Chapter 78 Nascent Soul and Casting

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Monsters in the world can transform into human form after they have been trained to the casting stage. And they are also called demon cultivators by human monks, which means that they are no longer beasts without intelligence, but monks who truly go against heaven and pursue immortality.

In fact, if we count them according to whether they have spiritual intelligence or not, the monster beast that has opened the spiritual stage has already initially developed spiritual intelligence and can be regarded as a member of the demon cultivator. However, because it has only just begun to develop its spiritual intelligence and is driven more by the instinct of the beast, most humans still only regard it as a monster and only refer to its realm as "third level".

Apart from the old monsters in the transformation stage, the only ones who can kill the third-level puppet beasts with one blow and break the pure defensive formation of the third-level low-level ones with one blow are the Nascent Soul stage monks and the casting stage demon cultivators.

At this moment, the man sitting cross-legged on the head of the giant woolly elephant is undoubtedly a demon cultivator in the casting stage.

The giant hairy elephant walked steadily step by step, each step seemed to be stepping on people's hearts, but the man sitting cross-legged on top of it remained motionless, as if a monk was meditating. Just sitting there, With a nameless meaning.

The monster beasts on both sides had already made way for the giant woolly elephants to pass by. Some monks wanted to take advantage of this moment to kill a few more, but they always felt a dark cloud filling their hearts, making them unable to take action.

Perhaps only a few breaths passed, or perhaps a long time passed, Master Qingsong came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Retreat! Escape quickly!"

This loud shout finally woke up many monks who were still outside the formation at this time. At this time, the gap can be seen. The disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect still maintain their formation and team, while the monks of each sect family are flying back in groups. The casual cultivators were the least organized. Some were squeezing back in a mess, while others couldn't suppress their greed and wanted to get something from the corpse of the monster before retreating.

Although it was quite chaotic, fortunately there was no monster to stop it. Just when people were rejoicing for this, a hoarse but high-pitched laughter suddenly sounded from the sky and the earth, which sounded extremely weird.

"hehe......"

At that moment, everyone stopped moving, and time seemed to stand still. The next moment, countless low-level monks collapsed and lay on the ground unable to move. Even He Hai, who had been carefree and wild before, was lying on the ground unbearably. He tried to stand up, but his face turned red. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't resist the pressure coming from my body.

This is not only true for the monks outside the formation, but also for the monks inside the formation. However, this large formation has some effect. The monks in the foundation building stage can still fly in the air without being pressed to the ground.

In the sky, Master Qingsong and Master Huxiao clenched their teeth, and the veins on their foreheads bulged out. The infuriating energy around their bodies was suppressed to the point where they could not leave their bodies for half a foot, and they no longer had the power they had in the previous battle against the spiritual beasts.

In the formation, Li Qingfeng was also lying on the ground, pressing his elbows against the ground with difficulty, refusing to really lie down.

Beside him, Li Qingdong made a whooshing sound, lying on the ground unable to move, but his eyes were fixed on Li Qingfeng in front of him and the girl lying in the door.

At the same time, the ground began to shake again, and someone looked up with difficulty, only to see the giant woolly elephant taking steps again, walking slowly towards the valley.

Step by step, although the speed of his walking is not fast, the pressure it brings is great. Mixed with his steps is the whistling of the wind, and there is no movement from the cross-legged demon cultivator. A huge stone has appeared in front of him out of thin air. His side is floating in the air and spinning slightly.

The next moment, the boulder disappeared. An overwhelming sense of danger suddenly arose in Master Huxiao's heart. He wanted to resist, but the pressure around him became even greater. The tiger-like energy he usually had seemed to have turned into ashes at this time. The kitten couldn't move.

The black spots in the distance continued to expand in his eyes, and the whistling wind gradually became more rapid, until it completely turned into a harsh scream, as if a murderous ghost was crying beside him. There was a rare trace of despair in Master Hu Xiao's eyes, but he still forced himself to stare at the growing black spots, unwilling to close his eyes and act like a fool.

"snort!"

At this moment, a cold snort passed into everyone's ears, and the huge boulder that had flown in front of Master Huxiao exploded with a bang, scattering into countless pieces of rubble. Some of them hit Master Huxiao, but were knocked out by him. All the body-protecting Qi was blocked.

Along with this cold snort, the woolly giant elephant stopped, and the man on its back slowly stood up. Although there was no other movement, everyone felt a sense of solemnity from it.

At the same time, the pressure on Li Qingfeng eased and he was able to stand up. Ignoring his already bleeding elbow joint, he turned his head in the direction behind him.

At some point, the sky behind him had been dyed a sinister golden color, and the originally cool wind blowing on his face had already caused pain to his skin and even cut blood marks. Whether inside or outside the formation, the long swords were trembling as if inspired by something, almost rising into the air and soaring into the sky.

Looking up again, the evil golden color in the sky had gathered and turned into a giant golden-scaled dragon that was a thousand feet tall. Looking carefully, the golden dragon had five claws on its front and back palms. It turned out to be a five-clawed real dragon!

On top of the golden dragon's head, the figure of an old man was vaguely visible.

In the golden sky, the old man shook the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy overflowed, turning into a little golden light and shining on the golden dragon's eyes. In an instant, the golden-scaled dragon came to life, and with a swing of its long tail, came What was heard was the roar of the dragon that echoed through the sky. In the roar of the dragon, the golden dragon soared into the sky, carrying a sword of ten thousand feet, and headed straight for the demon cultivator in the distance.

Facing such power, the giant hairy elephant's legs were already weak, and the fear could be clearly seen in its huge eyes. The man on top of it could no longer stand, so he flew up and bit his own finger to draw out a few drops of demon blood. Countless boulders suddenly appeared in the sky around him. With another wave of his hand, the demon blood flew out, and many boulders took shape, converging into a giant mammoth that was three times larger than the golden dragon. All kinds of yellow and red demonic lines on its body kept flashing, covering half of the sky. All dyed deep yellow and blood red.

Seeing this, Master Qingsong and Master Huxiao hurriedly fell to the ground. One of them sacrificed a big bell, and the other sacrificed a purple gold alms bowl. They both became huge and protected the monks outside the formation. Xuantian Sword Sect, who controlled the formation, was also very aware of it, and used all his strength to activate the defense formation regardless of the cost. The holes on it closed, and the entire light curtain also emitted bright golden light. This formation was forcibly destroyed twice in a short period of time, and now it was driven with all its strength regardless of the cost. It was thought that after this battle, it would no longer be able to be used.

A real person in the Nascent Soul Stage and a demon cultivator in the Casting Stage. As soon as they met, they used their full strength without any temptation.

The next moment, a dragon and an elephant collided with each other.