Although because of the fact that the spiritual tide was far away and the end of the law came, Hong Tiangui's incomparably huge pure spiritual power could not be smelted into the so-called "divine consciousness" or "divine thought" of those real ancient monks in the ancient Taiping Dao, and even because there was no support of magical energy, he could not even advance the unique "spiritual mental power" in his ontology Edward mastering the spellcaster system.

But his original deity, Edward, still left Hong Tiangui with enough legacy, and did not need additional energy support, in the wizarding world, those millions of magic apprentices in the magic world over the years summed up the use of pure spiritual power techniques and skills.

For example, now, our Hong Tiangui skillfully divides the huge spiritual power in the Shangdantian Zhihai, wrapped in the "Taiping Taoism" Yuzhu Jian's warmth, divides an extremely subtle wisp, and then in a certain way, through the pineal gland in the center of the eyebrows, it is released into a state of spiritual ripples, and then it is like a radar to quickly scan in front of him.

Although this is only a pure spiritual power use technique at the level of a magic apprentice, in terms of pure detection, it already has some functions that are not inferior to the "One Ring Detection Technique" of the old era before the establishment of the Solomon Universe and the Divine Camelot Kingdom.

"Behind these railway companies, there are transcendent beings?"

At this time, in the ripples of Hong Tiangui's spiritual perception, at first glance, it was extraordinary, the five heads changed into brown-black wolf heads, and the burly man followed behind a black figure that was fast and slender, but the corners of his mouth were exposed with blood-sucking fangs, and he rushed towards the Yin warriors of the "Taiping Tribe".

"These wolf-headed monsters are so powerful!"

"And that tusked creature turned out to be a cold-blooded animal, and there is no heartbeat yet!"

"Could this be the dark creatures of Western legends, vampires and werewolves?"

Hong Tiangui's eyes froze, and he forcibly endured the slight stinging pain in his eyebrows, increasing the output intensity of the pineal gland's spiritual perception ripples.

In an instant, next to the five suspected Western vampires and werewolves, like a monster book in a modern civilization game, their Mercedes speed data, muscle strength, body size and height data, as well as a rough estimate of the threat level - D-class.

D-class humanoid creatures are a level of strength evaluation that has been optimized many times in the wizarding world, and they belong to the level that has not yet entered the first-order transcendent realm of the main god Great Light Sphere, but is close to the peak of mortal things in all aspects.

Although these mortal peak-level monsters can still be killed by an army armed with muskets with an unyielding will and numbers, Hong Tiangui is reluctant to cultivate his hard-earned knowledge under the hands of the "junior high school students" of the Celestial Empire plane in his previous life, wasting his life in such a meaningless place.

"Order the warriors to retreat!"

Hong Tiangui stood up from his prostrate state and said to a starter holding a wooden whistle beside him.

"Hong Jiayi, the guards are with me!"

Then, he took out a two-foot-long sword engraved with Taiping Yunwen, and jumped out of the bushes with five guards who had been his Dharma protectors.

After all, this is only a small battlefield, and the place where Hong Tiangui and the others are watching the battle is not far from the battle place on the front line.

And Hong Tiangui, who has been living for a year now, is no longer the noble son who was useless except for spiritual power when he first crossed over, and even looked a little delicate.

The cheetah-like streamlined muscles rose and fell with his breathing, making Hong Tiangui in the gallop only feel the wind whistling in his ears.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Although the whistle for evacuation had sounded, the Taiping "tribe" soldiers in the battle did not panic at all, hunched over and fired two shots from time to time, and retreated in an extremely orderly manner.

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"Ahh

Chavez let out a low roar, and as he and a few of his werewolf men got closer and closer to the core of the battlefield, he was finally unfortunate enough to be shot.

"Who the hell, who taught these damn yellow-skinned monkeys how to use muskets!"

Although the wriggling muscles at the wound had squeezed the bullet out and recovered the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye, the loss of blood still made the half-vampire's face even paler.

Forced by the pain, he did not stop galloping.

The Indians who were getting closer and closer to him brought a bloodthirsty smile to the corners of Chavez's mouth, and he was already fantasizing about rushing into the crowd and drinking the sweet blood of these yellow-skinned monkeys!

But alas, fantasy is just fantasy after all.

Just as Chavez could almost clearly see the young warrior's young warrior's young, immature face painted with vegetable paint right in front of him, a powerful and ferocious cannon fist slammed into his side.

"Smack!"

In the Daqing folk boxing legend "a thousand gold is hard to buy a sound", the real occurrence of Charles's ears made him pounce on him, his face changed instantly, the nails on his hands stretched an inch in an instant, and he lowered his head and grabbed the ground violently.

The tremendous inertia brought by his previous rapid speed caused him to pull ten long scratches on the dirt on the ground, and he was embarrassed to dodge the attack that should have hit him in the forehead.

The ground was filled with smoke and dust, and although Charles dodged the blow, the powerful wind brought by the previous cannon punch still threw the strange jazz hat on his head away, and the dazzling sunlight sprinkled down, making a layer of weird goosebumps suddenly appear on his pale complexion.

"Damn, are you the totem ······ of the Indians"

Before Charles could finish his angry words, the figure that had just attacked him instantly pierced through the smoke and dust, and once again leaned forward, a sharp long sword stabbing straight into his heart.

"No!"

Facing the blade of the sword that pierced his heart, Charles only had time to move his body around in horror, and was instantly pierced through the ribs of his chest by the long sword and nailed to the ground.

At this time, he clearly saw that the person in front of him who almost killed him was only a very, very young man wearing a gray-white robe with coldness flashing in his eyes.

There is no time to think about it, the sharp weapon passing through the chest may be a fatal injury of instant death for ordinary people, but for Charles, a half-vampire with half knighthood blood, there is still room for the Jedi to fight back.

"Die!"

He shouted fiercely, grabbed the blade of the sword directly with his left hand, and forcibly tried to pull it out of the ground, while the sharp nails of his right hand came together and stabbed forward.

"You wait for demons, and you dare to struggle?"

Charles's abnormal movement was discovered by Hong Tiangui as soon as possible, and he sensed that the spiritual power in the sea was separated, and he instantly activated the thunder cloud text on the Taiping Sword in his hand.

The faint lightning light on the long sword flashed away under Hong Tiangui's control, releasing a violent paralyzing current in the half-vampire's chest.

"You're not an Indian, you're a Daqing ······"

Grabbing Charles who had just lifted up on his right, after hearing Hong Tiangui's words, this thought only had time to flash in his mind, and his eyes went black, leaving only eternal darkness······

And Hong Tiangui has traveled through a year, the first real local extraordinary battle, under his mental calculation or unintentional, it is not over in just 10 minutes.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

With a few sounds of bodies falling to the ground, the bodies of the werewolves who followed Charles's attack were abandoned by the guards in the open space in front of Hong Tiangui.

The werewolves, whose hands, feet, and vertebrae had been broken by the blow, were unconsciously paralyzed to the ground, their furry bodies slowly regaining their human form.

Seeing these dark creatures that were captured alive, Hong Tiangui's spiritual power scanned it carefully, and after confirming that there was nothing similar to tracking imprints, he nodded with satisfaction and commanded left and right.

"Take the wrong pig iron chains we captured, and wrap a few more strings around each one!"

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A few minutes later, the loud whistle sounded again.

The short transcendent duel has ended, but the battle that mortals see has not ended, but with the addition of Hong Tiangui and others in the next battle, the victory of the Taiping tribe has been clearly visible······