Cultivation of Immortality

The tall and lanky general slowly flew into the battlefield. The conditions proposed by Lang Xing left him with no other choice, and the contempt for him by Xiyang and Xieyun also made him have to defend his dignity.

But he didn't come here to die. Although Xieyun looked quite extraordinary, he was still young and had just entered the late stage of Nascent Soul. He was confident that he could defeat this person, so his eyes were full of cruelty, and his face was full of cruelty. There was a ferocious smile on his face. As he moved forward slowly, the icy cold air condensed outside him spread rapidly. When he stopped five thousand feet away from Xianyun, the dark gray cold air had formed a wall of three hundred feet. The huge air mass made him look eerie and mysterious in it.

At this moment, what attracts everyone's attention more is the battle in Xiyang, because the two fierce men didn't say a word nonsense, and once they started fighting, they faced off head-on. The collision of fierce spiritual power made a thunderous rumble. The play style vividly demonstrates the terrifying power possessed by the great monks in the late Yuan Ying period.

These two people have a tacit understanding, and neither of them uses advanced magic. What they compete with is who is stronger, more courageous, and more tenacious. In a duel between fierce people, it is meaningless to win by magic. It is a victory without force. It can even be said that I'm scared.

Langxing scolded Xiyang in his heart. What he was scolding was not this stupid way of playing, which was the only way to fight in this situation. What he was scolding was that Xiyang shouldn't come out to fight. It's too easy for a fierce guy like him. This has led to such a fierce battle. In a head-to-head confrontation, even if you win, you will have to pay a heavy price. Within two strikes, the golden light of the Holy Clothes Pill was released. After this fight, the meridians are bound to be damaged. .

After taking a look at the battle situation in Xiyang, Langxing turned his attention to Qiyun. The two of them didn't say a word of nonsense. In the roar of the tall and thin general, the two figures flashed and fought together. .

The battle between the two of them was all about spells. Light and shadow intertwined, and only occasionally a violent wave of spiritual power would burst out. Although this wave was not as violent as the one on the other side, it was changed because it contained various mana. Got to be more dangerous.

In an instant, the two of them used seven or eight spells in a row, and Xie Yun's face took on the dark gray color of the other's cold aura.

Lang Xing couldn't help but worry secretly. Although Qi Yun was powerful enough, he had not experienced many bloody fights after all. He was not on the same level as his opponent in terms of experience. The longer he fought, the more he suffered. Seeing that he had been invaded by the cold air, if If you cannot win quickly, you will definitely lose.

At this moment, Qiyun was beaten and flew out like a leaf in the wind!

Amidst the exclamations, several great monks from Qianjie Sect rushed up from the camp. This was a private fight, and there was no agreement to fight to the death. Although it was not very honorable for them to intervene to save people, they couldn't watch it. Die with the cloud.

Several great monks from the East Nightmare Continent camp also flew out of the camp. If those from the Qianjie Sect dared to rush into the battlefield, they would stop them.

At this moment, the generals on both sides urgently conveyed their spiritual thoughts to restrain the soldiers not to act without authorization, so as not to trigger a war.

Langxing had already activated his mental power and was about to send out his mental thoughts to the tall and thin general when Xiaoyao Immortal Lord sent his spiritual thoughts, "Don't worry, Xianyun is retreating in order to advance, taking the opportunity to get rid of the opponent's magical power." ”

Everything was happening in the midst of lightning and flint. Before the big monks from Qianjie Sect rushed into the battlefield, Xieyun, who was flying upside down, had already shot out a golden light flashing with runes. The tall and thin general who was pursuing him let out a scream, turned around and ran away. .

Xieyun did not rush to catch up, but took out a magic seal and patted it over. The tall and thin general's

The figure stagnates, and the painful expression on his face seems to ease.

Lang Xing breathed a sigh of relief. He had learned a lot about Qianjie Sect's spells from Senior Sister Liuyun. He knew how powerful this seal was and that the tall and thin general could not escape.

Sure enough, Xie Yunke calmly caught up with the tall and thin general who was struggling to escape. After subduing him, he looked coldly at the other big monks who were parked on the edge of the battlefield, and coldly and slowly slapped his palms on the tall and thin general. On top of General Gao's head, since he said he would give people a simple death, he could no longer torture them.

Desperate spiritual power pressed into his head, and the tall and thin general looked at his camp with painful and desperate eyes, but no one came to save him. Firstly, it was too late to save him, and secondly, it was dishonorable to rush to save others. It would also cause a war, so I could only watch him being executed.

After Xianyun executed the opponent, he sent out a burst of spiritual power to push his body down, smashing it to pieces on the ground. This guy was also quite ruthless. It stands to reason that he would be generous by turning the opponent invisible, but in order to give Lang Xing He vented his anger and gave the final punishment to the person seeking death.

"good!"

"Thousand Rings Sect's domineering spirit!"

"Thousand Rings Sect is mighty!"

"Well done to Xianyun!"

…………

The Nanjingzhou camp burst into cheers.

Xieyun fully demonstrated his demeanor as a great disciple of Qianjie Sect. He turned a deaf ear to the cheers and walked calmly towards the battlefield on the Xiyang side. He came to watch the battle nearby, as if he was aware of the extreme danger that a war might break out at any time. Treating the battlefield as your own garden, this style and courage are truly worthy of the reputation of Qianjie Sect.

In fact, Xianyun does not want to show off his style, but to use his opportunity on the court to put pressure on Xiyang's opponent while pretending to be a spectator. Regardless of whether he will take action or not, as long as he is close enough, the opponent will have to make some mistakes. .

Xiyang and the iron tower warriors have reached the stage of struggling. One of them is livid and the other is pale, but neither of them is willing to take a step back. They each try their best to use their spiritual power and launch fierce attacks again and again. At this point, who can If the speed of condensing spiritual power slows down, whoever will lose will lose. Both of their meridians have been damaged, and operating the spiritual power will have to endure unspeakable pain. Now the battle is about whose will is stronger.

Jiangxiao almost bit her lip when she saw it. She felt so sorry for Xiyang.

Langxing was also biting his lips hard, he really wanted to help Xiyang with his magical power, but Xiyang was not at a disadvantage. He used such dirty methods not only dishonored but also made Xiyang dislike him, so he could only let this kid He continued to fight like a stupid cow.

I don't know if it was because of carrying the clouds, but the iron tower warrior gradually showed signs of weakness, and the speed of condensing spiritual power was slower than that of Xiyang. The spiritual power of the two parties changed from an evenly matched collision to one attacking and the other resisting.

Seeing Xiyang's victory, Xianyun sauntered back to the camp. The demeanor this boy showed this time can be said to have added color to Qianjie Sect's sky, and also made everyone more trustful in Qianjie Sect, a powerful ally. .

As soon as Xieyun returned to the Qianjie Sect's camp, Xiyang on the battlefield let out a loud roar.

"die!"

The final blow between the two sides was no longer purely a battle of spiritual power. The iron tower warrior who was unable to support had to use a spell. At the moment when the purple light flashed, the spiritual power fired by Xiyang also flashed with fire. The tall and lanky general slowly flew into the battlefield. The conditions proposed by Lang Xing left him with no other choice, and the contempt for him by Xiyang and Xieyun also made him have to defend his dignity.

But he didn't come here to die. Although Xieyun looked quite extraordinary, he was still young and had just entered the late stage of Nascent Soul. He was confident that he could defeat this person, so his eyes were full of cruelty, and his face was full of cruelty. There was a ferocious smile on his face. As he moved forward slowly, the icy cold air condensed outside him spread rapidly. When he stopped five thousand feet away from Xianyun, the dark gray cold air had formed a wall of three hundred feet. The huge air mass made him look eerie and mysterious in it.

At this moment, what attracts everyone's attention more is the battle in Xiyang, because the two fierce men didn't say a word nonsense, and once they started fighting, they faced off head-on. The collision of fierce spiritual power made a thunderous rumble. The play style vividly demonstrates the terrifying power possessed by the great monks in the late Yuan Ying period.

These two people have a tacit understanding, and neither of them uses advanced magic. What they compete with is who is stronger, more courageous, and more tenacious. In a duel between fierce people, it is meaningless to win by magic. It is a victory without force. It can even be said that I'm scared.

Langxing scolded Xiyang in his heart. What he was scolding was not this stupid way of playing, which was the only way to fight in this situation. What he was scolding was that Xiyang shouldn't come out to fight. It's too easy for a fierce guy like him. This has led to such a fierce battle. In a head-to-head confrontation, even if you win, you will have to pay a heavy price. Within two strikes, the golden light of the Holy Clothes Pill was released. After this fight, the meridians are bound to be damaged. .

After taking a look at the battle situation in Xiyang, Langxing turned his attention to Qiyun. The two of them didn't say a word of nonsense. In the roar of the tall and thin general, the two figures flashed and fought together. .

The battle between the two of them was all about spells. Light and shadow intertwined, and only occasionally a violent wave of spiritual power would burst out. Although this wave was not as violent as the one on the other side, it was changed because it contained various mana. Got to be more dangerous.

In an instant, the two of them used seven or eight spells in a row, and Xie Yun's face took on the dark gray color of the other's cold aura.

Lang Xing couldn't help but worry secretly. Although Qi Yun was powerful enough, he had not experienced many bloody fights after all. He was not on the same level as his opponent in terms of experience. The longer he fought, the more he suffered. Seeing that he had been invaded by the cold air, if If you cannot win quickly, you will definitely lose.

At this moment, Qiyun was beaten and flew out like a leaf in the wind!

Amidst the exclamations, several great monks from Qianjie Sect rushed up from the camp. This was a private fight, and there was no agreement to fight to the death. Although it was not very honorable for them to intervene to save people, they couldn't watch it. Die with the cloud.

Several great monks from the East Nightmare Continent camp also flew out of the camp. If those from the Qianjie Sect dared to rush into the battlefield, they would stop them.

At this moment, the generals on both sides urgently conveyed their spiritual thoughts to restrain the soldiers not to act without authorization, so as not to trigger a war.

Langxing had already activated his mental power and was about to send out his mental thoughts to the tall and thin general when Xiaoyao Immortal Lord sent his spiritual thoughts, "Don't worry, Xianyun is retreating in order to advance, taking the opportunity to get rid of the opponent's magical power." ”

Everything was happening in the midst of lightning and flint. Before the big monks from Qianjie Sect rushed into the battlefield, Xieyun, who was flying upside down, had already shot out a golden light flashing with runes. The tall and thin general who was pursuing him let out a scream, turned around and ran away. .

Xieyun did not rush to catch up, but took out a magic seal and patted it over. The tall and thin general's

The figure stagnates, and the painful expression on his face seems to ease.

Lang Xing breathed a sigh of relief. He had learned a lot about Qianjie Sect's spells from Senior Sister Liuyun. He knew how powerful this seal was and that the tall and thin general could not escape.

Sure enough, Xie Yunke calmly caught up with the tall and thin general who was struggling to escape. After subduing him, he looked coldly at the other big monks who were parked on the edge of the battlefield, and coldly and slowly slapped his palms on the tall and thin general. On top of General Gao's head, since he said he would give people a simple death, he could no longer torture them.

Desperate spiritual power pressed into his head, and the tall and thin general looked at his camp with painful and desperate eyes, but no one came to save him. Firstly, it was too late to save him, and secondly, it was dishonorable to rush to save others. It would also cause a war, so I could only watch him being executed.

After Xianyun executed the opponent, he sent out a burst of spiritual power to push his body down, smashing it to pieces on the ground. This guy was also quite ruthless. It stands to reason that he would be generous by turning the opponent invisible, but in order to give Lang Xing He vented his anger and gave the final punishment to the person seeking death.

"good!"

"Thousand Rings Sect's domineering spirit!"

"Thousand Rings Sect is mighty!"

"Well done to Xianyun!"

…………

The Nanjingzhou camp burst into cheers.

Xieyun fully demonstrated his demeanor as a great disciple of Qianjie Sect. He turned a deaf ear to the cheers and walked calmly towards the battlefield on the Xiyang side. He came to watch the battle nearby, as if he was aware of the extreme danger that a war might break out at any time. Treating the battlefield as your own garden, this style and courage are truly worthy of the reputation of Qianjie Sect.

In fact, Xianyun does not want to show off his style, but to use his opportunity on the court to put pressure on Xiyang's opponent while pretending to be a spectator. Regardless of whether he will take action or not, as long as he is close enough, the opponent will have to make some mistakes. .

Xiyang and the iron tower warriors have reached the stage of struggling. One of them is livid and the other is pale, but neither of them is willing to take a step back. They each try their best to use their spiritual power and launch fierce attacks again and again. At this point, who can If the speed of condensing spiritual power slows down, whoever will lose will lose. Both of their meridians have been damaged, and operating the spiritual power will have to endure unspeakable pain. Now the battle is about whose will is stronger.

Jiangxiao almost bit her lip when she saw it. She felt so sorry for Xiyang.

Langxing was also biting his lips hard, he really wanted to help Xiyang with his magical power, but Xiyang was not at a disadvantage. He used such dirty methods not only dishonored but also made Xiyang dislike him, so he could only let this kid He continued to fight like a stupid cow.

I don't know if it was because of carrying the clouds, but the iron tower warrior gradually showed signs of weakness, and the speed of condensing spiritual power was slower than that of Xiyang. The spiritual power of the two parties changed from an evenly matched collision to one attacking and the other resisting.

Seeing Xiyang's victory, Xianyun sauntered back to the camp. The demeanor this boy showed this time can be said to have added color to Qianjie Sect's sky, and also made everyone more trustful in Qianjie Sect, a powerful ally. .

As soon as Xieyun returned to the Qianjie Sect's camp, Xiyang on the battlefield let out a loud roar.

"die!"

The final blow between the two sides was no longer purely a battle of spiritual power. The iron tower warrior who was unable to support had to use a spell. At the moment when the purple light flashed, the spiritual power fired by Xiyang also flashed with fire.