Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Seven: Leave the Green Mountains and not be afraid of running out of firewood
The disciples of the Jiuzhou League also joined the battlefield, including swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, hammers, eighteen martial arts, various styles of mantras, can be used in close combat, and can be used to fight with force from afar! With the scale assistance of the Shenle Mountain Gate, the Zhenwu people bathed in the battle songs, the more they fought, the more they became fiercer and the more they fought, the more crazy they became!
In the battle between masters, Zhenwu, an ordinary warrior, can face three foundation-building cultivators alone, and a single martial arts cultivator can withstand the siege of ten people and be completely at a disadvantage in the tribe.
A wolf with no temper can't even bite a hunting dog!
Spiritual cultivation and martial cultivation fought in the fairyland. Immortal cultivation and true martial cultivation split the sky together and pulled the battlefield into the void.
The void is nothing, without a trace of heaven and earth's vitality and the five elements and four aspects. The battle here depends entirely on personal cultivation and the power of the original source. The winner is the king and survives, and the loser is the enemy and falls into the void!
More than a thousand people also penetrated into the void, less than 300 Zhenwu side, but more than 700 people in the Yuan Realm side. The gap in strength between the two sides is clear at a glance.
"Hahaha... Is this your Zhenwu's full strength? Can you overestimate yourself if you can shake a big tree?" Before the battle, Jin Yuanzi did not forget to mock him.
However, no one on the Zhenwu side can laugh. If the younger generation fights, they can defeat the more with other factors. However, the masters compete and opportunistic tricks do not account for a large proportion. Even with the support of the major martial arts tops of Shenle, thirty-six martial arts tops of Li Taichu, Gongsun Lei, Baili Gu, etc., they cannot compete with the 63 Golden Immortal masters - this battle has no chance of winning!
"What? They were all scared by my Yuan Realm Immortal? Hahaha... I can't just come here as the tip of the iceberg of my Yuan Sect monk!"
Jin Yuanzi smiled at Liu Fusu and said proudly: "Liu Fusu, are you wondering why there are only more than 800 cultivators in the Immortal Demon Order? But there are tens of thousands of cultivators in our Yuan Sect who are listed in the Immortal Class?"
Liu Fusu said coldly: "I just feel absurd, and I feel sad for those monks who actively stretched their necks to put their chains on you. They were raised as animals in the fairyland, and they ascended to the Yuan Realm and were tortured with shackles. Sigh... I feel disgusted by practicing a lackey."
Liu Fusu's words targeted at least 99% of the immortals in the Yuan Sect. There were many people who lowered their heads and thought about Liu Fusu's ridicule.
Liu Fusu secretly wrote down these ashamed people in his heart. They bowed their heads not only to think deeply, but also to watch the invisible shackles on themselves - only ignorant people will rot in the present, and wise people have already felt compassion!
"The Yuanmen is order, and if you ascend to Taoism and ascension, you must abide by order. This is common sense. The immortal demon order stole by Wei Wuye is just the tip of the iceberg. I still have dozens of fast in my hand. This is a witness to the order of the Yuanmen, and in the future, the entire immortal world and the entire six realms will be witnessed!"
"Then I have nothing to say, come and fight!"
Liu Fusu took the lead and pointed a long piano down at the sky, but before his first string was plucked, thousands of thunders had already exploded in the void!
There were thousands of flying swords surrounded by thunder. The flying sword was extremely fast, and the void was transformed in an instant!
The sword and thunder silk formed a powerful tornado in the void. Not only the cultivators of the fairy world, but even the Zhenwu people were swayed.
"Get seals to avoid it!"
Jin Yuanzi was shocked by this "Void Wind" and hurriedly called on the cultivators behind him to retreat and avoid!
Liu Fusu held the Changqin in his hand, looked at Baili Gu and Li Taichu angrily, and shouted, "What are you going to do?"
The nine-ring sword in Gongsun Lei's hand had doubled from five feet, and he sighed: "I have discussed with several heads of the family that I will keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. If we collapse in the fairy world, Zhenwu will definitely become a prisoner at the Yuanmen rank. Liu Qin Master, don't blame us for being cowardly. All this is for Zhenwu!"
After saying that, he said that the weak void had split a big hole!
Baili Gu gritted his teeth for the first time: "This time I miscalculated. When I returned to Zhenwu, I will give in to the leader of Jiuzhou. Master Liu Qinshi!"
Liu Fusu was shocked: "General Li and Staff Lin are still fighting in the Lingtian Realm! How can we leave them alone?"
"There is an old saying in their army: Stop the car and keep the coach! Now, no one can leave anyone to stay!"
"Quick, the healing speed of the void crack is very fast. Master Li, hurry up and roll up everyone and leave!"
Li Taichu waved his hand, and hundreds of flying swords were each looking for their masters, and then he rushed into the tornado with all the masters of Zhenwu!
The tornado penetrated into the crack of the void. When the cultivators of the immortal world caught up, the crack had already healed as before.
"The head of Jinyuan, they must have fled back to Zhenwu. We will take advantage of the victory to chase him and kill him!"
The immortals of the Yuanmen were eager to try, but they all thought that the flying swords fell into the sky, and the person who came was Li Taichu, whose hair and beard were white!
"Oh? There is still one person who has not left?" Jin Yuanzi said in surprise.
Li Taichu closed his eyes, like a heavy sword, still as if he was still as a mountain, as if he was a light geese, calm and composed. He slowly spoke: "Emperor Wu dreamed of me last night and asked me to stop this killing. Do you listen?"
Jin Yuanzi didn't believe it: "The Immortal Emperor Wu has long become a legend. Do you think there is still a dream in the mortal world at this time? Hahaha... Don't laugh at me!"
"The words have been passed on, it is up to you to see whether you listen or not."
Li Taichu's figure flashed slightly, and turned into a flying sword and disappeared into the void.
Chapter completed!