Four Hundred and Fortieth Chapters World War I Ascended the King (Ten)

The Five Elements Battleship and the Qingyun Battleship are in chaos at this moment.

In such a small battle, Jindan people would not come to watch the battle, unless they wanted to break out a Jindan war.

Under normal circumstances, golden core cultivators would avoid battles during the foundation building period. They would not have a disciple or something. Once they found something was wrong, they would not be able to help but fight while watching the battle. Once they did it, there would be a chain reaction.

Of course, this battle is a small battle after all, it is related to the results of the two battles and the division of interests, so the Jindans are naturally very concerned.

In the small battle ahead, there will naturally be changes in combat achievements, and the Golden Cores have long been mentally prepared for this.

However, after the battlefield spread out, the trend of the battle situation was still independent of people's will, and a shocking change took place.

Originally, junior disciples like the Five Demons and Five Swords had basically reached the peak of their combat achievements, and it was already difficult to rise up. Their role was mainly to suppress the situation and seek opportunities for victory.

Moreover, with this level of disciples, the chances of falling on the battlefield of foundation-building monks are quite small.

Unexpectedly, after a night of fierce fighting, the situation changed suddenly.

Inside Qingyun Battleship, voices could be heard from time to time, rising, rising, and rising again.

Golden core cultivator has become accustomed to it. In the past half a day, the points of the unnamed disciple have been rising continuously. He broke into the top 20, the top 15, and the top 10...

Well, the points in the top ten are already very high, so it probably won't rise anymore.

All of a sudden, the disciple who was guarding the merit list made a fuss again and shouted loudly: "It's gone up, it's gone up again, my God, it's gone up to the sky."

The Jindan cultivators didn't make a fuss like these disciples. They took their time and swept the scoreboard with their spiritual sense.

In front of the standings, there was an eerie silence, so quiet that a needle could be heard.

After a while, a Golden Core cultivator said cautiously, "What happened on the battlefield ahead?"

The monk in charge of the information immediately bowed and said, "The information hasn't been sent back yet."

Shen Changfu asked, "How long will it take?"

The monk wiped off his sweat, bowed and replied that two sticks of incense are needed for continuous sound transmission.

Gold pills. Qi Qi was silent as he looked at Anonymous, who was shining and ranked fourth on the merit list.

The two pillars of incense work quickly passed, and the information from the front finally passed: "Dark Demon Xiao Shichuan, Yun, the killer, Sun Chenxiang, the ugly sword ghost of Qingyunmen."

Ugly sword ghost Sun Chenxiang?

Gold elixir, you look at me, I look at you. None of Jin Dan was familiar with the so-called Ugly Sword Cultivator.

And this nickname, it feels so weird. It's more like a magic repair.

After a while, Yun Ziyan coughed and said slowly: "My disciple Sun Hao, named Chen Xiang, I don't know if it is him, cough cough cough."

They all knew about Yun Ziyan's acceptance of his disciples, it happened a few years ago, but. Few monks at the scene really remembered the names of her disciples.

In my memory, Yun Ziyan's disciples are full of calculations, and they only entered Qingyun Sect in XX years, less than thirty, so powerful?

The Golden Cores were full of suspicion.

With a majestic face, Yun Zishan said lightly: "Okay. Okay, don't make wild guesses. When he comes back, you can find out when you ask."

Shen Changfu's heart moved, he thought of something, and smiled lightly: "En. That's it, you'll know when you come back."

"Xiao Shichuan, fall!"

"Dark Demon Xiao Shichuan, Yun, the killer, Sun Chenxiang, the ghost of the Ugly Sword of Qingyunmen."

When the news came, there was an uproar in the Five Elements Demon Sect. Many golden core cultivators blurted out: "How is this possible?" A golden core cultivator asked loudly, "Who is Sun Chenxiang?"

Moxiu, who was in charge of intelligence, broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. After a while, his face flushed, and he said submissively: "Among the outstanding disciples of Qingyun Sect in recent generations, there is no such person..."

Above, a white-clothed friar with a pale face and a hooked nose who looked like he was just recovering from a serious illness waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew up, hitting the friar in charge of intelligence with a "poof".

The intelligence cultivator suffered a forcible blow, immediately fell to his knees and kowtowed: "The disciple is incompetent, the disciple deserves to die, I beg the ancestor to spare his life, the ancestor to spare his life..."

"Okay, Sunshine," another male cultivator dressed in black, with lightning-like eyes, picturesque eyebrows, and a peach-blossom face said softly, "No wonder he, the other side still hasn't figured out the origin of this Sun Chenxiang. "

Bai Riguang snorted, did not speak, but did not make any further moves.

Inside the Five Elements Battleship, it calmed down briefly.

The Golden Cores never expected that it was the sect who lost its top combat power first, and the one who fell was the dark demon Xiao Shichuan who was good at hiding and escaping.

What happened on the battlefield ahead?

Jindan Moxiu wished he could go and see it himself.

On the battlefield ahead, the dark demon Xiao Shichuan died.

As if dominoes were toppled, a series of changes followed.

Tian Hongjian, the corpse demon, commanded his own large formation of copper corpses to form a self-contained army. He fought against the Rising Sun Sword Peng Lin on the left, and the outcome was evenly divided after a long battle.

The dark demon Xiao Shichuan fell, and the battle situation changed instantly.

Before the start of the war, Lushan Zhangliang once approached the corpse demon Tian Hongjian, and communicated with him alone. At that time, Lushan once said: "If there are unpredictable changes on the battlefield, Brother Tian, ​​I hope you will break it as soon as possible, according to my plan." There is a way to do it, don't hesitate."

The dark demon Xiao Shichuan actually fell on the battlefield, Tian Hongjian can be sure that this is the unpredictable big change that Lu Shan Zhang Liang said, he didn't dare to neglect, his eyes turned red, and he said in his heart: "Forget it, forget it, fight..."

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

In Tian Hongjian's hand, a series of formulas were played out, and three hundred copper corpses received the order at the same time, they all roared up to the sky, clenched their fists with both hands, slapped their chests, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were about to drip.

Tian Hongjian quickly withdrew from the large formation of copper corpses, and roared with great distress: "Explosion."

Following his loud roar, the three hundred bronze corpses all rushed towards the battle formation of Rising Sun Peak, like huge bombs, in the battle formation of foundation-builder cultivators of Rising Sun Peak, "Boom boom boom boom... Boom..." A series of shocking explosions sounded.

As for Tian Hongjian himself, he didn't care about the result of the explosion at all, according to Lushan Zhangliang's earlier order, he quickly rushed to the middle, to the direction of the Iron Tower Demon.

Today's Tian Hongjian still has a fresh memory of Zhang Liang's actions that day.

On the same day, Zhang Liang held his fan in both hands and bowed to him to the end: "Brother Tian, ​​I am afraid that only you and Iron Tower can fight together..."

He didn't believe it would be necessary. But the downfall of Xiao Shichuan told him that perhaps Lu Fan was right.

The three hundred copper corpses, like three hundred huge bombs, rushed towards the monks at the Rising Sun Peak led by Peng Lin, and they all burned, and exploded one by one.

Rising Sun Sword Peng Lin Fang Zheng's face. Still calm and firm, he shouted loudly: "Junior brothers, be careful, block me.

Amidst the loud roar, the sword performed "Rising Sun", and stood in front of it, responding to the copper corpse bomb.

At this time, if his Rising Sun Sword retreated, with his speed, he would naturally be able to go safely, but. If he retreats, behind him, most of the thousands of Foundation Establishment cultivators attached to Rising Sun Peak will perish, and many of them are his fellow disciples.

Bombs exploded in front of Rising Sun Sword Peng Lin. Huge air waves, wave after wave, hit the defensive cover covered by the Rising Sun Sword.

Rising Sun Sword Peng Lin stood calmly in front of her, fighting to the death without retreating, her eyes were filled with tranquility.

at this time. Peng Lin had no regrets in her heart, and thought silently: "I am not good at words, I cannot gain the dominance of the battlefield, and cannot bring more glory to Rising Sun Peak, but I am me, as long as I am here, as long as my Rising Sun Sword Peng Lin does not fall Don't even think about hurting the juniors behind me..."

Peng Lin's persistence bought enough time for the juniors behind him to retreat, and the monks at Rising Sun Peak quickly withdrew from the battlefield like a tide. The last batch of retreating disciples raised their voices and shouted loudly: "Elder brother, withdraw, withdraw."

Peng Lin felt relieved, and watched these disciples return safely.

Immediately, wave after wave, huge air waves, heavy after heavy, huge power passed through the sword in front.

Peng Lin couldn't help closing her eyes, and a thought flashed across her face: "Bo Wen, don't blame me, I did my best for you..." Immediately, her eyes went dark.

With the sound of a huge explosion and the huge air wave, Rising Sun Sword's tall and stable body was thrown high, like a ball, and rushed into the sky by the air wave.

Amidst the bang, the body of the Rising Sun Sword was the first to fail, and the spirit sword disintegrated into fragments and fell into the air.

Immediately, like a balloon being burst, Peng Lin's body was scattered in that boundless air wave, and even her blood and flesh were turned into a wave of air, completely disappearing between heaven and earth.

Rising Sun Sword Peng Lin, fall!

Behind Peng Lin, the disciples of Rising Sun Peak cried out in unison: "Eldest brother..."

I don't know which disciple sang loudly: "The blue clouds are shining, and the sky is unadorned; tomorrow will rise, and the stars will shine; the sun and the moon will shine, and the sun will shine; It is like drumming, and it is like dancing; the sun and moon are shining brightly in battle..."

The singing voice went from small to loud, gradually high-pitched and into the clouds.

Some monks bowed with tears in their eyes: "Regardless senior brother", other monks sang and bowed tearfully to the place where Peng Lin fell.

Intelligence: "The red sword of the corpse demon field detonated three hundred copper corpses, self-destructed for a hundred years, and Peng Lin, the Rising Sun sword, could not retreat. After saving two thousand disciples of Rising Sun Peak, he couldn't hold back the blast and died!"

On the Qingyun battleship, there was an earthquake.

On Qingyun's merit list, Rising Sun Sword ranked second, just under Qingyun Sword Liu Peijie, and at this time, he actually fell on the battlefield.

Although it is said that Rising Sun Sword saved two thousand members of the same sect, for Qingyun sect, it is difficult to clearly explain the gains and losses.

When the war started, the situation of the war was uncontrollable. Before the war, no one thought that Tian Hongjian, the corpse demon, would be willing to self-destruct the three hundred copper corpses accumulated over a hundred years.

Before the start of the war, no one would have thought that Rising Sun Sword, who usually looks upright, would risk his life to save his fellow disciples.

After receiving the battle report, the Golden Cores on both sides were silent.

At this time, no one knows, no one dares to determine where the battlefield ahead will go.

Who can predict the final result?

Even if they are the powerful monks of Jindan, even if they are immortals who are high in the eyes of mortals, at this moment, it seems that there are layers of fog on the battlefield, and the rapid evolution of the battle situation makes it difficult for them to see the trend clearly.

When the corpse demon Tian Hongjian rushed to the middle battlefield, Sun Haotu escaped and appeared in the middle. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to come)<