Refining Heaven and Earth
Chapter 1438: War of the Saints (5)
Three thousand roads, different routes!
Everyone knows a sentence, not only the saints but also those who are new to martial arts, but who can really understand the meaning of this sentence?
Suddenly, Fang Bai's mind seemed to flash a bright light, suddenly bright!
There are countless avenues between heaven and earth, and the practice is different. Even if they are the same, each person has different talents and strengths.
But in the end, cultivation always returns to its roots, and there is no distinction or limitation of Taoism.
Fang Bai was very determined that Feng Lixi was not practicing Kendo, but the sword just now could not be done by Fang Bai.
I have seen the sword of Ziyu Nong, the first sword in ancient times, although it is restricted by cultivation, the deficiency of that kind of information is obvious.
The sword of Ziyu Nong's heyday will definitely be stronger than this sword, but it may not be able to cut out the charm of Tao and the charm of Tao!
Feng Lixi's invincible recklessness is not for no reason. The idiot can give her Qingmu Ding to her, which is more sufficient to illustrate her strength.
At this moment, Fang Bai really realized how strong Fenglixi was, she had been hiding her strength.
boom!
There was another roar. The last person who besieged the Golden-winged Dapeng was beheaded and killed. Fang Bai returned to God and looked at the distant battlefield. The situation in the Temple of War became increasingly optimistic.
"Back!"
Feng Lixi's words were spit out of Fang Bai's mouth, which was particularly weird, but it did not affect the retreat of the people in the Temple of War. The light curtain of the sky shone from time to time.
Gaze glanced over, there were only 91 people left in the Temple of War, the familiar figure disappeared, Fang Bai was inexplicably sad, and the atmosphere was dignified to the extreme.
Looking at the crowds in the distance, the face is even more ugly. Twenty-three people have been killed in battle in less than half an hour before and after the war. What is more terrible is that there were 16 saints in the middle of the war. Instead, there were only seven in the early stage people.
In the middle of the thirty-seven saints, nearly half died during the war. How should I return to the flood?
Han Di didn't expect such a heavy loss, and in his consciousness did not expect such a heavy loss. Even if he finally wins Aoki Ding, he should not pay such a heavy price.
Frenzy, a world created by a god, with rules that are complete but not a century old, how could such a powerful fighting force erupt?
Aoki tripod!
A hot glow emerged in Han Di's eyes and attributed it all to Qingmu Ding.
"Since you are looking for death, the old man will do you well!"
Han Di's cold words fell, and the atmosphere became more dignified. The loss to this point was beyond the scope of Han Di's tolerance. Therefore, he must pay at all costs.
"Huang Tiannan sent you these wastes, and also wanted to touch Aoki Ding.
The indifferent words were spoken from Fang Bai's mouth, which were extraordinarily weird, but made everyone in the Temple of War feel at ease, and the war was fierce, but it was countless times better than expected.
"Okay!"
Han Di looked sternly, and said coldly, "Let the husband see, what other means do you have, everyone will follow the order and rush with the husband, the offender, kill without pardon!"
"Yes!"
The people in Honghuang responded suddenly. The death of the sixteen saints in the middle of the year made them feel a deep crisis, especially in the early days of the saints. They knew very well that it is not their strength and strength that their opponents are disdainful against.
Lan Qi's face was ugly. Han Di said this to him. At this time, he also realized the problem and could not continue like this.
Footsteps straddled, standing behind Han Di, the crowd of people in Hong Huang made a big splash.
Suddenly, headed by Han Di, the crowds lined up in sequence, the statues behind them were glittering, solemn, and the battle was burning, and the sky suddenly changed color.
Fang Bai's eyes were dignified, and he guessed that the approach from the Honghuang people was to open the way with the eight saints in the late stage as an arrow to gather together and launch a strong counterattack.
Simple and rude methods of warfare are the most effective ones.
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No one can resist the joint cooperation of the eight saints in the later period. Fang Bai can't, Feng Lixi can't, even if there is Aoki Ding.
Hong Huanglai came to realize that mania is not a soft persimmon.
Once the flood came, the temple of war was in danger.
"Carved worm tricks!"
Feng Lixi's indifferent words are so insincere, not only Fang Bai felt it, everyone in the Temple of War felt it, the next battle will be more violent and very optimistic!
"You, kill me!"
When Lian Tianding was roaring, Ding's body climbed up again, it was already seven hundred feet high in a flash, the blue light was flowing, the majesty was radiant, and it hit the war-fighting crowd gathered in the distance.
Jin Guang rose, Han Di's expression was cold. Until this moment, he never thought that he would lose. He was always worried that the loss would be too great to explain.
"No one!"
Han Di said coldly, the intention of killing spread out instantly, and the powerful people in the flood and famine immediately erupted, such as the flood.
"kill!"
Han Di moved violently, with a red long sword in his hand. As the footsteps stepped forward, the flames of fire hit the storm and skyrocketed, rushing towards Liantianding.
Lan Qi then killed, the spear trembled, the momentum was soaring, tearing the void, the stormy waves seemed to come from the void space, endless.
Followed by a glamorous woman, the mountain has not been exposed, and at the moment, everyone was taken aback by surprise. I didn't expect her to be so powerful!
Rumble!
Qing Mang spewed out from Lian Tianding, Fang Bai's expression was somber, invincible sword in hand, Jin Guangyi glittered, stepped out, and stepped forward.
The people at the Temple of War looked dignified, the battle began fiercely, and the situation was extremely bad.
At this moment, the abrupt change occurred!
Suddenly, dark clouds appeared in the sky, and the clouds shone for thousands of miles. Under the dark clouds, a repressive force seemed to erupt at any time.
"Junzi?"
Fang Bai was puzzled. Why did Zunyuanzi shoot at this time? At that time, the battle of Bingyuan was fresh and his memory was still fresh. The strength of Zunyuanzi was really ... I did n’t dare to compliment. .
Rumble!
When the thunder thundered, a richly-strength purple lightning struck across the sky, and it crashed down towards the back of the floods.
Hahahaha!
Lan Qi's mad laughter echoed, "The old man of the puppet son, seeing these **** can't hold on, is he finally going to shoot?"
The spear slashed the green mansions, and it was like breaking bamboo thorns to Lian Tianding. At the same time, Han Di and the beautiful woman were also killed.
boom!
Lian Tianding leaped high, Fang Bai only felt that his body was shooting backwards involuntarily, and the tear-like pain swept the whole body. Although the body was controlled by Feng Lixi, the pain was borne by him.
puff!
The blood sprayed, his eyes horrified looking into the distance, exclaimed, "How is that possible?"
I saw a purple thunderbolt falling, and the backs of the flood-stricken powerhouses were chaotically clustered, and the gorgeous purple blooms could not see how many people were drowned.
Someone rushed out of the purple thunder and lightning, with blood stains and miserable expression!
Rumble!
At this moment, the earth-shattering roar just sounded, and the screams were mixed in, and it was drowned instantly.
Everyone in the God of War Temple looked horrified, and the powerful men in the famine and wasteland looked back in astonishment, wondering what happened.
"Hunyuanzi!"
An angry roar came from Han Di's mouth, straight into the sky, just a blow, and 11 people were killed. Although they were all early saints, this loss was too great!
Thirty-four people have died in the war so far, exactly one third.
At this point, Han Di was finally awake. It turned out that the moment they stepped into the barbarity, they fell into the trap, step by step.
"How could this be?"
Not only was the frightened person surprised, but even Fang Bai had some confusion, how could the Yuanzi suddenly become so powerful and totally unreasonable.
"Shifang Royal Sky Formation!"
Fang Bai suddenly realized that this was the real purpose of Shifang Yutian's team under the wind. From beginning to end, Shifang Yutian's team was tailor-made for the puppets. No one can control such a huge array. Motoko.
Utilizing the power of the formation method, the power of the zunyuanzi was exerted to the extreme. Anyway, once a **** existed, was it possible for a saint to resist in the early days?
Eleven people died, and more than a dozen were hit hard.
The people in Honghuang's face were gloomy to the extreme, but everyone in the Temple of War was full of vigor and vitality. With such a powerful existence, this battle will win!
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