The moment Kuang Longhu stepped into the barracks again, it also meant that they were about to set off. When they arrived at the bottom of the canyon, Li Changsheng was deeply shocked by the sight in front of him.
There are traces of battles everywhere at the valley bottom. Old scars are intertwined with new wounds, silently telling the tragic battles that once took place on this land.
However, according to Kuang Longhu's explanation, compared with the current battlefield, the battles in the past pale into insignificance. Today's battlefield is expanding year by year in scale and intensity, and every battle seems to tear the entire canyon apart.
Li Changsheng and the others only need to be responsible for the canyon on the right side, while the Destroying Immortal Sect is responsible for the left side. Although they belong to the same camp, in daily operations, the intersection between them is almost zero. However, in private, many monks of the Destroying Immortal Sect have established deep friendships with casual cultivators, and they communicate frequently with each other.
Kuanglonghu said softly: "Everyone, please be vigilant. There are many rocks ahead, the visibility is extremely poor, and monks from the upper world often ambush here."
However, before they stepped into the stone forest ahead, Kuang Longhu's warning came true. A dozen figures suddenly emerged from the shadows on the opposite side and launched a fierce attack on them. Li Changsheng did not expect that their first mission would encounter a sudden sneak attack.
Li Changsheng quickly raised the three-color treasure flag, and a golden shield instantly surrounded him, protecting him safely. At the same time, the other monks also showed amazing reaction speed and activated defensive methods one after another. Immediately afterwards, they launched a swift counterattack, showing unparalleled fighting qualities.
Li Changsheng held the Golden Thunder Sword tightly and rushed towards the late-stage god-transformation monk who had just launched the attack without hesitation. For a moment, the bottom of the canyon became tense, with all kinds of magic weapons flying in the air, cutting through the air and making sharp sounds. The sound of fighting was deafening, and tension filled every corner.
Li Changsheng's opponent was an old man in the late stage of divine transformation. His figure was thin and his eye sockets were sunken, which gave people a strange feeling.
What he holds in his hand is a crescent-shaped spiritual treasure that exudes a fierce aura. Every attack is full of ruthlessness and decisiveness. Facing an opponent one level higher than himself, Li Changsheng was at a disadvantage for a while.
At this moment, the battlefield at the bottom of the valley has turned into a chaotic melee. Everyone is fighting hard for their own survival, unable to care about others. Li Changsheng was no exception, but he was facing the only late-stage god-transformation monk on the opposite side.
The old man in the late stage of divine transformation had a trace of ridicule in his eyes, and said to Li Changsheng: "Boy, the Golden Thunder Sword in your hand is indeed extraordinary, but today it is destined to become my possession."
Li Changsheng turned a deaf ear to the old man's ridicule. He quickly stood up from the ground and soared dozens of feet into the sky. Following his movements, dozens of figures appeared out of thin air, forming a spectacular array.
In front of these figures, a huge circular array began to shine, and an invisible force emanated from it. Countless golden sword rain poured out from the magic circle.
The old man's sunken eyes in the late stage of divine transformation narrowed slightly, and the crescent-shaped spiritual treasure in his hand disappeared, replaced by a miniature hill held in his hand. I saw him taking a deep breath and suddenly exerting force to slam the hill into the ground at his feet.
Following the old man's loud shout, a majestic force surged out from the hill, instantly shaking the entire battlefield.
Soon after, countless rubbles flew up from the ground and gathered together to form a stone wall dozens of feet high. This stone wall was thick and solid, ruthlessly blocking all the golden sword rain from Li Changsheng.
Li Changsheng had an idea in his mind and quickly implemented his plan. He increased the intensity of his attack with all his strength, and at the same time, clones appeared one after another like a shadow.
When the intensity of the attack reached its peak, his true form quietly withdrew from the battlefield and retreated far to the rear. This series of actions is completed in one go.
After leaving the main battlefield, Li Changsheng quickly called out Meng Yue and hid her in a nearby hiding place. He is now far away from the main battlefield, and no one can detect Meng Yue's existence. He stood in the distance, concentrating on controlling all the clones to launch fierce attacks on the old monk.
The old monk suddenly realized that Li Changsheng's true body had left the battlefield far away. He felt the shame of being played with, and his heart burned with anger.
He roared angrily: "How dare you underestimate me! Today, I will refine you into my puppet and make you taste life worse than death!"
The old man in the late stage of divine transformation was seen inserting his hands deeply into the ground, and then two earth dragons made of soil and gravel broke out of the ground. These two earth dragons were extremely powerful, roaring loudly, ignoring all attacks from the golden sword rain.
A moment later, these two huge earth dragons rushed towards the circular sword array in the air without fear. When the earth dragon's huge body collided with Li Changsheng's sword formation, the entire canyon was shaken.
The strong vibrations spread to the nearby battlefield, causing the monks present to feel a sense of consternation. Their movements became sluggish at this moment, and they were shocked by this shockingly powerful attack. For a moment, the entire battlefield fell into a brief silence.
When the earth dragon violently attacked the circular sword formation, Li Changsheng had already arranged a mysterious magic circle around him. This formation is called "Trapped Dragon Formation", which he got from Xin Mingyue.
Xin Mingyue's knowledge of battle tactics is extremely profound, and this trapped dragon formation is even more powerful. Once the old monk steps into this formation, he becomes his own.
After the old man in the transformation stage successfully broke through Li Changsheng's sword formation, a cruel smile appeared on his thin cheeks. He sneered: "Boy, you are really capable, but this is just the beginning. You humble people from the lower world will only consume our resources endlessly. Today, I will let you see what true talent is!" "
After finishing speaking, the old man in the late stage of the transformation stage jumped into the air. With a slight lift of his hands, the gravel on the ground jumped up instantly and gathered around him. Gradually, the old man's body was completely covered by these gravels, forming a huge stone cocoon. Then, a majestic power emanated from it, and a mighty stone dragon emerged from its cocoon, hovering in mid-air. Its roar shook the entire valley and made everything tremble.
Li Changsheng showed no fear and was full of confidence in the trapping dragon array he had carefully arranged. He stood firmly behind the magic circle, with twenty-one clones lined up neatly behind him, each holding a golden thunder sword, and their momentum was like a rainbow. He said provocatively: "An insignificant bug dares to be arrogant and domineering in front of me. He is really overestimating his capabilities."
The old man in the late stage of divine transformation was completely angered by Li Changsheng's words. Just when he was about to attack Li Changsheng, a late-stage Nascent Soul human monk who did not know whether to live or die happened to escape here. The majestic stone dragon swallowed it up without hesitation, then refocused its sights on Li Changsheng, showing its majestic momentum.
