The sound of the cannons firing was as loud as ever!
The martial artists with lower cultivation levels who were closer to the cannons vomited blood.
Although those with higher cultivation levels could suppress their surging Qi and blood, they could only hear buzzing sounds in their ears.
Italian cannons were terrifying!
If Li Qingyang were to fire the cannons, it would be more appropriate. Although he was not the second battalion commander, he was the second disciple of the Sect of All Times!
The sound of the cannons reverberated in the air and did not dissipate for a long time.
The martial artists of Lu Zhou who were affected all had fear and shock in their eyes.
In their field of vision.
Wisps of green smoke rose from the long pipes that looked like siege weapons. Dense spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground.
Xiao Ziji, who was the second battalion commander, had already covered his ears with his hands. However, he was still staggering and turning in circles.
It was obvious that even though he was the closest to the cannons, he could not help but feel a little dizzy.
He had reached the peak of Wuzong, and his body was so strong. How could he not be able to withstand the sound of the cannons?
When he came to the Extreme Cold Palace, the Patriarch had given him a few crystal cores that contained black spirit energy.
Those were the demonic crystal cores he had obtained in the Demon Ridge Valley. Not only were they of high quality, but they also contained terrifying demonic energy. Once they were gathered into cannons and fired by the modified cannons, the power would be unimaginable!
This was not possible.
After the bombardment, the area around the Extreme Cold Palace was filled with a chilling, eerie aura. It was easy for people to mistakenly think that a high-level evil cultivator had used a powerful evil technique!
However, the sect-protecting array of the Extreme Cold Palace was distorted under the bombardment of the modified cannons with demonic energy. However, it quickly recovered and did not break!
"Patriarch."
Zhen Dejun, who was accompanying him, said telepathically, "The sect-protecting array of the Extreme Cold Palace has reached supreme-grade."
This level was very high. It was comparable to Wu Huang's level!
"Is that so?"
Jun Changxiao raised his hand.
"Crack!"
Xiao Ziji, who had gradually adapted, kicked open the cannons and took out two demonic crystal cores to charge them as quickly as possible.
"…"
The lips of the upper echelon of the Extreme Cold Palace twitched.
The martial artists of Lu Zhou in the northeast who were affected were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated. They subconsciously covered their ears and sealed their sense of hearing!
"Little friend!"
The Palace Lord of the Extreme Coldness Palace hurriedly said, "Let's talk nicely …"
"Fire!"
Fire the cannons, fire the cannons, run …
Jun Changxiao's angry voice reverberated in the sky.
Bang — — —
The field cannon's muzzle suddenly spat out flames, and a black shell seemed to pierce through the endless void, directly blasting the mountain gate of the Extreme Cold Palace.
Rumble!
The supreme-grade Sect Protection Formation suffered two powerful blows and instantly shattered!
The power of the cannonball was not completely neutralized, and the mountain gate that had been built for thousands of years was instantly reduced to nothingness under the bombardment.
"Hiss!"
The Martial Cultivators in the distance all sucked in a breath of cold air, because more than half of the Extreme Coldness Palace's mountain gate had been blown up!
Oh my god!
These siege weapons were too terrifying!
Array Master Zhen Dejun was also dumbfounded.
The Ultimate Defensive Formation was blown apart after two bombardments. Even a powerhouse like Wu Huang would not be able to do that!
The power of the field artillery bought from the mall should not be underestimated.
Especially when it was used to bombard a fixed target, with the Spirit Core as the driving force, the power unleashed was not something Wu Huang could compare to.
If one shot could not solve the problem, then two shots, three shots … countless shots!
Jun Patriarch came with endless anger this time. The mountain gate of the Extreme Coldness Palace must be reduced to ashes under the bombardment of the cannonballs!
Dragons had reverse scales, and those who touched them would die!
Even if you are a fourth-rate sect, even if you have power in Northeast Lu State.
You dare to touch my disciple, no matter the reason, no matter who is right or wrong, I will make you bloom on the spot!
Pfft!
The Palace Master of the Extreme Coldness Palace spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Sect Protection Formation had been in the Extreme Coldness Palace for thousands of years, and countless ancestors had spent a lot of time and resources to build it. Now that it was shattered, the Palace Master's heart was bleeding!
Especially when the mountain gate that represented their dignity was also destroyed. It was even more unacceptable!
The higher-ups of the Extreme Coldness Palace were extremely angry.
Puchi!
The black shadow of the Demon Ridge flapped its wings and flew over, hovering above the training field.
Jun Changxiao looked down at everyone like a high and mighty king, and said, "Hand over my disciple, or the Extreme Coldness Palace will have no value today."
"This brat is really arrogant!"
The masters of the certification headquarters and the Heavenly Mandate Academy who were hiding in the dark to protect him all twitched their mouths.
He came from thousands of miles away, first destroyed a seventh-rate sect, and now blew up the mountain gate of a fourth-rate sect, and even threatened to destroy it. This was definitely not an ordinary kind of arrogance.
The Palace Master of the Extreme Coldness Palace was furious and said, "Brat, you broke my formation and blew up my mountain gate. Leave your life here today!"
Whoosh — —
As he spoke, the fifth-grade Wu Huang's cultivation was fully unleashed, and then he flew up, and powerful spiritual energy erupted like a tsunami!
As the leader of a sect, it was impossible for him to hold back at this time!
Fight!
He had to fight!
Boom!
The Palace Master of the Extreme Coldness Palace blasted his palm into the void, and the spiritual energy in the sky gathered and instantly condensed into four palm prints, pressing down from different directions at the same speed.
"Four Spirits Elephant Palm!"
"This is the trump card of the Palace Master of the Extreme Coldness Palace!"
The warriors of Northeast Lu State exclaimed. At the same time, they understood that the Palace Master of the Extreme Coldness Palace had used his trump card right from the start, and now he was completely furious!
Screech — —
The Black Eagle of the Devil's Ridge raised its head and screeched. It suddenly flapped its wings, and the space was suddenly stirred up. Immediately, black feathers shot out like sharp swords.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the light of the sharp feathers collided with the four palm prints, and the sky kept exploding. The dazzling light flickered, stirred up the wind, and ruthlessly disturbed the earth, shocking many martial cultivators.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
At this moment, Ye Xingchen flew over and landed on the martial arts field of the Extreme Coldness Palace. He had already taken out the Cold Light Sword in his hand, and his eyes were cold as he said, "A bunch of trash."
"Whoosh whoosh — —"
An elder of the Extreme Coldness Palace flew over, and without saying a word, he gathered vast spiritual energy and punched out violently with his fists.
Ye Xingchen's lips curled into a disdainful smile. The Cold Light Sword in his hand cut through the void, first breaking the elder's fist print, and then quickly approached him, using the Linear Speed Formula in an instant.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Sword Qi intertwined like shadows and light.
"Ta."
Ye Xingchen stood straight, and the Cold Light Sword slightly tilted down, blood gathering at the tip of the sword.
The elder of the Extreme Coldness Palace who was standing behind him tilted his head, and blood spurted out from his chest. He fell to the ground with a loud bang!
"Die!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two elders of the Extreme Coldness Palace rushed over from both sides, forming an explosion of energy. However, before they could attack, their expressions changed drastically, and they quickly formed a defensive wall in front of them.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The bullets hit the barrier. Although they did not shake the two Martial Kings, the impact of the bullets sent them flying.
Crack!
At the ruins of the mountain gate that had been blasted open.
Xiao Ziji smoothly pulled the bolt and set up the AWM sniper rifle. Leaning against the 8x scope, he said in a cold voice, "Everyone, don't move."
The two Martial Kings who were sent flying felt their blood boiling, and their expressions were extremely ugly.
What was that in his hand? How could it produce such a strong force?
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Su Xiaomo and Li Fei used the Cloud Treading Steps and flew over.
The two of them landed behind Ye Xingchen and shouted in a voice that made goosebumps rise. "Senior Sister, we're here. We won't forgive anyone who bullies you!"
Yes.
The people from the Sect of All Times were here!
At this moment, anyone who bullied Lu Qianqian, regardless of whether Jun Changxiao agreed or not, her Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters would not agree!
Even if …
They were enemies with the entire world!
The Falling Star Continent, which had been peaceful for too long, needed such impulsive and hot-blooded forces to inject their souls and vitality!
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