In the world of cultivation, there is a long-standing formula for the breakdown of combat power.
Two people at the same level are as good as three people with one level of difference.
A difference of two levels reduces the force by half, and a difference of three levels reduces the force by one.
The meaning of the first two sentences is easy to understand. At the same level, you can play two early stages in the mid-term, and you can play two mid-terms in the peak stage.
In the case of a difference of one level, the initial agreement is to be three cultivators at the peak level one level below.
For example, a master in the middle stage of Lingji can cope with two masters in the early stage of Lingji, or four masters in the early stage of Lingji.
And a peerless master who is in the early realm of heaven and human is a first-rate master who can handle three peak realms of spiritual silence.
By analogy, a master at the early stage of Heavenly Human can probably cope with three peak stages of Spiritual Silence, or six intermediate stages of Spiritual Silence, or twelve early stages of Spiritual Silence.
When there is a two-level difference, the situation has changed.
For example, for a master in the early stage of immortality, according to the first sentence, the combat power should be equivalent to the peak state of three heavenly beings, or six intermediate heavenly beings, or the early stage of twelve heavenly beings.
Converting the combat power into the peak level of Lingji, it is thirty-six.
Again, manpower is exhausted sometimes. Even a peerless master in the realm of immortality is still a human being. He is not a god. Level and combat power are not one plus one.
That’s why we have it, let’s say it’s half the price for a difference of two levels.
In other words, a peerless master in the early stage of immortality can only be equivalent to eighteen peak levels of spiritual silence at most.
There are three levels of difference, three are reduced to one.
The combat power of the early stage of Xumi is equal to three peaks of immortality, or six middle stages of immortality, or twelve early stages of immortality.
The difference is two levels, that is, compared to the peak of Lingji, there are 432 people.
More than 400 Lingji masters cast spells at the same time, and their energy gathered to a point was enough to destroy the world.
Xumi's initial state was not that strong, so he shrunk three into one.
That's one third.
The combat power of a big shot at the early stage of Sumeru is roughly equal to that of more than 140 masters at the peak of Lingji.
Of course, this is just a simple measure of combat power.
If a master at the Sumeru realm has a heavenly weapon in his hand, his combat power will be greatly increased.
For example, in the battle in the Snowy Mountains ten years ago, Xuan Ying relied on the powerful domain power deployed by the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk to easily kill hundreds of heavenly masters, including many in the Lingji Realm and even the peerless masters in the Heavenly Realm.
The old storyteller's combat prowess is comparable to that of Xumi, and he is one of the strongest people in the Three Realms.
If his age is ignored, his combat power is probably equivalent to a few hundred people at the peak of Lingji, and will definitely not exceed a thousand.
Facing the equivalent of more than a thousand Lingji masters activating the endless sword formation at this moment, the old storyteller only took one look and knew that he had no chance of winning this battle.
It's not because he is older, his cultivation has been compromised, and he is not at the peak of his life.
It's because the infinite sword formation that appears at this moment is just the tip of the iceberg of the huge reincarnation formation, and it is Yu Jizi's small test.
Even if you wait to neutralize this wave of attacks from tens of thousands of giant swords, what about the next wave?
With the demonic power of the God-killing Sword and the infinite evil energy contained in the Samsara Array, the Jade Machine can activate at least twenty waves of more than ten thousand swords.
The storyteller's previous understanding of the Samsara Array was all passed down by his ancestors, which was a bit like talking on paper.
Only by truly facing this magic circle can you appreciate the horror of this magic circle! Yu Jizi's voice slowly sounded and said: "Don't say that I bully you, just take the first move."
The old storyteller had a stern look on his face. He slowly stepped forward and raised his arms.
Facing him, a powerful Xumi man, Yu Jizi naturally did not dare to show any slights.
Looking at the posture of the old storyteller, it must be a peerless secret technique that exerts tremendous power! Then, tens of thousands of monochromatic giant swords emitted a humming sword sound at the same time, like thunder, and all the sword blades were pointed at the old storyteller.
Just wait for the old storyteller to cast a spell, and thousands of powerful giant swords will be shot down.
The old storyteller spoke, his tone was calm and his voice was ethereal.
Said: "It is worthy of being the most amazing formation in the Three Realms. It's awesome, awesome! I'm convinced! I'm so convinced!"
After saying that, he lay down on the ground, really slumped to the ground! This scene was obviously beyond everyone's expectations! Yu Jizi looked at the old storyteller in astonishment, while Yuan Xiaolou and Fan Tong also looked at them in confusion from a distance.
This fat old man.
What's going on? The fight hasn't started yet. Why does this old man lie on the ground and admit defeat?
He is a powerful Xumi, the top master in the three realms?
Don’t even want to lose face?
It took a while for Yu Jizi to regain his composure and said: "You...what do you mean?
With your conduct, you do have a chance to break this formation if you fight with your last resort.
How could your Excellency... be so miserable?
Don’t you even want to lose face?
How can such a style be worthy of your extraordinary cultivation?
How can you be worthy of the word "Xumi" that you carry on your body?"
The old storyteller was still lying on the ground. Although he physically gave up, his voice was still vague when he spoke.
Said: "I originally thought that since Ye Xiaochuan was able to break out of the Samsara Array ten years ago, with my cultivation level and the fact that this is not the main formation eye of the Samsara Array, there would definitely be a chance.
When facing this magic circle at this moment, I realized that even though this is just the periphery of the Samsara Magic Circle, the eyes of the magic circle are connected to each other through the Yin Veins. The power exerted may not be as powerful as the main formation eye, but it is absolutely powerful.
It's not something that one or two Xumi experts can handle.
The reason why Ye Xiaochuan was able to escape was because he had a Chaos Clock that ignored all laws. I don't have such a rare treasure.
Since I knew it couldn't be broken, I didn't waste time and energy.
This is the intersection of Cangyun Mountain and Qilin Mountain. There are countless cultivators nearby for hundreds of miles. If I and you stay entangled here for too long, countless cultivators will definitely be attracted here.
At that time, your reputation will be ruined.
Although you are full of devilish aura, I know that the reason why you are what you are today is for the sake of the common people in the world.
I believe that you still have some conscience. If the heavenly monks attack Cangyun Mountain, you will definitely activate this reincarnation circle to deal with the invading enemies from the heavenly realm.
Your Excellency has the important task of saving hundreds of millions of living beings in the world, so I am willing to sit back and wait for death.
Before I die, I only hope that you can let Xiaolou and the big panda go..." Yu Jizi sneered again and again and said: "I didn't expect that you still care about my reputation?
Since you want to die, then I will make it happen for you.
Don’t worry, I won’t kill Xiaolou, and I can assure you that I will never fall into the devil’s path. As long as I am still breathing, the heavens will never try to destroy my human civilization!”
After saying that, thousands of monochromatic giant swords were shot at the old storyteller who was lying on his stomach waiting for death.
Yuan Xiaolou was shocked and rushed over from a distance, shouting: "Grandpa!"
She held her trump card and shattered dozens of giant swords that were slashing downwards. Fan Tong wielded a huge bear paw and smashed some giant swords.
But there are simply too many giant swords.
In the blink of an eye, one person and one bear were submerged in the giant sword.
At the same time, countless giant swords had bombarded the area where the old storyteller was lying.
There was a loud roar, and the earth shook.
Amidst the loud noise, only Yuan Xiaolou's shrill cry could be heard: "Grandpa!"
