Cultivation starts from being a ghost

Chapter 469

Qin Chuan didn't know that he had stabbed a hornet's nest again. When he returned to the battlefield, the battle was still going on fiercely. The sound of the collision of magic weapons, the crackling of thunder and fire, and the screams were intertwined into a tragic song of life.

Blood energy permeated for dozens of miles, and the ground was covered with broken limbs. The wild beasts on the ice field were agitated by the blood energy, but they dared not approach this massacre of corpses and seas of blood.

When Qin Chuan found the three lovers, they were still fighting, but they were already showing signs of fatigue. Pills could replenish mana and physical strength, but they could not relieve mental fatigue.

"You go to the Xumi space to rest first!" Qin Chuan killed one of their opponents.

"We're fine!"

"It's enough to have me here!"

The three women no longer refused, and Qin Qing was also sent into the Sumeru space by him.

"Brother Qin, where is the guy who sneaked up on me just now?" Xu Yun repelled an opponent and flew over.

"It's been taken care of, is your injury okay?"

"Fortunately, a little flesh injury, alas... the situation is not good, I am afraid that this battle will be a miserable victory!"

"Why, your compassion is overflowing?"

"That's not true. If we want to achieve a decisive victory in this battle, the key is to look up..." Xu Yun pointed to the battlefield high in the sky.

"That's what you say, but we can't help you either!"

"Hehe, maybe we can't do it, but Brother Qin, you can do it!"

"I have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill me?"

"Where does this start? Forget it...Since Brother Qin is unwilling to make a move, we can't force it. It's a pity for those comrades in the world of cultivating immortals who could have been immortal!"

"It's useless to use aggressive methods!" Qin Chuan didn't want to show off in this kind of place.

Seeing that the agitation was ineffective, Xu Yun had no choice but to continue fighting.

However, sometimes, if you don’t cause trouble, things will trouble you. Two streamers in the sky suddenly rushed into the battlefield below, causing a commotion.

Qin Chuan glanced at the two of them, and it was Sun Biehe, the elder of the Blood Killing Sect who was being chased and ran around. At this time, his clothes were torn and his bun was cut off. Although he was not seriously injured, he was in a state of embarrassment Ji, and the person chasing him is a middle-aged monk in white. This person's flying sword is unpredictable, and his sharp sword intent blends with the snowflakes all over the sky, making it hard to guard against. He is obviously a high-level swordsman.

If Sun Biehe died, Qin Chuan would only clap his hands and applaud, of course he would not help, but Sun Biehe suddenly flew towards his direction, and the sword light behind him followed closely.

Fuck it!The old guy is deliberately causing trouble, how could he not know?
With a small move of seven steps, he avoided the sword light, and then fled to another crowded place.

Sun Biehe seemed to have spotted him, circled around, and fled towards the crowded place.

The white-clothed cultivator who was chasing after him hesitated. If he used his big move again, he would inevitably hurt many of his own people, but he had to chase after him. A cultivator who transformed himself into a golden core and a cultivator who established a foundation ran into the battlefield, like a tiger entering a herd of sheep. , the unlucky ones are still their own people.

While chasing, attacking with ordinary swordsmanship, but this level of attack, wanting to kill a Huashen, is simply a dream.

"Mice, you still have to be shameless!"

This is what Qin Chuan wanted to say, because wherever he went, Sun Biehe would follow him.

"Hey, monks use all kinds of fighting skills, you can continue to chase if you have the guts!"

Qin Chuan saw that the old guy was so shameless that he insisted on using himself as a backstop. When he rolled his eyes, the bad water came out, and the dusty blue gourd was thrown on his head. He suddenly stopped and shouted: "Senior! , I will help you!"

Before he finished speaking, the Pojun stab flew towards the white-clothed swordsman.

In the eyes of others, his actions are indeed helping, but don't forget that the three of them are almost in a straight line, and it is Sun Biehe who bears the brunt.

And the sword repairer naturally thought that the two people in front of him were enemies, so he turned his sword into silk and spread it out. Really snowflakes.

Sun Biehe has the heart to scold his mother, he is equal to being attacked by two people, but who can blame him for this is all his own doing?

Fortunately, the old guy did have a trick. With a flash of blood on his body, he escaped a few feet away, and then he teleported a hundred feet away. Since then, Qin Chuan has faced the attack of the white-clothed sword cultivator, but the cyan mask has already been opened to block it. The sword silk that hits the face.

The man was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that this blow would be blocked by a little golden core
Qin Chuan would not give him a chance to think at all, and the Pojun stab turned into countless sword threads and shot out, while rushing towards the opponent at the same time, he knew that sword repairers were most afraid of melee combat.

"It's interesting!" Countless snowflakes suddenly condensed in front of the white-clothed sword, and the sharp sword wire cut on those snowflakes, instead of passing through directly, it made a piercing sound of cutting metal.

Qin Chuan's forward figure was also blocked by snowflakes, as if he had fallen into a snow cave.

"The strength is good, but it's a pity that it's still a little tender!" The monk in white pointed at his flying sword, and the flying sword instantly turned into a giant sword and fell, and a phantom of an iceberg appeared behind the giant sword.

Qin Chuan hastily performed another seven-step small move. He knew that this blow would definitely break through the blue mask, and at the same time secretly lamented that he was indeed far behind when facing a high-ranking swordsman head-on, so he immediately received the Pojun stab , Lasing towards the crowded place.

The white-clothed swordsman hastily used his sword escape to intercept him, and his intuition told him that this person might be a serious threat in the future, but when he chased to a distance of more than ten feet, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, and he hurriedly dodged sideways, a faint sword light It passed over his shoulder, and the white clothes were also cut a hole.

Almost at the same time, a huge finger suddenly poked at him, and he quickly used the Human-Sword Unity, narrowly dodging the blow, but before it was over, the Human-Sword Unity was suddenly blocked. There seemed to be something like starlight mixed in the swirling snowflakes, which faintly formed a big net to envelop him.

Realizing that he had been tricked, he used the trick of sword intent to transform into form again without saying a word. A battle suit condensed with snowflakes wrapped his whole body, but to his surprise, there was no flying sword slashing, rushing over It was the gray air that rushed towards his face, and the snowflake battle suit condensed with sword intent could hardly block this gray air, and as soon as his body came into contact with this gray air, he immediately felt like his flesh was congealed.

What's next?No need to guess!

At the moment of life and death, he had no choice but to throw down the words of sword cultivator, and a white light flashed more than ten feet away, and a giant sword and a giant blade were all cut in the empty space.

Qin Chuan sighed secretly, he couldn't win the opponent even after a lot of calculations, and it was meaningless to pester him any longer, so he took away the magic weapon, accelerated his feet and immediately escaped into the fierce fighting crowd.

Baiyi Jianxiu didn't go after him, he suddenly thought of a person who had been rumored to be very evil recently, he didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that the rumors are true, this person is really against the sky, even he almost stumbled!

This battle, which lasted only a few dozen breaths, didn't cause much disturbance, but Sun Biehe saw it all, and couldn't help but feel turbulent waves rising in his heart. He still sneered at the saying that the Yin-Yang old monster died at the hands of Qin Chuan , but now it seems that it is indeed very possible, especially the bronze gourd and the invisible flying sword make him more afraid, so he must be more cautious in the future!

The war has been going on for almost an hour, and the monks who can insist on being alive now have some means.

High-ranking monks above Nascent Soul are better off. The Qi-refining stage and the foundation-building stage are now basically supported by the return of spirit pills. Many monks even hold the spirit stone to supplement their mana while manipulating the magic weapon to fight. It is easy to be taken advantage of by others.

Some people simply took out some magical weapons and magic weapons suitable for melee combat, so the battlefield became more and more like a common battlefield.

Some golden elixir monks fighting in mid-air are about to run out of mana, and the effect of returning elixir and some spirit wine is better than nothing. The elixir of Xuanjing elixir is relatively rare, and the Wannian spiritual milk is even rarer. These monks They are the most terrified group at present. If their mana is exhausted, they will be no different from those monks in the Qi refining period.

In addition, magic weapons and magic weapons are also an important factor. In the process of fighting, it is inevitable that there will be head-to-head situations between magic weapons. Whoever has a higher-quality magic weapon will naturally take advantage of it. If the magic weapon is damaged and there is no replacement, then the end is self-evident. Metaphor.

To put it bluntly, now is the time to fight for wealth, which is no different from secular wars. At the beginning, it depends on the strength and number of people. At a certain stage, it depends on who has enough food and grass, and who has advanced weapons.

(End of this chapter)