The old monk smiled, but said: "The Fa is indeed uncontrollable, that is because the demon heart is in you, not elsewhere, and since the demon is in you, then it is your inner demon, and if it is yours, it must be yours, and since it must be yours, then you must be able to control it, if you feel that you can't control it, then you will let it go, and you must not be able to control it." After the old monk said this in one breath, he turned around and left with an unfathomable look.

Wu Wei was stunned in place, and the keyboard warrior noticed that something was wrong with Wu Wei, walked over and pushed him, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I feel like I've been enlightened, and I think I might have been fooled, so let me think about it." Wu Wei hid in a secret room in a trance, and thought carefully.

From the beginning of Wu Wei's absorption of the demon soul, he knew that the demon soul had an impact on his consciousness, and the first time he lost his mind was completely the result of his own indulgence, at that time, anger occupied all of him, and he just wanted to go completely crazy, regardless of everything to destroy everything, and he was no longer bound by his heart, and he also fell into madness completely as he wished. After that, he felt that he could only gain his full power by falling into madness, so even with the adjustment of yin and yang, he still fell into madness every time.

"Could it be? Is it really uncontrollable? As long as you master the law, even time and space can be controlled, let alone the heart? ”

When Wu Wei thought of this, a door was slowly opening for him.

While Wu Wei was deep in thought, the thousand-man battle group had already been assembled, and after a short period of cooperation practice, they thought that they had at least the strength to protect themselves in the face of the enemy's volley.

Under the leadership of the elders of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, a thousand-strong warband surrounded Phillips' base in the center. Outside the encirclement of the thousands, tens of thousands of monks and descenders are on standby, ready to replace the wounded or heal.

A sword roar sounded, and nine more sword sounds echoed in the distance, and ten hundred-man teams rushed towards the steel base.

In an instant, the steel base reacted, and an incomparably thick shield appeared on the periphery of the entire base, rippling on it, and the light refracted beautiful colors on it.

One by one, the underground bunkers opened their hatches, and hundreds of fighters flew out of them and flew towards their targets.

Ruan Qingyuan led a hundred people to rush the fastest, and was also the first to engage the enemy, the range of the fighter was stronger than the flying sword, and more than a dozen fighters opened fire together, the target was Ruan Qingyuan who was the first.

Ruan Qingyuan knew the power of this weapon, and he didn't dare to be careless, and roared: "Defense! ”

Dozens of spiritual qi rose into the air, forming a shield in front of Ruan Qingyuan, and dozens of flying swords coiled everything, like a shield full of spikes against the aura shield, more than a dozen particle beams shot on the aura shield, and the aura steamed up, although the beam passed through the aura shield, but the power decreased sharply, and they were all stopped by the flying sword.

Ruan Qingyuan shouted again: "Attack!" ”

The aura and flying sword all turned into a killing move and attacked the fighter, and the first fighter plane trembled under the continuous attack, and finally shattered. The fighter turned and left, took two swords and broke away from the attack, and two other fighters protected him behind him, blocking the attack for him.

Ruan Qingyuan yelled: "Urgent! ”

The flying sword in his hand came out of his hand, and the flying sword was extremely fast, bypassing a fighter plane with a full shield and stabbing towards the fighter with a broken shield. The two fighters threw out blue flames, and their speed increased sharply, firmly protecting the flying sword target.

Ruan Qingyuan said again: "Open!" ”

The flying sword suddenly bloomed with thousands of lights, an inch of small hole appeared out of thin air, the flying sword drilled into it, and the next moment, a small dark hole appeared before the damaged fighter, and the flying sword shot out of it and pierced directly into the fighter.

There was a loud bang, flames filled the sky, and the fighter plane exploded into countless fragments, and the immortal cultivators applauded in unison.

Although the other nine teams under the leadership of the leader and elder did not all have successes, they were all in danger and there were no casualties.

The keyboard warrior watched the battle from a distance with several sect leaders, and one of them said: "Although the opponent's chariot is far superior to the cultivators in attack and defense, the flexibility is too poor, and the cultivators can fly in the air at will, as long as they master their movement laws, there is nothing to fear." ”

The rest of the people all nodded, and the keyboard warrior was very happy to see that the battle situation was in favor of his side, but he didn't believe that Phillips had been planning these methods for so long, and he also saw that these fighters were completely piloted by artificial intelligence, and there was no pilot among them, which proved that the root of these fighters was not a means used by Phillips to win the victory.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, as the head said, when the cultivator is familiar with the movement mode of the fighter and the method of attack, he will not feel how terrifying the other party is. Those fighters can only fly in a straight line, the amplitude of left and right turns is limited, and those rays can only attack in a straight line, as long as they dodge the muzzle in advance, no matter how strong the attack is, they will not be able to hit anyone. Eight more planes were sunk, but none of the monks were killed.

The keyboard warrior looked at the situation on the field and suggested: "Now that we have achieved a lot of results, although the monk has no casualties, but the loss of mana is also a lot, why don't you withdraw a few breaths of cultivation first, replenish some mana, and then attack." ”

One of the masters said: "The head of the sand is too worried, the monk's mana loss is less than half, at this time, it is better to take advantage of the victory to pursue, if we withdraw the troops now, give them a chance to breathe, and then find out what flaws we have, it will be more than worth the loss." ”

The head of Song listened to the words of the two and said: "What the two heads said makes sense, and with a stick of incense, no matter what the battle situation is, the monk will be withdrawn to cultivation." ”

Everyone nodded when they heard the words of Master Song, whether it was to chase after the victory or to chase after the poor Koumo, but it was indeed a bit too early to withdraw now.

The keyboard warrior didn't speak anymore, just watched the battle on the field with worry.

With nine fewer fighters, the monks had more room to play, and the flaws caused by the group's mutual cover began to be revealed, and after only half a pillar of incense, more than twenty fighters were destroyed.

The head of the pursuit who suggested that the chasing man chuckled: "If you have half a pillar of incense, you can kill all the enemies!" ”

Everyone was overjoyed to see that it was going so well, and it seemed that this Shenzhou crisis was not as terrible as imagined.

At this moment, all the fighters suddenly gave up their attack and flew towards the steel base, and the cultivators hurriedly approached when they saw this, and all kinds of spells were fired towards the fighters that fell behind, and in just a few breaths, more than a dozen fighters were sunk.

Seeing this, the keyboard warrior knew that Phillips was going to be serious, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up and withdraw, I'm afraid there will be a change!" ”

A boss said: "Master Sha is optimistic, now it's our big victory!" ”

"I know, but you don't know how terrible the opponent is, he has been planning for a long time and refuses to be defeated at the touch of a button!"

"You are increasing the prestige of others and destroying your own ambition." The man chuckled.

"Nor can they be counted as others, they are also the ones who came... An elder behind the head said.

"Shut up!" Master Song shouted.

The head also felt that there was something wrong with his own elder, so he glared back at him, turned his head and said, "It's better to withdraw the troops here." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the hatch of the steel fortress opened again, and hundreds of humanoid mecha about seven feet tall rose into the sky.