Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 567

[Chapter 567]

The gold-type divine soldier lost half of its head, and the hot metal slurry sprayed out from the wound, splashing everywhere, and another infant realm cultivator easily froze it, and the speed was already slow.

This gold-type magic weapon is used as a meat shield in front, and the water-type magic weapon at the back uses the frozen spell to release countless frost and snow at the same time. Every tiny frost and snow is a sharp sword.

Under the ground, my red flowers suddenly burst out and burned almost at the same time. The poisonous smoke was not scattered with the wind, but shot at high speed like a series of feather arrows.

The water-type magic weapon, the wood-type magic weapon, and the fire-type magic weapon were all crippled by the Infant Realm cultivator after they released their attacks.

However, at this point, dozens of monks have died tragically under the attack of the five prisoners, and dozens of caves appeared on the ground, not only swallowed three cultivators of alchemy, but also injured the ankle of an infant cultivator .

The earth-type divine soldier burrowed into the ground, and the remains of the other four divine soldiers were also brought into the earth to lie dormant.

The five Infant Realm cultivators who led the team were shocked and angry, but with just five puppets, they lost more than five Pill Formation cultivators and injured one Infant Realm. The Infant Realm cultivator’s ankle has been rocked, and the bones have been taken away. The cave on the ground is clearly a variant of the gravity well.

The Five Prisons Divine Armament disappeared, and the Infant Realm cultivator’s consciousness had been able to unscrupulously invade the small station of Dragon Control City, and found that nothing was left in it.

They feel distressed about the loss, and they are as unhappy as Yangmei. These Xiamen Infant Realm attacks were fast and ruthless, and the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers were wiped out before they could play any role. The earth-type god soldier is hidden, and it is actually impossible to threaten this team of monks.

After thinking about it and feeling aggrieved, Yangmei Wulei Liantai suddenly turned back, and down there was a lightning bolt, which accurately slammed into the injured infant realm. The cultivator’s jade talisman burst, but a pure white light group erupted from his ankle.

After a loud bang, the monk’s leg was completely blown off.

In this sneak attack, all the power was concentrated on one point, and the spells of the other four infant realms were penetrated. The injured cultivator was slightly injured and became seriously injured. It was extremely difficult for the thighs that were destroyed by Lei Fa to grow again.

Nowadays, it costs much less to cultivate an Infant Realm like him from among the cultivators of Pill Formation. It is conceivable that the status of this Infant Realm cultivator in the door will plummet in the future. One leg will definitely be gone, and there is no hope in this life. In the advanced virtual realm, the sect resources can only be maintained so that he will not fall into the realm.

If he has the slightest complaint, he will be immediately abandoned by the sect.

Although Yang Mei was sure to kill him, he still chose to abolish the cultivator. As soon as the Wulei Liantai turned in the air, it had already escaped dozens of miles away. The surface of the earth suddenly exploded, sparks flew, and those injured monks were hit hard again. Seeing that their spells could not stop the attack of the five prisoners, the four infant realm monks felt resentful and helpless in their hearts.

In this war, with the new Wulei Lotus Terrace, Yangmei didn’t want to stay out of it, she immediately contacted Laochao and discussed with Fang Hongling to send more people over to participate in this rare big battle.

Fang Hongling didn’t say anything. According to Yangmei’s intention, he allocated all the human resources and asked Situ carefully and Zhang Shang to bring him to Fuxing. She also knows that when these people arrive, the battle is probably almost over. The most dangerous time has passed. If the Eight Hundred Continents win, then choose something cheaper by the way.

If the Eight Hundred Continents lost, these people would be the ones to take over Yang Mei and the others.

At the beginning of the war, the Eight Hundred Continents were not completely unprepared, but the offensive of the monks from the next door was a bit surprising, and the monks from the Eight Hundred Continents quickly gathered together. Qingcheng has a strong defense, and the sects that originally surrendered to Qingcheng have long been together. Not many of these scattered sects are close to Qingcheng, and most of them already have the intention to join Qingcheng.

Yangmei took the opportunity to gather some monks. The monks in Yulongcheng were all concentrated on the Wulei Lotus Terrace. There were almost no people on the Fenglei battleship, and they were purely supported by Ye Ting’s reapers. If the distance was more than 3,000 miles, these reapers would be You can only fight with your own wisdom. When the number is less than 300, it becomes an ordinary rune life.

Ye Ting’s wind and thunder battleship can accommodate about 1,000 monks, and the most suitable number should not exceed 600 people. Too much will reduce the attack and defense, and also affect the speed.

Yangmei was not in the mood to save the common people, so each battleship with 600 people on board stopped gathering and flew at low altitude to support the battle on the ground.

There is no doubt that the cultivator’s flying battle is a simple matter, but fighting on the ground can save several times the amount of real energy than in the air. The monks on the ground were not rescued and did not dare to fly easily, so they occupied the formation on the island and stood guard.

Yangmei’s fleet clearly has an advantage, but it’s just fighting and walking. She knows very well that the attack of the monks from the next door is too systematic, and if they are entangled, they will fall off a piece of meat.

The war of monks is different from that of mortals. As long as it is not attacking the mountain gate, there will be no fueling tactics. Because the enemy consumes your True Essence, you can recover quickly, but the consumed consciousness and resources are not enough.

After all, people like Ye Ting whose net worth hangs on their bodies are rare.

Some people questioned why they wanted to escape, and were directly kicked down by Yangmei. The few monks who were quite critical were too late to shut up and were thrown down by Yangmei.

When no one asked any more questions, Yangmei said: “First, I will save you for free, and I won’t pay for the war? My battleship is flying around in the sky, you pay? The battleship is gone, do you provide supplements?”

When this question was asked, no one dared to answer, and they couldn’t afford it.

“Second, you guys, know how to fight the next door? Do you know how long it will take? If you have this commanding ability, will you be at the level of today? That person, come here.”

Yang Mei saw a person who was very popular, stretched out his hand, and everyone around him dispersed. Yang Mei stepped in front of him and said, “Give you a chance, use your best spell to attack me. If Within ten breaths, if you don’t do it, I will do it.”

The cultivator gritted his teeth, palmed his hand, and a blue light shot at Yangmei who was close at hand.

The blue light penetrated the figure of Yangmei, and the people around exclaimed, but they saw the blue light return strangely, and shot into the cultivator’s eyebrows. kill.

“I didn’t even fight back. This idiot killed himself. Anyone who thinks they are smart can come to me. I will wait for you here for a hundred breaths.”

Yang Mei stood on the deck of the Fenglei battleship, looking valiantly.

In a hundred breaths of time, none of the monks on the battleship dared to say anything. Yang Mei said: “There are sects up and down, sects are big and small, what you have learned is not worth mentioning in my opinion. However, today, the Kyushu world is surging, everyone has the opportunity to move forward and go further, only if you can survive. We can talk about this opportunity.”

“Senior… Are you planning to accept us into Dragon Control City?” a Foundation Establishment cultivator whispered.

“Dragon Yucheng has always been open, but if you want to join, you have to prove yourself first. There is no intention to force you here. Anyone who doesn’t like it can leave at any time.”

“We want to fight Xiamen. My master was killed by Xiamen monks. Back then, he wanted to advance to the virtual realm and came across the sea from Xiamen to kill him.” An infant realm monk said angrily.

Not many people echoed, but on the many battleships, the most angry were the Infant Realm cultivators. They have lived long enough to experience similar things and share the same hatred.

“For those who stay, I only guarantee that you can use the formations on the battleship when I am fighting, and even mobilize some of the vitality in the formations without paying extra. If there are people who are saved, I will also treat you and die in battle. Yes, I won’t give up your bones, this is war, not fighting, they… come!”

Yangmei turned around and returned to the Five Thunder Lotus Platform, and let go of her consciousness, and a large number of battleships appeared on the sea three thousand miles away. These warships did not use the method of flying, but slowly crossed the sea, and gathered an unknown number of monks. Such a huge number did not come for fighting skills, but just passing by. They were going to attack 800 continents.

“Junior sister, I heard that many people use the cave or the secret realm to raise too many monks, and the eight poles can no longer accommodate it, so this outbreak is purely because they themselves can’t bear it. These people and other worlds invaded. The cultivator is different, although there is no way out, but a battle that won’t kill you will be a big trouble.”

“You heard?”

“Second Senior Brother didn’t do this back then. The sects he established were all elite soldiers.”

Yang Mei calculated the size of the fleet and the limit of monks that each battleship could accommodate, knowing that the archipelago could not be defended. But it’s not enough to leave like this, in the secret realm, there are Xiao Bai and the others.

Yang Mei felt that if Xiao Bai died in the battle, it might be a good thing for Ye Ting. The sword cultivator of the Moon Sword Sect was doing something in the Demon Sect. This is not like the Golden Scale Sect and the Jueyang Sect, both of which are demons and can take refuge in Jinao Island. Yuejianzong always has to part ways in the end, what’s wrong with having this time.

To say that Ye Ting likes Xiao Bai, Yang Mei does not believe it, Ye Ting treats that dragon tree much better than Xiao Bai.

The fleet slowly approached the Penglai Immortal Boat, maintaining a certain distance. Guo Nu didn’t mind when he saw it, he just felt that Yangmei’s perception was good and knew the best distance for him to shoot. Originally, the support of the virtual cultivator thousands of miles away was imminent, but the power was different. Yangmei’s distance allows him to make his move without having to worry about the formation inside the Xianzhou, and it can also make the magic power reach its peak.

Ye Ting was in a hurry to refine Mu Jiuge to replace the Devil God, and she also felt that this matter should be done as soon as possible. If Ye Ting doesn’t take action, she alone, if there is a shameless sneak attack by a virtual cultivator, it may be easier for Wulei Liantai to escape, and the newly recruited troops will basically die.

Feeling awkward, Yang Mei simply said to Chu Wuji: “Senior Brother Chu, you can command the fleet, as few dead people as possible. In the first 100 days, we don’t seek to kill as many monks as possible, and we can choose whatever is cheap on the battlefield. Okay.”