Chapter 2449: Forge Ahead

In the canyon in the far suburbs of Zhongzhou, the valley was warm and bright with moonlight, the earth was shaking violently, and the stone walls on both sides did not collapse.

People could not stand steadily, but no small stone rolled down from above.

This feeling was as if the two mountains were fixed by some mysterious force.

Especially from the clouds down, they stood on both sides of the valley, as if they were two giants standing in the world, unmoved, majestic and domineering.

Ever since the fleeting golden light in the sky crashed into the canyon, Mu Fan felt that several extremely majestic auras were coming quickly from the direction of Xinglan Temple.

Seeing that the earth began to shake violently, and the artifact had not yet come out, Mu Fan suddenly shouted: "Let Ji Qing and Baili Shouzhi come over!"

Soon, the two came here under his command.

The golden light on the ground was like an earthworm, slowly extending, twisting and drawing a picture array that people could not understand.

"Stay here and wait for the golden array to be drawn. This process will take a long time. You two must remember to pay attention to the movements around you."

"Master, what about you?" Baili Shouzhi looked up blankly.

Mu Fan casually rolled up his blue sleeves and walked out of the valley with his hands behind his back.

"Leave those old guys in Xinglan Temple to me. You don't have to come out."

The indifferent voice came from the cold wind.

Baili Shouzhi saw the master of the pavilion personally, and his eyes were filled with endless respect.

The man called Ji Qing stood in front of the light array, with green light in his eyes. There was almost no trace of human breath on his body, like a dead body, which made people shudder.

The eight saint elders headed by Chu Shan started the massacre immediately after breaking into the area where Wanchao Pavilion was located.

However, when Mu Fan appeared, he turned the tide with his own strength and fought with the eight of them in the sky.

In those days, there were ten god kings in Wanchao Pavilion, and the god master had a scale of nearly a hundred people, which could be said to be as strong as clouds.

Now, the Pavilion Master had to go into battle himself.

Of course, the opponent was the Ten Saints of the Xing Mist Temple, so they could not be underestimated.

…

Just when the situation in the valley began to change dramatically, Bai Chen finally unlocked the Sky-Splitting Formation and began to rush towards the Emperor God Peak.

Emperor God Peak, as one of the five peaks of Xing Mist, was the farthest from the temple.

Countless disciples of the Xing Mist Temple along the way began to encircle and suppress the invaders when they sensed their entry.

For a moment, countless figures swarmed in, and spiritual skills from all over the place were like a meteor shower, blasting towards the direction of Bai Chen.

In order to gain the opportunity to rescue Xiaoya in time, he could only unlock the Sky-Splitting Formation and drive in at the fastest speed.

And all the attacks along the way, under his powerful energy barrier, exploded into rainbow-shaped ripples.

"Whoever stands in my way will die!"

Bai Chen shouted fiercely, and suddenly drew his sword and slashed in the air. A black sword energy passed by in the wind, and the walls of the house in front of him collapsed. Many people were chopped off and their fingers and bodies flew everywhere.

But under this bloody scene, the strong men of the temple behind were still like a tide, rushing towards this side without regard for their lives.

The temple has its own pride.

The foundation of billions of years has cultivated a backbone force that no other force can compare to.

Countless figures swarmed, and they fell one after another like moths to a flame. Bai Chen was also desperate and raised his sword.

Wherever he passed, blood flowed like a river.

After all, he was a strong man in the realm of the universe god. He found a gap where no one dared to step forward, and quickly formed a seal and activated the great formation of the mixed origin thunder tribulation. His aura soared directly from the three-star realm of the universe god to the five-star realm of the universe god.

With his explosive fighting power, he once again fought his way forward. In front of the powerful Zeus Realm, the elders of the Star Sea and Heavenly Dao were like chicken ribs, swinging the sword was like cutting vegetables.

With his speed, it didn't take long for him to rush to the edge of the main temple peak.

In front of him was the Emperor God Peak, but a middle-aged man in a white robe had already been waiting here.

Guigu...!

Seeing this man, Bai Chen's eyes suddenly condensed.

He held the Wind God Sword horizontally, put the fingers of one hand against the sword body, and then quickly rolled over.

At that time, the ancient black sword began to burst out with a harsh and mournful sound. The crowds of Xinglan strongmen behind saw Mr. Guigu waving at them, and all stopped the rhythm of rushing to their deaths and watched from the periphery.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. It had been a long time since the Xinglan Temple was bloodbathed by the God of Destruction.

The main temple peak was in a mess along the way, with corpses lying all over the place in the collapsed ruins.

"Bai Chen, you are here after all."

Mr. Guigu stood with his hands behind his back, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

He seemed to have expected Bai Chen to come.

But why didn't he say it?

What exactly did he want to do?

Bai Chen couldn't understand.

"No one can stop me today. If you don't want to die, get out of the way."

Bai Chen clenched the Wind God Sword. Although the inexplicable sword intent was ready to go, he still advised Guigu.

Although such advice was meaningless.

With a loud bang, the aura of the eleven-star universe realm rose from Mr. Guigu's body like a wave. In terms of aura, he actually suppressed Bai Chen directly.

"Bai Chen, at this time, don't say naive words. It's your ability to step over my body."

He slowly raised his head and stretched his palm upward: "Gun."

As his mind moved, a silver light suddenly broke through the mist between the distant sea of ​​clouds and turned into a silver spear, appearing in his hand.

This battle...

is inevitable!

"Heh, there are too many strong men in Xinglan Temple. It is a blessing to be like this now. If I can't save Xiaoya, what qualifications do I have to talk about regaining the glory of the God of Destruction!"

Bai Chen's feet opened and closed slightly, and suddenly he swept the sword. Under the full burst of Chaos Holy Flame, the black flame sword energy was like the magic sword energy that tore through the void, and rushed towards Mr. Guigu with a huge afterimage of dozens of feet.

Facing this powerful sword energy, Mr. Guigu took a small step back with his left foot, kept his gun sideways, and suddenly put the spear in his hand horizontally in front of him and began to rotate at high speed.

The violently rotating gun shadow, with bursts of thunder, formed a circular barrier.

The black sword energy collided with this barrier, and the black fire wave that burst out was like an eagle with its wings spread, and it appeared instantly.

At the same time, the temperature around began to rise sharply at an extremely terrifying speed. All the trees spontaneously burned to ashes. Many of the powerful people from the Xinglan Temple in the back also turned into ashes and drifted in the cold wind of the autumn moon.

Such a strong sword energy was blocked by Mr. Guigu, and Bai Chen had already appeared behind him.

Guigu turned around quickly and held a gun across his body. With a crisp sound, the terrifying power actually shook him to the point of collapse!