Tens of thousands of warships lined up in a square array of volleys, the armor plates of the bow of the ship moved away, and a main cannon surrounded by gloomy light extended out, locking the Wuzhi Mountain in front of them.

Linghu Qingqing was wearing heavy armor and with her hands on her back, standing at the bow of a giant ship, calmly looking at hundreds of tortoise shell boats galloping forward. In front of the tortoise shell boats lined up, countless large rocs surrounded by thunder flew into the sky, flew into the distance with noise.

Not only the tribe who had suffered heavy casualties just now, but also the deterrence of the huge battle formation composed of tens of thousands of warships, these great rocs also felt the terrifying aura in the fleet that made them feel like a catastrophe was right in front of them.

Even in this wilderness in the northern border, it is the most barbaric and cruel indigenous people. These great rocs have animal instincts. They know how to avoid disasters and know that when facing natural enemies, they must escape as fast as possible.

The tortoise shell boat is very stable, without any obstacles, and it goes straight to the front of the Wujie Peak.

The Wujie Mountain, which was straight up and down, was shaped like a truly cut palm with his wrists on the ground, and the knuckle marks, palm lines, etc. on the palms were clearly visible. If you look carefully, even the fingerprints on the fingers of the five fingers were very clear.

Tens of thousands of desperate people came out of the tortoise shell boat. They carefully sacrificed their respective defense secret treasures, stepped on the flowing light and clouds, and carefully flew towards Wuzhishan.

This Wujie Mountain is hundreds of miles high, with a base of nearly a thousand miles. The jungle at the foot of the mountain is lush and full of towering ancient trees thousands of feet tall. Huge nests of big rocs are neatly built in the jungle, and some desperate fall down into the nest, and then fly up with a smile.

There were many eggs left in those nests that the great roc could not take away. The birds were extremely vibrant, and it was obvious that the chicks inside had developed very well. As long as this innate spiritual bird was well cultivated, it would be an excellent mount and war beast.

Many outlaws fell down one after another, and there were enough bird eggs in the nest, and many people laughed happily.

According to Mr. Hu's order, these unexpected gains were their spoils and they did not need to be handed over.

These desperados were all three feet of the ground. They searched carefully outside the nest. In addition to the bird eggs, they also picked up many valuable spiritual woods, spiritual medicines, and various precious things. Then, under the urging of their respective leaders, they flew up again and rushed into the Wuzhi Mountain in groups.

The first batch of 3,000 outlaws were the first-level outlaws with the lowest cultivation level of the Taizang Realm.

They used their escape technique carelessly to go straight to Wuzhi Mountain. At first, there was no abnormality in the ten miles, but when they pressed the escape light and really stepped on Wuzhi Mountain, they heard a muffled thunder sound, and a purple lightning flashed across Wuzhi Mountain.

The three thousand desperadoes, together with their defensive secret treasures, exploded into black dust all over the sky. A rush of rushes out from the gaps in the two fingers of Wuzhishan, blowing the black and gray all over the sky.

Black and gray scattered in the jungle at the foot of the mountain. These black and gray were transformed by the bodies of monks in the fetus realm, and contained huge energy and flesh essence. Black and gray scattered into the jungle. As the jungle at the foot of the mountain swayed slightly, the towering ancient trees that were thousands of feet tall actually grew a few inches higher.

"Father, have you seen clearly?" Mr. Hu trembled with fat all over his body, turned around, and asked Linghu Qingqing carefully.

Linghu Qingqing's two eyes turned into pure silver white, and the cold light was like a sharp sword, slashing the void in front of him with a faint ripples. He squinted his eyes and stared straight into the direction of Wuzhi Mountain. After a while, he shook his head: "Continue to let them go up... This mountain is very strange."

After pondering for a while, Linghu Qingqing lowered her voice: "The gods asked you to go to the deep sea, collect these treasures first, and then come to the northern border... Obviously, the danger here is much larger than the deep sea. You must have those treasures to support the treasures here before you can take out the treasures here."

Linghu Qingqing's words made Mr. Hu shudder.

It is indeed the reason. The map given by the gods marked the order of order. It was indeed to ask him to go to the deep sea first and then come to the wilderness of the northern border. But in terms of distance, the most time-saving thing is to come to the wilderness of the northern border first.

Since the gods made such arrangements, it is obvious that the dangers in the Five Fingers Mountain are much more dangerous than those of the Nine Dragon Coffin, Jellyfish Bottle and other places.

Wu Tie stood a hundred feet away, looking at Wuzhishan in the distance.

That mountain... gave him a very depressing feeling, and it was heavy on his heart, making people want to vomit, and he felt that his qi and blood were not functioning.

Wu Tieling's enlightenment is extremely strong, so he has such a strong sense of emotion. However, those outlaws are mostly physically cultivating. They only practice magic power and physical body, and do not take the understanding of the secrets of Taoism and Heaven. To put it bluntly, this is a group of human-shaped beasts with developed limbs and simple minds.

They did not feel how powerful this Five Finger Mountain was. The three thousand outlaws who were killed before were just the worst-savvy minions among them. This Five Finger Mountain may have some natural restrictions, but that's all.

More than a dozen of outlaws have reached the peak of the Taizang Realm and are extremely powerful. The big desperate leader who has protected the divine weapons of heaven given by Master Hu gathered thousands of outlaws and formed a military formation according to the serious formation map. He stepped on a dark cloud and rushed towards Wuzhishan in a mighty manner.

Another purple lightning flashed by, and this time everyone saw clearly. A very thin dark purple thunder, as thin as hair, fell from the sky, and fell heavily on the military formation. Several defensive divine weapons made loud noises, and large pieces of light flashed. Thousands of desperate people joined forces to block this wave of thunder attack.

All the outlaws shouted in unison, and Linghu Qingqing, Mr. Hu and others also smiled and nodded, urging the fleet to slowly approach several miles.

Thousands of desperate people landed on the Wujie Mountain. The formation was running. They stepped on the flowing clouds and walked quickly towards the middle finger in the middle.

Wuzhishan, Wuzhishan, and the middle finger are directly penetrated into the sky, which is the most eye-catching. According to common sense, if there are secret treasures left in this Wuzhishan, then it should be in the finger in the middle, right?

With a loud bang, purple thunder fell in the sky, and the military formation hit a layer of flexible restriction heavily. A crystal clear blood-colored light covered the entire Wujie Mountain. It was a hundred feet away from the middle finger in the middle, but the military formation was blocked outside the blood-colored light curtain.

"Attack!" Several big bosses among the outlaws shouted in unison.

"Boom!" Linghu Qingqing raised his right hand and pointed at the blood-colored light curtain that covered the entire Wuzhi Mountain.

The use of the outlaws is to explore the way and work hard... Since they have already stimulated the ban in the Five Fingers Mountain, then breaking through this layer of stream of light is to say. As for the main cannons of tens of thousands of warships, will it make the thousands of outlaws on the mountain alas... How could Linghu Qingqing care about so much?

The void, which is a thousand miles apart, is illuminated by the strong light emitted by tens of thousands of main cannons.

Tens of thousands of light columns hit the middle finger almost at the same time.

The blood-colored light curtain was shaking violently, layer by layer of light curtain shattered and evaporated, and then new blood light continued to spew out of the mountain. The purple thunder in the air fell like a rainstorm, falling overwhelmingly on the army formation composed of desperate people.

The outlaws hissed and howled, their army resisted the bombardment of thunder and then kept retreating.

The main guns of tens of thousands of warships fired volleys, and light columns exploded. There seemed to be a huge sun in front of them. The blazing strong light almost turned their bodies into mummies. These desperate people vomited blood, and their internal organs were seriously injured.

The giant ship at Wu Tie's feet trembled violently. The three giant ships secretly built by Mr. Hu had an amazing caliber and were more than ten times the thickness of the main gun of an ordinary warship. After about a cup of tea, three light columns that were several miles thick burst into the air with a harsh roar and bombarded straight on the middle finger in the middle of the Wuzhi Mountain.

The three giant ships were shaking violently, and the three main guns kept pouring out strong light. The light column spanned hundreds of miles, one at the muzzle of the giant ship and the other at the mountain of Wuzhishan.

Cooperating with the fierce attack of tens of thousands of warships, the blood-colored light curtain on the Wuzhishan Mountain finally exploded into a blood-colored light all over the sky with a "bang", disappearing without a trace.

The cannon fire fell on the middle finger in the middle, causing the rocks to splash with the middle finger. Countless stones of large and small peeled off the mountain, and then quickly turned into blue smoke by strong light.

Thousands of desperate people lying on the back of Wuzhishan Mountain let out a joyful roar, jumped up fearlessly, forming an army formation and running towards the middle finger.

Linghu Qingqing raised his right hand and clenched his fists.

The warship's volley stopped abruptly. In the fleet, countless people still had a bright look, their eyes were sore and they couldn't see clearly. After a while, the outlaws had already rushed to the middle finger in the middle, and when they were stepping on the flowing clouds and flew towards the top of the mountain, a few soldiers who had reached the fetal treasure realm barely recovered their vision.

Wu Tie was not affected by the strong light of the main gun's volley. He looked straight at the desperate people who were rushing to lightning.

Wuzhishan was fired in a round by tens of thousands of warships, and the rocks on the surface were blown to pieces. In many places, the mountains had been deformed.

But Wu Tie's eyes were sharp-eyed. He saw that there seemed to be something extraordinary in the cracks in the disintegrating mountain.

"This seems..." Wu Tie just muttered a few words, and the entire Wuzhi Mountain vibrated violently. Countless huge rocks exploded from the mountain at the same time, like countless locusts, roaring and shooting out in all directions.

The huge rocks were extremely powerful, and hundreds of huge rocks fell on the military formation of the outlaws. The flying stone attack at a close distance made these desperate people have no time to dodge and resist. The huge rocks hit their military formation violently, and thousands of desperate people vomited blood.

The mountain flew everywhere, a piece of white as jade, and its fingerprints faintly showed a dark golden color. The palms that were hundreds of miles long appeared from the rocks.

A breath that makes people suffocate, like a river that is endless, turbulent and vast, like an endless ocean, the breath of ancient and majestic beasts is released from the palm of the hand. The aura that is as solid as a radius of tens of thousands of miles instantly envelopes the mountains that are tens of thousands of miles away, and the void is frozen, and the wind and clouds are stagnant. All living things in the mountains, from Linghu Qingqing to the smallest insects, are blank in their minds.

In this Wujie Mountain, under the thick rock layer, there is actually a palm.

A powerful man whose origin is unknown, but his original deity must be extremely terrifying and his strength is simply incalculable.

With a "bang", the army formed, and thousands of outlaws who wanted to fly to the top of the middle finger mountain exploded, and their divine fetus were crushed into pieces. Only the two strongest leaders with the strongest cultivation were protected by secret treasures. They barely rushed out of the military matriarch and fled to the rear fleet with hissing screams.

"God...this is..."

But the two big bosses didn't escape far, and the palms, which were hundreds of miles high, were as white as jade, suddenly moved.

The huge palm shrank to a hundred feet in size, and then grabbed it forward as fast as lightning. The two big bosses, together with the hundreds of turtle shell boats behind, and more than 20,000 desperate people near the turtle shell boats, were slapped in the palm of his hand.

The dark golden light in the stripes on his palm flowed, and the divine fetuses he caught suddenly shrank, and the bodies of the tortoise shell boat and the desperate man were pinched into a golden ball about the size of a few "cracks".

Wuzhi Mountain disappeared, and a large pit with a diameter of thousands of feet was exposed under the mountain, "Gududu" constantly spitting out dark golden mist.

The dull breathing sound kept coming from the big pit. Breathing, breathing, breathing, and the void within tens of thousands of miles seemed to expand, contract, expand, and contract with this terrible breathing sound...

A suffocating evil aura that was even more terrifying than the breath of the palm of his hand spewed out of the pit, "gigging", "gigging", and a strange sound came out of the pit.

The sound was like a zombie that had been frozen for tens of thousands of years. He woke up from the coffin and was struggling to speak. But after countless years of freezing, his Adam's apple was rusted. He was trying hard to adjust his breath, constantly impacting the Adam's apple and vocal cords, and trying to make a sound.

"Beware." Linghu Qingqing screamed.

He finally woke up from the stagnant state caused by the terrible aura. He roared with all his might. With a "boom", the stagnant void was shattered like a glass cover that was hit hard, and countless soldiers on tens of thousands of warships woke up at the same time.

A dark golden beam of light spurted out of the pit silently, and wisps of strange Taoist patterns turned into clear dragons, flying straight up in the dark golden beam of light, and then swung rapidly in the beam of light.

A figure with long hair danced slowly flew out of the light column, and he was completely alone. He held a silver lamp with an ancient shape in his left hand, and a little silver light on the wick emitted dazzling starlight; he held a dark golden treasure Ruyi in his right hand, and a vast and unpredictable aura turned into rays of light, constantly falling from Ruyi's head like a waterfall.

These seven treasures Ruyi are extremely wonderful. Once the rays of light dripping from Ruyi's head touch the ground, they immediately grow into lotus leaves, and clean white lotus grow from them. The white lotus as big as a basin flows through the light, emitting a rich fragrance, which spreads thousands of miles with the fragrance of the mountain.

"The supreme treasure!" Linghu Qingqing looked at the seven treasures greedily.

He had seen the artifact of the Great Jin Divine Kingdom, and he had personally experienced the terrifying power of the artifact of the artifact of the Great Jin Divine Kingdom.

But he could use his ancestral tablets to swear that the several magical artifacts in the Great Jin Dynasty, whether it is the Fengyun Zhentian Bell or the Wanlong Palace, are definitely not as good as the Dragon and Tiger Ruyi Qiang in front of him.
Chapter completed!