King of the Fairy City

The war is about to break out, and the tense and heavy atmosphere makes the surrounding air seem to freeze, making people unable to breathe.

Several of the strongest Yuanying generation members of the Kunpeng Divine Sect's Human Tribe had glaring eyes, gathering their magic power, and were ready to take action at any time, without giving in to each other.

At this moment, a sound broke through the air, and two identities flew in at the same time.

Xiao Jianyun and others couldn't help but feel secretly angry. They turned around to see the face of the visitor, and their anger immediately dissipated. The visitor was none other than the only two venerables in the team at this moment: Dou Qiling and the woman in palace clothes.

Seeing this, Xiao Jianyun and others, although they felt secretly resentful, dared not speak out in anger.

"You just go ahead and grab it. Unless the Golden Crow King is out of control, I won't use my great powers."

The clear voice of the woman in palace clothes is singing, like orchids in the empty valley, which makes people feel at ease involuntarily.

To these juniors in the Nascent Soul stage, the woman in palace attire obviously did not intend to explain that much. After saying a sentence, she looked at the Golden Crow King and Ji Yang Dao Lu and stopped talking.

The others saw that there was nothing they could do. Fortunately, the Golden Crow King said that the women in palace clothes did not bother to compete with them, but this Jiyang Dao Furnace was a good thing that several other Golden Crow Kings would not exchange. It was enough to serve as a suppressor for a top wealthy clan. The treasure of the clan is extremely precious. Not to mention the venerable people, even the royal family behind them will rob it at all costs.

Since you can't change the decision of the woman in palace clothes, let's fight for it!

Xiao Jianyun and others no longer worried, and have decided to use their strongest means to compete with this mysterious woman in palace clothes. With the venerable cultivation level, they are not opponents. Are they also in the Nascent Soul stage?

All of them are kings of the same realm. The arrogance engraved in their bones makes them not afraid of any opponents of the same realm. So what about the venerable ones? It's just a fight.

The Kunpeng Divine Sect was ready, and on the other side, the Golden Crow King Di Hao also felt the seriousness of the situation at this moment.

It is very sure that any one of these people can be like it, one against three. Although it is difficult to kill, it is definitely not a good opponent.

But now, with such a group of people gathering together to deal with it, its situation is already in danger. Even with the Jiyang Dao Furnace in hand, it is impossible to stop so many fierce people.

After all, the Jiyang Dao Furnace is sealed, and its power is not far different from that of top-notch magical magical weapons. The only difference is that the flames in it are very powerful, and small magical defensive magical weapons cannot withstand it for long, but this does not What's the use?

Seeing this, the other three-legged Golden Crows screamed anxiously, and their attacks became more and more frenzied. They kept breaking through, trying to aid their king.

However, they were originally smaller in number than the other side, and every monk on the other side was not weaker than them. After a simple siege, they were trapped tightly. No matter how they rushed left and right, they could not break out of the encirclement. They could only stand in front of them. I'm anxious in the distance.

"You evil beast, I say it again. If you surrender obediently, I will leave you a way to live. If not, the entire Golden Crow clan will be buried with you!"

Dou Qiling still did not forget to make harsh threats at this moment, trying to shake the mind of King Jinwu.

The Golden Crow King just glanced at him coldly. The Jiyang Dao Furnace floated in front of him and slowly rotated. From the invisible gaps, wisps of purple haze overflowed, ready to go.

"Rumble--"

Suddenly, a piercing sound of wind and thunder spread, and a brilliant aurora shot out like an electric wave. The sound of tearing the air was like the roar of thunder. The sound was astonishing and it penetrated straight through.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly. The aurora, which was as brilliant as a meteor, turned out to be a shining silver arrow. A frightening phantom appeared around the arrow, including human monks with astonishing momentum and strange shapes. The sage of the demon clan, a powerful ghost clan with a sinister aura, screams and cries around the arrows, and the demonic sound fills his ears. Even the monks may go crazy with fear when they see this scene, it is extremely terrifying.

At the same time, the originally gloomy sky became darker. The sultry world actually had the illusion of cooling down at this moment, and fine snowflakes actually appeared in the void!

As soon as the silver arrow was shot out, the killing force was shocking and the situation changed!

"Shiwu Arrow! Ling Qianxi has taken action, this lineage is still so terrifying!"

Xiao Jianyun and others couldn't help but feel a bit of fear in their eyes.

The arrow's light is like a shooting star, fleeting and gone; the castration is like thunder, coming in an instant.

If there was anyone present who had the deepest impression of this arrow, it was none other than the Golden Crow King.

Facing this arrow, the Golden Crow King wanted to dodge, but found that he had been locked by a terrifying energy, giving it a terrible feeling that no matter how to dodge and escape, it was useless. Furthermore, the speed of this arrow was too fast. , not giving it time to react at all. There was an idea of ​​​​avoidance in my mind, but my body couldn't keep up with the reaction...

How long has it been, how long has it been since I felt like this, a hundred years? millennium?

I haven't felt like this in a long time. It was like being completely crushed. Although I could vaguely catch the trajectory of the arrow, my body didn't react at all.

boom!

The silver arrow hit the outer wall of the Jiyang Tao Furnace hard, making a loud noise that shook thousands of miles. Amidst the excitement of mana and spiritual energy, the phantoms of ghosts and gods continued to howl miserably, and thousands of ghost claws continued to explore the Jiyang Tao Furnace, seeming to want to kill them. It's the same as cracking.

It's a pity that a great magic weapon is a great magic weapon after all. This arrow failed to compete with one strike, and it immediately shattered into a brilliant silver light that filled the sky and disappeared.

"pity."

Ling Qianxi, the descendant of King Shijian, said with regret, his bright and penetrating eyes becoming even hotter.

"Save it, your archery skills are not perfect yet."

The descendants of the Blood King sneered disdainfully, unfolded their blood robes, and turned into a red blood shadow and flew out.

The others looked at each other, and no one was willing to fall behind, and they all rushed forward.

They knew very well how terrifying the Blood King's lineage was, and they were best at using the blood of living beings. Such evil magic was the most amazing on the battlefield.

Of course, in a one-on-one fight, the magic of this lineage was also extremely feared. If they were not injured, it would be fine. Once they were injured, it meant that they would face countless strange magics from the monks of this lineage, which was hard to defend against and the most troublesome.

It was good that the Golden Crow King was not injured at the moment. If he was injured, it would be easy to be severely injured by Liu Dao's strange magic, and they naturally could not sit idly by.

Liu Dao slapped his storage bag, and a bloody light appeared between his palms. Then a triple sickle appeared in Liu Dao's hand, and its speed suddenly soared, much faster than others. He quickly approached the Golden Crow King and urged the sickle magic weapon to attack fiercely.

Xiao Jianyun made a sword gesture with his hands, raised his finger to the sky, and the purple-gold sword box on his back suddenly soared into the sky, and shattered into thousands of lights in mid-air. Then, under the mysterious traction, it quickly reassembled. In less than a breath, the purple-gold sword box had turned into a sharp flying sword.

Huang Wuji, a descendant of the Wu Wang lineage, showed his power with the "Divine Martial Art", a branch of the "Immortal Battle Body". His body seemed to have no change, but with the "Shengwu Po" fighting skills, his whole body was steaming with red blood. With each palm knife, the Jiyang Dao furnace was constantly shaking. Looking at the power of his explosion, it was not inferior to Ling Qianxi's silver arrows!

The Ice King's descendant danced wildly in a white veil, her three thousand black hairs turned into snow silk in an instant, hundreds of spells were cast in an instant, and one hundred and eight ice crystal mirrors appeared in the void, covering King Jinwu in them. Then, majestic white light gushed out, and countless ice spears, ice arrows, and icebergs rushed out of the ice mirrors. The scene was like the end of the world.

…

Several nearly invincible existences among the Nascent Soul cultivators attacked together. The scene was too terrifying, and King Jinwu's face changed instantly.

Faced with such a violent and fierce attack, King Jinwu did not dare to fight back. His wings slapped out a large number of spell runes, controlling the Jiyang Dao Furnace hanging above his head, causing the Jiyang Dao Furnace to drop thousands of purple clouds, like a waterfall, guarding King Jinwu tightly.

Dangdangdang!

Boom boom boom!

The brilliant light of the spells and the loud noises of the magic weapons shone together, creating a terrifying scene that made the Kunpeng Divine Sect monks and the three-legged golden crows who were watching the battle from afar pale and terrified.

Although the Jiyang Daolu is a great magic weapon, it has been sealed after all, and has lost most of its spirituality. Even the weapon spirit has fallen into a deep sleep. The only thing that exceeds the magic weapons of the same level is its sturdiness.

Even so, under the bombardment of many terrible spells and magic weapons, the Jiyang Daolu still shook violently, as if it would be knocked aside at any time, which made King Jinwu nervous.

"Duh!"

"Go!"

Two light shouts came to kill, and it turned out that Dou Qiling and the woman in palace dress attacked together!

Dou Qiling is a cultivator from the lineage of the King of Talismans. His magic weapon is a pure black and matte magic pen. He began to carve in mid-air, swiping, pecking, tapping, and slashing. His strokes were as sharp as a knife, opening and closing. In a blink of an eye, he drew a mysterious rune, which turned into a strange snake half the size of a mountain, and pounced on it.

The woman in palace dress took off the snow-white gourd between her hair, shouted delicately, and threw it into the sky with a shake of her hand.

The gourd swelled in the wind, emitting an extremely terrifying extreme cold force, as heavy as a billion kilograms, suppressing it in the air, colliding with the Jiyang Dao furnace, and actually entangled this great magic weapon.

The white jade gourd was used for defense when the woman in palace dress entered the tunnel, but it was almost destroyed. Naturally, it could not exert the power of a great magic weapon at this time, and there was no worry that it would be suppressed and destroyed.

For a time, King Jinwu was in a panic and could only rely on the Jiyang Dao furnace to block the offensive of the cultivators.

Even so, King Jinwu could not resist.

Under the siege of many powerful cultivators, Jiyang Daolu was soon shaken, and the flowing purple haze flickered, and could no longer completely protect King Jinwu.

Lan Muqiu and Ling Qianxi, who were waiting for an opportunity in the distance, would never miss such a good opportunity. Immediately, a nearly transparent wind blade and a silver arrow were shot at the same time, and the terrible power shook the dark clouds in the sky!

Puff!

"Ying——"

The cry with unwillingness and resentment shook the nine heavens, and a burst of golden blood gushed out like a spring, sprinkled on the ground, burning and melting the hard rocks!

"King!"

"Brother!"

The wailing rang out one after another, like the blood of a cuckoo, making many Kunpeng Divine Sect cultivators change their faces wildly.

"Fight with them and escort the king out!"

A three-legged golden crow had a vicissitudes of life voice, and its golden feathers had become withered and yellow. It was an old golden crow, and it roared in grief and anger.

"Not good! Be careful!"

Hearing the old golden crow's roar, even the palace-dressed woman and Dou Qiling's faces suddenly changed, and they felt that it was not good. Without thinking, they put away their magic tools and retreated quickly. At the same time, they said to the Kunpeng Divine Sect cultivators who were originally besieging other golden crows in the distance: "Resist with all your strength, otherwise our lives will be in danger!"

Before the voice fell, the world shook violently like a tattered scroll, and the sound was deafening. At the same time, a terrible spiritual power storm swept in all directions.

The three-legged golden crow began to self-destruct!

"Mad man!"

How could Xiao Jianyun and others dare to stay any longer? While cursing inwardly, they propped up the magic shield and fled quickly in the direction of their own sect cultivators.

Boom, boom, boom...

One after another, the loud noises shook the world. More than a hundred three-legged golden crows in the Nascent Soul stage exploded one after another. It was extremely violent, like a storm like a doomsday disaster. The Kunpeng Divine Sect monks worked together to support an invisible magic shield defense line to resist this crisis.

The magic shield supported by three or four hundred Nascent Soul monks was very powerful. However, the power of the self-explosion of more than a hundred top demons in the Nascent Soul stage was even more terrifying. The spiritual storm was like the death sickle of the ghost saint, which made the backs of the monks of the Divine Sect cold and forced them to retreat again and again.

Under such a terrifying self-explosion, not only the Kunpeng Divine Sect monks were uncomfortable, but the remaining golden crow demons were not much better. They were all severely damaged by the storms, and even died on the spot. They could only fight for a breath and quickly detonate the Nascent Soul.

In a blink of an eye, the Kunpeng Divine Sect monks had been forced to retreat tens of thousands of miles, but the explosions continued, with a few vague roars from time to time, and the hatred was shocking.

It took a full quarter of an hour for the self-explosion to stop.

At this time, the Kunpeng monks withdrew the magic shield, and the next moment, they were shocked by the horrifying scene in front of them. From here to the Golden Crow's nest, hundreds of thousands of mountains were flattened, and there were deep pits all the way. Wisps of green smoke could be seen rising...

"The Golden Crow...really fought to the death?"

In the silent atmosphere, someone suddenly uttered a sentence, which made everyone's scalp tingle again.