The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Seeing that many monks fell like raindrops, Xu Ziqing couldn't bear to see it.

Although these cultivators have come to experience training, they are not people who have been trained for a long time in the military.

When Yun Lie saw it, he opened his mouth and said, "When the triangular reckless shòu appears, there will be a helping hand."

Xu Ziqing was a little surprised when he heard it.

It is true that the arrogance above the triangle is even more terrifying. The warriors and soldiers can still fight countless single-horned arrogances through the power of combined strikes. Those cultivating soldiers must have similar means to deal with the more powerful arrogance.

Now, the monks who placed orders were just the ones who sent Shuangjiao first, and the more powerful ones, the town side general must have never pinned any hope on them.

Thinking of this, Xu Ziqing had to work harder, occasionally sending the blood vine to the side of some unsupportable monks, giving them a chance to escape.

Under such actions, many people have really been saved.

Like Xu Ziqing, Yun Lie also has more than enough money. His golden sword supernatural powers have already followed his will, and he can move his mind like an arm and a finger, very smooth. In his spare time, he also pointed to swords and pointed out many sword gangs, which also saved the lives of many fellows.

Those cultivators were rescued by the two of them, and they had to immediately activate the magic weapon of their life, or some magical power at the bottom of the box, and immediately escaped. It is absolutely unwilling to ask them to stay on this battlefield again.

Just imagine that their lives are difficult to save, and what are they expecting to do with the prince?

In a short time, the air monks died and fled, and the ten who remained were not one, and they soon changed from thousands to hundreds.

At the same time, Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie are naturally more stressed.

Those various kinds of spirit-killing blood poison continued to erupt upwards, and even formed a waterfall of light around the two of them when they were dense, which was extremely amazing! The blood light and the golden light were wrong, forming a huge network of light, surrounding the two of them layer by layer!

In the air, the sweet and fishy smell came to the nostrils, and for a moment, there were traces of poisonous incense everywhere.

Chapter 233 The Battle of Shòucháo ③

Xu Ziqing was startled and flicked his fingers.

Immediately, the bitter bamboo flute on his head suddenly slid out, releasing a curtain of cyan light, and a very fresh breath flowed like water in an instant, and immediately drove the blood poisonous sweet fragrance away.

The bitter bamboo has always been used to purify the mind. Although it is only an ancient relic, it is not immune to all poisons, but most of the toxins are useless to it.

After Xu Ziqing refines it, it can not only protect the spirit and wisdom, but also drive away the evil spirits with its clear voice. Now that it is sacrificed, it also has a magical effect on these blood poisonous breaths.

So soon the whole body was cleared, Xu Ziqing relaxed a little, his strength could only be so much, the blood poison light beam like a giant net, but it could be handled by senior brother.

Sure enough, Yun Lie also had a tacit understanding with him, and raised his hand to recall the golden sword first.

After that, the huge golden sword bounced up and suddenly divided into hundreds of handles, and then those many thin golden swords instantly turned into a sword formation, flying away in all directions.

At this moment, the light net shattered, but the golden sword also consumed all its power at this moment and turned into nothing.

Xu Ziqing immediately sacrificed the Qingyun needle and once again protected himself and his senior brother.

Yun Lie's breath was a little stagnant, and he poured out another pill and put it into his mouth.

The two had fought fiercely until now, and they took turns taking the elixir, and the consumption was getting faster and faster in the end.

At this moment, several golden beams of light with the thickness of the mouth of the bowl suddenly shot up into the sky. No matter the speed or thickness, they were more powerful than the blood poisons before. Even when the poisonous gas rushed over, a few monks accidentally smelled it. Immediately dizzy, the cloud head suddenly became unstable, and it continued to slide down dozens of feet.

The reckless shòu below was about to move, and another beam of light came straight at it, instantly piercing one of the monks and turning him into a corpse.

At this time, everyone realized that these reckless shòu who released blood poison actually had three horns on the top of their heads, forming a group, and each rude shòu could emit three beams of light at once!

The monks were horrified.

If it was said that those two-horned reckless shòu did not make them too afraid, now it is different.

The power of the triangular reckless shòu is often between the foundation-building cultivator and the Huayuan cultivator, and the horns have been transformed into golden ones, which is basically equivalent to the cultivator of the Huayuan period!

The current situation is that there are groups of base-building cultivators and Huayuan cultivators attacking them, how can they not be afraid!

Xu Ziqing saw his senior brother use magical powers before, so he couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother, are you okay now?"

Yun Lie nodded slightly: "No problem."

Xu Ziqing sighed lightly and said again: "I hope senior brother take care of himself, don't let me worry."

Yun Lie paused slightly and said, "Although I like to kill, I know what I can do."

Xu Ziqing was relieved after hearing his assurance.

And sure enough, when Yun Lie used the golden sword again, he no longer used the giant sword to oppress him. Instead, they gathered in the palms of their hands, used swordsmanship to break open many columns of blood poisonous light, and then used the other hand to bend the fingers to eject the sword gang, killing them one by one.

In this way, the consumption is indeed smaller.

Seeing this, Xu Ziqing felt a little proud in his heart. A shake of his arm caused the blood vine to roll over like a wave, and with more force, it was like a snake, shuttling in the reckless swarm.

There is still energy left, and if he can kill a few more, he will kill a few more. When he is really powerless, he will automatically drive the talisman and flee immediately.

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Moreover, the triangular reckless shòu has already appeared, if Senior Brother is not mistaken, those reinforcements will also come!

Sure enough, not long after, an extremely powerful spiritual pressure erupted from the rear.

This spiritual pressure is not pure, but it is extremely powerful. It seems to have gathered the spiritual pressure of countless people, and it is pressing from far to near at an extremely fast speed.

Xu Ziqing was shocked, and secretly said: Here!

Afterwards, he heard a voice: "Fellow Daoists, please go to the side to rest first, I can wait here!"

The voice is very powerful, and it can be seen that the person who made the voice is full of real energy and has amazing aura.

There is also a kind of iron-blooded killing momentum coming quickly, like a meteor, with bào fierce power!

With such an imposing manner, if his will is not firm, I am afraid that his soul will be taken away by him!

Xu Ziqing only shook his body slightly, then waved the momentum away, unaffected by him.

Then he looked at Yun Lie: "Brother, how is it?"

Yun Lie grabbed his wrist and said, "Get out of the way first."

As soon as the voice fell, Xu Ziqing felt his body light up, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached another airspace.

The place where the two of them stood was already densely populated by tens of thousands of troops, and there was a flash of inspiration around everyone, which instantly formed a shocking pressure.

Under such pressure, even if it is only a little closer, I am afraid that it will be crushed, and this gathered power has an indestructible will.

In the sky above this army, there seems to be a group of crazy green shadows, constantly screaming at the moon.

Soldier soul!

These sergeants who have been fighting the plains for a long time in the towns and towns, and have experienced countless battles, have already formed their team into the soul of iron and blood! Inevitably unstoppable, keep moving forward!

Xu Ziqing held his breath involuntarily.

Under such pressure, he even had a strong sense of suffocation, and he never dared to act rashly.

He knew even more that if he dared to step into the realm of those soldiers, and dared to go to the commanding area of ​​those soldiers' souls, then he would surely die.

Even the senior brother couldn't save him.

After a long time, Xu Ziqing felt the temperature on his wrist.

It turned out that Yun Lie never let go when he just pulled him over, which also allowed him to react quickly.

"Senior brother..." Xu Ziqing couldn't help but say, "Is this the soldier's spirit in Zhenbiancheng? When my brother came here, did he ever see this soldier's spirit?"

Yun Lie let go of his hand and said slowly, "Yes."

This soldier's soul needs the accumulation of the will of sergeants for countless years to condense, and if it is to be truly formed, the blood of countless generations of warring parties must wash this land and absorb the death energy and resentment of countless soldiers' souls.

It can be said that although the soul of a soldier should be a kind of supreme thing, it is actually the most righteous thing. It is an extremely terrifying and murderous thing, but it can also bless a general and make their sergeants a hundred. The god of victory. It is extremely difficult to form, but once formed, the power is amazing!

The place where the soul of the soldiers can be formed must be the place where the battles are fought from generation to generation.

And in such a place, the soul of the soldiers will absorb more power, grow from generation to generation, and continue from generation to generation.

When these monastic soldiers appeared, they turned out to be very neat. The cultivators who were still fighting in that place, whether they liked it or not, all retreated.

But those reckless shòu will not give people the opportunity to retreat, nor will they wait for it.

Those blood-poisoned beams of light continued to burst into the sky without stopping for a while!

Then Xu Ziqing saw that the soldier's soul moved.

The shadows in the soldier's soul roared wildly, and when the rolling sound waves were spit out, many of the unicorns in front of them were unsteady.

The many warriors and soldiers on the ground who were fighting against the one-horned mang shòu were originally at a disadvantage, but as soon as the spirits of the soldiers came out, their morale suddenly rose.

Because the one-horned reckless shòu was restrained by the soldier spirits, many reckless shòu who were about to devour the soldiers bent their knees, and were immediately decapitated by the experienced warriors, taking their lives back!

Suddenly, countless people shouted:

"The soul of the soldiers is out! Kill without pardon—"

"Shòu die! The world will be—"

"The army is united! Zhen Pingyuan—"

After shouting like this, the morale was even stronger, and even the souls of the soldiers in the sky became more and more fierce.

Afterwards, the monks also moved.

In the hands of the soldiers in uniform armor, a black machete suddenly appeared, like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood, with a sharp and heavy feeling. But there was a cold glow on it, and there was black blood and dirt in the groove, which seemed to merge with the machete and turned into a color.

These machetes, I am afraid I do not know how much blood of the enemy has been infected.

I didn't see how they moved, and suddenly they turned into several formations. The strange shapes were elusive, but there seemed to be a subtle connection and tacit understanding between them, which gave people the feeling of "one hair moving the whole body". But there is no doubt that the strength shown by each person is a bit higher than the realm shown by their own breath.