As the crisp sound of a sword being drawn echoed, a surging column of fire and evil spirit shot up into the sky.
The mad demon Cao Yuan, wearing a dark and murderous coat, dragged his sword in one hand, his scarlet eyes revealed surging murderous intent. Like a madman who was not afraid of death, he charged straight into the weakest position of his own battle unit with a grin!
Cao Yuan, who was originally at the "Klein" realm, after releasing the Black King's evil spirit, the aura fluctuations he exuded had reached the peak of the "Klein" realm. The surging evil blade light slashed wildly in all directions, easily cutting a bloody path in this direction.
"Everything is disarmed."
Baili Pangpang followed Cao Yuan slowly, and with his right hand clenched in the air, black and white energies emerged under his feet, swirling into a huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram, and invisible power spread out.
The next moment, the swords and shields in the hands of these Nordic warriors began to tremble at the same time, and flew into the sky uncontrollably, guarding the fat shadow, like a huge and solid shield wall, dividing the surrounding battlefield.
Then, Baili Pangpang formed a complex seal with his hands in front of his chest and whispered:
"Xun wind, Li fire, the whole world is blazing."
As soon as he finished speaking, the eight trigrams around the black and white Tai Chi diagram under his feet lit up one after another, two of which disappeared into nothingness. A moment later, a hurricane carrying fire exploded with him as the center!
Countless disarmed Western-style long swords were wrapped in this terrifying fire storm. With a touch of Baili Pangpang's finger, they shattered into a rain of fire all over the sky, pouring down towards the Nordic war unit in front!
At the same time, An Qingyu, carrying the black coffin, had circled to the rear of the Nordic war unit and was walking among the crowd like a ghost.
Two strange purple rays faintly emerged in those grey eyes. All the Nordic combat team members who looked at him seemed to have their souls taken away, and stood still in place without moving.
An Qingyu, wearing a blood-stained white robe, walked out from among dozens of people who were as dumbfounded as statues. He lowered his head slightly and pushed his glasses.
The lenses reflected two pale cold rays under the light. The next moment, those dazed members of the combat unit suddenly went crazy. They folded their hands in front of them and smashed their foreheads hard!
Bang, bang, bang——!
Dull explosions were heard one after another, and those figures mysteriously smashed their own heads with their own hands, falling limply to the ground, with scarlet blood staining the ground...
Jiang Er, a ghost in a white dress, floated out from the black coffin, passed through the blockade of the Nordic War Department as if it were nothing, passed through the heavy dungeon door, and disappeared without a trace.
A few seconds later, a low creaking sound was heard, and the heavy dungeon door slowly opened from the inside, revealing a dark passage leading deep into the dungeon.
Behind the dungeon door, a Nordic warrior possessed by Jiang Er threw the keychain in his hand with force and threw it accurately into An Qingyu's hand.
The cells in the dungeon are basically sealed with divine power, and it is impossible for them to break them with brute force, but with these keys, they can open most of the cell doors in the dungeon.
"Well done, Jiang Er." An Qingyu smiled slightly.
The intervention of the [Nightfall] team made the balance of victory tilt towards the Evil Society. The Nordic troops stationed at the entrance gradually collapsed and were forced to retreat to the entrance.
At this moment, a figure suddenly walked out from nothingness and stood in mid-air above the Nordic war team!
The magical glow on his body gradually faded, and a figure holding a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand overlooked the many Nordic warriors below him. His eyes focused, and two balls of torch-like golden light suddenly burst out!
[Wrath of the Tyrant]!
Unprecedented fear suddenly surged in the hearts of all the Nordic combat team members below. They only felt their shoulders sink, as if an invisible big hand was pressing their bodies, and they knelt down to the ground little by little...
They tried hard to raise their heads, trying to see the figure above their heads clearly, but the violent pressure of the king firmly controlled their bodies. There was only an indifferent and majestic gaze, as if looking down at their souls through the skull.
As the Nordic troops froze and were trapped, a ray of night climbed onto the blade of the [White Cutting] blade, and the figure in the air landed in the middle of the crowd like a light wild goose...
My foot slipped.
Lin Qiye was stunned and lost his balance, about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, he slapped the ground with his other hand, flew into the air, and slashed with his left hand!
The next moment, a blade light that ignored distance swept by like a full moon, and dozens of heads were thrown up at the same time!
"Qi Ye!?" When they saw that figure, Baili Pangpang and others' eyes lit up at the same time!
Lin Qiye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
This damn [Star Coin] sequelae...it almost made me look terrible.
Lin Qiye's charge became the last straw that broke the camel's back for the Nordic War Department. The entrance to the Abyss Dungeon was completely lost. The people of the Shangxie Society rushed into the door frantically and headed to the bottom of the dungeon!
Lin Qiye's eyes swept over everyone, finally stopping at An Qingyu, and he spoke in surprise:
"Qingyu, your realm..."
"I have dissected a lot of 'mysteries', so I have made faster progress." An Qingyu smiled shyly.
"You're not just faster, your realm has surpassed mine." Lin Qiye looked at An Qingyu as if he was looking at a monster.
An Qingyu scratched his head a little embarrassedly.
"Qiye, how's things going over at the Rainbow Bridge?"
Cao Yuan asked curiously.
"Three main gods have come from Daxia, almost all of the ceiling has come... Oh, and Senior Sword Saint is here too."
"Senior Sword Saint?" Upon hearing this name, the eyes of the Night Team lit up.
"Yes, it's been almost three years since we last met, and he's even more powerful than before." Lin Qiye smiled, "You'll know when the time comes... Now let's go save people first.
I know the exact location where Ji Jian is being held, but,
…
Deep in the dungeon.
As the members of the Shangxie Society fought bloody battles all the way, the Nordic war units stationed inside the dungeon suffered defeats one after another.
During this process, the number of people in the Shangxie Society suffered terrible losses. Originally there were nearly twenty top fighters, but now there are only eleven or twelve left, and all of them are injured.
Even so, they did not pause at all, and rushed towards the lower dungeon where Ji Ji was imprisoned like a sharp sword.
Just as they were about to reach the bottom of the dungeon, a deafening wolf howl came from a stone platform not far away!
A huge black shadow as big as a hill slowly stood up from the darkness...
The guardian of the abyss, the demon wolf Fenrir.