Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3: Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 650: Yin!
Enough death energy, sacrificed in the Qing Ming Seal, can be exchanged for several times the power of death in the world. With this power of death, it can explode with power that exceeds the power exerted by Shen Dong.
This is what Su Ming gained when he studied the Qi Ning Yin and Death Yin. He and Shen Dong are fundamentally different. Therefore, the magical power that Shen Dong has always been elusive can explode in Su Ming's hands. Shine bright light.
"The fighting of one hundred thousand people...can't compare to the battle of Wuman in terms of numbers, but everyone here is much stronger in cultivation...As a result, even though the number of people fighting on both sides is not large, the death energy is still there." The richness of the spirit has also been multiplied by the presence of these people's cultivation!" Su Ming walked in the black mist, walking slowly and slowly, with roars and sounds of killing coming one after another in his ears, but now he is no longer the same as he was in the witchcraft back then. The blood of the barbarian battlefield was cold in his heart at the moment.
He has no reason to be passionate!
This was a battle within the Immortal Clan, a struggle between the Evil Sect and the Immortal Sect, and he was just a passerby on the battlefield, a stranger who came to this battlefield with his own purpose.
He had only one purpose, and that was to kill Di Tian. Under this main purpose, in order to complete this matter, several other purposes were introduced. Like a tower, the tower can only be completed after layers are piled up!
"To complete the Qingming Seal, at least half of the people here must die. If more people can die, it would be best..." Su Ming's eyes flashed, and under his consciousness, he saw the three sects of the immortals, the woman in white. Under the command and the orders of the jade slips, they gradually stopped being blind, and instead contracted with each other. With the woman in white as the center, they gradually seemed to form a three-ring formation.
There is a small team for every nine people, and a large team for every nine people. There is one camp for every nine brigades. In this way, dozens of camps are in order. In the continuous retreat and formation of formations, the evil sect rushes to kill the team. It seems that if a tiger encounters a hedgehog, it will not be able to carry out a large number of killings as it did in the first place.
Among them, the person who plays a key role in each camp is the leader of that camp and the person in this position. It was directly received from the female sealer in white, and then conveyed to the elder brother's group, and then conveyed by each group to those small groups, making the three immortal sects at this moment like an indivisible whole, but although it can be divided into dozens of parts !
On the other hand, the Evil Sect is currently led by the 20,000 black-armored Evil Immortals. The charge was like a powerful arrow at the end of the battle. Under the resistance of the three immortal sects, the earliest opportunity was gradually lost.
In addition, powerful people such as Shen Dong and Shi Hai are also in this mist. Being entangled by the aspirant monks of the immortal clan, they roared and fought with each other.
Even at Baoqiu's place, there is also an infant monk from the Daye Xian Sect who is fighting with him and does not allow people with too advanced cultivation levels. Participate in the onslaught of the army.
The same is true for the Immortal Sect. They were also targeted by people from the Evil Sect and pestered them one by one.
"According to normal development, it should be about to enter a stalemate at this moment. On an equal basis, both sides will use their powerful magic weapons to seize the opportunity again and launch a charge!"
Su Ming's eyes sometimes fell to the mist above, which was faintly revealed. Observing the outside world carefully, the sky above was not clear at the moment. There is a faint purple mist. This purple mist is not dense. Although it is thin, you can see three figures inside, intertwining with each other. There are loud rumbling noises, echoing earth-shatteringly.
Higher up, the traces of the formation fluctuations became more intense, as if it wouldn't be long before new arrivals from the Immortal Clan came.
"We can't wait that long. If the people of the Evil Sect and the Immortal Sect are allowed to act according to their plans, then they won't have too many casualties and time will be slow. Looking at the sky formation, there is something strange about it." Su Ming's eyes widened. Flash, seeing that the evil sect's charge had come to an end, and when they seemed to be retreating, he suddenly took a step forward, speeding like a wandering spirit in the black mist, and in a blink of an eye, he was close to a camp being set up.
This thousand-man camp, now full of vitality, is composed of people from the Tianlan Dao. A murderous aura permeates the surroundings. The people from the Tianlan Dao all have piercing eyes, and every group among them Among them, some of them have reached the level of Nascent Soul, and several of them are transformed into gods. The one who is surrounded by layers of suppression is an infant transformation monk.
The Immortal Sect camp closest to Su Ming is retreating continuously. It seems that their wills are connected with each other. They are quickly retreating to complete the assembly of all formations. In front of them, there are many Evil Sect disciples at this moment. , there are many people in black armor, with bloodthirsty and madness, they are constantly bombarding.
Shanhen was in front, and the burly body burst out with powerful power at this moment. Its cultivation spread, and nine black knives surrounded the body. The whole person was like a whirlwind, but... Although this thousand-person camp was in danger of being charged, However, there was no sign of slackening at all, and they were still retreating according to the rules, making these people from the evil sect quite helpless, because in another direction of them, a camp also appeared at this moment, apparently unknowingly. Already about to be surrounded.
In this helplessness, these evil sect disciples began to retreat one by one. Na Shanhen's eyes showed bloodthirsty, and after snorting coldly, he also began to retreat.
After all, there is nothing that can be done about it. It is not just them who are retreating at this moment, but the entire Evil Sect's army is retreating, trying to distance themselves from the Immortal Sect.
This matter was what was going to happen in their evil sect's plan. At this moment, they retreated without any slowness.
But when Shanhen was almost retreating, he saw a ripple of mist suddenly coming not far away. When the ripple reverberated, a figure could be seen faintly inside it. This figure was so fast, If a meteor roared, it was heading straight towards the camp of thousands of people.
The two sides touched each other in an instant, and a shocking roar suddenly erupted. The thousands of people gathered together to hunger for will. At this moment, there were signs of collapse under the impact of this figure. At the same time, the figure had already rushed in. Within the camp of thousands of people, wherever they passed, screams could be heard, and blood splattered everywhere. That figure was none other than Su Ming!
Su Ming took three steps in a row and suddenly appeared in front of the leader of the team. This person was a Yuanying monk. His eyes shrank, showing a look of horror. He clearly knew that he was in a camp of thousands. Unless the monk who aspired to be the leader could Apart from forcing a breakthrough, it is simply impossible to achieve anything less than aspiration.
But at this moment, the few cultivators from the Evil Sect who aspired for the title, all of them with advanced cultivation levels from the Immortal Sect were clearly there to fight. So, how could there suddenly be an additional aspirant from the Evil Sect!
This is the aspiration, not the monks of other levels. This kind of sudden appearance of people is extremely fatal in a battle between low-level monks!
It was a pity that he could no longer think about this problem. Su Ming didn't pause at all. He approached the person directly with a step. He raised his right hand and flashed past him. He directly pinched the person's neck and drove the person's body back for ten seconds. After several steps, he crushed his throat and shattered his Nascent Soul.
At the same time as he let go, Su Ming took a step towards the leader of this camp, the old man with infant transformation cultivation.
The old man was wearing a green robe. His eyes were wide open at the moment, and he was also shocked. He immediately stepped back without hesitation. A strong life and death crisis pierced his heart like a needle, making him nervous. The only thought in my mind at this moment is to escape quickly.
However, due to Su Ming's speed and cultivation, such an escape was too slow. The green-robed old man had barely retreated less than three feet when Su Ming turned into a rainbow and flashed past him, with a burst of blood. Spraying like a fountain, what Su Ming held in his hand was the old man's head that could not be closed.
There were no screams, no howls, just a stunned silence. In a short period of time, Su Ming beheaded the leader of the camp and killed several team leaders among the thousands of people who suppressed them. After the silence, bursts of exclamations broke out from the thousands of people.
At the same time, Shan Hen and others who were retreating not far away were also stunned for a moment, but then, they roared with excitement. One by one, they no longer retreated, but rushed into this close place like a ferocious look. In the collapsed camp of thousands of people.
"Junior Shan Hen, thank you for your help, senior. I wonder which sect of my evil sect you are, senior?" Shan Hen's voice came out under the mad killing spree, but Su Ming had left without getting an answer.
In this land filled with black mist, Su Ming's figure is like the god of death. As he wanders, he suddenly attacks each camp, cutting through the mess with a sharp knife, using his fastest speed and strongest strength to continuously attack. Seven or eight camp leaders and many brigade leaders were killed one after another.
The seven or eight camps, although not all of them, still played a very distinct role on this battlefield. The evil sect that was retreating paused for a moment before charging away again. The seven or eight collapsed camps are like a gap in the Immortal Sect's formation, which is being torn apart at this moment!
Su Ming did not open any more gaps for the evil sect. What he wanted was not a victory for either side. What he wanted... was an evenly matched annihilation of both armies. Only in this way could they appear in a short period of time. The large amount of death energy made his Qing Ming Seal reach a terrifying level!
At this moment, his left hand was surrounded by green light, and the death energy was increasing crazily.
"Kill...the more you kill, the better!" Su Ming murmured, suddenly turning his head and looking in the direction of the Immortal Sect. He saw a gloomy woman's gaze locked on him. This woman , it is the woman in white who arranged the formation for Xianzong.
"This woman can actually detect my location?" Su Ming's eyes flashed.
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