Vol 2 Chapter 698: Attack the Feather Demons

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The thirty-three-day treasure is flashing, and the fire of creation is burning.

The grey mark disappeared little by little.

After three days, the gray mark completely disappeared.

The divine soul turned into a stream of light and entered the flesh. Emperor Turin opened his eyes with a tired look on his face, but there was a flash of joy and a touch of excitement in his eyes.

"Thank you so much!"

Turin the Great said, "I just got rid of the slave mark, my soul has also been severely damaged, and I still need to cultivate. I need to enter the retreat to cultivate my injuries, and I can't talk to you more. This token is left to you, as long as It's not something that is too much, no one will make it difficult for you!"

"With this token, it is immediately safe and worry-free!"

As he said that, he handed over a golden token with the imprint of the six-winged demon on it, and a trace of immortality flashed out from the token, suppressing the void.

After explaining some things, Turin the Great disappeared.

"interesting!"

Lu Xuanji got the token and felt a heavy trust in the token.

The Great Emperor Turin, who can reach the present step by step, become the power of the ninth level of transcending tribulation, and become the master of the Feather Demon Clan, is first-class and powerful in terms of IQ and means. This token is used to win over him, and the price to pay is not too big.

Lu Xuanji said, "What a pity!"

The figure flashed and left the palace.

Quietly, he entered a manor.

The manor is located in the northwest of the city. The terrain here is extremely remote, and there are no luxurious furnishings. Some are just a few simple trees and some courtyards. Around the manor, lines of formations undulate up and down, as if water waves are flowing and changing around.

When he arrived at the villa, Lu Xuanji exuded a breath of air.

The formation of the manor seemed to sense something.

Automatically make way for a gap.

In the gap, a woman appeared. She was wearing a white dress with tiny flowers embroidered on it. The long dress was wrapped around her exquisite and graceful body, with a high chest and a waist. Still slender, buttocks full.

Standing there, slender, with indescribably graceful and graceful curves.

The face is like autumn water, the eyes are charming, and there is endless amorous feelings in the circulation. The face is as delicate as baby skin, without any rouge gouache embellishment, but it is more beautiful and moving than any rouge gouache embellishment.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, the phoenix eyes are shining, the slender Qiong nose, the cherry-like mouth is red, the slender snow neck is like a swan, the jade legs are extraordinarily slender and straight, and the whole body exudes extravagance, holy, elegant, intellectual .

Behind her, there are a pair of golden wings, and the long golden hair is scattered on her shoulders, which looks unique.

Shi Xue looked at the man in front of him, a flash of excitement flashed, and eagerly stepped forward and hugged him directly.

Shi Xue closed her eyes and said, "Husband, I miss you!"

Lu Xuanji said, "I miss you too, I miss you very much!"

Shi Xue said: "Husband, where have you been recently, why can't I find you, I used the token to send you messages many times, but why didn't you respond!"…

Lu Xuanji sighed. He didn't want to lie, but facing his woman, he had to lie, and said, "Xue'er, there are some things I don't want to tell you, but I have to. Not long ago, I entered a In the secret realm, he successfully entered the realm of Dao, but he also offended some people accordingly!"

"Not long ago, when I was out of the customs, the Great Turin summoned me and asked me to remove the slave mark for him!"

Talking and talking, focusing on some things, but for some things, it is a subconscious choice.

Shi Xue listened, her mind fluctuating. A flash of despair flashed in his eyes: "So it is, the so-called eight saints are the eight slaves. Our eight saints seem to have a high status, but they are pitiful and ridiculous in nature. In front of the undead, there is no dignity. Word!"

Lu Xuanji said: "I have already untied the slave seal for my father-in-law, and my father-in-law is recovering from an injury. After a period of time, he will return to his peak..."

Shi Xue said worriedly: "Husband, if you break the slave seal, the undead devil will know, what do you think the undead devil will choose?"

Lu Xuanji froze for a moment, his uneasiness increased, and said, "Unlocking the slave seal means losing its bondage. It means that the Feather Demon Race is no longer under the control of the undead demon. If you go down, you will definitely kill the Feather Demons to be discouraged and deter some existences!"

Shi Xue said, "Then what do you think will happen to the Emperor Father?"

Lu Xuanji said, "Father, I will choose..."

The more he analyzed it, the more uneasy he felt, and the more fear he felt in his heart.

Shi Xue sighed and said, "Husband, we are not safe here. The Feather Demons are not safe, and Turin City is not safe... Let's leave quickly!"

As if thinking of something, Shi Xue's footsteps flickered and he began to run.

Lu Xuanji followed closely behind and started running.

The golden light was flickering, Shi Xue was already at the cultivation base, the cultivation base was strong, and the flight speed was extremely fast.

After flying continuously, flying for three consecutive days, the Buddha finally arrived at the periphery of the Feather Demon Clan's territory.

Lu Xuanji comforted: "Xiaoxue, the situation won't get worse like that..."

Shi Xue said, "Look, they're already here!"

Lu Xuanji looked up and saw that the sky became black and pressed, and one black cloud appeared one after another, continuously swept in, squeezed above the void, and shrouded the sky above the Yu Demon Clan's territory.

In the dark cloud, there appeared one after another terrifying Qi machine.

That is the aura of transcending tribulation. There are about hundreds of calamity-transcending powers descending here. Among them, there are three auras that are the most terrifying, and they are the ninth-layer cultivation of transcending calamity.

In the void, endless flames were burning, and the battleships were one after another, continuous and mighty. On the battleship stood a group of demon monks, with the breath of flames on their bodies, it was the flame demon monks. They have a domineering aura, with an aura of destruction, descending on the East.

Endless ice is surging, and these ices are surging, which can freeze the void. A group of demon monks wearing ice armor appeared in the west, and it was the ice demon monks.

In the southern position, a group of tall monks appeared. They were generally 1.8 meters tall. The men were heroic and domineering. Demon monk;…

In the northwest position, a group of demon monks appeared. Their bodies were like white jade, crystal clear and bright, and their breath was like beautiful jade. They were the jade demon monks.

The Gorefiends, Spirit Demons, Three-Eyed Demons, etc., one after another, powerful races appeared one after another, descended here, and began to besiege the Feather Demons.

Ha ha ha ha!

In the void, the energy of destruction bursts out, the flames are burning, the ice is freezing, the thunder and lightning are attacking, the wind is attacking, the power of the stars is hitting, the wave of destruction is sweeping, the blood-colored energy is sweeping, and the magic weapon is in the sky. attacking the enemy.

The battle broke out!

The undead, leading the seven holy clans, and many high-ranking races began to attack the Feather Demons.

The fight started soon.

The battle had just begun, and the Feather Demons were retreating steadily, countless monks were killed, countless territories were occupied, and they soon fell into desperation.

The strength of a family against the siege of countless large clans, how can there be a chance to win.

…

In the cave, Emperor Turin opened his eyes, and there was a hint of despair and helplessness in his eyes.

"Alas, the worst result has come. The situation is more desperate than I expected. When I unlocked the slave seal, I was perceived by the undead demon. The undead demon began to get angry and began to suppress the rebellion. He doesn't allow me to lose control, and he doesn't allow my Feather Demons to lose control!"

"After all, it came to the army and began to annihilate the traitors, and began to suppress and destroy the Feather Demon Race!"

Turin the Great sighed: "It seems that I can continue to be a slave and be able to live. Of course, this way of living is extremely aggrieved, but at least it is alive, it is better to live than to die... But I am not reconciled..."

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, a domineering and tyrannical breath erupted, the profound meaning of ice was sweeping, and the profound meaning of flame was erupting.

The two wings on his back changed, one wing turned red, and the flame mystery condensed, like a burning flame; the other wing turned blue, and the ice mystery was condensed, like endless ice.

Water and fire wings appeared behind him, showing a domineering and destructive aura.

The Great Emperor Turin appeared in the void, running mana and instilling it into the great formation. In the humming sound, the countless textures in the city were being activated, countless runes were flashing, and the air of destruction erupted. Out, the bright light is flashing, as if the dazzling stars are flashing.

The domineering aura began to sweep in, as if a supreme emperor had descended.

The formation of Turin City was activated, and the formation of the Feather Demon Clan's territory was activated, as if a supreme beast began to wake up. With the help of the power of the formation, it can forcibly resist the siege of dozens of tribulation-transcending powers. This is not only the background of the Feather Demon Clan, but also one of the backgrounds of the eight saints.

The defeated Feather Demon monks retreated one after another and began to evacuate to Turin City.

However, only a few elites were evacuated into the city.

About 98% or more of the clansmen did not have time to evacuate. They were besieged by many powerful clans and died in the calamity.

From the beginning of the battle, it is to show its **** side.

Boom boom boom!

Accompanied by the violent sound, the sound waves of destruction sounded, and the besieging enemy descended near the city of Turin. …

The black clouds are flashing, directly wrapping the city, with three layers inside and three layers outside, the siege is dead, and there is no chance of escape.

About a dozen tribulation masters showed their true bodies, and some tribulation masters were hiding in accordance with the law, or intercepted at some important positions, quickly rectifying their troops and horses, and engaged in the final battle. The battle is now, and the outcome has been determined.

Just how much to pay.

Boom boom boom!

Eighteen tribulation masters took action, and together they launched a devastating attack, and the violent energy swept in.

The great formation of the city was shaking violently, countless water-like formations were running, and the streamers were fluctuating and changing, which abruptly weakened the strength of the attack, and the violent strength was weakened by an unknown amount.

The eighteen Great Tribulation Transcended Masters glanced at each other, as if they were discussing something and determined the final plan.

The last mighty one took out a sword.

The sword is black, the whole is swarthy, there is no pattern on it, there is no gorgeous pretence, even the sword is not opened, it looks clumsy.

But this black sword is a fairy weapon.

"Go ahead!"

The eighteen tribulation greats glanced at each other, urging the mana, which ran like flowing water and poured into the black swords one after another; the black swords were running, and the ancient breath began to recover little by little, and at the same time absorbed the mana of everyone, transforming them into The energy for terror is constantly accumulating.

At the moment when the accumulation reached the extreme, the black sword burst out, turned into a streamer, and bombarded the city formation.

The city formation of Turin City is shaking, as if the water waves are rippling, as if the sponge is surging, as if the endless black hole swallows everything. Most of the energy was removed, and part of it was absorbed by the city formation, but there was still residual energy bombarding it.

The city was damaged, countless patterns were broken, the eyes were broken, and the flags were broken.

Shaking, the light of the city's grand formation dimmed a lot.

"Go ahead!"

Turin the Great shouted.

Immediately in the void, hundreds of formation wizards appeared, and they all dispatched, went to different corners, took out some materials, and began to depict and repair the broken formation pattern.

At the same time, Turin the Great started to activate the backup formation, and countless formations were activated, countless rays of light were flashing, and the golden rays of light were flashing and changing, and they continued to operate.

The defense formation, which was originally dimly lit, continued to emit bright rays of light, and a domineering atmosphere swept in.

The Feather Demon cultivator cheered, screaming loudly, as if to celebrate something. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

It seems to be comforting himself, the Feather Demons can hold on.

The Great Master of Tribulation outside watched this scene, his expression remained unchanged, and he continued to urge the black sword of the fairy weapon. to the city.

Boom boom boom!

Continuous bombardment, countless city formations are shattering, countless spiritual veins are wasting, and countless materials are wasting.

Both sides are at a stalemate, and it depends on who can hold on better.

After more than a dozen consecutive bombardments, even the tribulation monks were exhausted.

Immediately, the eighteen tribulation cultivators stepped back and exited the battlefield; then another eighteen tribulation cultivators appeared and began to join forces, instilling the magic power into the fairy weapon, activating the power of the black sword, and continuing to bombard come.

On the city, countless ripples are flashing, resisting the attack of the black sword.