The two realms invested more than 10,000 monks in the western battlefield, except for several major sects, and each hidden family also contributed to the battle, and they forced the battle line to open for nearly a hundred miles.

Wang Quanquan left the battle zone of the Lingyun Sect and walked more than ten miles through the camp of the Lun Thorn Sect before he saw the monk of the Cangyun Sect in front.

As the commander of the Cangqi Sect, the curse girl can cover more than 100 miles and affect the entire western battle situation, which is a big trouble for the Three Immortals Realm.

When the king's authority appeared in front of the Cangqi Sect Array, someone immediately recognized him and shouted:

"It's Ziying, this traitor actually has the face to come back."

The sound was not loud, but it was enough to spread all around, and many people, including the cursed girl, turned their eyes to this side, and there was anger, disgust, and schadenfreude, but there was disappointment in the eyes of one person.

"Ziying, why did you want to betray Yangcang?" The woman's voice was still gentle.

The king bowed and bowed:

"The curse girl is a senior who is a monk of the Three Immortals, and she was desperate to give up Ziying."

Hearing that the disciple was taken away, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, it was much better to die at the hands of the enemy than to betray the sect.

"Killing Ziying and daring to appear in front of the deity, do you think I won't kill you?" The woman spoke again, her tone much colder than before.

The king's body hung low from beginning to end, and he said word by word:

"The younger generation's seizure technique is special, not a replacement, but a fusion of divine souls, I have Ziying's memory, and at the same time he feels, in a sense, I am Ziying."

The cursed girl, who had never seen her joy and anger, was finally angered by these words, and her brows were deeply wrinkled:

"Ziying is dead, dead at your hands, how dare you shamelessly claim to be him?"

After that, she suddenly made a move, if the apprentice became a traitor, she would rather the other party really die.

The woman drank a bright syllable, and Wang Quanquan's face changed and he hurriedly dodged.

Although the curse girl is a soul cultivator, most of her supernatural powers are auxiliary effects, and the few attack spells have gradually been found out by the other party.

The king's authority flipped left and right to dodge, but there was no attack, and after a long time, the woman gradually lost patience and said:

"Why do you keep hiding?"

"Because I'm afraid of death, Master."

"You still dare to call me Master?"

Wang Quanquan was quite helpless, out of emotion, he didn't want to hurt the other party, but out of reason, he had to do it.

……

At the same time, on the west side of the battlefield, the extraterritorial swordsman Mao Hong seemed to have some kind of mystery, sword after sword, endlessly, the Yuli sword was really like a raindrop constantly hitting the opponent, and every time the tip of the sword fell into a ripple, the space was distorted.

Aconite was beaten back again and again, and couldn't help but regret that he shouldn't have just driven the king away from the hero.

Mao Hong's whole person is attached to the sword, at the age of 981, he is still stuck in the soul period, and his root bones are not very good, but his understanding in swordsmanship has surpassed that of his master.

Chaowendao is not half a bottle of vinegar in sword cultivation, but because of the defeat in the battle with Taibai back then, he has abandoned sword cultivation since then and found another way to cultivate to Mahayana.

Disciple Mao Hong, like Ganqiu, is a good seedling for sword practice, but it's a pity that Yang Cang is not like the three immortals, and he can't get a decent sword cultivation, and the two can only worship under him.

The old man gave up halfway, and the only way he could give them guidance was halfway, and the rest of the way had to be crossed by themselves by feeling the stones.

The river is deep and the water is rapid, and if you are not careful, you will drown, Mao Hong has not gone mad for these years, all because of his cautious character, and he gave up this road to start over again when he felt a little bad, he believed that as long as he kept trying, he would one day find the right way.

There is nothing wrong with this method, and it can even be said that it is the most correct decision in the absence of a guide, but he just bumped into an aconite today.

The aconite master worships the first sword of the three immortals and cultivates Taibai, and the old man has ruled the three immortals realm for thousands of years with a green blade, and I am afraid that no one in the world is more refined than his sword intent.

Mao Hong, who usually follows the rules, finally saw what it is to really use a sword today, Aconite cultivation can't compare to him, but he can always use sword moves that he can't help but want to applaud, the other party's calm and free and easy, is what he, a person who is used to practicing swords carefully, can't get out of his hands.

Mao Hong's sword has always been meticulous, like an old lady embroidering, for fear that a needle will be wrong, and a pair of splendid mountains and rivers will be broken.

Subtle manipulation is a good way to accumulate strength for a long time for technical cultivation, but when used on sword cultivation, it inevitably seems too calculating.

If the swordsman is not casual, how can he say the sword intent?

Aconite is obviously well versed in this, the moves are casual and natural, and he does not deliberately pursue precision and degree, even more so as Taibai, who is a master, is full of enthusiasm when he is young, and when the road is uneven, he draws his sword to smooth it out, just seeking pleasure in his chest, and he doesn't care if he will cause trouble.

It's no wonder that Aconite offended the powerful because of his chivalry back then, and almost ended up in a dead end.

……

Mao Hong slowly understood the reason why he couldn't break through all these years, so he also learned from the other party to let go, every move came from the heart, but the sword intent was comfortable.

It is not uncommon to attack jade with the stones of other mountains and lakes in the mortal world, but there are too few people in the fairy world who cultivate swords, and it is even more rare to be able to cultivate a famous hall.

Gradually, his moves have their own divine will, and he has already entered the hall on the way to swordsmanship, and now it is almost an opportunity to learn an epiphany.

Mao Hong swung out a sword, and the sword intent reached the apex, but he suddenly put his sword back into its sheath and hugged his fist at the young man in front of him:

"Although you and I are opposed, Mao still wants to thank Your Excellency for your kindness."

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and left.

Seeing this scene above the sky, Chao Wendao said with a smile:

"Thanks to your disciple, the old man should also retire."

"Is it really like this, don't say goodbye to her?"

"No need, the old man didn't win against you a thousand years ago, so he said that he would never see her again in this life, and now he doesn't want to have a reputation for being untrustworthy."

As the old man spoke, he stood up, while the old man in white looked down and seemed to say to himself:

"I never said that I want to compare, it's your old boy who has to be superior to each other."

"The old past, don't mention it, the only regret now is that we didn't see the scene we expected."

Taibai was silent when he heard this, his eyes showed a little regret, both of them had high-spirited years, they had thought about changing the way of the world, and they both sat in that unattainable position, but in the end, not only did they fail to change reality, but they succumbed to reality.

There was only a lonely figure left in the sky above the star field, looking at the young people below who were still desperate, in a trance, the old man muttered:

"Can it really be done?"

……

In the battlefield, the cursed girl seemed to be determined to end up this young man who dared to pretend to be her apprentice, a series of syllables came out of her mouth, forcibly reduced the speed of the opponent, and cooperated with several god-transforming monks to jointly besiege and kill.

The curse girl has special natal powers, and she has a transcendent status in the entire Yang Cang Realm, and she still has a special escort on the battlefield, and her treatment is comparable to that of the royal family.

The several god-transforming monks who fought with the royal power were all from the imperial court guards, each with a silver spear, although the spear skills were not as good as Gu Zhulu back then, but they were superior in numbers and cooperated, forcing him to have no room to fight back for a while.

In the middle of the siege, there were sharp silver spears on all sides, and he had to raise his double sword to parry in danger.

When he pulled out the spirit quenching sword, the woman who was still hesitant suddenly had a great killing intent, the syllables in her mouth changed abruptly, and the figure of the king was suddenly stunned, and the monk behind him seized the opportunity and stabbed him in the shoulder with a spear.

Wang Quanquan finally came to his senses after suffering pain, this is a battlefield, not a place for his mother-in-law and mother to talk about friendship, even if he has the heart to give in, he must have the strength to match it.

Thinking of this, he no longer dwelled on the past, his body was illusory for a while, and the whole person crashed backwards, the other monk was still in the joy of success, and the silver spear had the effect of locking the soul, so he didn't expect him to be able to use it to reverse.

Wang Quanquan is so experienced in combat that the operation of the spell has almost become instinctive, and at the moment when the two of them are staggered, a palm is handed out and directly stabbed into the opponent's back, and the situation between the two sides immediately changed dramatically.

The Yang Emperor's guards have always given priority to the task, and they don't have much friendship with each other, and seeing that their companions were seriously injured, the three of them did not come forward to rescue, but retreated to the cursed girl one by one.

The king's authority once again unleashed a mirage, tampering with the other party's memories and becoming his loyal servant, and then casually tossed them aside.

The wounded guard staggered back to his camp, but was just five steps closer to his companion when he was stabbed through the heart with a spear.

The man who shot out the spear with an expressionless face, gently waved it to shake off the blood on the tip of the spear, and did not look at the falling body of his companion, but coldly said to the king:

"I have heard of the prestige of Ziying Daoyou, and before leaving, the young master specially instructed that once you touch it, you must be prepared to die in the line of duty."

The young master in the other party's mouth is naturally Yang Dingchun, Wang Quanquan has long known that she is a master who treats human life like a mustard, especially without any mercy for her subordinates, no wonder Gu Zhulu will not hesitate to oppose her.

Born in the royal family, this kind of behavior is very common, but the so-called prince of the royal authority will commit some women's kindness from time to time.

……

He has always had a lot of respect for the loyal, so he no longer thinks about enslaving them, but lets them die as they deserve.

The two swords of the king's authority are combined, the black and white carp phantom floats on the sword body, and the two fish are linked to each other to form a Taiji diagram, and the two fairy swords of different materials of different lengths are then fused into a light red long sword.

Wang Zhiquan held the sword in one hand and pointed straight ahead to the three people.

I thought he was going to launch the sword style, but I didn't want the long sword to turn into a peach blossom from the tip of the sword.

Extraterritorial techniques have always seemed unpredictable to the Three Immortal Cultivators, and so has the two switching positions. The three guards clenched their spears tightly, and when the first petal approached, one of them immediately used the strength of the spear to pull it open.

Transfiguration was not uncommon for monks, at best it was a trick to revert to its original state when attacked, and the petals they thought would reveal their original appearance, but they turned out to be fluttering like ordinary petals.

A large handful of peach blossoms slowly floated towards a few people, and they smelled the fragrance of flowers from afar, but they still didn't dare to be careless, and waved the spear in their hands, shattering this superb beauty.

The petals are still light, but this time it seems to have been manipulated, intentionally or unintentionally diffused to surround several people in the middle, and the king, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke:

"I wanted to invite you to enjoy the flowers, but since I don't appreciate it, then it's okay."

As soon as the words fell, there was a little cold light around them, and the peach blossoms floating in the air instantly faded their red makeup and turned into dense broken blades.

This situation is far beyond the scope of transformation, it is not difficult to transform into shape, but no one can transform thousands of tiny blades at the same time, and they have just smelled the fragrance of flowers, and the curse girl has also taken a light petal to the palm of her hand, and her fingers twisted lightly, and even oozing pale red juice.

Wang Quanquan didn't know what kind of terrifying move he had done, this technique was what he had learned in the Holy Spirit Realm back then, and it came from that extraterritorial exercise, and the reason why he chose Peach Blossom was because he never forgot that peach forest.

He pointed the remaining hilt of his sword at the three of them, and said softly:

"A little bit of red rain."

With that, thousands of debris flew towards him, piercing through all obstacles in their path.

This style is called "red rain".

……

In the middle of the battlefield, in the face of the joint attack of the three women, the boy did not show any decline, and the monsters on the field had changed from three to four, except for the previous octopus and strange sheep, I don't know when there was another griffin.

There are as many fierce beasts as there are in the void, the young man has just set foot in the gods, and there are only these three fierce beasts that can be mobilized, if he is allowed to continue to grow, it will definitely be a big disaster for the three immortal realms in the future.

Elder Kong Lian knew this, even though the griffin had a lot of restraint against the python, she still fought with it, and once she found an opportunity, she would step forward to capture the young man with lightning speed.

Zhi Qi Xu guessed her thoughts, and hid behind him from beginning to end, with a huge octopus in front of him, and an extraterritorial monk with a high level of cultivation behind him, so that the old woman had no way to take him.

Under the stalemate of the battle, the situation gradually became unfavorable to the Three Immortal Realms, and at this time, a green figure fought and retreated towards this side, because of the cultivation of Yuan Ying, so it did not attract too much attention.

At the moment when the woman stepped into the octopus, she suddenly threw out a magic weapon with her backhand to delay the enemy, and then quickly turned around, and her left hand, which had already been placed on her waist, used a little force, and opened the already tight plug, and drank the word "receive" in her mouth.

A strong suction force came out of the gourd, and the octopus in front of the boy immediately realized that something was wrong, and squirmed to escape, Yao Lu had been waiting for this opportunity, how could he let it go easily, and chased it with his feet, and at the same time pinched the trick with his right hand, and the suction force from the gourd increased suddenly.

The strange sound of a huge octopus beast being put into the gourd by Ji Lu in a short time, and the strange sound coming from its huge body being stuffed into the mouth of the gourd the size of a copper coin made many male cultivators around show a lewd smile that could only be understood and could not be expressed.

Chixia Peak Elder Kong Lian took advantage of the young man's loss of protection and stepped forward to catch him, and the latter began to regret his usual slackness.

Zhi Qi was selected by the immortals at a young age, awakened his natal supernatural power at the age of twelve, and then practiced quickly, breaking through the god at the age of less than two hundred, and the path was smooth, and he never encountered the so-called bottleneck, as if the Holy Spirit was feeding behind his ass.

If you are young and have not tasted defeat, you will inevitably make mistakes at this age.

He is arrogant and not hardworking, relying on the presence of fierce beasts, he can't even have a decent life-saving supernatural power, so he was sent to the battlefield by his master to experience.

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(End of chapter)