A master of supernatural powers who started from low martial arts

After a while.

After finishing the discussion, several Yuanying Zhenjuns walked out of the hall in the square, then summoned the cultivators from various cities to board the flying boat and soar into the sky.

In addition to the cultivators from the five immortal cities who came to support Lu Yuan, the Lord of Beiling Immortal City, Yang Xianlin, also led several high-ranking officials of the immortal city to personally pilot the flying boats and lead the way to the front line.

According to the intelligence sent back from the front line, the army of corpse demons that had gathered after a hundred years of attack was still more than two thousand miles away. The reason why it was temporarily blocked was that the vanguard troops of Beiling Immortal City had gone there to set up an array to block it, and more importantly, the two gods sent by the Immortal Alliance had already gone deep into the demon group and lured out the Heavenly Corpse King hidden among them, and were trying to destroy it.

It was precisely because of this that Beiling Immortal City gained enough time to arrange for help.

More than two thousand miles was nothing to the flying boats piloted by the Yuanying Zhenjuns. In less than an hour, the flying boats from various immortal cities cut through the sky and landed on the front line.

The front line is a vast wilderness plain. In the distance are thick clouds and darkness, revealing an extremely ominous atmosphere. In front of this darkness, there are more than 200 flying boats of varying sizes forming a defense line, showing an iron-blooded atmosphere of war.

Facing a catastrophe like the Hundred Years Impact, the frontline warriors basically used flying boats as units. The small flying boats were first-class superior magical instruments, usually carrying ten Qi Refining cultivators, two of whom were responsible for steering and maneuvering, and the remaining eight were all attackers.
A medium-sized flying boat usually carries thirty cultivators, among whom there must be a Foundation Establishment cultivator in charge; a large flying boat carries a hundred cultivators, and is commanded by a Jindan True Person.

Regardless of the size of the flying boat, it is equipped with protective formations and spiritual power amplification formations of different levels, turning the flying boat into a mobile turret that can launch firepower at will.

Unless the worst situation occurs, generally speaking, monks do not have to rush down and fight with the endless corpse demons.

"Everyone, we have already set up a giant Earth Demon Trap Formation on this plain. We need to try our best to lead the tide of corpse demons here, activate the formation, and reduce the subsequent pressure."

"Please all my fellow Taoists from the five great immortal cities come with me!"

The telepathic message of Yang Xianlin, the Lord of Beiling Immortal City, swept across the sky. Wei Bufan and the other five True Lords on the flying boat did not say a word and immediately followed him and continued to fly towards the ominous darkness beyond the horizon ahead.

Another moment later.

After several flying boats penetrated hundreds of miles.

A vast, terrifying, and boundless dark ocean appeared in everyone's eyes.

The so-called ocean is naturally composed of endless and extremely hideous corpses. They cover the sky and fill the earth, like a torrent of death with no end in sight, constantly wriggling, expanding, and encroaching in this direction.

The sight was filled with a vast and endless tide of corpses. For a moment, the sky was filled with gloomy clouds, thick fog, and biting cold winds. Countless densely packed corpses of people, animals, and demons were rubbing shoulders with each other and stumbling. Their long and shrill howls made the world tremble. The ghostly aura was overwhelming. The breath of death filled every inch of space within a radius of hundreds of miles.

On the flying boat, except for those Yuanying Zhenjun, almost all the Jindan cultivators couldn't help but gasp. Some of them who had never experienced the impact of a hundred years even had a faint blue complexion, obviously doubting whether human power could withstand the impact of such a terrifying wave.

That is Lu Yuan, after being slightly surprised, he began to evaluate the specific number of this endless tide of zombies.

At this moment, looking forward, Beiling City Lord Yang Xianlin sent a message to Wei Bufan's five great masters:

"Five Taoist friends, let's stay here. We don't need to separate too far. We should fight and retreat at the same time, and try to lead the tide of corpses to the defense line of the Demon Trapping Array."

On Lu Yuan's flying boat, Wei Bufan's laughter echoed throughout the world:

"Okay! You guys wait on the Immortal Boat!"

At this moment, Wei Bufan was wearing armor, his face was as sharp as a knife and an axe, with clear edges and corners, a tiger beard like a halberd, and he was extremely tall and strong. The muscles all over his body bulged like strange python steel bars stretched to the limit, wrapped around his body in circles, and each of them seemed to contain infinite power and indestructible texture.

He handed the control of the flying boat to a Jindan follower, and at the same time, with a long laugh, a halberd about ten feet long appeared in his hand. His figure flashed into the sky and killed the flying corpse demon that covered the sky like a meteor.

He swung his halberd and a golden light gushed out, almost to the point where it was impossible to look at it directly. A wave of scorching fire swept in all directions along with the overwhelming golden light.

There was a loud bang that shook the heavens and the earth. The sky seemed to be on fire, and there were hurricanes and thunder. The sun and the moon flickered, the stars flashed, and the wind, thunder and other celestial phenomena changed drastically. It was as if an invisible giant who was standing tall in the boundless void was hiding and issuing a divine punishment.

With Wei Bufan's casual attack, hundreds of ferocious and ferocious flying corpse demons were torn into pieces and turned into ashes and fell into the air.

However, this also attracted the attention of the corpse tide within a radius of more than ten miles. Under the dark sky, whether flying in the sky or running on the ground, thousands and thousands of corpses all roared and rushed towards this direction. Even if they could not fly, they piled up layer by layer, forming a mountain of corpses, trying to pounce on Wei Bufan in the air.

Not far away, Beiling Immortal City Lord Yang Xianlin laughed:
"Friend Daoist Wei is very capable of human-immortal martial arts. This has really opened my eyes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his long sleeves, and four ice talismans from his sleeves flew to the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest directions. Then, in response, a violent storm arose in all four directions, turning into a series of howling hurricanes that swept across the world.

Then, the four talismans suddenly split, and each one flew into sixty-four talismans, a total of two hundred and fifty-six talismans, which were arranged according to the directions of the Zhouyi hexagrams. In the storm, raindrops appeared out of thin air and fell on people's heads, as if the sky was tilted upside down and heavy rain began to fall.

Afterwards, each talisman flew away and split again, and in an instant turned into tens of thousands of spiritual lights surrounding the talismans, forming a heavy rain, like iron trees and silver flowers, and suddenly it became an overwhelming force.

This method is called [Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning Ten Thousand Talismans Array], and it is the top Taoist method of the Wind and Thunder Sect. It uses tens of millions of talismans to summon the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning between heaven and earth. It is very powerful and its momentum is tremendous.

After Yang Xianlin performed it,
At one time, the sky was covered with wind, rain, thunder and lightning, raging and raging. There was a hot steam mist rising up, which merged with the cold current to form hail and snowstorms. The fantastic and magnificent scene seemed as if the Jade Emperor in the myth ordered the gods of the rain and thunder to make wind and rain, call thunder and lightning, and cooperate with 100,000 heavenly soldiers to encircle and annihilate the peerless demons. For a time, there were boundless strong winds, endless heavy rains, endless thunder and endless lightning in a radius of more than ten miles. Tens of thousands of corpses of demons were either frozen into ice, or struck by thunder, or melted by rain, forming large areas of vacuum.

"My two Taoist friends, you really have a good method!"

"Just wait and see!"

At the same time, the True Lord monks from the other four immortal cities also flew out from the flying boats with long laughs. The vast waves of magic power swept across the sky. When they made their moves, the majestic, gorgeous and destructive light of various magic weapons surged out, like the scorching sun shining on ice and snow, wiping out the corpses and demons in the sky and on the ground.

Billions of corpse demons naturally knew no pain or fear. In the space of hundreds of miles in radius, they were howling like waves, surging in mad waves to fill the empty space cleared by the six True Lords.

Yang Xianlin, Wei Bufan and the others had no intention of fighting with these corpse demons, so after attracting their attention, they led the monks who were assisting them and fought while retreating.

But just at this moment.

Roar.
It was like the eerie words of the roar of thousands of demons echoing in all directions, accompanied by a noisy, sharp, terrifying sound. Something in the wave of corpse demons seemed to come alive. The boundless blood light and the afterglow of the setting sun merged into one, forming a huge blood-colored vortex like a tsunami.

Ok?
Suddenly, the expressions of Yang Xianlin and other True Lords changed slightly.

Rumbling--

Cracks and trenches were everywhere, staggering in all directions, with broken stones and flying sand everywhere, and the entire ground was shaking violently and churning endlessly. It was as if a vicious demon was trying to tear the earth apart and crawl out of hell!

With a startling sound similar to a crack, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and a huge blood shadow that was so thick that even the entire ocean could not wash it away rose from the tide of billions of corpses, and instantly transformed into an image of a blood shadow emperor that was dozens of feet tall, made of the most perfect blood jade in the world, with its surface constantly twisting and shaking!
The Blood Shadow Emperor was covered in blood-colored flames that surged out, transforming into a long blood-colored river that rolled around his body. Countless broken ghost-faced vengeful spirits floated on the blood river, and it seemed as if there was no end to it. Countless undead souls sank in the blood river.

The rolling evil spirit accompanied by the emperor's evil and tyranny, the unstoppable and irresistible murderous aura rushed straight into the sky, causing the sky and the earth to change color. When the blood shadow emperor who stood tall and upright appeared in the world, thick blood mists like solidified rain spread everywhere, swallowing up all light sources. Wherever it went, the scattered plants on the ground instantly withered and decayed at a visible speed, turning into ashes, and the ground became withered and charred, and all life was extinct!
Endless despair, gloomy, overbearing bloody aura of death and destruction spread and washed over. Sensing this boundless momentum, Yang Xianlin's eyes suddenly became turbulent, and his expression suddenly became stern and murderous:

"It's actually Wang Xue Tian Shi. Fellow Daoists, be careful. This is a fourth-order superior Tian Shi, equivalent to a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage or even the peak stage! It was transformed from an elder of the former Demon Sect's Blood Refining Divine Sect, and is extremely difficult to deal with!"

"Roar!"

Before he finished speaking, two more loud roars rang out among the tide of thousands of corpses. Everyone glanced and found that behind Wang Xuetian's corpse, two huge beast-shaped figures as big as mountains broke through the waves, and their ferocious aura surged like a tsunami.

There was a terrifying corpse snake that was dozens of feet long, and a giant eagle that was rotten all over and had poisonous winds blowing between its wings!
Obviously, these two giant skeleton beasts are both fourth-level celestial corpses. Although they are obviously much weaker than Wang Xuetian Corpse in terms of their aura, they are definitely not easy to deal with.

"Besides Wang Xuetian's corpse, there are actually two more."

Yang Xianlin, now the commander, immediately shouted coldly:
"If we can kill these three evil beasts, the threat of this hundred-year impact will be greatly reduced. I beg all of you to join forces and help us!"

Six against three. Although there were no great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage among the True Lords present, they still had a clear advantage. The six True Lords communicated with each other instantly, and then two of them went forward to restrain and attract the two snake-shaped and eagle-shaped celestial corpses, while Yang Xianlin, Wei Bufan and the other four True Lords went to surround Wang Xue's celestial corpse.

At the same time, the Jindan cultivators on the flying boat who had no qualifications to intervene were frightened and quickly retreated under the order. Only Lu Yuan looked at the three arrogant celestial corpses in the tide of corpses with his eyes flashing.

After all, the corpse demons that wreaked havoc on the world were all experience points to him, and the three celestial corpses, especially the King Blood Celestial Corpse that was able to condense the Dharma image, possessed unparalleled attraction, making it hard to imagine how much merit power could be gained if they were killed.

It’s a pity that the six Yuanying True Lords are all present at the scene, and it seems that he has no chance of reaping any rewards at the moment.

As for whether he is a match for this celestial corpse?
Are you kidding? With the blessing of the three great magical powers of [Mastering the Five Thunders], [Slaying Demons] and [Swordsmanship], he is the nemesis of all demons and evil spirits in the world. Coupled with life-saving magical powers such as [Flying and Hiding], let alone a fifth-level celestial corpse, he dares to fight even a sixth-level celestial corpse king that is comparable to a giant in the psychic transformation realm!
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Just as his thoughts were turning.

As soon as the six true lords made a move, Wang Xuetian's corpse sensed their intention. He suddenly roared and a wave of blood burst out from his body, covering the sky and the sun!

The blood river surged endlessly. The surging blood waves rushed around, and under the rendering of the setting sun, it actually had a kind of overwhelming momentum. The surging river, the roaring of resentful spirits, the endless flow of blood, like a demon god from ancient times, with surging demonic power, and the sky and the earth changed color.

In an instant, each of the six True Lords could feel huge suction forces coming from the blood river, causing the blood in their bodies to stir, as if it would break through the skin and fly out in the next second to merge into the rolling blood river.

An ordinary cultivator, even a Jindan cultivator, would have all the blood in his body spurted out if he got close to it and turned into a part of the blood river.

But to the four great True Lords, Yang Xianlin, Wei Bufan, this was like a gentle breeze blowing on their faces, not worth mentioning.
Yang Xianlin, whose aura and cultivation seemed to be the strongest among all the True Lords, had a dazzling light in his eyes, with an invisible sharp intention, as if to split the space, and said in a grim tone:
"What a wicked beast! I want to see if you can withstand the siege of the four great masters!!"

Zheng!
He clenched his fist in the air, and a sword light from his sleeve turned into a ferocious dragon that swam out and landed in his hand.

"Three of you! Attack with all your strength! Kill this beast!"

Before he finished speaking, the time in the entire venue seemed to stop for a brief moment, he raised his sword and swung it, piercing the sky, and a hundred-foot-long sword energy pierced the sky and burst out!

This sword light seemed to be the only one in the universe. It was extremely cold and solemn. The incomparable sword lights pierced through the void one after another and poured out like a waterfall. With a destructive power that looked down on all living things, slaughtered gods and exterminated immortals, it chopped straight at Wang Xuetian's corpse! (End of this chapter)