Cultivation Of Immortality: Double Cultivation With Thousand Times Experience

On the flank battlefield, although the number of attacking monsters was relatively small, with Venerable White Tiger and Holy Maiden of Fluttering Light sitting on their posts, it was obviously enough to deal with them.

Hei Ping withdrew his gaze from afar. At this moment, two powerful Nascent Soul masters from the demon race stood in front of him, Yuan Hui in the form of a majestic lion, and Ao Teng who looked like a giant snake but had already turned into a dragon.

Their eyes were burning with raging anger, and they locked onto Heiping, as if they wanted to tear him into pieces.

Yuan She's voice was like low thunder: "Heiping, today I will avenge my son and sacrifice your life to commemorate him!"

Before he finished speaking, an invisible wind blade was like a sharp arrow piercing the sky, heading straight for Heiping's head. However, Heiping's expression remained unchanged, and he easily deflected the attack with a light move of his Dragon Spear.

Previously, Heiping used Tianyang Pass as a bait and cleverly set up a trap, which attracted many demon clans to risk their attacks, including Wanhui's descendants unfortunately.

When this group of monsters stepped into the trap, they were naturally annihilated in a black and ruthless manner. This move completely ignited the anger in Yuan She's heart, and he led the demon tribe to launch a meaningless battle of revenge. Although they were successfully repelled by humans at first, they did not expect that soon after, they would gather their strength again and launch a new war. A round of fierce offensive.

"Don't you think you talk too much?" Heiping's stern eyes revealed an air of pride. He stepped forward and faced not only two opponents of the same level, but also one who was known for his physical strength. The powerful monster clan.

An ordinary person would have been afraid of such a duel, but Heiping did not back down and even took the initiative to attack.

Heiping's practice is not a martial art that specializes in physical training, but he has found a unique way and is good at condensing the evil energy in the battlefield to temper himself. Over time, his physical strength has already exceeded the height that ordinary people can achieve, and his toughness is enough Comparable to the demon clan.

"Broken Army Six Styles - Stab!" As Hei Ping shouted, the dragon gun in his hand cut through the sky like a black dragon that shocked the world, and in an instant it was pointed directly at Yuan She's huge head. This blow contained endless killing intent and determination, as if even the space was torn apart by its sharp energy.

Yuan Hui felt the fatal threat, roared repeatedly, and his figure instantly expanded in the strong wind. His already huge body underwent amazing changes again, and his overall strength skyrocketed to a higher level in an instant.

However, even so, Hei Ping's lightning-fast spear still pierced Yuan Yu's chest, and the Dragon Spear sank deeply, leaving only the handle of the gun outside. Despite this, for Yuan Hui, who was extremely huge at this moment, these injuries did not cause substantial harm to him.

Just after Heiping's offensive, Yuanshe's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he waved his huge claws to slap Heiping. Before he could touch him, the wind pressure carrying terrifying destructive power was already making it difficult for Heiping to breathe.

Hei Ping remained calm in the face of danger, quickly withdrew his dragon spear, and used his agility to successfully escape from danger at the last moment before Yuan She's giant claws that covered the sky and the sun were about to cover him.

At this time, another demon clan venerable Ao Teng, who had been waiting for the opportunity, saw the right moment and opened his bloody mouth, like a thunderbolt in the dark night, heading towards Heiping.

Faced with the surprise attack, Heipian looked calm and quickly adjusted his posture. The Dragon Spear in his hand seemed to be alive, and he stabbed it out without hesitation.

"Broken Army Six Styles‧Break!" As Heiping shouted violently, the Youlong Spear arrived first and nailed Ao Teng's snake head accurately. Immediately afterwards, a trembling force came from the tip of the spear. It exploded and instantly turned half of Ao Teng's head into powder.

Without its head, even the tenacious demon clan cannot escape the fate of death. Ao Teng's headless body fell heavily, and a famous demon clan leader was shot to death by Heiping!

Yuan Hui, who witnessed all this, sensed the powerful mana fluctuations that Heiping erupted at that moment. It was a level of power that only late-stage Yuanying monks could possess. It was shocked, with disbelief on its face: "You are not Yuanying." Mid-term! You broke through!"

Hei Ping did not respond, but coldly raised the dragon gun in his hand and pointed it at Yuan She. The heavy and oppressive pressure spread like a substance in Wei Hui's heart.

At this moment, it had no hesitation at all. Regardless of its face and dignity, it could only shout for help: "Seniors! Save me!"

Following Yuan She's earth-shattering call, two monster figures as towering and terrifying as mountains appeared slowly between heaven and earth, as if they had awakened from ancient times.

…Please give me flowers…

They cover the sky and the sun, like dark clouds pressing down on a city, making the whole world dim in an instant, as if shrouded in thick shadows.

The powerful aura soaring into the sky was like a storm sweeping across the sky and covering the earth. Even the side battlefields far away from the central battlefield felt the suffocating pressure.

On the battlefield in the east, Venerable White Tiger was engaged in a thrilling and fierce battle with an extremely fierce mid-stage Nascent Soul monster from the demon race. At this moment, he was going all out, his sword energy was like a rainbow, and he was attacking fiercely.

However, at this critical moment of life and death, his heart suddenly tightened, as if he had a premonition of some unprecedented crisis. He instinctively pulled out a trace of his mind and looked through the smoke of war to the central battlefield where the fate of the human and demon races was decided.

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"This aura... is so deep and vast, it turns out to be the existence of the peak Nascent Soul!"

Venerable White Tiger's face changed slightly, and endless anxiety surged in his heart, "Oh no, the black Taoist friend I'm afraid is in big trouble!"

Opposite him, when the Nascent Soul of the demon clan saw this scene, a cunning and proud look flashed in his eyes, and he laughed wildly: "Hahaha, the two great lords of our demon clan have finally arrived. You humans are destined to be in this monstrous world today. Leading to destruction under the power of demons!"

Faced with the arrogant provocation of the demon clan Nascent Soul, Lord White Tiger snorted coldly, his eyes were like lightning, and without hesitation he put all distracting thoughts behind him and devoted himself to the battle.

"Hmph, before you, the two great lords of the demon clan, completely reverse the situation, I want to let you taste the power of my White Tiger Seven Killing Sword!"

After saying this, the sword in Venerable White Tiger's hand turned into a flash of light, and the sword was extremely powerful, heading towards the opponent. At that moment, the sword light was like a solitary shadow in the storm, with a biting chill and murderous intention, which made people's hearts tremble.

At this time, in the distant western battlefield, in that land where the sky is full of flames and demonic aura, the Holy Lady of Fluttering Light is facing an unprecedented fierce battle.

Her face, which had always been as calm as an ancient well, could not help but flash a rare touch of impatience and anxiety at this moment. There seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, urging her to deal with the opponents in front of her as soon as possible in order to support Heihei Qian. .