Villain: Capture the Lolita Sword Spirit at the beginning

In the center of the largest square in Gufu City, a huge altar has already been built.

The altar is built with [Sky Snake Concentrate] as the main material, which is a kind of ore that cannot leave any mark below the emperor level.

For today's Fugu God Dynasty, it is quite a luxury not to use these materials to forge the imperial artifact.

But for things like sacrifices, sometimes the emphasis is on arranging noodles.

Both sides of the square were full of heavily armed troops, each holding a long gun in their hands, and their eyes were full of murderous aura.

Lingyue solemnly walked to the altar, and began according to the most traditional sacrificial ceremony of the Gu and Fu tribes.

She put the blood of four kinds of auspicious beasts on the four corners of the altar. Although she still looked immature, she had a bit of dignity in her gestures.

"Gu Lingyue of the ancient clan, I would like to inform our ancestors and ancestors..."

The ancient Fushen dynasty is the continuation of the ancient and Fu clans, so the first half is about ancestor worship.

But she didn't even finish the first half of the sentence, and a space crack opened from midair.

Immediately afterwards, countless streaks of purple profound light shot out like arrows and shot towards the altar in the middle.

Lingyue continued to read with her usual expression.

"Hugh make trouble!"

Lin Yuan's figure also quickly appeared in the midair, and countless balls of sky fire blocked in front of the purple Xuanguang.

Lost the body of divine fire, lost the source of fire, and lost the seven groups of divine fire.

But the sky fire in his body was not lost.

Countless tyrannical sky fires formed a sea of ​​red flames, no matter how powerful the purple profound light was, they were all swallowed up by this sea of ​​flames, and no light could be seen.

In the blink of an eye, five people in black robes appeared in midair.

"I didn't kill you all back then, but I didn't expect you to jump out and seek death. Let me take this opportunity to kill you all!"

The leader of the man in black had a weird voice, and it was obvious that he had made some changes, so that people could not hear his original voice.

"Xie Xietian's thoughts are the same as yours."

Ming Chengfeng, who was watching the show in the corner, couldn't help but smile.

Who else could the leading black-robed man be if not Ming Xietian?

Ming Chengfeng knew what he was thinking at a glance.

Hid his identity and seized the top management, and then questioned the person behind Gu Lingyue.

Ming Zemao chuckled, but didn't respond.

I saw purple mysterious light glowing all over Ming Xietian's body, and explosive spiritual power was released from his body.

The overwhelming purple mysterious light covered the sky and the sun, like a tsunami, it rushed towards Lingyue who was reading the sacrificial oration.

Lingyue's voice was firm and powerful, and she filled the entire city with her spiritual power, as if no one was interfering with her sacrifice.

"Combine!"

Gu Chengde looked solemn.

The troops standing on both sides of the square immediately raised their spears and released all the spiritual power in their bodies.

A steady stream of spiritual power headed directly above the altar.

In just an instant, a golden armored warrior appeared directly above the altar.

At the same time, a steady stream of spiritual energy flowed towards the altar from all directions of the entire city.

"It's a battle formation!"

Immediately, some practitioners shouted out the methods that Lingyue and others had prepared.

In a grand war, the combined armies of both sides often amount to trillions of men.

When the number of people reaches this level, it is often not a direct collision to fight together, but the two sides unite to form a battle formation.

The strength of hundreds of billions or even trillions of low-level practitioners gathered together, the combat power that can be displayed can reach the holy realm or even the dao realm.

This is quantitative change causing qualitative change.

Depending on the battle formation, the forms they can manifest are also different.

For example, what Gu Fushen showed here was a golden armored warrior.

Some forms of expression are Qinglong mythical beasts and Xuanwu mythical beasts.

The strength of this golden armored warrior depends on the tacit understanding and strength of these practitioners.

"Oh? It's extraordinary."

Ming Xietian raised his eyes slightly, seeing the golden-armored warrior in front of him erupting into a holy realm, a smile could not help but be drawn on the corner of his mouth.

Such means are already sufficient to deal with ordinary saints.

But it is far from enough to deal with him, Ming Xietian!

"It turned out to be a person from the Ming clan... he is a pretty good fish."

Gu Lingxiao stood above a certain cloud layer, overlooking the battle below.

Ming Xietian and the others made some simple disguises. Although they managed to hide it from the Gu and Fu people, they couldn't hide it from Gu Lingxiao.

In his eyes, Ming Xietian's disguise was the same as not existing.

He looked at a certain corner of the city again, and looked at Lin Yuan with pity in his eyes.

Perhaps today is the day when the Son of Destiny officially calls his curtain call.

……

On the square, Ming Xietian charged straight at the altar, intending to destroy the entire altar with his own strength.

It was Lin Yuan who stood in front of him.

"Tianjiao list eighteen Lin Yuan, I've heard of you." Ming Xietian accurately revealed Lin Yuan's identity, "But it's still too naive to want to defeat me with your strength."

After leaving Shenglu, Lin Yuan's ranking has risen.

"Whether we can beat you or not will be known only after the fight."

Lin Yuan shouted loudly and fought with Ming Xietian.

The four saints who came with Ming Xietian also attacked at the same time.

The saints of the Gu and Fu tribes also shot at the same time.

Although in terms of personal strength, each of them is weaker than the saints of the Ming clan.

But there are so many people on their side.

At this time, what Lingyue was reading was coming to an end.

"Respect: My ancestors and ancestors bless my dynasty to be strong and prosperous, and continue the immortality of the two races forever!"

On the altar, a golden beam of light rushed towards the blue sky.

In the dark, it seemed that some unknown voices sounded in Lingyue's ears.

It seemed that the ancestors of the Gu and Fu tribes were responding to Lingyue.

Behind Lingyue, a golden long sword also appeared.

To dry sword!

After being taken into Gu Lingxiao's pocket, Gu Lingxiao also used his eternal power to warm him up a little bit.

Today's Zhigan Sword has become a ninth-rank holy weapon.

A faint ray of eternal power and destructive power converged and merged in the Zhigan Sword, exuding a convincing majesty.

"Today I slash my enemies with my long sword,"

Lingyue held the Zhigan sword and raised it high. Wearing the imperial clothes, she also joined the battle and rushed towards Ming Xietian without hesitation.

To Ming Xietian's surprise, this little princess of the ancient clan who had been silent for a long time was surprisingly powerful in terms of combat effectiveness.

Actually not surprising.

She was the most outstanding genius of the two races back then.

Although it took a long time because of the deep sleep.

But after following Gu Lingxiao, Lingyue can always drink some white supplements.

For her cultivation base, it is a great supplement.

"It's no wonder you have the confidence to establish a god dynasty. Among the younger generation, you can be regarded as the best!"

Facing Lin Yuan and Lingyue's cooperation, Ming Xietian also felt a little bit of difficulty.

Because of the power attached to the Zhigan Sword, he found it extremely difficult.

The two sides were fighting together, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

However, the battle here is not over yet, another group of people in the corner is already ready to move.

"Master Patriarch, when shall we make a move?"

"Wait a little longer. Since we have decided to kill Lin Yuan here, we must kill him with one blow. We must not give Lin Yuan any chance to breathe. We will not attack until he is almost exhausted by those mysterious people. .”

Bai Churou said indifferently, as if she had forgotten the past with Lin Yuan.