On top of Changyangguan City, the immortal riding a black tiger shook the fan-shaped magic weapon in his hand and nodded towards Cao Zhe.
Cao Zhe did not recognize this immortal's name or background.
After all, in these days, Heavenly Court is theoretically just a big empty shell, with monks from the three religions, disciples of various ancient innate gods, casual cultivators from all walks of life who are lucky enough to embark on the path of cultivating immortals, as well as officials from big merchants and all walks of life. It is possible to have disciples trained by princes.
There is no corresponding chart for reference, and Cao Zhe is just an ordinary practitioner. How can he know everything?
"Is Zhao Gongming?"
"The road is getting wider!" Cao Zhe thought to himself.
Then he fought with Xing Tian again.
From a technical point of view, Cao Zhe is much better than Xing Tian. From a strength point of view, the two are on par.
But the real damage ability that Xing Tian possesses is what Cao Zhe wants to learn and imitate.
At this time, Cao Zhe was not only fighting Xing Tianyou, but also using various means to completely preserve the scenes of this battle from different angles.
Leave it to read carefully later.
On the battlefield, Cao Zhe and Xing Tian were constantly entangled.
Outside the battlefield, those sneak attacks from the ghost gods were stopped by the immortals from Dashang's side.
This battle lasted nine full days.
After nine days, Xing Tian seemed to be a little exhausted. After all, Cao Zhe was by no means a weakling. He needed Xing Tian to always maintain the maximum output state. He could last for nine days because Cao Zhe deliberately let go, and Xing Tian himself had no brain and no distracting thoughts. intervention.
When the last ax struck, Xingtian's figure completely faded and disappeared in front of Changyang Pass.
As for the bound Black Sky, he continues to be sealed in the Tai Chi diagram by Cao Zhe, waiting to work with Mo to study how to deal with it.
Xingtian was temporarily suppressed by Cao Zhe, and the next time he appeared, he would have to wait until he absorbed and digested a large amount of battlefield evil energy and earth evil energy.
At this time, the danger has not ended, but has become more urgent.
At this moment, Changyang Pass has temporarily lost Xingtian's guard.
Although there is a seemingly powerful new force like Cao Zhe, to Guifang, Cao Zhe's apparent threat is far less than that of Xingtian.
It was also later that the ghost's 'secret plot' against Cao Zhe became dispensable.
They were also waiting for Cao Zhe to wear down Xing Tian's energy so that Changyang Pass, the most dangerous pass, could be temporarily destroyed.
"It's time for us to take action!"
"Everyone rush! Everyone rush!"
"It's time to compete for the record. Whether you can enter the top 100 depends on this time!" A lot of noise came from the Ghost Army formation.
Then a large number of ghost "Deva" began to rush out from the military formation.
The methods they used and the colorful light wrapped around their bodies were also different from ordinary ghost soldiers.
Some of them are even entangled with wisps of illusory and unreal Buddha light.
The so-called 'Devas' refers to those demigods and false gods who are under gods in ghost mythology. Among the Devas, there are many specific classifications, and it is not appropriate to mention them in detail here.
These 'Devas', who were very different from ordinary ghost soldiers, were undoubtedly the contenders.
Seeing the 'Devas' incarnated by these modern Asans, Cao Zhe felt an inexplicable sense of relief and a little bit of anxiety in his heart.
The great thing is that he has not been sent outside the Ten Thousand Worlds Competition, which means that the degree of Buddhism's intervention in this world has not exceeded the 'limit'.
Under this premise, Cao Zhe can do whatever he wants.
Because Buddhism's 'planning' must follow the general rules of competition in all realms.
It is impossible for them to directly interfere and manipulate Cao Zhe's behavior and judgment.
Anxiety also comes from this.
The powerful ghost gods and the sneaky calculations of Buddhism have not been able to surpass the Ten Thousand Realms Arena. This is enough to show that the entire human civilization... no matter which branch it is, is firmly held in the palm of the Ten Thousand Realms Arena. .
"However, only the ghost side has competitors, and the Dashang side has no one except me... This means that this world should belong to the ghost side gods in the divided categories."
"It's no wonder that the immortals and gods in the East don't seem so strong in this battle."
"If the world is treated as a clearance game, Dashang... is the copy that those ghost side competitors are trying to clear. As a BOSS side, Dashang is not weak, but it is not really that strong, so strong that it can't be defeated. Keep your mouth shut."
"It's like, in a world completely based on Eastern mythology, traces of the Western world and Western mythology also exist...but the sense of existence is not that strong." Cao Zhe was already in the world in just an instant. Deep down, I came to many conclusions.
Of course, this world is a strong mythical world after all, so whether it is Guifang or Dashang, the mythological structure of both parties will not be simple.
The gap between them is not really so big that it is irreparable.
To put it another way, in addition to geniuses like Cao Zhe (biantai), how many competitors can really play the world as a clearance game?
Most of them are just going through a formality and going through an experience. If you are lucky enough to learn something and gain something from it, that would be great.
Don’t think that those competitors who enter low-level martial arts, high-level martial arts, or low-level mythological worlds are weaker than those who enter strong mythological worlds.
For most competitors, the power they have in the competition world is only temporary.
Being able to take it back and turn it into a real power is the key.
The higher the level of the world, the more obvious the level boundaries and level differences are.
As a modern person, the knowledge structure that we have mastered will play a weaker role in such a world.
These Asan contestants, in this current world, are 'Devas'.
But if they don't get a good ranking, then after returning to reality, they will still be as weak as they are.
At this moment, a group of competitors have rushed to the center of the battlefield.
Behind him, there are also a large number of ghost soldiers from Wuyang Wuyang.
Compared with the 'activity' of these contestants, these soldiers, who seemed to be puppets, corpses, and illusions, appeared silent, solemn, and full of the atmosphere of death and destruction.
"Blast down the city wall!"
"Use 'Mr. Dannu' to blow open their walls."
"Attack! Concentrate your firepower to attack! The Eastern immortals and gods will be restrained by our gods. Our first task is to open their city walls and then break through." Ah San's contestants shouted crazily and let out excited howls. .
Then their steps suddenly stopped.
Because they saw Cao Zhe.
At the same time, a voice sounded in his head.
"Take one more step forward and kick them all out of the Time Tower!" Cao Zhe said.
The Ah San contestants stopped and looked at the high city wall in shock.
Bang!
Contestant Asan, who was responsible for holding a "Mr. Dannu" divine thunder of destruction, suddenly dropped the divine thunder in his hand and hugged his stomach.
"My stomach...my stomach hurts. If I can't help it, I have to go to the toilet." This Ah San contestant shouted loudly while making a poor excuse.
I thought that such a cheap excuse would be exposed immediately.
After all, their current bodies are all 'Devas', stomachache? Unless he was poisoned by a mythical poison.
However, immediately afterwards, a large number of Asan competitors followed suit, and it seemed that... instead, this clumsy lie became irrefutable evidence!
They are just poisoned!
I have a stomachache and need to quickly resolve the poison of physiological problems!
