Needless to say, the power of poison cultivation is self-explanatory, and the role played by the Xuantian Sword Sect every time he fights Miao Lingke speaks for itself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt's just that the growth of poison cultivation is very difficult, not only to cultivate the Yuan Force, but also to cultivate the poison power, the poison is ruthless and dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will even poison yourself to death.

Therefore, although Miao Lingke has been cultivating poisonous cultivators within the sect, there are few people who dare to turn into poisonous cultivators, and even fewer poisonous cultivators who have grown up.

Although the poisonous cultivation is powerful, it is also very restrictive, otherwise the poisonous cultivation in the True Cultivation Realm would not have been exterminated when it was the strongest.

Only the Xuantian Sword Sect has many resources and many people, although the people who choose to cultivate poison still only account for a small number of the Xuantian Sword Sect, but it is also a good number. In the case of cultivating a large number of poison cultivators, there are only two peerless masters of peak poison cultivation, one is Miao Lingke's eldest disciple Ban Hong, and Miao Lingke's most talented disciple Cui Dan, and the other poison cultivators are only five even peerless powerhouses.

However, three hundred poison cultivators shot together, the poison was monstrous, it could corrode the heavens and the earth, and it could kill all souls, but it was just a sneak attack of the poison in a moment, especially Miao Lingke's shot, which poisoned tens of thousands of Xianzong with its fierce and ferocious poison!

Poison repair, poison repair!

"Let's do it too!"

The moment Master Lu Yan saw the opponent's poison cultivation move, he was unstoppable and killed so many of his own manpower, which also had a certain impact on the battle situation, and immediately ordered a counterattack. The Xuantian Sword Sect's several major attack methods were known to the entire cultivation realm, and Xianzong had made two days of battle preparations, and he had also prepared enough means to deal with the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Poison cultivation is worthy of being the king of group battles, three hundred poison cultivators' shots, dozens of breaths are poisoned and killed 30,000 people in Xianzong, which makes Xianzong's side frightened, because of the fear of being infected by the poison, one by one involuntarily retreated, seriously destroying their own formation, but soon Xianzong someone threw out a lot of antidote pills to purify the air and neutralize the virulence.

Whoop chirp!

The air kept ringing, the red and white smoke was flickering, and the poisonous power and the medicinal power collided invisibly in the air, and the confrontation was also very intense.

And the rest of the Xianzong disciples also quickly swallowed the antidote pill they carried, even if the poisonous power invaded their bodies, they would be blocked by the medicinal power, although it could cause a certain amount of trouble, but it could not cause them a fatal effect.

Xianzong quickly resolved the powerful damage caused by the poisonous cultivation of the Xuantian Sword Sect, so that the attacks of Miao Lingke and the others could no longer have an effective effect, but they were also very satisfied, Miao Lingke and they killed more than 30,000 people on the other side in an instant after dozens of shots, and this result was brilliant enough.

"Kill!"

The 200,000 elite disciples of the Xianzong entered the battlefield, like a pair of scissors coming from the left and right sides, quickly cutting off the personnel on the periphery of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and killing fiercely towards the central formation, the momentum was like a rainbow, invincible, and the speed of the attack was very fast.

"Go to five arrows, shoot with all your might, choose freely, don't stop!"

Xianzong's offensive was too fierce, and they were already tired and sweating like rain before Huang Kong, and the Dantian Yuan Lihai was also exhausted for a long time. The continuous attack of the entire Shenji Battalion for two hours, although the other party was powerless to stop, but their own Yuan Force was almost consumed, and many people were powerless to sit down and take Hui Yuan Dan to meditate and recover, and less than 2,000 of the 8,000 people were still fighting, and they were also the strongest group of fighters in the Shenji Battalion.

In order to reduce the pressure on the same sect in front, Huang Kongqian had to order loudly, the target of the Shenji Battalion was on the left, and two thousand people released arrows at the same time, and the speed of the arrows was extremely fast, forming a continuous rain of arrows to suppress, blocking the fierce attack of the Xuantian Sword Sect for the disciples in front of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Feng Wei's situation is much worse than that of the Shenji Battalion, there are only more than 800 people to fight, and the attack power they burst out at this time is also very limited, a round of arrow rain down, it is not bad to be able to shoot ten people of Xianzong, and it is not bad to stop Xianzong's offensive at all.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Xianzong's side was attacking, at least more than 3,000 dead soldiers rushed into the camp of the Xuantian Sword Sect and blew themselves up, and the huge explosion force formed by each self-explosion was enough to kill several or dozens of people, and the number of Xianzong's dead soldiers was terrifying, and after this wave of attacks, tens of thousands of people in the Xuantian Sword Sect were destroyed.

There are many means of attack of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and the means of attack of the Xianzong are not weak, you shoot me with one sword, after each attack, a large number of people on both sides have fallen.

In the two hours of attack, the Xuantian Sword Sect lost more than 120,000 people, and the losses were extremely miserable, and the strength of the entire sect was rapidly reduced.

Xianzong also died nearly 200,000 people, but most of them died of people from vassal forces and outer disciples, although there were more people who died than Xuantian Sword Sect, but the impact on them was not too great.

"It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice. ”

Kong Xiaoxiao looked at the battle situation below, and helplessly spread his hand to Chu Wuru and said, Xianzong is powerful, and there is an overlord like Master Lu Yan to command the battle, without any flaws and speechlessness, even with empty small means, he can only shake his head helplessly.

"It's useless to use other means as well, so I'll get rid of them all this time, and I won't be able to use them again in the future anyway. ”

Chu Wuru was not moved by the battle situation at all, and said with a heartfelt heart.

"I knew you would say that—"

Kong Xiaoxiao whispered, he was not as ruthless as Chu Wuru, but below were the disciples he had been teaching, although he didn't know a few, but he always had a friendship with them, watching them die one by one for the sect, he didn't feel very comfortable. A little bit of a test of Chu Wuru's tone, Chu Wuru's answer made him disappointed and helpless.

"For the sake of the sect! Wei Louli, take the lamp, you are the master of my Wei family!"

After Wei Jincheng in front of him burst out with all his potential, he had already killed countless enemies, and the tyrannical aura on his body continued to decline, and his strength began to weaken. He threw the yellow lamp in his hand to Wei Louli, who was fighting hard, and laughed wildly, with unwillingness and resentment, he also exerted his last strength, rushed forward, and blew himself up.

Master Lu Feng's eyes were cracked, they didn't think about anything, and when they saw Wei Jincheng rushing towards them, they just ran out desperately, retreating frantically, and didn't care about anything else.

Thundered!

Like a thunderbolt exploding in the sky, the self-explosion of a world-strong man has been like an ancestor's shot, directly blasting open the void, blowing up a huge pit on the ground that is hundreds of zhang big and seven or eight zhang deep! A gray hole of 100 zhang appeared in the air, in which the breath of shattering everything rolled down, pulling all the people within hundreds of zhang around into the mouth, and all the gray mouth perished.

Even if he died, Wei Jincheng would have pulled thousands of people from Xianzong, a generation of heroes, the former overlord of the south, and it ended miserably!

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