Everyone: I started with a mythical talent, and I killed a god with one sword

Chapter 383 The storm is spreading, Meng Qing is coming!

Zaida urged the blood needle to shoot.

Fang Mifeng, who was far away, set up a sniper and urged a move of condensed energy shooting to come to help.

At this moment, the five-turns on the Black Killing side had no time to fight with the five-turns of Xuanjing.

Because the killing moves of the three venerables were already powerful enough to kill all the people of Black Killing and dominate the outcome of the war.

Therefore, we must do our best to intercept!

Now only Yan Ze, Ni Shuang, Jiang Yunqing, Ji Yao and others from the Night Watch Guild are left. They are forced to fight against the five-turns of Xuanjing to prevent them from slaughtering the first and third turns of Black Killing.

Su Ming looked at the five-turn elders of Black Killing beside him with a sharp look in his eyes.

Even if all the five-turns come to help, it is useless!

The attack of the three masters was too invincible. Before they started to fight, Su Ming knew that he couldn't resist this time.

The gap between the sixth and fifth rank is not something that can be made up by numbers!

At this moment, a low hum of an old man came from behind Su Ming.

"Benefactor, I'm here to help you."

The voice came from the sky and turned into thunder, rumbling like a god descending to earth.

The echoes rolled, and people couldn't help but look up.

The clouds gathered!

Immediately, the dark clouds turned into a storm like the abyss, in which ice, phoenix, rain, and thunder twisted into a mad dragon and fell from the sky!

The momentum was so great that it was like a natural storm in a C-level copy, which could strangle the fifth rank.

An old man turned into a phoenix and flew over.

He was dressed in a blue robe, with gray hair fluttering in the wind.

He stood side by side with Su Ming and Jiang Chichi, resisting the three killing moves.

Looking at the old man, Su Ming's eyes flickered.

Meng Qing!

"Meng Lao... you are here." Su Ming was a little shocked.

He came so quickly!

What he signed with him was only an alliance contract, not a slave contract.

So he did not need to obey his orders absolutely.

Even if he came, he could come slowly.

In a battle of this scale, it was almost a matter of life and death for Meng Lao to help, but he still chose to come as quickly as possible.

This was not the effect of the contract, but Meng Qing's original intention!

Meng Qing nodded, and at the same time, he used both hands to activate the storm skill with all his strength.

"Received the letter, I knew the situation was urgent, so I came here immediately!"

Su Ming took a look.

Meng Qing was so stupid that he had already reached the cultivation level of half a step to the sixth level!

Only one step away, he could officially enter the sixth level and become a Storm Lord!

When Su Ming freed him, he was free and put the level-up first.

After he left the Zhang family, he really did what he said, and leveled up with all his strength, and his level improved by leaps and bounds.

For so many years, under the coercion of the Zhang family's soul Gu, Meng Qing had always regarded assisting and protecting the young master as the most important task in his life, so he neglected his realm cultivation.

However, after dozens of years, although Meng Qing's realm had not improved, his foundation had long been solid, like pure gold.

After dozens of years of accumulation, once his mind was freed, his level would rise sharply!

Seeing this scene, the whole audience was shocked.

Yan Ze and Shen Yixi, the two most stable people, both had their eyes slightly fixed at this moment.

"A half-step six-turn great power... is actually Su Ming's benefactor?" Yan Ze couldn't believe it.

And Meng Qing's eyes towards Su Ming were extremely respectful.

"That raging storm, is it his skill?"

"So powerful!" People exclaimed.

At this moment, both the people of the Xuanjing Guild and the people of Heisha held their breath.

The Storm Lord's skills are mainly large-scale attacks and killings, so the momentum is naturally huge.

The momentum of his fifth-turn skills is comparable to that of the sixth turn.

So, everyone was frightened!

Everyone present knew that Meng Qing was at least a half-step six-turn master, and even many people at a lower realm mistakenly thought that Meng Qing was a true sixth-turn master!

Because of the characteristics of his profession, Meng Qing's skills are so powerful that they can be compared to the sixth turn.

But the power is naturally not as good.

Jiang Chi's eyes flickered slightly, and then he smiled.

There was blood on the corner of his mouth, and he laughed suddenly.

"Hahaha..."

"It seems that there are still variables in the battle today!"

With the help of a half-step six-turn, plus Jiang Chi, a strong man among the venerables, they can really barely compete!

Instead of being completely crushed like before.

Guo Xin was extremely calm and smiled contemptuously.

"Haha, I wonder what it is."

"It turns out that it is a half-step six-turn. Strictly speaking, it is still an ant within the range of the fifth turn."

Zhuo Mo also said calmly: "With the three of us joining forces, even if there is another real six-turn, we can still defeat it."

"And now, you are just a half-step six-turn, and the outcome will not change."

"Die!!"

Everyone exerted their strength together.

The skills of both sides collided, and in an instant, the pale light burst out with blood, the grass flew, and the space shook.

More than ten five-turn, one six-turn, one half-step six-turn, together they confronted three killing moves.

Such a large-scale battle was too terrifying.

This small D-level copy could hardly bear it, and the space almost collapsed, with cracks everywhere.

The original noisy shouts and killings disappeared in an instant.

When all the noises died down, dust filled the air.

Heisha suffered heavy casualties!

Not to mention Heisha, a large number of people on Xuanjing's side were killed by the leaked fluctuations.

Su Ming stood up covered in blood.

His HP dropped to 35%.

But fortunately, he survived!

With the help of Meng Qing, he managed to resist the three skills!

But Su Ming had no time to rejoice.

He saw a burly corpse in front of him.

Wan Tie!

His body was riddled with holes and he died in battle. He used his body to absorb and resist a lot of damage on the front line.

Zai Da flew backwards for a hundred meters, covered in blood, and fell into a coma.

Most of the five turns of Heisha died!

Elders Wan Tie died in this battle.

This price was too heavy.

Ji Yao, Yan Ze, Ni Shuang and others had blood on their mouths and their HP dropped. They barely stood up and drank the healing potion.

"Actually... stopped you?" Ji Yao was extremely shocked and looked at the ground in front of him.

I saw a huge gully, several kilometers long, crossing the battlefield.

Jiang Chi held the knife in one hand, stood on the ground, his eyes were cold.

Meng Qing's mouth was bleeding, and he stepped back more than ten steps, his old eyes were full of solemnity.

"Three venerables... this battle is really slim." He said in his heart.

But he had to come.

Why?

Life is precious, but freedom is more precious.

Su Ming gave him freedom, so he naturally protected Su Ming's life!

"Hahaha, the three of us only joined forces for two moves, and most of you Heisha were killed or injured." Guo Xin smiled proudly, and the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed.

"Your fifth turn, almost all sacrificed, only the last few are left."

"The outcome of this battle is determined!" Zhuo Mo said.

After that, the three venerables no longer joined forces to attack.

Instead, they began to attack separately.