Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Through Everything.

The mana of the foundation-building cultivators exploded with extremely strong destructive power, and even the cultivators in the flying boat were affected and felt palpitations.

The flying boat where Chen Xuan was was shaking all the time.

There was a dead silence.

The strength of the magic-based cultivators was obviously stronger than that of the foundation-building cultivators.

In the same battle of ten people, only two of the opponents died and two were seriously injured, and there were still six magic-based cultivators who could fight.

Let alone fighting, even if they got a little closer, they would be torn into pieces by the terrifying mana.

"Daoyou, it's still time to retreat!"

The opponent's Demon Pill Ancestor shouted coldly, and his voice spread throughout the battlefield.

The Jindan Zhenren of the sect gave a loud order: "All troops are dispatched. Kill a demon-based cultivator and you will be rewarded with 5,000 merits and a miniature spiritual vein!"

"Ten thousand merits of the sect will be rewarded with a medium-grade foundation-building pill! Twenty thousand merits will be rewarded with a small spiritual vein and the establishment of a cultivation family!"

There must be brave men under heavy rewards.

With a command, more than a hundred flying boats rushed towards the direction of the Demon Sect, fighting hand-to-hand.

Being in the flying boat, Chen Xuan still felt a sense of oppression from the soul.

He did not open the sky eye.

The battle ahead was dazzling, with black air lingering, and it was barely possible to see the figures and movements of both sides.

As time went on, cultivators continued to fall or escape with serious injuries.

The flying boats of the two sides bombarded each other. After closing the distance, with a command, the cultivators on both sides rushed into the other flying boat like pirates and fought hand-to-hand.

With the battlefield as the center, the spiritual light and magic energy of various magic weapons flashed and bombarded each other, and monks and demons were constantly injured and fell.

Chen Xuan was swept up by the crowd and followed the team forward, finally coming to the forefront of the flying boat.

The monks in front of him either rushed into the opponent's flying boat or fell from this flying boat.

At this time, let alone brushing Taoism, it was good enough to survive.

Chen Xuan's heart was lifted up and he took a deep breath.

The Qinglong Bell was raised and expanded to a size of ten feet, protecting in front.

Sure enough, at least a dozen talismans were blocked by the Qinglong Bell, and the jingling sound continued.

Zou Xuanqun, the captain of the flying boat, couldn't help but cheer.

"Good boy, keep going!"

He had just finished speaking.

The black flying boat on the opposite side suddenly shot out thick magic energy cannons.

The Qinglong Bell was hit by a magic energy cannon and wailed.

The Azure Dragon Bell that could resist the foundation-building cultivators was blown away by a single shot, breaking into several pieces.

The flying boat where Chen Xuan was was hit by the magic cannon and was shaking!

With a sharp pain in his soul and a trembling heart, he quickly collected the damaged Azure Dragon Bell.

Fortunately, Zou Xuanqun activated the defense array in time and strengthened the defense of the flying boat, so that the magic cannon did not cause too much damage.

"Charge!"

Amid a series of urgings, Chen Xuan flew out and cooperated with his teammates to attack the opponent's magic boat.

For a while, all kinds of magic weapons, as well as various spells and talismans, turned into various colors of spiritual light, hitting the magic boat's protective array like a storm, and the protective array was constantly shaking.

At the same time, the muzzles on the magic boat continuously fired magic cannons.

Some monks who failed to dodge were hit by the magic cannon without making any sound, and their bodies melted away and disappeared without a trace.

Even for the foundation-building monks, their bodies could not withstand the attack of the magic cannon.

The battlefield was tragic.

Tens of thousands of monks on both sides lost 30% in less than half an hour.

"Boom!"

Zou Xuanqun drove the flying boat and fired the powerful spiritual light cannon, finally penetrating the defense formation of the magic boat. The hull was blown up and could not fly in the air. It fell like a big bird and finally crashed into the ground, with black smoke billowing.

The surrounding monks rushed over like crazy and killed the injured magic base monks one by one.

"Meritorious sect! Mine, mine, all mine!"

A casual foundation-building monk shouted like crazy.

However, a ghost that lost its master suddenly appeared, bit his neck, and devoured his soul.

The smile of the casual cultivator who was building the foundation had not yet subsided, and he lost consciousness. When he fell, he still held the head of a demon cultivator in his hand.

All the cultivators were crazy and could not hold back at all.

Generally speaking, in the same level, demon cultivators are stronger than spiritual cultivators.

Even the sect cultivators are a few points worse than the demon cultivators of the same level.

This can be seen from the fight just now.

If it is a family cultivator or a casual cultivator, it is far inferior to the demon cultivator of the same level.

However, the number of Taoist cultivators is four or five times that of demon cultivators.

With more people fighting fewer, with more people overcoming fewer people, for a while, the demon sect was unable to resist and retreated step by step.

Chen Xuan took a drop of ten thousand year spiritual milk to keep his mana and consciousness in full condition.

As soon as he arrived at the ninth heaven of the fantasy world, he was recruited to this Taoist battlefield as a casual cultivator.

In the battlefield, there are tens of thousands of cultivators, and the worst is also in the late stage of Qi training.

There were more than 300 foundation-building cultivators.

The commanders of both sides were Jindan Zhenren and Modan Patriarch.

The Dao Sect had already planned to attack the Mo Sect this time.

Therefore, the number of cultivators launched was four or five times that of the opponent.

This also gave the Dao Sect an advantage quickly.

Suddenly, Chen Xuan felt something in his heart, and a warning sign emerged. Without thinking, his figure suddenly flashed.

The next moment!

A magic cannon emitting a destructive aura passed by him three feet away.

Chen Xuan was shivering with fear, and a strong smell of blood was wafting over him.

Turning around, he saw a foundation-building cultivator next to him who was hit by a magic cannon, and his lower body had disappeared.

He opened his mouth, as if he didn't believe what was happening in front of him. Before he could say anything, blood gushed out of his mouth and his body fell from midair.

Even if he was at the foundation-building stage, being hit by a magic cannon would mean death.

Until now, the Dao Gong value that Chen Xuan had obtained in the eighth heaven of the fantasy world was still zero.

"Increase the attack, the Demon Sect is about to lose!"

Someone shouted loudly.

Sure enough, the Demon Sect only had twenty magic flying boats, and the personnel were insufficient, so they kept retreating.

Not long after, they all retreated to the sect.

The Demon Sect activated the mountain protection formation for defense.

However, under the attack of the large-caliber spiritual light cannon of the warship, the mountain protection formation could not hold up and became increasingly dim.

After resisting more than a dozen rounds of warship spiritual light cannons, it finally couldn't hold on and let out a wail. After the protective light shield broke, it disappeared.

"Everyone listen to my order, kill!"

The Jindan Zhenren turned into a stream of light and flew to the gate of the Demon Sect first.

More than a hundred elite foundation-building cultivators of the sect followed closely behind.

All the remaining cultivators also rushed in.

However, the Demon Sect's Demon Dan Patriarch was still there, and thousands of demon cultivators took advantage of the terrain and waited in the gate.

A more tragic close combat began.

Cultivators continued to fall.

Chen Xuan had long lost the intention to brush up his Dao Gong.

He followed Zou Xuanqun and other three foundation-building cultivators and hid behind them.

No mistakes, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

A team of seven people, just rushed into the gate of the Demon Sect, and a cultivator screamed, was ambushed by the demon-based cultivator, and sucked dry.

"Let's do it together, and make a quick decision!" Zou Xuanqun said in a low voice.

"Good!"

Everyone agreed.

Six cultivators, all kinds of magic weapons, magic instruments, spells, and talismans were activated at the same time.

The demon-based cultivator was completely unable to resist. The protective magic shield just lit up and broke instantly. His body was blasted into a meat pie, and he was completely inhuman.

Chen Xuan glanced at the protective jade pendant.

Just now, he also made a move, and the Qingmu sword stabbed the demon-based cultivator with a sword, gaining 300 Dao Gong.

Along the way, the six people kept encountering scattered demon cultivators.

Some turned around and ran when they saw them, and some tried to fight them desperately.

But under the attack of the six people's magic weapons, they all died in a few breaths.

The Dao Gong rose all the way, and accumulated more than 900.

The demon cultivators killed by the six people, the storage bags and magic instruments were collected by Zou Xuanqun.

"First focus on fighting, and all the spoils obtained will be distributed according to merit after returning."

Everyone nodded.

"Boom!"

At this time, there was another explosion in the sky.

The Jindan Zhenren and the Modan Patriarch started fighting in the sky.

Chen Xuan squinted his eyes and couldn't see the figures of the two people at all.

I only saw the spiritual light and the black air intertwined with each other, and from time to time, the outlines of magic weapons and magic treasures appeared, emitting terrifying power.

"Don't worry about them, it's important for us to get more merits!"

"Good! Let's go!"

The six people killed their way in.

We ushered in waves of demon cultivators.

Fortunately, there were few demon cultivators, and even fewer who were in groups.

This allowed Zou Xuanqun, Chen Xuan and others to fight with more people and sweep all the way.

Three foundation-building and three Qi training were perfect, and one of them was in the late stage of foundation-building. When they encountered scattered demon cultivators, the battle was no suspense.

The killing continued.

Chen Xuan's Daogong value rose smoothly to more than 1,600.

It's comfortable. If I mix it for a while, I can reach 2,000. Can I pass the level?

I can also exchange the sect merits from Zou Xuanqun for a lot of spirit stones.

Chen Xuan thought happily.

However, he was too happy too early.

The demon-based cultivators who rarely traveled together actually met three people at once this time.

There were more than ten Qi-training demon cultivators behind them.

When the two teams met, there was no dialogue, and they used their trump cards.

The leading demon-based cultivator raised a ghost banner, and dozens of ghosts rushed over with their fangs and claws.

"Be careful!"

The jade ruler in Zou Xuanqun's hand emitted a burst of white light, and an invisible defense wall was erected in front to block those ghosts.

However, the opponent raised his hand and raised a pitch-black iron tower, covering the six people.

Chen Xuan and others quickly dodged.

However, one Qi-training cultivator was a little slow and was covered by the pitch-black iron tower. The black light flashed, and he was refined into ashes by the evil spirit in it.

The team lost another person.

Zou Xuanqun was furious and fought with the other side.

Two of his foundation-building cultivators also faced two demon-building cultivators at the same time.

The dozen or so Qi-cultivating demon cultivators behind rushed forward.

Another Qi-cultivating cultivator was so scared that he turned around and ran away.

"Come back!"

Zou Xuanqun shouted angrily.

The Qi-cultivating cultivator didn't run far before he was caught by several ghosts and screamed as his essence was sucked away.

He turned into dried meat.

At this time, Chen Xuan didn't hide his weakness.

He flashed and blocked the dozen or so Qi-cultivating demon cultivators.

Sky Eye!

After opening the Sky Eye, the blue lotus of thunder in the dantian bloomed, and the green tree of the internal organs shone.

With just one sword, the Qingmu Sword, which exuded the power of azure thunder, destroyed all the dozen attacks!

"Good boy, you are hiding your true strength, everyone come together!"

A Qi-cultivating demon cultivator shouted.

However, before he could finish his words, he was horrified to find something new on his face.

It seemed like a ladybug, but it was a little bigger, with wings on the back, sharp teeth and sharp mouths, and a transparent body that was looming.

"It's the Soul-Devouring Worm!"

A cold mouthpiece pierced into the skin on the face, and the Qi-training demon cultivator twitched all over and screamed in abrupt voice.