Chapter 345
Gale winds filled the sky and earth with billowing black mist. Looking around, densely packed souls occupied all sights. The ancient torn clothes and battle armor revealed endless sadness.

There was constant fighting, and blood was spilled from time to time. It was the most beautiful flower blooming on the battlefield of Yanlingwei. The swords and halberds, the holy arts were dazzling. Although this battlefield was bloody, it had a different kind of beauty.

Among the countless souls, Beihan cast his wings of light and turned into afterimages, constantly turning back and forth among them.

And not far from Beihan, there are three powerful auras, roaring again and again, powerful holy arts, and even divine arts are continuously released from him, like the breath of silence, killing all the living things around.

In the melee, Bei Han pondered the cause and effect, trying to find a way to destroy the enemy.

"Since before this, the soul did not dare to come to Xiaoyoutian City, then there must be some secret hidden in it!"

"As long as the secret can be recovered, then these souls should not dare to surround the city, and this crisis will naturally be resolved, but the key now is what is that secret?!"

Beihan thought, the sand clone had passed through layers of barriers of souls and came to Xiaoyoutian City.

Looking around, there are busy Yanling Guards all around, either busy treating the wounded, or busy transporting large pieces of Yanlong Stones from the surrounding houses, and then sending them to the high platform .

The power of intense flames filled the air, like a sun in Xiaoyoutian City, releasing warmth and heat.

Beihan squinted his eyes, walked on the crowded street, and observed the surrounding scenes.

The buildings here are very peculiar, not in the form of martial arts nor ninja world, and it looks very fresh, as if it has just been built and has not been eroded by wind and rain.

Everything is as if Beihan entered this city for the first time, without much change, the only difference is that there are more than a thousand Yan Lingwei here, and the endlessly dazzling Yanlong Stone and Yanlong Formation.

"Is it because of the power of the flames?"

Bei Han frowned, thinking of such a possibility, but then ruled out such an idea.

After all, before the Yanlong Formation entered Xiaoyoutian City, there were no souls to attack. The root cause should be inside Xiaoyoutian City.

"what is it?"

……

Rumbling--

Beihan shook his wings, and while making a sharp turn, suddenly a huge hidden thunder emerged from behind, and directly bombarded Beihan's body at an extremely fast speed from a tricky angle.

A hole the size of a bowl suddenly appeared in Beihan's lower abdomen, piercing through the front and back, dripping blood vertically and horizontally, and visceral viscera were visibly visible. This was a fatal injury.

"asshole!"

Bei Han cursed secretly, her face was pale, without a trace of blood, she swallowed a few grains of Mi Hun Yuan in a hurry, but she still couldn't stop the spilled blood.

This kind of injury is too serious, and now Beihan has no Tianyuan that can heal the strong Wuzong. Although this soul source is powerful, it is still too weak for the current Beihan.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee—"

At the moment of life and death, Xiaobai poked his head out of Beihan's arms, stretched out his little paws and pointed at the Yanlong formation, his eyes were full of anxiety.

And its meaning is very obvious, it is to let Bei Han go to the ban as soon as possible, and temporarily avoid the edge.

"Five Wuzong strongmen are enough to block all my action routes. This time it is really hard to stop."

Beihan smiled wryly, but there was nothing he could do.

If there were three Wu Zong souls, he could still barely block them, but the two Wu Zong souls that suddenly appeared were both high-level existences of Wu Zong. Even against the previous one, Bei Han was unable to defeat him, let alone a five-on-one fight. .

Temporary avoidance is his best choice, if he continues to stay here, he will definitely die.

"Wow—"

In desperation, Bei Han shook his wings, and dozens of powerful space blades suddenly appeared, as if the space was divided into countless pieces, and the chaotic space turbulently flowed towards the two figures directly in front of him.

"Six dragons eat the sky!"

Following this, the power of Beihan's pupils circulated, and the power of the real dragon came out mightily. Six powerful [-]-foot-high flaming real dragons whizzed out from Beihan's Tianling Gai, and swept towards the other two souls of Wuzong in a mighty way. .

Before it was over, Bei Han turned around and raised his big hand, and a more terrifying sky monument suddenly formed in front of him.

Wrapped with a trace of chaotic energy, it directly crushed several powerful martial kings around it into powder, and then turned into a stream of light and blasted directly at the soul of the most powerful Wuzong Seventh Heaven.

"Sandstorm Burial!"

After taking a breath, Beihan used his own great trick again, the mighty yellow sand of the desert rolled in, and the huge area beyond thousands of feet completely became Beihan's domain.

At the root of the soul army, the sandstorm burial completely blocked the progress of the follow-up souls, and then with Beihan's loud shout, a huge dark cry sounded from the desert.

It was like countless powerful atomic bombs exploding under the ground, billowing yellow sand, covering the sky and the sun, under one blow, tens of thousands of souls were all killed, and the endless soul strands flowed towards Beihan's body like a stream .

The Blade of Space, the Six Dragons Devouring the Sky, the Power of the Heavenly Monument, the Great Burial of the Sandstorm, and the four great tricks, Bei Han did not show any stinginess, and tried his best to release it completely within a few breaths. The coercion of heaven and earth.

This is an extremely spectacular scene. To those Yan Lingwei who are fighting against thousands of enemies with the strength of one person, it is simply a myth and unimaginable.

"go!"

Beihan drank secretly, his face pale as paper, almost all the spiritual power in his body disappeared, he shook his wings with difficulty, and flew towards the restriction.

"call out!"

Suddenly a black light flashed, and then a black figure appeared in front of Beihan, flapping its huge wings, without saying a word, cast a powerful holy spell, and attacked Beihan.

This is the soul of a peak martial king. If Beihan was in the period of complete victory, one finger could crush her, but it is a pity that Beihan is already at the end of his strength and unable to do what he wants.

"puff--"

The chest was pierced again, and Beihan spat out a big mouthful of blood. Enduring the severe pain in his body, Beihan felt a strong grievance.

Now Beihan is the existence of fighting against the five great Wuzong powerhouses, but he didn't expect to die in the hands of a small Wuzong today. This is totally unacceptable to Beihan!
"Roar--"

A successful blow, the soul was overjoyed, turned into black light and rushed directly to Beihan.

Looking at the billowing mist, Beihan was in despair. There was no spiritual power in his whole body, and Beihan was powerless to resist it.

"careful!"

At the very moment, a soft shout sounded in Beihan's ears, and immediately a fairy descended from the sky appeared in front of Beihan, and with a wave of her slender hand, she removed the powerful attack.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Bing'er actually left the customs.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like