The Great Tao Chronicle

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

At the same time that the three masters burst into lore.

The Red Flood Dragon Army on the entire snowfield shouted in unison, and the earth-shattering murderous aura rose up.

In an instant, the world is dark!

The aura of the rolling soldiers slaughtered and slaughtered like a substance, shrouded the entire battlefield, and the void was filled with the evil spirit of a hundred battles.

Just a moment, An Qisheng felt that the air in the entire battlefield became heavier, and squeezed towards him from all directions.

The invisible military force has actually affected the void and disturbed the spiritual energy of the entire battlefield.

The red dragon is locked in the air!

Use the invisible army to disrupt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and to seal the way for the masters of the divine veins!

This is the method used by the Scarlet Flood Dragon to fight and kill the Divine Vein!

The so-called battle formation is like this, the so-called military force is like this!

The Qi meridian is exchanged with the aura of the heaven and the earth, and the divine meridian interferes with the spiritual energy with the divine will, but the surrounding void is filled with a military force that is so strong that it is like a substance. communication.

Even Yang Lin, Cao Tiangang, who fell from the sky, can't be an exception. The only exception is the army commander, Ji Chonghua!

Being in the battle formation, the meaning of one person runs through the meaning of the entire Red Flood Army of ten thousand people.

Under the military force, it can burst into a much stronger force than usual!

"It's dead, isn't it that there is no way to escape..."

The martial arts people who watched the battle from a distance of more than ten miles could not help but look horrified. They only felt that if they were in that position, they would be ten times stronger and doomed.

In shock, they also really felt the attitude of the court.

Once you make up your mind, there will be no slack in the slightest, no talk, no talk, and all threats will be directly killed with the momentum of thunder.

Looking at it from a distance has made people's minds sway.

Bearing the brunt of the brunt of the war, how terrifying pressure will An Qisheng, who is bound by the military force and shrouded in all murderous intentions, bear?

In just an instant, the hair on An Qisheng's body exploded, and a sense of crisis like a wave continued to surge in his heart.

Lore!

A real lore!

The situation is extremely sinister, and even if the Great Master of the Divine Veins is in this situation, it will change color.

But amid Ling Lie's killing intent, An Qisheng's expression did not change, as if all this had been expected.

In fact, the moment he set foot in Zhongzhou, he already felt the crisis that was coming.

He had already anticipated and prepared for this moment.

It's okay to avoid it when you feel the danger, but once you dodge it, his visit this time is meaningless.

"Three Divine Veins..."

An Qisheng lowered his eyebrows slowly, the red-gold spear was flat in front of him, and he was holding it in his palm with one hand.

Clothes are hunting, white hair fluttering, and the long spear buzzes and vibrates like a raptor trying to get out of trouble.

However, his figure was very stable, and he didn't seem to even vibrate at all. He seemed to be listening to the trembling of the spear, and he seemed to be comprehending the rhythm of 'God'.

On the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, it seems more and more out of place.

value at this time,

Cao Tiangang descended from the sky with a mighty palm!

Yang Lin launched an attack, the seven killing knives stirred up the situation, killing people and gods!

Ji Chonghua rode a dragon horse, and the horse and man were united, and he slashed with a knife.

The sword is like a dragon spanning several miles, and the majestic sword momentum is connected with the killing intent of the thousands of Red Flood Army cavalry, and an indescribable dazzling light erupts!

"Huh? You can't do anything, so don't resist, close your eyes and wait for death?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Ji Chonghua's eyes, and he was a little surprised.

But the light of the sword has arrived, and it can only be cut horizontally!

call!

At this moment, An Qisheng suddenly moved.

His figure stood firmly on the ground, but his arms rose, and the red-gold spear slid across the sky.

His shot was approaching the limit and slowing to the limit.

It seems to be the most common marksmanship routine, but when the spear passed by, the whistling and boiling void seemed to calm down.

The roaring Astral Wind, the wicked infuriating energy, the dazzling, ferocious sword light and palm wind all seemed to be caught in an extremely viscous liquid.

It was as if the void turned into mercury when this shot passed by!

"sucker Punch!"

In the sky, Cao Tiangang, who felt that his palm was blocked, let out a long howl.

The palms fell one after another, and the palms rolled down like a waterfall, and the countless palms instantly merged into one palm.

Taken with a bang!

"This is......"

Feeling the virtual void in front of the Seven Killing Swords, Yang Lin's pupils shrank.

The gun was raised, as if the first light of dawn pierced the night sky, dividing the white night and yin and yang.

It seems extremely slow, but in fact it is almost reaching its peak.

The shadow of the gun slowly passed by, in fact, that long spear has been swung in the sky many times!

This is not that the air has really turned into substance, but that the long spear that is about to reach its peak has already spread all over the void in a real sense in an instant!

In the light of the knives that circulated, in his eyes, he seemed to see the blazing fire-like spear outlined a large pill furnace in the sky.

He could even feel the flaming flames in the 'Pill Stove', about to spit out!

woohoo~~~

There seems to be a fire burning in the viscous void.

An Qisheng stood on the ground, swinging his spear with all his strength, and the spear violently ripped apart the air, sending out a blazing flame like a meteor piercing the sky.

This shot is the third style of Sanshou, the Bagua Furnace, which was deduced by An Qisheng and Nantianmen after slashing the Immortal Stage!

To sum up the boxing skills of the two worlds, An Qisheng has three styles of Sanshou, one style of Nantianmen, the first style, the first style of slashing the immortal stage, and the ultimate move. This style of gossip furnace is naturally the guard style!

The legendary gossip furnace is a divine object that can smelt all things in the world.

No matter how violent the beast is, if the fire in the gossip furnace is constantly burning, it will not be able to break free!

At this point in martial arts, Wanchuan returns to the current, fist is a gun, a gun is a fist, and Sanshou is a rush move!

"What kind of marksmanship is this?"

Such a thought crossed Yang Lin's mind.

The next moment, the three of them slammed down!

when!

It's like a bronze bell being struck, and the buzzing spreads everywhere!

At this moment, the expressions of Ji Chonghua, Yang Lin, and Cao Tiangang all changed.

I only feel infinite murderous intentions, true qi, like a mud cow entering the sea, swallowed by the illusory 'Pill Stove' that was outlined!

No matter how violent you are, all murderous intentions, and endless infuriating energy, you should be unable to break free from this 'Pill Stove'!

The combined attack of the three was actually blocked out!

"how is this possible?!"

Ji Chonghua's complexion finally changed!

The force of the Red Flood Army's ten thousand people is enough to disturb the spiritual energy of the void, forming a mountain-like oppression.

Under such circumstances, how could the Daoist meet the full blow of the three?

kakaka~~~

Under the scorching and dense void, An Qisheng was hunting in clothes, and his muscles and bones were under unimaginable enormous pressure, so that with his tyrannical physique, his muscles and bones made unbearable groans.

"call!"

But in the next moment, An Qi growled and screamed, and the airflow slammed heavily on the phantom of the 'Pill Stove' outlined by the gun shadow in the void.

hum~

The Dan furnace swayed, vibrated, and bounced.

Then, in the horrified expressions of the three people, the countless gun shadows were outlined, as if there was a volcanic 'Pill Stove' inside.

It exploded with a bang!

Boom!

Countless gun shadows are everywhere!

The airflow in the void was completely blown up by the ferocious attack!

The sound of the collision of gold and iron tens of thousands of times was like rolling thunder resounding in all directions, throughout the battlefield.

The earth swayed, and the earth and stones splashed, and the earth within a radius of several hundred zhang was shattered by the aftermath of the collision that was scattered vertically and horizontally.

Boom!

The earth and rocks are flying, and the wind bursts!

Everyone on the entire battlefield was horrified.

The people in the martial arts who were more than ten miles away looked up in astonishment, and saw that in the most core battlefield, countless spear shadows cut through the sky.

Like a shooting star, the burning tail flames are pulled out.

In an instant, the world seemed to change from mid-winter to scorching summer, and countless snow melted for it.

The entire battlefield seems to have turned into a flaming mountain of flames!

The gossip furnace falls, and the flame mountain comes out!

"what!"

Cao Tiangang, who descended into the sky, let out an earth-shattering roar, and a mighty True Qi burst out:

"Invincible Heavenly Gang!"

The shadows of the guns that were surging vertically and horizontally like a meteor breaking through the sky completely drowned him.

On top of the terrifying blows and his tyrannical body protection.

Under the shocking gazes of countless people, it was abruptly beaten up hundreds of meters into the air, smashing the layers of air currents, and smashing the layers of clouds!

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

With a long shrill hiss from the dragon horse, the beaten flew off the ground, and he was in mid-air, and the blood that was hot like magma had already splattered dozens of feet into the sky!

"An Qisheng!"

He fell to the ground in a daze, and Ji Chonghua, who had messed up his face, raised his sword and roared angrily.

The scarlet armor around him is full of pits and pits, the cloak has been burned by the flames, and the fireworks are extremely embarrassing.

"what!"

Yang Lin, who was the first to assassinate with a knife, was the first to receive the most ferocious impact.

Just for a moment.

His body protection gas wall has been riddled with holes by countless spear shadows.

Yang Lin's eyes were flushed red, and the unprecedented crisis of life and death exploded in his heart.

Because An Qisheng, at the same time as he let out a long howl, stepped on the ground and smashed the ground. In the rush, the spear bounced up like a dragon, swept across the sky like a semicircle, and fell diagonally.

It has changed from 'Bagua Furnace' to 'Zhanxiantai'!

When Zhanxiantai came out, Yang Lin only felt that his eyes were pitch black, like a knife hanging from his neck, and his life and death were only a line.

Under this shot, he felt a bone-chilling cold.

I only feel that from my body to my soul, every tiny place seems to be completely torn apart by this cold murderous intent~www.wuxiaspot.com~!

Zheng~

The cold, ruthless, and ruthless sword light intertwined and roared like a demonic wolf, and the murderous aura rushed into the sky. Yang Lin completely ran away.

"Seven kills of heaven and man!!"

The long knife slashed into the air, and while the killing intent was agitated, it also slashed towards An Qisheng's neck, completely ignoring the shadow of the gun that came like a half-moon, and wanted to perish with him.

Outrageously, absolutely!

The fierce will runs through the sky like a substance:

You're going to kill me, and you're going to die too!

scoff~

But the next moment, there was a soft sound.

An Qisheng straddled a hundred meters away, and on Hou Yang's spear, blood flowed on Hongying.

Behind him, Yang Lin stood with a knife.

The huge head rose into the sky with blood, flying very high, very high.