The many arrows fell on the mirror light and all stagnated.

This is a breathtaking scene.

"Immortal Dharma?"

"Spell?"

Similar words came out from some people, and then someone said "Gods and Immortals", then some people exclaimed "Gods and Immortals", some called them "Gods and Immortals", and then more than half of them knelt down and bowed.

Others, perhaps seeing the world or esteeming their own identities, did not kneel down, and did not seem too disobedient.

"These arrows..."

Among the people were also martial arts practitioners, such as the young man who was walking with Muzi, and another man, who were all masters who could transport blood and blood. However, only Gu Cang and Luo Yue Muzi knew the depth.

Gu Cang heard Mr. talk about the secular battlefield many times, and Luo Yue and Muzi came from extraordinary origins and knew very well that these arrows were fired in the army and could overcome the Taoist practice.

When ordinary monks use Taoist techniques, they will probably be shot by these arrows.

But Qingyuan did not, and his mirror light did not even have ripples.

"The Taoist practice is profound and unfathomable..." Luo Yue turned his head and looked at Mu Zi, with a ray of hope flashing in his eyes.

Nearly 300 elite soldiers are in front of you, even the great masters of martial arts alone are hard to defeat. As for those who practice Taoism, if they are not well-educated, then ordinary Taoism will be almost useless and they can only regret it.

Only such senior figures who are at least at the top can have the hope of killing all these 300 elite soldiers and leaving calmly.

...

Outside the inn, Fu Cong shot an arrow, and then the arrows shot volleyed.

Due to the obstruction of the courtyard wall, I could not see the scene inside.

But no flames rose, nor did they hear those screams, which made Fu Cong, who was sneering, stunned.

However, although he has high martial arts skills, he still cannot reach the level of a master of martial arts, and cannot hear the sound of arrows entering the flesh in the chaotic voices.

"Kill in!"

With a command, the troops charged forward.

The inn gate suddenly broke open!

The troops rushed in and gathered towards the courtyard.

...

"Come?"

Qingyuan stepped lightly under his feet.

Suddenly there was a rumbling sound.

Everyone felt that the land under their feet was constantly moving, and the weaker people were already unstable and fell to the ground.

In the path leading to the courtyard in front of the inn, the land continues to crack and then push up, like a wave, stacking continuously, eventually covering the road.

"What?"

The young general who led the army was inexplicably shocked. Seeing this obstacle like a mountain, he felt cold all over, full of horror, and shouted: "Get out!"

...

"What's going on?"

Fu Cong's face was gloomy and said, "The land is stacked like a wave?"

He barely knew what this meant. A person with such ability either condensed the meaning of thick soil in the five elements, or was a master, or even a fifth-level person who could easily move the general trend of the land.

"Cross the wall!"

Fu Cong said in a deep voice: "Come over the wall! If you can't climb over, you will push the wall down! If you can't kill all the people in the inn today, I'll be the one who's on the ground..."

The soldiers and generals responded in unison, with a strong and powerful voice.

"kill!"

Fu Cong drew his sword, pointed his finger in front of the knife, and shouted loudly.

The soldiers and swords, guns, swords and halberds all went forward and shouted: "Kill!"

...

The sound of killing shook the sky and the momentum was quite steep.

Even though he was separated by the courtyard wall, there was still an irresistible murderous intent and suddenly rushed over.

When ordinary people heard the shouts of killing outside, they were all in a hurry, and they cried bitterly, and some were hurriedly shouting at the immortal chief.

Those who practice martial arts, or who have some knowledge, are not so ruthless, but they are also in a panic.

This is momentum, that is, murderous intent.

Luo Yue was shocked and panicked with murderous intent, but he knew even more that those who practice Taoism were more fragile and fatal than ordinary people and those who practice martial arts.

"Oops!"

Thinking of this, Luo Yue turned his head and looked.

I saw the burly man in black robe standing on the ground with his feet and his body swayed slightly. After closer inspection, the soles of the man in black robe almost sank into the ground.

The young man also frowned slightly, but Luo Yue did not see any changes in his face, nor did he see panic in his eyes, but he was just a little solemn.

"Military murderous intent..."

Qingyuan closed her eyes slightly.

This is not the first time he has faced murderous intent in the army.

However, this time, the murderous intent was even more difficult to fight against than the team led by Tian Lingao when he was in Jingxiu County. First, there were more elite soldiers outside the inn. Secondly, the nearly 300 generals he faced this time were obviously more powerful than Tian Lingao and others under Deputy General Deng Yin, and they were also elite in the army.

The murderous intent came to his face.

At this moment, the three hundred soldiers and generals outside seemed to have become three hundred cultivators who condensed into Dharma intentions, and they condensed into murderous intent. But after careful observation, each of them was weaker than the real three-level cultivators. But even so, when the three hundred people gathered together, they had an unparalleled aura.

In a trance, these three hundred soldiers seemed to be united, transformed into one person, becoming a cultivator with murderous intentions, and an unattainable giant.

There was another change, and the waves rushed in front of me, one after another, and then finally turned into huge waves, as if to sweep him.

"sharp!"

Qingyuan opened his eyes gently. Fortunately, he had condensed his will to achieve enlightenment, but now his Taoism is high, and his cultivation level in the superior realm is also at the forefront, so he can easily bear it. However, at this time, Gu Cang was not feeling well...

At that time, Qingyuan, who had condensed the Daoyi in Jingxiu County, was not afraid of the murderous intent in the army, and he could not help but feel oppressed. And Gu Cang was still in the third level of heaven, and the magic intention was still in the five elements. Under the erosion of the murderous intent in this army, he was only supported by the bloodline originating from the demon immortals.

This is the first time that Gu Cang faces murderous intent in the army, but it has not been dispersed with magical intentions and has no magical power to disperse, which is extremely amazing.

Qingyuan stretched out his hand and swept it, and his magic power was circulating, sweeping it in front of Gu Cang.

Gu Cang suddenly felt that the pressure was gone, but his whole body was covered in sweat and gasping for rest. He felt that his hair was soaked, but with a black robe, he soaked the black robe.

"Be careful..."

As soon as the original sound of Qing fell, the man had already stepped out and came under the courtyard wall.

A white jade ruler fell on his hand.

He took a step back and then knocked down one foot.

Rumble!

The courtyard wall collapsed.

He fell forward with the white jade ruler, and was involved in three or four feet left and right, and fell forward.

The few people who were rushing to the front were about to climb over the wall when they were pressed down below by the courtyard wall.

The courtyard wall fell, so the inside and outside of the inn were opened.

The elite soldiers outside the inn saw the passengers gathered in the yard.

The people in the courtyard also saw swords and swords coming out of the wall, and the murderous intent was terrifying.

A strange silence fell into the night.

Then with a command.

"kill!"

A rare moment of quietness, and a fragmented moment.
Chapter completed!