Alchemy Supreme In City

Murong Jun performed a great move, stepped out of the fog sea and came to the location of Tan Suqing.

What he saw in his eyes shocked him.

Instead of the death and injury of the disciples of the Shuiyue sect as he imagined, there were countless dead bodies on ground.

The disciples of our sect are spreading horizontally, pulling out thousands of miles of defense lines and waiting in tight formation.

Every ten miles or so, there is a martial spirit puppet. It seems that there are more than 300.

Murongjun immediately understood that it must be the Dan emperor who sent the martial spirit puppet to support, but he still nervously asked Tan Suqing not far away: "are there any disciples injured or injured?"

"No casualties. Thanks to the thunderbolt sent by Emperor Dan, our disciples can protect themselves. Which puppets killed these Mingxiu. I just didn't have time to protect my disciples."

Tan Suqing whispered, and then asked Murong Jun, "Lord, what's the situation over there?"

"Don't say it yet, Shuiyue sect has lost a lot of people this time!" Murong Jun sighed and disappeared from here again, leaving only Tan Suqing covered with fog. Looking at the dark fog sea in the distance, he tasted the hidden content of Murong Jun's words.

Murong Jun, who had entered the dark fog again, saw that the number of nether practitioners had decreased a lot in the 200 Li war zone in the charge of Shuiyue sect, and retreated like a tide with the help of Murong Qianqian's 200 martial spirit puppets.

He finally took a long breath.

shame!

He didn't feel such shame!

I was hit in the face by myself, and it made a loud noise!

"Aunt, you can withdraw your martial spirit puppet!"

He came to Murong Qianqian in a flash and said, "Mingxiu's strength has been greatly damaged, and he has suffered heavy casualties. Let's finish the next journey by ourselves. As the leader of the sect and the person of Shuiyue, I don't want to be looked down upon by others."

Murong Qianqian glanced at Murong Jun and nodded: "pay attention to safety. If you encounter danger, inform me in time."

"Aunt, don't worry. Shuiyuezong won't need assistance to complete the task anymore!"

In a word, Murong Jun had disappeared from his place in a flash.

"It's a shame to kill Mingxiu bravely!"

"It's a shame to kill Mingxiu bravely!"

In his own theater, Murong Jun shouted while flying, and the disciples of Shuiyue sect shouted.

The voice echoed in the dark fog of the war zone for a long time!

Although these disciples of Shuiyue sect were wearing Dragon Armor, they did not fall, and no one was seriously injured, but the attack power of Mingxiu 40% was still very important.

In particular, some of the monks whose realm is comparable to the realm of God are fighting in groups. At this time, the disciples of Shuiyue sect are very miserable from the appearance.

It's just that every disciple is black and blue, and his clothes are in a mess.

But the more so, the more blood in their hearts was aroused. Under the leadership of Murong Jun, they rushed forward all the way.

The nether cultivation in front is more or less, sometimes nether cultivation flees here from other war zones, and nether cultivation in this war zone flees to other war zones. The scene looks very chaotic.

As soon as Murong Jun changed his previous tactics, he no longer pushed forward carefully, but cleaned up the nether cultivation horizontally. Where there were more nether cultivation, he flew horizontally.

Such tactics can ensure that he always appears in the most places of nether cultivation, and those powerful nether cultivation can be eliminated by him at the first time.

After the gang fight, the disciples of Shuiyue sect also generally know the protective effect of Dragon Armor. As long as they are not beaten all the time, they are not in danger of life except for their bad image.

Anyway, the current image has been very embarrassed. They don't care about many. They rush all the way with magic weapons. Each one is really like killing God, showing a strong combat effectiveness.

However, this is when meditation is not intensive.

Moreover, this situation lasted for a long time, and the disciples of Shuiyue sect were able to move forward without sparing any meditation.

After pushing forward for more than two thousand miles, suddenly, the terrible scene appeared again, and countless netherworld practices went crazy from the front to this side.

Countless bone knives and swords were shot in the dark fog like a rainstorm, overwhelming the sky and closing the space around.

However, the disciples of Shuiyue sect did not dodge, but waved the magic weapon in their hands, removed the positive bone utensils and killed the tide of Ming cultivation ahead.

Although I know these bones can't kill me, it's also very painful to be critically hit on me.

This time, the number of Mingxiu seems to be much more than that of the previous large-scale charge. Although we can't see how many there are in the distance, there are white bone Mingxiu figures in the visible range of our sight.

The war zone has shrunk from 300 Li to 200 Li. The density of Shuiyue sect disciples has increased a lot, but it is still impossible to resist the surging Ming cultivation.

Even if Murong Jun frantically killed those equally crazy Mingxiu in front, with his flying sword sending out terrorist attacks again and again, a large area of Mingxiu was cut to pieces, resulting in a vacuum in the queue of Mingxiu.

However, such a vacuum zone did not last for a few seconds, so it was filled by the Ming practice that followed, and the vacuum zone no longer existed.

With Murong Jun's flying sword in the fog again and again, he occasionally sent out a powerful five element Taoism, which roared continuously, but he just repeated the process of sweeping out of the vacuum zone and then filling it up.

"There are so many Mingxiu here!"

Until now, he really understood the reason why Dante organized the attack so carefully.

"Lord, I can't stop the disciples!"

At this time, a disciple of Huashen realm in the rear shouted. The cultivation of these disciples was too far from the patriarch and did not have the powerful lethality of situ Jun. in the face of such turbulent Mingxiu, although they had done their best, many Mingxiu rushed past and flew away in the direction outside the dark fog.

Murong Jun wanted to go after him himself, but he saw that there were still countless meditation ahead. If he did that, he would undoubtedly repeat the previous scene.

At this moment, he had felt extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do. In desperation, he was cruel, took out a messenger and asked Murong Qianqian for help again.

What a shame!

Not long ago, he just told Murong Qianqian that he no longer needed assistance, but in the blink of an eye, it became like this again.

Soon, more than 200 martial spirit puppets entered the war zone. It was not long before Mingxiu's surging offensive was restrained.

Under the crazy counterattack of more than two hundred and a half step-by-step Shenjing Wuhun puppets, those Mingxiu began to retreat slowly, and finally formed the trend of flight.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Murong Jun suddenly realized that the friars of Shuiyue sect really couldn't compare with these martial soul puppets.

The mana of the disciples of Shuiyue sect is consumed little by little in the high-intensity rush. The longer the time is consumed, the greater the amount is consumed. Now the strength of the disciples of Shuiyue sect, whether in Huashen realm or Yuanying realm, is greatly reduced.

These martial spirit puppets are different. They are magic weapons, human magic weapons. As long as they have fairy jade as power, they will always be so strong.

Their defense is extremely strong. They are not afraid of any attack by Mingxiu. They are invincible.

The magic weapons in their hands are all half immortal soldiers' magic weapons, and their killing power is far higher than the ordinary magic weapons in the hands of Shuiyue disciples. Once swept, they are one piece.

Moreover, they are not afraid of pain. They can cut whatever the other party does. Even when attacking Mingxiu with the magic weapon of half immortal soldiers, they hit with their bodies, one by one.

These advantages seem obvious, but they are not the most important.

The main reason was that Murong Jun felt collapsed when he thought about it, because when he fought with Shuiyue sect, Mingxiu was like a tiger, very brave, fast, powerful, savage and ferocious.

However, when they met the Wuhun puppets, they seemed to become pigs. They were slow, weak and soft in attack, as if they were stunned by those Wuhun puppets.

"What's going on!"

Murong Jun almost went crazy.

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