ebookslot Chapter 136 Lin Heng's Encounter
Chapter 136 Lin Heng's Encounter
In the battlefield of the Gold Core period, with Bai Jingyun and his party joining the battle, the strength of the cultivator's side rose sharply, defeating the evil spirits like a broken bamboo, with almost no room for fighting back.
On the huge battlefield, evil spirits die all the time, and then the cultivator destroys the corpses and takes away the remaining evil spirits.
In just half an hour, the number of dead evil spirits reached hundreds.
At this time, many evil spirits also realized that the situation was not good, but because they were constantly entangled by the cultivator, it was difficult to escape.
As the battle continued, the casualties of the evil spirits continued to increase.
When the casualties reached nearly half, the army of evil spirits finally woke up and realized that if they continued, they might be completely wiped out.
"What happened? Didn't my army of evil spirits have the upper hand? Why did I suddenly fall into such a situation?"
Until now, many evil spirits are still stunned. They clearly had the upper hand at the beginning, but now the situation has taken a turn for the worse, catching them off guard.
"Yes! Who can tell me what's going on? And Commander Mu Yuan? The army has been defeated to this point, why is it so long without a trace?"
An evil spirit roared in despair.
"Hmph! It's so stupid to place your hope on Mu Yuan until now! Mu Yuan fought with Na Lei's Spiritual Roots cultivator before, and now that this person appears here, it means... Mu Yuan may be in danger. not enough!"
"How is this possible? You and I both know the strength of Commander Mu Yuan. Although this person is strong, he can never be the opponent of Commander Mu Yuan."
"The facts are right in front of you, believe it or not!"
"Okay, stop arguing! Mu Yuan is indeed dead, and I saw it with my own eyes, so stop having illusions. You have seen the current situation. Even if Mu Yuan is still alive, it is impossible to turn the tide of the battle. , It’s meaningless to continue fighting, we still have to find a way to get out.”
All the evil spirits gathered together and retreated towards the back of the battlefield while dealing with the Magic Treasures or spells cast by the cultivator.
But in the face of the huge difference in numbers and strength, each round of attack by the assembled army of cultivators will almost take away the lives of dozens or even hundreds of evil spirits.
The surviving evil spirits soon discovered that it seemed a very wrong decision to reunite.
"The attacks of the cultivators are too intensive, and we can't stand it at all! If this continues, we will soon be wiped out. Hurry up and think of a way!"
"If there is another way, why wait until now?"
The breath of despair gradually spread in the army of evil spirits.
But some are still unwilling to lose the battle because they still have the last straw.
"Where did that lord go just now? If he doesn't come back, we're really doomed!"
"It's been such a long time, so don't have any other hopes. Now that the battle has been decided, if we want to survive, we can only rely on ourselves!"
The evil spirit, which still had reason, said, "That's right! Things have come to this point, don't insist on pointlessly anymore, let's run away separately, and the one who escapes counts as one!"
As soon as these words came out, even though the evil spirits felt very aggrieved in their hearts, it seemed nothing compared to dying at the hands of a cultivator.
"If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. The revenge of today's defeat will be repaid a hundred times in the future!"
Soon, all the evil spirits discussed a countermeasure.
After paying the price of the lives of dozens of evil spirits to block the attack of a wave of cultivators, they scattered in a herd and fled in different directions.
"Stop them!"
"Hmph, if you want to escape now, it's too late!"
The cultivator army is naturally unwilling to let these evil spirits go. If this army of evil spirits can be wiped out, it will be an unprecedented victory.
Even they will go down in the history books.
You know, from ancient times to the present, there have been countless battles between the evil spirits and the cultivators of the Ten Kingdoms, large and small. Although they have won and lost each other, the number of times to wipe out the army of evil spirits is very small.
Of course, this is only one aspect of the reason.
Most cultivators pay more attention to their own interests. In their eyes, these evil spirits are meritorious service and resources.
Naturally, they would not let go of such a good opportunity.
Although the army of cultivators rushed forward, the speed of the evil spirits was much faster than that of ordinary cultivators, so only a part of the evil spirits were left behind.
This part of the evil spirits was quickly and easily dealt with by the cultivator army.
Seeing that all the cultivators were still ready to chase after the fleeing evil spirits.
Bai Jingyun stood up in time and said loudly: "Fellow daoists, wait a minute, the army of evil spirits has been completely defeated, and there are only a few out of ten who escaped. It is meaningless to continue chasing and killing."
"This battle is an unprecedented victory for our cultivator of the Ten Kingdoms. I believe that all fellow daoists will be honored, but the battle is not over yet.
We must not miss the opportunity because of small losses. "
"Bai knows that many fellow daoists come to the battlefield to obtain evil crystals, but everyone must understand the principle of not chasing after the poor, not to mention that there are nearly 100,000 evil spirits waiting for us on the battlefield at the Foundation Establishment level , Although the value of evil crystals at the Foundation Establishment level is low, it can be made up for in quantity!"
Hearing Bai Jingyun's words, the eyes of those cultivators who were slightly dissatisfied because of being suspended suddenly burst into light.
They had tasted the sweetness just now, and they only wanted to slaughter these Gold Core-level evil spirits, completely ignoring the nearly 100,000 evil spirit army on the Foundation Establishment-level battlefield, which is even stronger than Gold Core-level evil spirits. The meritorious service that is more than multiple times rich!
And with their Cultivation Base in the Gold Core period, hunting down these Foundation Establishment level evil spirits is not just a child with one punch!
For a moment, all the cultivators became eager to move, their eyes burning, as if they wished they could rush to the Foundation Establishment level battlefield right now.
Seeing that the atmosphere was enough, Bai Jingyun continued: "Fellow daoists, Bai suggested to support the Foundation Establishment level battlefield now, what do you fellow daoists think?"
"Bai fellow daoist is right. I'm afraid the situation on the Foundation Establishment level battlefield is not optimistic. I will go to support as soon as possible."
"The fellow daoist's words are justified, there is no need to delay, just give the order to the fellow daoist Bai!"
"..."
All the cultivators urged.
The man Bai Jingyun nodded, and said in a calm manner: "Fellow daoists, don't panic, Rong Bai will inform Xuanwei Elder first, and ask him to hold back the evil spirits monitoring the battlefield, so as not to harm Chi Yu in time."
"Very good!"
All the cultivators were overjoyed, and they looked at Bai Jingyun with appreciation.
As expected of Xuan Wu Zong's true disciple, he was really thoughtful!
In this way, even if they go on a killing spree, they don't have to worry about being threatened in any way.
...
This moment.
On the battlefield of the Foundation Establishment level, the Taoist robe cultivator, also known as the Xuanwei Elder in Bai Jingyun's mouth, is still confronting the Nascent Soul late stage level.
Although Xuanwei Daoist's expression looked calm all the time, he was already anxious in his heart.
Ever since the Elder of Yuan Mingzong led the evil spirits to the Gold Core level battlefield, he predicted that on the Gold Core level battlefield, the cultivator side would lose sooner or later.
And I'm afraid of heavy losses.
But he has nothing to do now, he can only secretly pray that Bai Jingyun will be smarter, and never fight the army of evil spirits. If nothing can be done, it is best to evacuate to Zhentian City in time.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Xuanwei Daoist's expression changed.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of light flashed in front of him, turning into a sound transmission symbol and floating in front of him.
"Is this a sound transmission talisman from Bai Jingyun?"
Xuanwei Daoist was slightly taken aback, then grabbed the sound transmission talisman and put it directly to his ear to listen to its content.
However, at the next moment, he was stunned!
But fortunately, he didn't lose his sense of control, he just exclaimed in his heart: "How is this possible?"
He knew Bai Jingyun's character well, and would never believe that Bai Jingyun would make such a joke, that is to say, the content in the sound transmission talisman was indeed true.
The evil spirits at the Gold Core level have been defeated!
"call!"
Xuanwei Daoist is a Nascent Soul late stage big cultivator. He has never seen anything in the world, and he quickly accepted this fact. After letting out a breath, he thought about how to restrain the evil spirit on the opposite side.
It is actually very simple to contain the opponent, but you must stay away from the battlefield below, otherwise the aftermath of the Nascent Soul late stage fight, those Foundation Establishment stage cultivators will simply not be able to bear it.
After thinking for a while, Xuanwei Daoist soon had an idea.
Immediately stepping out, the whole person appeared on the southern edge of the battlefield.
However, the evil spirit on the opposite side has been staring at Xuanwei Daoist since he received the sound transmission talisman, watching his every move.
Although it doesn't know what happened, it will never let the other party make any small moves in its eyelids.
When Xuanwei Daoist set off, it noticed that this direction was the Nascent Soul level battlefield.
"Could it be that the battle between Nascent Soul and Nascent Soul has been decided?"
The evil spirit secretly guessed.
But it was also very puzzled, if there was a result on the Nascent Soul level battlefield, why didn't he receive the news?
Could it be that the cultivator side was defeated, and this person plans to support it?
But doesn't he care about the life and death of these cultivators during the Foundation Establishment period?
Although there are many doubts in his heart, it has no time to think at all, and no matter what, it will not allow the other party to leave.
The speed of the evil spirit was very fast, the Xuanwei Daoist had almost just reached the edge of the battlefield, and it had already followed.
"Want to leave without saying hello? You have to ask Ben Ling if he agrees or not!"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, a breath of sinister and evil spread out, and it spread out all over the body.
The evil mist surged, and in a blink of an eye, a giant skeleton tens of feet in length condensed above the head.
The whole body of the skeleton was black, holding a several feet long bone sword in its hand, exuding a terrifying aura, it suddenly stabbed straight at Xuanwei Daoist.
Xuan Wei Daoist frowned slightly.
This place is still on the edge of the battlefield. If you choose to do it here, a small number of cultivators below will inevitably be affected.
But now, he seemed to have no choice but to suppress the aftermath as much as possible after blocking the opponent's attack.
Xuanwei Daoist looked awe-inspiring, quickly put his two fingers together, and pointed at the skeleton in front of him.
The huge finger gestures condensed in an instant, facing the bone sword stabbed by the skeleton.
The two collided quickly.
Under the terrifying power of the giant finger, the bone sword was broken inch by inch.
Then, the power of the giant finger remained undiminished, and it directly destroyed the entire skeleton, scattering it into an evil mist.
And the power of the giant finger was also exhausted, turning into a dazzling rain of light, illuminating the dark sky.
The aftermath of the collision between the two swept in all directions.
Xuanwei Daoist flicked his sleeves, mobilizing the general trend of the surrounding world, trying to eliminate the residual power contained in the aftermath as much as possible.
But he still had to guard against the evil spirits on the opposite side to attack again, and in the end he could barely reduce the aftermath to the Gold Core early stage level.
"Whether you live or die depends on your good fortune!"
Xuanwei Daoist glanced at the dozens of Foundation Establishment stage cultivators under his feet, and sighed helplessly.
He is in a high position, but he doesn't have the idea of treating low-level cultivators as worthless, but this is war, where is there any undead?
He has secretly recorded these cultivators, if they can survive, after this battle is over, he will find a way to make up for it.
As for those who couldn't stop the aftermath, he could only mourn in silence for them!
However, Xuanwei Daoist didn't know that, in the area affected by the aftermath, Lin Heng directly scolded him and the eighteen generations of the evil spirit's ancestors.
If you want to do it without saying a word, isn't this obviously cheating?
Moreover, the reason why he moved to the edge of the battlefield was to prevent Chi Yu from being affected by these two old things if they fought.
It turned out fine!
The two old things seem to be against him, they don't go anywhere, but they come here, and they do it as soon as they say it, and they don't give people any time to react, they are simply inhumane!
Scolding is scolding.
Lin Heng is extremely dignified at this moment. Although the power of the aftermath has been suppressed, it is still at the Gold Core level.
And he is nothing more than a weak and helpless Foundation Establishment consummation cultivator.
Even if some hole cards are played, they should be able to barely block them, but if they are not kept properly, they will be severely injured.
But if he is seriously injured in this chaotic battlefield, can he still survive?
"Two old things, I, Lin Heng, remember you, today's enmity, I will come to ask for advice in the future!"
Cursing viciously, Lin Heng took out the large teleportation amulet that he put in his storage bag not long ago, and injected Magic power into it to activate it without saying a word.
As the talisman shines brightly, a spatial fluctuation spreads instantly.
Lin Heng's body twisted rapidly like a turbine, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the twisted space also calmed down.
The next moment, the aftermath swept through.
The cultivators and evil spirits around were in bad luck, and most of them died, and the few who survived were also bruised and bruised.
"what?"
Although the fleeting spatial fluctuations came and went quickly, they still couldn't hide from the perception of Xuanwei Daoist and the evil spirit.
"This is the breath of a talisman...and it's a talisman of the Spatial Teleportation type!"
After careful induction, Xuanwei Daoist's face changed slightly. The Spatial Teleportation type of talisman has long been broken in the Cultivation World, and there are only some records in ancient books.
But now that he actually saw the legendary thing with his own eyes, how could he not be surprised?
And he felt that he seemed to be self-defeating!
"Interesting ants, actually have such a means of escape?"
At this moment, an untimely voice interrupted Xuanwei Daoist's thoughts!
Xuanwei Daoist came back to his senses and realized that now is not the time to worry about this. Calculating the time, the Gold Core stage cultivator army led by Bai Jingyun is about to arrive on the battlefield.
His most urgent task is to hold back the evil spirit in front of him.
Considering that it would affect other cultivators, he took advantage of the fact that the other party was not attacking, and with a flash, he completely left the range of the battlefield.
"Hmph, wanting to leave in front of my spirit? It's just a fool's dream!"
The evil spirit snorted coldly, chased after him without thinking, and fought directly with Xuanwei Daoist.
The huge movement made the cultivators and evil spirits during the Foundation Establishment period feel awe-inspiring on the battlefield.
Especially the cultivators and evil spirits who were close to the area affected by the aftermath just moved the battlefield to other places in a tacit understanding, so as not to follow in the footsteps of those unlucky ones just now.