But Aunt Zhu’s vision has long been fed by He Lingchuan’s tricky skills. Although the attackers are weak and the defenders are trying their best, with shouts of “kill” all over the place and magical powers flying around, in fact——
In fact, very few people died in the battle, only a few dozen to this day, both sides combined.
It can be seen that this war is only superficially lively.
He Lingchuan could express the profound meaning of one, two, three, four, and five every time he commanded, and he was very particular about it, but the battle line did not advance upwards. Xiao Wencheng had nothing to do, he was an expert in commanding, and fighting was not a game.
, do whatever you want.
After hearing Aunt Zhu's words, He Lingchuan raised his head and glanced at it, smiling slightly.
Seeing his expression, Aunt Zhu knew that she was right. This guy had no intention of suppressing the rhythm when commanding the Fantasy Sect team.
Is he stalling for time?
As if to answer its question, He Lingchuan said to Xiao Wencheng: "Master Xiao, why do I feel that Xianzun and Miao Zhantian did not fight to the best of their ability?"
"Oh?" Xiao Wencheng asked him, "What do you think?"
"Only one of the Immortal Lord's Dharma Appearances showed up." He Lingchuan, while taking care of the chaotic battle situation, still had time to pay attention to such details, "Only the Yin Fei Dharma Appearance entered the battle."
Faxiang Yinhui did not join the battle head-on. Instead, he found a crater and extinguished the meteorite.
The Divine Fire Formation was missing two formations, and one of the meteorites was gouged away by it.
It is impossible for a mysterious true immortal like Qianhuan Zhenren to have only one external image.
"And Miao Zhantian didn't release even a single clone. This is unreasonable." Zangxi Zhenjun was squatting in the undefeated post, meditating, and was playing a rules duel with Qianhuan Zhenren.
He didn't believe that these two mighty men didn't have the energy to do anything else.
"The Immortal Lord only needs to release another dharma image to knock down the undefeated post, and the Fantasy Sect army will not have to fight there for a long time."
In the battle between Qian Huan and Miao Zhantian, there are two ways to distinguish the winner:
One is to win the battle of laws with dignity;
Another way is to physically destroy the opponent's body.
No matter what kind of success, it is called winning.
Before Xiao Wencheng answered, Master Qianhuan's voice rang in several people's ears: "Do you think Miao Zhantian will hand over his safety to a ragtag army to protect him?"
"What do you mean?" He Lingchuan thought for a moment, then looked astonished, "Miao Zhantian also arranged a back-up at Bubai Post?"
"If I attack, he will protect himself." Qian Huan said coldly, "He is different from me. His true body is exposed in broad daylight and is extremely unstable, so he wants to lure me into taking action as soon as possible."
Until now, Huan Zong still has the advantage on the battlefield. He is hidden and silent at this time, just like a sword that is about to be drawn out of its sheath. It poses the greatest threat to the enemy and makes Miao Zhantian the most unstable. Every battle
There should be enough room for overweighting.
If He takes action, Miao Zhantian will finally let go of her hanging heart and feel at ease, so she can go ahead and get on with it.
This is so subtle that it is difficult to understand without rich personal combat experience.
Aunt Zhu figured it out in the blink of an eye and scratched her big eyes:
It turned out that He Lingchuan did not dare to send Huan Zong to attack urgently because he was afraid of falling into Miao Zhantian's backhand and becoming Qian Huan's cannon fodder.
Looking at the fact that the three of them never ended up personally, it is the same reason.
He has been trying his best to protect his companions, but he will not say it openly.
At this time, another light spot disappeared on the sand table:
Another leg of the divine fire formation was gouged away by the Yin Hu Dharma.
This is what He Lingchuan said: "The advantage is mine." After all, Miao Zhantian's demon subordinates are not many in number, and it is difficult to stop Qian Huan from poaching.
If we don't think about changing, the Shenhuo Formation may really be poached by Qianhuan Zhenren in the end.
Dong Rui couldn't help but ask: "Does Miao Zhantian still have a chance to turn defeat into victory?"
"Yes." He Lingchuan said without hesitation, "In addition to protecting his true body, there is only one way for him to win as soon as possible -"
"Find the true form of Qianhuan Immortal Lord!"
"Then He has to do useless work." Master Qianhuan smiled, and his deep laughter caused echoes on the stone wall. "He misjudged me."
That is to say, Qianhuan Zhenren is certain that Miao Zhantian cannot find his true body, even though he has the eye of reality and the ability to see through illusions.
But what did He mean when He said, Miao Zhantian misjudged Him?
Is there any information gap between him and Miao Zhantian? He Lingchuan said while thinking: "Miao Zhantian dared to enter the Distorted Sea today because he came prepared. He should have considered various accidents. For example, if he was in the battle,
At a disadvantage."
Judging from the several ultimate moves Miao Zhantian unleashed, it seems that he has not exhausted all his backup options yet.
This is probably the reason why Master Qian Huan is still extremely cautious and does not dare to attack with all his strength.
He wanted to consume Miao Zhantian's divine power and slowly wear him to death.
This is the cheapest way to win.
But Miao Zhantian will not sit still and wait for death. He has made it very clear in both worlds that as long as he is at a disadvantage, he will take quite radical and violent measures to try to destroy the inherent pattern.
And this trick is quite useful.
Now, Miao Zhantian seems to be at a disadvantage again. "So, what other ways does he have to make a comeback?"
At this moment, Elder Liu, who was in another crater, suddenly sent a message: "The ritual tools given by the Immortal Lord are about to be used up."
The ritual tools given to them by Qian Huan are actually manifestations of their own power. They can cooperate with the immortal power of the elders to choose the opportunity to strike a fatal blow to the divine fire meteorite.
However, the divine fire meteorites were continuously strengthened by Miao Zhantian, and the ritual utensils in Elder Liu's hands were a bit insufficient.
This was an empty millstone. After Elder Liu activated it with his own power, the millstone enlarged several hundred times in size and placed itself under the meteorite, impeding its rotation.
As a result, the millstone was ground so that sparks flew everywhere, and the stone slurry produced could extinguish the golden light.
Although the meteorite's rotation does slow down, the grindstone is worn away faster.
After fifty breaths at most, it will be polished.
Elder Liu couldn't escape, so he asked his master for help.
Xiao Wencheng looked back at the altar table and saw a whisk with a faint blue light placed beside it, so he said to the disciple guarding the lamp: "You! Send the whisk to Junior Brother Liu!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The disciple guarding the lamp responded, took the fly whisk from the altar table, held it in his arms, hurriedly walked to the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, and plunged into it.
There were ripples on the mirror surface.
Then, the disciple guarding the lamp was bounced back.
This scene made everyone present look at him.
Ever since He Lingchuan lent the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, the Huan Sect's disciples used it to act smoothly and smoothly, no different from before.
Why did this mistake happen when it was the turn of the lamp-keeper disciples to enter?
The last time there was a problem with the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, He Lingchuan was only sent to the Yaozi Lake without rejecting him directly.
The disciple guarding the lamp did not believe in evil. After standing firm, he rushed into the mirror again, his movements more urgent than the last time.
Suddenly, he was bounced back again by the Haoyuan Golden Mirror!
And because of his strong momentum, the mirror's rebound force was also strong, knocking him back five steps.
Xiao Wencheng looked at the disciple guarding the lamp and his eyes immediately changed: "What's going on?"
The disciple guarding the lamp whispered: "I, the disciple, don't know either."
Dong Rui, who was standing next to him, also noticed that his movements were urgent, but his face was stiff and his tone was flat, which did not fit the anxious context at all.
He Lingchuan was even more straightforward: "He is not a member of the Fantasy Sect!"
The setting of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror can be used by He Lingchuan and his party as well as the disciples of the Huan Sect. The rejection of this lamp-keeping disciple means that the Haoyuan Golden Mirror has determined that he is not a disciple of the Huan Sect and is not qualified to pass!
As soon as He Lingchuan finished speaking, the disciple guarding the lamp suddenly turned around and rushed towards the sand table.
The sand table and Haoyuan Golden Mirror are not far apart. He is very fast and will be there in a blink of an eye.
As long as he jumps into the sandbox, he can escape from the secret room.
Neither He Lingchuan nor the other three took action. This place has an owner.
Sure enough, just before the lamp boy was about to crash into the sand table, the sand table's mask flashed a blue light.
With a "pang" sound, the sound of his hitting the sand table was like hitting a copper wall. The sand table did not move at all, but he hit his forehead and bled.
The lamp-keeping boy seemed to feel no pain and wanted to turn around, but his feet were stuck to the ground and he could not move at all.
When he looked down, he saw that the ankles were somehow sunk into the ground. It was really like a foot deep in mud.
"It's useless to struggle." Xiao Wencheng raised his wrist and the fly whisk was in his hand, "What does Miao Zhantian want you to do?"
He looked at the waiter carefully and saw that his eyelids suddenly kept blinking and his eyes rolled up, so he walked behind the waiter, picked up the whisk and brushed it——
The clothes on the waiter's back were wiped away.
His back was pretty clean, with nothing on it.
But Aunt Zhu suddenly said: "There is a hole outside the cervical spine! That thing was originally attached to the back of the neck, but now it has penetrated into his head!"
Xiao Wencheng hit him with a whisk.
Don't look at the thin silk whisk, which is harder than a long sword in his hand. With just one flick, half of the head of the disciple guarding the lamp was cut off!
The body fell to the ground, and red and white things were scattered everywhere.
Xiao Wencheng's eyes were as bright as fire as he pulled something out of the corpse's brain:
A small insect with a long tail, it looks like a scorpion, but its tail is not a barb, but a few slender whiskers.
"Brain-eating insect monster!"
They had discovered this thing once before on Shilong Peak.
Xiao Wencheng frowned: "After crossing Yaozi Lake, I, the servant, never left the team. How could I be tricked?"
Aunt Zhu answered: "That was before crossing the lake. They captured the lamp-keeping boy, planted a brain-eating insect demon on him and then released him."
The Huanzong's retreat plan was, how should I say, executed in a bit of a mess. Aunt Zhu shook her head when she saw it.
After the main force of the Huan Sect entered the lake, the remaining troops were chased by the Tiangong army and fled. Many disciples were arrested. Wouldn't it be easy for the Tiangong to do anything to them?
This brain-eating insect monster is deeper than the previous Daoxing and is harder to find. Even the corpse controlled by it has no loose muscles, no dilated pupils, and does not emit the putrid smell of the corpse. In addition, it has been standing
From a distance, he rarely comes close to the public's sight, so he is hiding from the sky here.
If it weren't for the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, I don't know how long it would have been lurking here.