Cultivator In Martial God World

In the unknown planet, Heart Demon gasping for breath looked at Yang Xuan, who was not far away, who was not much better than him, and said with great difficulty: "Is it useful? You and I fight for nine. Trick, this planet is almost destroyed, but it is still impossible to tell the winner."

Yang Xuan, whose mouth was constantly pouring blood, first recovered his injuries with Spiritual Qi slightly, and then said indifferently: "Also Remember what I asked you at the beginning?"

"What?" Heart Demon was taken aback, then he seemed to think of something, and wondered: "The realm after Void Refinement?"

"Yes!" Yang Xuan's fingers trembled slightly, and said: "After Void Refinement is Integration, Primordial Spirit and the body are completely merged into one, no longer distinguishing each other, it is Integration."

Heart Demon An incredible color appeared in his eyes: "Integration? Are you going to devour me?"

"No, it's not swallowing, it's fusion." Yang Xuan's fingers trembled more severely, and then: "And it's not you, it's Primordial Spirit."

"Is there any difference?" Heart Demon grinned: "I am Primordial Spirit."

"No, you are not!" Yang Xuan slowly moved his fingers When I went out, there was a faint cold air flowing above it: "You are just a strand of my Heart Demon!"

As soon as the voice fell, the cold air filled the sky.

The golden light flows. After Xuanyuan Sword turns into golden light in the sky again, Heart Demon’s voice is transmitted in the golden light: "putting it that way, if I swallow you, can I also enter Integration?"

"Yes!" Yang Xuan's cold voice spread, the cold air was like a mountain and filled like a sea.

"In that case, you and I rely on your ability." Heart Demon held a ray of golden light, like Heavenly God descending.

The next second, the cold air and the golden light are intertwined.

...

Eastern Sea, Li Na looked at the huge wound on her arm, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Why do you laugh?" a cultivator from Cyan Cloud Sect who was playing against her asked strangely.

The battle has lasted for three days and three nights. During these three days and three nights, the seemingly weak woman in front of him has gained his greatest respect.

That is respect for equal opponents.

"It's nothing, I just thought of a person. If it weren't for him, I would have died in your hands now." Li Na said indifferently, and between her wings spread, the long knife in her hand slashed forward again out.

ka-cha!

A white light swept across the night, cutting to the cultivator.

The cultivator pinches the sword tactics, Flying Sword flies out from behind, flying with a purple glow.

On the surface of the Eastern Sea, there are bursting flames everywhere, and the corpses of Alliance warriors and Penglai cultivator are everywhere.

The fighting has continued until now, and both sides have suffered heavy losses.

No one would have thought that the battle would be so tragic, even if the instigators of this war, Yang Xuan and Heart Demon, were afraid that they would not think of the current situation.

The Eastern Sea fleet that was sent in the first batch has been wiped out, and even the second batch and the third batch are scarce.

The shadow forces, the wolf forces, and even the war bears coming from behind, the Tigers suffered more than half of the battle damage.

The situation on Penglai's side is not optimistic either. The Eagle Department has long been exhausted, and the Tiger and Jiao Departments that entered the battle later have also suffered heavy losses.

Fortunately, Mo Lingyun spent a long time integrating and training Penglai’s Qi Refinement staff, plus Heart Demon, who is a gangster. Otherwise, Penglai, a group of free cultivators who are used to it, could not Continue to fight, or two things to say.

Asura's face was anxious and said anxiously: "Cassiopeia, we can't go on like this. Our people have suffered too much loss, all parts are damaged, and the emotions below are very excited."

Mo Lingyun glanced at him faintly, then slowly said: "It seems that Penglai has been idle for too long. When a person is dead, there will be emotions? Who has emotions, you can say it!"

Asura suffocated, and hurriedly lowered her posture and said: "The fairy queen, I mean, we might as well withdraw first, and then rest and retreat, before attempting the next attack."

Mo Lingyun coldly said "Those mortals can hold on. We call ourselves immortals. Why are they better than some mortals?"

Asura suddenly lost words, think about it, Penglai cultivator died a lot, but mortals died more. , The ratio almost reached ten to one.

None of them retired. As the Penglai cultivator of immortal, do they want to retreat?

Thinking of this, Asura no longer insisted, just asked: "Cassiopeia, what should I do next?"

"Send the Immortal Sect four guards and let them see you too Blood." Mo Lingyun coldly said.

The so-called Immortal Sect four guards are Qi Refiner specially selected by Mo Lingyun from many cultivators. The average cultivation base is Golden Core and the commander is Nascent Soul. Each guard has 3000 people. There are more than 10,000 people in the four guards, and the battle strength is strong.

Furthermore, the four guards all have battle formations handed down from Immortal Emperor Bai Qi personally, and cooperate with each other to exert stronger battle strength.

After Asura took the lead, Mo Lingyun slowly raised his head and looked towards the starry sky in the night.

The night is deep, and a galaxy stretches across the sky, magnificent and mysterious.

The starlight shines on her face, making her beautiful face even more poignant.

After a while, she said coldly to herself: "Don’t die, you promised me, but it hasn’t been fulfilled."

When Mo Lingyun was talking with Asura, the rear The old man of hasn't closed his eyes for three days.

If it is not for the extremely advanced modern technology, which can make people quickly regain their energy, coupled with the genetic evolution fluid, it is difficult to say whether he can stick to it.

"Report the situation!" He stared at the big screen, said solemnly.

"There is not much left in the first batch of troops, the third fleet and the second fleet have been wiped out, the Black Hawk reorganized and disappeared, and the last few people of the wild wolves are still fighting. You can still fight, but it won't last long." The staff members said that the voice became lower, and in the end, they choked up several times.

There was a choke sound in the command hall, all of which were fresh lives.

"Despite the First Fleet." The old man was silent for a while, and shouted: "At the same time, I will transfer all my members from the Eastern Military Region to prepare for the war."

"Huh?" The person next to him was taken aback, and said anxiously: "But, the First Fleet is going to defend this place."

"Everyone is finished fighting, what else are we protecting?" The old man glared with a thunderous voice, "Our warrior" It needs supplies. Crystal armor needs energy. If you don't send a fleet, they will all be finished."

"Yes!" After a chill, the visitor didn't dare to say any more, and turned around and hurriedly passed the order.

An old man with black-eyed eyes came over and said: "We have not reached the worst case yet, we can still hold on."

The old man sighed and said: "The crystal armor is not forever It needs energy supplementation. I’m afraid that the enemy has discovered the secret, so it will fight around the fleet."

"If it doesn’t work, it can only activate long-distance energy transmission, but in that case, we The loss of energy reserves is too serious, I’m afraid it won’t last long."

"It’s really not possible, it can only be so, we can’t just watch the enemy enter our hinterland, so even if the last drop of energy is consumed, Fight to the last person, and drag them to the Eastern Sea."

The latecomer was nodded and didn't speak any more.

The old man sighed suddenly, his eyes fell somewhere, muttered: "I don't know what's going on with him? The key to this war is actually on his side."

"Perhaps, he has defeated the enemy and is returning, maybe." The latecomer said softly, his voice full of hope.