sweep the heavens

Chapter 224 The Battle of Kunlun Part One
Dark clouds covered the sun and thunder and lightning made the day suddenly turn into night. Shocking streaks of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating everyone's expressions on and off.

Chu Ping looked up at the sky like night, black clouds enveloped Kunlun Mountain, and there were countless noisy and chaotic voices, gold and iron horses, iron and blood fighting, it was the smell of killing and blood.

Several figures flew up to the stone platform like thunder and lightning before anyone else could react.

The blood and stumps splashed in mid-air hadn't fallen yet, facing the figure who was flying up the stone platform, a black shadow quickly disappeared into the crowd, and saw the sharp rays of light sweeping across the air, the screams were endless, and the eyes opened Go, just like pushing the king of soldiers in the army, the one who is invincible.

Dark clouds weighed down on the top, and Kunlun Mountain was shaking. The sound of broken stones was like the sound of broken bones in a human body, and an invisible sense of dullness permeated the scene.

Chu Ping only felt that his chest was beating like a drum, his heart was pounding, and the enveloping black cloud had some special effect, even a practitioner couldn't see it clearly.

Following Lu Fengxian's killing, panic spread, and most people ran around like headless flies, turning their backs on their backs.

"Everyone, don't panic!"

A circle of white light suddenly lit up on the stone platform, dense like a ring, soft and moist, not glaring, like a cold moon on an ice plate, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Peeping around with this ray of light, I saw countless black shadows blasting down from the dark clouds into the crowd like meteorites, blasting layers of arcs of light, splashing blood, and screaming and screaming endlessly.

Beyond Kunlun, the sword energy is like a sea. Layers of waves formed by the sword energy are raging, hitting the foundation of Kunlun Mountain crazily, and it is this wave of sword energy that shakes the entire mountain.

The black shadows cast from the black clouds covering the sky are illuminated by white circles, but they are not human bodies, but spiritual bodies, tangible and intangible, just like evil spirits killed from hell to attack the world , wanton misfortune.

Chi Chi Chi!

Just when Chu Ping was shocked by the strength of the invading enemy, the dark clouds covering the sun were suddenly pierced by countless light rays through large and small holes, casting dazzling starlight.

This starlight did not bring any bright feeling to people, just like the tide of sword energy sweeping across Kunlun, it formed a stormy wave, burning, shattering, and bursting into flames from all sides.

boom!
The prohibition around Kunlun made a deafening roar, everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted by it, and they saw countless huge giant beasts crashing wildly, a giant tiger with wings on its back, a giant python with horns on its head, a three-headed giant dog, and dragon patterns. Leopard...

Although Kunlun's restriction is strong, but it was caught off guard, there are still many giant beasts and sword energy infiltrated, and together with the ghosts holding sickle gears, they rushed into the crowd, the blood burst, and the vigor was shaken, screaming and shouting everywhere , the entire top of Kunlun was quickly infiltrated with blood.

"This is……"

Even though most of the monks present were leaders of the younger generation and had experienced storms, they had never seen such a big scene.

The entire Kunlun Mountain was submerged in the sea of ​​sword energy, which stretched as far as the eye could see.

Countless behemoths ride the wind and waves, swallow clouds and mist, and they can't see the end at a glance.

The gloomy black clouds spread for tens of thousands of miles, and the sharp starlight fell to the ground and caught fire.

The top of Kunlun turned into a sea of ​​flames, purgatory, blood everywhere, corpses everywhere, stumps lying across, corpses turned into ashes.

"Xuanyin, Xingxiu, Lianyun, and Yaomeng, these are the four families joining forces to attack Kunlun. My god, come to me quickly!"

Even Dou Mie was extremely shocked and even panicked at this moment.

Xuanyin Sect, Xingxiuhai, Lianyun Sword Sect, Yaomeng, these are already the highest combat power representing Yaomoxie.

Even if the world's largest faction, Kunlun, can keep it, this is a question.

Dou Mie's immediate thought was to keep the disciples he had brought.

boom!
The circle of white light propped up by Master Qiankun was suddenly hit by countless sparks of blood, evil, thunder, sword energy and monster power.

The white circle oscillated, several flickered on and off, and were quickly submerged.

On the top of Kunlun, it was dark again.

Because of the special effect attached to the black cloud, he couldn't see his fingers. Chu Ping could only hear the screams around him. The first reaction of all practitioners, no matter whether they were enemies or friends, was to stretch their defenses, regardless of who was around.

The four evil sects attacked, a chill passed by him, Chu Ping turned slightly sideways, and slapped out with his backhand, which already meant Maha Wuliang.

The man let out a miserable howl and was sent flying from afar.

The moment the energy intersected, Chu Ping clearly discerned that it was not someone sent by the evil, but a Kunlun monk who was just like Ye Wangqing.

"It's all messed up. There is no distinction between friends and foes. The possibility of accidental injury is higher than that of being killed by the enemy. What should we do?"

Chu Ping just wanted to gather the light with gas, but saw several strands of light continuously shining in the distance, but they were quickly extinguished by the light of the knife and the cold air, and the people who gathered the light suffered misfortune.

"At this time, the one that emits light is undoubtedly the target of the evil faction. The first one will be hit and face the disaster of extinction!" Chu Ping understood in an instant, and became more cautious, moving with the crowd.

The people around were in a mess, lost their sense of proportion due to panic in the dark, and in order to protect themselves, they all used their most familiar magical powers, instinctively forcing back, knocking down or killing those who wanted to get close to them.

"Kunlun is so famous, will it be captured because of it?"

The situation was chaotic and people's voices were noisy, so it was inevitable for Chu Ping to have this idea.

At this moment, Kunlun Mountain, which was shaking endlessly as if it was about to collapse at any time, suddenly condensed, and immediately countless runes lit up. Kunlun, which stretches for thousands of miles, is like a giant dragon rising into the sky in the dark night, with its scales and armor flaring, its eyes glaring, shuttling through the mountains. In light and fire, shine brightly!
The rune lines are like dragon tendons, and the runes are like dragon scales. With the flow of rune lines, the whole mountain seems to come alive, twisting and stretching, and a magnificent breath rises into the sky. The black clouds dissipated into broken pieces one by one.

At this time, the talisman light was like daylight, and the black clouds of the Xuanyin Sect could no longer cover the light. Naturally, the panic and panic were eliminated, and the enemy and friend were identified, and there was no accidental injury. The orthodox monks quickly started to fight back.

In the fourth palace of Kunlun, dozens of figures rose up like stars, unscrupulously releasing a powerful aura. In an instant, the wind, tiger, cloud and dragon, the sky and the earth resounded, the thunder and thunder stormed high above the sky, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers began to undulate like an earthquake, like water like a tide.

The savage giant monster roaring and rushing from the endless distance is blocked by the turbulent terrain, or hits the suddenly raised hills and mountains and becomes bloody and bloody, or falls into the soft and stagnant swamp and struggles Powerless and submerged in mud, or the ground suddenly split like a giant beast opening its bloody mouth to swallow monsters, or a surging volcano erupted and the flames rained like rain, scorching everywhere...

"The mighty Kunlun, the fruit is extraordinary!"

A beam of sword light, like a poisonous dragon coming out of a stream, suddenly exploded on the eight trigrams stone platform.

Its sword is sharp, but its changes are ethereal. It is the sword of Lianyun!
Kunlun's head teacher Qiankun's complexion was slightly pale at this time, but he didn't panic when faced with the Lianyun sword art that burst in at an unknown time. With a slight shake of his sleeve robe, the circle of white light that had been scattered by countless attacks appeared again out of thin air. How ethereal and unpredictable the sword's momentum is, as long as it gets close to his side, it's like a mud cow falling into the sea, and it can't hurt him at all.

"The circle of Master Qiankun is still so unbreakable!"

His words are like praise, but his voice is full of jokes.

Surrounded by countless stars, a thin and long light suddenly pierced through the sky, creating a long and narrow crack in the void.The direction of the edge is directed at the universe.

Ghosts were weeping and gods were weeping, melancholy clouds and mist surged together, a cloud of yin was lingering, a handful of green fire swirled, and headed towards the universe under the cover.

The blood suddenly appeared, and a river of blood appeared out of thin air. The stench was so strong that it was disgusting to smell. This blood energy entered the body with the breath, corroding the Nascent Soul and true energy, and could instantly melt people into a pool of blood.

Fang Xiaotian, the master of Lianyun Sword Sect.

Xingqizi, the master of the Constellation Sea.

Ji Miezi, the master of the Demon League.

Xuanyin leader Xue Ming.

(End of this chapter)