Chapter 567 Shintsu! Shintsu!

"These... are all in the stage of transformation!" Wang Yunxia finally lost her aloof image.

When Yin Songchuan charged with one hundred and fifty transformation gods, and when the aura of the one hundred and fifty transformation gods was completely exposed, Wang Yunxia's face turned pale with fright.

This is the period of transforming gods!

In Wang Yunxia's understanding, even Mingjiao has more than 70 stages of transformation into gods, including many outsiders don't know. The Mingjiao's stage of transforming gods to the outside world is generally maintained between 45 and 49 people.

Now, the Xuanming Sect has arranged one hundred and fifty disciples of the Deity Transformation Period here!

In Wang Yunxia's mind, she immediately figured out: Xuanming Sect has already had 18 disciples who have been transformed into gods by Dayang Group; Mingjiao has restrained at least eight Xuanming sects who have been transformed into gods on the western front.

The rest of the holy lands directly bordering Xuanming Sect, Daluozong, Jiuyoumen, Tianmojiao, Wusheng Tianluojiao, each holy place can hold at least five to seven stages of Xuanmingjiao's transformation into gods; especially Wusheng On the other side of Tianluo Sect, Xuanming Sect and Xuanming Sect are mortal enemies, and they are almost at war. Xuanming Sect has already mobilized more than 20 years of transformation into gods.

In the end, the headquarters of the Xuanming Sect had to leave the 20th Transformation God Stage to sit in charge, so as not to be ripped off.

Calculated in this way, there are at least 230 disciples of the Xuanming Sect at the stage of transforming gods!

What if Xuanmingjiao hides more stages of transformation into gods on every battlefield?

Oh shit! At this moment, Wang Yunxia couldn't help but swear in her heart. Then there was a moment of fear, but in the next moment there was rejoicing:

Thanks to Dayang Group, because of Dayang Group, we are united to attack Xuanmingjiao together. Otherwise, I don't know if the Xuanming Sect will unify the Taoist Continent?

But... wait, can I get out alive right now?

After the huge shock, Wang Yunxia finally thought of this crucial question.

However, before this idea came to fruition, Fu Yun had already led his people to greet him; a duel between the god-forming stages finally started.

The 150 members of the Xuanming sect formed three battle formations that were completely composed of the god-forming stage—although they were already in the god-forming stage, Yin Songchuan still didn't dare to be careless. Below, the chariot is still killing wildly.

There is a saying that the more you know, the more frightened you will be. Dayang Group's technology, as well as the supernatural power that Bai Feiying said earlier, made Yin Songchuan dare not be careless.

On Fu Yun's side, more than 80 people were divided into four teams. One of the teams responded in the center, and the remaining three teams rushed towards the master of Xuanming Sect.

In the back, Wang Yunxia clasped her hands in front of her body. Under the veil, she bit her lower lip tightly, not daring to blink her eyes; a teleportation talisman for escape, ready to be activated at any time.

In the next moment, the two sides met together.

"Roar..." Amidst the roars, at least half of the more than 150 disciples of the Xuanming Sect suddenly 'transformed' - all of them were men.

Wang Yunxia vaguely heard the words "Fatian Xiangdi", and saw the figures of more than 70 of them suddenly soared to a height of three meters, or even five meters, and each of them became a giant, with muscles like rocks.

The spiritual weapons and perhaps spiritual treasures on these giants were also enlarged to protect them firmly.

Some of the spells and talisman attacks issued by Dayang Group first fell on these giants, and they burst like bubbles, causing almost no damage to the opponents.

But in the next moment, a cold light flashed.

"Pfft..."

A tooth-gritting sound erupted in the void.

Wang Yunxia's eyes almost popped out. At this moment, more than 30 people of Xuanming Sect's more than 150 god transformation stages were beheaded! Although there were more than forty people who escaped death, they were also seriously injured.

Whether it is transformed or not transformed, all have their heads flying.

Especially those who transformed, the moment their heads flew up, their real essence leaked out, so that they exploded on the spot. It was miserable.

And more than 80 people from the Dayang Group also lifted the seal. The 80-odd people who had transformed into gods held a Lingbao-level sharp sword in their right hand, and a cold light flickered on the finger of their left hand.

Fu Yun was the most ruthless, rushing to the front, and the sharp sword in his right hand directly split a stage of transformation. The spiritual weapons and spiritual treasures of Xuanming Sect were like rotten wood under Fu Yun's sharp sword.

And Fu Yun's left sword finger also had a cold light flashing, it was the light of supernatural power. This ray of sword light pierced through the heads of the two god-turning-stages.

Then, the eyes of Fu Yun and Yin Songchuan collided.

At this time, Fu Yun's mid-stage aura had already risen from his body, his long hair flaunted wantonly, and with a long roar, he threw himself at Yin Songchuan.

Yin Songchuan also let out a long roar, his eyes were red!

At this time, Yin Songchuan's heart was broken. He thought that more than 80 people from the Dayang Group were likely to become gods, but he didn't expect that all of these 80 people had supernatural powers!

When the two sides met each other, only a dozen people from the Dayang Group vomited blood, while more than 30 people from the Xuanming Sect were killed on the spot and more than 40 were seriously injured.

It is conceivable that the more than forty people who were seriously injured may not be able to survive a few waves of attacks!

At this moment Yin Songchuan really wanted to turn around and run away, but unfortunately there was no room for him to turn around and run away at this moment, that would leave his back to the enemy. The only thing he could do was roar, hoping to kill Fu Yun.

As the two sides got closer, a strange talisman suddenly appeared in Yin Songchuan's hand. The treasure talisman exploded, and thousands of sword lights scattered all over the sky.

Fu Yun didn't panic, a dark shield appeared in front of him, and the sword light slashed on the shield, breaking it one after another.

Yin Songchuan was stunned: "What kind of shield is this..."

Before he could think, Fu Yun's figure was flickering, somehow he avoided the last wave of sword light with the help of a shield, and appeared in front of Yin Songchuan, with the long sword in his right hand slashing off Yin Songchuan's neck.

Yin Songchuan had to let go of his distracting thoughts and quickly blocked Fu Yun's long sword.

However, Fu Yun's left hand had already been raised, and a cold light appeared again. The sword light came too fast, and the two were too close, so Yin Songchuan had to lean half of his body to avoid the vital point. The sword light instantly pierced Yin Songchuan's right shoulder.

Yin Songchuan stepped back, looked at Fu Yun with vigilance, saw the sword light appearing on Fu Yun's left hand again, and then saw the two sword lights returning to Fu Yun's body in the sky, his pupils shrank: "Supernatural power, there is not only one attack?"

Fu Yun sneered, "I don't talk to poor ghosts!"

After all, continue to attack!

A supernatural power needs a fairy spirit! Three sword lights require three fairy spirits! This kind of extravagant behavior is beyond the expectation of Yin Songchuan and even countless traditional practitioners.

However, at this time Yin Songchuan had already obtained a precious respite. Although his shoulder was injured, the wound caused by the supernatural power was very small. While fighting, Yin Songchuan transported the pure essence in his body, cleared the breath left by the supernatural power, and began to repair the wound.

For the transformation stage, such a small wound can be temporarily repaired soon.

Yin Songchuan took advantage of his late-stage cultivation to suppress Fu Yun, making it difficult for Fu Yun to regain his supernatural powers. But Fu Yun was not in a hurry. Although it seemed difficult, every attack of Fu Yun made Yin Songchuan's heart skip a beat.

Especially at this time, Yin Songchuan was surrounded by four sword lights, and if he didn't pay attention, he might die on the spot.

Yin Songchuan wanted to scold his mother, this Fu Yun has at least five supernatural powers: one for moving, four for attacking, and these are just temporary.

Suddenly Yin Songchuan took a chance, abandoned his shield, temporarily blocked the four sword lights, he roared, and attacked with the flying sword at a distance of less than three meters.

This attack was beyond Fu Yun's expectations, and the flying sword directly pierced Fu Yun's chest.

But before Yin Songchuan burst into joy, he saw a yin and yang streamer suddenly appearing on Fu Yun's body, and the flying sword fell into the streamer, and soon deviated from the direction of attack, flying away from Fu Yun's left shoulder.

"The sixth magical power!" Yin Songchuan gritted his teeth.

Seeing that Fu Yun was about to attack again, Yin Songchuan withdrew the flying sword, quickly fell downwards, and shouted at the same time: "Withdraw!"

However, now that the two sides are stalemate in the stage of becoming gods, it is not so easy to retreat. Yin Songchuan could only attack with flying swords, temporarily creating opportunities for some people.

Soon Fu Yun chased after him, and Yin Songchuan had to retreat hastily.

Taking advantage of the late stage of Transforming God, Fu Yun really couldn't catch up with Yin Songchuan's escape speed. But Yin Songchuan didn't dare to fight Fu Yun at close quarters. At close range, Fu Yun used the supernatural power of 'shrinking the ground into an inch' to beat Yin Songchuan all over the ground looking for his teeth.

Yin Songshan was far away before using bows and arrows to rescue some people.

In the end, Yin Songchuan only took away more than thirty stages of transformation. For the rest of the transformation period, none of them escaped, and all blood spilled into the sky.