Chapter 1372: Six hundred and seventy six

Chapter 1372 Chapter 676: Chengzhou Enters-Chaotic War
Compared with the single-vortex yin and yang mill, now with the Void Stomach as a transit channel, Tang Luo can do more than just absorb and release.
The vortex of left hand swallowed both Yin and Yang silently, and the vortex of right hand spit out divine light. Jia Tianxia didn't expect that his assassin would appear in this form, and it was too late to avoid it.
The yin and yang two qi spiritual injuries that surpassed the three qualitative changes and were effected by the true power reached almost 250,000, which was almost an unbearable value for the fierce martial artist.
In desperation, Jia Tianxia squeezed the almost empty Dantian again, exhausted his blood, burned his soul, and flew on his right leg that was spiritualized, trying to stop him.
But the reason why the is called is that it is beyond ordinary spiritual skills. If you give Jia Tian a breath more, this one might really think of a way to survive, but the cruelty of the battle is that there is no if.
The falling black-backed divine light erased the traces of Jia Tianxia's existence, only a little bit of aura floating out, as if mourning this powerful existence.
Several Zhenfu who came to help made a huge change in their faces. They considered that Jia Tianxia would lose, but they did not expect to lose so quickly.
As the town solicitor, they naturally understand how ferocious the great protector of the Qiantian Taoist Temple is. If they fought with each other with fate, they were no match for them.
And just a few breaths of the eagle rising and falling, Jia Tianxia, ​​a master of the same level as them, died under Tang Luo's hand, which I have to say is a bit surprising.
With fear in his heart, Escape was naturally slow, and even a Zen stick who wanted to pretend to be defeated by the whirling stick was knocked into the air, rather than facing Tang Luo directly.
After all, this kind of secret technique that can return all the stunts of others is really weird and hairy, no one is willing to fight Tang Luo until the principle of this thing is figured out.
But they were unwilling, but they couldn't change Tang Luo's will. Long Xi Tianjiao, who killed Jia Tianxia, ​​didn't change his expression at all. He turned his head and rushed towards the other townsmen.
It was a bit embarrassing now. Although 10,000 people were unwilling in their hearts, they all came up. If they retreated, they would be thrown into Wang Xun's face, and they could only bite the bullet and press on.
It's just that spiritual skills are never used. After all, Jia Tianxia's tragic situation is vivid, even if they are all extraordinary cultivation bases, they don't dare to expand.
But without spiritual skills, where is the opponent of the innate Taoist body plus the fourth-rank basalt body, Tang Luo, who is incarnate as a giant of silver armor, is one opponent to four, and the thunder-yin stick of the prefecture-level treasure road is like a golden melon hammer.
Dawei Tianlong Phantom and Black Water Black Snake Phantom are entwined in his left arm for vertical and horizontal support. Coupled with the physical control beyond the top Wuzong, almost no one can beat them. They often knock their opponents far away with just one blow.
However, in the end, it is an enemy, a few calmers can seize the opportunity and take the cold to come up, but in this era of decline in physical skills and spiritual skills, the strength of the opponent’s physical body plus at most two vigor Combination, it is difficult to bring pressure to Tang Luo.
So in the scene, it was more like Tang Luo pressing four fights one by one, but this was not a simple arena after all.
When the fire department is ready for the combined attack, it is the time for the offensive and defensive transition of the battle.
Although he didn't understand the principle of Tang Luo's ability to transform the secret technique, after joining the Dutianwang Tour, this group of former casual practitioners all had a combined attack technique given by the Holy Land.
Often seven or eight people, or even more than a dozen people work together, grouped according to spiritual power characteristics, and can easily break through the shackles of three spiritual qualitative changes.
For this group of warriors, hundreds of thousands of spiritual wounds are only a numerical scale that can be achieved in one round of combined attacks.
Supernatural powers are also endurable. They don't believe that Tang Luo's is not online.
On the Chengzhou side, Mo Yuqi, the Patriarch of the Mo family, asked Chaoning, "Why does Patriarch Ning think that Tang Tianjiao's residence is here?"
The heavily armored man would rather look at the door of the spirit world without making a sound.
"The old man feels that Shicai's words are right. The ownership of the spirit world is Longzhou's internal affairs. Even if it is to fight, it is within Longzhou. And he has shown enough sincerity and attitude to Wang Xun's shot."
"The chaos is approaching, and the little spirit world is the sanctuary for all ethnic groups in Chengzhou. This is the foundation of the alliance of all ethnic groups in Chengzhou, and it is also the bottom line that cannot be given up."
"Then Chengzhou's opponent is not only the Dutianwang Xun, but also the Longxi Alliance, and even the major sects!"
Compared to Ning's unbearable confidence, Mo Yuqian seemed a little lack of confidence: "This Tang Tianjiao's strength, Patriarch Ning, just saw it."
"You can fight it!"
"Patriarch Ning is naturally fearless, but as for the others, Long Xike has Xiao Jinlin, Master of the Fire Thief! After that, there will be major sects."
Mo Yuqian's worry is also the worry of everyone in Chengzhou: "This Fang Longyuan spiritual world cannot be eaten by Chengzhou alone, and unity is the way out."
"What Patriarch Mo meant, I understand it!"
"This is not only the meaning of the Mo family, but also the meaning of all ethnic groups in Chengzhou."
Mo Yuqi and Chao Ning said in a deep voice: "The chaos is approaching, and the family's scenery is no longer. If you still want to fight alone, you will only end up miserably!"
The more powerful the warrior, the more superstitious of his own strength, the Chengzhou Tigers would rather live up to the lenient, only for the Chengzhou family. For outsiders, this is the evil tiger that will choose people at any time.
If possible, Ningbuying is really unwilling to combine with the Longxi Alliance, because he understands that once he loses the dominant position of the Alliance, many plans will fail.
But looking at Mo Yuqian's expression and the composure expressions of various families in Chengzhou, I would rather know that, in fact, I have no choice.
"The fight for the spirit world is the internal affairs of Longzhou. Chengzhou all ethnic groups listen to orders to help Tang Tianjiao drive Wang Xun out of Chengzhou!"
The fierce tiger roared, the flame-quenched giant blade was out of its sheath, and the pale golden crescent sword light soared to the sky, smashing the temporary formation of the fire department and disrupting the rhythm of a group of fire department inspections.
With the entry of the Chengzhou powerhouse, Diancangshan opened the prelude to a big melee.
The big melee of hundreds of fierce realm experts made the world tremble.
For most warriors, even if they reach the fierce state, they dare not go deep into the center of such a battlefield, and will only perform spiritual skills from a safe distance.
Therefore, those who can fight at the forefront are the strongest players on both sides.
For example, the silver armor giant with the footsteps of the basalt technique; the peerless swordsman with two hand-held blades; the Lingbao master with the top ten weapons.
Wang Xun was naturally not weak, although they were helpless against Tang Luo's invincible monsters.
However, these town solicitors are all real-world peak cultivation bases. If they are cautious, they will be able to fight back and forth against ordinary masters within a certain period of time.
I don't know whether Chengzhou's entry aroused the fighting spirit of these people, or whether they had hidden personal interests during the war.
This chaotic and orderly battle has become a see-saw stalemate inexplicably.
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