The long fairy road is wonderful

Chapter 1573

Leaving aside the magic side, at the level of monks, personal force will be magnified to the limit.

In a normal war, it is simply an exaggeration to say that one can be compared to a hundred. No matter how many people can fight, they will be dragged to death by the number of people.

However, the unlimited magnification of personal force has led to an extremely tyrannical angel appearing on the battlefield that is almost unstoppable.

Both the good and the evil know this clearly, so both sides have also tacitly stratified their combat power, disciples against disciples, earth immortals against earth immortals, and heavenly immortals naturally have to deal with heavenly immortals.

Lin Tianci was chased by the Tenth Elder, mainly because the Tenth Elder saw him the first time he came out of the mountain gate, and secondly, the number of Heavenly Immortals of evil cultivators was the same as that of Earth Immortals, which were several times more than righteous cultivators. , the ten elders will not be in the way if they delay for a while.

In short, little brother Lin is out of luck again.

However, the vast majority of angels are indeed fighting in higher airspace. A distance of more than 500 meters is like a line that must not be crossed. Burned to death by the rising mana.

Those fighting at this level are basically the heads of the top ten or major sects, and there are no medium-sized sects at all. The number is further reduced compared to the earth immortals, but the intensity is even worse.

Here in Tianxian, moving mountains and toppling seas is a standard style of painting. Once a real fire is fired, it is not surprising that the sky will collapse, the earth will shatter, the mountains and rivers will be broken, and the combat area will no longer be suitable for the survival of any life for hundreds of years.

Except for Zhang Baixi and Bai Qingsong, the leader of the Tianhe Gang, who were left in Eastern Shenzhou to preside over the overall situation, the rest of the gods are all listed here.

Mr. Ding, the head of the Wanshu School, did not use black and white pieces, but used a scroll in his hand.

At first glance, it is just an ordinary thread-bound book, but with the huge and frightening flow of mana, each word in the book seems to come alive, and the vigorous golden characters fly out of the book, constantly printing towards the evil spirits that are fighting with it. Xiu Tianxian, every blow was like a meteor falling, as if the air couldn't help trembling, and there were holes everywhere after being hit.

Not only that, but he also took out a scroll and unfolded it. There were no words or pictures on it, just like a piece of blank paper, but when he looked closely, he found that there were thousands of mountains and rivers on it, as if everything in the world had been recorded on the scroll.

At one point in this picture, everything in the field of vision suddenly shook crazily, as if the sky had collapsed.

The Xiexiu Tianxian, who arrived early to strike, was more like being pulled into the landscape painting in an instant, and his eyes were full of green mountains and secluded waters with brush strokes like dragons, which made people linger and forget to return.

But once you really forget to return, you will never come back, and it will be included in the scroll, and it will become one of the paints in the scroll after only half an hour.

Wanshu School has four magic weapons, namely piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Mr. Ding didn't have a talent for musical attack, so he couldn't play the 'qin', but he brought all the three treasures with him.

Black and White Zi, Floating Jinbao Scroll, and Wanhua Mountains and Rivers Map.

With this three treasures, and an extremely tyrannical cultivation base, Mr. Ding, who seems to be just like an ordinary teacher, can withstand the beatings of four or five evil cultivators, and even has the upper hand.

Since the Tianxian boss's actions spread too far, everyone is far away, but there are not without exceptions.

On the other side of Mr. Ding, less than a few tens of meters away, the real Xuanqiong of Xuanyunzong commanded the formation flag to change the formation constantly.

Daoist Xuanqiong prefers the way of formation all his life, he is not proficient in spells, his swordsmanship is different, and his fists and feet are not outstanding, it can be said to be extremely biased.

Therefore, compared to the painting style of the sun and the moon without light from other immortals, the real Xuanqiong looks ordinary. It seems that he is just directing the formation flag to fly up and down. There is no too strong sound and light effect, nor is there any power. The big one can be recognized at a glance.

But in the zhenqi, seven or eight evil cultivators were trapped here, they circled back and forth in the formation, and sometimes even accidentally injured their own people because they wanted to forcefully break the formation.

The formation has never been very popular, and it will always be ordinary, but its power is extraordinary. With the help of the formation flag, it is tantamount to carrying the tenth-level mountain protection formation on its back.

However, he chose to use formations to trap the evil cultivators, not only because he was not good at spells or sword arts, but also because there were too many evil cultivators.

The ghost knows how the evil cultivators came about. Although referring to the last battle between good and evil, the monks knew that there were many masters of evil cultivators, but they didn't expect that there were so many masters.

Anyway, in terms of direct damage, it would take a lot of time for Daoist Xuanqiong to kill a celestial being, so it's better to trap a few more with formations, so that fellow daoists who are more capable of fighting can free up their hands and then try to deal with it.

For example, in a farther position, Wu Xiangzong, who is in close contact with the evil cultivator.

Wuxiang is myriad transformations, and Wuxiangzong is the best art of change.

This change is not a simple cover-up, but a complete change.

Almost all of the Wuxiangzong disciples fighting against the evil cultivators below have the supernatural powers of turning beans into soldiers, and the evil cultivators who are killed together with the ghost soldiers from the ghost capital are thrown off their feet.

But at the level of the Celestial Immortal, it has truly achieved the realm of no form.

Then I saw that there were strong winds and heavy winds and heavy winds nearby, several evil cultivators were thrown up and down, and the head of Wuxiangzong was even more unpredictable. One second ago, he was still a dragon swallowing clouds and fog, but later In a second, he will turn into a giant tortoise covering the sky with his hands. You thought he was performing magic with water, but in the end he turned into a three-legged golden crow burning evil cultivator and stepped back step by step.

These three people are just giving an example. There are only twenty or thirty celestial beings in Eastern China, but there are still twenty or thirty. Coupled with the evil cultivators who are nearly four or five times the number of orthodox monks, when the two sides fight against each other, the whole The sky trembled under the powerful mana.The auras of the heavenly immortals fighting almost covered the clouds and the sun. Looking at the sky from the ground, one could only occasionally see the auras of the earth immortals, but not the heavenly immortals. up.

This concentration of mana is not the surging aura of the Ten Great Immortal Mountains. Any monk who is not as good as a fairy will be burned to death by the huge mana as long as he comes near here.

But at the same time, it is not so easy to tell the winner.

The evil cultivators came prepared, with a large number, and they have reached the level of heavenly immortals. Even if they don't have magic weapons on them, they still have magic items collected from other planes all the year round. If it is really necessary to decide the winner, it will not be settled in a short time. .

It can be said that the outcome of the battle between the immortals will largely determine the outcome of this war, and at the same time, both good and evil sides have their backs reserved.

But now, the evil cultivator moved first.

Located at the rear of the battlefield, the mountain gate shrouded by the formation of evil cultivators suddenly shook like an earthquake, and the surging blood-colored aura shot straight into the sky.

It's just that the monks below couldn't see it. In the airspace where the immortals were fighting, the blood-colored aura that shot up into the sky quickly gathered, forming a human form in the blink of an eye.

The overflowing spiritual light will tingle even if a fairy is nearby, and even threaten death if you are not careful.

As soon as this person came out, the orthodox monks knew that this was the current head of the evil spiritual blood sect...

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Time goes back a little, to the other side of the ground battlefield.

No matter how exaggerated or lively the surrounding area is, as long as the scope is wide enough to see the entire battlefield, no matter how loud it is, it will be just a flash of light inadvertently, and it will be difficult to attract real attention.

In the vortex of the battlefield, no matter the good or the evil, both sides have already fought the real fire, and basically no one will pay attention to the situation in other places.

Righteous monks are the main force to deal with evil cultivators. This matter is an internal matter of the monks themselves, so although there are many helpers to help in the battle, the monks still consciously resist the banner of confrontation.

After all, not everyone is planning to lose their integrity like Brother Lin.

However, due to the extremely chaotic situation in the battle, he would change several times by slapping fellow daoists around him, but he didn't know it at all.

At the forefront of monks, Fu Chongwen belongs to the group that is too selfless.

Originally, he was walking with the senior brothers and sisters of the Wanshu Sect, but he suddenly discovered that the fellow Taoists around him had become the Jade Fist Sect, and later there were people from all kinds of sects in a mess.

This didn't affect Fu Chongwen much, because he was different from the other disciples of the Wanshu Sect, and he couldn't form a battle formation to cooperate closely with them. It would be easier for him to do it alone.

"Lion Roar!"

The raised lion head flew out straight and straight, just in time to smash out a huge hole in the monster, and the flesh and blood turned out and the internal organs flew out.

Fu Chongwen didn't even look at the tragedy he caused, he mercilessly kicked the demon in the way towards Xie Xiu, and then he clenched his fists again to kill him.

If you only pay attention to Lin Tianci, you will feel that his performance seems to be very eye-catching. In fact, Fu Chongwen is actually the one with the most kills among his disciples.

No matter how strong or weak spells are, they are not as economical in mana consumption as fists and feet, and unless they are low-level spells, it is impossible to shoot continuously.

Evil cultivators and demons are of course not paper-based, and even the low-level spells shot out are often wounded but not dead.

On the contrary, it was Fu Chongwen who punched and kicked. It can be said that if he touches it, he will be injured and killed if he touches it. It seems that the killing efficiency is not high, but in fact, no one can walk a round in his hands.

But then again, Fu Chongwen is more similar to a fighter than a monk, and he uses Qi instead of power.

In terms of mana, Fu Chongwen is not even as good as an eighth-rank monk. The jade badge on his waist for communication can only receive messages, but not send messages, because he doesn't have so much mana...

But when it comes to the quality and strength of qi, it will be very exaggerated.

In short, in terms of mana, Fu Chongwen's blue bar is only a pitiful bit, but if the blue bar is counted by Qi, the total exaggeration is no less than that of Lin Tianci.

Little brother Lin's huge mana is based on talent, and he is a veritable son of God, while Fu Chongwen comes from almost self-abuse-like assiduous practice.

That is not achieved overnight, but for more than ten years like a day, enduring torture like Ling Chi cannon.

How many times, Fu Chongwen himself can't remember, just like he didn't realize how many evil cultivators and demons he just killed, and he didn't realize that he had already penetrated too deep into the enemy's formation, and many fellow Taoists failed. keep up.

When he smashed an evil cultivator who was trying to attack him from the side and back into the soil, he was surrounded by either evil cultivators or demons, and there was no shadow of his fellow practitioners at all, so he suddenly realized that he rushed too fast.

But it doesn't matter, it's more convenient to play with all the enemies around, otherwise you have to pay attention not to accidentally injure your teammates, many powerful tricks can't be used, resulting in hands and feet.

"The energy is surging!"

Stepping on the foot, if the vigorous energy has substance, it bursts out from the scarred body like a gust of wind, almost blowing away the evil cultivators and demons surrounding it in the inner and outer layers.

"Lion flying swallow feet!"

Looking at the place where there are the most evil cultivators, the energy bursting out like a torrential river suddenly turned into a golden aura. Accompanied by the roaring sound of a lion, Fu Chongwen almost turned into a golden meteor and smashed past.

--boom!

That movement was like an aerial bomb exploding, powerful enough to cause large cracks to appear in Avest's unique hard soil layer.

But Fu Chongwen didn't wrinkle, because he felt that his feet seemed to be blocked by something the moment they landed on the target.

Immediately afterwards, a sense of crisis enveloped my heart.

"Lion Roar—"

The energy was like a rainbow, and before the smoke cleared, Fu Chongwen stomped hard with his left foot in the direction of the source of the crisis.

"—Burst Array!"

The evil cultivators and monsters around fell down like harvested wheat, and were blown away by the shock wave and strength. Fu Chongwen simply took this opportunity to fly away.

In the slowly dissipating smoke, more than half of his body was covered with rocks, a guy who seemed to be a stone man gradually revealed his figure...

(End of this chapter)