Chapter 504: Fighting

Jiang Long was riding the Best Metal, suspended in the air, with refugees retreating in panic behind him, but the army that came to wipe out the refugees was hesitant.

"How could there be monks among the refugees?" The general of the central army looked suspicious.

The army had about 2,000 cavalrymen, and the remaining 10,000 infantrymen were lined up in formation. With only these 10,000 people in total, they dared to wipe out 400,000 refugees.

But in fact, they had already defeated more refugees before.

They were well-equipped and well-trained, while the refugees were pale and thin, and most of them were unarmed. Not to mention 10,000 against 400,000, even 1,000 against 400,000 would be enough.

This army rushed all the way, driving 400,000 refugees to this wasteland like cattle and sheep, ready to join forces with the four armies to completely wipe out these 400,000 people, just in time for the fertile land.

It was originally a doomed encirclement and suppression, but Jiang Long flew in the sky and threatened to protect this group of rebels, which stunned them all at once.

Although the cultivators could not destroy their 10,000-strong army, it was still easy to take the head of a general among the 10,000-strong army.

The general in charge of the central army did not dare to neglect it, and immediately sent someone to ask about Jiang Long's origins, and at the same time he rushed to a golden carriage in the central army.

There was also a cultivator in the carriage, who was a cultivator of their grandfather's generation.

"Grandpa, there is a cultivator among the refugees, holding a black sword to block the road, claiming to protect the refugees." The general said.

"Is there such a thing?" The cultivator jumped out of the car and looked at Jiang Long from a distance.

He looked like a middle-aged scholar, but he was actually more than a hundred years old. Seeing Jiang Long from a distance, he could tell at a glance that Jiang Long's Taoism was just entering the Yuanshen realm.

Few cultivators would come to personally eliminate the refugees, unless... like him, they wanted to use the vitality of mortals.

There are two sources of mana, the mainstream is spiritual energy, and the second is vitality. Spiritual energy comes from all things in nature, in the air, in spiritual mines, and in spiritual streams. Yuan Qi is something that only all living beings have, and usually only demon cultivators take the Yuan Qi route.

In terms of clarity and turbidity, spiritual energy is clear Qi, and Yuan Qi is turbid Qi.

Yuan Qi cultivation progresses quickly, but requires a lot of life sacrifices. Demon cultivators often progress rapidly in the early stages and recover very quickly, but they are extremely weak in the later stages, because there are no creatures in the world with too strong Yuan Qi. When they reach the Yuan Jing stage, if they want to progress to the Bagua realm, they need a huge amount of Yuan Qi.

Therefore, it is generally difficult for demon cultivators to make further progress when they reach the Yuan Jing stage. The road is narrow and there is no hope for immortality.

Nowadays, unless someone has a blood feud and wants to quickly reach the Yuan Jing stage for revenge, no one will take the Yuan Qi route.

And he came here today, not to be bored and watch the army kill refugees for fun, nor to be a demon cultivator to obtain Yuan Qi.

He, Dongye Boyu, is a serious Qingliu cultivator, but he got a method of refining Yuan Qi not long ago, which can use Yuan Qi to refine magic weapons.

Strictly speaking, that is also a magic skill, but because it is only using the vital energy to refine tools, not nurturing the soul, it will not hinder his immortal path, and he can still follow the path of spiritual energy cultivation.

In a place where lives are devastated, the vital energy released by hundreds of thousands of lives after death is gathered to refine magic tools. Although the refined magic tools are not suitable for storage in the Niwan Palace, carrying them with you and stimulating them with mana at critical moments is also an additional means of life-saving.

He came with the army with this idea in mind, but he didn't expect to run into another cultivator.

And he is obviously not a magic cultivator, so what is he doing here? Is he also here to refine tools?

"I am Dongye Boyu, a disciple of Yuhua Sect. What is your name? Who is your master?" Dongye Boyu flew out of his eyebrows with a bronze sword, carrying him to the front of the two armies.

Although Jiang Long's cultivation is far inferior to his, he looks very young, only about 27 or 28 years old.

He has just entered the soul stage and is so young, which can only mean that he was only in his twenties when he entered the Tao. This is a genius.

So he had to think about it first, what if he knew someone?

Cultivators often traced back to two or three friends who knew each other. As long as there was no causal hatred, ordinary trivial matters were solved with a joke.

If Jiang Long also wanted to do something with these refugees, and he had some connection with him, or his master was strong enough, he would not mind doing a favor, anyway, there were many refugees.

"Jiang Long, no sect, no school, self-taught in cultivation." Jiang Long said honestly.

Dongye Boyu's face changed, wild cultivator?

Self-taught, which means that there was no guidance from ancestors, and he learned to enter the Tao purely by relying on the scriptures circulated in the secular world.

No sect, no school, which means that after entering the Tao, he has not yet joined any sect.

He is a pure wild cultivator, rootless and free, seemingly free and easy, but in fact, there is no end to the immortal path.

In addition, his cultivation level is only the initial stage of the Yuanshen period, Dongye Boyu immediately lost the interest in being polite.

Think about his Dongye family, which has produced immortal cultivators for seven consecutive generations, which is already a wealthy family. There is also the Yuhua Sect, one of the Taoist sects where he successfully became a disciple of the twelve true immortals.

Why did the other party block his way? After hearing his self-protection name, why didn't they retreat?

They really don't know how to live or die.

Dongye Boyu waved his hand and said, "I will go with the army to fight and eliminate the rebels. You are a small wild cultivator. It's not easy to seek immortality and enter the Tao. Don't make mistakes and go against the will of heaven."

Jiang Long smiled and said, "I am indeed from a poor family, but in my opinion, bullying mortals as a cultivator is really going against the will of heaven."

Dongye Boyu looked at Jiang Long in shock and anger, thinking that I have said so much, and you still want to stop me?

As expected of a lowly person entering the Tao, he doesn't know anything. He thinks that he can protect refugees and go against other cultivators after entering the immortal path.

There have been such monks before, but they were unable to make waves. The one with the best destiny only established a small wealthy clan, and most of them were annihilated by the general trend.

He said solemnly: "Okay, I am a senior, and I will not bully you. You are also a monk, so we will solve it the way monks do."

"Whatever you know, feel free to use it. You and I will fight in front of the battle. Life or death depends on fate. If you are defeated, you can retreat in defeat. I will not pursue you."

Dongye Boyu said with his hands behind his hands, he was already in the Nascent Soul stage, and he didn't even bother to yell at a monk who had just entered the Yuan Shen realm.

In his opinion, the opponent is just ignorant. After a fight to find out the difference, he will naturally retreat and leave.

"You take action first." Higashino Boyu said and closed his eyes.

"Attention..." Jiang Long said.

Higashino Boyu secretly thought it was funny, you still remind me?

"Bang!" Suddenly a gunshot rang out.

Higashino Boyu fell down from the flying sword in response, and flew back to the sword as quickly as possible, but after all the tossing, he still looked a little embarrassed.

"You!" Dongye Boyu looked at the weapon in Jiang Long's hand in surprise, wondering why there was no mana fluctuation?

It was neither driven by mana nor triggered by the power of the soul. Just a slight movement of the finger fired an extremely fast projectile.

He was caught off guard and was knocked down from his sword. Fortunately, he looked confident, but in fact he was focused on the opponent. The moment the bullet hit him, he blocked it with a magic shield.

"The machine...is it a crossbow?" Higashino Boyu glanced at the rifle in an instant and saw that it relied on the machine, but why was it so powerful?

He didn't think much about it, but because he was tricked, he became furious: How ignorant! They are all monks. They say they are good at fighting, but they actually use mortal concealed weapons to sneak attack.

But in fact, this was not a sneak attack. Jiang Long reminded him, but he only stared at Jiang Long's soul and mana secretly, not paying attention to the iron bumps on his hands.

Dongye Boyu's eyebrows trembled, and he waved his hand, and thunder burst out from his palm. Following the magic power, it quickly hit Jiang Long.

Jiang Long dodged and tried to hide, but the electric current locked onto him and couldn't be avoided at all. It seemed as if it flowed directly into his body along a wire.

"Fortunately, the power is average, so I am immediately immune." Jiang Long felt the electricity entering his body, like a mud cow entering the sea, and he immediately felt relieved.

As a member of the Gamma Club, all fire and electrical resistance are very high. That is an absolute characteristic, and this spell will not work.

Jiang Long could feel that in addition to the normal damage caused by electricity, Higashino Boyu's spell also had a unique damage, but that unique damage was still ignored by the characteristics, and it seemed to be judged as 'damage caused by electricity' by the characteristics. within the category.

"What!" Dongye Boyu was shocked when he saw thunder blasting from his palm, but Jiang Long didn't do anything.

Jiang Long didn't take any defensive measures except trying to dodge. He was obviously an amateur. How could he be fine?

"Flying Sword! Go!" Dongye Boyu felt strange and was not going to let him go. He immediately took out his magic weapon and shot Jiang Long.

Jiang Long discovered with a headache that when fighting against immortal cultivators, the opponent's attacks seemed to be targeted. His soul could detect that the power of the opponent's soul was connected to him, as if he was aiming at himself.

"Whoa!" He hurriedly controlled Best Metal to turn into armor to cover his whole body, and then he heard a clang, and the flying sword trembled and screamed wildly.

"Boom!" Jiang Long flew out and thrust his head diagonally into the ground, creating a big hole.

He looked embarrassed, but Higashino Boyama was wailing: "My chalcedony sword!"

The flying sword made of chalcedony is good at breaking the effects of spells. Higashino Boyu originally thought that no matter what spells the opponent used to defend, his chalcedony sword could break them all.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Long didn't know anything, so he used Best Metal to resist, but the result was good. Best Metal did nothing, and didn't even make a sound, but the top of the flying sword shattered.

"What kind of magic weapon is that!" Dongye Boyu felt sorry for his flying sword, and at the same time stared at Jiang Long's protective black armor in amazement.

Before, the black armor was still a black sword at his feet, but at the critical moment it suddenly changed and covered his whole body. The material is incredibly hard. When the flying sword hit it rapidly, there wasn't even a mark or even a tremor. It was an incredibly strong material.

"Okay, okay! You helped the traitor, rebelled against God's will, and ruined my magic weapon. Today, I will ask you to pay with your life!" Higashino Boyu finally used his true skills, waving his hands, and his body burst out with aura, like a sword. Bombard Jiang Long.

Jiang Long was pushed to the ground and blasted, leaving no room for resistance.

"Huh?" After the bombardment, Higashino Boyu had time to check Jiang Long's black armor. It didn't matter what he saw, but he was even more horrified.

The material is completely invisible, and the power of the soul cannot be penetrated. There is not even a single seam in the entire black armor.

This is not the strangest thing, the most strange thing is... he found that he can control it with the power of his soul!

"Hahahaha! Where did you get this treasure, and you haven't recognized its owner yet?" Dongye Boyu almost burst out laughing. He wanted to kill Jiang Long, but in fact, he mainly took a fancy to this black iron magic weapon.

Who would have thought that this thing didn't recognize its owner, and after fighting, he could actually control it as its owner.

Then he was not polite, and immediately controlled the transformation of the black iron, lifted it into the air, and squeezed Jiang Long.

Jiang Long was helpless. He was good at medical skills and best manipulation, but neither of them could deal with the immortal cultivators.

The soul of the immortal cultivator is an evolved form of spiritual power and can also control best metal. Logically speaking, he should not use best metal to fight the opponent. Once the opponent realizes that he can control it, he will be in trouble.

But he had no other choice. The other party had a high level of cultivation and powerful magic weapons. If he didn't hide in the black armor, he would die immediately.

Feeling his bones and muscles being crushed inch by inch, Jiang Long was not panicked, because he knew that Mo Qiong had arrived.

"Bang!" A sniper bullet shot from a distance.

Dongye Boyu sneered, thinking that it was another mortal weapon. He didn't pay attention the first time. It was wishful thinking to want to hit him now.

Immediately, a three-meter air wall was covered around his body. With this air wall, even if thousands of troops and thousands of arrows were fired at the same time, it would be impossible to hurt him.

"Bang!" Dongye Boyu fell down again, and this time a small bullet hole appeared directly on his forehead.

His three-meter air wall was pierced through, and it failed to stop the missile at all.

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