"Save him!" Wenxuan Zhenjun stared at Milo for a long time and said softly: "If you really want to save him, then you must first learn how to fight outside the sky. And if you want to do this part quickly, You have to go to Shenwu, he will teach you how to deal with the battle outside the world."
"Thank you, True Lord, for your guidance." After Milo bowed to express his gratitude, he set off for Lord Shenwu's dojo, Fengchen Reform Dinghuantian.
Although the word "fengchen" is often used to refer to some special places, the word itself also represents the hardships of journey and the chaos of society, derived from the meaning of war and battlefield.
The meaning of Shenwu Zhenjun's dojo revolution and stability in the world is to seek change in the battle, and ultimately bring stability to the world. The corresponding Miao Qi Pill Chi Zhi Ge Miao Qi all reveals his philosophy.
Therefore, this world is filled with the boundless atmosphere of killing and change. As soon as Milo walked into it, he saw blood red between the sky and the earth. The scarlet color infected everything in sight. On the vast dark red land, there were countless terrifying monsters. They were fighting and devouring each other. , assimilate with each other, every minute, every second, every breath, every moment, thousands of monsters are torn to pieces and fall like raindrops, the broken flesh and blood, almost covering every inch of the earth, despair The roar brought endless explosions.
The boundless aura of death, terror, battle, and killing filled the void, making Milo feel a little creepy when he saw all this.
On the other side of these monsters, auspicious clouds rose, auspiciousness soared, and tens of thousands of soldiers appeared in the clouds. They were wearing gold helmets and silver armor, holding spears, halberds, axes, and hunting with flags all around. They were all majestic and full of evil spirit. , gathering a huge and boundless momentum, killing the monsters below.
Among them, the leader of the team was surrounded by divine light, and the battle ax in his hand was intertwined with golden light. With a casual wave, he tore the void and directly wiped out hundreds of monsters. At the same time, a battle flag stood high in the void, and streams of light hung down. , like fireflies flying around, while protecting the surrounding divine soldiers, it absorbs the auras of many soldiers and turns them into golden light to bless the divine generals, causing their power to skyrocket and suppressing a huge balrog.
Before Milo could react, he saw the earth split open under the bloody sky, and the endless turbulent and noisy filthy black water rose up, rising higher and higher, gradually forming a huge shadow of the evil god that filled the world.
The Evil God's body is made of pale bones, and is covered with a black tattered robe. It is surrounded by wisps of deep black aura, exuding endless silence and terrifying power. With his appearance, the bloody sky is gradually dyed with traces of... Black, the surrounding monsters howled in fear, but were swallowed up by the black water, and finally gathered in the hands of the evil god, turning into a huge black scythe.
With a gentle wave, the brilliant pale evil light slid across the void. All the divine soldiers were harvested easily like weeds. The battle flag standing in the void was also cut off, and the aura of death was contained on the sickle. , causing all the defeated people to disintegrate into dust all over the sky the moment they fell to the ground.
The evil god continued to move forward, and the dark red land continued to expand, trying to swallow the surrounding void, while the remaining defeated soldiers regrouped around a general holding a long sword.
Seeing this scene, Milo thought secretly in his heart, feeling that the general should retreat at this moment, or take a roundabout way to contain the situation, as he did not want the general to unexpectedly choose another path.
"Look at the knife!" Along with a roar that echoed through the void, the world that was originally stained by dark red seemed to be a little brighter. That was reflected by the infinite light blooming from the long knife. The bright light was filled with determination. The unreturnable murderous intention is directed at the evil god and heavenly spirit.
As soon as the sword came out, the remaining soldiers around also shouted: "Look at the sword!" As they spoke, they waved their weapons or waved their swords in the air. The surging killing intent gathered and merged into the light of the sword. Milo could see it. It is clear that this sword is the essence of all the soldiers, and contains all their cultivation, all their Dharma principles, and all their energy and blood.
Therefore, the idea of this sword is extremely cruel and magnificent, with the idea of abandoning everything and cutting off everything. Therefore, in front of this sword, there are all kinds of dangers and all kinds of horrors, but they cannot hinder it.
The sword light rises, the evil light falls, the long knife and the sickle intersect, resolutely facing death.
"Ding!" The sickle slipped, the long knife broke, and countless soldiers turned into flying ashes. But the next second, an arrow shot out of the void, pointing directly at the place where the sickle had previously touched the long knife.
The next second, the sickle broke, and the evil god was also condemned to die in the void. Milo then discovered that the long sword and the sickle were intertwined. Although the long sword was defeated, it also left a gap on the sickle. Later arrow misses provide opportunities.
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"Have you understood this game?" The figure of Lord Shenwu appeared behind Milo. This Lord looked very young. His handsome face gave people the feeling of a young general, but there was something precipitated in his eyes. , and the slightly white temples, giving people a feeling of going through many vicissitudes of life.
"I have met the true king." Milo bowed first, thought about it for a moment, and said with some uncertainty: "Is it okay to give it up?"
"It's a part, but can you do it?" Shenwu Zhenjun asked, and Milo didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"Forget it, just use all your abilities once and let me see!" With that said, Zhenjun stretched out his hand and a stream of vitality fell from the void, giving Milo an almost infinite supply.
Feeling the power gathering from all around, Milo's eyes shone slightly. He bowed slightly to the True Lord and raised his hand to project the wonderful world. The next second, many divine lights intertwined, and a statue of a god, Immortals, gods, and phantoms reflect each other, walking back and forth in the void along a trajectory that contains all kinds of mysteries.
During the change, the phantoms of some gods began to look like a lake, turning into wisps of steaming mist. The clouds and smoke are misty, changing rapidly, sometimes flat, sometimes rolling, sometimes clustered, sometimes piled up. The shadow of a celestial soldier and god general changes with the clouds and smoke, sometimes disappearing and appearing, and various kinds of divine weapons and weapons stand in the void.
At the same time, the shadows of respective star officials and star messengers appear in the southeast, northwest, and east. Among them, in the east, stars such as Jiaomu Jiao, Kang Jinlong, Ditu Raccoon Dog, Fangri Rabbit, Xinyue Fox, Tailfire Tiger, and Jishui Leopard are the core. In the south, the power of the Jingmu An, Ghost Golden Sheep, Liutu Deer, Xingri Horse, Zhang Yuelu, Winged Fire Snake, and Zhen Shuiyin Qisu is the main force. The same situation also occurs in the north and west.
The power of the twenty-eight stars in all directions is like the turning of a wheel, surrounding the True Lord in the middle. The star officials use all kinds of magical powers to exert on the True Lord's body, countless colorful clouds appear, and all kinds of blurred rays of light intersect.
At the same time, the sixty-year-old god is hiding everywhere, driving the time sequence to change, and interfering with fate in the dark. Therefore, in just a moment, hundreds of curses and spells fell on the True Lord, and these curses and spells covered each other, entwined with each other, and were layered on top of each other, bringing about qualitative changes, even if the True Lord's cultivation level was Not bad, but also a rare feeling of fatigue.
"It seems that you have actually thought of a similar method, using the power of the gods to exert curses and influences on various concepts. If you can go one step further, directly interfere with the magical power of destiny, continuously amplify your own advantages and reduce the opponent's abilities. Preparation, You have passed the test." Zhenjun said, raising his hand and waving, the energy around him was in chaos, trying to break free.
Milo could tell at a glance that the power used by True Lord Shenwu at this moment was almost the same as his current state, which was the level of ordinary immortal monks in the early and middle stages of entering the earthly immortal state.
His hand changed, and he whispered: "Where are the magic guardians? Arrange the formation!" After the words fell, each of the magic guardians waved their weapons, and order intertwined in the void, forming a dense net. At the same time, the surrounding star officials and star envoys Waving the divine weapon in his hand, he sprinkled down pieces of soft starlight. The two intertwined and turned into layers of curtains, which were constantly superimposed, making the void become as sticky and turbid as a swamp.
The vitality mobilized by Zhenjun also seemed to be drunk, sometimes moving forward, sometimes retreating, sometimes going left, sometimes drifting right, between the confusing lakes, being torn apart by layers of starlight, and blending into the void.
The true king looked carefully, but he saw the phantoms of the goddesses standing everywhere, casting spells to extract the vitality and weaving it into threads, weakening their means and at the same time enhancing the ability of the fallen snares.
Moreover, Zhenjun also saw thirty-six thunder drum warriors in the surrounding void, waving drum hammers, and the sound of thunder exploded, but it did not reach his ears at all. It just kept shaking the void, affecting his magical abilities. Previously, The vitality was so easily taken away by the phantom of the goddess, and it was also because of the vibration of thunder.
Zhenjun nodded, and just as he was about to speak, Milo developed a new change. This time, out of the clouds and mist came out the phantoms of the gods who were recorded in the fifth rank column on the treasure scroll and had obvious characteristics of the protector gods.
[Zhao Hui Ling Xian Zhenren Zhao Yu], [Fifth Battalion Zhongtan Marshal Nezha], [Yiling Zhaowu Wen Lingguan], [Taiyi Du Lei Envoy], [Liu Ding Liujia], [Four Value Merit Cao] and [Zhu Bajie].
The seven gods fell down and surrounded the true king. Although the updated divine weapons in their hands were insubstantial, their vitality was condensed and blessed by the treasure scroll. They could also be regarded as mid-to-lower-level magic weapons, which were not the same as those of ordinary fairyland monks. Dare to take a few hits easily.
Zhenjun's eyes lit up slightly, he stretched out his hand, took a spear, and faced the seven protectors. It has to be said that True Lord Shenwu is one of the most powerful martial gods in Han Xia. Although he is not known for fighting alone like True Lord Subduing Demons, he carries vast power with every move he makes, even if the seven guardian gods condensed by Milo Everyone has great magical powers and has martial arts that are considered to be the best in the world, but they are still suppressed and beaten by the True Lord Shenwu.
Seeing this scene, Milo's hand skills changed again. This time he activated the surrounding clouds and mist, causing countless threads to fall in the void, layer upon layer of means to contain the true king. He knew very well that the phantoms of the gods he had deduced, Although his strength is good and his ability is first-rate, his spirituality is still lacking. When facing ordinary characters, he can hold his own. When facing first-rate characters, he can only fight. When facing beings like Shenwu Zhenjun, he can It seems full of mistakes.
Nowadays, the seven guardian gods are able to persist. On the one hand, they cooperate with each other to make up for their shortcomings. On the other hand, Shenwu Zhenjun is not clear about their fighting methods. Once the other party adapts, the seven guardian gods will undoubtedly lose.
Therefore, Milo activated the surrounding formations to create soft to dense clouds and mist, interfering with the power of True Lord Shenwu. At the same time, he increased many curses, weakened his abilities, and also guided the surrounding unsuitable energy to flow in. Among them, caused a conflict between his means.
Although these methods are difficult to erode the power of the true king, they will often dissipate before coming into contact with the true king.
However, no matter how weak the means are, they cannot withstand the accumulation of huge numbers, and a little interference is enough to give the seven guardians a greater advantage.
After the seven phantoms were pressed together by the True Lord, Milo's magic technique changed again. This time he directly summoned all the phantoms of the gods.
The next second, various colors of light appeared in the clouds and mist, some were golden, some were red, some were white, some were emerald green, and some were dark blue. Under the various colors of light, star officials were present, divine soldiers were standing, and goddesses were dancing. Their vitality followed their movements. , continue to gather together, turning into wind, rain, thunder, lightning, fire, plague and poisonous evil spirits that stagger down.
The true king, who was under the offensive, felt that the surroundings were sometimes blazing with fire, sometimes the blue sea was rolling, sometimes thunderbolts were exploding, and sometimes the plague was suffocating the sky. There were also flags and hunting around him from time to time. The aura of killing was condensed, and the light and shadow of swords were directed at the vital points of his body. .
The most amazing thing is that the water, fire, wind, thunder, plague, poison and evil energy in front of you are all real. They are derived from various vitality under the power of gods. Therefore, these attacks are not only very lethal, but also the corresponding gods. The breath is still seriously interfering with Zhenjun's vitality control.
According to Zhenjun's own calculations, unless he mobilizes the power of a higher realm to forcibly activate the vitality, generally the monks in the middle stage of the fairyland, that is, who are still practicing the Eternal Life and the Five Elements, will definitely not be able to compete for Milo's control of the vitality. Control.
As for the second-grade gods, they may be able to take advantage in the areas they are good at, but they are also difficult to deal with in other areas.
Therefore, Zhenjun raised his hand and patted it down, and a small world was projected into the void, in which clouds and smoke were rising, rainbows were flying, and grass and trees were growing. This was the scene projected by the monks in the Earthly Immortal Realm, Cave Heaven and Paradise.
There is no difference between these methods and the essence of Miluo's unfolding of the wonderful realm. It is just that Miluo uses it as a common method because of the accompanying treasure, while ordinary monks in the fairyland use it as a desperate method.
As soon as the projection of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land came out, a paradise was immediately opened up among the water, fire, wind and thunder performed by Milo, without any influence from the outside world.
Seeing this, Miluo reached out and reached out [Zhao Hui Ling Xian Zhenren Zhao Yu] and [Taiyi Du Lei Envoy]. The two jumped into the air, waving their weapons in their hands. The next second, lightning flashed, thunderstorms shook the sky, and the surrounding flames, blue waves, and The poisonous mist and evil spirits all dissipated, leaving only the golden snakes dancing wildly. The void around the explosive Zhenjun continued to shake, and it was difficult to maintain the paradise.
At the same time, Milo stood in the void, holding up the precious mirror in his hand. Thirty-six rays of lightning emerged and criss-crossed on the mirror. As the mirror went downwards, the lightning entered it and reflected the True Lord Shenwu in it.
