Jin Ling's Kaitian Zhan was used in actual combat for the first time. The reed-leaf-shaped golden blade shot straight into the sky. Due to its extremely fast speed, it left an afterimage in the sky. As soon as the golden blade touched the Qingluo Umbrella, it
A dazzling golden light burst out, drowning everyone in the sky. Among the monks present, those with lower cultivation levels were unable to face the white light, so they could only cover their eyes and avoid it. Then there was a rumbling thunder, which filled people's eardrums.
After the golden light passed through the Qingluo Umbrella, it pierced the sky, drew a thin white line in the sky, and finally disappeared completely.
Shangguan Luoyu's originally pale cheeks showed a deathly ashen color, and a stream of bright red blood seeped out from the corners of his lips and flowed on the gown on his chest.
"The Qingluo Umbrella was penetrated."
Shangguan Luoyu's dry lips trembled slightly, and his heart seemed to have been pierced with a hole. The Qingluo Umbrella had been trained by him to become his destiny, and a hole was poked by the golden spirit. Naturally, his spiritual consciousness was also affected.
Damage. For him, this umbrella also represents the inheritance of his master. Shangguan Luoyu, who had been forcibly pushing his spiritual energy and using the divine light of dawn, was close to being dead, but was seriously injured again, and his condition was extremely critical.
In fact, the loss of spiritual thoughts and spiritual energy is nothing to a great monk like Shangguan Luoyu who has stepped into the realm of Yuanying. At most, it will take a few years to recuperate and restore the mind to the original state, but the fatal
But the life in Shangguan Luoyu's heart has been extinguished. This Qingluo umbrella is too important to him, and it has become an obsession. Most practitioners have obsessions, and some people have feelings for a certain magic weapon.
Obsession, just like Shangguan Luoyu, some people are obsessed with something, but it is not necessarily a bad thing. For example, when a person who is obsessed with a magical weapon uses this magical weapon
, its power is much greater. Some people are obsessed with revenge, and they will do whatever it takes, and most of the time they will be able to achieve their goals. However, if the obsession is too deep, they will eventually fall into the devil's trap, which is an eternal truth.
At this time, Zhou Heyang had escaped from the illusory formation. While he was still in shock, he saw Shangguan Luoyu's expression was sluggish, his Yintang was dark, and there were some signs of death. He hurriedly took out a white jade porcelain bottle from the Naxu ring and took off the cork.
Pour out three yellow pills and stuff them into Shangguan Luoyu's mouth.
The monks of Qinglong Camp had stabilized their position at this time. Although everyone still had a little fear on their faces, their years of habit made them calm down quickly. They knew that this was the only way to save their lives in the chaos.
Method. Chen Yunsheng fired the magic formula, used up his last ray of spiritual thought, and activated the ice array with all his strength. The translucent ice surface of the ice lake once again lit up with a burst of white. Looking from the sky, it looked like a full moon hidden in the mountain pass.
中. There are nefarious people in later generations who named the lake Lengyue Lake after seeing the scene today. So that tens of millions of years later, these monks who fought for their lives have long been forgotten, and the name of Lengyue Lake
But it has been passed down.
Thousands of ice picks shot down from all directions, even on the heads of the monks of the Qinglong Camp. The sharp tips of the cones shone with a cold light, making people shudder. The monks of the Qinglong Camp used their own defensive weapons according to the formation of the team.
, in an instant, the sound of the collision of ice and magic weapons resounded back to the top of Frost Mountain. The ice pick hit the magic weapon. Although it could not be destroyed immediately, due to the large number of ice picks and the uneven quality of the monks' magic weapons, the ice cone hit the magic weapon.
In addition, some people have limited spiritual energy, and there are always monks who have their hearts pierced by ice picks. For a while, the sound of being defeated can be heard endlessly.
Zhou Heyang chopped off two ice picks with his hand and roared: "The sons of Qinglong Camp obey the order and attack the monk in the center of the ice lake. Only by taking him down can we survive." Even if he didn't say anything, many monks would have already jumped up.
Yu tried, and in an instant, various magical weapons emitted colorful brilliance and struck Chen Yunsheng.
Chen Yunsheng looked at the colorful weapons coming from the sky, and smiled bitterly in his heart. In his current situation, even if he ran away with all his strength, he would not be able to evade all the weapons. Fortunately, Jin Ling had quick hands and eyes, and picked up Chen Yunsheng with both hands, transforming into a ball of golden light.
Disappeared in the middle of the lake. He has practiced the Golden Escape Technique to the point of proficiency, and he does not need to perform tricks. He is best at avoiding the opponent's attacks during a fight. If Gu Jian had this ability, he would not have wasted ten stand-in puppets.
, and then beheaded Zhang Dameng.
The monks in the woods by the lake have completed their adjustments. Ye Chuanyun gave an order, and thousands of thunderbolt arrows were fired at the Qinglong Camp monks in the air. Facing the faster and more powerful thunderbolts, these monks had to use the only defense method.
It seems much more fragile. Even if some monks have some defensive diamond talismans, the grade is not high and it is difficult to withstand the piercing power of thunderbolts. Those low-level defensive magic weapons are even more vulnerable, being pierced by thunderbolts like eggshells.
Tou. The monks of Qinglong Camp suffered heavy casualties. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen monks died on the spot.
The flying sword in front of Zhou Heyang turned into a green dragon, and with a shake of his head, it attacked towards the monks in the sky in the dense forest. There were already dense thunderbolts hitting the head and body of the green dragon, and countless fireflies burst out, and the sound of tinkling resounded.
The horizon, however, could not move Qinglong even a little bit. The monks of Qinglong Camp rushed towards the dense forest while urging their magic weapons to attack the dense forest.
Ye Chuanyun let out a long roar, and the Soul-Chasing Sword drew a white flash, rushing towards the menacing Zhou Heyang. At the same time, a huge pentagonal shield suddenly appeared in the sky above the dense forest, with Tai Chi patterns flashing on the shield. Although it was a
It was made of green wood, but there was a hint of metallic luster. The green dragon hit the shield in the blink of an eye, and the green wooden shield flew back several feet. Ye Chuanyun bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.
, the azure light on the shield flourished. The spiritual stones inlaid on the five corners suddenly glowed with five different lights, and the retreating trend of the Aoki Shield was somewhat restrained.
Ye Chuanyun waved his left hand forward, and seventy-two green flying knives were shot out, directed at the Qinglong camp monks opposite. These seventy-two bamboo leaf knives were a set that Ye Chuanyun had refined in recent years.
A top-grade magical weapon. The blade is shaped like a bamboo leaf, and the patterns on it are also very similar to the patterns of bamboo leaves. It is elusive and extremely fast, making it an excellent weapon for sneak attacks.
Zhou Heyang hurriedly dodged to avoid the Soul-Chasing Sword. He kept making hand seals with both hands at the same time. In an instant, a sinister wind rippled deep in the dense forest, and the wind was full of bloody air. After a while, suddenly more than a dozen beasts were covered with fangs.
Four-legged monsters appear in the dense forest. These monsters look like wolves, but they are much larger than ordinary wolves, and their mouths are not as long as wolves. Their eyes are glowing red, and their black hair is mottled.
Seems extremely vicious.
Ye Chuanyun's secret channel is not good. Could it be that this person is good at channeling? Channeling is a category of Taoist skills. There are very few people who practice it, and the techniques for practicing it are also difficult to find. Generally, the monsters produced by channeling are
There are many creatures that are not in this world, but ghosts, dead souls and the like. People who practice this technique are often labeled as destroying the balance of this world and are spurned by many practitioners.
More than a dozen ferocious beasts rushed towards the monks of the Sky Sect like crazy. Due to the speed of these beasts and the large cover in the woods, the crossbowmen of the Sky Sect could not aim at the target, and the thunderbolts they fired could not hit the target.
Only three or two were hit. The three ferocious beasts that were pierced through their bodies instantly turned into a ball of fly ash, leaving not even a trace.
These ferocious beasts were extremely sharp against the Qi Practitioners, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Sky Vault monks were killed by the claws of the beasts. The remaining Sky Vault monks took off their aerial magic weapons and flew into the air to avoid the beasts. However, this failed
The monks from the Qinglong Camp were given a chance. These people were offended by the mindless shooting just now, but they had nowhere to vent. Now that they found the culprit, they naturally went crazy and killed them, although Ye Chuanyun's bamboo leaf knife saved them a little bit.
The situation was declining, but the cultivators of Tianqiong were too weak after all. After several rounds of firing, there were not many thunderbolts left, and heavy casualties were inevitable.
Chen Yunsheng, who was resting in the dense forest on the other side, suddenly stood up. Although he still had more than half of his spiritual energy, his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and even the cloud-piercing boat could not be controlled. He manipulated the only spiritual energy he had.
, inspired a trace of spiritual energy, opened the Naxu Ring, and barely summoned the dragon and phoenix swords. When he wanted to step forward, he suddenly saw forty-nine monks flying from the south sky. Each of these monks' armor was stained with more or less
There were bloodstains on them. Some of them were even half-length red. Their buns were messy and their eyes were blazing. The leader was a monk in white. He was very young, but he had the majesty of a hundred steps. The right chest was wrapped in a thick white cloth, but the blood had already covered the layers of blood.
The white cloth was wet through, and it looked like the wound was very deep.
Chen Yunsheng's eyes lit up. This person was Gu Jian. Behind him were forty-nine monks from the Xantian Academy. It seemed that they had wiped out the White Tiger Camp and came to aid the battle back to Shuangshan Mountain.
Zhou Heyang and Ye Chuanyun had completely different attitudes towards the appearance of Gu Jian. Ye Chuanyun suddenly felt that the soul-chasing sword was a little lighter and he was wielding it more satisfactorily. However, Zhou Heyang's mood became heavier and heavier. He knew that the White Tiger Camp had been slaughtered, so
However, under the leadership of the Yuanying monk, Zhang Dameng is hundreds of times stronger than himself even if he is in trouble. It seems that it is difficult to win this battle.
Gu Jian led the forty-nine monks to fly not very fast, moving towards the battlefield at a slow and almost uniform speed. Just when they were about to reach the sky above the battlefield, Gu Jian waved his hand to signal everyone to stop moving forward. He saw him leaving Naxu Ring.
He took out an object and held it in his hands. The monks behind him also each held a round object. Gu Jian's left arm was rounded and he threw the object over. The monks of Xantianyuan followed the same method and made forty-nine rounds.
The ball was thrown at the monks from Qinglong Camp. It had no luster or aura. It was obviously not a magic weapon or a legal weapon.
The monks fighting on the battlefield each retreated to one side, and even the dozen or so beasts stopped biting and stared curiously at the things falling in the sky. The masters of Zhou Heyang's late stage golden elixir had already thrown their spiritual thoughts into the sky and dropped them.
His consciousness was like a big hand, wrapping the round thing dropped by Gu Jian, and a scene instantly appeared in his sea of consciousness.
"This is a human head. This person has a pair of ring eyes, a lot of flesh on his face, and his skin is hard and elastic. He must have been a body-refining monk when he was alive. His blood is very thick, and his cultivation seems to be very deep. This... this is Zhang Da
Strong head!"
Zhou Heyang's black pupils shrank rapidly, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing he had ever seen in his life. Next, all the monks in Qinglong Camp knew what was falling from the sky. Those were clearly the most cultivated things in White Tiger Camp.
Among the forty-nine heads, there were surprisingly the heads of five Jindan monks.
Morale is a strange thing. With him, the weak can defeat the strong, but without him, even the most powerful army cannot withstand a single blow. Moreover, the Qinglong Battalion in front of us is definitely not destined to be powerful.
Zhou Heyang fled in a hurry with more than a hundred remaining monks from the Qinglong Battalion. He was glad that his opponents did not pursue them, but he did not know the fact that only half of the monks from the Xantian Academy under Gu Jian could fight, with three star positions.
The monks have exhausted their spiritual energy, which means that the formidable Tiangang Beidou Formation can no longer be used. And Gu Jian himself has long been seriously injured, and it is not easy to fly back to Shuangshan Mountain. If the Qinglong Camp monks use all their strength
After a battle, the outcome may be different today.