Daqizong

Immediately afterwards, Xianmeng sent two more masters to play, but as a result, one was killed and the other was injured, and they retreated sadly.

Ye Ying won consecutive battles and became the biggest winner today.

Seeing this, Lin Jinghong showed a satisfied smile.

He knew that the reason why the other party didn't send masters of the sixth level of Dao Realm into battle was because they still wanted to win this breath.

But anyone with a good face would not think of overpowering others with their level, but would be able to win at the same level.

Moreover, the monks of the same rank are not opponents at all. This fact will not be changed by sending high-ranking monks.

If you really want to let the monks at the sixth level of the Dao Realm play, it is natural to win, and even the victory is unarmed.

If you lose, it will be even worse.

But if such a losing streak continues, all face and morale will be lost.

So in the near future, the opponent may also let a master of the sixth level of Dao Realm enter the battle, so we must guard against it.

"Let Ye Ying back down, otherwise, they would be so angry that they would send sixth-level experts to attack." Lin Jinghong laughed loudly.

Not long after, the Nine Dragons Territory Ming Jin withdrew his troops, causing Ye Ying to retreat.

Surprisingly, the Xianmeng side did not stalk them, followed Mingjin to retreat and returned to the camp to rest.

What Lin Jinghong didn't know was that Lin Canglang and the others didn't plan to send sixth-level Taoist masters. They had so many fifth-level masters under their command, so they didn't believe in evil, and masters of the same level would lose to them.

"Everyone, you also saw it just now, the other party's sword repair is really powerful, is there any way to deal with him?"

Lin Canglang undoubtedly hoped to show momentum and strengthen the morale of the army, so he asked everyone for advice.

"Commander, that sword cultivator is actually nothing special, but he relies on his magic weapon! If there is a way to deal with his magic weapon, he will definitely be able to take it!" A strategist immediately stood up and said.

"That's right. But do you have a way to deal with his magic weapon?" Lin Canglang said.

"This..." The strategist suddenly became embarrassed.

When everyone heard it, they also murmured.

With Ye Ying's ability, it is indeed not enough to rule the roost in the fifth level realm, but the Golden Dragon Cable has greatly enhanced his strength. This treasure even has the power comparable to the ultimate law, which greatly limits the opponent's ability.

Combined with his extremely fierce swordsmanship, it is simply infinitely powerful.

"If it doesn't work, let's let the masters of the sixth level of Dao Realm end, and only wait for our masters of Dharma Dao to end. That little sword cultivator is also easy to catch." Someone suggested.

"Even in the battle before the battle, we need a sixth-level master. If the opponent's sixth-level master really enters the battle, what do we have to deal with? Moreover, the purpose of the current battle is to find out the opponent's details, not for a short-term victory. There is no need to do this at all. .” There were also objections.

"Okay, what you said makes sense. But it's useless. Let's see if they still send that person to the field tomorrow, and then we'll make plans." Lin Canglang waved his hand impatiently.Said.

The next day, the two sides faced off again.

This time, the Nine Dragons Region did not send Ye Ying from yesterday, but another master of the fifth level of Dao Realm.

This master was born as a Dharma monk, from the perspective of ordinary people.He is a high-level monk, but among these high-level monks, he is really mediocre.

"Is there no one in the Nine Dragons Territory? How do you send these monks out?"

There were many seniors present, and it was obvious at a glance that this monk was mediocre, and he really didn't have the bearing of a master.

At most, that is, years of old repairs.

But since he was sent out by the Nine Dragons Territory, the Immortal League did not dare to be careless.

Lin Canglang pondered for a while, looked at the many commanders and princes who were waiting in the hall, and said, "Do you have any suitable masters under your command?"

A demon god with red eyes and golden pupils and horns stood up, cupped his hands and said: "Commander, King Jin Ji, my subordinate, is very powerful and can represent our army's masters in battle. Please give him a chance, Commander."

"I refer to the commander as humble. If someone is allowed to join the battle, he will definitely live up to the commander's high expectations." That King Jinjian also has red eyes and golden pupils, and his head grows horns. It seems that he has some blood relationship with this demon prince. Yan was also eager to try, and with a little hope, he saluted Lin Canglang.

"It seems that this is your confidant and favorite general. Well, I will give you a chance." Lin Canglang nodded.

"Thank you, Commander! Come when someone is gone, and get that person's head back." King Jin Ji said it easily, as if taking the enemy's head was like searching for a bag.

Immediately, he turned into a golden light and flew towards the battlefield.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, does this Jin Ji King have any special abilities?" Lin Canglang admired Jin Ji King's swift and resolute appearance, and asked the demon god.

"Commander, it's not that I'm boasting about my nephew. This King Jinji possesses an ancestral talent that is rare in my Jinlu clan for 10 years. He can control wind and thunder and use it freely! The use of supernatural power is no less than that of a sixth-layer master, and he is indeed a natural magician!" Hearing Lin Canglang's question, the demon god said proudly.

"Huh..."

When everyone heard it, they were amazed.

The foundation of Dao Realm monks is the power of law. If they are talented in this aspect, they will get twice the result with half the effort if they practice.

There are even some ancient relics that do not understand the method of cultivation, but they can rely on instinct to swallow the essence of the world, the splendor of the sun and the moon, and grow into a tyrannical existence!

For such creatures, cultivation is undoubtedly a simple matter. They only need to eat and sleep every day, sleep and eat when they are full, grow for tens of thousands of years, and cultivate their mana, and they will naturally have it.

The monks of all races, especially the monks of the human race, practiced hard in the cold and summer, sailing against the current, which is simply incredible!

"This Jin Ji King is really the seed of a peak master."

"Crossing this step is half a step to immortality."

"No wonder Fellow Daoist Lu values ​​him so much."

Everyone secretly discussed.

For these races, they belonged to a family millions of years ago. If they met someone with the same bloodline, they would not be their own flesh and blood, and they would regard them as nephews.

It is not difficult to understand that this demon god with the surname Lu is looking for an opportunity to cultivate King Jinji.

This is a potential seed who is almost certain to grow to the peak of the sixth level of the Dao Realm. His current strength is naturally extraordinary. He already has the peak of the fifth level of the Dao Realm, and because he can use the power of the laws he masters freely, he can practice related supernatural powers with half the effort.Much better than ordinary monks of the same rank.

At this time, the two sides faced each other, and after a notification, they each sacrificed their weapons and began to fight.

After a while, everyone saw that Jin Ji Wang was in charge of the wind and thunder, and the thunder dragon shook the sky, sending the monks from the Nine Dragons Region flying out.

The cultivator couldn't resist his tyrannical power at all, and his whole body was shrouded in blazing brilliance.Howl in pain.

King Jin Ji was not forgiving when he gained power, he bullied him again, slapped him several times in succession, and the tyrannical monster force attacked him directly, beating him until he vomited blood again and again, his complexion turned pale.

The cultivator of Nine Dragons gritted his teeth fiercely, took out a small sword, spat blood from his mouth, and sprayed it into the air.He hurriedly fled in the direction of the army.

A fierce light flashed in King Jin Ji's eyes: "Where are you running?"

A bolt of lightning struck out like a sword glow, and fell on the cultivator in Nine Dragons in an instant, causing another pause.Knock him out of the sky.

Then King Jin Ji stepped on the downed monk in front of the two soldiers, bent down, and grabbed his neck.Lift him up.

"Such a weak person dares to be dispatched into battle. Are you sure that there are no one left?"

King Jin Ji sneered.He said vigorously: "Yesterday, the sword cultivator who captured Tu E and killed several of our generals, if he hadn't been a cowardly bandit, he would have come out to have a fight with King Jin Ji!"

As he said that, he suddenly grasped his claws, twisted off the head of the cultivator in his hand, and then raised his head and sucked it vigorously. Under the eyes of everyone, he condensed his soul into a beam of white light and sucked it in!

"Good thief!"

"Eating human souls!"

"It's really a blood-drinking generation, ignorant of civilization, and bold!"

Seeing this, everyone in Nine Dragons was in an uproar!

In the heavens, there are thousands of races, and naturally there are many alien races, and the generation of monsters cannibalize people.

However, after the Middle Ages, the human race gradually became stronger, conquering many unruly alien races in the past, and even absorbed some demon gods into the League of Ten Thousand Immortals, achieving one side's hegemony.

This also makes high-level demons have to consider the consequences before eating people.

After all, this is a matter that attracts hatred extremely. It is hard to say when, just because of this, he was killed by a strong human race who killed demons and demons.

All monsters are like this, not to mention demon gods, demon saints and the like.

But this King Jin Ji chose to provoke by sucking the soul in public.

Although this is not as disgusting as cannibalism, the hatred it attracts is almost the same.

Even Lin Canglang and the others on the Xianmeng side couldn't help frowning slightly, their faces a little ugly.

But it's not only the case of foreign races, even some people in the evil way who practice miraculous skills and secret methods also act like this, but most of them are sneaky and unknown.

Moreover, what King Jin Ji devoured was the soul of the enemy.

Lin Canglang couldn't blame him for this, so he could only look at the demon god with the surname Lu.

The demon god surnamed Lu smiled awkwardly, and explained: "The boy is unruly, please forgive me, Commander."

This sentence, even if it has been revealed.

Lin Canglang nodded and continued to look at the field.

On the side of Xianmeng, there were only criticisms, but on the side of Jiulongyu, the people were excited and filled with righteous indignation.

They were really pissed off.

"It's so courageous, it's really courting death!"

Lin Jinghong looked coldly at the extremely arrogant figure of the demon god in the arena, and said, "Mo Yun, you go to the arena and kill him!"

A blue-faced man wearing a green robe and long hair came out not far from Lin Jinghong, bowed and said, "I will obey the law."

Someone stopped him and said: "Commander, although this demon god is hateful, he is also truly extraordinary. Just now Fellow Daoist Li was killed with almost no resistance, so why don't you think about who to fight again?"

Although I don't know who this Mo Yun is, but seeing that he also only has a fifth-level peak cultivation, I am afraid that he is not an enemy opponent.

Lin Jinghong waved his hand, and said: "No need, just let Mo Yun go up, don't look at Mo Yun who only has a fifth-level peak cultivation base, but he has fused his natal magic weapon 'Yun Yuan', and the blood power in the palm of the demon god, Possess a certain degree of restraint, and will not lose to him."

"Refining the talisman?" The persuading person was stunned.

Then it occurred to him that this was probably the first batch of Lingzun Li Wan's disciples to undergo the fusion and transformation of the natal magic weapon and become Qi Dao Dharma protector monks.

It was rumored that most of these people did not have outstanding talents, but because they dared to take risks, served loyally, and were valued by the Spirit Venerable, they were bestowed with great treasures.

Each of them was adapted to individual conditions and refined their natal magic weapon, thus possessing various special powers.

This kind of promotion and strengthening method is completely different from the past Dharma practice. It relies on the power of natural treasures, which are cast in the body and used by him.

"The talisman..."

If everyone realizes something.

But seeing Lin Jinghong's insistence, he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he watched Mo Yun go out.

"Here comes another one to die!" King Jin Ji saw an unremarkable monk flying out of the enemy formation, smiled coldly, without saying a word, sacrificed his mana again, and controlled it to chop at him.

But what I saw was that Mo Yun wiped his hands, and suddenly summoned a pair of strange weapons that looked like water-splitting short thorns. He threw one of them out with one hand while holding the weapon high with the other.

Boom!

The thunder light summoned by King Jin Ji turned suddenly and hit the weapon he threw.

Amid the flashes of thunder, dazzling brilliance emerged from Mo Yun's body.

At this moment, Mo Yun seemed to be transformed into a little sun, and his whole body erupted with immense power.

He jumped up, holding the short thorn with both hands, suddenly cut through the void, and appeared beside King Jin Ji.

King Jin Ji was shocked, he quickly raised his hands and crossed them to protect his chest, but he was still stabbed by him, bleeding out from his left shoulder, and shot out suddenly.

King Jin Ji let out a cry of pain, and quickly flew back.

But all he could see was a group of flame-like imprints faintly shining at the wound where he was stabbed.

"No, what is that?"

"It's weird!"

All the monks on the side of the Immortal Alliance were surprised and worried when they saw this scene.

"Be careful with the secret seal on your body!"

Someone hastily sounded a reminder.

However, it was already too late at this time. King Jin Ji had just had time to distance himself and wanted to gain a firm foothold, but he saw a thunderbolt shooting towards him, with a short thorn wrapped in it, suddenly piercing into the injured wound just now.

Its attack method is the same as that of Mo Yun flying through the void before, and it is more concealed than Mo Yun's own jumping with thorns. It seizes the gap to avoid attacks, thinking that this round is over. , it is hard to guard against.

This short thorn pierced deeply into King Jin Ji's flesh and blood.

King Jin Ji was horrified to find that an extremely strange force was constantly sucking up the mana of thunder from his body.

"what……"

King Jin Ji couldn't bear the pain and panic, and screamed.

But he saw Mo Yun jumping again, flying to his body at once, piercing Changhong with air, and stabbing down repeatedly.

In just a short moment, King Jin Ji had several wounds on his body, as if the light of a flame ignited again.

King Jin Ji fought left and right, and persisted for half a moment, but he still couldn't avoid the attack of Mo Yun, who was elusive.

In the end, a mana force similar in nature to King Jin Ji himself exploded from his body, but it was the force that was sucked by the short thorn before, and suddenly exploded.

King Jin Ji died with aggrieved and unwillingness. (To be continued..)

ps: Today's [-] words were delivered, sorry for the delay.