Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou were both top masters among the young disciples. The total number of cyan and white air swords they activated exceeded fifteen thousand.

The densely packed air swords illuminated the dark night sky, shooting like locusts like a rainstorm at the monks from the Fire Department on the opposite side.

When the monks from the Fire Department reacted, the air swords all over the sky had already appeared in front of them.

However, it is unrealistic to think that these dazzling air swords alone can cause any harm to more than a thousand Lihuo monks.

The four major sword arts of Cangyun Sect, no, since Ye Xiaochuan handed over the twenty-one true magical powers more than ten years ago, they have regained their former glory and become the six major sword arts of Cangyun Sect.

Among these six sword techniques, the most powerful one is naturally the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder True Technique, followed by the Beidou God-killing True Technique, the third is the Killing God Leading Sword Technique, and the fourth is the Eight Forms of the Divine Sword. The most powerful of the Eight Forms of Divine Sword are not the air swords that are transformed and condensed by the true energy, but the last form of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, which uses the true energy of the body to condense thousands of air swords into one. Great sword, practiced to the extreme, God can block and kill God, Buddha

Block and kill Buddha.

The air swords that Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou activated at the same time seemed to be huge in number, but they were just a showpiece. They were fine for hitting one or two people, but it was useless against thousands of masters.

Just like when Ye Xiaochuan competed against Sun Yao in the Cangyun Sect's internal competition, he brazenly launched the third phantom sword style of the Eight Divine Sword Styles as soon as he came on stage.

It's beautiful, but it doesn't have any lethality. In Xiaochi's words, the silver-like wax gun tip is more attractive than useful.

The air swords that filled the sky and the ground turned into a rain of swords, and shot towards the monks from the Lihuo Department.

The people behind did not move at all. Only the dozens of monks in front activated their magic weapons and blocked all the air swords. None of the air swords penetrated the enemy's formation.

With his advanced cultivation and wide knowledge, Ye Xiaochuan has no hope for his Ten Thousand Swords Style.

This is a signal.

The signal to start the fight.

Ye Xiaochuan has not been a decisive and ruthless person since he was a child. Many times, he does not have any strong opinions and only knows how to eat, drink and have fun all day long.

However, he was very clear about right and wrong.

The enemy is the enemy, and kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

The evil god said that if you want to be civilized, you have to experience the pain of civilization.

And this pain is catastrophe.

Facing the unparalleled catastrophe, those big men in the world were still watching on the sidelines, conserving their strength. It was as if their heads were pinched by a big iron door eighteen times, and then three kilograms of mercury and nine kilograms of cement were poured into them.

The jade slips in the cave clearly record every catastrophe. In the previous catastrophic battles between heaven and earth, did the heavenly army have any mercy in that battle?

Passing through the city and slaughtering the city, passing through the village and annihilating the village, regardless of the old or the weak, regardless of women and children, all were wiped out in ashes under the iron cavalry of the heavenly army.

After almost every catastrophe, human civilization will regress to the barbaric age.

The millions of troops and hundreds of thousands of monks in the heavenly world are not here for sightseeing, but they are here to burn their ancestral temples, kill their creatures, and destroy their civilization.

Faced with this group of extremely vicious enemies who want to kill all living creatures in the world, as long as we seize the opportunity, we must give them a fatal blow.

In the battle of Eagle Beak Cliff, more than 40 million warriors were mobilized in the human world, and the six legions of the heavens were besieged at all costs. What was their purpose? Isn’t it just to complete the victory in one battle?

There are more than 400,000 human cultivators gathered in Qixing Mountain. There are only 180,000 cultivators from the Six Tribes of Heaven and Humanity, but they are having a confrontation with them? Are those good and evil bosses just full of dung beetles living in their heads?

If we don't take the opportunity to severely damage the Six Divisions of Heaven and Human Beings now, the consequences will be serious.

First, southern Xinjiang will suffer.

Secondly, the entire human world will suffer.

In a few years, the second wave of the heavenly army will descend to the realm, and another 200,000 cultivators will arrive. The millions of cultivators in Middle-earth will face hundreds of thousands of masters from the six tribes of heaven and humans. I'm afraid they will die miserably, right?

Catastrophe is not a small business where Guan Shaoqin calculates gains and losses all day long, nor is it a weapon used by Qiankunzi to suppress Cangyun Sect. If we want to resolve the catastrophe, we must concentrate all the power of the world.

Ye Xiaochuan thought to himself, don't you all the good and evil bosses want to preserve your strength? If you don't fight, I will force you to fight.

After a wave of sword rain attacks, he flew against the sky and shouted: "Kill!"

What else is there to say?

Yang Jiu and the Cangyun Sect Sword Immortal both roared and rushed forward. After Zhou Wu's expression changed several times, he drew out his sword and shouted: "Kill!"

Zhou Wu is a famous disciple of the Nanhai Xiaoyao Sect. As soon as his order came out, more than two thousand Nanhai disciples behind him immediately formed a small formation in small groups, throwing away all the magic weapons they could.

Mi Si didn't expect Ye Xiaochuan to be so courageous and actually dare to stir up trouble.

The monks from the Ministry of Fire almost all practice the flame attribute of the Five Elements, and their attack power is very powerful. Although they are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, Mi Si does not feel that they will suffer.

If you want to fight, fight.

"Set up the formation!"

Mi Si gave the order decisively.

Fourteen to five hundred cultivators from the Fire Department immediately formed a huge formation, with six or seven people in a team, six or seventy people in a group, and six or seven hundred people in a formation.

A huge wall of fire appeared in mid-air, and the blazing flames were burning fiercely.

Almost none of the sword techniques and magic weapons unleashed by human cultivators can penetrate the huge wall of burning flames.

In less than a dozen breaths, the Lihuo monk launched a counterattack.

Hundreds of flaming beasts suddenly roared out from the wall of fire.

There are many kinds of spirit beasts transformed by flames, including dragons, unicorns, phoenixes, goats, rocs, koi, giant deer, tigers, etc. Without exception, they are all legendary auspicious beasts.

The cultivators on earth immediately activated their magic weapons to attack those flame beasts, but the beasts were all condensed by flame spirit power. After being penetrated, they would turn into fire balls and fall from the sky, which could not cause any harm to the cultivators of the Lihuo Department.

"Flower racks!"

Ye Xiaochuan squinted at the flame beasts. He could even capture the God of Fire Zhuo, so these flame beasts in front of him were not a big deal for him.

The Lihuo Department is very powerful, but the power of the flame attribute lies in long-range attack. If you want to defeat these Lihuo cultivators, the most direct and simple way is to rush up to them and engage in close combat with them.

Seeing that the attack of the cultivators on earth was blocked by the fire wall and countless flame beasts, Ye Xiaochuan shouted: "Fugui!"

"Ka!"

A phoenix cry suddenly sounded on the rumbling battlefield, breaking through the clouds. Then, a white light seemed to fall from the Milky Way in the sky, and the white light wrapped a little bird. It was the divine bird Bingluan who squatted on Yun Qiyou's shoulder all day and liked to laugh at Ye Xiaochuan.