The dense rain of swords fell with unparalleled power, like Tian Xie and other three major creatures, oh, it was not just them, there was no one in the team of more than a hundred creatures who did not change their expressions!
Madam, it's too scary... Is this still the magical power used by sixth-level creatures?
Standing in the rain of swords, Yu Laosi spread his hands and felt every drop of rain filled with the spiritual power of water and the artistic conception of the sword.
Yu Laosi looked at the three creatures still struggling to resist, and a perverted arc slightly raised at the corner of his mouth.
"broken!"
"Qiang!"
The three-talent attack formation was instantly shattered!
Xiang Tianxie, Jian Jiu, and Yang Xu spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time!
And Yu Laosi also waved his hand to disperse the sword rain. Damn it, it consumed too much. The first time he used this thing, he basically consumed all the spiritual energy in his body.
This is even when he has twin babies!
If it had been another sixth-level creature, he would have exhausted his spiritual power and recognized the demon and slaughtered him before this technique was actually used.
Moreover, with his current level of cultivation, he is far from able to exert the true power of this technique, but apart from the technique of refining essence and blood that he used before transforming, this current sword rain can definitely be regarded as his trump card.
"Huh, my junior uncle is very proficient in the field of sword art. This junior is willing to give up."
Jian Jiu stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.
Although his face is pale, his eyes are very bright!
He felt the artistic conception of the sword again.
That kind of power, that kind of sharpness that seems to break the world! Make him intoxicated
This kind of artistic conception...he, Jianjiu, will definitely have it too!
"Lost."
Yangxu bowed his hand to Yu Yue, turned around and went to heal his wounds.
As for Xiang Tianxie, the girl grinned and complained: "Brother Yu, why did you hit me the hardest this time and that time? Xiang asked himself, I didn't offend you at all."
"Because you can withstand beatings better than the two of them."
Yu Yue now patted Xiang Tianxie on the shoulder. Not to mention patting this girl on the shoulder... it was still a bit difficult for Yu Yue.
It's not that Yu Yue isn't tall enough, but... this Xiang Tianxiang doesn't look like a human being after his transformation.
"Well, I'm the weakest one and the least resistant to beatings."
Xiang Tianxie's eyes lit up, and he clearly felt that without all the creatures paying attention, Yu Yue stuffed a round pill into his hand...
This elixir is a treasure!
Afterwards, the healing was done and the drill was continued, and even Yu Yue joined in!
Because...he admitted that he had underestimated the power of the battle formation before.
Even if he were to face the Three Talents Attack Formation, if he didn't have that trump card, he would definitely be defeated!
There is no such thing as competition on the battlefield. Once you lose, you will die!
Therefore, he cannot throw away this method.
One day is fleeting even for mortal beings, let alone monks.
That night, Yu Yue and other new soldiers stopped practicing and slept happily.
Basically, these creatures have lived for hundreds of years. Ever since they opened their spiritual wisdom and stepped onto the path, the word sleep seems to rarely appear in their world.
But now, the war is coming... Naturally, it's time to relax.
Otherwise, I don’t know if I can experience the haziness when I open my eyes again after falling asleep next time.
After all...how many people have fought in ancient times.
At this time, the night was already very deep, and the darkness, bone-deep darkness was always inaccessible to ordinary creatures, but once war came, there were always some creatures willing to throw themselves into the darkness and associate with darkness and blood.
The saints called a truce, but the war is still going on, but what is being shed is the blood of some little people, and what is dissipated is the souls of some little people.
A scout team was like a ghost in the night. They spread out as far as possible and pushed forward in order to wipe out the local scouts.
Because scouts play a huge role in war, they are good at hiding and spying on military information and enemy deployments.
Every creature practices the art of concealment, and even those whose cultivation level is much higher than theirs cannot be discovered!
This scout team is also under the command of the Black Turtle Holy Emperor.
Their mission is to clear out the Japanese scouts and clear the way for the new army to join.
Bat Yun is one of them. He is an ordinary bat on an isolated island. When the Black Turtle Holy Emperor was practicing, he watched his spiritual energy halo for hundreds of years and became a Taoist.
But in the end, his talent is limited, and after five hundred years of practice, he has stopped at the late fifth level.
Before the war, Bat Cloud returned to the isolated island where he was born, and turned into his true body and hung upside down on the cliff where he was. However... the spiritual energy cloud of the Black Turtle Holy Emperor never appeared again.
Soon, the battle begins! He gave up the idea of spending his life on the island and decided to join the army!
Because he was good at hiding and naturally agile, he became a scout. Soon, he became a squad leader among the scouts after repeatedly making military exploits.
At this time, in the dark night, there was no scream, and there was not even the slightest smell of blood. Bat Yun showed a ferocious smile on his lips, and then directly slapped away the spiritual consciousness of a Japanese scout.
"It should be almost cleaned up."
Bat Yun sprinkled a special powder on the body of the Japanese scout with some disgust. The body immediately turned into fly ash, leaving no smell at all.
"If the blood of these creatures wasn't so disgusting and servile, well... I really don't want to waste it."
The main body is a vampire bat. He once broke the rules and sucked the blood of a Japanese scout, which almost sickened him to death.
But just as a subtle fluctuation of spiritual thoughts caught Bat Yun's attention, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his figure suddenly seemed to turn into nothingness!
He didn't dare to show any trace and followed that subtle spiritual thought to escape forward.
Although that trace of spiritual thought is not obvious, its powerful bat cloud can be felt!
Maybe one finger could crush a dozen of them to death, right?
But so what?
The mission of a scout is not just to clear out enemy scouts...
A trace of determination flashed in his slightly scarlet eyes, and Bat Yun's aura became even lower.
The territory of the Japanese people can be said to be large or small.
At this time, the ordinary cultivators in the Eastern Sea Region had advanced nearly one-third of the area. After the Holy Orders ceased for unknown reasons, the ground turned into a line. That line was the front line of the confrontation between the two armies.
At this time, a faint light shone in an extremely remote place. Bat Yun's ears moved, and a mocking smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Do those Japanese guys still have the intention to do such a thing at this time?
The bat cloud came up, and on a hillside...well, not counting the mountain wall, someone used supernatural powers to open a hole. There was a stone bed in the hole, and among the dim yellow candlelight, there were some words that could not be expressed in words. to describe the picture.
But Bat Yun had no intention of admiring it, because with his keen insight, he noticed that the middle-aged man who was the male protagonist in the picture had a breath cultivation level that was definitely above the eighth level!
Because he had met He Qingfeng, the elder of the Crane clan.
Although He Qingfeng's aura is powerful, it is far from this level!
