Chapter Seventy-Two: The Curtain Ends
"Miaoli, you are looking for death!"
Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, in the high sky, Feifu roared violently, shaking the entire battlefield. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Yujian Miaoli is one of the nine little sword masters of the Daozhen Sect, cultivated to the ninth layer of Guyuan, and his combat power is extraordinary.
Beichen was shocked by an inexplicable crisis, and suddenly raised his head, only a shocking sword light was seen in his eyes, and he was coming towards himself.
Fei Chen and Fei Dun were completely frightened, and subconsciously blocked in front of Beichen.
The ruthless anger in Beichen's heart suddenly erupted, his eyes were blood-red like fire, and the indescribable sense of powerlessness pressed on his heart, making him very uncomfortable. At the moment of dying, within the Beichen Dantian, the colorful jade trembled, and a pure spiritual power instantly permeated into the Beichen Dantian.
After a long drought and a rainy day, Beichen's spirit was instantly shocked, and all the talismans around him were triggered at the same time. Suddenly, green vines filled the sky, flames burned into the air, and frost rolled.
All the Yuan Talismans were urged to explode by Beichen at the same time, and the unparalleled power of the talisman diffused out, impacting and eliminating the sword light of the lore.
At the same time, Beichen opened his mouth and spit out the breeze talisman. A clear stream of rune power instantly diffused, enveloping the three of Beichen and shooting towards the distance.
After being resisted by the Beichen Fu for a moment, the sword light of Miaoli slammed into the place where Beichen Shicai was, and the sword qi exploded, knocking the ground out of a huge pit.
Fortunately, Beichen had already escaped with Fei Chen and the others, otherwise he would really be dead and couldn't die anymore.
Taking advantage of the fact that the power of the breeze rune had not yet receded, Beichen's body shot out, and the ink washing turned into a dragon and slammed into a critical attack, shaking back the two disciples who were guarding the mourning sword.
Beichen, who was blessed by the spiritual power of jade, was against the sky with his combat power, and smashed his fist on the face door of the Mourning Sword Temple.
Pity the nine little sword masters of the Dao True Sect, and from then on, only eight remained.
Miao Feng died, and the faces of all the disciples of the Dao Zhen Sect darkened at the same time. Miaoli roared sadly, very poignantly, and the sword in his hand turned around, wanting to force Feifu to retreat and kill Beichen with his own hands.
Miaoli was really angry, and Beichen was able to dodge his killing sword, which already made him very angry. changed hands and killed Miaofeng and slapped him in the face. He was a nine-layer solid, and he failed to kill a blood-turning peak with his sword, and he was killed by someone with his backhand A small sword master of his sect was not only a great shame, but also an unbearable death!
Eleven little sword masters, after one trial in the Extreme Dao Palace, they damaged the rainbow sword and the black sword, and the electric sword was seriously injured and was dying, and he is still struggling on the line of life and death.
Now, the loss of the sword has been damaged, which is an unbearable burden for the Daozhen Sect! The fall of three small sword masters in a row is definitely a loss that has severely damaged the foundation of the sect. You must know that these three people are definitely the leaders among the low-level disciples of the Dao True Sect, and they are the seedlings who will 100% advance to the Dao Spirit Realm. All three of them actually fell into the hands of the same disciple of Nanxuanzong, what an irony!
Even though the anger of the temple burned the Nine Heavens, the sword moves were fierce and sharp. It's a pity that at this time, Feifu's eyes are also red like blood, and the Xinghe Sword Decision was urged to the extreme, and the move was forced, and the temple was not allowed to relax in the slightest.
Feifu really went violent, just now Miaoli suddenly shot his sword towards Beichen, which was indeed beyond his expectations. A cultivator of the ninth layer of Guyuan would actually use a sword to deal with a disciple at the peak of blood transformation, and this person was also one of the small sword masters of the Dao True Sect!
One step made Feifu miss the opportunity to resist Miaoli's sword qi, and seeing the destruction sword qi impact towards Beichen, how could he not be angry, how not to be sad and angry.
The two disciples of the ninth layer of Guyuan were killed by life and death in the high altitude, and the two disciples of the two sects who were fighting below were also red-eyed, and the weapons in their hands were deadly, without reservation.
Dao Zhenzong lost a little sword master, he was very angry, and here in Nanxuanzong, he almost lost Xiaobeiba, and his heart was also on fire!
Looking down at Miaofeng, who was already dead, Beichen shook off the blood on his hands, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, the spiritual power within his dantian also began to dissipate, and the jade regained its calm.
"This baby, it will save his life in danger, what kind of realm is it, if it is a spiritual weapon, why doesn't the existence in it contact me!"
At this time, Beichen can be said to be exhausted and has no means. Fortunately, Fei Chen and Fei Dun walked before the ghost gate, and finally reacted, guarded Beichen again, and began to retreat to the periphery of the war group with him.
Fei Yuan and Fei Yan, the two madmen, completely stormed away, combining their swords, no defense, special attack, and lifeless fighting, and instantly suppressed several disciples of the Dao Zhen Sect.
"Are all Nan Xuanzong such crazy people!"
At this time, several streamers shot out from the sky in the distance, speeding towards the hematite field.
Miaoli's heart was shocked, these people came from the direction of Mizhou Mansion, and they were the help of Southern Xuanzong.
"Dao Zhen Sect disciple, retreat!"
"Disciple of Southern Xuanzong, fight!"
Two completely different orders were issued from the mouths of Miaoli and Feifu at the same time, and the battlefield suddenly became chaotic.
Southern Xuanzong's reinforcements came, and Daozhen Sect had no advantage at all, and all the disciples blindly sought to retreat. On the side of Nan Xuanzong, he was holding back his anger, fighting with the last trace of spiritual power in his body, to entangle the people of Daozhen Sect and prevent them from easily leaving the battle circle.
After being stabbed with a sword in the chest, Miao Li took advantage of the situation to break away from the battle circle, and forced several low-level disciples of Southern Xuanzong to force Feifu to turn around and resist.
Taking advantage of this gap, Miaoli successfully stabilized the situation, gathered the disciples of the Daozhen Sect, carried the corpses of some of the fallen disciples, and began to escape.
Looking at the people of the Daozhen Sect who were gradually disappearing, Feifu did not give the order to pursue. After a long war, Nanxuanzong's side is already the limit.
After the string was relaxed, ninety percent of the surviving disciples fell in a pool of blood.
Fei Yuan held his magic sword, half sitting in a pit, completely unconscious; Fei Yan was in a better situation, his whole body was bloody, kneeling in a pool of blood, his eyes were scattered, where was the body of a female disciple of Nan Xuanzong; Fei Xu's chest and ribs were severely injured and fell into the blood water, and his breath was weak.
At this time, the two who are in the best state seem to be Fei Chen and Fei Dun.
Beichen's body was severely injured by the sword qi of the Mourning Sword, and although he was barely able to stand at this time, he was powerless to do anything else.
"Senior brother, let's put a few surviving senior brothers and sisters in a clean place first!"
Fei Chen nodded, and with Fei Dun, he pulled out the disciples who had fallen into the blood one by one and carried them to the periphery of the battlefield to be carefully placed. Afterwards, they carefully gathered the body of the fallen disciple and carried it to a clean place. Some of the disciples who had regained their strength began to join them silently.
After a while, several rays of light fell, and Fei Qing rushed over with six disciples of the late Guyuan period. It can be seen that they are not in very good shape, and they have just experienced a big war.
Although they had foreseen it, when they really saw the eroded battlefield, the seven people of Feiqing couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, and they were very sad and angry.
looked at the silent brothers and sisters, and Beichen's heart sank.
After that, Beichen stretched out his hand and pressed the head of a demon beast of the fifth layer of Guyuan. A little bit of brilliance flashed, and a beast soul was sucked into his body.
After absorbing the beast soul, the jade once again fed back the spiritual power and spiritual power, and began to nourish the Beichen Dantian Qi Sea and the ancestral divine sense.
With the recovery of the spiritual power in the body, Beichen's injured Dao body also began to gradually heal, squeezing out the remaining sword qi in the body.
After recovering his mobility, Beichen did not clean up the blood stains on his body, so he moved slowly on the battlefield, absorbing more than a dozen demon beast souls one after another.
After absorbing the seventh beast soul, Beichen's injuries in his body had recovered seventy-seven eighty-eight.
This hematite battlefield was horizontal, and there were no less than forty corpses of demon beasts in the Guyuan period, some in the late stage, some in the middle stage, and more in the early stage.
Beichen, the beast souls of the five demon beasts in the late Guyuan period, and the ten beast souls in the middle of the Guyuan Dynasty were all absorbed, and the spiritual power in the body was full and the divine consciousness was full.
Originally, one Dao platform phantom that had been condensed in his dantian had turned into three at this time!
After inhaling the beast soul of the last Guyuan second-layer demon beast into his body, Beichen heard footsteps behind him.
"These things are working for you?"
Beichen turned his head and looked at Feifu, did not speak, just nodded.
Feifu could feel it, and although Beichen was covered in blood and looked embarrassed at this time, the qi, blood, and spiritual power in his body had all recovered to its peak.
Without asking too much, Feifu took out the corpses of the four demon beasts in the late Guyuan period from the storage bag.
Beichen did not hesitate, and reached out to absorb all the demon beast beast souls in the late stage of the four solid yuans.
As the spiritual power of the four feedback entered the dantian, the nine blood essences in Beichen's body shook at the same time, and they grew one after another, and the three Dao platform phantoms began to become real, and even the thunder and lightning mark seemed to be larger. Within his ancestral aperture, the power of divine consciousness has been accumulated, and he can already achieve thirty uses of one heart, and this divine consciousness cultivation is already something that only the peak cultivation of the third layer of Guyuan can have.
Feifu looked at Beichen, who was about to grow to his forehead, and reached out and pressed his shoulder, "You have to grow up quickly and become a towering tree, not afraid of any wind and rain, in order to shelter everyone!"
Beichen's eyes were resolute, he secretly clenched his fists and nodded!