The First Sword of the Earth

The battle between monks that broke out in Fengdu City, the underworld at this moment, made the combat readiness team soldiers who were monitoring in real time at the transfer station, and the staff in the headquarters who could see the specific picture later, all felt an impact.

An inexplicable impact on the modern technology system comes from the word practice.

Other than that, there is only emotion left.

In a short period of time, there were the instructors of the combat readiness team who gave up their lives, Zhang Zimao who fought hard, and the giant ogre who was domineering and ferocious;

What's more, the seven or eight Golden Core cultivators on our side turned back to attack the evil spirit together, and this Silent Fairy suddenly broke out...

No one expected that Mu Wanxuan's strength could be so tyrannical!

In front of this fierce ghost, Fairy Buyu is so weak, but she uses this weak body to control Yin and Yang!

The positive and negative Taiji diagram formed by the yin and yang two energies connects the endless vitality of the small underworld, and is pressing the ominous ghost to bow his head, curl up, and slowly kneel down on the ground!

However, the strength of this ominous ghost is much higher than that of the Golden Core Realm.

Mu Wanxuan tried her best to activate this great yin and yang technique, but it only suppressed the evil spirit for a short time. In less than ten seconds, the spell had drained 30% of her mana!

Even if it's just a drone's bird's-eye view, if you zoom in on the picture a little bit, you can find that Mu Wanxuan's slender hands are trembling...

She simply can't last long.

The rest of the Golden Core Realm masters on our side seemed to have been reminded by her, and immediately retreated after a wave of offensives broke out, and did not want to fight.

They just shot with all their strength and tried together.

The result of the attempt was somewhat unsatisfactory - even with the combined strength of a few Jindan monks to attack the ominous ghost's left ankle, they still failed to achieve too obvious results. They could not even break through the ominous ghost's purple scales.

If you want to defeat this evil spirit, you must have a magical weapon without suppressing mana!

As soon as everyone retreated, Mu Wanxuan was about to be unable to hold on, but she wanted to cover her master to retreat to a safe distance, so she still gritted her teeth and persisted.

Before the ominous ghost was about to fall to its knees, it suddenly let out roars, and its huge body erupted with thick black air!

This shocking demonic energy suddenly surged upwards,

The Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram above was directly broken!

Her body trembled slightly, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of Mu Wanxuan's mouth, her already proud face was pale and colorless, she swung two palms forward with her small hands, and her figure immediately retreated sharply.

The yin and yang qi in her body seemed to be a little out of balance, but Mu Wanxuan had no time to distract herself to balance, so she could only retreat quickly by stepping on the ice glass sword.

According to the simple plan just made before, they are trying to attack this wave of ominous ghosts with all their strength, to see if they can defeat the ominous ghosts, and if they can't be defeated, how much damage can they cause to the ominous ghosts.

Now it seems that it is almost zero.

At this point, they had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​confronting this ominous ghost head-on, temporarily avoiding the battle or swimming around, waiting for their own fire support to see the effect or thinking of other ways.

The demonic energy was like a frenzy, condensed into a huge palm, and slapped Mu Wanxuan violently. Fortunately, two Buddhist masters from his side had already appeared beside Mu Wanxuan;

An old monk surrounded himself with a burst of Buddha light, temporarily blocking the demonic energy, while another great monk with a handy shovel threw a string of Buddhist beads, which turned into more than a dozen golden balls of light and crashed into the demonic energy, which quickly caused There were bursts of thunder.

Gathering Zhang Zikuang and Yan Zhengnan, the eleven Jindan masters on their side gathered and retreated again.

Those ghosts are still fighting, it's not that the two elders of the Diyin Sect had hidden secrets before, it's really...

At the critical moment, they finally figured out some of the effects of this black and white ghost banner.

Previously, according to the records of the family's classics, this ghost banner was used to unseal ghost soldiers, and it was not known that it could also guard ghosts.

They hadn't used it before, and there was clearly a difference between practical and theoretical knowledge, and they couldn't be blamed for it.

Black-skinned vicious spirits were chasing after them, and the devilish energy returned to wrap around the giant vicious ghosts.

This gigantic ogre seemed to have been enraged, roaring furiously, billowing with devilish aura, striding forward, with slow and clumsy movements, hurriedly chasing after the eleven people.

The eleven people were divided into two groups again and began to take turns to attract the attention of the evil spirits.

The only thing they can rely on now is their intelligence, which has an overwhelming advantage over this ominous ghost.

In the air, another battle situation is also heating up at this time.

Looking down at the corner of the video, you can always see Qing Yanzi fighting with that group of black shadows. The dark golden light on the former has been somewhat dimmed, but most of the demonic energy around the latter has been evaporated!

How did Qing Yanzi not know the danger of the rest of his side in the city?

But the ancient demon in front of him, although the strength is only equivalent to the peak of the Golden Core Realm, is cunning and insidious, with vicious attacks, and the threat to his own monks is not inferior to that giant ominous ghost.

If he abandons this powerful enemy and joins his disciples and the others, the twelve of them will face the pincer attacks of ancient demons and ominous ghosts, and that is the worst situation.

The judgment made by Qing Yanzi was not wrong. Although he had the upper hand at this time, he was still a little anxious, and his shots were even more life-threatening. The various methods he had learned in his life emerged endlessly, and he beat the ancient demon to no avail. temper!

Without him, just because...

"There are a few monks on our side whose mana can't hold it anymore!"

In the headquarters, a slightly younger officer of the investigation team suddenly shouted this sentence, which made the men, women, and young men who had just breathed a sigh of relief tense up again.

In the latest video clip played on the big screen, the old monk sitting on the jade lotus, and the two Jindan Daoist priests with slightly lower cultivation bases, the flying speed of the imperial object has slowed down at this time.

The situation is also a little bit worse, and Mu Wanxuan, the Silent Fairy who shook the evil spirits just now, at this time, Mu Wanxuan's figure stepping on the Bingli sword is also slightly shaking;

If it weren't for the monks around them to pull the four of them with their magic power, they would not be able to hold on for too long at this time.

This is already a picture two or three minutes ago, what is the situation now, have there been any casualties? Everyone was a little worried, anxiously watching these pictures that were actually 'outdated'.

Our only hope...

Our only hope is the six medium-range missiles!

If the power of these six missiles cannot cause substantial damage to this evil spirit, these monks on our side will probably suffer casualties, and then retreat away from Fengdu City in embarrassment...

Exploring the 18th floor of hell, supporting the 'female corpse', preventing the small underworld from crashing into the Great Hua Kingdom... these things are out of the question!

Who can blame this?

It's no wonder.

The first ones to be sent were already twelve masters with the top cultivation base and the first echelon combat power in today's monastic circle, and it was less than ten years since the revival of monasticism!

The operable firepower platforms in the ghost gate are limited, and the degree of modern weapon support is also limited.

"Let the old heavenly master and the others start to gather and prepare to enter the gate of hell to meet our own monks," Chi Ling ordered calmly, but her forehead was already covered with sweat.

Working continuously for too long, with excessive mental tension, Chi Ling was almost unable to hold on.

An old man in the combat readiness team ordered: "The second application for nuclear weapons has been approved by the higher authorities.

Now, let the two missile launch platforms exit the ghost gate immediately, quickly replace the conventional warheads with nuclear warheads, and load the tactical nuclear bombs again after the unmanned bomber returns.

After you are ready, report back, and I will hand over the launch command and detonation authority to the person in charge of the transfer station later. "

"Is there any way to help them at the Institute?"

"There is more than enough heart, but not enough strength," an old man in the research institute sighed. "We have arranged dozens of groups to discuss how to prevent the overlap between the underworld and the yang world, and strive to come up with a plan as soon as possible."

So the problem goes back to the original point.

——What else can these people who are guarding outside the gate of hell do?

"Regiment, leader!"

A female soldier of a technical trade in the corner got up and shouted, "Another 12-second video has been sent. Of the six missiles we have launched, there is a slight deviation in the data of one of them! The drone captured a group of The screen..."

"Switch the video to the big screen!"

"yes!"

The female soldier quickly pressed the button twice, and a short video appeared on the screen. It happened to be captured by a drone that was in charge of information transfer and navigation in the sky above the underworld.

First, a few missiles flew across the sky, and the missile's "position" had begun to tilt slightly downward, entering the final acceleration stage.

But when the last missile flew by, the picture was paused, and the picture locked on this missile zoomed in rapidly.

I saw above that missile...

There were bursts of exclamations from all over the headquarters.

...

In Fengdu City, four or five figures kept galloping in the air, attracting the giant ominous ghost to keep turning around.

A thousand meters apart, on the main street near the city gate at the west end, Mu Wanxuan and the Taoist priest of Shushan stood one after another, beheading and repelling the black-skinned vicious souls flying around.

Behind the two, two Buddhist masters, two successors of Taoism, and Zhang Zikuang, the instructor of the combat preparation team, are meditating with their eyes closed. At this time, he had to heal on the spot.

Zhang Zikuang gritted his teeth, his body was almost covered with spirit-gathering talismans, and he kept roaring in his heart.

Hurry up, hurry up, recover one or two percent of your cultivation quickly, don't act like you're waiting to die, and let the junior fight there to protect yourself from injuries!

However, none of them noticed that although the beautiful figure standing in front of them still had 20-30% of their mana remaining, their complexion was already extremely bad.

No one knows how badly Mu Wanxuan suffered when the yin-yang mill was broken just now.

The balance of yin and yang in the body was broken for a moment, and a few cracks appeared in the golden core. Although there was still some mana in the body at this time, the backlash of the imbalance of yin and yang was making her situation worse and worse.

But Mu Wanxuan still persevered, even if her figure was crumbling...

Biting her lip, she refused to back away. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Master fighting fiercely in the air, with a bit of stubbornness in her eyes.

Yin and Yang two qi Haoyuan...

Blood suddenly flowed from the corner of Mu Wanxuan's mouth, dripping on her Lingxian skirt, but it was so sad.

The Shushan Sword Sect Elder hurriedly said: "Shut up!"

"fine!"

Mu Wanxuan responded softly, forcibly stabilized her figure, and once again cast the Yin-Yang Hao Yuan Formation to temporarily freeze the dozens of fierce spirits rushing forward.

She is still holding on, even though it is hard.

Small hands clenched into fists, one by one fierce souls exploded into black mist again, but there were still fierce souls rushing ahead...

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was only half a minute, or maybe it had lasted for a while, when Mu Wanxuan heard someone around shouting, "Backup is coming" and "Quick back".

She already saw a few fireballs bursting out in the distance with somewhat blurred vision, and saw the huge body of the ominous ghost that was directly blown over.

Almost at the same time, a silver light fell from the sky, like a meteor, and hit Mu Wanxuan five meters away.

It was a sword box, a sword box that Mu Wanxuan was very familiar with.

In the lower left corner of the sword box, on the small electronic screen embedded in the ground, the activated fingerprint lock is shining, and there is a slight sound of the engine, but it is so clear amidst the roar of the fierce soul...

"division……"

The senior sister exhaled lightly, the smile on the corner of her mouth was a bit peaceful, and she was so relaxed; she leaned forward slowly, but the fierce spirits rushed up again.

Sensing that Mu Wanxuan was falling, Zhang Zikuang opened his eyes suddenly, the Taoist priest of Shushan immediately turned around to use Feijian to rescue him, and the other four people who were meditating and adjusting their breath were also about to attack immediately...

but!

call out--

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the seven-colored fairy light flowed, as fast as lightning flashing across!

The figures of the dozen or so fierce souls closest to Mu Wanxuan froze, or jumped up, or pounced forward, or raised their claws, all of them were suspended in the air!

A breeze blew past that Shushan elder, and Zhang Zikang's face, and the figure that slid past very quickly was even before the breeze!

Before Mu Wanxuan fell to the ground, her slender waist was firmly held by an arm...

At this time, Zhang Zikuang and the others saw that the figure before the breeze was actually that familiar young swordsman!

Ahead, dozens of fierce souls exploded, and a long sword shining with cold light popped out of the sword box. The immortal flying sword that was spinning around very quickly had already turned back and passed quickly over Jianxiu's shoulder!

The young sword cultivator had already hugged Mu Wanxuan tightly, pouring streams of pure pure yang mana into her body, quickly suppressing the rampant yin and yang energy in her body.

That originally calm face was full of coldness, looking up at the dense black-skinned evil spirits on the street ahead, his eyes were extremely cold!

"Senior sister, hold me tight."

"Um."

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out with Mu Wanxuan in his arms.

The seven-star step under his feet is pushed to the extreme, holding the Wuling sword, even if he hugs a person, his figure is as fast as a phantom, and the seven-color fairy sword is constantly spinning beside him!

Everywhere they passed, fierce souls were cut, and the galaxy covered the main street of Fengdu City, and the sword lights were so bright!

Before Zhang Zikuang and the others could laugh, their eyes were drawn to the ominous ghost standing up again. The ominous ghost let out a roar that shook the sky, and the demonic energy surged again, with the potential to overwhelm the sky!

But at this time, a white shadow was right in front of the ominous ghost, and a scream came out from its mouth, but it completely suppressed the ominous ghost's roar!

A snow-white silver fox tens of meters long appeared out of nowhere, threw the ominous ghost to the ground, opened its mouth, and bit down on the ogress' neck!