UGB Chapter 729 The Power of Transforming Gods
Chapter 729 The Power of Transforming Gods
Chapter 729 The Power of Transforming Gods
And this is just a microcosm of the entire battlefield, an insignificant microcosm.
The defensive power of the third-tier spirit ship is extraordinary, even if the top magic weapon wants to break it, it will not be easy.
Moreover, the monks on it, no matter their cultivation level or magic weapon, are definitely far superior to the golden elixir of casual cultivation.
Therefore, looking at the entire battlefield, it can be said that there are very few people who can destroy the spirit ship of the Qianting Allied Forces.
The Golden Elixir of Loose Cultivation above is among the thousands of Loose Cultivators, and its strength can be counted as one of the few.
But in the end, it was still wiped out by the blow of the fourth-order spirit ship.
More casual cultivators, even if they fought back vigorously, they were nothing more than a mantis' arms. All kinds of attacks, such as magic weapons and magic weapons, came together. It didn't take long for their bodies to be torn apart and dead without whole bodies.
Rather than talking about fighting, it might be more appropriate to describe it as unilateral crushing.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
As the Qianting fleet approached, one after another the spiritual mountains collapsed, and the monks on them suffered heavy casualties.
Fierce flames are burning among the mountains.
Tonight, many monks are destined to be sleepless. No matter what the outcome of this battle is, it will affect the situation in the entire Central Territory, and it may be recorded in the history of the world of cultivating immortals.
"Is this the world of cultivating immortals?!"
Standing on the blue flying boat, Zhang Yi turned his head and looked behind him, his pupils reflected colorful auras and the flames that seemed to destroy everything.
For some reason, anger suddenly rose in his heart. Although he had seen many filth in this world of cultivating immortals, he still felt anger instinctively.
What followed was a deep sense of powerlessness.
At this moment, Zhang Yi thought of his family.
Since the failure to regain Annan Liuzhou, the family ancestors have most likely fallen, and the Zhang family has also been liquidated from within the Qianting.
"When the family was destroyed, was it like the scene before us?"
Zhang Yi's face was expressionless, but his heart was already turbulent, and his eyes seemed to be burning with angry flames.
Thinking of this, the son couldn't help clenching his fists.
Liu Yu glanced at this disciple, took a panoramic view of this disciple's strangeness, and probably could guess what was going on in his mind, but he didn't say much.
Without anger, there is no justice.
Even if they succumbed to powerful force, even if they did not receive a good education, most people would still yearn for justice and beauty in their hearts.
For those acts of injustice, will instinctively feel uncomfortable.
Even monks from the Demon Sect may have a yardstick in their hearts to measure whether some behaviors are appropriate.
Liu Yu understood that the reason why Zhang Yi felt angry at this moment was because he had too little experience.
In his current view, everything is just a matter of different interests.
When the casual cultivator group grows to a certain extent, there will naturally be further needs, such as the desire for immortal cultivation resources, and the pursuit of fame and status.
But in the eyes of Qianting Holy Land, this is undoubtedly a joke.
Why should the inheritance that the ancestors worked so hard to hand over to others?What's wrong with guarding the inheritance of our ancestors?
In the eyes of the former, the latter is undoubtedly unjust.
But in the eyes of the latter, the former is also heinous, a complete thug, and an unstable factor that threatens the rule.
Qian court has the "justice" of Qian court, and casual practice has the "justice" of casual practice.
In the final analysis, everything is basically a conflict of interests, but it is just under various banners.
Both sides are on the right path, and neither side is wrong, they just have different positions.
History will be written by the victors.
All sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind, but they finally calmed down. Liu Yu secretly circulated his mana and watched Zhuo Mengzhen and Qianting Jindan fight fiercely, temporarily not thinking of making a move.
"almost."
He secretly thought.
As the Qianting Fleet continued to approach the Zixia Mountains, even if the three of them were stopped in place, they would be able to leave the radiation range of the coalition forces within a few breaths.
Not surprisingly, in about ten breaths, the situation of the three of them will be reversed and they will return to a relatively safe state.
But before that, you have to stand still and try not to attract the attention of the court masters.
……
"Boom"
On the frontal battlefield, a series of powerful spiritual pressure swept across the surroundings unscrupulously.
Some of them, even in the eyes of Liu Yu now, have a feeling of looking up from a high mountain.
True Monarch Yuanying!
Refining Qi, Building Foundation, Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul.
In fierce battles at all levels, the casual cultivators are at an absolute disadvantage.
The disadvantage of low-level monks is still second, but even at the Nascent Soul level, casual cultivators are still at an absolute disadvantage.
It wasn't that the loose cultivator Yuanying didn't want to make a move, but that the Yuanying Zhenjun in Qianting was watching closely all the time, so they could only rely on the formation method to persevere.
The biggest gap is still the gap between high-level monks.
Otherwise, as long as there are casual cultivators who can spare their hands, many one-sided situations can be immediately improved, and such a crushing situation will not occur.
"bang bang bang"
Under the powerful offensive of the Qianting Fleet, one after another the mountain guard formations were breached, and one after another the spiritual mountains collapsed, and the monks inside also died on a large scale soon.
In all directions, the shadows of spirit ships could be seen densely all over the sky.
Looking at this scene, even the firm-minded Nascent Soul Loose Cultivator couldn't help but feel besieged by all sides.
If this continues, the entire Zixia Mountains will be razed to the ground, which will no longer be just empty talk, but something that will happen soon.
Realizing that the situation was critical, some casual cultivators including Zhenjun Zixia used their hole cards one after another, but Zhenjun Qianting saw the trick and made the Nascent Soul of the casual cultivator return without success.
All the situations of casual cultivators are slipping into the abyss step by step.
"Kowloon God, why don't you make a move?"
During the battle, some casual cultivators frequently looked in the direction of the fifth-order Zixia Mountain, hoping that this legendary casual cultivator could make a move to resolve the current crisis.
But it's a pity that with the light curtain inspired by the fifth-order large formation, they couldn't see the situation inside at all.
In Zixia Mountain, there was no movement for a long time.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
As time passed, the situation of casual cultivators became more and more difficult, and all the surrounding Lingshan Mountains were destroyed.
There are very few monks in it who can escape in time.
Just when most of the casual cultivators guessed that the God of Nine Dragons was afraid of the God of Qianting and chose to give up this foundation, there was a sudden movement from Zixia Mountain.
"boom!!!"
Suddenly, a gust of abyss and prison-like spiritual pressure suddenly emerged from Zixia Mountain, covering a radius of hundreds of miles in an instant.
Under this unbelievably strong spiritual pressure, more than [-]% of the attacking coalition monks paused, even the Jindan monks were no exception.
Only True Monarch Yuanying can not be affected.
Under the pressure of this spiritual pressure, some Golden Core cultivators who flew in the air were staggering and unstable.
The monks under the golden core even fell directly to the ground, and the operation of mana was seriously affected.
Looking at the entire battlefield, when this spiritual pressure appeared, Qianting's offensive was stopped!
The person has not yet appeared, but the appearance of the spiritual pressure can obviously affect the situation of the entire battlefield.
The terror of the cultivators who transformed themselves into gods can be seen from this.
"Buzz~~"
Suddenly, an incomparably dazzling golden light suddenly appeared from Zixia Mountain, sweeping towards the densely packed spirit ships in the air.
"bang bang bang"
The next moment, there were successive explosions.
The spirit ship, which was extremely hard in the past, was like an extremely fragile balloon in the face of this golden aura that suddenly appeared.
Where the golden light passes, everything is invincible.
No matter whether it is a low-level spirit ship of the first or second order, or a high-level spirit ship of the third or fourth order, none of them can resist this golden light even for a while.
The only difference is how thorough the destruction was, whether it was torn apart or "disappeared" out of thin air.
Even if he didn't face it personally, but feeling the power contained in this golden light, the seemingly invincible sharpness, even Zhenjun Nascent Soul would tremble, and it was difficult for him to summon up the courage to confront him head-on.
"God Transformation Monk"
"Kowloon God Lord!"
Hundreds of miles away, when this spiritual pressure swept past, Liu Yu flashed this idea instantly.
Fortunately, the distance is far enough, and he was not targeted specifically, so he was not affected much.
But the movement of mana in the body is also much slower than normal.
The spiritual pressure of the transformation god level swept across, and the other monks were also inexplicably shocked. A kind of great terror enveloped their hearts, and even their movements were subconsciously cautious.
Qianting Jindan, who was fighting fiercely with Zhuo Mengzhen, stopped moving immediately.
Although the camps are different, you still have to be afraid of Huashen Shenjun, otherwise you will be crushed to death like ants.
"bang bang bang"
On the frontal battlefield, the speed of the golden aura sweeping across is very fast, often after the aura sweeps past, the roaring sound is delayed.
Sweeping down in a circle, none of the spirit ships survived, and the monks on it hardly survived.
But fortunately, the spirit ship rushing to the forefront is just the vanguard sent by Qianting, and the one with the highest cultivation level is only at the Golden Core stage, and there is no Nascent Soul True Monarch.
Although this loss is heavy, it is not unacceptable.
"Although there is an agreement between the existences of Huashen, they cannot interfere with the situation in the world of cultivating immortals at will, let alone attack low-level monks at will."
"But the Qianting Allied Forces have come to the house, and it is difficult for the God of Nine Dragons not to take action."
Shrouded by spiritual pressure at the level of transforming gods, Liu Yu's body was a little stiff, and he thought to himself.
He has no intention of stopping to watch the battle, he just wants to get out of danger as soon as possible.
But fortunately, it seems that after receiving the order, the coalition fleet did not intend to stop advancing after the Nine Dragons God Sovereign shot, and continued to press towards the Zixia Mountains piece by piece.
From this point, we can also get a glimpse of the determination of one or two Qianting Holy Lands to completely level the Sanxiu Holy Land.
Less than half a breath after the golden aura appeared, the Qianting coalition forces killed at least thousands of monks, exceeding the results of tens of thousands of casual cultivators' counterattacks.
However, regarding the attack on the Zixia Mountains, the Qianting Allied Forces still had no intention of stopping.
"Buzz~"
The magic circles on each spirit ship lighted up, one attack after another was in a state of preparation, and the next moment they were about to "fire all arrows".
The spiritual pressure of the transformation god level still covered a hundred miles around, but the monks on the side of the coalition army seemed to ignore the existence of a god.
"Humph~"
A majestic cold snort clearly appeared in the ears of every monk.
In front of the purple beam of light covering the fifth-level Zixia Mountain, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared, and then it grew rapidly in a short period of time.
Almost in the blink of an eye, it grew to about a thousand feet, with a vague human silhouette, like a giant of light with great power.
"soul!"
Seeing this scene, this word came to mind of all the monks.
Colorful auras shone throughout the night sky, illuminating a hundred miles around as bright as day.
But in the center of the Zixia Mountains, that thousand-foot-tall Primordial Spirit seems to be the master of this world.
It is the brightest star, comparable to the existence of the scorching sun!
As soon as he appeared, he had a strong sense of presence, and naturally became the center of attention of all monks.
Under the glow of the golden primordial spirit, the spiritual light emitted by the magic weapon seemed to be overshadowed and ordinary.
The monks on the side of Qianting Holy Land felt great terror in their hearts.
Facing the threat of the cultivator who transformed the spirit, if it wasn't for the order from his superiors, he would almost turn around and run away.
The later in the cultivation of immortality, the more difficult it is for quantity to bridge the gap in "quality".
An existence who has cultivated to the realm of transforming gods can already control the aura of heaven and earth without any burden, and has incredible power in every gesture.
No matter how many monks there are in the lower realm, they are just a group of ants, and no matter how many monks there are, it does not necessarily take more time to kill them.
Seeing that the "Nine Dragon God Lord" finally made a move, the casual cultivators all showed joy.
It's just that there is a lingering haze in their hearts. Now that the True Lord of Nine Dragons has appeared, what about the Divine Lord of Qianting Holy Land?
You know, there are far more monks in Qianting Holy Land than casual cultivators!
It's too late, it's too soon.
Seeing the attack of the Qianting coalition forces, they still did not intend to stop. It seemed that the majesty of the cultivator of Huashen was offended, and the golden soul continued to attack.
The huge golden palm moved a little around at will, and the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth moved accordingly.
"Ang~!"
In the next moment, four golden dragons appeared out of thin air.
Every dragon is extremely real, and every scale is lifelike and exudes a metallic texture.
They are all hundreds of feet in size, and the power fluctuations they emit have really reached the level of transforming gods, and they are still absorbing the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth to strengthen themselves.
"Ang~"
In just half an instant, the four golden dragons reached about a thousand feet, roaring and charging towards the Qianting Fleet in all directions.
Looking at the golden dragon, all the monks in Qianting stared wide-eyed, unable to resist at all.
This kind of attack, even if Yuanying Zhenjun faced it, it would probably be wiped out in ashes!
It is foreseeable that if a few court gods do not act, the casual attacks of the Kowloon gods can cause more than half of the coalition forces present to be killed or injured.
However, many of the coalition monks present were the elites of their respective forces, and the God Lord Qianting would naturally not sit back and watch the God Lord Nine Dragons slaughter them.
Sure enough, a sudden change occurred in the next moment!
Between heaven and earth, the aura that was originally completely controlled and gathered in an orderly manner towards the Nine Dragons God Sovereign fluctuated violently.
As if affected by some kind of force, most of them converged in the other three directions.
"Bang Bang Bang Bang!!!"
In less than a tenth of an instant, before all the monks could react, the four golden dragons that were originally unstoppable exploded in their bodies, and their bodies collapsed inch by inch.
The only thing that can fight against the existence of Huashen is the existence of Huashen!
(End of this chapter)