The Villain's White Lotus Halo

Rong Zhuo didn't want to stretch the battle line too long, so that he could not come back in time, so he and Bei Lu did not invade each other, and the Cangya Mountain in the West Land was also handed over to Baopu Zong to deal with.The [-] Demon Army soldiers were divided into three groups, one stayed in Donglu, one went to Nanlu, and the other went to Zhonglu.In addition to the disciples of the Zodiac of Demon Dao, there are also casual cultivators struggling to make a living in the wasteland.Almost gathered the combat power of the entire Eastern Continent.

These people have no loyalty at all, but they know how to fight in the cruel competitive environment of the Eastern Land, and they have no moral burden.Once it is unified because of interests, it is really terrible.

Not only the people in Cangya Mountain couldn't figure out how Rong Zhuo subdued so many combat powers in a short period of time, and what kind of benefits allowed the Zodiac Palace to put aside their grievances, the other major factions were also very puzzled, only Mr. Zhang Yuan Some clues were glimpsed, and it was vaguely counted as the power of some kind of contract, but now that he is seriously injured and his realm is greatly damaged, it is difficult to use the method of divination.

No matter how confused all parties are, there is no time to think about it, because the magic army is already close at hand.

When traveling, the fleet is so mighty that you can't see the edge at a glance.They are all four-story ships with twelve masts, and the hulls are engraved with magic arrays of runes, and those with advanced realms divide the water and resist the wind, sailing on the sea, riding the wind and waves.Occasionally, sea beasts are disturbed by the magic breath, but they can't avoid it.

The demonic army going to the southern land had made perfect preparations when they crossed the sea, and had never encountered any obstacles.

Therefore, since stepping into the Southern Land, he has deliberately stepped into the trap of the formation.However, there were so many people that the leader didn't care about such innocuous casualties.Along the way, the towns and villages were all empty, and there was only an annoying formation, but not a single person was seen. The hearts of the team were floating, and they wished to kill immediately and let out a sigh of relief.

Under such circumstances, the magic army began to climb the mountain and came to the "dilemma" mountain pass.

In the snowy night, the wind blows through the mountains and forests, and the rustling sound is endless.

The mountain road is extremely cramped. In the past, it would be unavoidable to open the mountain and cut rocks to create a smooth path.However, there are thousands of cliffs on both sides of this mountain road. If only the bottom is opened up, the foundation may be unstable and there is a risk of landslides.What's more, the mountain is solid granite, and it takes time and effort to destroy it.The mountain roads for more than ten miles had to be passed in sequence.Crossing this mountain range is Yecheng, where most of the refugees gather.

The leader is also a little impatient.His spiritual consciousness drifted and spread, the withered forest, dead branches and trees, and the snow that fell one after another.Only there is no trace of formation.

Thinking about it too, to blow up such a hard mountain rock, there is no two or three months' arrangement, how can it be done with just a formation.

"The whole army passed quickly."

The sound is not loud, but it contains a lot of magic breath, passing through the wind, everyone can clearly hear it.

The team entered the mountain road, winding like a long dragon, no one spoke, and everything was quiet.Everything went well.

Perhaps it was because the quietness was abnormal, the leader was dressed in a black robe, standing on a raised rock and looking down, almost melting into the night.The more you look at it, the more cautious you become.At this moment, he felt the rock under his feet tremble very slightly.Insignificant, almost an illusion.

"retreat!--"

"boom--"

It's too late.The voice was drowned in the deafening explosion.

"what--"

Earth and rocks rolled down, and blood spattered.

The aura of the heavens and the earth changed suddenly, and the whole dilemma was smashed down with the momentum of the earth collapsing and destroying the mountains!Smoke and dust billowed in the night, straight into the sky.

The incident happened suddenly, and the demon cultivators in the mountain path had no time to make a move, and those with low cultivation bases didn't even have time to call for help, so they were buried in the smoke and dust of the troubled times.The survivors didn't know the situation, panicked, fled separately, and even started killing each other.

As early as the first rock fell, the leader flew up and slashed at the mountain with a palm.This palm strike was a disciple wearing a landscape robe with splashed ink. The sword in the disciple's hand sank into the rocks, and there was a faint golden light flashing.Qinglu Sword Sect Mountain is good at attacking but not concealing. It is not easy to hide from this demonic power until now.

When this palm is implemented, there is a gap in the formation, and the explosive formation built with sword intent is naturally broken.The leader even noticed the hiding places of the other people, and thought indifferently that it would only take one palm to kill eight people.

The timing was still one step too late.Suddenly a sword strikes horizontally, piercing obliquely, as light as raindrops flying.

A bleak sword intent broke through the smoke and dust, revealing the figure holding the sword.He is a young man with a calm expression.

The mountain roads of more than ten miles are still collapsing one after another, and the scope continues to expand.

Just the smoke and dust can soar up to more than ten feet, and it can be clearly seen thousands of miles away.It can be seen what a tragic scene in the mountains.

Standing in front of the window, Cheng Tianyu stared blankly, feeling uncontrollably panicked, "Didn't it be said that we only want to blow up the mountain road, and then run away!" His voice was choked up, "This movement...it is clear that half of the mountain has collapsed. Brother, he..."

Song Tang closed his eyes.

The entire Southern Continent saw smoke and dust, like a signal for war.

Many people have vaguely guessed what is going on there.

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In front of the divine soldiers, the leader finally showed some solemnity.His black robe was billowing like a sea in the wind, snow and smoke, and the surging magic breath came from all directions, gathered between his fingers, and condensed his mighty force, striking at the edge of the sword.

The opponent just raised his hand, and Zhong Shan used the strongest sword without hesitation.

The berserk zhenyuan was burning fiercely, and his sword seemed to be on fire, so that the snowflakes were instantly melted when the sword touched it, making a "stinging" sound, and turned into white mist and water droplets.

Just like the sky and the storm.

As much wind and rain, there are as many swords.

The siege of the city by wind and rain is originally a sword for siege.

One man can be the enemy of ten thousand.

In the past, at the foot of Chongming Mountain, he still needed the right time and place to borrow the wind and rain.Now, with his kendo attainments, the sword will become wind and rain.

Such a talent, which is rare in a hundred years, can be said to be invincible in the past peaceful years.

It's a pity that fate has always been unfair. In the battle tonight, kendo attainments and talents are far from enough to make up for the chasm-like gap in realm.

The man in black suddenly started talking.Even though the rocks were roaring like thunder, his voice could be clearly heard by Zhong Shan, "Sometimes I really don't know what you decent people think, you have a good potential for sanctification, and you insist on coming here to seek death."

The tone is indifferent, and the words make people feel desperate,

"Or, do you all think that as long as there is righteousness in hand, you will die at all costs?"

Talking at this time seemed to be nonsense, but he knew very well that as long as the other party's Dao heart wavered slightly, the sword in his hand would hesitate and slow down.

Then it will be killed quickly.

Even if one is full of enthusiasm and wants to be a hero, but after all, he is so young, and after all, life and death, who can not hesitate?

Zhong Shan didn't speak, and cut again with his sword.This sword is cold wind and cold rain, and the sword roar is miserable.The magic barrier under the sword's edge seems to be overflowing.

Unexpectedly, his Dao heart remained calm and remained calm.

Because coming here seems to be his choice, choosing the dilemma known as the "life and death dilemma", but in fact he didn't choose, he thought he should come, so he came.

What he should do, he will do.

There's nothing bloody about it.

Thousands of miles away from the mainland and the vast and boundless sea, on the flat terrain of the middle land, the magic army marched extremely fast.Although more than a thousand people were injured in endless sea interceptions, they still could not change the momentum of the army.

In the wilderness more than ten miles outside Yunyang City, the snow has stopped tonight, and the wind has not stopped.

Thirty school disciples finished the arrangements before the soldiers approached the city, and began to return to the city.

In this team, the one with the highest state is only in the breaking stage.After half a month of hard work, everyone's face was ashen, but their eyes were firm and their minds were clear.

Some people felt that the atmosphere was too miserable and started to talk, "I was sleepy when I entered school, and every morning when I was late for reading, Mr. Zhang from Dianshu Zhai would always hit my palms and make me copy books. Two laps. At that time, I was running and thinking, when I get ahead, the first thing I do is to blow up the school. What the hell, the rules are too inhuman."

The classmates laughed in unison, and the other person answered, "Mr. Zhang is not a heavy punishment, but Mr. Li, who teaches the general history of Wulu, is the most disciplined. He punished me to sweep the fallen leaves in the back house in autumn. I couldn't leave if I couldn't clean it. I was so angry At that time, I wanted to blow up the school."

They talked about the old things enthusiastically, and found that no matter how diligent and studious the students were, there was a time when they wanted to blow up the school.

Suddenly someone pretended to be sentimental, "Tonight may be the only chance in our life to blow up the school, why give up!"

There was laughter in the team.

After laughing, someone said, "Because this is our place. Even if it is bad in every way, how can it be the turn of outsiders to touch every plant and tree in it?"

"That's right, whoever is going to fry it, I'll blow whoever it is first."

"What's more, when I think about it now, all kinds of bad things have become its good things."

They returned to the city and joined other teams returning to the city. The two instructors counted the number of people.The guards at the head of the city began to change shifts.Everything is in order.

Most of the newly replaced students are practitioners.Everyone was engrossed, staring at the smoke and dust on the horizon at the end of their vision.Waiting quietly.At first, the smoke and dust was weak, but in an instant, it became violent.

It's the army of demon cultivators arriving.

Mr. Zhangyuan stood with his hands behind his back on the eaves of the library pavilion. He was lying in bed with his eyes closed a few days ago.I don't know what method I used tonight, but my spirit is hale and hearty, as if I have been reborn.

He looked outside Yunyang City, flicking his wide sleeves.There was a sound of breaking wind, but what went there was not his stone seal, but an arrow.

The speed was extremely fast, almost breaking through the space barrier, and the cluster of arrows ignited spontaneously in the wind, falling on the wilderness, and the whole wilderness burned.The wind helps the fire, and the arrogance is monstrous.

Countless scholars let out a low voice, but no one was too happy. After all, the night is long and this is just the beginning.

Mr. Xi, who is proficient in alchemy, prepared fuel, and more than a hundred disciples worked without sleep for half a month, and drew a huge burning talisman that stretched for ten miles in the wilderness outside Yunyang City.

Although the pattern is fine, its shape is still not enough to change the energy of heaven and earth, Mr. Zhangyuan stamped a drop of heart and blood on the arrow body, and lit the fire.

This night, Kyushu ignited the beacon fire, and thousands of miles of land and mountains were lit up one after another.

The wind and rain of the dilemma, the light of the knife at the foot of Lianjian Mountain, and the flying arrows of Yunyang City.Solidified in the legend after many years.