Chapter Fifty-Eight: The World Wars
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From the outside, the originally green area of the earth has not only disappeared, but is also full of war and blood.
The deafening sound of heavy weapons, and the occasional large-scale spell of the cultivator Cheng Liang swayed on the battlefield, and a large wave of Zerg was wiped out, but then more insects densely occupied everyone's field of vision, so that the soldiers who saw it at a glance, although they did not lose the courage to fight, could not help but have a sense of despair.
With so many bugs, when will they be killed!
More powerful cultivators were also dispatched at this time, and everyone received an order to stop the battle and retreat to the rear line to rest.
Many people exuded a powerful aura surging over, and they rushed to every battlefield with their cultivation to the peak, and everywhere they went, all ordinary zergs were overwhelmed and couldn't raise their heads.
Even those obviously evolved bugs could only raise their heads with difficulty and roar.
There has never been a great war in which the entire world of cultivators fought against the enemy together, and there may be, but it is a long time ago and has long since disappeared into the vast history.
Therefore, this battle is probably something that everyone will never forget in their lifetime.
All the ordinary sergeants and cultivators were looking at the sky at this moment, and the figures of Dao robes fluttering in the wind.
Or walk on the wind, or walk with the sword, or sit on the strange magic weapons.
The figures are sloppy, the robes are simple, or even shabby, but one by one the figures appear on the battlefields of all sizes at this moment, with their own cultivation, understanding of the Tao, and a kind of courage to sacrifice themselves for human beings.
"This is the real immortal!"
Whether it is an ordinary person, a sergeant, or even an ordinary cultivator, whether it is a man or a woman, old or young, at this moment, they are all dizzy!
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Liu Xiongyi and another middle-aged monk who had also broken through the Yuan Infant Stage appeared on a certain battlefield, and casually waved a spell to eliminate hundreds of thousands of insects on the battlefield.
His eyes did not change solemnly, looking at the dirt bag in front of him, which was obviously countless times larger than the others, and there was a faint roar coming out of it, as if a behemoth was about to appear.
"It's a pity." Liu Xiongyi said with emotion. If they can gather more primordial infancy, then this big bug is their behemoth.
The other middle-aged monk didn't speak, not that he couldn't speak, but that he had just been promoted, and not speaking was to seize every minute of time to cultivate his mind and condense more aura.
But in fact, both Liu Xiongyi and the middle-aged monk knew in their hearts that although the realm of this insect wheel was only about the same as theirs or even slightly inferior, the hard defense and huge body represented not only attack, but also stronger recovery, stronger power to use the aura of heaven and earth.
From that roar alone, you could feel the heaven and earth aura in your body tumbling for more than a long time, if the same was true for other battlefields, and even if there were even more powerful Zerg on the scene, then their situation would be really critical.
"I didn't expect that it wasn't just us who were buying time, these zergs were also buying time."
The other middle-aged monk finally spoke, his face was pale at the moment, it was obvious that the power of the roar just now should not be underestimated.
This will be a vicious battle, and even if it is won, there is a high probability that it will be irrepressibly injured, and the greatest possibility is that both of them will die here.
"I didn't expect that we, who have done all the evil things in our lives, will one day sacrifice our lives for the survival of mankind."
Liu Xiong seemed to be sighing, but his eyes did not fluctuate at this moment, on the contrary, in the face of the monster that was about to break through the ground, the battle intent surged.
"Probably because we're all human."
He seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was giving himself a reason.
He flew away.
"Every time you do something, you have to give yourself a reason, it's not annoying."
The middle-aged monk spread his hands helplessly, and a sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he followed Liu Xiongyi as quickly as he flew up.
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The same is true for the major battlefields.
In the case of the appearance of the major monks, the insect sea tactics of the insects have not been effective, and one giant zerg after another have been bred, at this moment, even the monks who have made these realms break through quickly with a strong aura are fighting extremely hard.
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Without anyone knowing, two old men with ordinary breath stood outside the battlefield and watched silently from a distance, their breath was not felt by anyone, they were both great cultivators who had broken through the realm of transforming gods.
A sloppy figure, when his eyes are squinted, he is extremely obscene, this is the old ancestor of Wudang Mountain, Chen Brick.
On the other hand, although the Taoist robe is simple, its temperament and demeanor, in the eyes of ordinary people, do not conform to the image of the Taoist fairy in their minds. Compared with the old bricks, it is not only a lot higher. This is Huang Qingyu, the ancestor of the Huashan faction, and the Taoist is ethereal.
It's just that at this moment, although he didn't bend down, his tone was obviously a little respectful to Chen Brick and said, "Brother Chen, when should we make a move?" ”
"Huh?" Old Chen Brick's eyes narrowed to only a slit, as if he was enjoying his respect, but his eyes were extremely solemn.
"Hmm!"
Huang Qingyu was able to cultivate to such an extent, and his mental observation power was definitely not low, and he also discovered the abnormality of the old way.
"Come and give me a hand!" Chen Brick Lao Dao suddenly patted Huang Qingyu on the shoulder with one hand, and suddenly, the two of them appeared, and then Huang Qingyu realized that Chen Brick Lao Dao had already made a move, but his goal was not this large and small battlefield, but underground!
Huang Qingyu couldn't help but be a little shocked when his thoughts went deeper, Chen Zhuan was already at a higher level, and he had already explored the truth in front of him, and he didn't know anything.
For a while, Huang Qingyu's thoughts were complicated, but he was interrupted by Chen Zhuan in an instant.
"What do you think, come with me to deal with that big bug!"
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On the other hand, far away from the battlefield, a small spatial crack appeared from the sky, and inside, a look poked out, although it was deliberately suppressed, it still couldn't hide the squeeze of the monstrous demonic energy and the aura of heaven and earth, and the momentum was huge.
The ugly voice spoke hoarsely.
"Inform the main helmsmen of the gates, and the planet can start collecting."
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Almost at the same time, the eyes of an old man in the Great World Cultivation Realm who had seventy-two green lanterns placed around him in a strange formation suddenly opened, and the green lanterns beside him continued to explode, and even the old man spit out a large mouthful of essence blood.
But he didn't care.
"Pass my order and inform all the major sects of Xiuzhen that the stronghold that the demon clan wants has been found, and in a day, I will break through the spatial barrier with the ancient ancestor secret method, and call the prepared Xiuzhen disciples to enter at the speed to fight the demon clan!"
Crackling and crackling, the thunder in the sky suddenly exploded, I don't know if it was the revelation of the angry old man, or it was indicating that a mountain rain was about to come and the world was shaking all over the building.