Chapter 1835: The Flooded Great Wall
Seeing Nan Youyue and Hongyun being so strong, Jisheng Demon Lord had a gloomy face and looked extremely dissatisfied.
But before he could say anything, Liu Changshou, Wu Ci and others came forward and said solemnly: "Liang Yan, as a member of Xuanxin Palace, has the responsibility to lead the army to the war, but since he did not appear in There must be something important going on at the top of the city. Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, we must not engage in internal strife. We will find out what happened after we defeat the enemy."
"Yes" Zuo Lin said. He nodded and agreed with their statement.
Only then did Ji Sheng Demon Lord suppress his anger and said coldly: "Huh! Let's not argue with him. After the enemy is retreated, the Xuanxin Palace will have its own public opinion."
Everyone calmed down the dispute. , all stood at the top of the city. Looking around, they saw yellow sand filling the sky in the distance, dark clouds rolling, and a murderous aura rushing straight to the top of the city, as if the world had collapsed, leaving only this city wall still resisting.
"Beiming's army is so powerful that they want to decide the outcome in one battle!" Fan Qingzhou exclaimed.
Wu Ci didn't say anything. He raised his magic eyes and looked from a distance. He saw a group of demons dancing wildly, and armies from all walks of life were arriving. There were at least 20 million people, and their momentum was far superior to that of Nanxuan's defenders.
"The elites of the Northern Ming Army have come out. What's even more terrifying is that the number of poisonous people is far beyond imagination. There are at least nine million poisonous people among the 20 million army, and there are also purple poisonous people among them. It seems that this Zhan is indeed determined to destroy our Nanxuan.”
"Strange!" Zuo Lin frowned slightly and said, "Li Yile clearly said when he sent the message that the number of poisonous people in Beiming's army has dropped sharply and has begun to shrink the front line. Why are there still so many poisonous people now! And looking at it like this, it's not There seems to be a problem at the rear!”
"What's so strange about this!" The Supreme Demon Lord snorted coldly and said lightly: "The battle of monks is inherently cunning. What we see and hear may not be what others want us to see. . That day, Liang Yan spoke categorically in the Xuanxin Hall. I didn’t believe it then, but today it has really come true!”
“It’s useless to talk more, the soldiers will stop it, and the water will cover it!”
Wu Ci waved his hand and shouted: “Fellow Taoists, The army of Beiming is coming out in full force. We only need to hold on for a long time. Just stay in the city, and you must not leave the scope of the 'Ten Thousand Immortals Formation'! We will advance and retreat together in this battle, the city is still there!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud roar came from the horizon in the distance. , just listen to someone talking in the clouds:
"Old Wu Ci, you practice evil skills and have turned yourself into a three-year-old child. How can you still have the nerve to brag on the battlefield? Today I will break down your city gate and see what evil cultivator you are capable of! ”
This voice clearly came from the clouds, but it seemed to be right in front of you.
Everyone had different expressions and looked up at the sky. They saw a cloud rolling in the distance, and a moment later they heard the sound of water!
“Did I read it correctly?”
Among the Nanxuan army, someone pointed to the sky with an expression of extreme surprise.
It turned out to be a long river hanging from the sky!
This long river is winding and endless, coming and going without knowing where it is going. It is vast to the left and right, with white mist transpiring, as if it has absorbed water from all over the world, and it is worthy of becoming this long river that reaches the sky!
“It’s the Tongtian River in Tianhe City!” Fan Qingzhou looked solemn.
“When the war broke out, the city lord of Tianhe City used great supernatural powers to transfer its foundation to the north. The most important one was the eight-million-mile-long Tianhe River. I didn’t expect that this battle would actually be moved to the north by them. The battlefield!"
"Old ghost Ling'ao is taking the lead. He wants to flood the Seventh Army!" Zuo Lin narrowed his eyes.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
While everyone was briefly communicating, another thunderous sound of war drums came from the sky.
Looking up, I saw that the upper reaches of the Eight Million Mile Tongtian River were filled with warships and monks! Countless Beiming soldiers were wearing Canglang armor, riding flying fish, dragons, coral polyps, sea spiders and other aquatic beasts. Their banners were fluttering and war drums were beating. They were really powerful!
One of the spirit beasts is extremely spectacular. This spirit beast looks like a giant turtle, with a dragon head and a unicorn tail. It has short and thick limbs in a prone position. Its huge body spans hundreds of miles and can be said to cover the sky and the sun. .
There is a middle-aged Taoist sitting on the back of the spirit beast. He is wearing a green Taoist robe and a pure Yang Taiyi scarf. His face is white and beardless, and he has an immortal air.
Liu Changshou saw this man from a distance, narrowed his eyes slightly, and shouted loudly: "Master Ling'ao, you and I also knew each other back then. Your Excellency's character is like a pine and cypress, and your actions are upright. I still remember it fresh. I can't bear to think that hundreds of years have passed. Seeing that you have lowered yourself to associate with evil heretics, don’t you have any regrets in your heart?”
The middle-aged Taoist glanced at him and laughed and said: "So it's Taoist Taoist Changshou! That's all. I have some friendship with you. Now I have something to say. You can listen carefully: Because it is the evolution of the way of heaven, there is no right and wrong. Evil can only distinguish the turbulent universe and determine the cycle of life and death. Now the time has come, and disasters are everywhere. The city of Tiangong is acting on behalf of heaven, and we all follow the path of heaven. However, the battle is invincible. I advise you to turn around and don’t act against nature, otherwise your body will be destroyed and thousands of years of practice will be ruined. It’s sad and sad!”
Liu Changshou clenched his teeth in anger and said: The wooden staff paused again and again on the big turtle's back, and shouted: "Ling'ao, are you going to be stubborn?"
"Being obsessed with it?" You are the one!"
Master Ling'ao sat on the back of the spirit beast, his face not changing at all: "Fox, what a trick! Linghu Baishi is the number one demon in our continent, you and others are all I am confused by him without knowing it. I only want to say a few words to you because of our past friendship. Since we have different ways, we will not conspire with each other.”
After saying that, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and saw colorful brilliance emerging behind him, and then an eight-foot-long flag flew out.
This flag is purple and blue. It depicts a long river stretching into the sky, winding between several towering mountains. Under the peaks are white clouds. It does not look like the human world, but like a human being. wonderland.
"Bahuang Tianhe Flag!"
Seven Lesser Sages gathered on the Juetian Great Wall. Naturally, they were well-informed and recognized the origin of this flag at a glance.
According to legend, this flag was passed down by the first generation city lord of Tianhe City to control the waters of the eight wastelands. The flag can gather the water spirit energy with one wave of the flag. It is the only treasure that can regulate the eight million miles of the Tianhe River.
Master Ling'ao grabbed the "Eight Wilds Tianhe Flag" in his hand and waved it hard, and he saw the long river rushing, the waves roaring, and the huge power of true water continuously emerging from the void, seemingly endless!
Behind Zhenren Ling'ao, there were twelve tall warships floating. Tong Kunshan, Yue Wankun and Zhu Mang were all masters who had some interactions with Liang Yan in the past. At this time, they were respectively in charge of the warships. At the top, perform kung fu exercises together to connect the breath with the real person Ling'ao.
Boom!
The eight-million-mile-long Tianhe River washes down from the sky, its sound is rolling, like muffled thunder, and the power of the true water is endless, like a desolate and simple water dragon, trying to swallow up Nanxuan's army.
“Quickly, activate the ‘Ten Thousand Immortals Formation’ to resist the Tongtian River!”
Wu Ci gave an order, and the tens of thousands of monks guarding the city returned to their positions and performed their duties. Some opened the formation hubs, some controlled the formation key points, and some used spiritual power to guide the formations within their jurisdiction. All monks in the Dharma Movement perform their tasks in an orderly manner.
A dark-yellow light bloomed in mid-air, and then spread rapidly to the surroundings. In just a few breaths, a huge canopy was formed, majestic and indestructible!
Boom!
The Tongtian River washed over the "Absolute Sky Barrier", and the power of the true water and the power of the formation stirred up each other, causing splashes thousands of miles high. Inside and outside the Great Wall, there is white mist and chaos!
Although Tongtian River is blocked, the power of true water has sneaked into the magic circle. Some Nanxuan monks with insufficient cultivation involuntarily had the illusion, as if they were at the bottom of the ocean and were about to be immortalized forever. Suppressed under the Tongtian River!
A feeling of suffocation arises leisurely!
"Tongtian River! Tongtian River!"
Liu Changshou sighed and said: "This is an ancient long river, refined by saints with magic power, and the power of true water is endless. Although we can't Afraid, but if you let him wash away like this If it goes down, there will be cracks in the 'Jue Tian Barrier', and if the power of true water penetrates, Nanxuan's low-level sergeants may not be able to hold on, and they will suffer heavy losses by then!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the crowd! Suddenly there was a white light rising into the sky.
The white light broke through the layers of restrictions and reached the top of the "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation", revealing a figure, but it was a woman. Her clothes were as white as snow, and her hair was as white as a waterfall. The cold air was flowing around her body, and snowflakes could be faintly seen falling beside her.
This person is the deputy city lord of Bai Jade City, the Mirror of Sorrow! At the same time, she is also the only female cultivator among the nine sub-sages of Xuanxin Palace!
The Mirror of Sorrow reached thousands of miles high in the sky. The surrounding wind roared, the river surged, and the power of the true water was so vast, it seemed as if it was going to wash away the person's flesh and blood into ashes, and crush the true soul into smoke.
But she was not afraid at all, no matter how strong the wind was, blowing her snow-white clothes, she remained as calm as water, without any ripples.
Suddenly, Bei Mingjing turned over his right hand, and a jade ruler appeared in his hand.
As soon as this magic weapon appeared, boundless cold air surged around her. With her as the center, the surrounding space was frozen. Everyone in Nanxuan looked at it intently, but found that it was difficult to detect it with their spiritual consciousness, and they could only see a white mist.
"Su Xin Ruler!"
Fan Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and said with emotion: "This is one of the three magic weapons that Li Yuxian used to achieve Taoism and become a saint. It cannot be controlled by anyone who has a pure heart. whole white jade I am afraid that only the Mirror of Sorrow can activate the city.”
“Infinite Heavenly Lord!”
Zuo Lin raised his head and looked up, only to see the sudden change in the white mist. A little inspiration shot into the sky.
Compared to the Eight Million Mile Tongtian River, this little aura is simply the difference between a mayfly and a bright moon. However, where the mayfly passed, coldness surged, causing all the river water to freeze, and even the power of the true water condensed into ice.
Wow!
A crisp sound was heard, and countless ice crystals appeared in the sky above the Great Wall, and spread rapidly to the surrounding areas.
Frozen for thousands of miles!
In just a few breaths, the river water that was still washing away the city wall turned into ice. Looking around, a highway of ice appeared in the sky above the Great Wall, about a million miles long, which was formed by the lower reaches of the Tongtian River.
This avenue of ice covers the sky, and at the same time supports the entire Tongtian River, preventing the power of true water from falling.
Everyone inside the Great Wall breathed a sigh of relief, because the power of the true water suppressing their heads had gradually dissipated, and the sense of oppression brought by the Tongtian River no longer existed.
“Fortunately, Senior Bei Mingjing took action!”
In the Nanxuan army, countless people looked up at the sky and felt admiration in their hearts.
At this moment, this million-mile-long ice avenue suspended on the top of the Great Wall gave them an unparalleled sense of security.
At the same time, a beautiful figure flashed in the white mist, but it was the Mirror of Sorrow that took the initiative to appear and set foot on the Ice Avenue.
With one person's strength, she faced the millions of troops in Tianhe City, but she was not afraid at all.
Lighting her jade feet, she walked on the ice. With a wave of the Su Xin ruler in her hand, a cold air burst out from her toes, rushing upstream towards the Tianhe City army in the upper reaches of the Tongtian River.
"You mute girl, you act against nature and you deserve the death penalty!"
Master Ling'ao saw this scene from a distance and was really shocked and angry.
With an angry shout, the man waved the "Eight Desolate River Flags" in his hand one after another, and the spiritual power in his body was flowing, all of which was injected into the magic weapon.
The experts from Tianhe City behind him also cast spells at the same time, and their auras connected together, forming a faint formation.
Boom!
Amidst the loud noise, the Tongtian River rolled, and countless water rose into the sky, actually building a Great Wall in mid-air!
These city walls are composed of the water of the Tongtian River, with a desolate and primitive color. There seems to be an aura of ancient wildness coming towards them, making everyone in Nanxuan tremble.
"Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation!"
If Liang Yan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the origin of this formation.
At that time, he was also the master of Ling'ao, and wanted to use this formation to deal with the weird old monk in yellow. Unfortunately, the latter had become a saint and could come and go freely in the "Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation", and no one could do anything about it. .
However, although there is only one word difference between a saint and a sub-sage, their magical powers and methods are completely different. After all, Bei Mingjing is only a sub-sage. How can one person resist this "Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation"?
On the upper reaches of the Tongtian River, the Great Wall of Water was moving slowly, suppressing downwards with the infinite power of heaven, and the surrounding space began to twist and explode, as if it could no longer withstand it.
As the city wall moved, thousands of rays of rays of light suddenly shot out. The rays of light included golden bows, silver halberds, divine pestles, treasure files, golden bottles, flying swords, and other fairy weapons, all of which were transformed from the water of the Tongtian River.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Countless rays of light fell, hitting the protective ice of the Sorrowful Mirror, and cracks suddenly appeared.
The woman in white could no longer move forward, but she was unwilling to take a step back. She could only activate the "Su Xin Ruler" to barely resist, so that the millions of miles of ice she had condensed would not collapse.
“Disciples of Shenxiao Mountain, listen to the order and come forward with me to help!”
On the Juetian Great Wall, Zuo Lin waved his sleeves and robes, and hundreds of rays of light shot into the sky.
Among these Escape Lights, the one with the lowest cultivation level is Zhenjun Tongxuan. Their auras are connected with each other and activate the magic formula almost simultaneously.
Boom!
Three powerful divine thunders appeared in mid-air at the same time, namely the evil-killing divine thunder, the innocent divine thunder and the lunar divine thunder.
Among them, the Taiyin Divine Thunder invaded the water of the Tongtian River, causing the power of the True Water to suddenly weaken. The Wugou Divine Thunder rushed into the "Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation" and blocked part of the Tianhe True Water for the Sorrowful Mirror. The magic weapon.
As for the evil-killing divine thunder, it flew straight to the Chinese army camp in Tianhe City!
(End of this chapter)