Fallen Continent!
Rumbling explosions continued every day, and the battle was in full swing whether on the mainland or on the sea.
More than three months have passed, and the Luochen Sword Sect is still holding on against the millions of Hai Clan troops. The biggest help was the two phantom formations set up by Cheng Ling, and as the battle continued, more and more human monks participated.
Now it is basically divided into two battlefields. The first battlefield is within the Luochen Continent. The 100,000 troops that were initially trapped are now only about 60,000. The second battlefield is the northern sea, where the 500,000-strong coalition of the Octopus Tribe and the Sea Serpent Tribe are attacking.
As for the east and south where the Sword Shark Clan and Tiger Shark Clan are attacking, Cheng Ling has already taken care of them flawlessly. The main problem is that there are too few human monks, and most of them are tied up by the 60,000 Hai Clan army in Luochen Continent. Even in the battle in the northern seas, they would not dare to fight unless Cheng Ling personally leads them.
After all, according to the reward conditions promulgated by the Luochen Sword Sect, as long as you kill the Hai Clan and obtain the inner elixir, you can redeem the sect points and obtain corresponding resources. Who would sacrifice the near and far away to fight with the Hai Clan outside the mainland. Moreover, the Sea Clan army on the mainland is smaller in number and easier to kill.
Cheng Ling was not optimistic. Of the two large formations, the formation on Lan Hai was more stable. One was the original Sword Sect's formation that he connected to, and the other was that there was a precious green lotus flag as the center of the formation, not to mention Easily destroyed.
But the illusion formation on the mainland is different. It originally relied on the Luochen Sword Sect's sect-protecting formation. Now, in order to avoid losses, all the surrounding formations have been cancelled. It is equivalent to a rootless tree, although there are disciples of the formation hall there. It is constantly reinforced, but the daily battles cause more and more damage.
The key is that Cheng Ling still can't find time to stabilize the formation. He has been fighting in the Beihai area for two consecutive months. After all the 309 acupoints in the body had been impacted, Zhang Hu recruited a thousand immortal monks and above as a new force. Taking this opportunity, he would naturally inflict heavy damage on the Hai Clan.
After weighing, he finally chose to attack the northern sea. Compared with the Sword Shark Clan and Tiger Shark Clan, although the Octopus Clan and Sea Serpent Clan were larger in number, their combat power was slightly inferior. Moreover, the previous Centurion Team was already very weak in the sea area behind. Once they are familiar with them, they can better utilize their combat effectiveness.
But as a result of this choice, the defense of the eastern and southern seas was almost completely abandoned. Over the past few months, the Sword Shark Clan and Tiger Shark Clan armies have gradually come to understand that they have fallen into the formation set up by the human monks. If they do not break through, these hundreds of thousands of troops may be trapped on the sea for life or death.
Not only that, the top leaders of these two clans were able to contact Jiansha Li and Hushazhan, and also figured out that the latter were also trapped in the illusion formation.
The leader of the Sword Shark Clan army this time is Elder Shark, a nine-star perfection high-level sea clan, who can be regarded as the great uncle of Sword Shark Li. He has lived for countless thousands of years, has dealt with many human races, and has seen many formations.
He knows that in order to crack the formation, you must understand the node position, let alone the Shark Clan. The entire Sea Clan does not know if there is such a master of the formation. The only way is to destroy it from the inside. My twenty Tens of thousands of troops launch continuous attacks every day. I don’t believe that they can’t break out of this fog...
Not to mention, his stupid method can be regarded as defeating ten levels with one force. Under the constant bombardment and collision, the power of the phantom array in the eastern sea area is gradually weakening. If the treasure-colored Qinglian Banner is in charge, the energy of the array has long been leaked.
On the Tiger Shark tribe's side, the leader of the Tiger Shark elders was not stupid. He sensed the roar of the sea next door and began to order the army to launch a bombardment. The two armies exerted force at the same time, and the formation on the sea was already shaky.
Elder Shark naturally passed this method on to Jian Shark Li, who almost went crazy after being trapped on the mainland with Tiger Shark for more than half a year. Moreover, the sounds of fighting could be heard almost every day, and occasionally they would meet an unlucky monk and become the victim of their anger.
After getting the news, he couldn't bear it any longer and started bombarding the enemy like crazy. The remaining 60,000 Hai Clan army went completely crazy. They tried every method from heaven to earth, but they were still spinning in circles in the white mist.
If they didn't rush out, they would have to wait for death. Regardless of consumption, they opened up their firepower and blasted the formation space with sea spells one after another.
Under the continuous destruction, the formation space finally had a flaw, the formation energy began to leak out, and the army inside could vaguely see their respective companions. They organized themselves in twos and threes and became more destructive. By the third month, they were finally blown out of the way.
At this time, Cheng Ling was leading nearly a thousand elite disciples back from the northern waters. In several battles, the elite team he led also lost more than a hundred monks. After receiving the news, they hurriedly changed direction and rushed over.
A gap of about ten feet wide was created in the phantom formation, and more and more sea tribes rushed out. In front of the gap was a sea tribe guard holding a big sword, ensuring that all the troops inside could rush out.
On the human side, the formation hall disciples had long been protected and retreated to a distance, while tens of thousands of monks rushed forward desperately, constantly blocking the sea clan who rushed out. Unfortunately, there are more and more sea monks rushing out, and they are generally higher than the human race. It often takes several or even a dozen monks to resist them.
Cheng Ling swept his consciousness and took in everything. He moved his hands and a dozen seventh-grade immortal talismans were floating in the air, and said in his mouth: "Seal!"
In an instant, the dozen or so immortal talismans formed a spirit-sealing formation, temporarily blocking the Sea Clan from rushing out again.
"kill!"
He ordered again, and nearly a thousand elites behind him who had just returned from the northern sea rushed forward and started fighting with the Hai Clan.
The Spirit-Sealing Array covers a large area and is set up in a hurry, so it can only block it for a while. Only by killing these sea people who rush out and then sealing the phantom array again can we ensure that the sea people are trapped again.
Zhang Hu, Song Yingjie, Fang Zhongshi, and Dongfang Bai led the elites in front to kill the Sea Clan, while Cheng Ling directly targeted the Sea Clan monk who was guarding the gap.
Although the Sword Shark Tribe and the Tiger Shark Tribe are both shark tribes, they are different in appearance. After the Sword Shark Tribe transforms, the two saber teeth are very protruding, while the Tiger Shark Tribe does not, so it is easy to tell them apart.
The person in front of me is a monk from the Sword Shark Clan, an eight-star high-level sea tribesman. A long sword as big as a door panel was guarding the gap. There were already broken human corpses lying on the ground in front of him, and he was now facing several human monks who were close to him, killing them mercilessly.
"Clang!" With a sound, a willow-like sword intent struck the giant sword of the Sword Shark Clan monks, saving the lives of those monks.
"Leave this to me, and you go deal with the other sea tribes!"
Before Cheng Ling finished speaking, he raised his arm and the long sword was already moving in circles, surrounding it like a circle with no starting point and no end. The light sword movement contained an astonishing and extremely heavy power, including the giant sword. , unable to exert its power.
The monk from the Sword Shark Tribe stepped forward with a heavy step and swept Cheng Ling back with a sweep of his sword. He stood proudly and erect, with a tall figure of more than two meters, like a king, majestic and domineering, his eyes were cold and aloof, looking down, as if he were looking at ants.
"Yes, you are a little stronger than those losers, but you are still not good enough. Since you show up to stop me, you must be prepared to die!" There was an inexplicable power in the voice, which made Cheng Ling feel like he was facing an emperor. .
He raised his giant sword, and his majestic and domineering momentum surged out. He approached step by step, and his momentum continued to build up. When he approached Cheng Ling, he raised his giant sword and slashed it down with one strike.
This sword is direct and simple, but it contains the domineering power of an emperor and is extremely strong, as if under this sword, the whole world will surrender.
There was a flash of light in his eyes, Cheng Ling did not dodge, and the sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and was cut out.
The giant sword unfolded, the sword force was majestic and powerful, and extremely domineering. Although it seemed to have many flaws, it had to resist the powerful sword force.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
The sound of swords clashing kept sounding, and Cheng Ling was forced to retreat continuously. His arms were numb. The eight-star high-level sea clan was indeed not immune.
But I must not lose!
At this time, nearly ten thousand monks in the field were looking at him. If he lost, the resistance he had finally gathered together would collapse, and the human monks would no longer be able to face the threat of the sea clan.
He took a deep breath, walked out with ghost steps, and turned into several afterimages. While observing the sword skills of the sword shark monks, he soothed his numb arms.
After a moment, an idea flashed in his mind, and the swordsmanship of the white-clothed swordsman in the Sword Code suddenly flashed in his mind. That kind of light, weak and boneless sword moves were extremely lethal. Since your sword is a domineering sword, I will use skill to defeat power!
In an instant, Cheng Ling's sword seemed to be swimming in catkins, light and weightless, free and unrestrained, but secretly, it was like threads of sword energy, constantly entwining the opponent's giant sword.
Dodging again and again, colliding again and again, the sword shark monk's giant sword is very domineering, each move is very simple, but the momentum contained in it is difficult to resist. For a monk who is not as good as Cheng Ling, facing such an enemy, there is no need to draw a sword, the momentum alone is enough to suppress the opponent.
Unfortunately, he met Cheng Ling, whose swordsmanship reached the mid-fourth level, and his swordsmanship skills were even superior to others. It seems that he is unable to resist, but he can always come up with tricks at critical moments and use small and flexible sword moves to resolve it.
After fighting for a long time, the Sword Shark Clan monk became completely angry. He shouted loudly, his momentum surged, and he was majestic and majestic. He raised his giant sword high above his head and struck with one strike.
The huge sword force has completely enveloped Cheng Ling, and this sword seems to form a sword field, and a powerful binding force is entangled.
Cheng Ling's face changed drastically. He couldn't stop this sword! In desperation, he could only pour all the secrets of the Ten Percent Sword into it. The sharpness of the Dragon Ling Sword doubled. Then he threw it with all his strength, tearing open a gap in an instant. His body dodged and avoided this force by just a hair. Like a thunderous sword.
Even so, the sword energy of the giant sword hit his body, and a rain of blood spurted out from his head. If he hadn't raised his spiritual body to the seventh level, he would have been cut in half.
He stretched out his right hand and pointed two fingers at the Dragon Ling Sword in the distance. The long sword drew a strange arc and returned to his palm again. Blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were fixed on the Sword Shark Clan monk, lying dormant like a cheetah, ready at any time. Fight!
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