Chapter 1750: Beidou Sword Formation
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In the red dust day, the cultivators are sensational!
Lei Chi is killed, and a new strong man enters the offensive and defensive ring!
This news was spread by all the cultivators, ten, ten, hundred, and in just a few hours, it was spread, of course, it may not be without the promotion of the monks of the City Lord's Mansion, the purpose is naturally to attract more monks to watch the battle.
Ye Bai's reputation is rising!
Whether it is his three-heart wheel supernatural power, or the Dao heart flame, or the final dark devouring, it has become a topic of conversation among all the cultivators, and even inspired the desire of many monks for the three-heart wheel, and some monks even immediately retreated and began to comprehend, hoping to understand something from this battle.
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And after Ye Bai said goodbye to the old man surnamed Chen, he also walked out of the Linglong Pagoda with Jin Lei Shuai and Leng Tianyu and returned to the cave mansion in the mountains to the west.
"The junior brother is indeed bold, and the dividends of 20 million immortal stones are given away casually. β
Golden Lei Shuai is used to living a hard life, and he doesn't even have this fairy stone in his hand, so he can't help but be a little reluctant.
Ye Bai smiled slightly and said, "When Senior Brother's strength comes up, this bit of immortal stone will never be seen in his eyes." β
Golden Lei Shuai nodded and said with a smile: "This cultivation realm, sure enough, only a monk who climbs higher deserves to have more cultivation resources, although Lei Chi has a lot of net worth, but it is not obtained for nothing." After all, this person has won more than forty games in a row. β
Ye Bai nodded.
Leng Tianyu said cautiously: "The two senior brothers should not be careless, Senior Brother Ye has obtained so many immortal stones, if he really wins, there will be more immortal stones, and he will definitely be coveted by a large number of monks." Maybe there will be a starry sky monk. β
This son has learned enough of Ji Cangmang's temperament, strict and cautious, and has a magnificent and resolute bearing, and the other one who has learned Ji Cangmang's temperament is Ji Cangmang's personal disciple Wang Zhongling.
When Ye Bai heard Leng Tianyu's words, a look of joy flashed in his eyes. Although Leng Tianyu's realm is low, he acts steadily and low-key, thoughtful, and is the most trustworthy and trustworthy kind of person.
"Don't worry, junior brother, I have expected this for a long time. After I win a lot, I will definitely ask the predecessors of the Red Dust Scattered People to borrow the teleportation array for us to use, so that we can leave here without knowing it. β
Ye Bai said.
Leng Tianyu nodded.
The corners of Ye Bai's mouth suddenly hooked, and he said with a smile: "Senior Brother and Senior Brother Gold, are you relieved of my strength now? Tomorrow's game, you don't have to come to watch, concentrate on cultivation, for you now." The ascension of the realm is far more important than watching the fights of other monks. β
The two thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. Didn't ask though. But I vaguely feel that Ye Bai still has hidden means, at least in today's battle, he has not even used a magic weapon, and the two of them don't think that with Ye Bai's net worth. There are not even a few good magic weapons.
After returning to the Golden Lei Shuai's cave mansion, Ye Bai immediately entered his own secret room. Take out two half-devoured Fire Cloud Halberds and release the Unrestrained Thunder Flame again. Devour it up.
Purple flames, fluttering slightly, were filled with thunder and lightning.
Ye Bai stared at the unrestrained thunder flame whose aura was gradually rising, and fell into thought.
"The power of the Unrestrained Thunder Flame, if it can be continuously improved, it must be another powerful method of mine, but it also needs to be based on this fire to create a means. β
Ye Bai muttered to himself, his eyes flickering.
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In the blink of an eye, the next day is coming.
On this day, it was destined to attract a large number of monks to enter the Linglong Pagoda to watch the battle, and after the news of Ye Bai's killing of Lei Chi spread, many monks who did not enter yesterday regretted that they missed a good show. And when they heard that Ye Bai was going to face the next monk with an injury today, they immediately became excited.
That's it!
Before noon, there was already a * monk, flying in the direction of the Linglong Pagoda, and even many monks under the dust were ready to move, begging the elders to take themselves in to see.
And in the room of a certain inn in the red dust sky, the two monks were worried.
"Senior brother, in my opinion, this battle is not planned, let's leave here immediately, it's a big deal to lose face!"
The sound is humming.
The monk who spoke was a ghost cultivator who looked like a short, stout middle-aged man, with a face full of flesh, a rude look, and a voice with a bit of depression and helplessness.
After the man finished speaking, he said: "That kid looks cold, but when he started to go crazy, he gave me the feeling that it was more dangerous and terrifying than Lei Chi, and he must be a madman who kills people without blinking." β
The monk he called his senior brother was a ghost cultivator with the appearance of a beautiful old man, with half-white and half-black hair, neat and tidy, wearing a blue brocade robe.
Both of them have the realm of the late stage of leaving the dust, and their breath is strong, but they have not yet turned to immortal vitality.
Hearing the words of the short man, the old man in the brocade robe's eyes flashed, and said softly: "If you change to other means, it's fine, even if I can't beat it, I can still admit defeat, I'm afraid that that person will envelop me in that strange dark space, even if I want to admit defeat, no one will hear it at that time." β
"That's what I said!"
The short man said, "Senior brother, it's not that I underestimate you, you are probably not that guy's opponent." β
"Thank you junior brother for saving me some face, not mostly, yes!"
When the old man in the brocade robe heard this, he smiled and said: "But junior brother, do you know how many monks will go to watch the battle today? I'm afraid that there will be no less than five or six thousand, if we can get the final immortal stone reward, even if we fail in the end, plus our own hard work over the years, we should be able to buy the immortal recipe in the largest shop in Hongchentian, this risk, it's worth taking!"
"Butβ"
The short man was about to say something, but he was stopped by the brocade-robed man's hand.
"Let's do it!"
The old man in the brocade robe looked at him resolutely, and said in a low and powerful voice: "I have already decided, the age of the two of us. It's already too big to stagnate in the late stage of the Leaving Dust, and besides, my Pang Hai's Dao Heart won't allow me to flee without a fight!"
"Senior brotherβ"
The stout man snorted, not knowing what to say.
The brocade-robed old man patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You don't have to worry too much. As long as that fellow Daoist is not crazy, he will definitely not kill one after another, and that will not do him any good. β
The stout man was not stupid, thought about it, and nodded helplessly in agreement.
"But I'm still going to keep a step back!"
The old man in the brocade robe said again. He reached into his storage space and began to fumble around, and after a few moments, he took out a storage bag and handed it to the stout man. smiled: "Senior brother, all my net worth is here, take care of it, don't lose it, if I die, it will be yours." β
After saying that, the old man removed the ban on the room and strode out the door. Firm steps.
"Senior brother, aren't you worried about me swallowing?"
The stocky man shouted.
The sound of laughter was heard.
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Linglong Tower, on top of the ring made of golden light and shadow. Ye Bai stood tall with his head held high, but his breath looked a little fluctuating, as if the injury had not healed yet, this was obvious, after all, it had only been a day.
His gaze swept over the one by one, and there were at least five thousand monks. Eyes glow. It was as if they were not monks, but humanoid statues made of immortal stones flowing with immortal energy.
Of the five thousand monks. Although there are many Yuanying monks, Ye Bai can't care about it. The old man surnamed Chen didn't care, as long as they handed over genuine fairy stones to come in.
Ye Bai never thought that he would be so tempted by immortal stones after he advanced to the late stage of leaving the earth, as if in this ring, there was a kind of magic that could magnify the desires in a monk's heart.
After his eyes flashed a few times, Ye Bai suppressed his greedy thoughts, calmed down, his face calmed down, and the four-word advice of Ji Cangmu appeared in his mind, don't be careless.
A moment later, his opponent finally stepped into the void, and it was the old man in the brocade robe from before.
Everyone's eyes were cast on the two of them
"Pang Hai has seen Daoyou. β
The old man in the brocade robe was also polite, and he didn't dare to provoke wantonly.
"I've seen fellow Daoists. β
Ye Bai replied lightly.
Between the two, there was no tension, and seeing this scene, some of the monks who were lined up behind Pang Hai breathed a sigh of relief and were a little disappointed at the same time.
The time passed quickly, and it was noon, and after the old man surnamed Chen drank it, the two of them didn't talk nonsense and started fighting directly.
Whoosh whoosh -
The sharp wind howled.
Pang Hai didn't know how long he had been cultivating, although he hadn't turned to cultivate the immortal vitality, but his mana was huge, and the power of the primordial gods was also abnormally strong.
Among these eight swords, seven of them are flying swords, with gorgeous and exquisite shapes, corresponding to the attributes of the seven systems of vitality, flashing with corresponding light, extremely conspicuous, and the grade is a medium-grade spiritual treasure.
Only this eighth sword, the shape is simple, the color is blue and black, the light is dim, and the corresponding vitality attribute is completely imperceptible, but the breath is a cut higher than the seven swords, with the grade of a high-grade spirit treasure, the sound of breaking the sky, it is exceptionally clear and loud, like a dragon groaning!
These eight swords, as if they were a set, were blasted out together, and they faintly formed a strange pattern like a formation.
The seven flying swords of the medium-grade spirit treasure, after they were shot out, did not attack Ye Bai directly, but rose into the air, and above Ye Bai's head, they formed a spoon-like pattern, and the distance between the seven swords was extremely large, covering almost the entire offensive and defensive ring, and Ye Bai was naturally among them.
As soon as this shape was formed, the light of the seven swords burst into light, and even the sword shape disappeared, leaving only seven clusters of star-like light, floating in the void, like seven stars.
In Ye Bai's heart, the alarm suddenly came, and he immediately felt like he was haunted by strange power, as if he had fallen into some kind of spider web, and the movements of his hands and feet were obviously slower, which was somewhat similar to the suppressive power of the Lei Chi Chaotian Stick, but Xuan Ao was completely different.
"Interesting, the magic weapon can still be played like this?
Ye Bai's eyes lit up.
Pang Hai's method, if it is just to entangle Ye Bai, of course it will not be able to win, the attack comes from the eighth sword, Pang Hai pointed out, and the eighth sword shot Ye Bai forward, revealing an indescribable sharpness!
"Daoyou, my method, called the Beidou Sword Array, is a method of arranging the formation obtained by chance from the lost fairy world, and then arranged by collecting magic weapons, this eighth sword is called the North Pole, please taste it!"
Pang Hai said with great grace, his voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and it was a little arrogant. (To be continued) R655