Spirit world,
Fuxi, who was sitting high in the center of the Heavenly Palace, lost his temper again.
"You bastard! A bunch of despicable ants, they don't want to die obediently, but they come against me."
Fuxi was extremely angry.
The imperial clone was blocked by Chonglou, the wind clone was entangled by Jingtian, and the thunder clone was intercepted by Liu Jinyuan.
His goal of rescuing the immortal army could not be achieved.
Fuxi is the incarnation of a part of Pangu, the creator god. In his opinion, these six realms belong to him.
He is the well-deserved first successor in this world.
However, the six realms do not obey his rule. In his opinion, all disobedient creatures are parasites that suck his blood.
He looked at the integration of the powers of the three realms of immortals, gods, and demons in his hands.
Fuxi: (一`??一)
"These rebels really deserve death."
immediately,
Fuxi started making clones again.
For Fuxi, who has the ability to create a race, creating clones is even trivial.
It is very easy to create a clone of flesh and blood. The reason why clones are not often created is that it consumes a lot of spiritual energy from the divine world.
The aura consumed to create a clone is different from the aura consumed to use ordinary spells.
Ordinary gods consume spiritual energy without harm, just like a person breathing oxygen, then spitting out carbon dioxide, and then forming new oxygen through a complex transformation in nature.
The same applies to the consumed spiritual energy, and the world can also generate new spiritual energy through a series of processes.
Fuxi's creation of clones permanently consumed this part of spiritual energy, causing the God Realm to lose part of its spiritual energy forever.
That's why Fuxi was so cautious when creating clones.
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Well of gods and demons,
Sword Saint Yin Ruozhuo, Nuwa's descendant Zhao Ling'er, Old Man Guteng, and Moon Worshiping Cult Leader Shi Jieren.
The four of them effectively suppressed Xu Changqing and the five million immortals.
Because of the lack of Liu Jinyuan, they could only use their own magic power to defeat the Four Elephants Demon Sealing Array.
The Four Elephants Demon-Sealing Formation has formations set up in four directions: southeast, northwest, and northwest. Each formation requires a strong person to suppress it.
They temporarily stabilized the situation.
The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult frowned and said: "The Emperor of Heaven is indeed worthy of being the Emperor of Heaven. Just his clone has entangled so many powerful people."
"After all, the Emperor of Heaven has existed since the beginning of the world, so his combat power is not surprising." Old Man Gu Teng said.
The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult shook his head and said: "The formations handed over to the heavenly soldiers and generals by the Emperor of Heaven are not simple. If we face them alone, we will not be able to match them.
The sword master looked worried and said: "We can't leave here for a moment now. What should we do after Fuxi's true form arrives?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's face darkened.
The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult's face darkened, and after thinking for a moment he said: "In my opinion, the most powerful part of the Immortal Emperor's formation is the person holding the formation, who can condense the power of thousands of immortals into one.
But,
All things in the world must decline when they prosper. The strongest point is the one who holds the formation, and the biggest flaw should also be the one who holds the formation. "
The Sword Master said: "This is the truth, but his strong strength makes this weakness become a weakness that is not a weakness. We cannot hurt or attack him."
Zhao Ling'er asked: "Who is this person holding the formation?"
The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Old Man Gu Teng said with a strange smile: "I know this person's identity. He was born in the Shushan Sect and once served as the leader of Shushan. At the same time, he also saved the world with Jingtian. He is also a couple with Zixuan."
Sword Saint Yin Ruozhuo heard this and immediately thought of the ancestors enshrined in the Shushan mourning hall: "Is it the ancestor Xu Changqing?"
"Zixuan? Zixuan is not me...then isn't he my grandfather..." Zhao Ling'er said with a shocked look on her face.
But old man Gu Teng interrupted directly: "No! You are wrong. Xu Changqing and Zixuan had a relationship, but they are not your grandfather. Your grandfather is Lin Yeping, and Xu Changqing is the reincarnation of Lin Yeping."
Old Man Gu Teng was worried that Zhao Ling'er would misunderstand that Xu Changqing was her grandfather, and then be merciful and ruin things.
At this moment, the sky cracked, and a figure broke out from the black crack.
When this figure appeared, the fire elements in the world became restless, as if they were half as excited as their master.
This is Fuxi's fire clone.
Everyone looked at the sword master with a look that seemed to say: You crow's mouth.
The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult looked at the crowd. Originally, he was meant to destroy the world, but he was pulled to save the world.
Although he was a little reluctant, he was slightly moved when he saw that so many humans who he thought were stupid were willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the common people.
The most important thing is that the world has disappeared and his survival is difficult.
The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult stood up slowly and said with a complex expression: "I'll leave this to you."
After saying this, half of the Moon Worshiping Cult Leader's body seemed to appear more than ten miles away, and then thirty miles away...
"Hurry up and set up the Three Talents Formation." Sword Master Yin Ruozhuo said immediately.
The three of them immediately changed their formations to make up for the lack of the Moon Worshiping Path.
"boom!!!"
"Boom!"
The earth shook and spiritual energy surged.
Old Man Gu Teng said solemnly: "No, the Three Talents Formation is not enough to suppress the army of immortals."
Sword Master Yin Ruozuo also had no good way to solve this problem, so he could only respond in silence.
At this moment,
Zhao Ling'er suddenly said: "I may have a way to break the formation."
Sword Master Yin Ruozhuo and Old Man Gu Teng looked at Zhao Linger at the same time.
Zhao Ling'er immediately said: "I told Senior Gu Teng before that the person holding the formation has a connection with my Nuwa clan. I tried to sense it and found that he really has a deep connection with my Nuwa clan, and his body contains Nuwa's blood." Power."
Sword Master Yin Ruochan and Old Man Gu Teng looked at Zhao Linger in confusion, not understanding what this meant.
Even if there were, it would be of no use!
"The power of Nuwa is left by the mother of the earth, Empress Nuwa, and I am a descendant of Nuwa, so I can try to take back the power of Nuwa in Xu Changqing's body." Zhao Ling'er said.
Sword Saint Yin Ruozhuo (→_→…←_←) Old Man Gu Teng: “That’s great, Miss Ling’er, hurry up and do it!”
Zhao Ling'er nodded and said: "No problem, please help the two seniors to stabilize him."
"Okay!" x2
Sword Master Yin Ruozhuo and Old Man Gu Teng immediately squeezed their own potential and used the most powerful force they could burst to suppress the five million immortal army below.
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The battle between Mo Zunzunlou and Fuxi's imperial clone is still going on.
The battle situation is basically tilting towards Zhonglou.
After all, Chonglou is no longer in a state where he has not recovered his full strength like last time.
At this time, Chonglou not only recovered all his strength, but also improved.
Naturally, it is not something that Fuxi can easily control with just any clone.
Judging from the appearance alone, Chonglou's condition is obviously better than Fuxi's imperial clone.
But in fact, Chonglou was also injured a lot, but Demon Zhonglou had an immortal body, and he would heal instantly even if he was injured.
You can't tell from the outside.
Fuxi naturally also has the ability to become immortal, but that is the ability of his body, not the ability of his clone.
Therefore, the clone at this time was in dilapidated condition, and the originally white and flawless silver imperial robe was stained with specks of blood.
It was only a matter of time before Demon Zun Lou won.
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On the other side of the battlefield,
The battle between Jingtian and Fuxi's wind clones is in full swing.
The wind clone is weaker than the imperial clone, but Jingtian is also weaker than Chonglou.
Therefore, the battle between the two was basically a half-match, and the fight was extremely fierce.
but,
If you look at the details, you will find that Sedum is slightly at a disadvantage.
The strength of Sedum is very large.
He is a typical child of destiny template.
Strength has nothing to do with hard work.
I just rely on God to provide me with food.
No!
It is no longer God giving food to us, but God giving us food.
Therefore, Sedum's strength is not very stable and solid.
Although Fuxi's strength is easier than that of Jingtian, Fuxi has lived too long, long enough to make up for any shortcomings.
Relying on time to make up for the combat experience.
When the two of them fought, one would unleash thousands of sword lights, and the other would unleash endless wind spells.
The ornamental value is also very sufficient.
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The battle between Fuxi's thunder clone and Liu Jinyuan can be described in two words - lively.
Quite lively.
Thunder and lightning appeared frequently around Fuxi, illuminating the entire gray world.
On Liu Jinyuan's side, there were three thousand disciples behind him.
The method Liu Jinyuan practices is very special.
It can be said that it is a technique created by merging techniques from multiple planes.
The three thousand disciples reciting scriptures for him behind his back can improve Liu Jinyuan's strength.
Liu Jinyuan and the three thousand disciples seemed to be one body.
Three thousand disciples and Liu Jinyuan recited various scriptures from Confucius and Confucius.
Every time a word came out of their mouths, a text formed of light cyan energy would appear outside their bodies, and these words would constantly surround their bodies.
A huge protective shield was formed.
This protective shield resists various thunder spells coming from Fuxi's thunder clone.
Wang Ming felt very interesting watching the battle here from a distance.
Liu Jinyuan and his three thousand disciples were like a choir standing on the stage performing.
Fuxi's lightning clone is like a stage sound effects engineer and lighting engineer.
Of course, this is just a joke, but it is very dangerous to be a war commander.
Whether it's the shining electric light or the flying words, they are both deadly things.
If you are accidentally touched, you may end up with a broken body.
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"The best is like water——"
Sword Master Yin Ruozhuo's beard and hair were spread out, his whole body was surging with magic power, and ripples suppressed the army of five million immortal gods below.
The old man Gu Teng also tried his best to control the tree vines and restrain all the gods.
originally,
Faced with the suppression of a large number of Dao-level experts, Xu Changqing could only be a coward and slowly waste away with them. He was also anxious that the loser would not be him, but the Allied Forces of the Three Realms.
But,
Unexpectedly, Zhao Ling'er suddenly used the art of blood resonance to attract the magic power in Xu Changqing's body through the air.
This situation shocked Xu Changqing.
You must know that this magic circle can operate normally, thanks to the power of Nuwa.
Without the power of Nuwa, no one except Fuxi and Chonglou would be able to physically carry the magic power of thousands of gods and goddesses.
Not to mention fighting with the magic power of tens of millions of immortals, just a single touch can tear it into pieces.
If Xu Changqing did not have Nuwa's power at this time, the protective shield outside his body would disappear.
When the time comes, he and the five million immortals will be the lambs to be slaughtered.
Naturally, it was impossible for Xu Changqing to kill him at the slightest sign of his neck.
then,
Xu Changqing began to resist fiercely.
"Open it!" Xu Changqing gathered all the immortals and launched a trap attack.
"Peng----"
The attack was resisted by the chains formed by the rules.
Sword Master Yin Ruozhuo's way is the way of heaven, blessed by the power of the world, but he only feels uncomfortable and has not been substantially harmed by the way.
But,
Old man Gu Teng suffered a disaster, and the blood flowed out of his mouth as if it were free of charge.
but,
Fortunately, Old Man Gu Teng's health bar was very thick. Even Fuxi was not as tenacious as him, so there was no harm in losing blood.
Xu Changqing was about to continue to unleash his attacks and break through the restraints of the Sword Master and Old Man Gu Teng.
"Come back!" Zhao Ling'er shouted softly.
In an instant,
Xu Changqing's body is like a sieve. When you Zixuan gave him the magic power, all the magic power spilled out of his body.
After the overflowing power came out, it rushed straight towards Zhao Ling'er.
The return of that power was too rough, running wildly inside her body and almost making her go crazy.
Zhao Ling'er quickly sat cross-legged on the ground and began to refine the magic power in her body.
Seeing this, Li Xiaoyao immediately came over to stand beside her to protect her.
"Ah~~" Xu Changqing roared in pain.
After he lost the power of Nuwa, his meridians were instantly ruptured by the mana of the five million immortal gods he commanded, and exploded continuously.
"break!"
Sword Master Yin Ruozhuo took this opportunity to smash the formation linking five million immortals with one fell swoop.
The moment the formation shattered.
Sword Master Yin Ruozhuo and Old Man Guteng are about to start mowing the grass.
"Click——"
"Click——"
Two sounds of space shattering appeared in the Well of Gods and Demons.
The Sword Master and Gu Teng looked up, "No! The Emperor of Heaven jumped over the wall in a hurry. Worried that all his army of immortals would be destroyed, he threw down two clones of Fuxi in one breath."
Sword Master Yin Ruozhuo (→_→…←_←) Old Man Gu Teng looked at each other, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately shot up into the sky to intercept the clone of the Emperor of Heaven.
Long Yang, who was among the Allied Forces of the Three Realms, shouted: "All armies listen to the order and attack -"
The monks from the Three Realms who were watching the theater with nothing to do had long been driven crazy from the stress.
At Long Yang's order, they instantly rushed out like a tide of locusts and killed the 50 million immortals who had lost their united formation.
For a moment, flesh and blood were flying, and life was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.
The Allied Forces of the Three Realms have a terrifying number of 100 million, but in terms of individual strength, only the Demon Realm warriors can rival the Divine Realm warriors.
Warriors from the human world and the ghost world are very different from warriors from the divine world.
