Chronicles of Celestial Origins

After Tangning put away the body, she looked around and saw that the battles on various battlefields had become intense. The rebels had an overwhelming advantage in fighting at the Nascent Soul level. Not only did they have more troops, they were also covered by warships, and even Even the wind spirit ship joined the ranks of chasing down one's Yuanying monks.

Because the five god-transforming monks of the rebel army fought together with the six of our own team, the artillery attacks were indiscriminate. If they helped the rebel monks and attacked our own personnel, then the rebel god-transforming monks would also Can attack with the power of cannonballs.

This is the drawback of the spiritual warship. It cannot attack targets as flexibly and accurately as monks. Although the cannonball attack is powerful, it is an indiscriminate range attack. Regardless of whether it is the enemy or friend, as long as the people in the cannonball burst area will be affected by the same attack effect.

Therefore, in large-scale group operations, warships generally serve as the first to launch long-distance attacks, disrupt the opponent's formation and cover evacuation.

Once it reaches the stage of hand-to-hand combat, the role of warships is not that great.

At this time, the overall situation was basically one-sided. The thirty Nascent Soul cultivators on the coalition side were dead or wounded, and the rest fled in a hurry, thus giving the warships room to pursue.

Tang Ning did not care about the battle between the Nascent Soul monks. Killing a few more rebel Nascent Soul monks or killing a few less people would not affect the outcome of the battle.

The outcome of this battle is still in the hands of the senior leaders of the alliance. Even if he kills more rebel Nascent Soul monks, once the other god-transformation monks are defeated, his end will undoubtedly be death.

Especially in this limited formation space, there is no place to escape.

Although more than half of the spiritual power in his body had been used up, he still had to help others attack the rebel monks. At this moment, everyone was like grasshoppers on a boat. Unless the rebels were completely defeated, no one would be safe.

He jumped into the air and rushed towards the short, fat man fighting against the Huanghan River.

The two of them were fighting fiercely. Huang Hanjiang had broken through the short and fat man's thunder cloud secret technique. His height had increased to more than ten feet, and he was covered in black armor. He held a majestic giant sword in his left hand. It was covered with blazing black flames, and he held a shining black shield in his right hand, just like the god of war in hell.

The figure of the short and fat man was nowhere to be seen. Only dozens of huge golden mirrors were seen standing in mid-air, surrounding Huang Hanjiang's figure several times inside and out. There was a figure of a short and fat man in each mirror.

Huang Hanjiang held a black sword and looked around, and the mirror shattered in response. However, no matter how many pieces it shattered into, it reunited very quickly in the blink of an eye.

The short, fat man in the mirror clasped his hands together, and each mirror shot out dozens of huge golden beams. The dozens of mirrors were flooded with hundreds of beams of light, and the area of ​​a hundred feet in radius instantly turned into a golden ocean.

The huge black shield of the Huanghan River exploded with light, protecting him inside. Dense golden beams of light shot down, all of which were absorbed by the huge black shield.

Tang Ning saw the densely packed golden mirrors and knew that it was a deception trick by the rebel monks. His eyes were filled with spiritual power, and a dazzling light erupted in them, making it impossible to look directly at them. Then he rushed towards the mirror on the left.

In what he saw, the figure of the short, fat man in all the golden mirrors had disappeared. Only the short, fat man in that mirror stood alone. There was no doubt that that was his true body.

Tang Ning approached the golden mirror, and in an instant, more than a hundred golden lights shot out from the mirror.

He did not dodge or dodge, and rushed straight away. More than a hundred beams of light hit him, making a harsh sound of metal and stone hitting each other.

Tangning attacked with golden light and punched the mirror.

The moment his fist was about to touch the golden mirror, the figure of the short, fat man in the mirror suddenly disappeared. There was only a crisp sound in his ears, and the mirror surface fell apart under the attack of his iron fist.

The attack of the golden beam disappeared, and his body was unscathed. An attack of this intensity alone could not do anything to him. Judging from the effect of the golden beam attacking Huang Hanjiang, he had already deduced that although the attack was powerful, , but the strength is mediocre.

At least compared to his physical strength, it's not scary at all.

What's more, he doesn't have any defensive treasures on his body. The few magic weapons placed in the storage bag, except for the magical effects that come with them, are completely inferior to his physical body in terms of toughness and strength. If even he has been bathed in holy blood, His body couldn't withstand the attack of the golden beam, let alone those magic weapons.

With his current level of cultivation and physical strength, the few magic weapons in the storage bag have become completely useless to him. It is a pity to throw them away if they are tasteless.

The shattered golden mirror hadn't even hit the ground yet, only to see a flash of golden light, and then it re-condensed into the shape of a golden mirror, with the figure of the short, fat man inside still the same.

Tang Ning turned around and looked around, her eyes shining brightly. She saw a short, fat man appearing in a golden mirror on the right several hundred feet away. He frowned, wondering why he suddenly disappeared and then reappeared there instantly. , is it because of his magic, or is there something wrong with his own eyes?

Before he could make any move, the short and fat man had emerged from the golden mirror. His hands were seen forming a mudra, and his body turned into dozens of golden lights and scattered away.

The golden light went very fast, covering more than ten miles in a few breaths.

Seeing Tang Ning kill the tall and lanky man, this person came for support and accurately found the location where he was hiding. How could he dare to stay here for a long time with one against two, so he did not hesitate to expend his blood and essence to activate the secret technique and escape faster.

When Tang Ning saw him fleeing, she did not pursue him. At this point in his cultivation, no one was just a freeloader, and everyone had the unique skill of pressing the bottom of a box.

Although he relies on the strength of his body and the strength of his supernatural powers, he dare not say that monks of the same level are invincible. He must know that the world is huge and there are many capable people and strangers. It is precisely because of the strong that there is a strong hand, and every mountain is higher than the next.

Do those powerful cultivating families and large sects lack talented disciples and exquisite magical powers?

If others don't tell you, the short, fat man and the tall and thin man in front of you are not easy to compete with. Although Tang Ning defeated the tall and thin man, most of her spiritual energy was consumed, and her Nascent Soul escaped.

And this short and fat man's magic skills are also quite sophisticated, and he may also have a back-up plan. It will not be easy to capture him. Since he chose to escape, his goal has been achieved, so he is not willing to take the risk of pursuing him, and this person has gone to the extreme. Fast, it's hard to catch up with his escape speed.

The huge sword of the Huanghan River swept across, and the surrounding golden mirrors shattered and disappeared. Without the control of the short and fat man, these golden mirrors no longer have the ability to reunite and recover.

"Fellow Daoist Tang has exquisite magical powers. He killed the rebels against the cultivator Huashen in less than a quarter of an hour. This really makes Huang admire him. He is indeed an elite disciple of Taixuan Sect. He is truly incomparable to me." Huang Hanjiang said, he The giant shield held in his right hand had a weak light, and the armor on his body was slightly damaged. He must have suffered a small loss in the fight with the short and fat man.

Tang Ning had just focused on her confrontation with the tall and lanky man, and didn't pay much attention to the specific situation of the two of them. Now that she was getting closer, she realized that Huang Hanjiang actually looked a little embarrassed.

"Huang Daoyou is ridiculous. It's just a fluke that I happened to be able to restrain the tall and thin rebel man with my skills. If I were up against this man, I might not be able to defeat him."

"Fellow Taoist Tang, there is no need to be humble. If you hadn't killed the rebels and monks so quickly and rushed to help, my situation would have only gotten worse and worse. This person has all the illusion skills and supernatural powers, which makes me a little tired of dealing with it. Okay. Thank you very much for your timely support and scaring this person away."

"You are welcome, Daoyou Huang. Since we are brothers in the same team, we should work together to defeat the enemy in the face of the rebels. If you suffer heavy losses, the rebels will not let me alone. Now is not the time for small talk. Let’s help the other fellow Taoists defeat the enemy first!”

"Okay." The two of them jumped into the air and headed towards the man who was the enemy of Ling Wan and Jiang Yu. Since this man was the leader of the rebel army, he should capture the thief first.

When Xue Changyu saw the two people coming towards him, his expression changed slightly. With his cultivation in the late stage of becoming a god, he was not afraid of one against two, but it was a bit dangerous to fight one against four.

Especially after the battle just now, he already knew that Ling Wan and Jiang Yu were not mediocre hands. They fought back and forth with their hands for more than a quarter of an hour. The two of them repeatedly defused his many attacks and did not take advantage of him. Cheap.

At this moment, seeing two more god-transformation monks coming to attack, his eyes flickered, and then he decisively abandoned Jiang Yu and Ling Wan, turned into a escaping light and fled to the rear.