Chapter 327 Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect and the Battle to the Death
The location of Misty Peak, a disciple named Shushan was ordered to go, and many disciples who had entered the depths of the jungle to fight against the demons, all became the basis for the calculation of heavenly practitioners.
Anyang even saw a corpse that still exudes yin and evil spirits being carried up. This corpse was wearing a white robe of the Shushan School, and the sword behind him died before he could even pull it out. Under the call of the old man and Kunlun's spell, black air floated into the air again and again to form an illusory and huge face, and the cold and evil eyes were very familiar.
Undoubtedly, this disciple was killed by the evil demon king!
Anyang thought about it, but saw the middle-aged man of the Shushan faction standing with Kunlun Laodao, his face was very calm, but his eyebrows still contained sword intent, his lips opened and closed, as if he was talking casually with Kunlun Laodao, but The distance was too far for him to hear, and he didn't want to eavesdrop on their conversation.
Naturally, he didn't know that this unfamiliar Shushan master had been paying attention to him for a long time, and what he was talking about at this time happened to be related to him.
"Senior Leshui, is that fellow Taoist from your Kunlun Mountains?"
"Fellow Daoist Yuqing, Lao Dao is only a few decades older than you, so you don't need to shout this senior. As for that person, he is just related to me in Kunlun, not from my Kunlun sect."
"Oh? Can the senior tell Yuqing about this fellow Taoist?"
"I see that Daoist Yuqing is very interested in Daoist Anyang!"
"It turns out that his name is Anyang."
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After some discussion, many immortal cave houses decided to use the most stupid method to attack this deep mountain——
Large area spell coverage!
This method requires elite disciples of all sects to cast spells together, and more ordinary disciples will serve as spectators. The efficiency is far less than that of many disciples attacking deep mountains together, and it cannot achieve the effect of tempering the disciples. The only advantage is that Casualties can be greatly reduced.
Since the leaders of the cultivators have all decided, the wandering Taoists naturally have no choice. Even if other immortal mans with good strength but hidden from the world will not lead the disciples to attack alone at this time.
The strategy has been set.
Anyang and Huang Lan sat alone on the shoulders of a five-meter-high stone giant, watching the Kunlun disciples start casting spells not far away. It is a well-deserved weapon to fight against the demons by ignoring the demon's defense formation and directly attacking the demons.
This time, the Dayan Exorcism Thunder is even more powerful than yesterday, not only adding many magical instruments as the support for the disciples, but also controlled by the head of Kunlun himself.
The rest of the disciples were not all idle. Some of them joined forces to summon lightning spells, some cast divine light, and some used long-range spells to attack the defensive means established by the demons, and so on.
Cangxiu Immortal Mansion used a large-scale "Blue Ling Ice Soul Technique", and the falling ice crystals can freeze the soul, claiming to have the ability to freeze everything; Formed an army with good combat strength but no fear of sacrifice, and rushed into the depths of the jungle; Chunyangmen lowered the sky fire and swept the forest, and the disciples of Misty Peak formed a large formation, but did not launch an attack, but In Anyang's eyes, a "living component" similar to an "auxiliary computer" was constructed to help Misty Peak to deduce the way of heaven and break numerology.
The twelve caves of Tianshan call out "immortals", such as the presence of gods and gods in the world, watching the defense line of the demons in front of them; Changge caves together to disturb the hearts of demons, so that they can not attack and destroy themselves; the most dazzling and dazzling should be in Shushan. In the sect, many disciples under the leadership of the head of Shushan worked together to cast flying swordsmanship.
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Looking at this huge momentum, everyone knew that the demon could not last long.
Because of the coincidence of Anyang's intervention, the turmoil that swept the world and disrupted China was tampered with in ten years. The turmoil has advanced to the present, which is the scene in front of us now.
This kind of chaos like chasing ducks onto the shelves naturally cannot constitute a chaotic world. Now that the world is on the right track, the demons who have lost ten years and have not yet developed the fire are not opponents at all.
What's more, this is only a small part of the demons, and it suffered a sudden attack by a decent person, and the ending is self-evident.
At this time, the sky is full of splendor, giving people great confidence.
The dark clouds suffocating the whole sky, in which the electric snake rages violently, dropping a thunder and lightning from time to time, branching countlessly, like a punishment from the sky; the blue ice crystals are accompanied by the red sky fire, and the collision of the coldest and the hottest will cause a violent explosion , constantly challenging the resistance of the evil magic array; all kinds of spirit beasts and soldiers charged forward frantically, were killed by the evil spirits one after another, and they continued to move forward. These things are inherently illusory, even if the consequences of being killed are nothing more than the pale face of Zhushuiju's disciples, and they can recover after a few days of cultivation.
The head of Shushan held the sword art with one hand, and made sword fingers with the other hand, with divine light in his eyes.
"go!"
Countless long swords seemed to have been given life in an instant, and flew forward like locusts flying forward. The famous sword even sent out a whistling piercing air. One handle covered the sky and covered the sun and rushed into the dense forest. A part of the magic circle that came out rose into the sky and rose to the sky, reaching ten thousand meters. It swayed and turned into ten thousand sword beams. It made a bend in the sky and immediately fell like raindrops.
From a distance, the whole sky is covered with fierce sword light.
Anyang's eyes widened as he watched.
This is the real Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect. The long swords thrown by the thousands of Shushan disciples themselves, plus the tens of thousands of sword beams emitted by the spell, the momentum of the fall is simply appalling.
This is a large-scale spell similar to the forbidden spell in magic "Meteor Fire Shower", even more severe, more ruthless, and more cold.
The long sword falling from a height of 10,000 meters is also streamlined and has low resistance. So how strong is the falling force?
There are also magic blessings!
Anyang seemed to be able to hear the sound of the leaves of the vast dense forest being mercilessly pierced by the sword light, the sound of the sword falling against the air, the light sound of easily piercing the ground, and the indiscriminate fall on the demon, piercing it and even nailing it to the ground. The voice, of course, is the scream of the demon.
It was also at this time that the figure that was hundreds of meters high in the distant sky but seemed to be standing on the ground moved, and punched the highest point of this deep mountain old forest.
Many attacks came side by side, and the crumbling evil magic circle collapsed instantly.
boom!
The sword technique of the head of Shushan changed, and the long sword inserted in the tree, in the ground, and on the body of the demon swayed and flew into the sky, as if it had come to life, and formed a second offensive again.
Anyang glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the disciples of Shushan had turned pale, and even the head of Shushan could not support it. Thinking about it too, this world is not the magical world or the fairy world or the fantasy world in the novel after all, it is already very terrifying to have such a strong attack.
Looking at the speed at which those long swords fell, as long as the swords were not brittle, even an armored cluster would be punctured with holes.
And pure force is just the lowest part of this world of monasticism.
At this moment, Yu Jian, a middle-aged man from the Shushan faction who had been chatting with the Kunlun Taoist at Misty Peak, came over, as if the sword light flashed in front of him, he had already arrived in front of the Shushan faction.
He waved his hand and didn't know what he said, but it should be something to tell the Shushan faction to give up the attack, because the head of Shushan, who was preparing for the second round of offensive, immediately changed his sword tactics and began to withdraw the released With the long sword, thousands of Shushan disciples with pale faces also breathed a sigh of relief, stopping the operation of the spell and the violent mana output.
I saw a long sword rising into the sky from the dense forest, a handle flew back towards this direction, and fell steadily into the hands of the original owner, in an orderly manner.
Anyang looked back and said nothing.
Now that the defeat of the demon has been decided, there is no need for Shushan to use such a large-scale spell attack. It is normal for this middle-aged man to save some energy and save energy for his disciples. The easier it is for the demons, the more likely it is to save their lives on the battlefield.
Such powerful spells are most suitable for use at the most critical moment.
However, he didn't see it. When the middle-aged man saw that all the disciples of Shushan had withdrawn their long swords, they glanced at him vaguely.
rumbling...
Lightning, ice soul, and sky fire are still falling, making dull sounds.
In the blink of an eye, countless demons died.
This is one-sided slaughter!
Like a bomber full of heavy ammunition saturating an army that lacks anti-aircraft weapons.
Anyang glanced at Huang Lan next to him, shook his head and signaled her not to shoot, just standing on the shoulders of the stone giant, but his body began to slowly cover a layer of silver-white armor.
Under the slightly adoring and surprised gazes of the surrounding Kunlun disciples, the armor quickly covered the whole body, and the material of the eternal alloy shone brightly in the sun, making him as powerful as a divine soldier.
The defense is forced, and the evil demon king is no longer able to endure, and he has to take action at this time.
After all, it's all about death...
The head of Kunlun also brought back the negotiation news for him, that is, all the masters will fight against the demon king together and show their magical powers, and whoever gets the last demon pill first will be the one.
He is bound to win!
as predicted--
brush!
A thick black fog rose from the depths of the jungle to the sky, from the ground to the sky, like a giant pillar about to pierce the sky, standing in the depths of the distant jungle.
With a bang!
The sky was like a bucket of water stirred by a stick. The dark cloud and the electric snake began to rotate around the smoke column and quickly dispersed. Even the ice soul and the sky fire were scattered. His large-scale attack spell was instantly annihilated by this giant pillar with strong Yin Qi.
However, Anyang seemed to hear a cry from the demon's soul. Obviously, this demon king used this trick without a price.
But so what, this deep mountain and old forest was besieged in circles, and the earth was subject to forbidden techniques. Even if they did not cover and attack this group of demons, they would not be able to escape. It was nothing more than being forced to fight to the death.
Unsurprisingly, as soon as the demon king came out, many experts from immortal mountain caves and hidden worlds took action to intercept the smoke column, intending to force the evil demon king out.
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