Chapter 4835: Ge Shi Yingjie
On the border and wilderness mountains, the monks from the wilderness gathered here, densely packed.
Across the array light curtain, one can clearly see the floating Shenzhou boats, countless figures standing, everyone exuding horror and devilish energy, and they are threatening.
One of the golden divine boats was extremely conspicuous, especially the leading man, elegant, handsome and unattainable, and instantly became the focus of everyone present.
"Too wild!"
The old man Bianhuang took a deep breath, stared at the elegant man, and muttered in a low voice, "Fortunately, Taiyi didn't come here personally!"
Xiao Wudao beside him couldn't help looking back at the old man Bianhuang, frowning slightly.
Tai Huang is the emperor of the Taiyi Holy Realm generation, with unparalleled strength, at least in the supreme realm, and it is even possible to break through to the heaven-defying realm.
If not, how could King Qingyu be willing to assist?
"How long can this formation last?" Xiao Wudao was worried in his heart, and secretly asked.
"Then you have to see the strength of the hand. If it is too wild to make a move, it is estimated that it will take a cup of tea at most." Bian Huang responded indifferently.
Xiao Wudao was taken aback for a moment when he suddenly discovered that the old man Bianhuang seemed to be a different person.
You know, when he first came to the deserted city a few days ago, when he saw the old man in the border, he was still cynic and did not put the old man in the border at all.
But at this moment, the old man from Borderland gave him an unattainable feeling.
Is it an illusion?
"Xiao Wudao, although you and I have different views, it's because of Tianhuang after all." The old man Bianhuang suddenly spoke, staring at what was said to be too wild.
Xiao Wudao frowned, wondering what the old man Bianhuang meant.
"The old man guards the deserted city. If the deserted city is lost, the old man will be shameless in the world." The old man Bianhuang said, and suddenly walked slowly towards the light curtain of formation.
"Burial, what are you doing?" Xiao Wudao shouted in a deep voice.
However, the old man Bianhuang didn't look back, and said as he walked: "It is old and incompetent, unable to shelter the sky. The desert city may be destroyed, but only the old corpse will be stepped on."
boom!
Suddenly, an explosive breath came out from the old man Bianhuang, and the power of the source of terror surged around like a vast ocean.
"Tianhuang, leave it to you."
Leaving the last sentence, the old man Bianhuang suddenly rushed out of the light curtain of the formation, and he did not know when a dark golden spear appeared in his hand.
One after another, the demon powers who attacked the light curtain of the formation all flew out.
"You!" Xiao Wudao's eyes were red, and there was faint water mist.
He never expected that Bianhuang would lead the way, willing to coexist and die with the deserted city.
Thinking that he had been expelled from Tianhuang together with Shen Chengtian and Jiang Tianmu, he was full of guilt.
As the old man Bianhuang said, the two people have different ideas, but the old man Bianhuang is still out of despair.
Looking at the famine, who has been guarding the famine for hundreds of thousands of years?
Only the marginal old man!
"Who dares to come and die!"
The old man in Bianhuang looked up to the sky and roared with anger, his whole body was tumbling, and his original power was burning.
The rickety body suddenly became straight, and the dry white hair on his head slowly bloomed and shone.
His skinny figure instantly became extremely burly, and his wrinkled skin was glowing with bronze, like a **** of war, with unparalleled momentum.
His voice was like thunder, everyone's ears were humming, and the blood boiled, almost breaking through the shackles of blood vessels.
The terrifying penetrating power directly smashed and killed some powerful demons not far away, the blood mist was enveloping, and it was extremely terrifying.
At this moment, the old man from Bianhuang went back hundreds of thousands of years ago.
Peerless realm, peak power!
But everyone at the scene knew that this was the switch from the old man Bianhuang Burning.
There is no need for the demon powerhouse to do anything. He will not last long in this state, and he will die, and there may even be no chance to wake up.
"Hall Master!"
"City Lord!"
"Senior Frontier!"
All the monks above the Jieshan Mountain in the rear roared endlessly, their eyes were red, like bloodthirsty beasts.
Many people couldn't help but rush out of the formation, wanting to help the elderly in frontiers and fend off powerful enemies together!
"Stop for me!" Xiao Wudao roared, his voice hoarse, and with a wave of his hand, the Tianhuang cultivators were all shaken out.
Many people looked at Xiao Wudao angrily, gritted their teeth and almost couldn't hold back their hands.
"Let me take a good look, and it will be our turn soon." Xiao Wudao's voice resounded like thunder. "Now, it's the battlefield of burial, no one is allowed to intervene!"
He knew very well what the old man in frontier was doing, burning his blood, his original power, just to know the strongest enemy.
This may be their only chance.
As long as the old man in frontier wasteland kills a few strongest of the Demon Race, the deserted city side may still have the power to fight.
After hearing the words, everyone forcibly suppressed their inner anger and killing intent, and stared at the old man in the border.
"Haha, doesn't the demons even have a fight? In that case, the old man will come to Zhan'er and wait." The funeral attitude was arrogant, very different from the usual amiable old man.
However, no one dared to underestimate him at this moment.
Burning everything and reaching the peak in a short time requires great courage.
The old man Bianhuang shot out with a gun, and a dark gold pike pierced through the void, stirring the surroundings, and the void exploded, turbulent flow.
Some monks below the immortal saint ancestor realm all died tragically, even if the immortal saint ancestor continued to vomit blood.
The speed of the old man Bianhuang did not decrease, and the spear pierced out, like a Changhong going through the sun, instantly locking a Shenzhou.
"Kill him!" Tai Huang frowned slightly and let out a soft drink.
Huhu!
Several figures rushed out from him, all exploding with the breath of the supreme realm, terrifying.
Several people blocked his attack when the old man on the border was about to destroy a Shenzhou boat.
"roll!"
The old man Bianhuang roared, a powerful breath, like a sea of stars, shook the starry sky, making everyone throb.
The four people who besieged and killed the old man in the border area were all lifted out, their bodies trembling slightly.
With a bang, a Shenzhou ship exploded, and all the powerful demons above it flew into ashes and annihilated.
The crowd was horrified, and no one had thought that the old people from Bianhuang, who had stepped into the loess one by one, were so powerful.
People who are familiar with the old man from the borderland have an illusion.
How could this be a dying old man, obviously a peerless **** of war, a hero!
The old man Bianhuang destroyed a divine boat, his sharp eyes locked on the supreme realm that besieged him, his long hair scattered, standing in the starry sky like an indelible monument, unattainable.
"Lan Cang!"
With a long howl, his figure disappeared in place like lightning, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of the Supreme Demon Ancestor.
A spear in his hand pierced through the body of the Supreme Demon Ancestor instantly, blood mist splashed, and the soul could not escape.
Kill the supreme demons with one blow! When the monks in the audience saw this scene, the group was silent, and the needle fell.
