Chronicles of Celestial Origins

The bearded man saw that the golden hammer magic weapon that had been with him for many years was destroyed in just a few breaths, and he was shocked and angry. The hammer was known for its tenacity, but he did not expect that it could not even withstand the opponent's punches.

Seeing Tangning charging towards her, he felt fear in his heart and did not dare to meet her head-on.

His body flew back, and he formed seals with his hands. A red light door appeared in front of him, and countless messy red ash visible to the naked eye shot out from it, rushing away like dense snow flakes.

Tang Ning saw the overwhelming red ash coming towards her. Although she didn't know what it was, she was not afraid due to the strength of her body.

He clapped his palms out, but unexpectedly, the red ash quickly stuck to his palms, wrapping his arms, and then more and more ash poured into his body, submerging him entirely.

The bearded man saw that he did not dodge and let the ashes wrap around his body, and he was also very happy. His technique was originally a kind of confinement technique, and it did not cause any real harm. These red ashes were made of gold essence. The residue refined using a special technique is called Rutai.

The fluid, which is neither gold nor earth, has extremely strong adhesion and stretchability. No matter how powerful you are, it will be difficult to use it once it sticks to it.

Tangning was surrounded by red ashes all over the sky. He felt that his whole body was weak and had nowhere to go. At the same time, he felt that the pressure on himself was getting heavier and heavier, as if his whole body had been filled with lead water.

It's not okay to continue like this. The other party will have support arriving at any time, and you are trapped here. Once the other party's support arrives, there will only be a dead end.

The spiritual energy in his body surged wildly, and a bit of light came out of his body, passing through the red ashes that adhered to his body, and soared straight up into the sky.

The layers of red ashes on his body melted into nothingness under the golden light.

The surrounding area of ​​more than a hundred feet was shrouded in a golden sun, as if covered with a layer of golden cloth.

The bearded man's pupils shrank suddenly and his expression was horrified. He slowly stretched out his hands, trying his best to resist the confinement of the golden space.

Finally, he took out a black iron scroll in his hand, and the iron scroll's light enveloped his figure.

Wrapped in the iron scroll's light, the man's figure became free. He formed a seal with his hands, and the iron scroll slowly unfolded, and a three-foot black giant tiger emerged from it. With a loud roar, it rushed toward the golden round sun above its head.

The red ashes on Tangning's body dissipated into nothingness under the golden light, like snowflakes melting into the sunlight.

He walked slowly towards the bearded man step by step. The huge golden sun above his head was also falling, and the space covered by its golden light was shrinking. To the naked eye, it looked like a golden cloth scroll was being rolled inward from the four corners.

The giant black tiger bursts with dazzling black light and rushes towards the golden sun. The closer it gets to the golden sun, the weaker the light around it becomes, and the body becomes more distorted and deformed.

A few feet away from the golden sun, it had already dissipated into nothingness.

As the golden sun slowly falls, the golden scroll gradually shrinks, the golden light becomes stronger and stronger, and the black iron scroll shakes more violently.

The bearded man was terrified when he saw Tangning walking towards him. He shouted, and his spiritual power poured into the black iron scroll, resisting the pressure of the golden space.

Before the golden scroll shrank in front of him, the black iron scroll above his head could not withstand the huge squeeze of space, shattered, fell straight down, turned into powder during the fall, and disappeared in mid-air.

"Ah!!!" The bearded man let out a hysterical roar of despair. His body was slowly twisted under the squeeze of space, his cheeks were elongated, his chest was sunken, his hand and foot joints were deformed, and his facial features were terrifying.

Tang Ning made a move and took the storage bag from his waist. At that time, the man had completely lost his ability to resist, his spiritual energy was in chaos, and the golden space had been coiled in front of him. His whole body looked like the person in the painting. Usually rolled up and disappeared.

When the golden space rolled up to his left hand, his left hand turned into ashes visible to the naked eye. First, the skin tore and blood and flesh spurted out, and then the bones and meridians collapsed bit by bit. When the golden space rolled around his body, the whole person disappeared. It seemed to be put away by the scroll.

The round sun turned into a bright and dazzling light and penetrated into Tang Ning's body, and the space enveloped in golden light disappeared in an instant.

He turned around and saw that a radius of dozens of miles had been divided into many battlefields of different sizes. The distortion of the space to his left was caused by the battle between two monks more than a hundred feet away.

Where the two of them were, the space was twisted into a mess, spreading hundreds of feet away in all directions.

Two miles away on the right front side is the formation flag set up by the Allied Forces of the Aristocratic Family. It is already crumbling, and two of our own Yuanying monks are using magic weapons to attack it.

This time, the coalition dispatched twenty mid- to late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, plus two deity-transforming cultivators. A total of twenty-two people were divided into two groups. Each group had one deity-transforming cultivator plus ten from each group. Selected elite monks.

The Family Alliance only sent one Divine Transformation monk and four Nascent Soul monks to guard the formation flag. Therefore, in terms of numbers, the alliance had an absolute advantage, so they could use extra manpower to attack the formation flag.

High in the sky, two god-transformation monks were fighting fiercely. Seeing that the formation flag was crumbling under attack, the god-transformation monks from the Family Alliance wanted to stop them, but they could not get away.

Under Chen Ying's magical power, his figure was submerged by the monstrous blood wave, and he was unable to break through the blood wave's predicament in a short period of time.

With a loud click, the formation flag fell down.

High in the sky, Chen Ying saw the formation flag folded into two pieces. He immediately put aside his opponent, said "retreat", turned around and headed into the formation.

When everyone heard Chen Ying's order to retreat, they all turned around and fled into the formation. When they returned to the formation, the gap in the melting light curtain was closed again.

The few members of the Alliance of Aristocratic Family outside the formation saw everyone fleeing and did not dare to follow them into the formation. Otherwise, as soon as the formation was closed, they would immediately close the door and beat the dog. Following inside would only lead to death.

This battle was not large in scale and short in duration. Although it looked intense, it actually lasted only a few hundred breaths.

The support from the Allied Forces of the Aristocratic Family was still on the way, and everyone had cut off the formation flags and fled back into the light curtain.

In front of the alliance meeting hall, more than ten escaping lights fell one after another and entered the inner room.

On the main seat inside, Jiang Huan was sitting upright, holding the main array plate in his hand, observing the picture with concentration. When he saw everyone entering, he raised his head and nodded to Chen Ying without saying a word.

Chen Ying took his seat below and everyone stood in the hall.

Not long after, Jiang Huan quickly fiddled with the formation flag a few times, and then put it away: "Fellow Daoist Xun and others have also withdrawn from the formation. It's a pity that they failed to succeed and failed to destroy the formation flag."

Chen Ying said: "We have successfully destroyed the formation flag set up by the rebels in the northwest. I believe we can delay their breakout of the formation."

"I saw it. You did a good job. This time, all members of your team will report to the column for credit."

"Thank you, senior." After hearing this, everyone said in unison.

"I saw from the images transmitted back from the formation disk that two people destroyed the rebel formation flag. I wonder who they were?"

"It's junior." Two men strode out of the palace, one of them was Xiao Ran, the manager of the third brigade.

The other man with gray hair on his temples was Zhang Yufan, the deputy captain of the First Brigade.

The two turned their hands and took out a broken blue formation flag, which was the formation flag that was cut off just now.

The two of them each took a piece, originally planning to hand it in as physical evidence. Unexpectedly, Jiang Huan had seen the battle situation from the formation plate, so he took it out immediately.

Jiang Huan took the two formation flags into his hands with one move, and the two broken pieces were connected together to form a three-foot-long formation flag. He nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, you two have the ability to capture the flag." I will report it to the column and apply for meritorious service and corresponding spiritual stone rewards according to the meritorious service of the late-stage monks who killed Nascent Soul."

"Thank you, Senior Jiang." The two responded.

"You're welcome. This is what you deserve. Whether it's killing the enemy or capturing the flag, as long as you are a meritorious person, the coalition forces will reward you heavily." Jiang Huan's words stopped when the sound of footsteps came from outside the palace, and a group of people came out from outside. Enter, it is another elite mobile team of the alliance.

The leader is Hua Rong.

"Fellow Daoist Hua is back."

Hua Rong sat down and spoke: "I saw that the supporting monks on the left and right sides of the rebel army had arrived, so I hurriedly withdrew into the formation. Unfortunately, I was unable to remove the rebel formation flag."

Jiang Huan nodded and said: "I have seen your battle situation from the images transmitted back from the formation disk. Fortunately, Daoyou Chen succeeded successfully. Originally, two teams were assigned to attack just to be on the safe side. As long as one team succeeded, their attack would be delayed. For us, our goal has been achieved. Now it depends on how the rebels respond. We will act accordingly."

"When we retreated, there was a monk in our team who failed to put aside his opponent in time. This person's name is Xie Mingyu. He is the manager of the third brigade and was entangled by the magical powers of the rebel monks."

"I saw that after you returned to the formation, the rebels captured him alive. Since there is a battle, there will be casualties. This cannot be changed. Now I just hope that the rebels can save his life to avoid this. Years of hard work were ruined."

This time the two teams attacked at the same time. One team succeeded, but the other team failed and lost one person. The reason for this was that the cultivation levels of the two deity transformation monks who led the team were different.

Chen Ying is a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god, while Xun Xun is only in the early stage of becoming a god. Except for four or five Nascent Soul monks on guard in the northwest and southeast of the rebel army, all the monks who are in the early stages of becoming a god are in the early stage.

Therefore, Jiang Huancai said that the defenses of these two places were relatively weak, which did not mean that there were few people, but that they were different in cultivation.

Therefore, Chen Ying was able to fight against the rebel monks who transformed into gods with ease, trapping the opponents within their magical powers.

Only then could Tangning and others get close to the opponent's formation flag and successfully remove it by relying on their numerical advantage.

In the southeast, Xun Xun faced the rebels, and the monks in the early stage of spiritual transformation did not take any advantage at all. The opponent sat in front of the formation flag and fought with Xun Xun. It was obvious that they had spare power. Our Yuanying monks did not dare to approach the formation flag at all, otherwise If the opponent casually pulls away and strikes, it will be a disaster.

"Senior, I was lucky enough to kill a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the rebels. This person's surname is Pan Mingrui. He is in charge of the rebels' first legion, first column, sixth regiment, and seventh brigade." Tangning turned her hand over and took it. He took out a token and handed it to Jiang Huan.

As soon as he said this, many eyes in the hall turned to him.