Chu Chen Kee

But the mirage over there suddenly spread its arms, and a wall of earth more than tens of feet high suddenly rose near the original moat of Chang'an.

The earth wall did not seem to be solid, but when Qing Mo's halberd slashed down and saw no earth clods collapse, everyone put down their contempt.

You must know that Qing Mo's strength is comparable to that of a heavenly immortal. His full blow can definitely destroy a mountain, but the earth wall on the opposite side does not move at all, which shows how strong it is.

It's just how could Qing Mo be helpless at this level, he suddenly turned into a huge blue dragon, and with a flick of his long tail, he destroyed a section of the extremely strong city wall.

But just when he was about to flick his tail again, densely packed sharp earth thorns suddenly pierced out from the city wall.

Qing Mo stopped and retreated in time, but the two giant dragons following behind him did not have such quick reflexes as his, and their huge bodies slammed against the earth wall with great force.

Just at this critical moment, a violent wind blew over violently, blowing the dragon's direct impact obliquely, although there were still several shallow bloodstains on the huge dragon, and a few pieces fell Scales, they let out a loud growl in pain.

The skin of the dragon clan is not generally thick, and even the refined low-level fairy weapons are helpless against the defense level of their unique dragon skin.The earth thorns on this earth wall can hurt them to the point of bleeding, which is already very sharp.

Qingmo dodged the storm with quick eyes and hands, and glanced back at Huanyue, with a rare kindness showing on his usually expressionless face.

Huanyue turned her head lightly, and her pair of slender phoenix eyes did not dare to relax at the witch god inside the earthen wall.

The masked witch god suddenly looked up at the dragon and phoenix clans that covered almost the entire sky, with a strange smile in his eyes.

Suddenly he stretched his arms and began to dance.

Dance?

Qing Mo rubbed his eyes in disbelief. That's right, that witch god was dancing, and it was the most taboo dance of the ancient witch god.

Mirage's body is slender and flexible, and her limbs are as soft as a woman's. His dance has a desolate atmosphere from the prehistoric, and every move he makes, he steps out of an incomparably mysterious formation.

Although he was dancing, no one dared to ignore the deterrent force of an ancient witch god who suddenly started dancing inexplicably at this time.

"No matter what he wants to do, stop him!" Yue Zete also saw Mirage's dance, and suddenly felt an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart.

This kind of feeling, he only felt in the former Xuan Yuan.

The huge coercion from the ancient times made it difficult for him as a Bai Ze beast to bear it.

Qingmo and Huanyue looked at each other, flew to the altar in silence, and began to use their strongest spells.

I saw a cyan dragon flame aiming at the mirage on the altar over there as if it was lost, and a golden phoenix true flame was also spit out at the same time.

These two flames are different types of real fire, any one of them can burn everything, and even the slightest bit of it will burn everything.

Those two flames poured down like a river bursting a dike, completely covering the mirage and the altar under him in an endless stream, and bombarded them heavily.

The ground began to vibrate slightly, and everything began to vaporize and disappear when it touched the two flames, and everyone retreated quickly in an instant.

After the fire burned for about a quarter of an hour, everything was burned to a piece of scorched earth, and finally there was nothing more to burn, and it began to gradually die out.

The earth was scorched out of a bottomless pit, and there were clusters of blue-golden flames staggering and leaping in the middle.

Suddenly, the flame that was one person tall stopped dancing, and it froze in mid-air like a wave sealed by ice.

"Is it over?" Yue Ze frowned slightly, asking with some uncertainty.

Before Qing Mo could answer, he saw an extremely fine silver thread winding towards him silently, like a flexible tentacle with a killing intent that could not be ignored.

A dark blue halo instantly bloomed in front of Qing Mo, blocking the unexpected attack.

"They haven't been eliminated yet, be careful!" Huanyue snapped, and then gathered her hands in front of her chest, forming a golden defensive barrier.

Just after her words fell, the solidified flame exploded, and countless witch gods came out of the huge scorched hole like a tide, turning into afterimages and attacking the place where Li Chenhuan was. direction.

The warriors of the Dragon Clan also wore armor transformed from dragon scales, and rushed towards each other with their own weapons.

Qing Mo rushed into the camp of the witch gods quickly, and without giving them a few moments to start chanting spells, with a violent flick of his tail, thousands of witch gods were smashed to the ground by him.

Seeing that this method was effective, those dragon warriors followed suit one after another, so it was possible to see that all the dragon warriors had turned into their own bodies, and the dragon tribes, large and small, began to trample on the opposite witch god madly with their own bodies.

And outside the battlefield, on the high altar, Mirage still did not stop his dance, it seems that he has never stopped here, and his dance has been danced for hundreds, thousands of years, And never stop.

Of course, this is just an illusion.

Just when Huanyue was restless and ready to take action, suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and a purple thunderbolt over ten feet thick suddenly bombarded the altar.

"Is this condemned by heaven?" Huanyue stared at the witch god who was struck by lightning in a daze.

But Bai Yi and Xuan Yuan became serious. They didn't know whether Emperor Xuantian's plan was successful or not.

If successful, the battle will be decided.

If it fails, this battle will be bloody, and the sun and the moon will be dark.

On the altar that was struck by lightning, a huge imaginary footprint suddenly appeared.

Everyone present saw the huge footprints, and some even couldn't hold their weapons anymore.

That figure gradually turned into a solid body, and one foot was bigger than the entire Chang'an City.

Qing Mo's huge body, which was more than ten miles away, was like a young snake beside that footprint.

A man with disheveled hair crawled out of the purple thunderbolt in an extremely embarrassing manner. He lost his mask and revealed a hideous face.

"Hahahaha, the Great God Pan Gu has returned to the human world, and our clan will surely unify the three worlds!" Mirage's voice was filled with endless madness and pride.

Bai Yi handed the first meeting to Hongxiao who was next to him, and looked indifferently at the almost mad witch god below.