Some of the Resonance Level and Inherited Level disciples made their move.
Garon also saw Blue Pole Star and another beautiful, fair-skinned woman each leading two groups of disciples. They quickly killed several Giant Black Apes and quickly stabilized the chaotic situation.
"How dare you attack the headquarters of the Blue Frost Sect! When the Sect Master returns, it will be your time to die! "
The fair-skinned woman shouted loudly, and her voice immediately stabilized the chaotic situation.
Many people quickly rushed over and gathered together.
The number of powerhouses from the Blue Frost Sect increased. When they gathered together, they suddenly formed a huge force and killed more than ten Giant Black Apes.
"Dragon Vein Frozen Air! Frost Descent! "
Suddenly, a voice came from the ground.
Under the leadership of the Big Senior Sister and Blue Pole Star, everyone from the Blue Frost Sect formed a huge circular formation, emitting a blue cold air that soared into the sky.
The huge cold air formed a terrifying blue dragon head that was hundreds of meters tall in the air. The ferocious dragon's big mouth bit toward Carthage and the other two.
Before the terrifying force field reached them, the intense cold air began to spread from the feet of the three of them up.
Garon could only feel the huge blue dragon head staring at him. A terrifying force that was far beyond the Non-Falling Level froze him in the air.
A large amount of ice began to spread from his feet up, over his legs, over his lower body, and quickly froze above his abdomen.
He was shocked, but at this moment, no skill or power could stop this terrifying cold air from freezing him. Once all the power came into contact with this cold air, it instantly vanished as if it had never appeared.
In less than a few seconds, half of his body was already frozen in ice.
"Level Eight Inscription Formation? Interesting. "Carthage was also frozen, but the corner of his mouth revealed a mocking smile.
Slowly, he raised a hand and grabbed toward the sky.
"Storm!"
Buzz …
In an instant, the sky turned dark.
Countless black clouds circled and formed a huge vortex that was thousands of meters wide. The center of the vortex seemed to be a dark tunnel that led to another world.
There was an explosion. Suddenly, a huge hand that was thousands of meters wide reached out. The skin of the hand was white and covered with fine silver scales. It opened its palm and pressed down gently.
The blue dragon shattered as if it had been crushed alive. It instantly turned into countless ice shards.
There was no sound, only endless vibrations.
Garon only felt an arm that was like a heavenly pillar falling down in front of him and smashing into the ground. All the light in front of him was blocked by the arm. He could even see the palm-sized silver scales on the arm at a very close distance. They were densely packed and emitted a trace of sulfuric smell. The arm was like a huge wall that came crashing down from the sky.
With his arm as the center, the strong air current exploded and dispersed in all directions, causing ripples to appear on Garon's force field.
With a loud crash, the giant arm shattered like glass, shattering into countless silver fragments and dissipating in the air.
The black clouds dispersed, revealing a mess below.
Garon suppressed the shock in his heart and looked down.
At least half of the buildings in the entire Crescent City were destroyed. Under the destruction of this palm, the people from the Blue Frost Sect who were in formation below also suffered heavy casualties.
The corners of Carthage's mouth curled up into a devilish smile. His originally ordinary face, under this temperament, gave off a terrifying and deep feeling.
"Go."
He said calmly.
Whoosh!
Four blood-red silhouettes suddenly appeared beside him. They were the four people in blood-red robes who were hiding somewhere. The ends of their robes were constantly scattering fragmentary shadows. However, the strange thing was that the robes did not seem to be damaged at all. They were still of the same length.
The four people in blood-red robes did not say anything and directly flew down.
Whoosh!
Garon gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. He did not even notice the existence of the four silhouettes earlier.
He stood alone in the sky and watched the four people in blood-red robes charge into the crowd below. It was a one-sided massacre. The heavily injured Blue Frost Sect's Great Senior Sister and Blue Pole Star each blocked one of the Blood Robes. However, the remaining two Blood Robes were invincible. Almost any attack that landed on their bodies would pass through them like a phantom.
Those who were swept by them would be ignited in blood-red flames and instantly turn into white skeletons and fall to the ground.
"Garon." Carthage's voice came into Garon's ears from the side.
Garon turned to look at the mysterious and powerful man.
"Lan Ji Xing is yours." Carthage smiled. A red cross faintly appeared between his eyebrows.
"Yes."
Garon lowered his head.
At this moment, a similar red cross shot into the void in front of him. It was spinning and suspended in the air.
Garon reached out and grabbed the cross. He gently wrapped it around his arm and used the black chain on it as a rope to tie it into a black circle.
"This is the symbol of one of us. Don't kill each other when you see it."
"Understood."
Garen took a deep breath and flew downwards. The Flying Boots on his feet shot out two long white light ribbons.
The Blue Frost Sect's formation below had been crushed by the giant hand. They were all heavily injured. More than a hundred people had been killed by the four people in blood-red robes. Only Lan Ji Xing and the Great Senior Sister were still fighting. They were covered in blood.
Thud.
Garon landed softly in the ruins of the building. His feet stepped on solid stones and rubbish. The solid feeling traveled up from the soles of his feet. It immediately offset some of the unreal feeling from before.
He lowered his head and casually grabbed a handful of stones from the ground.
The white stone fragments cut his hand a little. They were stained with a lot of white lime. They were very hard and hot.
Sighing, Garon turned and walked toward the few people from the Blue Frost Sect who were still stubbornly resisting.
The four people in blood-red robes surrounded the remaining five people from the Blue Frost Sect. They did not attack, nor did they let them leave. They seemed to be waiting for Garon to come over.
Garon quickly walked into the encirclement. As soon as he got close, he felt a bone-piercing chill coming from the Blue Frost Sect people.
"Garon, Master said that Lan Ji Xing will be taken care of by you." One of the people in blood-red robes chuckled. "Don't waste Master's good intentions."
Garon's heart skipped a beat. This person actually called out his identity! This was completely forcing him to leave the Energy Machinist camp. There was no way out!
He glanced at the man in blood-red robes without batting an eyelid and said coldly. Anyway, Carthage was in the sky now. They could not kill each other.
"I don't need you to care about my business."
"You talk big." The man in blood-red robes sneered and said no more.
Lan Ji Xing and the others heard the name and immediately had a subtle reaction. Lan Ji Xing's eyes widened. He seemed to be confused, shocked and in disbelief. There was only one person who had a grudge against him and was also called Garon. Moreover, this person should not be associated with the black-robed man with a deathly aura in front of him.
When Garon's gaze shifted to him, Lan Ji Xing had not completely reacted. He was still blocking in front of his sister. His only brother had died in the Void Battleground. Nothing must happen to his sister! No matter who he was!
"If you can kill him, Master said that he will let you live." The other man in blood-red robes said in an old voice. His words were directed at Lan Ji Xing.
"Kill him?" A glimmer of hope appeared in Lan Ji Xing's eyes that were about to fall into despair.
"Brother …" His sister behind him grabbed his hand and cried softly. "Don't … Don't go. They're lying to you."
"Do I need to lie to you? Under the superposition of the Weakening Field, even if you're a Non-Falling Level, you only have the strength of a peak Inherited Level. Killing you is like killing a bug. Do I need to lie to you? "The old man in blood-red robes said coldly.
"I'll do it!" The Senior Sister took a step forward and said loudly. "I'll replace him!"
"No." The old man in blood-red robes sneered.
"Despicable! Lan Ji Xing is seriously injured and lost blood. He might not even have half of his strength! In addition to your Weakening Field! "The Senior Sister said sternly. "Come at me if you dare!"
"The victor must be unscrupulous. History is written by the victors. It doesn't matter if you're despicable or anything else. You only have two choices now. One is to fight one-on-one with our Junior Brother Garen, and the other is to die. "Blood Robe, who was the first to speak, sneered. "As expected of the Blue Frost Sect. You're famous for your unity. Even at this point, you still don't forget to stand up for your Junior Brother. As expected of the Senior Sister … Tsk tsk, I like this kind of personality."
"You're just a maggot who hides his head and shows his tail! If it's a one-on-one, I can easily kill you! "The Senior Sister's face was pale as she cursed fiercely.
"Alright, let's start as soon as possible." Garon took a step forward. The Scarlet Cross tied to his arm suddenly lit up with a red fluorescent light. He felt as if he had walked into a layer of viscous liquid. The surrounding air seemed to be filled with a thick invisible liquid, hindering his movement speed.
Obviously, this was the so-called Quadruple Weakening Field. Garon did not feel that it had a weakening effect on him. Obviously, it was the effect of the red cross.
He slowly tightened his grip on the hilt. Since the last time he used up the blue flame of the Demonic Blade Sunlight, he found that it could be filled with other flames. So, he casually filled it with some ordinary flames. Only then did it become the appearance that Carthage saw later. There were only red flames, no blue. Moreover, the quality of the ordinary flames seemed to be insufficient. They could only burn on the tip of the blade.
At this point, there was no need to hide his Sunlight Demonic Blade. The power of this Demonic Blade had been reduced to a hard and sharp blade due to the disappearance of the flames, waiting for the next charge.
Hiss …
Sunlight Sunlight was slowly unsheathed. Garon held it in both hands and threw away the scabbard.
Garen stared at the Blue Pole Star in front of him, and an invisible Two-Moon-Level force field erupted from his body.
"It's you … It's really you." Blue Pole Star faintly saw the nature of Garon's Cultivation Method from Garon's Movement Force Field. He smiled miserably and sent a message to his master. "I know I won't be able to live … but my sister is still young. She has just reached Level Three … I beg you. "
Garon's heart sank. A Non-Falling Level powerhouse definitely had a trump card. Even if he was in a half-crippled state, he would not necessarily lose to him. But now …
"I'll use all my wealth … and my life, in exchange for your promise." Blue Pole Star stood still, but his voice directly fell into Garon's ears. "Spare her life. I'll give you my Inherited Power. "
Inherited Power!
Garon took a deep breath. Back then, an ordinary Inherited Level's Inherited Power had given him great benefits. If it was a Non-Falling Level's Inherited Power's Inherited Origin, the benefits would be unimaginable.
"Promise him." Suddenly, Carthage's voice appeared in Garon's ears. His heart tightened.
Without hesitation, Garon gritted his teeth and nodded.
"I promise you."
Boom!!
In the distance, the Blue Frost Sect's biggest landmark building, the stone carving turntable in the air, was violently dropped by more than ten giant apes. With a loud boom, it marked the complete fall of the headquarters of the Blue Frost Sect, one of the top medium-sized sects among the Energy Machinists.
"Come on, kill me." Blue Pole Star smiled miserably. He knew that regardless of whether he won or lost, he would not be allowed to live. The strength of the other party, the terror of their forces, and their ambitions were monstrous. Even he, who was a Non-Falling Level, felt a chill run down his spine. Even if he won, he would definitely be silenced.
But his sister did not know anything. As long as her memory was erased, there was still a glimmer of hope for survival.
Walking over slowly, Garon was not stopped by any force field. The two of them were less than five meters apart. He could already see the will to die in Blue Pole Star's eyes. He did not know how the other party judged that he could be trusted, but this choice was undoubtedly the most beneficial to him.
"Do it." The blood-robed man on the side sneered.
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