A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Next,

Jiang Ding no longer always takes action.

His flight path was not a straight line, but rather twisted, and he had to go back from time to time.

This is to prevent the opponent from passing through his own death and injury route, so as to determine and predict his position, and to ambush in advance on the only way.

Although not necessarily afraid,

But you only live once, so there is no reason not to be cautious.

After a while, we approached the Seven Feathers Sect mark of thirty kilometers.

A large number of Seven Feather Sect disciples and Blood Slaughter Hall disciples gathered nearby. The magic aura exploded, and the two sides were engaged in a cruel life-and-death fight.

"Kill! Kill all the thieves in the Blood Slaughter Hall!"

"Those who backpedal will have their entire families transformed into zombies!"

A thousand meters away, Jiang Ding stopped and watched silently, making no move.

It's not that he is cold-blooded.

This is not a fairy sect. It seems that the ability and moral character of temporary comrades cannot be relied on. Things like betrayal and backstabbing often happen. You must first be responsible for your own safety and collect more battlefield intelligence.

This is a classic small team encounter.

There are more than fifty disciples of the Seven Feathers Sect, led by a monk at the peak of Qi training who vaguely resembles the old rosacea Taoist Li Mingda.

This creates a strict top-down order.

The cultivation of the remaining disciples is not bad either. There are six monks in the late stage of Qi training, more than thirty in the middle stage of Qi training, Gong Caiyu is one of them, and more than twenty monks in the final early stage of Qi training.

Their opponents, the disciples of the Blood Slaughter Hall, also had a peak qi-training monk, and the number of other qi-training monks in the late, middle and early stages were much smaller than those of the Seven Feathers Sect.

It can be said to be two against one.

In theory, it should have the absolute upper hand and quickly defeat the opponent.

"You are at a disadvantage. Why?"

Jiang Ding stared at the battlefield and quickly analyzed the battlefield information.

Hoho!

More than thirty black-haired zombies with ugly and ferocious faces roared, their bodies shrouded in black mist, and their nostrils were filled with a foul odor. They rushed toward more than fifty Seven Feather Sect disciples at a very fast speed.

"Firebird Technique!"

"Quicksand Technique!"

Li Sanyuan's reaction was also remarkable. A small number of disciples used spells to block and slow down the relatively bulky group of black-haired zombies.

Most of the remaining disciples tried their best to use swarms of spells such as thunder spears, fireballs, and water arrows to hit the disciples of the Blood Slaughter Hall, hoping to directly smash them to pieces with an overwhelming force, or even disrupt them in the end. its formation.

Boom!

At the same time that more than forty spells of various colors were fired, the disciples of the Blood Slaughter Hall also took action.

"Poison Cloud Technique!"

The cultivator at the peak of Qi training in the Blood Slaughter Hall was a stooped old woman with a hoarse voice, waving a dark brown ball of flesh.

"Poison Cloud Technique!"

"poison……"

The moment she took action, more than thirty disciples of the Blood Slaughter Hall also took action at the same time. The traces of training were very strong. They were using the same spell, and they were executed in an orderly manner.

More than thirty green clouds flew out individually and merged to a certain extent in the sky, forming a huge green poisonous cloud, and the aura was greatly enhanced.

Sizzling...

The astonishing spells of the disciples of the Seven Feathers Sect fell on the green poison cloud, and there was a sound of corrosion and shattering. Firebirds, earth spears, water balls, etc. dissolved one after another, and they no longer had any power.

The green poisonous cloud looks like there is still some left.

"kill!"

Li Sanyuan's heart sank, and he and his junior brother once again cast spells and wielded magical weapons to destroy them.

Unfortunately, this cannot last long.

Another green poisonous cloud came, followed shortly by patches of bone arrows and patches of green poisonous fire, which quickly defeated the disciples of the Seven Feathers Sect.

The group of black-haired zombies blocked by a small number of disciples also broke free and came towards them.

Li Sanyuan looked panicked in his eyes, holding a talisman in his hand and looking back.

"The disciples of the Blood Slaughter Hall's spells and techniques are highly unified."

"There are traces of formation training among the disciples. Of course, it is only the most basic formation coordination. Even the formation master apprentice is far inferior."

"Zombies have advantages in melee combat and a cruel hierarchy. There should be restrictions."

Jiang Ding summarized several reasons why the opponent defeated more with less.

In comparison, the Seven Feather Sect is much inferior in these aspects.

The seven-meridian skill, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder, sounds pleasant to the ear, but it is actually obtained by the ancestor's chance encounter. It is fragmented and not organized into a system. Let alone cooperation with each other, it is good if the spells do not conflict.

When it comes to training formations, the disciples are completely independent. Even among the registered disciples of Foundation Establishment, they only teach exercises and spells, and don't care about anything else.

The last bit of order is not that big of a difference.

"Three thousand years, not counting deaths in battle, but if it is passed down in an orderly manner, it is just five generations of golden elixirs."

"For the organizational form of ordinary sects, it seems to be too short-lived, and no major changes have occurred."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

Kung Fu, spells, formations,

These three things may seem simple, but they are actually things that affect the whole body. If they change a little, the elixirs, cultivation environment, spiritual plant cultivation, and disciple training will all change.

It is equivalent to all the inheritances in the sect need to be updated.

Without the emergence of a peerless genius, or an extremely efficient and suitable organizational form for the sect, the three thousand years of accumulation would be short-lived, and in the world of immortality, it would be called a sect with insufficient foundation.

"Battlefield information collection completed."

Jiang Ding pointed his finger.

Eight or nine hundred meters away, the aura of heaven and earth fluctuated imperceptibly for a moment, and a light blue sword aura was generated openly on the battlefield. The aura was extremely ordinary and had no threatening aura.

"Little Master's uncle is here!"

Li Sanyuan, who was about to escape for his life, was overjoyed and took the lead, turning back to kill the large group of Blood Slaughter Hall disciples without fear.

"Master!"

Gong Caiyu's small round face was surprised, and she looked around to find something.

"Greetings to my great-uncle!"

Not just the two of them, the morale of all Seven Feather Sect disciples was greatly boosted.

They no longer flinched, mana poured into the meridians desperately, and more powerful spells flew and once again blocked the spells of the Blood Slaughter Hall.

"Little master's uncle?"

The expression of the rickety old woman changed.

In the world of immortality, seniority is highly unified with strength.

Ancestor.

This title is often Jindan monk!

"ridiculous!"

The old woman reacted quickly and sneered: "Even the foundation-building monks of the Nine Heavens Ruins cannot enter, let alone the old monster of Jindan? If you want to threaten us, you shouldn't be so stupid!"

"Kill! Kill the demon thief!"

The disciples of the Seven Feathers Sect ignored her words, their morale was so high that they were hit with spells one after another. They looked at them as if they were looking at piles of spiritual stones, completely ignoring their own defense.

For a moment, not only did he resist, but he also had the intention of counterattacking with magic.

"It's just right, you can't escape."

The old woman had a cold expression and was not affected. She still ordered the Blood Poison Hall disciples under her command to cast spells one after another in an orderly manner.

As long as the Seven Feather Sect disciples' magic power relaxes a little, they can easily kill a large number of disciples, and running away is no longer possible.

At the same time, she also noticed a light blue sword energy in the sky and paid great attention to it.

"Poison Spear Technique!"

The old woman's lips wriggled slightly, and a green gleaming poisonous spear, a high-grade magical weapon, was shot out, and the other disciples of the Blood Slaughter Hall who still had some remaining strength also followed.

Whoosh!

At least sixteen or seventeen green bone spear weapons shot into the sky with shrill screams.

Everyone is confident that even the monks at the peak of Qi training can be wiped out with one blow!

call out!

The light blue sword energy passed through at an unbelievable speed. Only two green bone spears blocked it in front of it.

In an instant, it penetrated a bone shield at a speed that even the consciousness could not see clearly, and appeared in the old woman's head.