Valkyrie

Chapter 957
Qingtian Wufu!

It has been nearly two months since the God Clan army besieged Qingtian Martial Mansion...

The former Wufu has already become dilapidated and devastated!

blood.

Dead body.

A howl of pain.

Repressed anger.

war.

Aloft and covetous protoss army.

……

All of this made everyone in Qingtian Wufu unable to breathe.

After nearly two months of siege, they were already exhausted and unable to fight any more.

And at this moment, they can only rely on the protection of that golden corpse to get a short respite...

Outside the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

At this moment, there is a huge basalt vitality shield covering the eighty-mile territory of Wufu's core.

The basalt hood was shining with blue light, with tortoise shell patterns flowing on it, beams of light filled the sky, it seemed to be full of terrifying defenses, just like the ancient steel Great Wall.

The basalt cover was covered with cracks under the daily attacks of the Xuantian God Clan.

It seems to break at any moment.

And once the basalt cover is broken, the entire Qingtian Martial House may face a real disaster.The basalt cover... seems to have become their last line of defense.

And in the very center of the basalt hood, sat cross-legged a golden corpse.

The corpse was also covered with cracks.

It is exactly the same as the crack on the basalt cover.

Beside the golden corpse, Xue Tianjun stood calmly, looking up at the invisible Xuantian God Clan in the sky, with a calm and cold expression.

If the Xuantian God Clan really wanted to do something, the Xuanwu shield wouldn't last for more than three days, and it would have broken long ago.

obviously……

The Xuantian God Clan is not in a hurry to take action, nor is it in a hurry to destroy the Qingtian Martial House.Perhaps... it is to attract more warriors to come here.

In this way, Qingtian Martial Mansion will become a huge Shura battlefield, one will die one by one.

Among the surging sea of ​​clouds, the chiefs of the great protoss who came here glanced at the tiny Qingtian Martial Mansion below, and smiled softly: "It's been a long time, if you don't come here, you should go back!"

"hold on!"

Someone stopped him and said: "There was news from the family earlier that Li Taixuan brought a young girl out of the ancient sword mound. They seem to be coming to the Taixuan Realm!"

"Li Taixuan?"

Someone frowned.

"He has nothing to do with the Qingtian Martial House. What is he doing here? Could it be possible that he wants to be an enemy of our god clan? Tsk tsk, he is just a helpless holy emperor, what are you talking about in the world! If he dares to come, I will definitely Let him die here!"

"Leave Xue Tianjun first!"

"Beware that after Lu Shenzhou's basalt cover was broken, Xue Tianjun ran out immediately. This time, he must be cut under the knife and return to the gods with his head. This is also a great achievement for us!"

"Xue Tianjun, you are already a bird in a cage, you can't escape with your wings!"

"I heard that Shang Jiazi, the Chief Commander of the Protoss Clan, entered the world again after 200 years, and is now heading towards the Taixuan Realm. I don't know why!"

"Shang Jiazi?"

"Could it be that in this Taixuan Realm, there is a peerless genius appearing? Or a powerful commanding master?"

"Do your own thing well! Lu Shenzhou's basalt cover can't last long, since no one comes here! When the sun sets today, the basalt cover will be broken, and when the death knell of Qingtian Martial Mansion rings, I will wait sooner." The Hui people, lest there will be changes later, or several other ancient tribes will also come to intervene!"

"But our mission this time is not only for destroying Qingtian Martial House, but also for that thing..."

"Buddha god relic...then dig up the [-]-mile territory of the Qingtian Martial Mansion and raise it three hundred feet, and move it back directly to the Protoss. If the Qingtian Martial Mansion is destroyed, and the Protoss still doesn't leave, it would be too eye-catching!"

"This way...although it is rough, it makes sense!"

……

The moon rises at night.

Sunset West Mountain!

When the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the land of the victims, the entire Qingtian Wufu was shrouded in a deep red shadow.

Xue Tianjun looked up at the sky, his eyes pierced slightly, and an astonishing murderous aura gradually appeared around him.

And above the clouds, several people headed by the Xuantian God Clan stood up with a board full of chess pieces, stretched a little, and said like thunder:

"The disciples of the gods obey the order!"

"Using the Xingtian Temple as a spear, and the God Race's army as the front, crush the Xuanwu hood. Just recently, we will destroy the Qingtian Martial Palace, destroy the remnants of the Demon Sect, and promote our God Race's Tianwei!"

When the voice of the leader fell, the entire void suddenly vibrated.

The monstrous golden light descended from the sky like an overturned vast ocean.The fighting will of countless armies condensed into an extremely bright golden spear, which appeared across the sky.

The golden gun is like a divine pillar in the sky, exuding ten thousand rays of brilliance, and its invincible sharpness is stained with irresistible divine power.

The golden gun fell from the sky and hit the basalt cover.

Inside the basalt hood, Xue Tianjun's face became ruthless, and as his figure flicked, he directly stepped out of the basalt hood and walked towards the world-shaking golden gun.

"Go back!"

Inside the basalt cover, the golden corpse full of cracks made a sound.

"I couldn't save you back then, but now I can't save your bones. I can't be a human anymore!"

Xue Tianjun's voice was like thunder, and with a long howl, the world was filled with murderous aura.A giant tiger with a height of hundreds of feet reappeared in Cangyu, heading towards the army of the gods.

"One person wants to block tens of thousands of troops! He doesn't know how to live or die!"

Among the protoss, there was a cold reprimand, full of sarcasm and arrogance.

"Mingjiao belongs to the hearing order..."

In the basalt hood, countless dying old men stood up wearing iron armor and holding spears. They looked up at Xue Tianjun who was walking alone in the void, their eyes full of fighting spirit and death will, "Follow me to die, guard me Mingjiao Tianjun! Establish my Mingjiao character!"

"Here!"

Inside the basalt hood, there were not many Ming Cultists who survived, but their voices roared in unison, and their voices rushed to the mountains and rivers, and their voices shook the sky.

Suddenly, the old, weak, and disabled Mingjiao army, like a straight and sharp steel knife, headed towards the God Race army.

Above the void, Jun Xingshi looked at the Ming Cult who was not afraid of death, his face was livid, and he waved his hands ruthlessly and ordered to crush and kill the Ming Cult people.

However... No matter how strong their will is, they can't turn defeat into victory, and they don't even have a chance to escape from death.

In less than half an hour, Mingjiao suffered more than half of the casualties.

blood.

corpse.

Falling into the sky again...

Even Xue Tianjun became exhausted after countless battles, and was pierced through the chest and abdomen with a long spear by the joint efforts of several holy emperors of the Protoss.

"Get out of here!"

In the basalt hood, there was a trembling roar, which seemed to be hating everyone for acting in arrogance.

"Xue Tianjun, today's Qingtian Martial Mansion within eight hundred miles is your hiding place! If you want to save Lu Shenzhou and Qingtian Martial Mansion, you must have that ability. You are not Xiao Yishan, nor Qin Changsheng! You are just a thousand years old." The previous dog whose martial spirit was shattered!"

In the void, a mighty and majestic voice sounded.

I saw several great holy emperors of the Protoss forming a golden formation in the sky. In the formation, thousands of swords were sharply pointed at Xue Tianjun!

"You are wearing the white tiger's fate, so today, I will turn into a slaughtered evil tiger, so that you will never be reborn!"

As soon as the words fell, the terrifying formation poured out a sea of ​​swords, directly submerging Xue Tianjun.

"you come back……"

Inside the Xuanwu hood, there was the sound of Lu Shenzhou's hissing and roaring.However, at this moment, he couldn't move a single bit, and if he moved a little rashly, the entire basalt cover would be broken.

At that time, more people will die.

"Yan..."

At this moment, a sound of sword chant resounded in the void.

The sword chant like a tiger.

like a dragon.

Sing like the emperor.

Roaring like a demon god.

It was an extremely terrifying long sword, which came across thousands of miles, without the slightest murderous intent, but it made several great saint emperors of the Protoss feel terrified.

On the long sword, there is a woman in white, like the bright moon in nine days, cold and holy, coming rustling!

At the same time, violent fluctuations appeared in the void above Qingtian Martial Mansion. After only a few breaths, the space was crushed directly, and a dragon claw protruded from it.

Then, the dragon's chant resounded through the sky.

In the void, when the sword that flew from outside that day passed by, it would wipe out all the sword formations that besieged and killed Xue Tianjun.And the woman on the long sword jumped lightly, suspended above the void, looked at the God Race army in front, her eyes were piercing, and she stood with her sword horizontally!

After another Void Dragon Claw protruded out, a black dragon swooped out of the void, appearing in the sky above the basalt hood within a breath.

On top of the black dragon's head, a young man in white is holding a moment knife.

He stood facing the wind, his eyes were cold, cold, sharp, and murderous, "Lin Huang, a disciple of the Qingtian Martial House..."

Lin Huang pushed the knife out of its sheath three inches, and his voice was like thunder, resounding in the ears of every god clan:

"...begging to die here!"

(End of this chapter)