Chapter Forty-Four: The Real Beacon Flames
Lin Yutian's prophecy soon came true, even if it was the simplest three-talent array, it would take three people to get along for several years before they could communicate with each other, and now dozens of people in Jiufeng were arranged, and they were only familiar with it for about three months, how could it be perfect?
The Beacon Flame Array, the girls of Jiufeng did not specialize in the depth, and the current level, the vitality energy transformed by the Beacon Flame Array can only ensure that the spiritual power in their bodies will not be exhausted, and they cannot fill their divine souls, after all, the power of divine souls is another more advanced energy.
But the formation, the first thing that consumes is the power of the soul, followed by the spiritual power, a long time of concentration, soon the girls' souls are dissipated to almost exhaustion, in the right corner of the beacon fire array, a girl finally lost the power of the soul and the seal in her hand slowed down for a moment, the magnificent beacon tower, as if the core of the masonry was taken away, pushed withered and began to collapse.
And at this time, the still terrifying number of necromantic armies still wrapped these girls, and the number of necromancers killed by the beacon fire wolf smoke during the previous period was only 5,000, compared to the huge base of the necromantic army, it was simply a drop in the bucket, once the beacon tower completely collapsed, then the girls among them would be instantly torn apart by the necromantic army, and the necromancers would not have any pity for the jade.
"Defeat the sky. Murong Ruoshui began to murmur unconsciously.
"Ruoshui, look at it, this is the real beacon fire array!" Lin Yutian let go of Murong Ruoshui, and immediately rose up, stepped into the air with seven void steps, and stood on the beacon tower that was about to collapse in the blink of an eye.
With Lin Futian's feet as the center, the ferocious energy swept out in all directions, directly shattering countless necromantic skeletons.
It was the shattering of the body and the gods!
"Look carefully, correspond to your own shortcomings, this beacon fire is not what you use. Lin Yutian said to the Jiufeng girl at his feet.
With his hands behind his back, Lin Yutian's feet merged into the collapsing beacon tower, and as soon as the spiritual power was integrated, the collapse of the beacon tower immediately stopped, and then, the surrounding dead air and vitality and all kinds of energy scattered in the void began to converge on the beacon tower.
Lin Feitian set up the formation, he didn't care whether the energy was mixed or not, as long as it was energy, Lin Futian had absolute confidence to control.
Under the boundless energy convergence around him, the size of the beacon tower at Lin Yutian's feet skyrocketed, and the beacon tower, which was originally only a few hundred zhang, has now reached ten thousand zhang, and the beacon wolf smoke scattered around the beacon tower for 100 meters covers a radius of 1,500 meters.
The necromantic skeletons that were originally under the coverage of the beacon tower were all crushed by the beacon tower, and the girls in the beacon tower were as if they were watching a movie, and there were extremely dazzling scenes in front of them.
After the beacon tower stopped soaring, Lin Futian did not stop there, the spiritual power under his feet suddenly turned into evil qi, and the evil qi on the immortal sword's body flowed towards Lin Futian's feet.
Lin Futian is not one of the kind-hearted girls in Jiufeng, he doesn't have so much time to reduce these necromancers little by little, even if these necromancers may have been kind in their lives, but they were innocently swept into the battle that destroyed the world, but now, they are just Lin Futian's enemies.
They want to kill Lin Ruitian and advance, and Lin Ruotian wants to kill them and pass the level, this is a battle for the Dao.
It's just about life and death, right or wrong!
It's like a human cultivator killing a brute beast to take the essence blood beast soul to cultivate, and no one will pay attention to any innocent and strong animal because of this.
The beacon fire wolf smoke that has been integrated into the evil qi can no longer turn the dead qi into vitality, and the technique of overlapping death and life has become a dead evil spirit, and the original dead qi has been turned into a more violent evil qi by Lin Yutian.
Although they were immortalized under the coverage of the beacon fire, the scene became tragic.
The skeleton that has been resurrected by evil qi is even more violent than before, and the fight is completely desperate.
Even though the number of people is very different, the scene is still evenly matched.
However, in this way, Lin Weitian is still not very satisfied, what he wants is a victory that pushes and decays, not a stalemate battle.
Lin Futian supported the beacon tower, but did not let the girls of Jiufeng let go of the connection with the beacon tower, if there was no this wave of necromancy, it would be almost impossible for the girls of Jiufeng to kill the number of 30,000, so Lin Futian wanted to let the current number of souls killed by the beacon tower be counted on the Jiufeng girls.
Because of this, Lin Yutian did not directly seal with his hands, but dispersed his spiritual power in other parts and rushed into the Beacon Flame Array.
Compared with the boundless army of necromancers, although the beacon tower does not have a large proportion, it is already quite conspicuous, and the beacon tower at the foot of Lin Yutian is not comparable to the girls of Jiufeng, after devouring the dead qi on the necromancer's body, the beacon tower is still not decreasing, although the speed is not fast, but it is still gradually increasing, and at the same time, the violent atmosphere of the beacon fire wolf smoke is also getting stronger and stronger.
"Kill!"
On the battlefield between the necromancy, there was a fighting spirit and tragedy, humanity and joys and sorrows, and Lin Futian's determination was firm, these were nothing in his eyes, but for Murong Ruoshui and the girls of Jiufeng, this was an unprecedented experience.
There is no distinction between men and women on the battlefield, there is no right or wrong, and because of each other's different positions, all the bloodshed and killing are born because of this.
Although at the moment, it seems that this is a battle between necromancers, but everyone knows that there is actually only one person fighting against the huge necromantic army.
Lin defeated!
This is a solo show of Lin Yutian!
I don't know when, there was a sudden trace of mystical changes on the battlefield, and others couldn't feel it, but Lin Futian, who had the power of the divine soul, smelled some unusual smell.
I feel something, this is "enlightenment"!
Although ordinary people don't believe in such things as intuition, as a cultivator, they still attach great importance to this sudden perception in the dark.
Cultivators have been pursuing the ethereal "Dao" all their lives, and even the ultimate pursuit is ethereal, so what reason does a cultivator have to ignore this kind of thing that can still be felt?
Lin Futian followed the feeling in his heart and attached part of his divine soul to the skeleton of the necromantic who was resurrected by the smoke of the beacon fire, and he wanted to use this to feel the battlefield and feel the tragedy of the war.
Cultivating the Tao is refining the mind!
In the red dust, it is the best place to practice.
It's just that attaching the divine soul to the necromantic is a rather dangerous move, the purity of the divine soul is not allowed to be polluted by the dead qi, if it is not for the evil qi to protect the body, Lin Futian would not dare to attach the divine soul to the necromantic skeleton so rashly.
Among the third ancient ruins, although desolate, there will still be a slight breeze occasionally drifting by, Lin Yutian just held his hands behind his back, stood on the beacon tower, slowly closed his eyes, and the countless necromantic skeletons under the tragic battle, although there would be no bloody scenes, but the scene was still shocking.
It's just that as soon as the divine soul touched the necromantic skeleton, Lin Futian felt that a huge flow of information rushed into his brain, and the information didn't have a little regularity at all, it was quite messy, and it was full of fragments, although Lin Futian had been prepared for this, but he still couldn't help but be shocked for a while.
The essence of the necromancer is originally obsession, obsession, it is an unshakable thought generated by attachment, it is a collection of various complex memory fragments, and the data stream that Lin Yutian has received now is the most persistent memory fragment of many necromancers before their deaths.
Love, hatred, family affection, killing, anti-eye, all kinds of feelings constantly impacted Lin Failtian's will, trying to erode Lin Failtian's mind, but Lin Failan was like a rock, not moved by these at all.
"Scatter!"
Lin Futian groaned in his mouth, and those obsessions in his mind were immediately dispelled, although the impact of these obsessions can also temper his will, but now, Lin Futian has no time to think about this, because he will not do small and big things.
After purifying, the scene in the eyes of the dead spirit suddenly appeared in Lin Yutian's mind, and the breath on the necromancer's body also deeply transmitted to Lin Yutian's perception.
It was not as Lin Futian had imagined before, it was just the purest intention of killing, and there was no other emotion at all, in order to perceive the idea of the necromancer more deeply, Lin Futian had even completely fused the divine soul with the necromancy, but Lin Futian deliberately gave up his dominant position, so that the war continued in a normal situation.
In this way, Lin Futian is actually a necromancer, he can most fully understand the thoughts of the necromancer, the thoughts of the necromancer are not systematic, they only have the most essential intuition, Lin Futian clearly feels that all the necromancers have a faint helplessness in their hearts.
Lin Yutian understands this feeling, the dead souls, in fact, the souls of the dead have been put into the furnace of reincarnation, and now their life forms are no longer complete, if they die, they will disappear, and they will be born, but they have no goal, this is the real survival can not be death.
Among them, the three flavors, where is helpless, can be summed up in two words, the reason why this is so is only because this is already the emotional limit they have.
Lin Futian was concentrating on feeling the world of the dead, while constantly dividing the soul and continuing to attach other souls, it was not a simple matter to divide the soul, the complete soul was cut into many parts, and he had to bear considerable pain.
In this way, Lin Yutian actually began an extraordinary period of cultivation in this way, standing on the magnificent beacon tower with an elegant posture, with endless dead spirits fighting each other, strange but with a different sense of beauty.
This is the true aesthetics of violence!