Dragon-Marked War God

The body of the old man in red shattered in the explosion of Longquan, and at the same time, the red hill also shattered.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Although the red-clothed old man died under the blow of his "Second Breaking Longquan Yin", the strange thing was that the great formation was not broken.

Yan Cheng's face was gloomy, he never expected to be forced to this step by Long Yang.

"Boy, destroy my magic weapon, you should be damned!"

I saw the figure of the red-clothed old man slowly condensing, staring at Long Yang angrily.

This sword formation originated from the Five Ghosts Yinfeng Sword Formation. Under the improvement of the ancestors of the Yan family, based on the Five Ghosts Yinfeng Sword Formation, five mountains were refined. As the family base, it is also the source of the formation.

Arrays are broken, mountains are broken, and people die.

People are there, people are dying.

Long Yang frowned, he didn't expect that the Yan family would have a backer.

Now that he wants to break the formation, it will be difficult. First, the five people are prepared and will not give him another chance. Second, this time the formation pivot will definitely be replaced by someone whose magic weapon has not been broken.

In this case, he needs to break the remaining three hills to break the formation, and then break the formation again.

He looked at the three hills in the distance, and there was a hint of chill in his eyes.

If you kill Yancheng directly, what will happen to this Purple Mountain? Zishan shattered, did the array break directly?

Long Yang's eyes turned to Yancheng, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then take you to the knife.

The howling wind blew Longyang's long golden hair, and the uninhibited smile on the corner of the boy's mouth was so striking, as if it was not him who was trapped in the ghost formation, but just a tourist who was traveling in the mountains and waters. The top of the mountain is broken down, and you can see the beautiful scenery behind the mountain.

"Break the sky with a finger!"

The golden figure of Longyang crossed a distance of twenty feet in an instant, and Panlongji proudly swung out with lightning speed. Out of the continuous jumping sparks, dizzying.

The Five Ghosts Yinfeng Sword Formation spun rapidly, the ghosts howled, the yin wind howled, and the water around Longyang was blocked.

The surrounding mountains also radiated blue or blue light, flickering, charging the sword array, and it was particularly eye-catching on this dark seabed.

Gun Mang hits Yan Cheng, and it has no effect. If the array pivot is not broken, the others are invincible.

All damage is divided by the large array, which is indestructible.

"It seems that the formation must be broken first."

Long Yang's movements did not slow down at all, and the black sword qi became more severe since the mountain's blessing, and it has gradually caused damage to Long Yang's body.

"This time the pivot is the old man in green robe!"

Long Yang's eyes turned, and he ran towards the old man in green robe.

Brush brush!

Several sword qi passed by, knocking Long Yang back.

Everyone is defending, this is to completely trap Long Yang, without giving a chance.

"what!"

Long Yang roared and continued to charge, tirelessly and in pain, like a trapped beast.

"Faster!"

Long Yang kept hitting the sword air, the dragon's spine danced non-stop, and the golden spear flower spread, but he never touched the old man in green robe.

"Give it up, it's all in vain."

Yan Cheng said coldly, with no sorrow or joy in his eyes, the black sword qi shot out, leaving a bloodstain on Long Yang's body.

"I must not fall here!"

Long Yang's body was filled with golden light, and he shot out with a single shot, scratching the old man in green robe. In the blink of an eye, the hills burst into light, and the old man in green robe instantly recovered as before.

"kill!"

Longquan exploded beside the Qingpao old man, and the four sword qi arrived immediately, offsetting the power of the explosion.

No matter how Long Yang attacked, he was always one step short, and he could hardly hurt the old man in green robes.

"Am I going to die here?"

Longyang's sea of ​​qi gradually dried up, and his long-term battle and tireless attack had consumed him too much.

Although Long Yang's eyes showed a tired look, his heart was very peaceful at the moment, like the moon rising slowly in the morning glow, he could always maintain a kind of mysterious and unfathomable calm.

The gust of wind blew through the sky and rolled up the leaves on the purple mountain top. The purple color on the top of the mountain seemed to be thicker. The gun wind hit people, and the sky and the earth were full of desolation and chill. Every time Long Yang shot out, a violent storm was rolled up.

But the stronger the wind, the denser the black sword energy, it is almost endless, this place is already filled with the sea of ​​sword energy, and it seems to completely drown the golden figure of Longyang!

The golden figure fluttered in the sea of ​​sword energy, as if it was about to fall to the ground at any time.

Long Yang was almost buried by the sword energy, looking coldly at the waves of sword energy that swept in, he turned into a big yellow dog with double horns growing on his head, sacred and mysterious.

"The head of the Seven-style Killing God is a thousand inches!"

A golden light flashed past, hitting the green-robed old man like a meteor.

The turbulent sea of ​​sword qi between the heavens and the earth suddenly seemed to be unable to take advantage of it, and was instantly knocked away by its divine power and fell to the ground.

"Change formation!"

Yan Cheng saw that Long Yang's move was extremely fast and his power was infinite. It was estimated that several people could not block this attack with sword energy, so they switched to the position of the old man in green robe and resisted Long Yang's blow.

boom!

The Five Ghosts Yinfeng Sword Formation flickered for a while, and several hills also neighed. After a few breaths, they stabilized.

"It must be killed here, this is definitely the breath of a divine beast!"

Yan Cheng looked at the golden, sacred big yellow dog with greed and excitement in his eyes.

If you get the body of a divine beast that has not yet grown up, the Yan family will soar into the sky, and there is no need to stick to this small place.

The big yellow dog held his head high and his eyes were extremely majestic, like the ruler of this world.

It stretched out its front hooves, like a golden warhorse, the horns on its head exuded a breathtaking light, and rushed forward again, it became more and more brave!

Yancheng's long sword swung out into the wind with a shrill whistling sound, a faint cold light like a meteor, straight to Longyang, and the sword qi was like a rainbow, stirring up layers of transparent ripples, like a black rainstorm in the sky, and the scene was dreary and beautiful. Absolutely, time seems to be stretched, only the surging transparent ripples show fantastic colors in the deep sea shimmer!

Long Yang's icy eyes, drawn by the fierce and dark sword energy of Yancheng, actually saw the beauty of nature that had been neglected. With an inner mystery, an inner lasting beauty.

This endless seabed is so beautiful.

I saw a transparent light wing gradually grow from Longyang's side, gradually solidify, and finally take shape.

Long Yang's speed has doubled at once!

Long Yang turned in the air, avoided Yancheng, and went straight to the old man in Qingpao!

"die!"

The golden light floated past, and under the dragon's horn, the body of the old man in green robe shattered into ashes, the blue hill exploded, and the gravel filled the sky.

"Patriarch, this kid has become faster!"

"Light Wing! It actually grew a Light Wing! What bloodline is he?"

The cyan old man's body condensed again, but without the blessing of the cyan hill, his strength was not as good as before.

There are two more!

Long Yang did not hesitate, and the speed was fast.

"This time the pivot is the blue-robed old man."

The golden light hit the blue-robed old man.

Yan Cheng stared at the incomparably dazzling golden figure, and the black long sword in his hand swung out like a leaf falling in the wind. He clearly only swung a sword, but the pure aura focused on the sword's body pierced through the water, and it flashed in the water. Out of dense sword shadows!

"Absolutely stop him, and never let the Yan family's thousands of years of foundation be destroyed by my hands!"

Yan Cheng couldn't calm down any longer. Long Yang's current speed made it difficult for him to protect his formation.

Wherever the golden light was, the blue hills shattered.

"This time it's the old man in green robe!"

The big yellow dog is majestic, and every time it strikes, it will bring gusts of wind and thunder, constantly impacting the big formation, and the sword qi leaves countless scars on its body.

"Today I want to live forever, but it's not just about stealing my life. I don't care if I can go back to heaven."

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

The golden figure pierced the body of the green-robed old man with the sword energy soaring to the sky.

The last hill collapsed suddenly.

"Now it is your turn!"

Long Yang looked at Yancheng and the purple giant mountain behind him with cold eyes. After the other four old men lost the blessing of the hill, they were already sluggish and slumped, and they could barely maintain the great formation.

Yan Cheng's eyes were on fire, and he seemed to have tears. The Yan family's thousand-year-old foundation, the four hills, were just destroyed by Long Yang's hands.

He has no face to see his ancestors, and now he has to fight to the death just to keep his family.

Even if he dies, he must keep his family and the last giant mountain.

"Longyang child, today I fought for my life, and I want you to sleep here forever!"

Yan Cheng took out a talisman, spewed a mouthful of blood essence on it, and stuck the talisman on the sword, black air permeated the entire sea area.

This is all his life essence and blood. After this battle, he will definitely die. After killing Long Yang, he will pass on the magic weapon of the purple giant mountain to future generations, so that the Yan family can still survive on this mountain.

Everything, just to keep the Yan family, the Yan family that has been passed down for thousands of years, must not be exterminated in my hands, this is the only wish of Yancheng now.

Yancheng's momentum also broke through the early days of the fairyland and came to the middle stage of the fairyland.

"You old man, you are cruel enough to yourself, I like it."

A smile appeared on the corner of Long Yang's mouth. The old man finally gained his respect when he gave up his life to defend his family.

However, to kill, or to kill.

"Come on, let me accompany you to finish this last battle!"

Long Yang turned into a human form, but his wings did not disappear. Panlong Ji was clenched in his hand, and his whole body exuded the spirit of a **** of war.

"kill!"

Yan Cheng waved the black long sword in his hand, exuding an incomparably terrifying ghost world atmosphere, like the peerless Hades in the underworld, who came to this world to claim his life.

"Break the sky with a finger!"

Dragon slaying breaks the sturdy world. After experiencing the actual combat, it is even more wonderful. The golden gun shadow cannot change in space. Every change is so smooth and natural. Like the spring breeze, it didn't bring any energy, as if countless giant tigers were poised on the top of the mountain, staring at them, blocking all the offensive routes in Yancheng.

However, Yancheng has been traversing Atlanta for hundreds of years, and has a lot of fighting experience. With the tyrannical spiritual power of the middle stage of Tianxian to oppress Long Yang, the powerful spiritual power surged out like a storm, piercing the sea water, and shaking a huge wave several feet high.

Long Yang suddenly felt a strong pressure, the sea of ​​anger surged, the spear flew, and was shot several feet away.

"As expected of the middle stage of Tianxian!"

"Come again!"

Long Yang waved his spear and faced difficulties without fear.

"Ding ding dong dong!"

At the junction of the spear and sword, a dazzling light burst out, which looks like fireworks, and is full of strong energy.

The wind and sword energy of the gun swept through the surrounding tree trunks without a trace, and the sound of wind and thunder faded away, and the dense trees that were originally rock-solid above the Zishan tilted a little bit, making a gurgling sound. In this harsh sound, the degree of collapse. It got faster and faster, and finally fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Longyang, just let you look at my "Xuanyin Sword Qi" before you die!"

Yan Cheng's sleeves swelled like drums, the long sword rolled up several shadows, and a series of dense sword qi gathered in the air as if gathering some suction, and flew towards Long Yang with a hurrah, crackling and crackling. The fiery suffocating energy suddenly exploded, and a large ball of light shone with black and purple light was gathered in front of Long Yang, and then exploded violently!

Unexpectedly, Long Yang's speed was so fast, his wings danced lightly, he ducked away, and then his spear shot out like a dragon:

"Er broken Longquan Yin!"

The golden ball of light rushed straight into Yancheng, Longyang's speed was too fast, and Yancheng couldn't react in time.

boom!

Yan Cheng suddenly felt his whole body churning with blood and blood, his eyes were shining with gold stars, and his fleshly body seemed to be turned into powder and flew out. Stay, the stone is also blackened, a piece of black scorched earth!

Yan Cheng was burned by gunfire, and his pale hair gave off an unpleasant scorching smell, but he endured the pain and moved forward desperately like a ghost, because Long Yang had already killed him like a shadow.

Long Yang shot quickly, the sky was full of spear shadows, and in the way of mercury pouring down the ground, he attacked without a gap, shaking the trees and stones next to Yancheng flying into the air.

However, Yan Cheng still dodged tenaciously, and his powerful body kept flashing out of the broken rocks and broken trees.

"Homeowner!"

Everyone in the Yan family dared not look anymore, and many of them shed tears of sadness. They have clearly seen that Yan Cheng is no longer the enemy of Long Yang. With the blessing of the wings, Long Yang's speed is extremely fast, and Yan Cheng is hardly hurt at all. to Longyang.

Yan Cheng stared at the Yan family who were covering their faces and crying, and couldn't help tears welling up in his eyes. Feeling ashamed, he tore off a piece of cloth from his blood-stained clothes, and carefully pinched the messy white hair from his forehead tightly around his forehead. In the back of his head, he roared loudly, and smashed the clothes covered with blood on his upper body with arrogance, revealing his strong muscles with scars all over his body.

"kill!"

Yan Cheng rushed to Longyang without hesitation, bravely facing his final battle, as tragic as a moth to a flame.

Long Yang's hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and he was also shocked by the indomitable old man in front of him, and he couldn't bear to start.

But Panlongji moved on its own, and a shot penetrated Yancheng's chest.

"Soldier?"

Long Yang was a little angry, looking coldly at the spear in his hand.

"The best destination for a soldier is to die on the battlefield. This is the greatest honor."

An old voice sounded, Panlong Ji trembled slightly, then the voice disappeared, and the soldiers fell into a deep sleep again.

"Hey."

There was a deep sigh in Long Yang's heart, no matter what, he was just a teenager, and he needed time to accept and understand many things.

Hundreds of Yan family disciples had tears in their eyes, their hearts were agitated, and their expressions were tragic and solemn. They all stared at the proudly standing Yancheng. The blood kept dripping from his body. , as if no one in the world can defeat him!

The yin and wind dissipated, the ghosts and spirits dissipated, and the great formation was broken.

Arrays are broken, mountains are broken, and people die.

A boundless underwater abyss suddenly appeared below the purple giant mountain, exuding the breath of the ghost world. This breath is extremely terrifying, and it is definitely not something that Longyang can resist now.

Long Yang waved his wings of light, rushed straight up, and came to a sea area that would not be affected by this boundless abyss.

The purple giant mountain shattered, and when the entire Yan family died in Yancheng, they all sank into the boundless abyss of the sea along with the broken purple giant mountain. They stretched out their hands, as if asking for help, but soon Disappeared, swallowed by boundless ghosts.

Looking at the Yan family who fell into the abyss, Long Yang's eyes were complicated. He was not a ruthless person, but since he chose the path of immortality, he was bound to be helpless.

A deep sense of powerlessness lingered in his heart, even if he was the bloodline of a divine beast, the favored son of heaven, he would still do things that he didn't want to do, and kill some people he didn't want to kill.

If he does not kill, people will kill him.

Cultivation of immortals, why in the end?

What is the way of heaven?

Heaven is killing?

Is the way of heaven standing above ten thousand people?

Long Yang left a deep question in his heart.