Shura Field
During the cultivation, Pangu was awakened by an earth-shattering loud noise. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Soon, the ground kept shaking. He rushed out of the battleship, only to see a glimmer of light in the sky outside, and a strange spectacle that he had never seen before appeared before his eyes.
A piece of land on the third level stretched out like a leaf, reaching out to the sky, breaking through the earth's crust. The light was like water leaking out of a bottle, dripping down from the sky.
Soon, there was a long drum beat, and the earth shook even more violently. Countless warriors sprung up like a tidal wave, and Pangu couldn't believe how the Dark Land could give birth to so many lives.
"Fight, charge. "Get out of the way of me, don't get in my way." "Hurry up and go to the Land of Light. All kinds of shouts rang out. Pangu looked at the chaotic formation and shook his head, no matter how many there were, there was no command and training, this was no different from sending him to death.
Pangu didn't want to bother with this place anymore, and he turned back and went into the cabin. The ship's stealth system is activated, and it looks like it's no different from a normal hillside. As soon as he turned to leave, several figures emerged from the hill not far away.
"Found a strange target, do you want to report it to the Grand Commander. An armor-piercing beast-shaped channeler stood up. "The holy war has begun, and nothing can go wrong. I'll leave right away, and you're here to continue watching. With that, the other bird-shaped adept leaped up and turned into a bird and sped away.
In the cabin, Twigs are cooking. The automated platform has been converted into a primitive stove with firewood stacked on the side. Pangu is a little used to everything, and he is not very good at using these intelligent tools, so it is better to be familiar with something, all of which reminds him of the caves in his hometown.
Mao Mao looked at the big plate in Xiao Zhi's hand, and as soon as it was served, Mao Mao couldn't wait to pounce on it and eat it. Seeing Pangu coming in, Xiaozhi was still a little embarrassed, and said a little nervously: "My lord, the meal is ready." ”
Pangu nodded, walked to the table and began to eat his own. The woman picked up the plate and walked to the corner, silently eating her own portion. The third level is a place of strict hierarchy, where powerful cultivators can easily decide the life and death of others, and there is an insurmountable gap between them and mortals.
Pangu said softly, "You can sit down and eat, it's more convenient." "Yes, my lord. The woman sat down obediently, and Maomao on the side finished another plate, looked at the woman with a smile and said, "Ah Zhi, your husband, I'm still full, let's have another plate." ”
Twig touched its head, a smile appeared on his face, and he got up to add food to Maomao. "Maomao, you've gained weight again, and your wife doesn't want you anymore. Pangu reached out and patted Maomao's belly and smiled.
Maomao stuck out her tongue and grimaced angrily. Pangu got up and walked towards the practice room again, his injuries had all healed, and most of the acupuncture points on his body had melted into Xuanmu. The Thunder Hell Sutra has also made great progress, although it has not advanced, but the thunder aura has all turned red, and it is getting deeper and deeper. The power is even more amazing, and several supernatural powers are more handy to use. By the day of Dacheng, Pangu estimated that few people in these nine secluded places could stop themselves.
Of course, except for a few cultivators I have met recently, they are so powerful that people are desperate. I don't know what their intentions are, but this kind of feeling of being manipulated at will is really uncomfortable.
There will be a day when I can be strong enough to protect my family, Lu'er, there will be that day. Pangu, who had calmed down, sat down and began a new round of cultivation. Terrible red thunder and lightning erupted from his body, like countless red snakes circling around him.
The little branch on the side looked intently, with some obsession in his eyes. What a powerful force, maybe with this adult, he can live on his own.
The first time he went up to the position, even if he was a little prepared, Jingkong still looked at the terrible flow of people in the distance in horror. Like a flood, the cry is like a mountain crying out for a tsunami. "Don't be nervous, the first time I saw it, although there were many of them, they would be sent to death when they came up. One of the guardians beside Jingkong smiled.
Different from the chaotic formation of the demons on the other side, the Buddha Realm can be said to have strong barriers, orderly, and perform their duties. The guardian monk had already built countless fortresses on the position, and the cloud boats in the air were also ready for battle, and the powerful energy cannons were constantly bombarding.
The demons who rushed forward were like ants watered by boiling water, dying wave after wave. "Look, they can't rush up without us playing. "Don't say such stupid things, their cultivators haven't come up yet, these are just cannon fodder. The population of the demons is too large, once every ten years, and it is also helping to digest their population. The guardian monk who sold the clearance equipment said with a serious face.
When Jingkong heard this, he couldn't help but feel a boundless chill rise in his heart. I used to think that holy war was sacred, but I didn't expect it to be so cruel, and dying a person is as easy as the wind blowing away a leaf.
It didn't take long for Yunzhou's energy to run out. Watching their massive figures retreat, Clearspace knew the real battle was about to begin. Sure enough, it didn't take long for a group of terrifying cultivators to pass by, and the heads of ordinary demons rushed towards the position.
They flap their bird-like wings and wave their sharp claws. Rushing into a group of fortresses at the forefront, the sound of killing was overwhelming. Ordinary demons, inspired by them, also roared and launched an attack on the whole front.
Soon, the fortress where the clearance was located was also attacked. He had only practiced the first layer of the Chiba Sutra, so he had to follow closely behind the guardian monk. As if the demon couldn't kill endlessly, he saw the corpse in the ground, and the blood soaked the upper of his shoes.
It's really a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, just what is everything for. Qingkong looked at the bloody scene in front of him in a daze. A call came from behind him. Jingkong turned around and saw a young demon raise a dagger and slash at him.
A huge crescent shovel shattered the skull of the demon clan, and the guardian monk said coldly, "If you don't kill him, he will kill you." This is not the place to chant the Dharma, if you can't fight, get out of here, don't get in the way. ”
Before the guardian monk's words fell, a pair of sharp claws fell from the sky, tearing him in half with one hand. The clear space came back from the shaking spirit, and the only helper died like this. From now on, he can only survive on his own.
The first wave of attacks was able to hit the fortress, which made the demons overjoyed, and more troops came like a tsunami. In the large camp of the Buddha realm, several monks with heavenly eyes imprinted the scene of the battlefield in the middle.
A monk stood up and said, "Master, Yunzhou's energy is sufficient, I request to launch an attack, if it continues like this, the first line of defense will be dangerous." ”
"Don't rush, consume them again. "Led by an old monk humane. He looked at the prospect, searching for the familiar figure. If you can see the clear space dead in front of you, everything will be more perfect.
Brother, don't blame me. There are too many geniuses in your faction, your apprentice will not die, I am uneasy, you also broke through in front of the formation last time, this kind of thing can't happen again.
There are so many enemies that even the Sky Eye can't see the whole picture. The old monk finally didn't see where the clear space was, and he gently pinched the rosary in his hand.
Far away on the battlefield, a demon subduing monk covered in blood looked at the rosary on his chest and laughed: "Haha, junior brother, the master can't wait, alas, I have to let me give you a ride." He stepped lightly, and the entire team of demon soldiers in front of him was shocked and flew out.
"Buddha Realm, are you crazy, did you put a great monk at the level of Sea Patrol Envoy into the battlefield on the first day? The great patriarch of the Golden Horn clan in the demon clan stood up and said. At this time, a sentry came to report and found a suspicious cultivator.
"There are people who don't listen to the orders of the blood red flag, Tie Ao, you take a team, the strong are slaves, and the weak are killed. Under the order of the great patriarch, a golden-horned warrior behind him made a murderous big account.