Five Elements Heaven

A hundred miles away from the defense line, the Ministry of Spirits who had temporarily camped was inexplicably excited.

The probing of Kunlun Tianfeng and Duanmu Huang just now was immediately caught by the engrossed God Sacrifice.

Sir, [Firework Lock] is very effective!

He Nanshan was always paying attention to the effect of the fireworks lock, with a heart in his stomach, but his face did not show joy. He said in a deep voice: Don't be too happy too early, the other party is just testing. Can you stop the Windmill Sword? You won’t know until you try it.”

The priest is full of confidence: There is no way the Windmill Sword can break through the [Firework Lock]!

Fireworks lock the sky.

In order to deal with the Windmill Sword of Thunder Sword, the Ministry of Spiritual Gods racked their brains and put forward more than two hundred plans. And [Firework Lock] is the best solution selected from these two hundred solutions.

For example, the ability to withstand thunder. Thunder is the nemesis of blood cultivation and has almost no solution. He Nanshan and the others were unable to completely eliminate the threat of thunder, but [Firework Lock]'s ability to withstand thunder was greatly enhanced.

The morale of the Spiritual God Department has been greatly boosted, and they are eager to avenge their previous humiliation.

The harassment from the Thunder Sword was overwhelming, but they had no choice but to do anything, and they suffered a lot. Being able to be a coward for so long is a great shame and humiliation for this group of arrogant warriors, and they have long been holding back a fire in their hearts.

A petal floating past He Nanshan's eyes suddenly shattered and turned into a wisp of smoke.

He Nanshan's pupils shrank and he murmured: Here he comes!

The officers and soldiers of the Ministry of Spirituality kept silent at the same time, full of expectation.

Just now it was just a test from the other side, and next is the time to see the real chapter. After fighting for so long, the gods have no intention of looking down upon them at all, and the opponent's strength is definitely not inferior to them. Any slightest bit of contempt may bring disaster to them. The annihilation of the entire army of the Divine Wolf is a lesson learned from the past.

Puff puff.

The sound of petals breaking was very slight.

But when countless flower petals flying all over the mountains and fields shattered at the same time, countless tiny shattering sounds gathered together, and the scene was extremely spectacular. The gods and soldiers were trembling inexplicably, and the hairs all over their bodies stood up, as if tiny electric currents were spreading and exploding on their skin.

Countless red smoke exploded in the air, like countless red flowers blooming.

There is no wind in the wilderness, and the air is as quiet as solid. However, the red smoke that had just exploded invariably drifted towards the Yuanxiu defense line, drawing bright red diagonal lines in the air.

They came so fiercely that in the blink of an eye, the wild sky was covered.

They left so quickly that in the blink of an eye, the sky became clear again and the wilderness became empty again.

He Nanshan closed his eyes tightly and carefully felt everything happening a hundred miles away. He knew very well that dealing with the Windmill Sword was a difficult problem they had to solve. Otherwise, they would always be shrouded in the shadow of the Windmill Sword, trembling in the overwhelming roar of the sword. What’s even more frightening is that if the Windmill Sword is promoted on a large scale, the Kingdom of God will be even more passive.

Come on, Windmill Sword!

He screamed silently in his heart, a flame burning, and his fighting spirit was high. He was mentally prepared. The damage caused by the Windmill Sword must be astonishing, and the Thunder Sword's counterattack must be extremely violent. But he believed that the [Fireworks Lock] would be able to withstand the impact of the Windmill Sword and consume its violent and astonishing power. It would be like an airtight and unbreakable net, entangling and trapping the ferocious beast of the Windmill Sword.

The final victory must be their Ministry of Spirits... Hmm!

Something doesn't seem right...

Windmill Sword...

wrong! Not a windmill sword!

He Nanshan opened his eyes suddenly, and his deep eyes, which usually showed no emotion or anger, now showed inexplicable panic and confusion.

The shrill scream of a priest rang in his ears, breaking the silence.

Large streams of blood spurted out from the mouth of the priest, covering the white and luxurious priest robe. His usually graceful and elegant face was twisted and ferocious. His eyes were full of fear, as if he had seen a devil from hell. He screamed incoherently. : No! It's not the windmill sword! It's not the windmill sword...

The group of black swords rushed into the wilderness, like a group of ferocious black sharks rushing into the bloody ocean.

There were many black swords, but they were nothing compared to the smoke that covered the sky. If you look down from a high altitude, you will find a huge red monster covering the earth. It is slowly crawling towards the windmill sword.

What the soldiers on the defense line could see in their eyes was that the blood-colored smoke was getting thicker and thicker, as if it were real, and now it was so vivid that it even seemed to ooze blood. More and more smoke is continuously gathering from all directions.

It was a hundred times more spectacular than the scene of Kunlun Tianfeng and Duanmu Dusk's test just now!

Just when everyone thought the fight between the bloody smoke and the black sword was about to begin, a surprising scene happened.

The bright and vivid smoke actually dropped droplets of bright red blood, like a saturated cumulonimbus cloud.

There were more and more drops of blood.

It was raining in the sky, and it was raining red blood.

A rain of blood fell from the sky like a curtain, covering the wilderness. Soon, the rain became heavier and heavier, turning into a heavy rain. It was as if a big wound had been cut in the sky, which was indescribably weird.

What's even more weird is that the black sword is suspended vertically in the torrential rain of blood, with the tip of the sword facing down, as dense as a forest, motionless.

When a large amount of blood dripped near the Black Sword, it suddenly seemed to lose all weight and floated around the Black Sword Forest like a feather. The blood drops turned into large or small round blood beads, bright and clear.

The number of blood drops increased at an alarming rate. When the last drop of blood fell, there was no longer a wisp of smoke in the sky. The blue sky appeared above everyone's heads again, and the empty wilderness once again appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The number of blood beads around the black sword forest is extremely astonishing. They are densely packed and countless. The edge extends to five or six miles away, like a bloody galaxy stretching across the night sky.

Clang!

A sword cry came from the sword forest, and they began to rotate slowly.

The airtight blood beads around the sword forest seemed to be driven by invisible forces and slowly rotated.

It's like the stars and rivers are turning around, like the stars circling the moon.

The indescribable vast aura spread like ripples, and fine ripples appeared on the surface of the round and clear blood beads, like lake water wrinkled by the wind.

Wisps of faint black smoke began to rise from the surface of the blood beads.

The black smoke was very strange, disappearing as soon as it appeared. The black smoke produced by such a large number of blood beads was unable to form a smoke screen. Compared with the blood-colored smoke that covered the sky just now, it seemed like another extreme.

The blood beads shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and some completely turned into black smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Some blood beads were left with a silver shimmer.

The small shimmer is as fine as sand and dust, and even the weak ones are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The larger shimmers, about the size of a grain of rice, have a soft shimmer.

The sparse spots of light were really shabby compared to the astonishing scale of the bloody galaxy just now.

But the soft and pure scent was completely different from the sweet and weird scent just now.

A melodious sword cry sounded from the black sword forest.

Large and small light spots, when they heard the sound of the sword, were like soldiers who heard the order, they all rushed towards the sword forest.

The black forest composed of more than 10,000 black swords is like a void that swallows everything, swallowing up light spots of all sizes. The light spot flying into the sword forest was quickly swallowed by the black sword.

Everything happened so fast.

When everyone came to their senses, all the smoke, rain of blood, and spots of light had disappeared, leaving only the forest of black swords suspended in mid-air.

The black forest of swords trembled slightly and disintegrated. They turned into a swimming dragon and circled around for a while before returning to the windmill sword.

Those who witnessed this scene had a vague illusion that these black swords were like wild beasts that were still hungry and had not had enough to eat. They looked around and could not find new prey before returning in frustration.

Doo doo doo!

Like rain hitting the banana trees, the black swords filled the sword tower again. The position of each black sword is exactly the same as before.

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Duanmuhuang's eyes widened, as if his eyeballs would fall to the ground at any time. What the hell is this?

Kunlun Tianfeng was stunned, what kind of swordsmanship is this? Why can't you understand it at all?

Ai Hui rubbed his nose in embarrassment. He did not expect this to be the case. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Shi Xueman covering his mouth with his small hand, his face full of shock and disbelief. He felt secretly happy again, coughed lightly and prepared to say something powerful: That...

A sudden sound suddenly sounded, startling Ai Hui.

Tremendous cheers echoed throughout the defense line.

Ai Hui smiled and made a departure gesture towards the excited Shi Zhiguang.

Windmill Sword, let’s go!

The camp of the gods was now in deathly silence, and the soldiers looked dejected. Several priests fell in a pool of blood, some with their eyes wide open, and some with horrified faces, but almost all of them had lost their breath. Only one priest was still breathing.

In order to be able to sense and control the [Firework Lock] to a certain extent, these priests were selected and left their own soul imprints on the [Firework Lock].

The [Firework Lock] was broken, and they suffered backlash on the spot and their life was cut off.

The only surviving god priest, his face was pale, his pupils were dilated, his expression was confused and frightened, and he was mumbling hysterically.

Your Majesty, it's your Majesty...

In the dead silence, his voice was so clear that the whole camp could hear it.

Unknown fear spreads, the camp begins to commotion, the expressions of the soldiers begin to become strange, doubtful, fearful...

Snapped.

A combat boot stepped on the head of the priest, and the priest's head exploded like a watermelon, and the hysterical voice stopped abruptly.

He Nanshan's face was as sinking as water: My evil words have deceived the public, and I shall be punished for my crime!

His sharp gaze slowly swept across the entire camp. Wherever his gaze passed, the soldiers lowered their heads with shame on their faces.

He Nanshan snorted coldly: If His Majesty were here, I would definitely have your heads chopped off because of how ugly you were just now!

Everyone's faces turned red and they were even more ashamed.

He Nanshan's face turned pale, and a stern look flashed in his eyes: The enemy is coming, all prepare for battle!

Everyone raised their heads, the fear and fear just now disappeared without a trace, and they responded loudly with fighting spirit: Yes!