Chapter 561: The Mighty Sword Head of the Dharma
Chapter 561: The Mighty Sword Head of the Dharma
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The sound waves came one after another.
The scene of overwhelming demonic energy is truly shocking.
As the decisive battle between good and evil, it seems grand, but in fact it is not simple at all. On the surface, good and evil are fighting to the death.
You should do your best.
However, neither the foreign aid nor the Taoist soldiers made any movement, which seemed a little false. However, the lower-level cultivators did not know the inside story, they only knew that this was an unprecedented victory.
This must be the best opportunity for the demonic path to unify the world of cultivation.
Without any words, morale has been raised to the highest point.
The so-called [Tao soldiers] are a kind of "cultivators" refined by secret methods. Regardless of their qualifications or original cultivation level, they will be fixed in one realm after being refined into Taoist soldiers.
It is difficult to make progress in your lifetime.
Just like Jin Manlou's team of assassins, they are all consumables cultivated with external golden elixirs. Even if they die, the golden elixir will be taken out and inserted into another person's body.
Then, we can produce Jindan monks in large quantities.
Throughout the entire Ice Prison Realm, only the Taixu Sword Sect, the Liantian Demon Sect, and the two Chamber of Commerce organizations have the financial resources to maintain Taoist soldiers.
Using external elixirs to cultivate is actually because one does not have the right method.
Few people have ever seen a true Taoist soldier.
It is said that the Sword Sect's Taoist soldiers are called [Sword Soldiers] and are at the early to peak stage of Jindan. Their level of cultivation after success is determined by the level of the person refining it and the materials used.
Above the sword soldiers are the [Sword Masters] who are comparable to the Nascent Soul stage and are equivalent to the generals in the army. With the secret method of Taoist soldiers, they can gather the power of tens of thousands of soldiers and temporarily allow the strongest Sword Master to possess the great power of transformation.
It is the first choice to pacify the chaos in the territory and enhance the prestige of the sect.
The reason why I don’t go out into the world now is not because I’m afraid of the power of the devil.
This thing is essentially just a consumable, but according to ancient historical records, the large number of golden-armored gods who followed the immortals when they descended to the mortal world were actually a kind of Taoist soldiers.
And this group of people are the ancestors of the Ice Prison people.
The secrets involved are difficult to explain in a short period of time.
With the foundation of the Ice Prison cultivation world, it is not enough to let the Taoist soldiers replace the cultivators to do all the dangerous things. In simple terms, the number is insufficient.
This method is ultimately a heterodox method.
Taoist soldiers also have to die one day, and it is difficult for them to survive for endless years, but this thing is actually very suitable for use in the battle between good and evil.
When one dies, another can be refined again.
Very suitable for a war of attrition.
Back to topic.
After Wang Yu agreed, he directly cast the Guixu Hidden Heaven Curse and escaped into the space mezzanine without revealing his true form. It was obvious that he had no intention of obeying the orders of the Demon Lord Liantian.
The other party is also well aware of this.
As long as he can be of some help in dealing with the Prison King Lingguan, the [Demon Mantra] he sent out will not be a loss, and as time goes by, the demons will be overwhelmed.
The Sword Sect's God Transformation finally couldn't sit still anymore.
Lady Fuling and Taoist Miaozhen, the two incarnations of Kun Dao, were the first to attack. Sword lights shot up into the sky and transformed into seventy-two giant swords that looked like mountains.
It is just suspended above the seventy-two sword peaks.
Under the leadership of Yuanying Mountain Master, the disciples of each peak formed small sword formations and were ready to kill the evil villains at any time.
Demon Lord Liantian waved his hand.
Then, a large number of demon masters who had reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage were seen, each leading thousands of troops to launch an attack on the seventy-two peaks at the same time.
Old Man Lan Xin, Lord Lei Hou, Demon Lady, Old Ancestor of Evil Soul, Lord You Dao, Bishop You Peng, Filthy Taoist, Di Ming Zi, Lord Yin Yang, Taoist Three Corpses... and so on.
There are no less than ten people that Wang Yu knows and is familiar with.
There were also many more demon cultivators who he had only heard of but never seen joining the battle. As for Fairy Bingpo, Yan Ling, Demon Lord Yingui and others, they were considered to be Wang Yu's direct followers.
He had secretly advised that it would be best not to participate in this decisive battle. If you trust and respect him, he will find a reason to escape from this battle.
The Nascent Soul Battle has begun.
As soon as Fu and Fu came into contact, a large number of demon cultivators fell in the sword formation. Those who had established their foundation could not survive a single move before being cut in half by the power of the formation.
The situation of forming a pill is slightly better, but it is still at a great disadvantage.
The Yuanying old demons could crush the Sword Sect's Mountain Master, but due to the pressure of the formation, they chose to injure but not kill, waiting for the first one to show up.
In order to test the power of this sect protection formation.
For them, the chance of withstanding the Great Divine Transformation Formation is completely zero, and the main force still has to rely on the Divine Transformation Venerable to do and share the burden, while the Demon Venerable will bear the main pressure of the formation.
Naturally, there will be some people among them who are eager to make a contribution and step forward!
at that time.
Once the decisive battle started, it was like the cruelest meat grinder. The death of a large number of demon cultivators did not extinguish their fighting spirit, but made them even more crazy.
Various kinds of magical secrets and strange arts were performed.
The splattered flesh, the blood that flowed like a waterfall, the withered bones... all were taken away by the treacherous person. Various kinds of dark mist and ghost howling continued. There was also a paper mannequin sticking to his face, asking the Sword Sect disciple, "Am I beautiful?"
At first glance.
It seemed as if all the ghosts in Fengdu City had been released and a bonfire party was being held here. The scene was like a passage of ghost soldiers, very terrifying.
What's worse, it drills into the ground and shakes the mountains, trying to erode the earth's veins and shake the foundation of the entire formation. The seventy-two sword peaks are equivalent to seventy-two formation nodes.
As long as they break through a dozen places, the entire formation will collapse and destroy itself.
The sight of meat paste and blood flying everywhere made people's eyelids twitch. The demon cultivators who followed one after another were like ants. The first ones in the front row died, and the ones behind them could not wait to squeeze in.
I really don't know what fear is.
Sixty percent of them did this because they wanted to "collect" the relics of their fellow Taoists. Storage bags, Qiankun rings, and even corpses could all be put to good use.
If one could pick up a Jindan corpse on the front line, it would be a great opportunity. The remaining 40% would be a kind of consolation to oneself, suggesting that one is more fortunate.
You won't die in a meat grinder.
Come back to your senses from the charge at the bottom level and look at the peak battlefield again.
Chi Tian, Huang Quan and Blood Demon Palace Master had already charged into the sect protection sword formation, and the two female masters immediately spoke in a delicate voice.
"You evil villain, you dare to seek your own death. I will grant your wish."
I saw another ray of sword light piercing through the sky.
As a result, a large amount of demonic energy and dark clouds were broken and dispersed, and the body of Female Venerable Fuling merged into the sword light. The superposition of her magical powers and the power of the sword formation actually transformed into a terrifying small sword.
Demon Lord Huangquan frowned and quietly protected the two people in front of him.
"Blood Demon, this thing is too lethal, go and entangle it."
Upon hearing this, the Blood Demon Palace Master did not react excessively.
Just nodded in agreement.
"it is good."
"Daoist Chi Tian, let's deal with the weaker Master Miao Zhen together."
Although the latter didn't want to listen to Huang Quan's words.
But the other party spoke before him, and what he said was also what he was thinking, so although he felt depressed, he did not refute it.
For the sake of the overall situation, all hatred can be put aside.
Not to mention some face issues.
"……it is good."
Huang Quan was secretly happy, but he saw the sword light coming in an instant, and the Blood Demon Palace Master fully utilized the immortality of the blood path, and his body turned into a real sea of blood. It stretched across the Sword Sect and covered all areas.
There were a large number of corpses floating in the sea of blood.
Bloody corpses containing the power of the blood demon fell from the blood river like dumplings, like dirty bombs, landing on the shield of the sword sect's formation and turning into a ball of blood, like the filthiest thing in the world.
The spiritual light is eroding at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In an instant, the barriers of three sword peaks were destroyed. The demon cultivators howled and rushed into the once peaceful and quiet holy land of cultivation. A large number of sword sect disciples began to die in close combat.
The spilled blood dyed the earth red, and even formed streams of blood, flowing through the mountains and quietly sinking deep into the ground, disappearing to an unknown destination...
Look at the sword light that is the incarnation of Poria cocos.
Being trapped in the sea of blood, it feels like being stuck. All kinds of magical powers in the world have the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint. Sharp objects are most afraid of falling into such a situation.
No matter how sharp the little sword was, it was entangled in the sea of blood.
The more effort you exert, the easier it is to end up in prison, and the more you struggle, the worse the situation will be.
How could Taoist Miaozhen, a fellow disciple, watch his best friend being captured? Although he blamed him for not being cautious enough, he still fled to the sea of blood, hoping to help him.
He was seen offering up his own magical treasure - the Demon-Subduing Zhenwu Sword!
The slender jade hand flicked the sword, and the crisp sword sound actually caused ripples in the space. Wherever the sword sound passed, the sea of blood collapsed and turned into blood water that poured down without any magic.
It seemed that Fuling was about to take the opportunity to escape.
The great red demonic light suddenly appeared, Miao Zhen dodged sideways, but a turbid stream of Yellow Spring surged out from the void, intending to completely envelop him.
The effectiveness of Huangquan Road is known to everyone.
She would not allow it to pounce on her, so she immediately made sword gestures with her hands, and the sword energy in her body burst out at an astonishing speed and was quickly absorbed by the Demon-Slaying Zhenwu Sword.
“——Demon Slayer!”
As if it contained some kind of power to restrain the evil cultivators, the sword light turned into a sword net, forcibly cutting through the turbid Yellow Springs stream. Countless shrill and wailing black smoke floated out of the turbid stream.
Taoist Miaozhen took the opportunity to escape from the encirclement and immediately displayed his magical powers.
In an instant, a giant thousand feet tall rose from the ground. He had six arms, each holding a long sword, a ceremonial crown on his head, and sharp eyebrows and eyes!
The slightly slender body is covered with a demon-slaying cloak.
He wears a Zhenwu jade belt around his waist and Taotie beast boots on his feet.
Protected by the immortal body of Dharma, Miaozhen Taoist nun swung her sword and attacked Huangquan Demon Lord, Chitian Demon Lord and Xuehai at the same time.
With the power of the sword formation, although he only had the second level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, his apparent strength was as fierce as a god of war. Although it was dangerous for him to fight against three people alone, he did not lose the upper hand at all.
When Chi Tian and Huang Quan chose to avoid the attack, the sound of swords rang out in the sea of blood. Fuling used a secret method to finally escape from the sea of blood.
However, half of the seventy-two sword peaks that had been shrouded in the sea of blood for a long time had been completely corroded by the blood corpses that fell from the sky. There were shouts of fighting and killing and flashes of magical powers everywhere.
There are already mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the efficiency of killing is simply jaw-dropping.
He did not dare to delay and immediately used his magic to control the heavens and the earth.
An equally towering giant Dharmakāya appeared next to the six-armed Zhenwu Dharmakāya. Its name was Fuling Jiuwan Dharmakāya. Although it was in human form, it had no arms, but instead nine sword pills spread out in a circle behind its body.
There is a precious Poria cocos flower on the head, emitting bursts of wonderful fragrance.
It is extremely magical.
Chi Tian and Huang Quan did not dare to be negligent. They used the Angry Blood Dharma and the White Bone Demon God Dharma simultaneously. In a blink of an eye, four incarnation gods were confronting each other in the sword formation.
The war is about to enter a white-hot stage.
Let’s look at the fierce battle on Jianfeng Peak.
With the help of the Demon Lords who have transformed into gods, the pressure on many old demons in the Nascent Soul stage was greatly reduced for a while. Although all the 72 peaks of the Sword Sect are ruled by Nascent Soul masters, there are also differences in strength.
The top-ranked sword masters are in the late or perfect realm.
He can deal with demons in the Great Perfection realm, but the Lord of Jianfeng Mountain who is ranked lower will be in trouble. Not to mention an old demon who can rival the Great Perfection realm, even a demon in the late Nascent Soul stage will be extremely difficult to deal with.
I saw the battlefield where Lei Huojun was in charge.
The master of Tianjian Peak trembled as he was stabbed in the back by the sudden appearance of Lei Hou. Sharp nails wrapped in thunder appeared on his chest.
He stared at Lei Huojun in disbelief.
"A thunder beast that has reached perfection?"
This zombie was the thunder spirit corpse that Wang Yu obtained from the thunder pit. After it was transformed into a zombie, it possessed spiritual wisdom. Lei Houjun himself practiced the zombie transformation technique in human form and transformed himself into a thunder Hou.
In essence, the two approaches lead to the same end.
They could even be said to be of the same race. Cultivating and refining corpses was much easier than practicing on his own. In addition, the Thunder Spirit Corpse had excellent aptitude, so he cultivated it to the peak in just a few hundred years.
After refining it into an external incarnation, Lei Hou Jun almost had two lives, and his combat power was unparalleled in the same realm. When facing him, one would face a two-on-one situation.
No one can match him if he can break through to the God Transformation stage.
He will definitely become a powerful man famous throughout the world, and he is not comparable to an ordinary divine cultivator like Chi Tian.
There are many geniuses like him who have reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, but they all lack the opportunity to achieve the first level of Divine Transformation, and there are many with potential among them.
When Wang Yu was not watching the peak battle, most of his attention was focused here. Lei Huo Jun treated him well. When he was weak, he would have been unable to do things under Lei Huo Jun's banner.
Many things may not be accomplished.
He might not be able to smoothly resolve the several conflicts that occurred in Guiling City alone, which was equivalent to his backer when he was weak.
In such a crisis-ridden battlefield, he naturally has to pay more attention and take care of things. Seeing that the master of Tianjian Mountain is about to die, Lei Huojun will also be the first to kill the master of Jianfeng Mountain in this battle.
Wang Yu immediately used the secret method of Sky Lock to extend the silver lock of space, just at this moment.
A cold snort sounded like thunder.
The Sword Sect's latest promoted Divine Transformation cultivator, the Haoran Sword Head appeared on the Tianjian Peak. The colorful Haoran sword energy forced Lei Hou back and protected Tian Jianzi's heart meridian, allowing him to save his life for the time being.
Only then did he look in the direction where the two thunder hounds were standing.
Disgusted.
"How dare you, evil demon, act wildly in front of me?!
"--die!"
The Haoran sword energy has an even greater restraint on the evil cultivators, which naturally also includes the restraint on zombies, ghosts, and monsters. Lei Huojun's eyes widened.
I just felt that my life was over.
If I had known this would happen, I would not have brought Lei Hou here. He could have been reborn with the help of the evil soul-transferring technique. Now I'm afraid that he would end up with two corpses and two lives lost.
At the critical moment, two silver chain wedges suddenly emerged from the void, tightly wrapped around Lei Huojun, and quickly pulled him into the void.
The mighty sword energy whizzed past, cutting a large number of demon cultivators who were plundering wantonly on Tianjian Peak into several pieces.
Haoran Jianshou raised his eyebrows.
"Where are you, rat?"
Wang Yu chuckled.
"The Sword Master is really arrogant. Bullying a Yuanying junior is nothing. I will play with you for a bit."
This swordsman who is only at the first level of the Spiritualization Realm is just right for playing a fake match with him.
Lei Huojun woke up as if from a dream.
Being taken away from the void by Wang Yu, he bowed hurriedly.
"Thank you very much for saving me, Demon Lord Jifa."
Wang Yu shook his head, feeling very emotional.
"Every sip and bite has its own cause and effect. Lord Lei, there is no need to be polite."
(End of this chapter)