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Chapter 207 The Collapsed Yuanfu

"Well?"

"Are these monks outside?"

The artistic conception of Yan Nu permeated, shocking the outside world, and at the same time made him feel the outside world.

Of course, this is not divine consciousness, and martial arts does not have the power to meet people thousands of miles apart.

So he couldn't see or hear the crowd, he just felt their position.

They exist one by one, like small flames, dotted like fireflies in the night sky.

He didn't attack, he was still learning to distinguish, trying to let himself feel more content.

After all, there are many others out there.

"boom!"

"Hahaha!"

"Yuanfu, don't run away!"

Yan Nu shook the strong men all over his body, and those yellow scarf fighters fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

He jumped high, every move he made was full of artistic conception, and his momentum was like the scorching sun rising into the sky.

You can experience that your mastery of power has improved a lot, and you can gather or scatter with the power of a thousand dragons in your body, and various changes can exert greater power.

The flow of various things in the body can be felt clearly and clearly.

Of course, these small changes in the senses are nothing compared to attaining the great power of the Dao realm, and there are more mysteries in others.

Compared with skills and realm, he is still far behind, but he is more powerful than before.

But it doesn't matter, Yan Nu has never relied on the improvement in this aspect to fight against the enemy. This kind of improvement in skills cannot keep up with the speed at which he provokes the enemy...

"Buzz!"

Yan Nu's punch was filled with a kind of artistic conception blow, which made people feel as grand as the sun shining.

A large piece of yellow turban wrestlers fell down, and there was no life left.

Of course, this is what it looks like to those who set up the formation. In fact, the thoughts of the spirit puppets are all absorbed into the artistic conception space, refined and separated from the ideological stamp.

Yan Nu didn't intend to release them again to help fight.

On the one hand, it was unnecessary, on the other hand, it was yellow scarf fighters fighting each other, and he was afraid that his body would also be destroyed.

At that time, there is only a ray of spirituality, and without a body, isn't it still dead?
Moreover, if the formation builders find out that he can seize spirits and make the Yellow Turban warriors turn against him, who knows what will happen?
So it is better to wait until the formation is broken, and then put the confiscated spirituality back into the body of the warrior.

"Ahahahaha!"

Yan Nu ran like flying, feeling very uncomfortable.

Wherever they passed, with one punch and one palm, there were pieces of yellow scarf warriors falling down, which can be said to sweep away thousands of troops.

In the sky, there are still many weird wrestlers flying, and he will not let them go.

He jumped up and jumped behind the yellow-turban wrestler with wings on his back, the wrestler turned somersaults trying to get rid of him.

He laughed, grabbed the opponent's wing and swung it, causing him to lose consciousness, and even the piece that the strongman hit fell from the sky.

Then Yan Nu stomped on the sky again, there were densely packed wrestlers in the sky, and he was also very precise, vertically and horizontally like a dragonfly on water.

The speed is as fast as electricity, leaping across the air, and crossing thousands of feet in one step.

Running and crossing in the sky like this, thousands of warriors are flying down like heavy snow.

In a blink of an eye, people from the sky fell like rain, and corpses floated on the ground.

"Is this a warrior?"

Yuan Fu Daoist's three heads were all terrified.

This is the killing ground for warriors and wrestlers, and there is no doubt that the yellow turban wrestlers are perfect for this place. If the immortals are trapped here, they probably don't want to win so many yellow turban wrestlers.

First of all, the number is terrifying, more than one million, what is the concept?
In the beginning, Xing Tian could only deal with the golden body stage with one punch, and against the longevity stage, he could only punch one punch, but he could pass a few moves at the dust-free stage.

This kind of efficiency is already an extremely astonishing manifestation of Xingtian's combat power.His body was unbelievably hard, his physical strength seemed endless, and his brute force was even more terrifying.

But even so, Xing Tian would kill at most [-] a day, and fight non-stop for ten days before he could wipe out millions of yellow turban warriors.

That's not counting, the yellow turban wrestler can repair himself or his companions.

Never expected that Xing Tian suddenly comprehended the artistic conception of Martial Dao, and was so powerful that he could conquer thousands of troops.

At this moment, even the Lichen stage warriors are not an all-in-one enemy, and they are even dealt with in groups.

This was done purely with the strength of martial arts, which made him desperate.

"Yuanfu!" Yan Nusha came nearby and shouted loudly, holding his iron fist high.

Yuan Fu Daoist was in a trance for a moment, the swooping punch was so powerful that even his mind was buzzing, as if seeing the scorching sun in the sky.

During his dignified update period, was he affected by the artistic conception of the warrior?How strong is this?
"Xuanwu!" He came back to his senses with a scream, and quickly ordered Xuanwu to attack and stop the opponent.

Of the four incarnations, three were subdued, leaving only Xuanwu.

And Xuanwu is actually very suitable for this killing field. Although the power of suppression is gone, its own power is huge, which can shake the sky and the earth.

Regardless of the power of Yannu Qianlong, it is actually nothing compared to Xuanwu.

Yuanfu has not dispatched it all the time, just looking for Xingtian's flaws, because he knows that Xingtian can be immune to harm.

Have you ever thought about a sudden change in the situation?How can he stop the Sun Fist from falling?

In this space, his combat strength is at most equivalent to that of a yellow scarf warrior in the golden body period.

"Oh!"

Xuanwu shouted, the body of the tortoise and snake flew into the air, and the huge force lifted the sky, shaking so that the entire ancient battlefield seemed to be shaking, and the ground cracked and wailed.

Yan Nuxin said that it was a lot of strength, and he punched Xuanwu tortoise palm.

The difference in strength between the two was huge, Yan Nu flew upside down directly into the sky, and with a whimper, it was like a meteor turning back.

"clang!"

He slammed heavily on the red giant star on the top of the sky.

In an instant, the entire illusion of the ancient battlefield was shaken, and countless cracks appeared.

The mountains, the earth, the sky and the air all shook.

Xuanwu's palm was so powerful that it almost exploded the entire mountain and river.

However, Yan Nu didn't take any damage, as if all the damage in this virtual world were actually the same.

On the other hand, Xuanwu's spirituality was swept away by him, and his body fell down.

At the same time, the scars of the whole world instantly healed, and even the canyons and ravines from the previous battle disappeared, just like when they first came in.

"Oh? Recovered? If you don't have time to recover, can this illusion be shattered?"

Yan Nu didn't know if he could wake up after breaking this illusion.

But there is no need to think about it, you can go out by 'killing everyone', and he sucked the spirituality of the Yellow Turban Warrior, which should be equivalent to killing.

I saw Yannu falling from the sky, stepping on Xuanwu's back.

Although this thing is forged by laws, it is actually a kind of super puppet without a soul, and its mind is of the same nature as that of a yellow scarf warrior.

At this moment, the spirit of Xuanwu is "worshiping fire" in his artistic conception space. This is manifested in the outside world, that is, he directly loses consciousness and collapses there like a corpse.

"what!"

Daoist Yuanfu was horrified. The Xuanwu he had hoped for not only didn't hurt Xing Tian at all, but was killed instantly instead?
It can be said that in the entire virtual ancient battlefield, the strongest is Xuanwu.

Even if it is defeated by one move, then he has nothing to fight.

"My life is over..." Yuan Fu sighed, he didn't even bother to run, he had completely given up, he just got the news that his brothers made him strong...

Looking at the invincible Xing Tian in the battlefield, he couldn't wait to scold the street.

"Perseverance wins? How can I persist? Come in and try!"

Seeing that Xing Tian wanted to kill him, Yuan Fu originally wanted to die with dignity, after all, he was also a master of Taoism.

But there is a great horror between life and death, how can you be reconciled to the disappearance of the 500-year road of cultivating immortals?

"Wait a minute, I have a way out!"

"Huh?" Yan Nu looked down at him: "If you had the means to go out, you would have gone out a long time ago..."

Yuanfu shouted again: "There is a way! If there is a way to get out, just like the magical power of Liujia Qimen."

No matter, let's procrastinate for a while, and he immediately said everything he knew.

Yan Nu laughed: "It's just like this? You don't know who has it. What's the point of this method? And isn't there a way to survive? I just need to kill everyone and I can go out."

He was about to punch, Yuan Fu said anxiously: "Impossible..."

"My junior brother ordered that the Shanhai people be thrown into this formation, forcing you to fail to carry out your way of life..."

He directly told Yan Nu all his plans and thoughts outside.

"what!"

Yan Nu was shocked, and indeed sensed a large number of people, falling very close to him.

Of course, he doesn't know how big the 'array' is in reality. After all, the real area is different from the area of ​​the virtual ancient battlefield.

In fact, his artistic conception can only spread for tens of miles, but the virtual ancient battlefield has a huge range, hundreds of miles in length and width.

So he could sense people outside the formation, but the virtual side didn't cover the audience.

"call out!"

Yan Nu didn't care too much, jumped up high, and scanned behind him.

Sure enough, many mountain and sea citizens appeared in the ancient battlefield. They entered the formation, and then appeared in phantom bodies on the ancient battlefield.

"It is actually impossible to kill everyone and go out. The formation builders can continuously generate virtual soldiers."

"And my junior brother is even worse. Knowing that you are the god of a foreign race, he threw the people of the mountains and seas in to see if you will kill each other..."

Yuan Fu said, but Yan Nu shouted furiously: "How dare you do this!"

"They're all people! They're all people!"

"The way of heaven alienated the ancient ancestors into totem images, so there are such mountains and seas!"

"Who is killing each other!!"

Yan Nu was so angry that he punched the ground, and his voice was turbulent.

His artistic conception swept across, and shocked a piece of yellow scarf wrestlers to fall, and at the same time affected the mountain and sea people who came in.

Those people's minds were buzzing, as if they saw the light, they all looked at Yan Nu's direction in unison, and then they crowded together excitedly, enduring the pain of mental shock.

Yan Nu was very bitter: "My artistic conception cannot absorb the consciousness of these living people."

His ability to absorb spirituality with the artistic conception of fire can only act on spiritual fragments without souls, such as the spirituality of spirit puppets and magic weapons.

And the soul and primordial spirit living in the Niwan Palace belong to another category.

Yan Nu was very annoyed, he hadn't thought about this before the artistic conception was generated, otherwise, his artistic conception function should be broader.

Although I don't know how to evolve, but since the artistic conception can be arbitrary, then maybe there is a chance when the body is tempered with five elements, and it is as powerful as a dragon or a tiger.

While thinking about it, Yan Nu reprimanded, and then suppressed the impact and damage of the artistic conception on the people of Shanhai, and let them gather around him.

As for the wrestlers who approached, they fell down in pieces.

There are too many yellow turban wrestlers, and he didn't solve all the battles just now, there are hundreds of thousands left... But with the artistic conception, it is only a matter of time before it is resolved.

"The people of the mountains and seas are all human races?" Yuan Fu exclaimed.

Yes, this time he listened...

Xing Tian also said it before, but who cares about him?Just trying to deceive everyone.

But now after going through all this, and seeing that Xing Tian's army is changing, he is unstoppable and domineering, and he realizes, how could Xing Tian talk nonsense?

He doesn't ask for anything from others, so why make up nonsense?Moreover, such fierce gods definitely disdain to please the human race.

At this time, in the face of a person who can be strangled to death, and say these... Isn't it true!
"The ancestors of the ancient times were alienated into totems by the way of heaven...how could such a thing happen!"

"There are no alien races at all? Is it a lie that the holy king, Jedi Tiantong, became a god after death?"

When Yuan Fu thought about it, he was so terrified that his whole body was numb.

Yan Nu shouted: "The ancient sages did not confer gods at all. Zhuanxu is so powerful that he drove the gods into the realm of the gods! Only worship the ancestors and depose the gods!"

"From then on, people and gods will not disturb each other, and each will have his own order!"

"Gods do not believe in non-human beings, and people do not worship non-human races!"

Yuan Fu thought that when he was young, he read ancient books, and it was indeed written like this.

Only later, after reading the records of Xianzong, I felt that the gods were talking about the more detailed battle of the ancients. After all, there were really alien races in Dongtian.

But now, Xing Tian told him that it was all fake, Zhuan Xu had not become a god, he would have died a long time ago.

And they were killing their compatriots... This directly caused Yuanfu Daoxin to almost collapse.

In any family, filial piety comes first, respecting the heavens belongs to respecting the heavens, and respecting the ancestors is also true respecting the ancestors.

They regard the words of the gods as the standard, and it is also because those human gods were transformed by the ancestors of the human race, and they are ancient sages.

In addition, other types of gods and earth, even if they are higher in status, they generally respect them.

For example, Xuan Ling of the Emei Sect directly used supernatural powers to pull others to contribute in the Temple of Heaven, which belongs to the category of "won't the gods help me?"That kind of monk who still respects you'.

Of the three gods of heaven, earth and man, most monks really respect only the gods of man from the bottom of their hearts, even if they are the lowest.

This kind of respect is passed down in the bones and blood. Now that I think about it, isn't it the cultural imprint brought about by the so-called "only sacrifice to human ancestors" and "the gods do not worship non-humans, and the people do not worship non-clans"?

Once he started to believe it, he suddenly felt that the more he thought about it, the more he was right, and a great fear suddenly arose in his heart.

"What did we do?"

"puff!"

Yuanfu's three heads all vomited blood on the spot, his legs went limp, his whole body was limp, and he was no longer as arrogant as before.

Arrogant what?I have been arrogant for 300 years in front of those ancient ancestors who were turned into alien races. Looking back at this moment, my soul is about to collapse.

"Wow ah ah ah..."

"The way of heaven alienates the human race, and the gods tell a big lie..."

"Why! Why! What kind of robbery is this?"

The Yuanfu has three heads and six arms, dancing wildly, roaring to the sky.

He was in agony and remorse.Looking at the people from the mountains and seas gathered here, he, who is tall and tall, is also extremely stooped at this moment, feeling like he is going to shrink into the soil.

"Shua, Shua, Shua!" The Shanhai people were still being thrown in, and figures appeared everywhere on the land.

"Stop! Shen Molian! Stop for me!"

The Yuan Fu shuddered and shouted crazily.

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　PS: sorry.

　　
　
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