Mo Chuan did not answer the weak boy's suggestion and was noncommittal.
He stood on the top of Lingjue Tower, still motionless, looking at the confrontation between the black-clothed sword cultivator and many immortal kings below, his eyes flickering slightly.
Name: Wu Mie
Cultivation: Immortal King
Artistic conception: The artistic conception of destruction (immortal level 60), the artistic conception of swordsmanship (immortal level 62)
Under the influence of the system's investigative power, basic information about the black-clad sword cultivator appeared in Mo Chuan's mind.
"Huh?" Mo Chuan was stunned for a moment, staring at the information panel, lost in thought, and said to himself: "More than fifty-four paragraphs..."
The artistic conception of Immortal Stage is divided into ninety-nine and eighty-one sections.
These eighty-one paragraphs are further divided into the first twenty-seven paragraphs, the middle twenty-seven paragraphs, and the last twenty-seven paragraphs.
After comprehending all the first twenty-seven paragraphs and the middle twenty-seven paragraphs, the artistic conception reaches the fifty-fourth paragraph, which can be called the small perfection of the fairy-level artistic conception.
The last twenty-seven artistic conceptions can only be comprehended by being promoted to the Immortal King.
Once these last twenty-seven sections are fully understood, the artistic conception can be called Immortal Stage Dzogchen.
Mo Chuan just broke through to the Immortal King today and did not have time to understand and improve his own artistic conception. Therefore, whether it is the sword intention, the spatial artistic conception, or the water artistic conception, it is still the same as before, still fifty-four sections.
In a state of small perfection.
But Wu Mie, a swordsman in black, had sword intent and destructive imagery that exceeded the fifty-fourth stage of the Immortal Stage.
This shows that the other party is by no means a newbie to the Immortal King realm, but a veteran among the Immortal Kings, who has already begun to comprehend the artistic conception after Small Perfection.
but……
Mo Chuan squinted his eyes, and his eyes left the information panel and fell on Wu Mie below again. His eyes were still calm, without a trace of worry or fear.
The moment any monk steps into the realm of the Immortal King, his cultivation level has been finalized and cannot grow any further.
After all, the prerequisite for breaking through the Immortal King is to pick the Tao Fruit from the tree of enlightenment.
The Tao Fruit can no longer grow without the Tree of Enlightenment, which means that it is the final form of its own three powers of spirit, energy, and spirit.
Therefore, the comparison between the strengths and weaknesses of the Immortal Kings does not depend on who breaks through to this field first, but on whose Tao Fruit quality is higher!
The higher the quality of the Immortal King Dao Fruit, the stronger the Immortal King's explosive power will naturally be!
At most, the veteran Immortal King has some small advantages in terms of artistic conception because he has broken through to the Immortal King first and can first comprehend the artistic conception after Small Consummation. However, if the quality of his own Dao Fruit is too poor, then in terms of strength, he is not as good as one
The Tao fruit is of excellent quality and belongs to the new Immortal King.
Unfortunately... Mo Chuan's Dao Fruit is the nine-star Immortal King Dao Fruit that is rare in ancient and modern times!
In terms of Dao fruit quality, Wu Mie is far inferior to Mo Chuan.
Although the number of Wu Mi's artistic conception exceeds fifty-four, it does not exceed it by much and does not reach the Great Perfection. He has an advantage in terms of artistic conception, but it is really not much.
so……
"Oh? You can't fight alone, so you plan to overwhelm others with numbers?" While Mo Chuan was secretly observing, the situation outside the Xianyuan Palace had further developed. Black-clothed sword cultivator Wu Mie glanced at him and released his mighty power.
The dozen or so Immortal Kings smiled coldly and said, "But it's a pity that the gap in strength between you and me is really huge, and it can't be filled by just a large number of people."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Mie's eyes glowed with cold light. The two cold lights were like substantial lightning, mixed with a terrifying destructive mood, and quickly flew out. The dozens of Immortal King Powers sealed around him were like fragile pieces of paper.
It was instantly shattered by these two cold rays of light.
The dozen Immortal Kings around them all groaned and took a few steps back, receiving weak backlash.
Seeing this scene, everyone not far away was shocked. The black-clothed swordsman just used the destructive concept a little, but all the dozen Immortal Kings were forced back?
Is it because the artistic conception of destruction is too strong, or is it that the black-clothed sword cultivator's own cultivation power can crush all the immortal kings, and he can be regarded as a top immortal king?
"Young man, it's better not to be so cruel. No matter how weak the ants are, once there are more of them, they can kill an elephant!" Forced back by Wu Mie, the Thousand Palms Immortal King did not show any look of defeat on his face.
, instead he laughed, with a hint of weirdness in his smile.
boom!
In the field, a strange force suddenly erupted and swept towards Wu Mie.
If you look carefully, you can see that although the dozen Immortal Kings were forced to retreat, they seemed to be retreating with the trend. While retreating, each occupied special positions in different directions.
At this time, the positions of more than a dozen Immortal Kings in different directions actually resonated faintly, forming an unknown formation!
That sudden burst of strange power originated from the unknown formation they formed.
The strange power fell directly on Wu Mie, manifesting a black beam of light, fixing Wu Mie in the beam of light.
Wu Mie was in the black beam of light and felt the strong suppressive force coming from him. His calm face finally showed a slight change in expression. He stared coldly at the Thousand Palms Immortal King and said in a deep voice: "The vitality-fixing spirit formation!
You are a foreign race!"
The Thousand Palms Immortal King clapped his hands in praise and said with a smile: "You are indeed a genius. He recognized my clan's unique formation at a glance."
Many monks not far away looked at the Thousand Palms Immortal King and a dozen other Immortal Kings with confused expressions on their faces.
These Immortal Kings are all aliens?!
How is this possible...
These Immortal Kings have been the geniuses of the Immortal Realm since they were young. They sang all the way and finally became Immortal Kings. They left countless legends behind. They are obviously local monks in the Immortal Realm. How could they be aliens?!
However, the next second, when they thought of the conspiracy of Xuan Qianjie's clone that had recently been revealed in the Immortal Realm, their faces turned pale, and they suddenly understood that these Immortal Kings were probably no longer themselves, but after they were kidnapped by the alien monk Xuan Qianjie.
, the clone created.
Hearing the words of the Thousand Palms Immortal King, Wu Mie's expression became even colder, "Foreign race..."
In every era, the alien race invades the water spirit fairy world and other fairy worlds to harvest the vitality of billions of creatures in the fairy world. Over time, the alien race has developed unique research on the vitality.
This vitality-fixing spirit formation is one of the results.
What this formation emphasizes is exchanging lives for lives.
At the cost of the caster's own life, the enemy is blocked and suppressed.
If the enemy wants to escape from the suppression of the formation, he must also sacrifice his life to offset the power of the formation.
It can be said that once this formation is launched, it will kill a thousand enemies, damage 800, and exchange lives for lives!
The competition is which side has more vitality.
The party with stronger vitality will ultimately win in this battle of vitality.
But the problem is that Wu Mie cannot use his own life force to fight against these alien immortal kings.
First, there are many people on the other side, and both parties are in the realm of Immortal Kings. His vitality is not higher than that of any Immortal King. It is the normal vitality of an Immortal King. After a long period of time, his vitality will definitely be consumed by so many people on the other side.
When the time comes, there will be only one way out: death and disappearance.
Second, vitality is very important. Even if his vitality is really stronger than that of ordinary immortal kings, he still will not use his vitality to fight hard. Once his vitality is damaged, his own potential and qualifications will also be affected, which will affect his future cultivation achievements.
, has extremely bad effects.
At the top of the Lingjue Tower, Mo Chuan stared down at the frail young man beside him, and promptly explained the vitality-fixing spirit formation to him.
Mo Chuan nodded slightly, his eyes twinkling. This alien race was truly powerful, and they had actually developed such an evil formation.
"Is there no shortcut to break through this formation? Do you have to use your own life force to fight hard?" Mo Chuan asked.
The frail young man said respectfully: "That's not the case. If someone attacks the caster from the outside, the formation will naturally unravel. Alternatively, a large amount of vitality can be exploded in a short period of time to attack the formation, causing the formation to stagnate for a moment, and then take advantage of the opportunity.
Escape from the enveloping range of the formation so that you won't fall into a protracted battle for life, but the life consumed in the moment of the outbreak is still astonishing and cannot be ignored."
Mo Chuan was silent, looking at the dozen Immortal Kings below who were besieging Wu Mie. These people were all clones of Xuan Qianjie. When they used the Vitality Dingling Formation, all the vitality in Duo She's body was consumed, and it had no effect at all.
When you get to the main body, you can naturally cast the formation at will, without any fear.
But Wu Mie is different. He is less than a hundred years old and has great vitality. He is still a younger generation. He is in the fastest age group to make breakthroughs in cultivation. Once a large amount of vitality breaks out and breaks away from the suppression of the formation, he may no longer be "young".
…
"So, young man, what are you going to choose? Are you going to stay in the formation and wait for death, or are you going to leave the formation at the cost of a lot of life force?"
The Immortal King of Thousand Palms crossed his arms and looked at Wu Mie with a playful smile on his face.
Weakening Wu Mie's qualifications was exactly the purpose of these Xuan Qianjie clones.
If Wu Mie had spent a lot of energy escaping from the formation and his body would have aged rapidly, his talents would have been greatly reduced.
Then, even if these clones are no match for Wu Mie in the future and cannot kill each other, it doesn't matter.
Because his talent was damaged, no matter how hard Wu Mie practiced in the future, it would be difficult for him to cultivate the Destruction Concept to the point where he could threaten the Yihuang in seclusion.
In that case, if there is no destructive artistic conception that has grown up, what do the aliens have to fear?
All you need to do is wait for the Yihuang's seclusion to break through successfully, then come out and wipe out the Five Elements Realm in one fell swoop!
It can be said that this is a complete conspiracy.
The two paths left by the Immortal King Thousand Palms to Wu Mie were either to die in the formation now, or to forcefully break the formation and then have his qualifications damaged and live the rest of his life mediocrely.
No matter which path Wu Mie chooses, the foreign race has already been able to sit back and relax without worrying about the threat posed by the opponent's destructive artistic conception.