The war was about to break out, but Cui Dongcheng received a message at this time. Fang Qingyuan told him before that he would arrive early, but he never contacted Cui Dongcheng again. Now Cui Dongcheng Being able to put off asking questions until this moment is considered calm.
Fang Qingyuan used his spiritual consciousness to connect the token in his arms. The function of this token is similar to the original concentric hammer. The two tokens can transmit some information to each other, but the range is limited and can only be used within a hundred seconds. Within.
Now that the token is vibrating, it means that Fang Qingyuan has arrived within a hundred miles. This alone is enough for Cui Dongcheng to feel at ease.
On the token, Cui Dongcheng’s meaning is also very simple, that is, when Xiong Feng is asked to take action next, he can do it according to Cui Dongcheng’s request.
This is also a reasonable request. After Fang Qingyuan responded with his spiritual consciousness on the token, the token fell silent.
This operation was not known to outsiders, and Fang Qingyuan still had time to observe the monks nearby.
Most of the monks' expressions were dull, and they seemed to be used to this. Only some young faces showed nervousness, and they were obviously not used to the large formation of thousands of people.
Some people are scared, and some are excited, but these different mentalities and emotions are all covered up under the body of the mirage dragon.
The huge mirage dragon hovered over the 6,000-person military formation of the Fantasy Sword Alliance. At this time, any personal emotions in the military formation became irrelevant.
Cui Dongcheng finally appeared. He was in the center of the military formation, and the mirage dragon flag stood beside him.
Voices of encouragement and coercion appeared in every corner of the Baishan Sword Sect. The price paid for such a powerful blow was that the mana in many monks was completely drained, but even so , the Vientiane Sword Formation will not be satisfied, it is thirsty for more mana.
"Boom, boom, boom"
As time passed, the 8,000-man military formation of the Baishan Sword Sect in the distance also advanced to the front of the Ruijin League.
Cui Dongcheng hesitated to speak, and finally fell into deliberate calm.
For ten years, Ruijin League has been adopting a passive defense. Except for the initial confrontation between the two sides, the rest of the time was a boring war of attrition.
This scene made the monks of the Fantasy Sword Alliance very excited. However, with this dazzling scene, the faces of many monks in the 8,000-person military formation suddenly turned pale.
But with the Nascent Soul Ancestor above him, his cultivation realm is no longer the most important thing. As the leader of the Fantasy Sword Alliance, he has too many things to worry about.
Faced with the uncharacteristic gathering of troops from the Ruijin Alliance, many monks from the Baishan Sword Sect felt in disbelief.
No nonsense, as orders came from the Baishan Sword Sect’s military formation, the five five-element sword pillars carried by the giant camel turtle all rose into the air and turned into five sword pillars that were about fifty years long. The huge sword shadow, which was ten feet long, drew a mysterious arc and struck towards the Ruijin Allied Formation in the distance.
"Five Elements Sword Formation, open"
Under the huge flags, Cui Yuanchen asked softly, and Cui Dongcheng, who was still focused on the mirage hovering above, answered quickly< /p>
"It's already here, but I don't know where it is yet. However, the other party is not a person who changes his mind temporarily. We also signed the contract at the beginning. If he regrets it, he will suffer."
"Hey, it's really helpless to end up like this, but what can you and I do about it? You have to go on your own in the future."
Cui Yuanchen's face is a little pale, after all the continuous wars over the years , which is also too much for him as a Golden elixir monk. He is in the middle stage of the Golden elixir, and his cultivation level is not as high as Cui Dongcheng's.
"Quickly, take the rejuvenating elixir. Don't resist the command flag in your hand extracting mana from your body. Hold on."
Is it going to be a life and death battle today< /p>
After a brief sigh of emotion, Cui Yuanchen gently touched the bronze oil lamp hidden in his arms, with a complicated expression on his face.
"Have help been contacted?"
A golden magic sword also appeared above the Ruijin Allied Formation in the distance, which blocked this attack. hit.
This thought flashed through the minds of many monks. After the excitement, they felt relief. They had had enough of this kind of life.
There is no one else around the two of them, but even so, some words cannot be said directly, some things are not worth mentioning, and there are no three or two. Once they are called, even a thousand pounds can't stop it.
Beside Cui Dongcheng, there is a withered old man. This is the current leader of the Fantasy Sword Alliance, Cui Yuanchen.
After five consecutive blasts, the battle was officially launched.
After the Baishan Sword Sect faced off against the Ruijin League, the Fantasy Sword League was not idle either, and chose to attack the turtle shell of the Houtu League. However, the huge mirage dragon was already It is not suitable for attacking fortresses. Facing the protective formation set up by the Houtu League, the battle between the two sides is more like a routine.
It’s not like the Baishan Sword Sect and the Ruijin League, where new hatreds are added to old hatreds, and there is also a dispute over ideas on the road of swordsmanship. Both sides want to kill each other, so how can they hold back.
So it was really hot right from the start, and the scene was really extremely hot.
There was another fierce clash of giant swords. In the Baishan Sword Sect’s military formation, some miscellaneous monks at the corners fell silently.
They are all withered, and all their mana and origin have been absorbed by the command flags in their hands, becoming capital for the Baishan Sword Sect to consume as much as they want.
"Ah, I can't stand it anymore, I want to go home"
A cry sounded, but the next moment, a sharp sword light flashed, and the monk who collapsed and shouted Decapitated by one blow.
"If you dare to shake the morale of the army, you will end up like this. If you put down the token, you will die immediately. Continue to transfer mana into the token, don't stop."
Several people wearing the White Mountain Sword Sect The monks in core disciple uniforms looked at everyone coldly.The sword in one person's hand was drawn out. It seemed that this person had just drawn the sword.
This kind of situation can be seen everywhere in the corners of the Baishan Sword Sect military formation. In the military formation of 8,000 people, there are many low-level monks. Many of them are participating in this level of war for the first time. This also shows how far the Baishan Sword Sect has reached.
The bloody suppression shocked everyone, so everyone could only continue to channel mana into the greedy flag with fear.
Compared with the Baishan Sword Sect, which has already begun to die, the situation on the Fantasy Sword League side is not bad. Although the scale of the command flag in Fang Qingyuan’s hand has been turned on to the fifth gear, this is not a good thing for many monks in the middle and late stages of Qi training. So far, it can still hold up.
However, Fang Qingyuan’s thoughts were not here at this time. Because he had practiced the Soul Dao Kung Fu and the Yindu Black Law Soul Binding Curse, he seemed to be particularly sensitive to the Yin Qi of the soul. At this time, Found something unusual.
Just when the Baishan Sword Sect started killing people, Fang Qingyuan discovered that the soul of the dead monk did not immediately dissipate into the heaven and earth, but was attracted by the earth and sank into the land. .
The soul of the Qi Practitioner is very thin because it has not been established, and it is basically unable to achieve the level of a Yin Shen leaving the body.
Because the foundation-building monks have passed the foundation-building pass, the soul and the body complement each other. As the cultivation level deepens, the soul will become more powerful, and even when the body dies, it can stay for a short time. In this world, if you happen to meet a suitable Qi-training monk, you can forcefully try the drama of seizing one's body and being reborn.
The soul of the Golden Core monk is even more powerful. After the body dies, as long as the soul can be preserved, it can survive in the world, and even turn to the ghost path and have a chance to pursue the great path.
It’s just that these are not allowed by Dazhou Academy, but no matter what, the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the soul. When you reach the realm of Yuanying, the death of the physical body is no longer unacceptable. It is completely possible to change to another physical body. As long as the Nascent Soul is immortal, this monk cannot really die.
Because of the ban imposed by Dazhou Academy, many monks were unfamiliar with the practice of soul path, so that the situation that Fang Qingyuan could observe did not attract everyone's attention at all.
Of course, this is also Fang Qingyuan’s true cultivation level. Even among the more than 20,000 monks in the audience, he is still among the top few. But he does not believe that this kind of thing cannot be seen by the leaders of the parties. Can't find it.
Do you not care, or do you dare not ask?
At this time, Fang Qingyuan thought of the Lord of the White Mountain. Faced with the unusual way of disappearing his soul, Fang Qingyuan was the first to suspect him. .
What is the specific purpose of the ten-year war? If it is a war started by conflict, it can be over in two or three years at most, but if it has been fought for ten years, it is probably because of this dead soul
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Fang Qingyuan stopped his speculation, did Da Zhou Academy know about this? Even Fang Qingyuan could see the problem, Da Zhou Academy must not know about it.
But the fact that this matter can be continued for ten years shows that Dazhou Academy does not want to take care of it, or has no right to take care of it at all.
This is Baishan’s internal affairs, and Dazhou Academy can’t get involved.
This time it was not in vain. Taking advantage of the moment when many monks died, Fang Qingyuan finally saw clearly some of the deep secrets hidden in the Baishan Mountain.
The war is still raging, but Fang Qingyuan's mentality has changed. The previous relaxed and contented mood is no longer there. Now he just wants to rush back to his Qingyuan Sect and practice silently, and does not want to participate in such a dangerous thing.
But things went against expectations. At this moment, bursts of cheers came from the Ruijin League in the distance. Fang Qingyuan looked intently and discovered that a huge figure appeared in the sky above the Ruijin League. This person's face was blurred. , the whole body was like smoke gathering, but with the hands and feet raised, the sword that could only be used for blocking was swung with great charm, and with just one move, the precarious formation was stabilized.
"The Yuanying of the Ruijin Alliance has died personally. Doesn't it mean that the Yuanying on Baishan Mountain can't come down now?"
This doubt immediately flashed in Fang Qingyuan's mind, and at the same time he also understood Come here, Cui Dongcheng really doesn't want to let himself take advantage.
Fighting against Yuanying monks and fighting against Jindan monks using Yuanying magic weapons are two completely different concepts.
Fang Qingyuan originally thought he was going to deal with the Ruijin Alliance Formation, but now it seems that he is about to face the Ruijin Alliance Nascent Soul.
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan observed more carefully. Speaking of it, this was the first time he had seen the Nascent Soul of the Ruijin Alliance.
What has descended now is only his Dharma body descended through the bronze oil lamp, while his real body is still on the White Mountain.
But even so, Ruijin Alliance Yuanying's combat power can still be exerted by 70%. Even with the infinite mana blessing of the military formation below, it can exert a power that the original body cannot achieve. able.
The moment he saw the Nascent Soul of the Ruijin Alliance coming out, the Golden Core cultivator who had been holding his sword closed in the Baishan Sword Sect suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.
His face became surprised, and then he asked a white-haired old man beside him
"Master holding the lamp, can you contact the ancestor now?"
The lamp-holder respectfully took out a bronze lamp, wiped it gently with the palm of his hand, and at the same time used a secret method to contact it. However, after a few breaths, the lamp still showed no response at all.
At this point, the golden elixir monk holding the sword felt his heart sink. He knew that something had happened.
Seeing that the army on the opposite side was dominated by the enemy and came in force, the golden elixir holding the sword respectfully said to the magic sword
"Please take it out of its sheath, baby"
As soon as he finished speaking, an ancient magic sword that was as blazing as fire, as sharp as gold, and carrying a strong killing intent was automatically drawn out of the scabbard and lay horizontally in the air.
The golden elixir monk holding the sword stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and an unnatural paleness flashed across his face. At this moment, he felt that all his life-long mana was about to be drained away. .
But fortunately, the army of 8,000 people around himThe formation fed him a steady stream of mana, which kept him from falling immediately.
"Please turn around, baby"
With another request, this fourth-level middle-grade magic sword, carrying this golden elixir, suddenly flew into the air, and then faced forward. The huge figure came and struck with a sword.
A hundred-foot-long sword energy appeared across the sky, with boundless killing intent, and sliced away at the body of Ruijin Alliance's Nascent Soul.
"Xuan Li Jian haha, you are well here, you should have changed your master long ago."
With a loud laugh, the Yuanying of the Ruijin Alliance was happy and not afraid, if it was the Yuanying of the Baishan Sword Sect Bringing this sword to him in person, he would naturally not dare to take advantage of its edge, but since he was just a golden elixir monk as his master, there was nothing he should be afraid of.
So the Yuanying of the Ruijin Alliance held the huge magic sword condensed by the Ruijin Alliance formation, and faced the incoming sword energy, and stepped forward fiercely.
The art of sword control is nothing more than three types: soul possession, guidance, and response. But no matter what, monks still have to be the main ones, unlike now, where the Xuanli Sword’s sword spirit instinct overrides Above the Master, although one can also display some of the strength of the Nascent Soul Sword, but against a real Nascent Soul monk, the gap cannot be covered up.
The Xuanli Sword was originally the sword of the Yuanying ancestor of the Baishan Sword Sect, but when he went up to the Baishan Mountain, he did not choose to bring this sword up because nothing on the Baishan Mountain could come down. , it is more useful to leave the Xuanli Sword in the sect.
However, in the face of the thousand-year change caused by the fall of the Lord of Baishan, Xuanli Sword was not brought up the mountain, and I don’t know what the feeling in the heart of Baishan Sword Sect Yuanying is now.
Xuanli Sword's intelligence is only that of a three-year-old child. When the master cannot suppress him, he can only let him attack wildly and squander the savings accumulated in the army. total amount of mana.
It was another fierce fight, but the result was not very obvious. Most of the boundless killing intent brought by the Xuanli Sword was vented by Ruijin Alliance Nascent Soul through exquisite techniques. In the surrounding void, there are very few who actually hit the Ruijin Allied Forces formation.
In the military formations of both sides, monks fell silently every moment. Every battle between the Xuanli Sword and the Yuanying of the Ruijin Alliance ruthlessly consumed these consumables. life.
Just when a person died to a certain point, the man in charge of the Baishan Sword Sect, Zeng Zongzong, suddenly looked ecstatic. He held up the bronze oil lamp in his hand and asked loudly
" Please come with the Dharma of the ancestor."
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