Why do they always want me to change my filial piety?

And their king, Xiao Jing, stared at the void with her cold eyes, pointing straight at the dark golden sword in her hand, only to see thousands of extremely bright radiances in Lincheng.

Not only Lincheng, Jincheng, Yuancheng, but also the cities in the northern border, the mountains, rivers, flowers, plants and trees in the northern border also gave off a glow.

These rays of light intertwine together, and they all gathered on the dark golden long sword of Yousha. You could vaguely see golden dragons lingering in it, sending out the sound of dragon chant that resounded throughout the world.

Xiao Jing raised her head, swung her sword, and slashed out!

The golden dragon opened his eyes, swung his huge body, rushed straight into the sky, and slammed into the cloud, smoke, sun mirror and the picture of the myriad beasts. The entire void where Lincheng was located could no longer hold it, and split like a spider web in an instant. , immediately collapsed.

In mid-air, Feng Buyun and Ge Lu's expressions became incomparably dignified, and they shot out their true energy, making the two ancestral artifacts even more powerful.

Feeling the vast power against the two ancestral artifacts, Ge Lu frowned: "Why can King Zhenbei mobilize the power of the mountains, rivers and lands in the north?"

"Yuanlong Sword is not in the hands of King Zhenbei."

Feng Buyun seemed to see something, and his eyes fell on the mountains and rivers around Lincheng: "Then there is only one explanation."

"The king of Zhenbei borrowed the power of Shanheyin!"

The founding emperor of the Dayu Dynasty used the power of the vast mountains and rivers to refine five mountain and river seals, guarding the four borders of east, west, north, south and the center of Dayu, gathering nearly half of the luck in Yuzhou.

One of them represents the northern border.

In the Northern Territory, the Xiao Clan is in charge of this mountain and river seal!

And King Zhenbei is the last king of the Xiao Clan!

"What about the Shanhe Seal?"

Ge Lu said coldly, and once again cast a spell, and the picture of ten thousand beasts spun in the void, erupting with even more terrifying power.

In the picture of ten thousand beasts, thousands of totems squirmed and directly covered the golden dragon.

"If you can capture the Mountain and River Seal, the entire northern border will be destroyed without attack."

Feng Buyun narrowed his eyes, and the revived cloud, smoke and bright sun mirror turned into a bright sun hanging high above the void, trying to kill the golden dragon.

Compared with Shanheyin, Yunyan Haori Mirror and Wanlongtu are also condensed with the power of mountains, rivers and land, but they cannot carry luck.

Shanheyin can carry and gather luck, and to a certain extent, it has surpassed the scope of ancestor artifacts.

But in the face of the two ancestral artifacts, even if Xiao Jing can use the power of Shanhe Yin, whoever wins depends on who can persist until the end.

"Lincheng will not be broken, and the northern border will not fall!"

Lu Ran took a deep breath, and exerted the "Nirvana Thunder Phoenix Sutra" to the extreme, and the flames of Nirvana soared into the sky.

His aura is no longer sluggish, but has become stronger, and the power of the soul has even returned to the half-step moon shadow field.

After Nirvana, the territory expanded!

The yin-yang gossip diagram, the sky-scarlet thunder and the nirvana phoenix flames, as well as the fierce and fierce sword rainbow that pierced the sky, all of them bombarded the two ancestral artifacts, causing ripples like a tsunami.

"I never believed in fate."

Xiao Xueqing's beautiful eyes were lingering and intertwined, and the Spring and Autumn Glazed Cup appeared again in her slender hands. When the dazzling blue flames shot up into the sky, the half-holy true spirit appeared again.

A pen appeared in his hand, and he tapped lightly on the two ancestral artifacts.

In an instant, the mountains that obscured the sun were suppressed one after another, causing the two ancestral artifacts to vibrate continuously.

At the same time, Li Shishi's (Mu Wanzhi's) eyebrows in flames lingered in red and blue light, and a beautiful Bingdi Emperor's Phoenix appeared in midair, slowly blooming.

The whole world was covered by a sea of ​​flowers, and all the petals turned into endless killing intent, covering the two ancestor artifacts.

Lu Ran held up the Phoenix Sword.

Qingyin held high in Yu Qingchan's hand, and the sword bone recovered.

As the sound of the harmony of the phoenix and the phoenix resounded through the heavens and the earth, the true spirit of the ice phoenix and fire phoenix roared out of the sword, carrying the power of ice and fire, and collided with the two ancestral artifacts.

In an instant, the two ancestral artifacts trembled crazily.

Xiao Jing, King of Zhenbei, slashed with her sword again, and another golden dragon roared out amidst the sound of dragon chant, and crashed into the two ancestral artifacts.

Feng Buyun and Ge Lu looked at each other, the sun, moon, and dao rhyme surged, all of which were submerged in the cloud, smoke, sun mirror and the picture of ten thousand beasts, countless runes poured down, and the two ancestral artifacts erupted with even more terrifying power.

Boom—boom!

In an instant, the space above the void in Lincheng collapsed, turning everything into nothingness.

The whole world seemed to be silent for a moment.

After an unknown period of time, the dazzling light dissipated.

The luster of the two ancestor artifacts on the summit of the void dimmed.

Feng Buyun and Ge Lu turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhenbei Wang Xiao Jing floated down from the void and landed on the ground. The long sword in her hand was inserted into the ground, and her breath became extremely chaotic.

Lu Ran, Xiao Xueqing, Yu Qingchan, and Li Shishi (Mu Wanzhi) also spat out a mouthful of blood, their bodies crumbling.

In this confrontation, it was obvious that both sides were hit hard.

No one expected that such a situation would arise.

Only the armies of the two camps in the field are still confronting each other.

"Withdraw!"

Ge Lu and Feng Buyun glanced at everyone in Lincheng, and finally stopped on Zhenbei King Xiao Jing, and gave an order.

Neither of them expected that King Zhenbei did not fall in the war 18 years ago, and even appeared in Lincheng.

But in the current situation, there are still a lot of defenders in Lincheng, plus the countless evil soldiers and generals, even if they can capture Lincheng, they will have to pay a very heavy price.

That kind of result is not what the two want to see.

Now, we can only retreat temporarily and find a suitable opportunity in the future.

Chapter 280 Three Shocking Killing Bureau

But when Ge Lu and Feng Buyun were about to retreat, they suddenly frowned.

As far as the eye can see, the entire plain and even this world were enveloped by a bloody light curtain at some point, and the blood mist quickly spread across the whole world, and the sound of sinister and sinister howls continued to come out, an extremely strange and shocking An oppressive atmosphere swept over.

The most important thing is that all the corpses on the plain shriveled up quickly, and the flesh and blood on their bodies was quickly drained, turning into streaks of blood-colored rainbows, which fell into the light curtain.

"They still have a backup?"

The first thing Feng Buyun and Ge Lu thought of was what the Lincheng defenders did.

Ge Lu punched out even more, and with the interweaving of the sun and the moon, the space was distorted and sunken to the extreme, but the blood-colored light curtain only trembled a few times before returning to calm.

"This formation is a bit weird!"

Although he has been severely injured now, and the strength he can use is not much, he is still tyrannical.

But even so, it didn't break the weird bloody light curtain in front of him.

hum-

Feng Buyun at the side also condensed the power of mountains, rivers and earth with the rhyme of the sun and the moon, and suddenly blasted on the bloody light curtain, but the result was still like Ge Lu.

Suddenly, blood-like threads swept out of the blood mist, piercing through the huge figures in the Yunyi Northern Barbarian United Army.

They were quickly drained without even screaming.

But the blood thread grew rapidly and became a strange thing that squirmed like a blood vessel.

The same weird scene also happened in Lincheng.

Seeing the falling figures beside him, Tan Zhao, the lord of Lincheng, turned extremely ugly: "What happened?"

At first he thought it was the formation set up by Beiman and Yunyi, but now seeing the same outside the city, he understood that it was not their doing.

Whizzing--

At this time, tens of thousands of bloody threads rushed out of the blood mist.

Lu Ran, Xiao Xueqing, Yu Qingchan, and Li Shishi (Mu Wanzhi) all shot at the same time, cutting off countless threads.

But after the broken blood line was retracted into the blood mist, it quickly swept out again.

Seeing this scene, Yu Qingchan drew his sword and slashed.

The four spirits of the sky appeared in the four corners of Lincheng, forming a four-element sword array, with thousands of sword intents cutting off the bloodlines of the unknown, smashing them to pieces.

At the same time, the four spirits of the sky opened their mouths wide, releasing an extremely powerful suction force, swallowing the blood mist inside.

But the weird scene appeared again.

The part of the blood mist that disappeared quickly re-condensed, and countless blood lines that were as dense as spider webs rushed out again.

"This blood mist is blood fiend!"

After Lu Ran let go of his spiritual perception, he understood.

Xue Fiend, he had seen Xue Fiend once when he was in the martial arts meeting of the Six Sects, and during the accident in the Qiankun Sect.

But compared to the Xuesha in front of him at that time, the Xuesha was one in the sky and the other in the ground.

Because as far as Lu Ran could perceive, almost all areas were shrouded in that blood mist.

He tried to use the supernatural power of [Dou Zhuan Xing Yi], and it turned into a black and white vortex covering thousands of miles, and an extremely powerful suction burst out, suddenly absorbing all the blood mist into his body.

As he thought, it can be refined directly.

Just when Lu Ran was about to continue refining, the phantoms of seven red dragons appeared out of thin air, swinging their huge bodies, and suddenly bumped into him amidst the thundering dragon chant.

Facing the sudden slaughter, Lu Ran could only transfer the slaughter to another area with the magical power of [Dou Zhuan Xing Shi] and the black and white vortex.

Boom!

Only a muffled sound came out, where the Yunyi Northern Barbarian coalition army was located, there were countless casualties, and blood splattered all over the sky, all of which were absorbed by the blood mist.

At this moment, Lu Ran raised his head and looked into the midair.

I saw a figure in a python robe appeared there, the robe was windless and automatic, a dazzling sun wheel was rotating behind him, and the terrifying breath made the void tremble.

He is the King of Huaiyin!

Tan Zhao, the lord of Lincheng, was full of anger and asked, "Prince Huaiyin, what exactly do you intend to do?"

Now that Lincheng has been defended, what King Huaiyin should do is to lead his army to intercept and kill, leaving Ge Lu and Feng Buyun behind.

But just now, the other party actually attacked his own people.

It's just because Lu Ziqian wiped out the blood mist a lot.

As soon as he thought of this, Tan Zhao's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he understood something: "You set up this strange formation?"

He could no longer suppress himself, and roared loudly: "This is Lincheng, how much did those monks and defenders sacrifice to defend Lincheng?"

"You actually shot at them?"

"Are you crazy?"

So many soldiers were sacrificed to defend Lincheng.

But in the end, Huaiyin King actually attacked his own people, anyone would be extremely angry.

In mid-air, King Huaiyin stood with his hands behind his back, with an extremely indifferent expression: "This king is only doing what he should do!"

"What should be done?" Tan Zhao's face was extremely ferocious: "What should be done is to set up a large formation and wantonly massacre the defenders in Lincheng?"

"Their deaths can be exchanged for Dayu's eternal peace. Can't you see which is more important?" Huaiyin King only left a word, and his figure has disappeared.

When it reappeared, it had already come behind Lu Ran, and suddenly punched out.

Fortunately, Lu Ran was prepared, and disappeared in the same place in just an instant.

At the same time, above the city wall.

A ghostly figure appeared and looked at Xiao Xueqing: "Speak to Miss!"

"The two generals of the Huaiyin Palace, Long Fault and Chen Li, led hundreds of strong men, and slaughtered everyone in Liancheng."

"And besides Lincheng, the blood-colored light curtain is covering Hecheng, Jincheng, and Yuancheng."

"As the king of the northern border, how dare you do such an inhumane thing?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Lincheng was stunned, and then they only felt a burst of anger in their hearts, their eyes were red, and they stared intently at the figure in the midair wearing a python robe.

Although Liancheng is a small city, there are more than 50 ordinary people in it, including many monks.