162 Wuchenfeng returns

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Under the continuous attack of the magic roaring sky, the four-color light mask suddenly emitted bursts of tremors, and the illusory four mythical beasts seemed to be suffering great pain, constantly wailing.

"Mom, are we really going to die?" Under the corner, a woman held a little girl and looked worriedly at the trembling four-color mask.

"No, child, you just saw that Grandpa sacrificed himself for us all. How could we die? What's more, didn't you see Lord Wuchenfeng flying out in a big bird at that time?" The woman swept away the sadness on her face and smiled kindly at the child.

"Well, yes, wow, the gray bird is so big, and those mythical beasts are still powerful. When I grow up, I must be like the big brother Wuchenfeng." A light flashed in the eyes of the little boy.

The woman gently held her child in her arms, then slowly closed her eyes and blessed silently in her heart.

Suddenly, as if influenced by a woman, the people around them slowly closed their eyes. Finally, the whole Wucheng people closed their eyes, their faces were calm, their hearts were blessed, and their hearts were missing.

The reason why people are the strength of everything lies in the belief and persistence in people's hearts. Sometimes faith and persistence are not worth mentioning at all, but sometimes they can exert their most powerful power.

When all the people in Wucheng have a belief in their hearts, they mourn Wuchen Cang and others who sacrificed themselves to save Kunlun, and hope for the return of Wuchenfeng. Anyway, these are all positive energy.

"Wang"

Extremely faint five-color rays rise from everyone's bodies. This is not energy, this is faith, this is the belief of all people in Wucheng, their desire for life, and attachment to people.

"Boom"

Suddenly, when those five-color light entered the four-color light mask, the four-color light mask suddenly burst into the brightest light, and the illusory four mythical beasts roared excitedly. Perhaps this is the power, the most powerful power from faith.

"I don't believe that I can't break your turtle shell" is furious.

This four-color light mask was arranged by the practitioners of the four Jindan period, but now the magic Xiaotian can't even break the array arranged by the Jindan period, asking him where to put the face of a dignified demon king-level figure.

"Go to die" Mo Xiaotian was furious, and a black flame burst out in an instant. The black flame burned on Mo Xiaotian's body. At this moment, Mo Xiaotian finally turned into a real demon god.

"sw"

The magic roaring sky seems to have integrated into the space, looming between heaven and earth, and countless dark auras are constantly converging towards him, and these dark auras are like a docile sheep at this moment.

If Wuchenfeng is here now, he will definitely recognize it. This is the power of heaven and the exclusive breath of immortals.

Mo Xiaotian is using its own breath of heaven, borrowing heaven to control this space.

"Boom"

"Card wipe"

Although there is a bonus of everyone's belief, mortals are always mortals, and there are not many people gathered in Wucheng, so the belief that can be generated is not enough. If all people in Kunlun burst out their beliefs at the same time, I'm afraid even the magic roaring sky that borrows the power of heaven can't resist.

"Haha, kill" magic's black eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.

Under the order of the magic roaring sky, a large number of black armored magic soldiers rushed down from the black cloud and rushed to Wucheng, which had completely lost the power of the four mythical beasts.

"Old brother, it seems that we have failed." Wu Chen's soul slowly floated out of the diamond-shaped Xuanwu shield, followed by Zhuge Zheng, Zhao Wuji and Dugu Batian.

"But we can still fight, so we have to fight," Zhuge Zheng said with a smile.

Four people nodded at the same time.

The illusory figure floated into the sky, and the strength of them who lost their bodies has been greatly weakened. What's more, they have been hit by the magic roaring sky just now, and the original illusory figure has become more transparent.

"For Kunlun"

Suddenly, when Wu Chen Cang, Zhuge Zheng Me, Zhao Wuji and Du Gu Ba Tian stood in front of everyone without hesitation, a shocking shout suddenly came from below.

Then, a large number of people floated from under Wucheng. Although their cultivation was not high, their faces were full of unrelenting expressions.

Naturally, many people resented that the four families have been trapped in the Kunlun mainland for so many years. However, when Wuchen, Zhuge Zhengme, Zhao Wuji and Dugu Batian sacrificed themselves to protect the martial arts city, everyone has been completely shocked by their spirit, and now they are blocked as usual. In front of everyone, in an instant, these four gray-haired old men have occupied an unshakable position in everyone's hearts.

"For Kunlun, kill"

Zhuge Zheng looked at the practitioners behind me with wet eyes and let out a shocking roar.

"kill" and "kill"

"Sermen" "Pong"

The magic soldier and the practitioners of Kunlun mainland confronted in an instant.

The blood of endless practitioners fell from the sky, and countless practitioners went forward bravely.

This is already a one-sided killing, but the hearts of Kunlun practitioners are still full of faith, which is not a winning belief. But the belief of death.

Hundreds of soldiers died in battle. There is no need to return the body of the horse leather.

Finally, countless Kunlun practitioners were killed, but those magic soldiers did not damage, which is the gap in strength.

The martial minister burst into tears. Zhuge Zhengme, Zhao Wuji and Dugu Batian had just destroyed their souls under the attack of the magic soldiers. Now he is the only one left to stand in the air and look at the endless magic soldiers.

"Six"

More than a dozen magic soldiers suddenly emitted black light at the same time, and Wu Chen Cang was directly shot through by a black light before he could resist.

However, just as the light in his eyes slowly dimmed, he suddenly heard a burst of shocking dragons from the distant spring. Chen Feng, is Chen Feng back?" Wu Chencang tried his best to open his eyes, but Death no longer allowed him, and his breath was constantly weak.

"Roar"

The dragon's roar is getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, Wu Chen Cang only felt a dark shadow flashing in front of his eyes, and then a familiar person had stood in front of him.

It was Wuchenfeng, Wuchenfeng, Haichen and others finally arrived at Wucheng at the last minute under the non-stop separation.

Wu Chenfeng looked at Wu Chencang, who had completely appeared old at this moment, and there was a trace of guilt and admiration in his heart. If it hadn't been for Wu Chencang, it would have been useless for Wu Chenfeng and others to rush back.