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Volume 1 Chapter 972 Ten Thousand Cannons Fire together

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    The monk never expected that the green light would be so sharp. His body-protecting spirit had no effect at all. The next moment, blood burst out and the monk was cut in half. Then a strange scene appeared.  The monk's falling body withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the green awns that collided together emitted bright light and rolled back towards Su Tang.  This is Su Tang couldn't help but was stunned. His induction was very sharp. The spiritual power contained in the cut seemed to be thicker than before. It seemed that like his Eternal Floating Life Technique, it could peel off monks and escape.  of aura.  At this moment, a sword light swept from the forest and shot towards Su Tang.  That was a flying sword. The flying sword approached Su Tang in the blink of an eye, but the monk who controlled the flying sword was still more than a thousand meters away.  Su Tang raised the scissors, and two more green lights rolled out, clamping the flying sword with lightning speed.  Boom The flying sword shook violently, and the sword light emitted was extinguished, and the severed sword body turned into dull scrap metal, shooting up and down.  The monk manipulating the flying sword in the distance screamed, and his life treasure was instantly destroyed, directly hurting his Zifu.  This kind of spiritual treasure is too overbearing. Although he couldn't control it, Su Tang was also horrified.  The trembling spiritual power fluctuations spread in all directions, and the monks searching for Su Tang sensed the fluctuations and rushed towards him one after another.  Another ray of sword light swept up from the forest, turned into a curtain of light in an instant, and slashed down on Su Tang's head.  Su Tang jumped forward and flew backwards. At the same time, he turned his body sideways, raised his scissors, and rolled towards the light curtain.  Boom the green light rolled through the light curtain, and the light curtain immediately collapsed and turned into countless flying streams of light.  "Huh?" The monk who unleashed the attack looked a little surprised, and then, his figure came out of the woods like lightning.  Su Tang waved his scissors again, and two green lights rolled towards the monk, approaching both sides of the monk in an instant.  The monk snorted coldly, and the spiritual sword in his hand suddenly burst into brilliant light.  There was a fierce collision between the two blue mang and Jian Guang, and the harsh screams were rolled up between the heavens and the earth.  Couldn¡¯t cut it off?  Su Tang was a little surprised, and then breathed a sigh of relief.  If Yijian fails to test everything, Su Tang will worry about the future. The seventh prince Yajui did not refine such a terrifying spiritual treasure, but kept it. Obviously, the seventh prince Yaizhen's natural spiritual treasure is better than Yijian.  Even scarier.  The monk¡¯s eyes fell on his spiritual sword. The luster of the spiritual sword obviously became dim. He was sad and angry at the same time.  At this time, the monks who came from nearby to support had already formed a semi-surrounding force. Seeing that Su Tang was wrong, he spread his demonic wings and fled into the distance.  Several monks opened their long bows, shooting arrows at Su Tang's back one after another, and some monks released flying swords, but Su Tang's full expansion speed was much faster than the arrows and flying swords, and in the blink of an eye they had melted.  A small black dot in the distance.  The next moment, a sky-splitting cry came from behind, and the huge golden-backed Lingyan was like a lead cloud, rushing over.  The middle-aged man in purple dragon robe stood on the giant beak of the golden-backed Ling Yan with his head held high. His robe sleeves gently unfolded and suddenly turned into a torrent, sweeping the nearby monks high into the sky, and then they were swept away.  An invisible force pulled over and fell onto Jin-backed Ling Yan's back.  When he arrived here, Su Tang no longer panicked about running for his life. He knew what the familiar spiritual power fluctuation was. What was more important was that the spiritual power fluctuation also knew him, or in other words, was calling him over.  The chase started again. More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye. The two sides always maintained a certain distance. Su Tang could not get rid of Jinbei Lingyan, and Jinbei Lingyan could not catch up with Su Tang.  Facts have proved that Su Tang is right to value his speed the most. It has just been about twenty years since he stepped out of the starry sky, and there are countless old monsters in the star field who have been practicing for thousands or even ten thousand years, such as crucian carp crossing the river. The power of the magic sword  No matter how powerful he is, sooner or later he will encounter someone more powerful than him. It is better to increase his speed and become invincible first.  After escaping for a moment, the spiritual power fluctuation gradually weakened as Su Tang approached. This area was thousands of miles away from the Gate of Return to Heaven at the exit. The last time Su Tang came here, there was no trace.  Can search here.  Two mountains were faintly seen in front, and there was thick mist between the mountains.  Su Tang did not hesitate and flew straight over. He could hardly see anything in the mist. He could only sense the direction of the spiritual power fluctuations and shoot straight forward.  Suddenly, he found that he had passed through the fog, and an endless group of giant statues appeared in front of him, and each statue was slowly turning towards him, with a rich golden light shining in his eyes, as if he was about to come back again.  Just like last time, he released a beam of light that destroyed the world.  Su Tang was hovering in the air. Because of his nervousness, he swallowed unconsciously.The Lord of the Starry Sky in the palace could not survive the collective fire from the statues. If those statues attacked him, he would definitely die. He only hoped that the fluctuation of spiritual power did not deceive him.  At this time, he suddenly discovered that in the golden light flashing in the eyes of the statues, there was a small red jade plaque slowly rotating. Then he sensed the call again, and hurriedly spread his demon wings and swept forward.  go.  The group of statues did not launch an attack and allowed Su Tang to approach. Su Tang breathed a long sigh of relief and landed on the shoulder of a statue.  Boom boom Strong spiritual power fluctuations came from the fog, and then, the golden-backed Lingyan appeared through the thick fog, revealing its whereabouts.  Suddenly seeing the group of statues in front of them, the monks on the golden-backed Lingyan became stunned. Even the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe was stunned and could not react for a moment.  The golden-backed Ling Yan seemed to feel something was wrong, and spread her wings desperately, trying to avoid the group of statues in front of her.  Su Tang was in a hurry. The moment when the golden-backed Lingyan passed through the mist was the best time, but those statues had clearly gathered power, but they did not move, as if they were waiting for something.  Immediately afterwards, seeing the golden-backed Ling Yan desperately changing its flight trajectory, Su Tang couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Fire" Boom Boom boom, thousands of light beams shot out, one after another.  The body of the golden-backed Lingyan exploded, and in the blink of an eye, the golden-backed Lingyan was enveloped by a rapidly expanding ball of light.  Boom boom boom The statues were still spitting out beams of light. The scene was extremely spectacular, like thousands of cannons blasting together. The expanding ball of light in front became extremely dazzling. With Su Tang's strength, it was actually  It was so shaking that I couldn't even open my eyes, and even shed tears.  The roar lasted for nearly ten breaths before it gradually returned to calm. Su Tang tried his best to open his eyes and found that the front had become empty. Even the fog among the distant mountains had been shaken away, and he could see clearly.  To the forest beyond the mountains.  "Good guy" Su Tang murmured, did the Lord of the Starry Sky and hundreds of monks just disappear?  From time to time, things fall down from high in the sky. They are all fragments, some are metal, and some are like coke-like things.  Su Tang glanced around, and his eyes fell on a battle axe, because the residual spiritual power emitted by that battle ax was the strongest.  It should be the natal spiritual treasure of the Lord of the Starry Sky. Unfortunately, it has been destroyed beyond recognition. As for the owner of the battle ax, it cannot be found at all.  Su Tang fell slowly, searching in the messy wilderness, occasionally leaning down to pick up something.  Suddenly, there was a fluctuation of spiritual energy in the distance, and three figures swept out of the forest and rushed this way. Su Tang just glanced that way. He had no time to pay attention to it, and lowered his head to look for them.  Finally, he walked to the broken battle axe, reached out and picked it up. At least a third of the ax blade was missing, and the ax handle was still emitting high temperatures, but this had no effect on Su Tang. He used  The divine thought slowly swept the battle axe.  The three monks flew slower and slower as they moved forward, because they had already seen the huge group of statues, but they were still unable to figure out what was going on here, so they came to find out.  After a moment, they were less than 500 meters away from Su Tang. They also saw the battle ax in Su Tang's hand. The expressions of the three monks changed at the same time, then turned around and tried their best to escape into the distance.  That was their master¡¯s natal treasure. No matter what method Su Tang used, the result was that the master was dead. He couldn¡¯t even hold it back. It was impossible for them to do anything. If they didn¡¯t run away, they would be fools.  Su Tang let out a long breath and activated the Eternal Flooding Art. Countless light points were peeled out from the air within several kilometers around him, and then gathered towards Su Tang.  The Eternal Floating Life Technique has become his signature, and he is the only one with no other branch. Therefore, although he knows that the Spiritual Movement Technique after the war can absorb all the spiritual power that escapes from the battlefield, he does not dare to expose it easily.  Due to his identity, he had to suppress his desires.  Those three monks are all Xiao Luo Xingjun. In Su Tang's eyes, they are no more than dead people. At this moment, Su Tang doesn't have so many worries.  Some of the light spots focused on Su Tang were as small as chicken eggs, and some were as small as needle tips, with different colors. After taking one breath, all the light spots had been integrated into Su Tang's body.  Su Tangang stood up, spread out his demon wings, and flew up like lightning, chasing the three monks in the direction of their escape.  At Su Tang's speed, the three little Luo Xingjuns were undoubtedly wishful thinking when they tried to escape in front of him. In a moment, Su Tang had already caught up with him, and then he activated his magic sword. The sword flashed across a distance of nearly a kilometer and slashed at a person.  The monk's back thoughts.  The monk was shocked, turned around with all his strength, and moved his spiritual sword, trying to block Su Tang's sword light.  ???????????????????????????????????????????????: The magic sword was extremely sharp, it cut off the monk's spiritual treasure in an instant, and then pierced the monk's body.  The other two monks screamed, separated from each other, and continued to run away.  &nbspAt this moment, Su Tang was already several hundred meters closer. He raised his left hand and waved the magic sword with his right hand, attacking the two monks respectively.
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