Text Chapter 232, Lao Tzu's name is Jin Jin... Eight taels!
The sudden change in the situation is bound to have a great impact, and a moment ago, the side of the three realms of the Yuan Shen, which was still in an unfavorable situation, took the initiative in the blink of an eye.
As for the immortal forces, it is not so easy, if it is lucky, it is fine, but if it is unlucky, I am afraid that few people on their side will survive in the end.
"Kill..."
At this time, the battle on the grassland is becoming more and more intense, under the leadership of the nine primordial gods and three realms, the scattered cultivation side is like a tiger, although there are still casualties, but compared to before, it is much better.
As for the side of the immortal forces, it was miserable at this time, everyone suffered great danger, even if there was a combined battle array, but the fallen people were still one after another.
The power of the three realms of the primordial gods is too terrifying, and now with the help of many scattered cultivators, it is simply like a tiger with wings.
For the situation at this time, Nameless didn't think too much, this is what will inevitably happen, those Yuan Shen Three Realms exist, all of them are more than 100 years old, and their eyebrows are hollow, how can they really wait for destruction.
To put it bluntly, no matter how you fight, who unites with whom, but the ultimate goal is actually for the purpose of elimination, eliminating others and keeping yourself.
Twenty-four places, nearly 2,400 people, one out of 100 people, this kind of elimination rate is too high, if you don't unite with others, fight alone, you are definitely asking for hardship, but also self-defeating.
Coalition is inevitable, and who unites with whom, and in the process, the purpose of what happens, is in fact to eliminate!
The nameless shot was the main force against the side of the Three Realms of the Yuan Shen just now, but at this time, it has also become the main force against the side of the immortal forces.
From time to time, the light of the snow sword slashed across the heavens and the earth, just like the brilliant frightening, shining with the color and brilliance of death.
You must know that the existence of the three realms of the primordial gods is difficult to resist his tricky offensive methods, and how can the immortal forces that do not even exist in the three realms of the primordial gods resist.
As for the combined battle array, but until the beginning of the war, everyone has consumed a huge amount, and even if there is a combined battle array, it is difficult for many immortal force disciples to exert the terrifying power they did at the beginning.
For them, Nameless has no room for mercy, he is the opposite of them themselves, and his action at this time is actually no different from revenge.
Of course, in order to create a new identity, Nameless also deliberately hid the killing intent in his heart, just like ordinary casual cultivators, fighting across the battlefield just to win one of the last twenty-four places!
"Whoa..."
The blood rain drifted, the blood river flowed, and the originally verdant and vast grassland had long been unrecognizable at this time, the blood gathered into a small river, and the bones were piled up on the ground, making people almost have no place to stay.
It can be said that at this time, they can't fly, and those monks on the ground are all stepping on the bones, wading through the river of blood in fierce battles, and forgetting to die.
"Ahh
Screams came and went, and people died tragically almost every moment, and people slowly became numb and cold, with only blood-colored killing light flashing in their eyes.
In order to live, at this time, everyone has killed red eyes, abandoned the so-called moral sympathy, and some are only the most direct law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest.
With the passage of time, the immortal forces suffered heavy casualties, the Taoist Sancai Sword Formation and the Ice Cloud Sect's Ice Cloud Array collapsed one after another, and the vast majority of the people in the two major forces died unexpectedly.
In the end, Nameless took a look at it, and there were a few people who had cultivated to be more prominent, and they survived, such as the 'genius' of one of the three Taoist talents that Nameless knew, and Ran Zhu, one of the five golden flowers of the Ice Cloud Sect...
However, they did not survive by their own strength, but by becoming vassals of other forces, and by becoming part of the control of the combined battle array.
After all, the fact that these people were able to survive for a short time after the collapse of the battle formation proved that they had good strength, and including them in the big array would naturally be regarded as supplementing their own strength.
As for the method of manipulating the combined array, it is even simpler, before having the experience of controlling the combined battle array, even if they learn an unfamiliar combined battle array, it is only a matter of a few breaths.
Not to mention, controlling a combo battle formation is not as complicated and time-consuming as learning combat skills!
"There are fewer and fewer people!"
Another half an hour passed, and Nameless glanced at the battlefield and saw how many people were left at the moment.
On the side of the three realms of the Yuan Shen, there are three people left, there are still six people left, and there are less than 100 people on the side of the scattered cultivators, as for the side of the immortal forces, it is not so good after all, although there are about 300 people left at this time, but the number of casualties is definitely the largest in the half an hour just now.
"Maybe before these people came to hunt me down, they definitely wouldn't have thought that such a thing would happen!" Seeing that the number of people on the Immortal Force's side was getting smaller and smaller, Nameless couldn't help but sigh.
The world is so changeable, who would have thought that such a thing would happen.
Outside, at this time, people who came from all over the world to compete for the inheritance, a small number of people have already come to the Eternal Forest.
Seeing the whirlpool space hanging high in the sky, many people were shocked, after all, the shock that they saw with their own eyes was not comparable to hearsay.
After the shock, people were like locusts, excitedly rushing into the whirlpool space, but they didn't know that their choice was not much different from suicide.
Because before entering the vortex space, people didn't know how difficult the first level of this inheritance was, and people thought about wealth and danger, but how could they have thought that the first level of inheritance was so difficult.
The second group of people entered the vortex space, but they were divided into another world, and it seemed that behind the whirlpool, there were multiple worlds, and each heaven and earth was the location of the first level of the two resentful ghost inheritances.
The same two thousand four hundred people, the same one hundred people left, which made the second group of those who entered feel trembling and terrified to the extreme.
Some people want to retreat, but they find that there is no way out, and the only way out may be to survive and become one of the twenty-four.
It's just that even if you become those twenty-four people, can you really survive to the end and leave here?
I'm afraid that no one can guarantee this kind of thing, after all, the first level at the beginning is already so difficult, and how difficult the second and third levels should be in the next two and third levels.
What's more, people don't know how many levels there are in this inheritance, if one or two levels are easy to say, the difficulty will be difficult, I am afraid that it is seven or eight levels, and one level is more difficult than the other, then it is really not going to survive.
When the second group of people entered the vortex space, the nameless of them, the first batch of people to enter, finally came to an end of the war.
At this moment, there are less than 30 people alive, three of the three realms of the primordial gods, and nine of them are scattered, and this also includes nameless.
As for the immortal forces, there were only thirteen people left, and the rest of the hundreds of people all died here, becoming a wisp of revenant.
Perhaps there were too many dead, and there was a cold smell wafting here in the prairie, as if the resentful spirits of the dead were hovering here, blowing whirlwinds and constantly making soul-stirring whines.
In the three realms of the Yuan Shen, the gray-robed old man with the highest cultivation suddenly spoke: "Divide the victory and defeat between you, the three of us will not make any more moves in the future, but if anyone makes a move on the three of us, the three of us will be killed together!"
After saying that, the four of them directly withdrew from the battlefield and began to heal their injuries.
After a big battle, even they were not lightly injured, and at this time they retreated and began to heal, obviously preparing to deal with the next second level.
For their approach, Nameless and the remaining twenty-two people, even if they had ideas, had to let them retreat.
At this time, the cultivation of the three realms of the Yuan Shen is the sky, even if the twenty-two of them are united, I am afraid that it will be difficult to kill one of the three of them, it is better to let them go, and it can be regarded as the absence of three tigers around him!
"Shoot together, deal with the knock!" someone proposed, and everyone agreed.
In this regard, Nameless is also helpless, and he can only blame his light for being too dazzling, but he doesn't regret it, if he doesn't dazzle, the identity he is pretending to be now is really not very easy to penetrate into the hearts of the people.
As for the next situation, he is not worried, don't look at the fact that he is also injured now, but it is far less serious than it seems to outsiders.
"Knock... Knock your sister, Lao Tzu's name is Jin Jin... Eight taels!" Nameless blinked a pair of peach blossom eyes and said angrily.
"It's just... That's it... These scrap iron, also... Still want to talk to me I... I'm gold compared to, really... It's a dream!" Nameless stared at him, arrogant to the extreme.
"Fuck, kill him quickly, it's really a crime to listen to him!" People rushed up, whether it was the thirteen people who were born in the immortal force or the nine people who were scattered cultivators, they all shot mercilessly.
At this moment, eradicating the most dangerous talents is the most important thing, obviously, now the scattered cultivation side and the immortal force side are concerned about the strength shown by Nameless, and feel that he is the strongest below the three realms of the primordial gods.
"You want to kill me, it's a dream!" Nameless greeted him directly, not only did his movements be crisp and sharp, but even his speech became smooth and neat.
Xue Liang's sword flashed, nameless and fought and retreated, his body was ethereal, like a gust of wind, in the sky, on the ground, leaving a series of afterimages.
"The first person, cut .. Beheaded!" The nameless voice rose again, like a heavenly dragon, and instantly appeared in front of a loose cultivator, and thundered out.
The blazing sword was boiling, and before he could resist, he saw the surrounding scenery rolling, and finally, he saw a headless corpse, the body was so familiar, and the neck was spurting blood frantically.
At this moment, the words that Nameless had just said sounded in his head again, but before he could let out a cry of fear, he felt a blur of consciousness, and he didn't know anything.
After killing one person, Nameless left the place where he shot without stopping, like a peerless killer, and in an instant, he disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace.