"Haha, what a great victory." Tu Ling laughed loudly. He had not fought so happily for a long time. The immortal army in front of him was being killed at an alarming speed, or was being swallowed up by the soul mist and turned into soul corpses.
Thousand Gourd Demon King, He Jiangfeng, and a large number of immortal-level immortal generals died in the battle. Xing Yichi's Xingyun City immortal army was still suppressed within the broken eight-formation Qilin formation. The overall situation was decided.
The overall strength of the nearly 600,000 elite immortal army is extremely impressive. The controller of each soul cloud can at least receive tens of thousands of immortal army soul corpses. They have developed to the current strength through tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of people.
Thousands of years of precipitation.
How to make Tu Ling and other soul zombie controllers unhappy by increasing his strength in one fell swoop?
"Hurry up and clean up the remaining immortal army. Scorpion Demon, Jiu Renshan, and fellow Daoist Zhu, you all need to rest and recuperate. There is not much time left for us. We must digest this group of immortal armies in the shortest possible time."
While Mei Li couldn't help but be happy in Tu Ling, Lu Xiaotian couldn't see much happiness on his face.
Although a large number of immortal troops were killed in this battle, four powerful golden immortals including Tongyuan Sword Master, He Yulou and others were still killed.
Tongyuan Sword Master is even more powerful, and the opponent has suffered such a big loss, especially with Tongyuan Sword Master's plain but sharp eyes before leaving. The opponent will never give up.
After this incident, the news that he commanded the army of soul corpses was bound to spread. As for what kind of ripples it would cause, Lu Xiaotian didn't bother to worry about it at this time.
No matter what, the conflicts between him and several heavenly parties will only become more acute. Since conflicts cannot be avoided, he can only become stronger in the shortest possible time while doing his best to weaken his opponents.
"Yes, Dongfang Dansheng!" Scorpion Demon, Jiu Renshan and others all agreed. After this battle, they not only repelled so many immortal armies, but also raised Lu Xiaotian's prestige to a new height.
It was the first time for Jiuren Mountain to defeat hundreds of thousands of immortal armies, including so many Golden Immortal-level experts, in one battle, even for the Scorpion Demon, who had gone through many battles.
As for Tu Ling and Mei Li, the controllers of several soul corpses, this is especially true.
The number of Golden Immortal-level powerhouses directly controlled by Lu Xiaotian at this time, and the three Golden Immortal-level soul corpses, reached an astonishing eleven.
Moreover, the Scorpion Demon, Jiu Renshan and his ilk are all extremely tyrannical, and Lu Xiaotian himself even failed to defeat the Great Luo Jinxian, the Master of Tong Yuan Sword, on his own.
Before Lu Xiaotian's battle with Hun Yong, Tu Ling, Mei Li and other soul mist controllers had already felt that they had taken a high look at Lu Xiaotian, but now it seems that they still seriously underestimated the opponent's strength.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian's order to Tu Ling, Mei Li and others dared not even have the slightest doubt or delay.
For a moment, the five scorpion demons and Jiu Renshan were still sitting cross-legged in the void, nursing their injuries from the fierce battle with the Thousand Gourd Demon Emperor.
At the same time, I realized the artistic conception that the fighting style left in my mind.
Zhu Yuqing, Ye Tong, and Ye Jian also sat cross-legged and realized the mysterious changes brought about by the initial dragon transformation of their blood.
While Tu Ling and Mei Li continued to control the army of soul corpses to devour the remnants of the White Crane City immortal army, Lu Xiaotian had already brought three golden immortal-level stone figurine soul corpses, as well as part of the army of soul corpses under his command, from the damaged Eight Formation Qilin.
A swarm of people rushed in through the gap.
Although the Nebula City Immortal Army in the formation was at a disadvantage at this time and suffered heavy casualties under the siege of the Beixu Soul Corpse Army, they were still resisting stubbornly under the leadership of several Golden Immortal-level powerhouses in Xing Yichi.
Surrender will most likely result in being reduced to a ghost corpse, and defeat will result in death. The vast majority of the Immortal Army would rather die in battle than become a zombie like a walking corpse.
The Nebula City immortal army was already at a disadvantage. At this time, Lu Xiaotian personally led a part of the soul corpse army to enter and swept across the ground.
Lu Xiaotian didn't even need to take action. When Xing Yichi and several other Golden Immortal-level powerhouses were already stretched thin and unable to resist the multiple Golden Immortal-level soul corpses, they simply couldn't spare any effort to deal with the three Golden Immortals under Lu Xiaotian's command.
Level stone figurine soul corpse.
Compared to Lu Xiaotian's smooth advancement, Hun Yong was in great trouble at this time.
Boom! At this time, Xing Yichi's whole body was filled with bright starlight. He stretched out his hand and hundreds of star stones gathered into a giant astral blade. Just like the trajectory of celestial bodies, the giant astral blade once again slashed at the blue-scaled lizard soul corpse and the soul.
Yong body.
"This guy is crazy!" I saw that aura was so majestic, like the stars in the Milky Way, it had unparalleled power.
At this moment, Hun Yong felt that Xing Yichi's strength was extremely tyrannical. Originally, his elephant-headed soul corpse, two blue-scaled lizards, and two other golden immortal-level soul corpses had been able to suppress Xing Yichi steadily.
To think that the situation has taken such a shocking turn.
The giant astral blade that chopped off before him was unprecedentedly powerful. The five golden immortal-level soul corpses under his command were all retreating under this huge pressure.
For a moment, Hun Yong couldn't figure out why Xing Yichi's combat power could expand to such an extent.
Faced with Xing Yichi, who was as vast as the sea of stars, and the decline of the golden immortal-level soul corpses under his command was gradually revealed, Hun Yong couldn't help but become timid.
He didn't dare to add himself. Looking at the giant astral blades that were condensing one after another, Hun Yong was not sure how many times he could block the opponent.
When two strong forces compete, even if they are similar in strength or even stronger, once they feel timid, it means defeat.
Amidst the shrill roar, the astral giant blade directly broke through the defense of a blue-scaled lizard. The roar of the impact of star rocks came one after another. Its strength was comparable to that of the scorpion demon. The blue-scaled lizards in Jiuren Mountain were actually killed by the astral giant blade.
Cut in half with one blow.
Hun Yong turned pale in horror, and quickly mobilized the golden immortal level soul corpses to protect the whole body. The first soul corpse and another blue scale lizard soul corpse were faster, and two golden immortal level soul corpses also fell to the giant star one after another.
Under the blade.
At this time, the stars were floating in the formation, and thousands of starlights gathered into one body, with every movement and movement having the power to move mountains and seas.
"Dongfang Dansheng, save me!" Hun Yong saw Lu Xiaotian stepping towards him from the void, and he quickly called for help in a desperate situation.
Lu Xiaotian glanced at Hun Yong. This guy controls hundreds of thousands of soul corpses. He seems to be used to everything being hidden behind the scenes, and has lost the most fundamental characteristics of a strong man.
On the contrary, Xing Yichi gave up the plan of escaping alone in a desperate situation, and actually used this method of burning himself to forcibly improve his cultivation to a higher level. From a certain point of view, the opponent had already reached the level of pseudo-greatness.
The realm of Luo Jinxian.
For those ordinary Golden Immortal-level experts, Xing Yichi's tyranny at this time was almost impossible to contend with. But in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, it was nothing more than the other party using his own secret techniques to forcibly raise his strength to such a level.