Myth analysis, I know the plot and I am invincible

Chapter 938 Battlefield

"Although when I said it, I was already prepared in my heart."

"But I'm afraid this situation can no longer be described as terrible, right?"

After using the power of Buddha to transform the dead souls in front of her, Bai Qingrou's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled together in a rare way. Even though she was practicing the Supreme Heart Sutra of Buddhism, she had already understood the state of immobility, and her soul was so shattered that it still remained unchanged.

At this moment, it was still hard to avoid being shocked by the battlefield in front of him.

"Not only is it bad, on such a battlefield, all the battles in the Mythical Realm for 100,000 years combined may not be as many as what happens here in one day."

Gui Fangxun couldn't help but take a breath. As a disciple of the Gui Sect, he was righteous in nature, but the Taoism and the environment were undoubtedly evil.

They are no strangers to battlefields. The cultivation path itself is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

In addition, most of the time it is in the deepest part of the Western Region, which can be said to be the front closest to Hades.

I have seen so many tragic scenes that I feel numb.

Even so, it was still difficult to calm down at this moment, with uncontrollable goosebumps all over my body, and the smell of madness between my eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Baili Jingxie used the power of lightning to refine the hundreds of immortal-level dead souls that rushed in front of him. At this moment, he frowned and said: "This is not the time to sigh. Let's go. The task has been completed. First, return to."

Soon, the three of them quickly retreated.

Fight and retreat, retreat quickly.

As the three people retreated, countless dead souls swarmed in instantly. Although the realm was not high, the number was too shocking. Looking at it, it was so dense that there was almost no place to set foot.

After retreating for dozens of miles, they finally reached the territory of the underworld's ghosts.

The three of them quickly crossed the military formation and fell into the military formation composed of the same nearly infinite number of Yin soldiers and Yin generals.

"It's simply not a job for humans!"

After making sure it was safe, Gui Fangxun sat on the ground with a tired look on his face, panting heavily. At this moment, sweat fell like rain, which was very exhausting.

On the side, Bai Qingrou and Baili Jingxie were equally exhausted. Sweat quickly fell from their foreheads, and most of the clothes they were wearing were wet.

Mana, not much consumption.

The big one is the spirit!

This is not the first time they have entered the battlefield.

As of now, they have been here to fight for thirty days.

On average, he went to the battlefield more than ten times a day, with at least half an hour and at most an hour at a time.

At the end of the day, about eight of the twelve hours were spent on the battlefield, fighting with dead souls.

In just thirty days, the number of dead souls killed has been more than five times the total number of people killed since they started practicing until now.

Baili Jingxie rolled his eyes at Gui Fangxun, who was lying on the corpse, and said calmly: "Have a rest and capture the dragon corpse stronghold before nightfall!"

Dragon corpse stronghold!

The place where they are at the moment is the corpse of an ancient dragon that was killed in battle. Its length exceeds 100,000 feet. The dead soul and the ghost are fighting over this place.

They arrived here on the twentieth day. They started fighting at the dragon's tail, and now they have successfully destroyed the thirty-seven strongholds set up by the dead soul clan on the dragon's corpse, and killed nearly forty Taiyi. Later he became a monk.

As the geniuses of the great church, the task of the three of them was not to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers, but to attack the enemy's command post by surprise.

Although monks have the ability to communicate remotely, when faced with a huge battlefield, especially dead souls and ghosts, they can cover the battlefield with their breath, thereby cutting off the opponent's long-distance command. Not only that, they can also form fog through formations. , thereby dividing and surrounding the opponent. Therefore, although it is a command post, the commander is very important.

This is true not only in Fengdu, the underworld, but also in the ten-thousand-year battle in the mythical world.

It is difficult for communication methods to be transmitted over a wide range on the battlefield. The farther the distance, not only will it be interfered with, but it may even be intercepted by the opponent.

It can be said that the battlefield in the spiritual world is actually not much different from the mortal battlefield.

Don't even think about things like one man being in charge and keeping ten thousand men in check.

Unless there is the level of a saint, there will be a situation where one person is arbitrary.

Otherwise, the rules of the battlefield are not much different no matter where they are.

No, not long after the three of them retreated, a terrifying decaying bomb fell from the sky and hit the place where they fought before.

The terrifying power of decay instantly erupted, directly covering several miles around. The extraordinary particles couldn't help but vibrate and were infected by the decay.

Fortunately, they retreated quickly enough and returned to the Yinhun camp immediately after completing the beheading. Otherwise, even if all three of them were Fifteen Fire Taiyi, they would not be able to withstand it.

It's not that someone stronger has appeared, but there are too many of those attacks.

Even the late Taiyi couldn't bear the power of one hundred thousand true immortal level dead souls.

Although there were decayed shells falling, which slowed down the advance of the Yin Soul, but without the command post, the Dead Soul, although regardless of life and death, was unable to form an effective connection, and was cut, surrounded, and finally strangled step by step by the Yin Soul.

The dragon corpse stronghold and the position of the dragon claw on the right are almost captured, but the process of advancing will take about a few hours to complete the cleanup.

"After taking down the dragon corpse, the Ten Palaces of Yama are within shooting range. It's really not easy for his grandma."

Sitting up, there was a rare smile on Gui Fangxun's tired face. It was true that he was tired after these thirty days, but the effect could definitely be said to be immediate.

Because their arrival undoubtedly suppressed Yinhun's disadvantage and formed an effective counterattack.

Oh, this is not to say that the monks are powerful and have abilities far beyond those of ghosts and dead souls.

But on the battlefield of Fengdu, the magic power of the living has extremely great damage to the dead souls. Unlike the unreachable side of Fengdu City, the dead souls here are no longer untouchable and difficult to kill because of the protection of the underworld. , allowing them to directly hit the opponent's body, just like in the mythical world, unless they are equal to them in realm, they will quickly kill them.

Fifteen fire, although it seems a bit brittle in front of Li Su.

But put it here, on the battlefield, it's really no joke.

Even just three people are enough to turn the tide of the local war.

Of course, it's not without limitations.

Although the dead soul clan cannot produce Taiyi at the fifteenth fire level, they do have dead souls at the Daluo realm. Although they are limited by the suppression of the big curtain, they cannot exert the original power of the Daluo realm.

But when faced with the fifteen fires in Da Luo realm, one can imagine who will suffer the loss.

There are only a few beings in the Great Luo Realm like the Little Judiciary God who can kill Taiyi easily. After all, Baili Jingxie and the other three are not the fifteen fires in the true sense, but the fourteen fires that have successfully passed through the Taoist and magical powers. Forming one fire, a new type of fifteen fires.

Although the combat power is higher than the fourteen fires, it is not equal to the real fifteen fires.

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Of course, there were far more than just the three of them participating in the war.

The disciples of the great sect who came down together, the monks from the upper, middle and lower realms also joined the battlefield, but because Baili Jingxie and the other three were the strongest, they were assigned to the most difficult position, responsible for attacking and beheading.

The others were slightly behind, mixed in with the ghosts, cooperating with the ghost war, inputting mana containing vitality, and assisting the ghosts in attacking the dead souls.

In this battle for the ownership of the land, the whole was divided into three parts.

Southeast, Northeast, and East Central.

The most brutal place for the fighting was undoubtedly the East Central side. The target there was the location of the Fengdu Emperor's Palace. This location was undoubtedly very important. Not only was the Fengdu Emperor's Palace, but one of the three sources of the underworld was also there.

As for the Northeast, it is in a state of comprehensive defense. Although the fighting is still fierce, it is far inferior to the other two fronts.

The main reason is that there are two major Ghost Emperor Palaces in the south and west, and there are only two Yama Palaces.

The southeast side not only has the Yama Palace, but also involves the Dongyue Emperor's palace, as well as the two ghost emperor palaces in the east and the north. Therefore, in terms of importance, the severity of the war can be said to be only a little worse than that in the east-central direction.

There is no doubt that the three Baili Jingxie and their junior brothers are basically on the southeastern battlefield.

After a month, almost everyone's Yin job has been improved, ranging from one level to two levels.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

A shocking light suddenly burst out from the dragon's back, and the four-color sword light disappeared in a flash. In an instant, all dead souls ten kilometers away were killed cleanly.

The sword intent disappeared just as quickly as it came.

As the sword intent dissipated, a large area of ​​decayed aura suddenly spread across the swept area. A command post was destroyed, and the dead soul of Taiyi inside was strangled on the spot by the terrifying sword intent.

Facing this scene, Baili Jingxie and the other three couldn't help but take a breath, and after a moment they shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

There is no doubt that they, as well as the three major disciples, and the monks from the upper, middle and lower realms performed very well, extremely brilliantly, and achieved numerous results.

But compared to those who carried out the main attack on the dragon's back, it undoubtedly pales in comparison.

They are the main force, and the Jiejiao group headed by Jiejiao Daozi is truly the backbone.

So far, Baili Jingxie and the other three have killed forty Taiyi dead souls and destroyed thirty-seven command posts. The Jiejiao family has killed more than eighty people and destroyed seventy-three command posts.

After one month, their record has almost doubled.

Taking a deep breath, the three of them stood up slowly. Come on, although they knew the gap between each other and it was normal to fall behind, it did not mean that they would accept it.

Baili Jingxie and the other three took a breath, and with their energy restored, they rushed to the battlefield again without hesitation, heading towards the next command post.

Although Taiyi is strong, he is ultimately just a member of the ranks of geniuses. Only Daluo is the real core of the mythical world.

If Taiyi loses, it doesn’t count as a loss.

After Daluo, it’s time to truly distinguish between superior and superior, and see the true story.

Before that, they will hold on tightly so that they will not be completely abandoned by each other!

*******

On the dragon's back, among the army of ghosts.

The four Jie Jiao disciples headed by Zhao Ming were sweating and breathing heavily.

Tired, very tired.

Not only are they tired, but at this moment, there are thousands of monks crystallizing in their hands, and they are also not breathing.

Just one burst of sword intent almost drained their energy.

The power of the Immortal Killing Sword Formation is really terrifying. Even if four Taiyi are controlled at the same time in the late stage, they are still like wild horses that are unbridled and difficult to control. They have already done it many times in a month, and they still can't get used to it.

Zhao Ming couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile on his face, "Damn it, what kind of monster is Your Highness? This Immortal Killing Sword Formation is not something that Taiyi can display at all, right? Not to mention his power, his spirit can't be controlled at all!"

Following Zhao Ming's words, the three people around him couldn't help but nod wildly.

Taiyi, True Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, Golden Pill, and Establishing Foundation, there are obviously tens of thousands of them in total, but they still can't control the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Once the mana is activated, the mind can't bear it at all, and the pressure is simply too great Unbelievable.

What shocked them the most was that just by controlling the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, all of them's willpower increased by more than 10% in a month, and the lower the level, the greater the improvement. Who would dare to spread this matter? letter?

Third Brother Jie Jiao couldn't help but say, "I wonder where His Highness is now?"

Not long after arriving at the battlefield, His Highness Daozi threw the Zhuxian Sword Formation to them, and he disappeared.

Zhao Ming smiled, "Worried?"

Third Brother Jie Jiao glanced at the extremely sharp sword in his hand. The corner of his mouth twitched and he shook his head without hesitation.

Worried about His Highness?

I might as well worry about myself!

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