In front of you is an extremely tall black city wall. The majestic wall is taller than a primitive universe. The dark city wall can swallow everything.
Wherever you look, you can't see the boundaries of the city wall.
This is the miraculous building created by these reincarnations and the eternal God and sanctification.
This is a city that far exceeds imagination. Looking at the entire Origin Continent, it is rare. This is one of the cities that one camp has tried its best to build.
Inside the city wall, just like a normal city, there are countless eternal gods living, and it even looks very lively.
"Yes, this is the front line with the undead camp. It is also the last defense."
"If we are broken through, we will be at a huge disadvantage, and the previous tragic war will happen again!"
Ning Ze was silent for a moment as he thought about it, "No wonder there seem to be very few Eternal Gods in the headquarters, but they all came here."
Ming Nan opened his mouth to explain: "Their strength is not necessarily strong, but it is not necessarily weak. As long as there are enough numbers to form a legion, they can stop even a team that is called a saint."
Ning Ze nodded and said nothing.
This is a battlefield!
It’s not a playground!
Even if they are saints, they are at risk of falling, and these eternal gods will not be so comfortable.
Now that they are gathered together, they pose a great threat to the powerful ones called Saints. At most, their mobility and combat flexibility are poor, but they are a good choice for defense.
"To be honest, I didn't want you to come here."
Ming Nan looked at the city in the distance with a solemn expression.
"Why?" Ning Ze asked directly.
"The defense here is from the undead camp!"
Ming Nan said something meaningful, and Ning Ze suddenly understood what Ming Nan meant.
At the beginning, the battlefield of Xihuyuan was not a battle between eight camps, but a battle between two camps.
The undead have always been very targeted towards them, even during the extremely dangerous and chaotic war, they always adopted a life-or-death attitude.
If it weren't for the undead being so crazy, there wouldn't be so many strong men dying.
That’s 20% of the sanctification!
That is the accumulation of countless reincarnation times.
That is the total number of saints in the endless territory of flesh and blood races!
As a result, they all died in that war. In that kind of chaos, ordinary life-saving methods were useless. Those who left the mark of reincarnation like Yin Ge were good, and most of those who died were directly annihilated.
Without the secret technique of Duan Donghe's "Immortal River" level, it can be said that there is no chance of surviving.
"If it were the other six camp borders, it should be considered safe with your current reserves of divine power. This battlefield is different."
Ming Nan glanced at Ning Ze, and he could feel that Ning Ze's reserve of divine power, that thick aura, that powerful aura of life, even surpassed his own.
This is definitely a big opportunity.
In the previous chaotic battle, many saints were severely damaged. Originally, Ning Ze had just broken through and should have been in worse shape than them. But in the end, he had such a heavy amount of divine power. This was an advantage!
Even if you can't beat him, you can drag your opponent to death!
"I know a lot about the methods of the undead, which can actually be regarded as an advantage."
Ning Ze smiled easily.
Ming Nan shook his head and said nothing more. He had never seen any opponent before in the chaos, and when he fought with the undead camp, Ning Ze had not yet been declared a saint, so his combat experience was useless.
Three Thousand Daoyun, you can only understand the difference between battles when they actually fight.
He had no intention of continuing to say this. When Ning Ze actually faced those who were called saints, he would naturally have his own understanding.
"I have been to the battlefield once before, but I didn't stay long because I haven't recovered yet. Now that my power has recovered a lot, I can wait for rescue in special situations."
Ning Ze was a little surprised, but still worried about him.
He got the news that Mingnan was definitely not a weakling on the battlefield. Even Mingnan didn't have the ability to protect himself, let alone his newly-breakthrough Saint.
Ming Nan was using himself as an example to warn him.
It seems that the two of them are both super geniuses at the third level of divine power, and they also broke through and became saints in this way, which seems to be a bit late for meeting each other.
Ning Ze felt much better.
"Thank you very much."
Ming Nan nodded and said: "Now let me tell you the rules of the battle between the two sides. Use Nanling as the boundary to block both sides. The further you advance, the more saints you encounter, and the more dangerous you are."
"Similarly, our clan is also laid out in this way. The closer we get to Black Ink City, the more saints we get."
"The total strength of our clan on this battlefield is extremely heavy, far exceeding that of other fronts. However, even so, the overall strength is only one point weaker than that of the undead."
Ning Ze's pupils tightened. These undead souls are really crazy. They sent more troops than they did. Why don't they defend other fronts?
Nowadays, many saints are not rich in divine power. Once the battle line is breached, they can only resist with strength. When the time comes to fight, there is no telling how many saints will fall.
Even if it's not your own sainthood, don't you still feel distressed?
"The current situation is considered stable for the time being. The two sides are fighting in small teams, and the survival rate is high. Once you find that you are losing, you must obey the order and retreat."
Ning Ze quickly agreed that his current strength could not compare with Ming Nan. If the other party decided to escape, he would not obey the order unless he was stupid.
Moling City, inner city.
The splendid palace was brightly lit, and the smell of wine rose from the long table. Eleven saints gathered together happily.
"Let us congratulate Ning Ze..."
"The first person to be called a saint after entering the abyss of addiction..."
"Title...glory..."
Either congratulations or blessings, Ning Ze responded to them all with a smile.
The nine extra saints here are his team members, six of them are humans, and the remaining three are alien beasts. Ming Nan is the captain.
These nine saints are all veteran saints, and the strongest one is even stronger than Mingnan. It is only because Mingnan has an endless divine body, greater potential, and greater fame that he became the captain.
After a moment of joy, the enemy's approximate location was determined through the latest news, and the group officially set off.
…
A world of darkness.
Ancient beings stand in the shadows.
"All the sanctifications in the creature camp have been tested, and the third stage can be started!"
A vast voice resounded in the dark world. Those ancient beings were all god-kings, and they were also the top god-kings in the undead race!
Nowadays, Xihuan Abyss is sealed, but the will of the God King still envelopes Xihuan Abyss.
Messages can also be transmitted through the small universe. The heart of the true God is connected to the small universe, and the will can come without hindrance.
"Haha, it's not a simple task to force all the strong men of the race into a desperate situation. I'm afraid it will take a long time to complete!"
"Doesn't it take less time now? Even if it can't be completed directly, the scope can be reduced to the minimum."
"Don't worry about time. They won't push the war to such a tragic level, but we can! It just has to sacrifice more to be holy."
Many god-kings discussed and analyzed all the pros and cons, and finally chose the simplest and safest method. They would not allow failure with such a large investment.
"Speaking of which, is the origin trace really in the realm of living beings? Or is it in the hands of a weak person? You must know that a lot of time has passed. If you become the God King..."
"Now that we have become the God King, it's time for us to fight tooth and nail!"
"Yuanji, the Yuanji that can gradually control the world! No matter how big the sacrifice is, we will get it!"
…
“This location is just right.”
In the dark green deep pool, Ning Ze melted into the heavy water and looked towards a gray mountain peak in the distance.
"This opponent is just right!"
Ning Ze's eyes had crossed countless distances and were locked in the black mist behind the mountain peak.
These death auras and evil auras are very common in Xianhuyuan, but now they are swirling like a whirlpool, and it is obviously controlled by someone.
After Ning Ze followed the team into the battlefield, the team members dispersed to a small extent, and he found this suitable opponent immediately!
Moving forward quietly, hiding in the shadows, Ning Ze hid everything about himself, and no Name Saint sense could detect it.
In the valley, the black mist was still swirling, and Ning Ze had quietly arrived on the mountain peak.
A moment.
The divine power burns, the Tao Yun appears, the secret method is formed, and the terrifying sword light falls from the nine heavens like the brilliant power of heaven, bombarding the black mist.
"Damn it!"
"Little thief!"
Two sharp roars came from the black mist, and then the black mist was cleared by the sword light, and the saintly strong man who looked like a white jade skeleton was forced to reveal his body. It continued to roar angrily, "
I want you to die!"
The scarlet blood glow is derived from the white bones, and a terrifying secret method is brewed.
At this time.
A long sound sounded from the endless space.
"Daotian!"
The sword light is derived from the endless law of the void, and each sword carries a Taoist rhyme. The place enveloped by the sword array seems to have entered a Taoist realm, receiving the baptism of the endless Taoist rhyme.
The strong man with the white jade skeleton felt a chill in his heart.
Without him, saints specialize in and generally understand less than ten kinds of Taoist charms. Their talents are limited. They are not confused about cultivation and know which kind of Taoist charms they should practice. This also results in the fact that few strong people understand it.
There are more than ten kinds of Tao rhyme.
Now that hundreds of Tao Yun appeared from the void, its first reaction was that nearly a hundred saints joined forces to attack him.
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Facing one Saint can fight for several reincarnations. One blow from ten Saints can seriously injure him. If nearly a hundred Saints join forces, he will be directly annihilated, and the endless accumulation of divine power will be in vain.
And in the second moment, it sensed that those Dao Yun were still weak and did not resemble the Dao Yun perception of being a saint at all. This terrifying blow seemed like the ultimate attack of hundreds of eternal true gods.
It sneered in its heart, "I almost got fooled! It turns out that this little thief is just hiding his strength, and his attack is so weak, let's see how I teach you a lesson!"
In fact, he was a little angry because he was suddenly attacked once and then frightened again. Although no one knew it, he would not deceive himself. It would be a shame to be tricked by others!
Whoosh!
The secret method is dissolving, the blood glow is disappearing, and the complete scarlet Tao is so powerless in the face of hundreds of Tao rhymes.
This turn of events frightened the white jade skeleton. He was no match for these little ants?
When could hundreds of attacks from the Eternal True God be comparable to being called a saint? He actually lost to those weak Dao Yun.
"Daotian!"
The ubiquitous sword light reappeared in the world again, and the speed of its condensation was far faster than that of the white jade skeleton. Before he could prepare, the endless power bombarded the ice-colored armor outside the skeleton.
Whoosh!
A large portion of his divine power suddenly disappeared.
The white jade skeleton said, "I want you to die!"
Ning Ze's expression did not change and he continued to experiment with his newly created move - Daotian.
What he thinks is that the endless Taoist rhyme comes from heaven, but it also blends into heaven and earth, and can also interpret heaven and earth.
Hundreds of Taoist rhymes were integrated into it, and connections were created between the various Taoist rhymes. The power increased sharply again and again, and finally reached the level it is today.
There are currently only hundreds of endless ways, but this is a good start.
Of course, this secret method also has many drawbacks.
Hundreds of Tao rhymes are related to each other. Ning Ze can be considered opportunistic and only uses it as a special move. However, it is inevitable that he knows it but does not know why. After all, there are hundreds of Tao rhymes. If he can understand it quickly, there is no need to be slow.
Tuntun uses these Taoist rhymes?
Furthermore, the connection between Dao Yun and Dao Yun is too ethereal, and he cannot actively control the power of the secret method.
However, after his experiments, he quickly discovered that the more hundreds of Taoist rhymes are not the better, the more important thing is to be neat.
Each type of Taoist rhyme is similar, and the most powerful is the most powerful. Once there is a Taoist rhyme that is too strong, or a Taoist rhyme that is too weak, it will weaken the overall power of 'Dao Tian'!
"Ye Yu! Save me!"
Faced with Ning Ze's eager gaze, the White Jade Skeleton Sage only held on for three seconds before carrying out the rescue as he wished!
Swish! Swish!
A series of sharp blades passed through the body, and even though Saint would not die, he was still seriously injured!
The originally bright white skeleton also became dim at this moment.
He was blinded.
First he appeared suddenly, and then he was flung around by hundreds of Taoist rhymes and could only be beaten passively!
Then he felt that the power of 'Dao Tian' was getting more and more terrifying,
The terrifying speed of improvement made him realize the reality clearly in an instant. If he didn't call someone quickly, he would probably perish if he entered!
It's equally embarrassing to have someone rescue you after you can't beat him, but it's still better than losing your life.
Ning Ze kept wielding the Abyss Devouring Sword, but he modified Daotian's many imperfections, and finally modified it into the secret technique that best suited him!
One side displays their unique skills in swordsmanship, while the other side is really passive in defense.
For a time, there was an extraordinary harmony between the two.
It's a pity that only the barren mountains and land can witness this scene.
Not long after, there was a roar in the sky, and then a dark gun light came to Ning Ze.