Chapter 46 War
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Zhang Yan's whereabouts are the same as all the monks present eager to know. So at this time, when Zichen asked Bu Ruo about Zhang Yan's whereabouts again, everyone pricked up their ears.
"Well, Lord Zichen, Bu Ruo only knows that Lord Zhang Yan is practicing in the Linglong pagoda, but his subordinates don't know where he is now."
Bu Ruo looked a little embarrassed and said, "I sensed that the Lord was coming, so I couldn't wait to appear here, and... I didn't meet Lord Zhang Yan."
"Linglong Floating Tower..."
Everyone looked stunned. At this time and here, Zhang Yan still has the leisure to practice?
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At this time, the four directions in the air were occupied by four groups of monks from different camps. The monks of the Buddha Kingdom and the demon world came one after another. In a rough calculation, there were nearly 50,000 monks in the Buddhist kingdom, while 30,000 monks in the demon world.
If it is said that the strongest is the 100,000 monks in the virtual world, on the contrary, 30 people such as Wen Xiaojing have become the weakest group.
However, when Jiaye carried 50,000 Buddha Xiu and 30,000 magic practitioners carried by Zichen and joined Wen Xiaojing under the explanation of Lianbao and Bu Ruo, the situation instantly turned into a two-strong opposition.
A powerful camp composed of Buddha, demon, Confucianism and sword, even if the virtual world still has a slight advantage in number of people, but obviously this advantage does not seem to be an advantage at all if calculated according to combat effectiveness.
Which of the four professions is not extremely mysterious?
Buddha's cultivation is unparalleled and tenacious;
Magic's actions are the same, iron-blooded and ruthless;
Confucianism is magnificent and free from vulgarity;
The plagiarism of Jianxiu is fierce and wild, and the killing is unparalleled.
Compared with the monks in the virtual world who practice the Five elements of heaven, in the face of such a combination, it is really impossible to measure the advantages of the war according to the number of people.
Haotian's face has become extremely pale, but Wen Xiaojing and others are relieved.
However, Haotian has five people closely related to Zhang Yan, such as Zhang Baocai, which is tantamount to an extra trump card in his hand, so he is not very worried that Zhang Yan, who has not yet appeared, will not give in.
The atmosphere instantly recovered, which was even more depressing than just now.
At this time, there is another scene that no one has ever found.
The Buddhist, demon and Confucian alliance seems to be unintentional and intentional. Chu Xiushui and the two magnificent women actually stood together!
Chu Xiushui is dressed in red, and the green silk is scattered in front of her shoulders, which is as beautiful as an empty valley orchid; Li Yang wears a long white brocade skirt, with long hair with fine purple arc coiled behind his head as a ponytail, and his face is beautiful, but it is as cold as a snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain.
She was only one foot apart, red and white, and her supreme face almost blinded the eyes of everyone present.
The people around obviously felt the silent friction between the two. Although they had never spoken, their aura was extremely fierce, which made the people around them dare not talk to them easily.
Even they couldn't help speculating in their hearts: Is it possible that the two are arguing about something?
Everyone's reaction was seen by the two, but they ignored it all. Their eyes have been fixed on Lan Xuehen and Lin'er in her arms.
A trace of complexity gushed out from their extremely beautiful and bright eyes.
Lan Xuehen noticed the eyes of the two and thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but feel an absurd sense of happiness in her heart. The two of them probably thought that Lin'er was a child born by herself and Zhang Yan...
When she heard that Zichen was going to divorce Zhang Yan today, she was extremely sad and wanted to die early and leave far away. But now she smiled sweetly and hugged Lin'er's arms more and more tightly, and her beautiful face was full of holy light that only a mother could have.
Seeing this scene, Chu Xiushui and Li's body shook slightly, one turned his eyes to the west, the other to the east, and no longer wanted to look at Lan Xuehen.
At this time, Haotian suddenly smiled and said, "On that day, you united to kill many disciples of our virtual world in Mengling Mountain. I Haotian originally planned to seek revenge one by one, but now, since you have all come, let's break the hatred between us!"
His voice was extremely loud, rolling between heaven and earth, instantly tearing the silence of the two sides of the confrontation, making the atmosphere suddenly become murderous.
Jiaye is a very strange Buddhist. He smiled with no compassionate heart and said, "In this case, the disciples of the Buddha Kingdom behind Jiaye are at your mercy."
Zichen said, "Well, I, the son of the demon world, have never been afraid of anyone!"
"Haha..."
After Haotian laughed wildly, he waved the Xuanyang Zifu sword in his hand and said coldly, "Kill!"
"Kill!"
Jiaye and Zichen also opened their mouth almost at the same time.
Then the monks on both sides of the confrontation sacrificed their most powerful magic weapons and rushed to their enemies!
Fight thousand Buddhas are full of golden light, holding magic weapons such as Ruyi, futons, incense burners, rosary beads, bells, drums, qing, etc., with a calm expression and rushing forward like a rock. Between the golden light, many enemies annihilated and disappeared.
30,000 magic practitioners have endless blood, holding white bones, giant claws, black flags and other magic weapons, like the human army, neatly rushing into the enemy, cooperating tacitly and skillfully, ruthlessly, like a drill tore a huge crack in the enemy group.
Due to the relatively small number of six sword practitioners, including Confucian monks, Taoist monks and Qingyi, they had to cooperate with two groups of people to rush up, and their combat effectiveness was extremely small.
In contrast, 100,000 monks in the virtual world, they burst into the brilliant light of five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. They held many magic weapons in their hands. Relying on the advantages of many people, they gathered together and faced the attacks from magic weapons from all sides, one by one fiercely and almost exerted all their strength, causing great trauma to their enemies.
Everyone on both sides knows that such a group battle may fall almost in an instant if they don't do their best, so they all look ferocious and wild, like desperately using the unique trick of pressing the bottom of the box, and dare not have a trace of reservation or a trace of timidity.
On the other side, Jiaye, Zichen, Wen Xiaojing, Guanxu Zhenren and other people representing Mahayana monks met Haotian and other Mahayana monks from the Qing virtual world.
Because they were afraid of hurting their own forces, they almost tacitly escape thousands of miles away and set up another battlefield.
Their power is too horrible and devastating. Between their hands and feet, the mountains are flattened, and the rivers are bombarded into an abyss. Circles of destruction of the world, devouring the impact ripples of the sun and the moon spread out, and nothing is destroyed and nothing is annihilated.
Move the mountains and boil the sea, and everything will be destroyed!
All this situation was like two long-ready-awaited dragons suddenly launched an attack at the same time. For a moment, the whole air was filled with all kinds of colorful magic weapons and all kinds of sound of breaking through the sky. The terrible airflow almost tore up the heaven and earth and rolled around. As soon as they touched the ground, they bombarded in an instant. Blow up bottomless pits.
Almost all of the battle are monks above the virtual period, and there are Mahayana monks standing at the peak of the monks. Under their attack, the void is like fragile cloth, torn apart by teleporting figures and blown away by horrible magic weapons. The world within thousands of miles is like a volcanic eruption, landslide earthquake, with a deafening roar and the sound of magic weapon collision with a sad scream, filling every corner. The golden Buddha light, the dark magic light, the magnificent atmosphere, and the endless five elements of divine light with a wisp of five elements of sword spirit dyed the whole world into a colorful and dazzling world.
In an instant, it was like thunder, ten thousand demons came, and the world were overwhelmed by a huge sound wave that destroyed the world. The whole scene was like the doomsday dusk of the battle of the gods. The sad picture made the creatures thousands of miles away crawl to the ground and almost faint.
The battle lasted less than a ray of incense, and tens of thousands of monks fell on both sides. The scene was tragic and horrible, which was indescribable.
With the passage of time, the joint strength of Buddhism, demons and Confucian swords gradually began to prevail, and gradually strangled the Qing virtual world monks.
At this time, although more than 40,000 Buddha and demon army have fallen, 60,000 monks in the virtual world of the Qing Dynasty have fallen. Although the remaining monks on both sides have gradually leveled, everyone knows that if they continue to develop according to this momentum, the monks of the Qing virtual world will perish earlier than the Buddha and demon army!
At this critical moment, Haotian, who had been fighting with Jiaye and others, suddenly shouted loudly. He suddenly broke away from the war with the Xuanyang Zifu sword in his hand. The next moment, he appeared in the army of Buddha and demons. Xuanyang Zifu sword waved casually, and a dazzling purple light gushed out.
In an instant, the thousands of Buddhas and demon monks closest to Haotian turned into a blood fog and died!
"Damn!"
Originally, it was Zichen who was facing Haotian. The two were fighting equally. Suddenly, he saw Haotian fleeing to his own camp. He couldn't help but be stunned. In this stunnedgong fu, thousands of monks on his side fell. How can he not make Zichen angry?
This loud shout was like a thunderstorm, which made everyone's movements stagnate in an instant, and Zichen's figure had already appeared opposite Haotian, which could block the sword waved by Haotian again.
Touch!
A loud noise, as if the sky and the earth fell and the stars shook in an instant.
Although the two monks in the great perfection of the Mahayana period were only connected by the swords, their scattered terror made all the monks around them shake their bodies in an instant and couldn't help spit out a mouthful of blood.
"All Taoist friends in the virtual world listened to the order and quickly returned to the back of me. Today, let me kill all the enemies alone!"
Haotian no longer fought with Zichen and retreated a thousand feet away. After a big shout, he saw the remaining 40,000 Xujie monks leaving behind their enemies and coming behind Haotian.
Seeing this, Zichen and Jia Ye and others who came at this time also stopped their monks from attacking again, and Qi Qi looked at Haotian.
What a big breath this guy wants to destroy all of himself with one person!
Zichen and other Mahayana monks stood in front of their own forces, and a sneer gushed unconsciously on their faces.
They want to see what means Haotian used to destroy himself and others!
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