Chapter 748: Chaotic Battle
With the words of the Flying Kendo man, the two figures rushed to the side.
The two of them were old acquaintances, so they didn't need to test anything, and as soon as they stood still, the old man in white and the flying sword Taoist sacrificed their own natal magic weapons and fought together.
Under the opening of the Flying Sword Daoist, seven flying swords flew out of his mouth, unfurled in the air, and turned into seven huge flying swords.
This famous Taoist, the original natal magic weapon used, can be laid into jianzhen.
If the magic weapon, especially the natal magic weapon, appears in a set, its difficulty, whether it is when refining or refining in the body, is extremely difficult, and the monk needs to pay many times more effort than others.
Of course, if the magic weapon is successfully refined, its power is much greater than that of a single magic weapon. At this time, the power of the seven flying swords, under the condition of forming jianzhen, was more than doubled.
Just when the Flying Sword Daoist sacrificed his natal magic weapon and made it into jianzhen, the old man in white did not hesitate at all. Under his mouth, a golden and blue light wrapped in something flew out of his mouth.
In a flash, it turned into a huge chessboard. Dao runes shone aboard the chessboard. Thirty-six chess pieces shone with gold and blue light, flew out from the chessboard, and under the rapid flashing in the air, they even stood firm.
I saw that the position prescribed by the chess pieces seemed to have a magic circle hidden in it.
It is no wonder that the flying sword Taoist people are still afraid of this old man in white with seven flying swords, it turns out that this old man in white is also a complete set of treasures for the natal magic weapon he sacrifices.
The two of them didn't answer, they drove their respective magic weapons and rushed towards each other.
Just as the Flying Sword Daoist and the old man in white were leaving, the monk surnamed Lin and the black-faced old man surnamed Tang were also entangled by a monk from Mangma Mountain. The other Soul Hall monks were not idle, and with their bodies flickering, they also fought with a Mangma Mountain monk.
When he landed, he saw that within a radius of several miles, eight pairs of Chengdan monks did not give in to each other and fought together. Everywhere, the giant ** treasure flashed with dazzling glow, flying uncertainly, and the deafening huge banging sound came and went, and the sound shook all over the world.
At this time, there were two monks from Mangma Mountain, but they were standing still, staring at the crowd with all their attention.
With the ability of Cheng Dan monks, they will not do things to win more than less, and they will only help each other at this time to see which of their fellow disciples is slightly defeated.
Sixteen Cheng Dan monks fought at the scene, but none of them performed secret arts, but only drove their natal magic weapons to deal with each other, although the scene was extremely fierce, but none of them were in danger of their lives.
Thinking that these monks are all human spirits who have lived for hundreds of years, although the two sides belong to two hostile camps, but when it comes to Cheng Dan's cultivation, it is extremely unrealistic to want to kill the opponent in an instant. Unless one side uses a lot of treasures that are stronger than the other.
But this kind of situation is rare, because everyone's natal magic weapon has been cultivated in their own bodies for two or three hundred years, even if they are slightly defeated, they can't tell the winner in a short time.
At this time, the most dangerous thing was the battle between the old man in white and the two Chengdan peak monks of the Flying Sword Daoist.
The Flying Sword Daoist was originally a demon monk, and under his full mana, his seven natal magic weapons were carrying a black mist. The Seven Natal Magic Weapons flickered in the thick black mist, and a huge coercion gushed out.
Although in this Tianyan Mountain Range, where the fire attribute energy is extremely abundant, it is filled with an extremely cold aura. If it were a foundation cultivator, just touching this amazing coercion, he would already collapse to the ground, and he would have no desire to fight.
Although he faced such a sharp magic weapon of the Flying Sword Daoist, the old man in white had a calm look on his face.
The huge chessboard he drives is extremely mysterious. The thirty-six chess pieces on the chessboard seem to have survived, but the attacks displayed by each chess piece are ever-changing.
The soldiers turned into spears and halberds, stabbing rapidly, and the four artillery magic weapons were even more roaring, and the tongues of fire spewed out, and the elephant horses were running rapidly, as if there were thousands of horses galloping, such a scene, if Qin Fengming stayed at the scene, he would definitely be stunned.
The battle between the monks in the later stage of Chengdan is mysterious.
As time passed, the mentality of the monks on both sides of the battle changed dramatically, and there was no need to worry about the slightest advantage of the number of people on the side of Mangma Mountain. But the Flying Sword Dao people became more and more anxious in their hearts.
Although the magic weapons driven by the old man in white and the flying sword man were both extremely powerful, as time slowly passed, the old man in white became more and more calm. And the flying kendo people, their magic weapon is more and more difficult to move.
Under the continuous attack of dozens of chess pieces of the opponent, the seven flying swords slowly and completely had the upper hand, and at this time, the flying sword people were more than capable of defense, but the attack was already weak.
In the other battles at this time, on the side of the Soul Absolute Palace, except for the monk surnamed Lin and the three peak monks of the late Cheng Dan period, the other three were all at a disadvantage.
The monk surnamed Lin drove his Ice Spirit Sword to attack the monk of Mangma Mountain on the opposite side, and always paid attention to the black-faced old man surnamed Tang. Although the magic weapon of the monk Mangma Mountain opposite was extremely sharp, the old man surnamed Lin did not have much to worry about. Compared with others, it seems to be a lot more comfortable.
But at this time, the junior brother of the old man surnamed Lin, the black-faced monk surnamed Tang, was at a disadvantage, although he would not worry about his life in the short term, but after a long time, it was inevitable that there would be danger.
Seeing this, the old man surnamed Lin groaned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Tang, if we want to win, it is not easy to win, and it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, Senior Brother, it is better for you to find the right time and leave this place immediately." Receiving the message from the senior brother, the black-faced old man was also happy in his heart, he had already had the idea of leaving, and at this time he was still hesitating, and immediately said: "Okay, just follow what the senior brother said." ”
After the black-faced old man finished speaking, he raised his hands without hesitation, and suddenly, a huge ice pick covering the sky suddenly appeared, and in a flash, it shot towards the monk of Mangma Mountain who was fighting with him.
There are hundreds of these ice picks, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum is amazing. In a flash, he swept a distance of thirty or forty zhang, and swarmed towards the monks of Mangma Mountain who were driving the magic weapon eighty zhang away.
Seeing this, the monk of Mangma Mountain was also shocked, in the face of hundreds of powerful ice picks, the monk of Mangma Mountain would not risk his life. With a wave of his hand, he sacrificed a round shield magic weapon, and in a flash, it turned into a huge shield nearly ten zhang in front of him.
Just when the monk of Mangma Mountain was doing a good defense, the black-faced old man surnamed Tang suddenly turned his body, and with a move of his hand, he rushed towards the distance with his natal magic weapon.