Chapter 1,294 Four Machines Rolled up Thousands of Piles of Snow

"I don't want the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races anymore. Let's take action with all our strength! This is his last magical power." Ao Xun roared crazily. He understood that Di Jiu's strength would never be lower than his. The most terrifying thing was Di Jiu's strength. With magical powers, he is not afraid of siege at all. This moment is definitely not the time to hesitate.

At this moment, all the monks in the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races rushed out of their caves.

Obviously, in this war, both sides of the war did not care at all whether the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races would be destroyed. If they remained in their own caves, they would be seeking death. But no one left. Such a shocking battle was too rare, and no one wanted to miss this opportunity.

Yuan Changxiao's eyes showed horror. Only at this moment did he understand that Di Jiu was not inferior to him. He was sure that if he fought Di Jiu alone, he might not be his opponent.

Di Jiu was anxious in his heart. He knew that once his wave of sword power passed, it would be the other party's turn to attack. Although he is not afraid, the strong men from the Honglin tribe will definitely arrive in time, and he is afraid that he will be unable to get up or down at that time.

It's not that he's afraid that he can't block the magical powers of Ao Xun and others, he's worried that the Honglin tribe will use wheel tactics on him when they arrive. Even though the seventh wave of sword power was strong, it still couldn't kill Ao Xun. The best time is when his seventh wave of sword power is about to be suppressed, and the strong men of the Honglin tribe swarm forward. At that time, his four-year machine can exert its maximum power.

The Que Saint in the fifth step is much better than the Liyan Saint in the fourth step. If Ao Xun hadn't blocked his domain and the wave of sword power here, he would have killed all these fourth-step Liyan saints long ago.

Feeling the madness of Ao Xun and others, Di Jiu let out a long roar, and the Taoist aura rolled around him, and the chaotic energy was also filled in this rolling Taoist aura. The seventh wave of sword power that was still taking shape turned into a wave of sword power exceeding fifty million feet and swept over in the blink of an eye.

The sword glowed ninety thousand miles away, turning into boundless killing intent and whizzing down, condensing into endless waves of swords rolling in!

Regardless of whether the strong men of the Honglin tribe can catch up with the fireworks of the Four Years Machine, he will first use the Four Machines of Time to harvest a wave. At worst, he can just leave when the strong men from the Honglin tribe arrive. The holy city of all races was destroyed by him. He, Di Jiu, wanted to leave, but no one could stop him.

The killing of Daoyun in the wave of knives is substantial. Including Ao Xun, all the strong men who besieged Di Jiu knew that if they could not stop Di Jiu's wave of knives, none of them would survive. If Di Jiu's wave of swords was blocked, Di Jiu would definitely be the one who died.

There is no need for Ao Xun to remind him that all the powerful men besieging Di Jiu are frantically burning their own Dao Yun or blood essence, and every magic weapon is suppressed by the terrifying wave of swords and unleashes an indomitable killing aura.

At this moment, either you die or I die. Everyone in this battlefield has no way out.

Aoxun really wanted to use the thunder hammer arrow. He believed that the thunder hammer arrow could definitely hit Di Jiu severely, but he also knew in his heart that once he used the thunder hammer arrow, even if hundreds of millions of thunder arrows passed through Di Jiu's knife wave, Wall, their losses would not be less than Di Jiu's.

Apart from the wave of Di Jiu's sword that he could block, the fourth step of Liyan Saint's magical power was absolutely unstoppable. Once it rushed past him, the casualties would be heavy. Those who came today are all golden-armored saints from the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races.

After just a moment's hesitation, Ao Xun's thunder hammer also turned into a sea of ​​thunder. Although the sea of ​​thunder did not roll up tens of millions of feet, it rolled overwhelmingly towards the terrifying wave of knives.

All the fourth-step Liyan saints who were suppressed by Di Jiurei's three magical powers and the realm of time and space rules felt their whole bodies relax, and even madly used their strongest magical powers, or blasted towards the terrifying wave of knives. Or directly attack Di Jiu.

The monks watching from a distance, even the fourth-step Liyan Saint, were horrified. They were sure that once they encountered Di Jiu's terrifying sword wave, they would have no choice but to wait for death.

They couldn't even touch the killing power of this kind of sword wave, let alone use their magical powers to resist it. The monks with stronger cultivation levels also saw that if Ao Xun had not been the first to bear the brunt, then more than a dozen fourth-step Li Yan saints who followed Ao Xun to attack Di Jiu would have been killed by Di Jiu at this moment.

It can be seen that Di Jiu's previous killing of three Liyan Saints from the Honglin tribe was not a sneak attack at all. With this kind of strength, if you want to kill three Liyan Saints, you still need a sneak attack?

Although everyone's thoughts and gazes could not penetrate Di Jiu's terrifying realm of time and space rules, nor could they penetrate into the waves of Di Jiu's sword, they all knew that this should be the most critical moment of life and death. It can be seen that both parties have no intention of entangled, but will attack with all their strength as soon as they come up.

The momentum of the soaring knife wave finally collided with various magical powers, and the boundless sea of ​​thunder was torn apart from the coastline at this moment.

The coastline of the Thunder Sea was torn apart, and the majestic thunder and thunder patterns in the Thunder Sea exploded instantly like an avalanche that suddenly appeared.

The breath of death filled the world, and the monks who were not very far away were swept into this avalanche-like sea of ​​collapse and turned into dust in an instant.

All the onlookers' monks retreated frantically. They had a premonition that this was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was Di Jiu's 40- to 50-million-foot sword wave.

The sword wave has not collapsed yet. Once it collapses, how many people will die?

"You dare to kill the Liyan Saint of my Honglin tribe, you are seeking death..." A roaring voice came from the distance. Unlike all the onlookers who were retreating quickly, following this voice, dozens of powerful figures rushed towards The thunder sea that has collapsed and the sword wave that is about to collapse.

"Hahahaha..." Ao Xun laughed. He was ecstatic in his heart. He could feel it. Although his thunder sea collapsed first, Di Jiu's sword wave was definitely about to collapse.

At this time, the strong men from the Honglin tribe came to help. No matter how strong Di Jiu was, he had nowhere to escape. So he, who was still a little worried at first, was now even more energetic. He even took the initiative to rush towards the wave of swords. He absolutely could not leave Di Jiu to be taken away by the Honglin people.

Wow! Di Jiu's tens of millions of feet of sword waves finally collapsed and turned into billions of blade fragments.

But Di Jiu not only did not step back, but instead took another step forward and rushed into the billions of sword fragments. At the same time, he rolled up endless Dao Yun hand techniques. The torn knife wave fragments did not dissipate, but condensed and then exploded again!

The sword power gathers, and the killing rhyme begins!

Time flies by, rocks pierce the sky, stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up...

Just like a huge wave crashing on the rocks, the seventh wave of swords from the Three Machines of Time hit Ao Xun's sea of ​​thunder and numerous magical powers, blasting out terrifying fragments of killing sword intent all over the sky.

Ao Xun's face turned pale, and he knew that he was careless. He thought that Di Jiu's Three Time Machines should be Di Jiu's strongest magical power, and that there would never be a stronger magical power.

But Di Jiu not only had stronger magical powers, but this stronger magical power also used the power of their magical powers to bring his murderous intent to the extreme. This is equivalent to them helping Di Jiu improve the killing power of his magical power, and then attack themselves.

How many people can survive today with this terrifying knife-like killing intent? He saw a gray light passing through Di Jiu's left shoulder, but he was not happy at all, because he knew very well that this should be the last injury Di Jiu suffered.

Poof! Lines of blood exploded, followed by muffled groans. Ao Xun didn't need to look to know that the people he brought and the Honglin monks who rushed into Di Jiu's last magical power in time had become the target of each other's hunting.

Bang! In just a moment of confusion, several pieces of sword light passed through Ao Xun's body, and a sense of decay of the avenue came. How dare Ao Xun continue to stay? He grabbed a talisman without hesitation and was about to sacrifice it.

(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)