Immortal and Demon Cultivation

There is a long-standing formula in the cultivation world regarding the subdivision of combat power.

Two people of the same realm are equal to three people if one level is different.

A difference of two levels reduces the power by half, and a difference of three levels reduces the power by one.

The meaning of the first two sentences is easy to understand. Under the same level, a mid-level cultivator can beat two early-level cultivators, and a peak cultivator can beat two mid-level cultivators.

When there is a difference of one level, the early-level cultivator is equivalent to three peak-level cultivators of the lower level.

For example, a mid-level master can deal with two early-level masters, or four early-level masters.

And a peerless master of the early-level heavenly man realm can deal with three first-class masters of the peak-level spiritual silence realm.

By analogy, a master of the early-level heavenly man realm can deal with three peak-level masters, or six mid-level masters, or twelve early-level masters.

When there is a difference of two levels, the situation changes.

For example, a master of the early-level immortal realm, according to the first sentence, should have combat power equivalent to three peak-level heavenly men, or six mid-level heavenly men, or twelve early-level heavenly men.

Converting the combat power to the peak of the spiritual silence realm, it is thirty-six.

As I said before, human power is limited. Even the peerless masters of the longevity realm are human beings, not gods. The level and combat power are not one plus one.

That's why there is a difference of two levels minus half.

In other words, a peerless master in the early stage of longevity is only equivalent to eighteen peaks of the spiritual silence realm at most.

A difference of three levels, three minus one.

The combat power of the Xumi early stage is equal to three peaks of longevity, or six middle stages of longevity, or twelve early stages of longevity.

A difference of two levels, that is, compared with the peak of the spiritual silence, is four hundred and thirty-two.

More than four hundred spiritual silence masters cast spells at the same time, and their energy converges to one point, which is enough to destroy the world.

The Xumi early stage is not so strong, so there is a three minus one.

That is one third.

The combat power of a big man in the Xumi early stage is about equal to more than one hundred and forty masters of the spiritual silence peak realm.

Of course, this is just a simple measurement of combat power.

If a master in the Xumi realm has a heavenly treasure in his hand, his combat power will be greatly increased.

For example, in the battle of the Great Snow Mountain ten years ago, Xuanying relied on the powerful domain power arranged by the Six Paths of Samsara to easily strangle hundreds of heavenly masters, including peerless masters in the Spiritual Silence Realm and even the Heavenly Man Realm.

The storyteller's combat power is comparable to the peak of the Xumi realm, and he is one of the strongest people in the Three Realms.

If his age is ignored, his combat power is probably equivalent to hundreds of people in the peak of the Spiritual Silence Realm, and will never exceed one thousand.

Facing the endless sword formation activated by more than a thousand Spiritual Silence masters at this moment, the storyteller only took a glance and knew that he had no chance of winning this battle.

It's not because he is old, his cultivation has been discounted, and he is not at the peak of his life.

It's because the infinite sword formation that appeared at this moment is just the tip of the iceberg of the huge Samsara formation, and it is Yu Jizi's small test.

Even if he waits to resolve this wave of tens of thousands of giant sword attacks, what about the next wave?

With the magic power of the God-Slaying Sword and the infinite evil spirit contained in the Samsara Array, Yu Jizi can at least activate more than 20 waves of ten thousand swords.

The old storyteller's previous understanding of the Samsara Array was all passed down by the ancestors, which was a bit of a theory.

Only when you really face this array can you appreciate the horror of this array! Yu Jizi's voice slowly sounded, saying: "Don't say that this seat bullies you, you make the first move."

The old storyteller's face was stern, he slowly stepped forward and raised his arms.

Facing this Xumi strongman, Yu Jizi naturally did not dare to neglect him.

Looking at the old storyteller's posture, he must be using a powerful and peerless secret method! So, tens of thousands of single-color giant swords made a buzzing sound at the same time, like thunder, and all the swords were facing the old storyteller.

Just wait for the old storyteller to cast a spell, and thousands of powerful giant swords will shoot down.

The old storyteller spoke, his tone was calm and his voice was ethereal.

He said: "It is worthy of being the first strange formation in the Three Realms. It is amazing, amazing! I am convinced! I am convinced with my whole body!"

After saying that, he fell to the ground, really fell to the ground with his whole body! This scene was obviously beyond everyone's expectations! Yu Jizi looked at the old storyteller in astonishment, Yuan Xiaolou and Fan Tong also looked at the fat old man in confusion from a distance.

What's going on? The fight hasn't even started yet, why did this old man lie on the ground and admit defeat?

He is a Xumi strongman, the top master in the Three Realms?

He doesn't even care about his face?

Yu Jizi took a while to recover and said, "You...what do you mean?

With your cultivation level, you have a chance to break this formation.

How can you be...so unbearable?

Don't you even care about your dignity?

How can such a style be worthy of your profound cultivation?

How can it be worthy of the word Xumi on your body?"

The storyteller was still lying on the ground. Although he admitted defeat physically, his voice was still ethereal.

He said, "I originally thought that since Ye Xiaochuan was able to break out of the reincarnation formation ten years ago, with my cultivation level and the fact that this place is not the main formation eye of the reincarnation formation, I must have a chance.

When facing this magic array at this moment, I finally understood that even though this is just the periphery of the Samsara Magic Array, the array eyes of the magic array are connected to each other through the Yin Meridian. The power exerted may not be as strong as the main array eye, but the power is definitely not something that one or two Xumi strongmen can handle.

The reason why Ye Xiaochuan was able to escape is because he has the Chaos Bell that ignores all laws. I don’t have this kind of rare treasure.

Since I know that I can’t break it, I won’t waste time and energy.

This is the intersection of Cangyun Mountain and Qilin Mountain. There are countless cultivators within hundreds of miles. If I and you stay here for too long, it will definitely attract countless cultivators to come here.

At that time, your reputation will be ruined.

Although you are full of demonic energy, I know that you have become what you are today for the sake of the people of the world.

I believe that you still have some conscience. If the celestial cultivators come to Cangyun Mountain, you will definitely open this reincarnation formation to deal with the invading enemies from the celestial realm.

You are responsible for saving billions of lives in the world, so I am willing to wait for death.

Before I die, I only hope that you can let Xiaolou and the giant panda go..." Yu Jizi sneered and said, "I didn't expect that you still care about my reputation?

Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish.

Don't worry, I won't kill Xiaolou, and I can assure you that I will never fall into the devil's way. As long as I am still alive, the heavens will never destroy my human civilization!"

After that, thousands of monochrome giant swords shot down at the storyteller who was lying on the ground waiting to die.

Yuan Xiaolou was shocked and rushed over from a distance, shouting, "Grandpa! "

Holding her trump card, she smashed dozens of giant swords that were slashing down, and Fan Tong waved his huge bear paw to smash some giant swords.

But the number of giant swords was too many.

In the blink of an eye, the man and the bear were submerged in the giant swords.

At the same time, countless giant swords had already bombarded the area where the storyteller was lying.

There was a loud bang, and the earth shook.

In the loud noise, only Yuan Xiaolou's shrill cry could be heard: "Grandpa!"