Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

The war was about to break out, but Cui Dongcheng received a message at this time. Fang Qingyuan told him before that he would arrive early, but he never contacted Cui Dongcheng again. Now Cui Dongcheng can delay asking questions at this time, which is considered calm. Angry.

Fang Qingyuan used his spiritual consciousness to connect with the token in his arms. The function of this token was similar to the original concentric hammer. The two tokens could transmit some information to each other, but the range was limited and could only be within a hundred miles.

Now that the token is vibrating, it means that Fang Qingyuan is within a hundred miles. This alone is enough for Cui Dongcheng to feel at ease.

On the token, Cui Dongcheng's meaning is also very simple, that is, when Xiong Feng is asked to take action next, he can do it according to Cui Dongcheng's request.

This is also a reasonable request. After Fang Qingyuan responded with his spiritual consciousness on the token, the token fell silent.

This operation was not known to outsiders, and Fang Qingyuan still had time to observe the nearby monks.

Most of the monks' expressions were dull, and they seemed to be used to this. Only some young faces showed nervousness, and they were obviously not used to the large formation of thousands of people.

Some people are scared, and some are excited, but these different mentalities and emotions are all covered up by the body of the mirage dragon.

The huge mirage hovered over the 6,000-person military formation of the Fantasy Sword Alliance. At this time, any personal emotions in the military formation became irrelevant.

Cui Dongcheng finally appeared. He was in the center of the military formation, and the mirage dragon flag stood beside him.

Next to Cui Dongcheng, there is a withered old man. This is the current leader of the Fantasy Sword Alliance, Cui Yuanchen.

Cui Yuanchen's face was a little pale. The continuous wars over the years had also been too much for him as a Jindan monk. He was in the middle stage of Jindan, and his cultivation level was not as high as Cui Dongcheng's.

But with the Nascent Soul Ancestor at the top, his cultivation realm is no longer the most important thing. As the leader of the Fantasy Sword Alliance, he has too many things to worry about.

"Have help been contacted?"

Under the huge flags, Cui Yuanchen asked softly. Cui Dongcheng, who was still focused on the mirage hovering above, quickly answered:

"It's already here, but I don't know where it is yet. But the other party is not a person who changes his mind temporarily. We also signed the contract at the beginning. If he regrets it, he will suffer."

"Hey, it's really helpless to end up like this, but what can you and I do? You have to walk your own path from now on."

After a brief sigh of emotion, Cui Yuanchen gently touched the bronze oil lamp hidden in his arms, with a complicated expression on his face.

But Cui Dongcheng hesitated to speak, and finally fell into deliberate calm.

There is no one else around the two of them, but even so, some words cannot be said directly, some things are not worth mentioning, and there are no three or two. Once they are called, Qianjin cannot stop it.

As time passed, the 8,000-man military formation of the Baishan Sword Sect in the distance also advanced to the front of the Ruijin League.

Facing the Ruijin Alliance's unusually large military formation, many monks from the Baishan Sword Sect felt in disbelief.

For ten years, Ruijin League has been adopting a passive defense. Except for the initial confrontation between the two sides, the rest of the time was a boring war of attrition.

Is it going to be a life and death battle today?

This thought flashed through the minds of many monks. After the excitement, they felt relief. They had had enough of this kind of life.

"Five Elements Sword Formation, open!"

No nonsense, as orders came from the Baishan Sword Sect's military formation, the five five-element sword pillars carried by the giant camel turtle all rose into the air and turned into five huge sword shadows fifty feet long. It made a mysterious arc and smashed towards the Ruijin Allied Formation in the distance.

And in the sky above the Ruijin Allied Forces Formation in the distance, a golden magic sword also appeared, which blocked the blow abruptly.

This scene made the monks of the Fantasy Sword Alliance very excited. However, with this dazzling scene, the faces of many monks in the 8,000-person military formation suddenly turned pale.

"Quickly, take the Qi-restoring elixir, and don't resist the command flag in your hand extracting mana from your body. Hold on."

Voices of encouragement and coercion appeared in every corner of the Baishan Sword Sect. The price paid for such a powerful blow was that all the mana in the bodies of many monks was drained, but even so, the 'Wanxiang Sword Formation' could not It will not be satisfied, it is thirsty for more mana.

"Boom boom boom!"

After five consecutive blasts, the battle was officially launched.

After the Baishan Sword Sect and the Ruijin League faced off, the Fantasy Sword League was not idle, and chose to attack the turtle shell of the Houtu League. However, the huge mirage dragon was not suitable for attacking. Facing the Houtu League, The protective formation set up by the Turkish League made the battle between the two sides more like a routine matter.

Unlike the Baishan Sword Sect and the Ruijin Alliance, where new hatreds are added to old hatreds, and there is also a dispute over ideas on the road of swordsmanship. Both sides want to kill each other, so how can they hold back.

So it was really hot right from the start, and the scene was really extremely hot.

There was another fierce clash of giant swords, and some of the miscellaneous monks at the corners of the Baishan Sword Sect's military formation fell silently.

They were all withered, and all their mana and origin had been absorbed by the command flags in their hands, becoming capital for the Baishan Sword Sect to consume as much as they wanted.

"Ah, I can't stand it anymore, I want to go home!"

A cry sounded, but the next moment, a sharp sword light flashed, and the monk who broke down and shouted was beheaded with one blow.

"If you dare to shake the morale of the army, you will end up like this. If you put down the token, you will die immediately. Keep pumping mana into the token, don't stop."

Several monks wearing the costumes of the core disciples of the Baishan Sword Sect looked at everyone coldly. One of them pulled out the sword in his hand. It seemed that this person had just drawn the sword.

This kind of situation can be seen everywhere in the corners of the Baishan Sword Sect military formation. In the military formation of 8,000 people, there are many low-level monks. Many of them are participating in this level of war for the first time. It can also be seen from this that Baishan The situation of the Sword Sect has reached such a state.

The bloody pressure shocked everyone, so everyone could only continue to channel mana into the greedy flag with fear.

Compared with the Baishan Sword Sect, which has begun to die, the situation on the Fantasy Sword League side is not bad. Although the scale of the command flag in Fang Qingyuan's hand has been turned to the fifth level, it can still be sustained for many monks in the middle and late stages of Qi training. live.

However, Fang Qingyuan's thoughts were not here at this time. Because he had practiced the soul method "Yindu Black Law Soul Binding Curse", he seemed to be particularly sensitive to the soul's yin energy. At this time, he discovered something unusual. The place.

Just when the Baishan Sword Sect started killing people, Fang Qingyuan discovered that the soul of the dead monk did not immediately dissipate into the heaven and earth, but was attracted by the earth and sank into the land.

The soul of the Qi Practitioner is very thin because it has not been established, and it is basically unable to achieve the level of a Yin Shen leaving the body.

Because the Foundation Establishment Monk has passed the Foundation Establishment Pass, his soul and body complement each other. As his cultivation deepens, his soul will become more powerful. Even when his body dies, he can still stay in the world for a short time. Even if it happens just right If you meet a suitable Qi-training monk, you can forcefully try the trick of seizing a body and being reborn.

The soul of a Golden Core cultivator is even more powerful. After the physical body dies, as long as the soul can be preserved, it can survive in the world, and even turn to the ghost path and have a chance to pursue the great path.