Super Shinto

At this moment, Bai Ziyue really felt a sense of joy in his heart.

This kind of speed has far surpassed that of the original soul-controlling demon king, more than twice as fast as the opponent, and three times faster than his previous speed.

"However, the speed of this great supernatural power is as fast as possible, but the consumption of divine thoughts is also very terrifying.

With the strength of my current spiritual sense, even if I use it with all my strength, I can only use it for a few minutes, and the power of the divine mind in my body will be exhausted. "

Bai Ziyue also discovered the disadvantages while using it.

After all, the great supernatural power itself is a suitable method for those who are strong in the Golden Core Realm. Although a cultivator in the Divine Realm can practice, the consumption is often unbearable, let alone he directly raised it to perfection. The consumption will also be greater.

So soon, Bai Ziyue changed to shrinking the ground to make an inch, and hurried on the road at the speed of shrinking the land to make an inch.

In this way, the consumption of divine sense was greatly reduced, and while he was on his way, Bai Ziyue Tuntian Divine Transformation Art was also running automatically, recovering the power of divine sense, which could be maintained for a long time.

Although it is not as fast as when using Thunder Escaping Light, it is not too slow.

……

Friends are here, we have a small gathering, and I will write another chapter as soon as possible.

Chapter 545 Bai Ziyue makes a move

Langdang Mountain does not refer to a single mountain, but a collective name for hundreds of undulating peaks.

Bai Ziyue shrunk the ground to an inch, hurried on the road, and after an hour, he had already entered the Langdang Mountain area.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that his soul energy value was rising rapidly.

"Soul energy +562132, +42324, +4622, +87433..."

The increase in soul energy with different values ​​immediately cheered him up, and he soon realized that he was close to the battlefield.

However, what happened at this time was obviously not a large-scale battle, but a battle between the two sides in pursuit and occasional contact.

This kind of fighting is often fierce and fast.

Seeing this, Bai Ziyue slowed down, and then approached the battlefield.

……

In a mountain depression, monks from both sides were fighting frantically, one of them was wearing a unified monk uniform, spells, and magic weapons, most of which had the power of burning flames when they attacked.On the other side, most of them are dressed in black, and all kinds of filthy magic weapons and things that hurt people's blood and ghosts emerge in an endless stream.

It was a battle of encounters between a sect disciple and a demon cultivator.

The number of powerhouses on both sides is equal, five or six cultivators from the Divine Realm are leading dozens of cultivators from the Enlightenment Realm to fight, which is particularly fierce.

On the ground, the earth was split open, the fire was flooded, and it was scorched black. There were more than [-] monks' corpses lying on the ground.

"kill!"

"go to hell!"

A demon monk made a move, and a large area of ​​strange phosphorescence flew out. A disciple couldn't dodge in time, and was covered on the spot. His entire face turned into a skeleton in the blink of an eye. He fell to the ground before he could make a scream.

A monk threw out a small black knife, and with a quick swipe of the knife, the head of a demon cultivator shot up into the sky strangely.

The two sides are coming and going, obviously in a state of even strength.

"Not good, another batch came."

In the middle of the battlefield, a sect cultivator suddenly turned pale and shouted.

In the distance, more than a dozen demonic monks in black rushed out.

Among these demon monks, there are three strong men at the level of the gods, and one of them has a red token hanging on his body. He is obviously an elite disciple of the real demon sect, and his strength is often stronger than that of ordinary disciples.

Not to mention that the magic cultivator's immortal realm has reached the middle stage of the divine realm, surpassing them by a fraction.

"Damn it? Wu Tong, didn't you say that there is no one around?"

One person panicked and shouted in a hurry.

"Who knows where they were hiding just now? Rewind!"

The monk named Wu Tong was also anxious on his face. Shouting in his mouth, he quickly took out a large piece of talisman and fired it out.

The demon cultivators on the other side who wanted to force them retreated temporarily, allowing them to escape smoothly.

Other monks also made moves one after another, using all kinds of talismans and spells quickly.

However, the demon cultivators obviously also found that reinforcements were coming from their side, and they were all shocked, and under tremendous pressure, they crazily pestered them.

"Hahaha... kill me!"

The elite disciple of the True Demon Sect laughed out loud, and immediately shot out a long white bone sword from his hand.

The other two god-level powerhouses beside him also sacrificed their magic weapons immediately, their eyes crazy and excited.

"die!"

The three magical treasures rushed towards the sect monks at the level of the gods.

"It's over!"

There was a look of despair in their eyes.

Originally, they were evenly matched with the demon cultivators on the other side, but they couldn't resist the intervention of the three demon cultivators at the divine level.

Just at this moment, a flying sword, almost reaching the extreme, came lasing.

"kindness?"

The elite disciple of the True Demon Sect had a sharp sense of consciousness, and vaguely sensed something. He widened his eyes, and suddenly saw a flying sword flashing like light, piercing through their magic weapon in an instant, and coming to him.

"what?"

His heart skipped a beat. He didn't notice anyone approaching at all, and there was almost no one in the distance of several kilometers. Where did the flying sword come from?

Not caring about the backlash of the magic weapon being destroyed, he hastily activated a third-grade high-level defensive talisman that he carried with him.

This was the spoil he had obtained by beheading a cultivator at the early stage of the Divine Realm. The other party was attacked by him and had no time to use it, but it was cheaper for him.

However, it also takes time from turning his thoughts to activating the defensive talisman, but Feijian is too fast, the wave of his divine thoughts has just been generated, and Feijian is already approaching.

With a sound of 'wave', his head was pierced.

He also fell before he could activate this third-grade high-level defensive talisman.