Godly Dragon Guard

"Oh no, it's the Ancient Spiritual Treasure!"

Wang Wenshan, who was fighting, looked at the fierce signs in the sky, his old face changed color instantly, and he couldn't help shouting.

Only genuine ancient spiritual treasures can trigger such amazing signs!

Wang Wenshan had always been curious about what kind of treasure Zhang Daoling and the other five people were activating, so it was so time-consuming and labor-intensive? Unexpectedly, what I was most worried about happened.

That ancient scroll turned out to be a genuine ancient spiritual treasure! Wang Wenshan stood stunned on the spot as if his forehead had been hit by a hammer.

Yunjian Continent has not seen a prehistoric spirit treasure for tens of thousands of years. How can there be a genuine prehistoric spirit treasure in Beilu? Wang Wenshan found it difficult to accept this fact.

"Boom!"

The whirlpool of dark clouds in the sky grew larger and larger, covering a thousand miles in the blink of an eye, blocking the sky and the sun, and causing thunderous snakes to surge.

In an instant, the border battlefield turned from a scorching day to pitch black, with the sky and the ground dark, like the middle of the night. The strong wind is like a sharp sword, blowing on people and making a hunting sound.

Everyone in the battlefield stopped fighting for a moment and looked up at the sky, showing expressions of shock and sluggishness.

Zhang Daoling and other five Nascent Soul stage monks who activated Hetu Luoshu were sweating all over as they fired the last burst of spiritual power towards the ancient scroll in the sky.

Because the five people had activated Hetu Luoshu for a long time, the spiritual power in their bodies was almost exhausted.

As the signs spread, a large number of spiritual inscriptions appeared on the surface of the ancient scroll, and the scroll began to slowly unfold.

There was a loud "boom", and a thick white beam of light rushed out of the scroll, shooting directly into the center of the dark cloud vortex in the sky. Immediately afterwards.

The dark cloud vortex rotated at high speed, and the spiritual energy of the five elements of heaven and earth from all directions was drawn into the vortex crazily!

Suddenly, a huge golden fireball suddenly descended from the vortex.

The flames on the outer layer of the fireball gradually disappeared, and inside was a magnificent beast with a dragon's head and a horse's body, covered in golden flames, with sharp claws and wings, and dazzling red-gold scales all over its body.

"Kirin!"

Everyone's eyes widened and they were shocked.

The famous Qilin is a top-level true spirit that is only slightly lower than the true dragon and phoenix. Even the most retarded immortal cultivator can recognize Qilin.

Wang Wenshan and Zhuang Han, two late-stage Nascent Soul monks, were so frightened that they gasped in horror. Even if they were beaten to death, they would never have imagined that Zhang Daoling could actually summon Qilin!

"Roar!"

The fire unicorn opened its dragon head, looked up to the sky and roared. The roar shook the sky and spread thousands of miles around.

This overwhelming momentum and sense of oppression are definitely not condensed by illusions or illusions, but a real entity!

"Qilin, this is Qilin! Leader Zhang and the others summoned Qilin!"

"Haha, Hokuriku will definitely win!"

Some Hokuriku monks on the battlefield roared with joy.

Fengyue Laomo and other Beilu Yuanying monks who were originally worried about the battle also looked happy. Zhang Daoling was indeed reliable and did not deceive them!

Donglin people's hearts skipped a beat, and they stared at the fire unicorn in the sky, hoping that this unicorn was fake.

"Don't panic, that's just a false phantom of Qilin. It's impossible for a strange beast like Qilin to come to the human world!" Wang Wenshan roared through gritted teeth, with a sound like thunder that could travel hundreds of miles.

After saying this, Wang Wenshan felt a little scared. After all, it is also a fantasy beast summoned by the ancient spirit treasure, and its strength will not be weak no matter how you think about it.

"Whether it is true or not, everyone in the Eastland Continent will know after a moment of experience."

Zhang Daoling said expressionlessly.

The wings on the back of the fire unicorn suddenly fluttered, and a huge amount of spiritual pressure rose into the sky. A dense rain of fire suddenly condensed in the sky, like dazzling meteors.

The scorching air flow instantly covered the surroundings of the battlefield, and the extremely high temperature could burn the monk's body. The monks in the battlefield opened their spiritual shields one after another to resist the overwhelming and terrifying heat wave.

The fire unicorn roared, and fire rain fell from the sky, which was tantamount to a large-scale fire attack!

Although the summoned fire unicorn has no consciousness, it can distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. The fire rain only attacked Donglin monk, and its speed was astonishingly fast, catching people off guard.

"Boom boom boom!"

It was as if countless red pops fell from the sky, and dense rain of fire fell.

The Nascent Soul stage monks can barely withstand the erosion of the fire rain, but the pill forming stage monks have no ability to withstand this level of attack. In an instant, nearly half of Donglin's Danjie monks were burnt to dregs by the fire and died.

Several early Yuanying monks in the east were also injured by the rain of fire.

A casual long-distance attack has such terrifying power, and the danger of this fire unicorn is too terrifying. The scalps of Donglin people were numb, and they all showed frightened and horrified expressions.

Wang Wenshan gritted his teeth. He could tell that the spiritual power of this fire unicorn was only at the late Nascent Soul stage, but its use of spiritual power was unfathomable and had already reached the level of the God Transformation stage.

"Leader, this fire unicorn is probably a projection clone summoned by the guys from the Hokuriku using prehistoric spiritual treasures. It's very tricky! What should we do?" The strong man didn't know when he had arrived next to Wang Wenshan, and he said anxiously. asked.

Wang Wenshan's old face twisted, and he yelled through the voice: "It's just a projection clone, it may not be impossible to deal with! Let the three elders set up a yellow sand formation to trap this beast, and we will find another way!"

The strong man immediately sent a message to the three elders of Donglin who were on the battlefield. The three elders of Donglin responded with a few words, their faces as pale as dirt.

The strong man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he immediately sent a message to Wang Wenshan: "Leader, I'm afraid it's not possible! The third elder said that in order to deal with that Shen Lang, he deployed a yellow sand formation just now, and the formation was broken. The third elder said He was also injured. Now they won't be able to re-deploy the Yellow Sand Formation for a while..."

"A bunch of trash!"

Wang Wenshan became angry with shame.

There is no other way. If this Qilin cannot be controlled, this battle will be lost.

Wang Wenshan also risked his life and directly ordered several Nascent Soul Stage monks to attack the Fire Qilin.

…

The golden roc has arrived at the barren mountain south of the St. Mark Canyon. It is on the outskirts of the canyon, and the wandering space cracks and innate divine light of separation and union are relatively thin.

After the innate magnetic light array in St. Mark Canyon was destroyed that day, the space cracks and the innate clutching light still existed in the canyon. The space in the center of the canyon was completely shattered and became a desperate place.

As for the world-destroying black flame left by the black dragon, it has long been burned out and absorbed by the space.

The entire canyon is barren, with barren hills only on the periphery. Due to the sporadic space cracks and the cover of the innate clutching light, this place is an excellent hiding place.

The cold poison on Shen Lang's body has not been driven away, and he is no longer able to fly further.

"Shen Lang, you are too seriously injured, don't be brave, we will stop here, there is no need to fly forward!" Su Ruoxue shouted through gritted teeth.

"good."

Shen Lang also knew the current situation, so he had no choice but to lower his escape light and fly towards the barren mountains, looking for a suitable hiding place.