Chapter 1903: Taste the power of my Yunqinjin people! (1/2)

In an instant, the whole world became black and white.

That is not really the color change of the world, but there are tens of thousands of swift rays of light piercing the sky, falling from the sky, like countless huge steel needles, running through the entire world!

The arcs, spiritual flames, fire clouds, and shining runes sparked by the ancestors of the strong sun were originally shining enough, dazzling enough, not to be seen directly, but in the contrast of the tens of thousands of flashing lines Underneath, they were all overshadowed, as if all the light had been sucked away, turning into a bleak!

Including Mr. Fang, the eyes of all the ancient sage monks were swallowed by a sea of ​​light composed of tens of thousands of beams.

They only saw that these light beams easily pierced the Scarlet Flame Demon God into many holes, and then plunged into the ”flaming blood and dazzling sun array” without any hindrance, forming the hundreds of ancient runes that formed the large array. All are as fragile as thin ice flakes, collapsed at the touch of a touch, and torn to pieces!

As soon as they saw this, their eyes went white, and they couldn't see anything.

However, the brightness of the light beam far exceeded the limit that their retinas could bear, causing hundreds of thousands of ancient holy monks to be blinded for a while.

Before Grandpa Fang could react, he was dragged over by his father. The two of them ignored their noble identities and knelt on one knee, a head shorter than the others.

”Qingyunmen, be careful!”

The head of Fang Da screamed wildly and sacrificed all the flying swords in the sword box, and the psychic shield surged to its limit.

Father Fang was so frightened that he couldn't use the ”Willow Leaf Sword Technique” and the ”Green Lotus Sword Technique”, so he just hugged his hair and trembled.

He heard a blast of ”ding jing dong dong” like a storm, as if countless meteors slammed on their psychic shields, and every sound seemed like a muffled thunder exploded in his arms. The explosion made him dizzy, his throat sweetened, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to vomit blood.

However, just vomiting blood is considered good, and Mr. Fang only heard the screams and wailing everywhere, the sound of broken muscles and magical weapon fragments everywhere, and there was a faint smell of burnt flesh. The heat drilled straight into his nose, which was disgusting.

”Ding!”

Something floated in front of him.

Father Fang poured psychic energy into his eyes and rubbed his eyes vigorously, finally regaining his three-point blurred vision. He sucked the thing into his palm and looked in front of him, but it was a twisted sword. Sharp, looking at the shape of the blade and the remaining runes, it is the ”Qinglian Cloud Piercing Sword” that his father has practiced for more than ten years.

”This--”

The portable saber of the dignified Qingyun Sword Sect leader, has just been sacrificed to the sky and turned into this look in the blink of an eye?

Father Fang was dumbfounded, and he didn't dare to look up, or even think about how miserable it was in the sky.

”Patter!”

Something fell on the ground, just next to him, but it splashed some sticky, hot and humid liquid on his face. Grandpa Fang touched it casually and found that it turned out to be... a half-scorched arm.

”Wow!”

Father Fang couldn't help it anymore, holding his belly, and vomiting.

The terrifying world of black and white came and went fast, and the big young man Fang and others felt as long as a whole year had passed. In fact, all the destructive light beams disappeared in just two or three seconds.

However, their vision gradually recovered after more than half a minute, and they were able to gradually see the surrounding...the changing colors of the wind and clouds, a completely different world.

Mr. Fang’s first feeling was whether there had been a massive earthquake just now, which shook everyone to the ground and lost their souls?

They were originally Daoist masters of the fairy wind road bones, real people with feather-fans and turbans, heroes with tiger-backed waists, and warriors with helmets and armors. At this moment, one by one, the clothes are disheveled, the armor is shattered, the spiritual flames are dim, and there are only a few magic weapons left. They are all like hens who have been frightened, burrowing into the owner's arms as much as possible.

Many people have blood stains on their faces and bodies, not knowing whether it is their own or someone else's, and their appearance is almost like a walking dead, all faces are numb, and they are all frozen in ”horrified” For an instant, even half a word could not be uttered.

And the mid-air that was designated as a ”no-fly zone”...

When Mr. Fang finally summoned his courage and raised his gaze inch by inch, he was still unavoidably frightened by the horror in the sky.

Putting aside the blemishes and holes, the whole body is dissatisfied with the transparent holes, like a hornet’s nest-like red flame demon god. Nor is it said that those runes that are vulnerable, shattered, and gradually disappear with the wind; just say that they form a ”flame.” The Chiyangmen monks of the ”Blood dazzling sun formation”, and the hundreds of other monks who relied on the majesty of the great formation, did not put the Star Federation in the slightest, and flew into the sky to show off their might.

Either, like the Red Flame Demon God, is riddled with holes and blood is flowing like a puff, and there are more than 70 or 80 transparent holes on the head; or there is a basin-sized hole between the chest and abdomen, and the five internal organs are missing. And flying; even worse, there are only masses of **** flesh, attracted by a strange force, trembling in mid-air; even some people have disappeared completely, the only one that can prove that they have ever existed. The traces are just a few pieces of melted flying swords or fragments of battle armor, still smoking in mid-air!

Up to this moment, many ancient sage monks who died violently had the initial ridicule and ridicule on their faces, but there was no more soul in their incomplete limbs, which could change their views on the Starlight Federation.