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Chapter 719: Famous in Eastern Wasteland Yin!
Enough death energy, sacrificed in the Qing Ming Seal, can be exchanged for several times the power of death in the world. With this power of death, it can explode with power that exceeds the power exerted by Shen Dong.
This is what Su Ming gained when he studied the Qi Ning Yin and Death Yin. He and Shen Dong are fundamentally different. Therefore, the magical power that Shen Dong has always been elusive can explode in Su Ming's hands. Shine bright light.
"The fighting of 10 people...can't compare to the battle of Wuman in terms of numbers, but everyone here is much stronger in cultivation...As a result, even though the number of people fighting on both sides is not large, the death energy is still there." The richness of the spirit has also been multiplied by the presence of these people's cultivation!" Su Ming walked in the black mist, walking slowly and slowly, with roars and sounds of killing coming one after another in his ears, but now he is no longer the same as he was in the witchcraft back then. The blood of the barbarian battlefield was cold in his heart at the moment.
He has no reason to be passionate!
This was a battle within the Immortal Clan, a struggle between the Evil Sect and the Immortal Sect, and he was just a passerby on the battlefield, a stranger who came to this battlefield with his own purpose.
He had only one purpose, and that was to kill Di Tian. Under this main purpose, in order to complete this matter, several other purposes were introduced. Like a tower, the tower can only be completed after layers are piled up!
"To complete the Qingming Seal, at least half of the people here must die. If more people can die, it would be best..." Su Ming's eyes flashed, and under his consciousness, he saw the three sects of the immortals, the woman in white. Under the command and the orders of the jade slips, they gradually stopped being blind, and instead contracted with each other. With the woman in white as the center, they gradually seemed to form a three-ring formation.
There is one team for every nine people, one team for every nine teams, and one camp for every nine teams. In this way, dozens of camps are in order. In the continuous retreat and formation of formations, the evil sect's charging team seems to be If a tiger encounters a hedgehog, it will not be able to carry out a large number of killings as it did in the first place.
Among them, the one who plays a key role in each camp is the leader of that camp. The person in this position directly receives the sealer from the woman in white, and then conveys it to the brother group, and then conveys it to the small groups from each group. , making the three immortal sects seem like an indivisible whole at the moment, but they can be divided into dozens of parts!
On the other hand, the Evil Sect, under the leadership of the [-] black-armored Evil Immortals, was at the end of its charge. Under the resistance of the three immortal sects, it gradually lost its earliest opportunity.
In addition, powerful people who aspired to the throne such as Shen Dong and Shi Hai were also entangled in the mist by the cultivators of the immortal clan who aspired to the throne. They roared with each other and started fighting.
Even at Baoqiu's place, there was also an infant monk from the Daye Xian Sect who was fighting with him. Those who were too advanced were not allowed to participate in the attack of the army.
The same is true for the Immortal Sect. They were also targeted by people from the Evil Sect and pestered them one by one.
"According to normal development, we should be entering a stalemate at this moment. On an equal basis, both sides will use their powerful magic weapons to seize the opportunity again and launch a charge!"
Su Ming's eyes occasionally fell to the fog above. After it was faintly revealed, he carefully observed the outside world. The sky above was not clear at the moment. There was a faint purple mist. This purple mist was not dense or thin. Three figures can be seen inside, intersecting with each other, and there are bursts of rumbling loud noises, echoing earth-shattering.
Higher up, the traces of the formation fluctuations became more intense, as if it wouldn't be long before new arrivals from the Immortal Clan came.
"We can't wait for such a long time. If the people from the Evil Sect and the Immortal Sect are allowed to act according to their plan, then their casualties will not be too many, and the time will be slow. And look at the sky formation, there is also something strange." Su Ming rolled his eyes. Shan, seeing that the evil sect's charge had come to an end, and when they seemed to be retreating, he suddenly took a step forward, galloping like a wandering soul in the black mist, and in a blink of an eye, he approached a camp that was being arranged.
This thousand-man camp, now full of vitality, is composed of people from the Tianlan Dao. A murderous aura permeates the surroundings. The people from the Tianlan Dao all have piercing eyes, and every group among them Among them, some of them have reached the level of Nascent Soul, and several of them are transformed into gods. The one who is surrounded by layers of suppression is an infant transformation monk.
The Immortal Sect camp closest to Su Ming is constantly retreating at this moment, as if their wills are connected together, they are retreating quickly to complete the assembly of all the formations. In front of them, there are many disciples of the Evil Sect at this moment. , there are many people in black armor, with bloodthirsty and madness, they are constantly bombarding.
Mountain Hate was in front of him, that burly body erupted with great strength at this moment, its cultivation base spread, and nine black knives surrounded its body, and the whole person was like a whirlwind in the whistling, but... the thousand-man camp was in danger of being rushed However, there was no sign of slack in the slightest, and they were still retreating according to the law, making these people in the evil sect quite helpless, because in their other direction, at this moment, a camp also appeared, obviously unknowingly, Already about to be surrounded.
In this helplessness, these evil sect disciples began to retreat one by one. Na Shanhen's eyes showed bloodthirsty, and after snorting coldly, he also began to retreat.
After all, there is nothing that can be done about it. It is not just them who are retreating at this moment, but the entire Evil Sect's army is retreating, trying to distance themselves from the Immortal Sect.
This matter was what was going to happen in their evil sect's plan. At this moment, they retreated without any slowness.
But when Shanhen was almost retreating, he saw a ripple of mist suddenly coming not far away. When the ripple reverberated, a figure could be seen faintly inside it. This figure was so fast, If a meteor roared, it was heading straight towards the camp of thousands of people.
The two sides touched each other in an instant, and a shocking roar suddenly erupted. The thousands of people gathered together to hunger for will. At this moment, there were signs of collapse under the impact of this figure. At the same time, the figure had already rushed in. Within the camp of thousands of people, wherever they passed, screams could be heard, and blood splattered everywhere. That figure was none other than Su Ming!
Su Ming took three steps in a row and suddenly appeared in front of the leader of the team. This person was a Nascent Soul monk. His eyes shrank, showing a look of horror. He clearly knew that he was in a camp of thousands of people. Unless the monk who aspired to be the leader could Apart from forcing a breakthrough, it is simply impossible to achieve anything less than aspiration.
But at this moment, the few cultivators from the Evil Sect who aspired for the title, all of them with advanced cultivation levels from the Immortal Sect were clearly there to fight. So, how could there suddenly be an additional aspirant from the Evil Sect!
This is the aspiration, not the monks of other levels. This kind of sudden appearance of people is extremely fatal in a battle between low-level monks!
It's a pity that he couldn't think about this question any more. Su Ming's body didn't stop at all, and he approached this person directly while taking a step. When he raised his right hand and flashed past him, he directly grabbed the person's neck and drove the person's body back ten feet. After several steps, he crushed his throat and shattered his Nascent Soul.
At the same time as he let go, Su Ming took a step towards the leader of this camp, the old man with infant transformation cultivation.
The old man was wearing a green robe. His eyes were wide open at the moment, and he was also shocked. He immediately stepped back without hesitation. A strong life and death crisis pierced his heart like a needle, making him nervous. The only thought in my mind at this moment is to escape quickly.
However, due to Su Ming's speed and cultivation, such an escape was too slow. The green-robed old man had barely retreated less than three feet when Su Ming turned into a rainbow and flashed past him, with a burst of blood. Spraying like a fountain, what Su Ming held in his hand was the old man's head that could not be closed.
There were no screams, no howls, just a stunned silence. In a short period of time, Su Ming beheaded the leader of the camp and killed several team leaders among the thousands of people who suppressed them. After the silence, bursts of exclamations broke out from the thousands of people.
At the same time, Shan Hen and others who were retreating not far away were also stunned for a moment, but then, they roared with excitement. One by one, they no longer retreated, but rushed into this close place like a ferocious look. Among the collapsing camp of thousands of people.
"Junior Shan Hen, thank you for your help, senior. I wonder which sect of my evil sect you are, senior?" Shan Hen's voice came out under the mad killing spree, but Su Ming had left without getting an answer.
In this land filled with black mist, Su Ming's figure is like a god of death. As he walks around, he suddenly strikes in one camp after another. Seven or eight camp leaders and many brigade leaders were killed one after another.
The seven or eight camps, although not all of them, still played a very distinct role on this battlefield. The evil sect that was retreating paused for a moment before charging away again. The seven or eight collapsed camps are like a gap in the Immortal Sect's formation, which is being torn apart at this moment!
Su Ming didn't open any more gaps for the evil sect. What he wanted was not a victory for either side, what he wanted... was an evenly matched annihilation of the entire army of both sides. The large amount of death energy made his Qing Ming Seal reach a terrifying level!
At this moment, his left hand was surrounded by green light, and the death energy was increasing crazily.
"Kill...the more you kill, the better!" Su Ming murmured, suddenly turning his head and looking in the direction of the Immortal Sect. He saw a gloomy woman's gaze locked on him. This woman , it is the woman in white who arranged the formation for Xianzong.
"This woman can actually detect my location?" Su Ming's eyes flashed.
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