Chapter 485: Searching for Enemies for Hundreds of Miles
Densely packed light spots instantly appeared in Wang Chen's field of vision.
The bonus power of the Shangqing Qiankun Mirror to spiritual consciousness is indeed consistent with the global mode of the Immortal Cultivation Panel.
It's as if Wang Chen has gained a clairvoyance!
In fact, the vertical eyes appearing above his eyebrows are the embodiment of the power of the Shangqing Universe Mirror.
Except for Wang Chen himself, no one else can see him at all.
The light spots in the field of view are mainly concentrated in a small area, with some moving quickly around.
Most of these light spots are white, with a small amount of red.
Wang Chen deduced that this should be a settlement of a certain sand people.
The white light spots are neutral in nature. These sand people don't know Wang Chen at all, so they naturally have no ill intentions towards him.
As for the red light spot, it must be a bloodthirsty and sin-ridden person!
At this moment, Wang Chen had the urge to sacrifice his flying sword and take the enemy's head hundreds of miles away.
However, his cultivation is limited, and although his idea is good, it cannot be realized at all.
Otherwise, Feijian cooperates with the global mode, and with the blessing of the Shangqing Universe Mirror, there is no need to risk going out of the border. Sitting in the Seven-Star Pavilion, killing enemies remotely and harvesting heavenly power, it is simply not too wonderful!
The more Wang Chen thought about it, the more excited he became.
With his current cultivation level, let alone flying swords to kill enemies hundreds of miles away, he can't even do it for dozens of miles.
But Wang Chen now controls the Seven Star Pavilion!
Qixing Pavilion is the center of Zhensha Pass's magic circle. With his authority, he can fully use the power of the city's protective magic circle to cast spells to deal with the enemy, and he is aboveboard and above reproach.
Theoretically speaking, Wang Chen, who controls the Seven Star Pavilion, can deal with the attack of Jindan Zhenren, and even withstand a blow from Yuanying Zhenren.
But this is only for defense.
What Wang Chen wants is to use the power of the magic circle to improve his combat effectiveness!
Or to be more precise, the range of the attack.
With an idea in mind, Wang Chen spent the next few days focusing on the research and exploration of the Seven Star Pavilion Array.
The city defense formation of Da Ying City is actually a huge and strict defense system.
Qixing Pavilion can only use part of its power.
However, for Wang Chen, who is at the third level of Zifu, this power is also extremely huge and difficult to fully control.
Besides, Wang Chen also has special requirements.
After four or five days, he gradually gained some insights.
The commander-in-chief Kou Shihai did not break his promise and allocated 50% more spiritual energy to supply Qixing Pavilion.
In fact, it was given to Wang Chen for practice.
In this way, the concentration of spiritual energy in the Qixing Pavilion's practice quiet room, with the blessing of the spirit gathering array, is enough to reach the high-level level of the Zifu, allowing Wang Chen to be distracted and spend time studying the array, while not falling behind in the practice of skills.
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Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Chen had been on duty guarding Qixing Pavilion for half a month.
For more than ten days, everything inside and outside Zhensha Pass has been calm. Not to mention the hunting and cultivation of the sand people, not even a gerbil has appeared outside the city wall.
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The body of the blood demon and purple witch Jin Shangzhi, together with several of his men, were hung on the city wall to dry in the sun for seven days before they were taken off and burned to save the dead.
The Sha clan lost a general, but they remained indifferent, as if it never happened.
This made the Da Ying war cultivators guarding the city wall feel guilty.
The Sand People always retaliate, so it's really not like their style to be slapped so hard in the face without any reaction.
Everyone did not dare to take it lightly and maintained a situation of being loose on the outside and tight on the inside.
And Wang Chen, who was practicing hard in seclusion in Qixing Pavilion, finally figured out a set of sword-controlling techniques that fit his actual situation.
It was still sunset and dusk, and Wang Chen climbed to the top of Qixing Pavilion again.
The sky was cloudless at this time, and as the sky gradually darkened, stars appeared above the night sky.
The Gobi Desert in the distance is falling into silence.
The wind comes from the west, carrying the shrill howls of wild beasts, desolate and distant.
Clang!
Wang Chen sacrificed the red sword.
Although this top-quality spiritual sword is not his natal magic sword, it is warmed and refined day and night. The spirituality contained in the sword is incomparable with Wang. It can be used like an arm and a finger, and it can inspire 100% of its power.
The long sword was suspended in front of Wang Chen, and the sword trembled slightly, as if it was eager to fight!
"disease!"
Where Wang Chen pointed his sword, the red sword instantly turned into a stream of light and flew away, already hundreds of feet away in the blink of an eye.
The roaring thunder alarmed countless war cultivators guarding the city.
They all turned their attention to the towering Seven Star Pavilion, showing complicated expressions.
This is not the first time Wang Chen has practiced swordsmanship in Qixing Pavilion. The power of the red sword to control the wind and thunder made everyone feel shocked and relieved.
The stronger Wang Chen is, the less chance the Sand Clan hunting cultivators will have to sneak in and cause trouble.
Everyone can sleep more peacefully.
It's just that I've been shocked more often, and now I'm somewhat used to it and numb.
Some warrior cultivators shook their heads and withdrew their gaze and attention.
At this moment, Wang Chen's entire mind was immersed in controlling the flying sword.
He is pushing past limits.
The power of the magic circle transferred from Qixing Pavilion was being superimposed on him layer by layer.
Wang Chen's cultivation level continued to rise from the third floor of Zi Mansion to the fifth and seventh floors of Zi Mansion...
Wang Chen's soul seemed to have left his body and was perfectly integrated with the majestic city beneath him. The latter pushed him straight into the sky, above the nine heavens.
This feeling is intoxicating, as if the whole world is under one's control, and everything is turned upside down with every move, omnipotent and omnipresent.
But Wang Chen knew very well that this was just a feeling of weakness caused by the sudden increase in power.
It's not real.
Once you indulge in this kind of falsehood, your Taoist heart may get lost and fall!
He placed his soul on the Red Sword and controlled this flying sword to penetrate deeply into the Gobi Desert.
Find the right target.
In Wang Chen's field of vision, the flying sword was like a golden flying fish, which was extremely eye-catching as it flew across the map.
Suddenly, a red dot appeared in the field of vision!
This red dot is not stationary, but is moving along a straight line towards Zhenshaguan.
It was quite fast, probably riding a horse.
Wang Chen locked it immediately!
The red sword immediately changed direction and faced the target at a faster speed.
The next moment, Wang Chen suddenly opened his eyes.
The originally pitch-black eyes were filled with purple light, and their gaze was as sharp as a razor blade, revealing a murderous intent!
"Go!"
With a silent scolding, the flying sword instantly overlapped with the red dot.
[Tian Gong +8]
Done!
Wang Chen's eyes lit up and he immediately called back the flying sword.
This was the first time he succeeded in killing an enemy with a sword from a long distance.
A monk at the eighth level of qi training was killed by Wang Chen with a single sword without ever meeting him.
And separated by hundreds of miles of space!
No one would believe it.
But what Wang Chen pursues is not fame and honor, he just enjoys the thrill of long-range strikes and precise clearing.
