Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 342 Holy Confrontation
"Many people with great supernatural powers are at the vanguard. In this way, the effect of the divine sword in Pozhi Shura King's hand will be greatly weakened, which is very good." The Taoist receiving and guiding sighed.

Di Jun also smiled and said: "What King Ruoxi said is right. When the army withdraws, we, the Holy One, can still cut off the rear for the army and prevent the enemy from chasing it."

Taoist Yuanshi also nodded, "That's very good."

"Since this is the case, I think everyone agrees, so let's inform the Eastern King and get ready." The Western King looked at Zhen Yuanzi and said solemnly: "Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, I would like to trouble you to take a trip to the East." On the side of the king, let me know."

Zhen Yuanzi thought for a while, but still agreed: "Yes!"

Xi Wang nodded slightly, and then his eyes suddenly became very confident, full of fighting spirit: "Fellow Taoists, come with me to meet that Pozhi King Shura for a while, and see how powerful the divine sword is in his hand!"

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Although the King of the West wanted to let all the great supernatural powers go directly to the front line, it was not completely like this in actual operation.

Under the dispatch of Lu Wushen in the rear, there were nearly a thousand sub-sage first-tier heavenly saints left behind, scattered throughout the battlefield, and presided over the overall situation.

The remaining nearly [-] sub-sage powerhouses, under the leadership of the Eastern King and the Western King, came to the front in a mighty manner.

Nearly [-] saints gather together, and the power is simply eye-catching.

The gods didn't cover up such a conspicuous movement, so the demon cultivator on the opposite side saw it at a glance. The dead souls were so angry that they didn't dare to act rashly, so a demon cultivator at the sub-sage level spread the news as quickly as possible. to the rear.

Not to mention how the great supernatural beings in the magic cultivator over there responded. On this side, Yaoqiong and Ni Junming came hand in hand. Behind them, eighty thousand sub-sages moved together, and various visions kept changing, which was shocking.

"East King, is this scene spectacular?" Yao Qiong looked down at the scene below, her eyes were deep, and her expression could not be seen.

Ni Junming was dressed in a beautiful cloud pattern embroidered costume and a high crown on his head. This young Taoist's face was extremely soft, yet majestic and charming.

He also looked down at this moment, silent.

The place where they are at this time is thousands of feet above the battlefield space. Looking down from here, the monks who are fighting on both sides are constantly gathering together, and then falling down like rain.

When the two monks were very close, all kinds of terrifying divine light shot out at each other, forming a magnificent wave of divine light, and then extinguished in an instant. The monks who cast these attacking spells could not resist thousands of monks The supernatural powers and magical powers that were connected together almost formed a situation where they all died together.

Even if one side has a slight advantage, there are still very few survivors.

So it can be seen that where the two sides converge, countless monks are falling down like a tide.

Looking at such a scene, Yaoqiong couldn't help but think of the scene when she was practicing kendo in the past.

At that time, she once slashed out with a sword, and cut a huge gully in an ocean. The gully was about tens of thousands of feet long, hundreds of miles wide, and a million feet deep.

At this time, the sea water on both sides of the gully poured down into the gully together.

Yaoqiong felt that the current scene was very similar to that at that time.

The only difference is that what was poured down at that time was sea water, and here is an endless stream of dead monks.

After the seas of monks from both sides converged, they poured into the real abyss of death and fell into the sea of ​​death where countless corpses piled up on the earth.

This ravine stretched for tens of billions of miles, and monks fell into it every moment.

"Many of the prehistoric people are already war-weary." Dong Wang finally uttered a sentence slowly.

"There is no method of warfare, no battle array, and there are just no fancy death collisions."

Yaoqiong looked cold, "This is not a battlefield."

Her eyes were dim, and the terrifying gully below was reflected in her eyes, and countless dense monks' bodies could be seen pouring down like a tide.

"This is the meat grinder!"

Many great supernatural beings present were silent, and Yaoqiong didn't say much.

The formation of such a situation is due to the strategic purpose of this battle, no wonder others.

After all, the strategic goal this time is to engage in a contact battle between the two sides. By the way, in the process, clarify the strength of both sides, conduct a rough assessment, and if possible, investigate potential evil cultivators that may exist inside.

Therefore, it is almost impossible for great supernatural powers to end.

The great supernatural powers stood on the shore to watch the battle, and the tactics, strategies, and battle formations below were all jokes.

What kind of strategy can be meaningful when other people's consciousness is swept away?

Or if there is a disadvantage in a certain important link on the battlefield, there is no guarantee that a certain great supernatural power can reverse the situation with just a chess piece.

In a word, the great supernatural beings are too idle, which has caused the following practitioners to be like ants. Their tactics and strategies will become meaningless once the great supernatural beings intervene.

In fact, for these practitioners, it is best to start a full-scale war and open up a battlefield for the great supernatural powers to fight. Without these big men overlooking them, they can truly earn their own lives.

Instead of what it is like now, it's just an ant in the eyes of the spectators on the battlefield.

However, the strategic goal of this campaign is only contact warfare, and has not reached the point of full-scale warfare, so the practitioners at the bottom are destined to only become part of the meat grinder.

While a group of great supernatural beings were thinking about other things, on the magic cultivator's side, a group of top great supernatural beings quickly approached the front of the battlefield with nearly [-] sub-sage level demon cultivators.

As soon as Yaoqiong raised her head, she saw the Pozhi Shura King who was in the middle of the opponent's camp, and in his hand, a long sword was inserted into a strange scabbard. Yaoqiong was such a character that he could see it at a glance. When it comes out of the scabbard, it is made of many restrictions overlapping one another, and it actually plays the role of nurturing the sword's edge.

Pozhi Shura King also saw Yaoqiong from a long distance away, and at this moment, he also had a serious face. Before he arrived at the battlefield, he knew that there was a leader in the battlefield ahead, who was suspected to be that A monk who once fell under his sword.

But he didn't care about it at that time, thinking it was just someone impersonating him to maintain the morale of the army.

Therefore, after he had conceived and raised the divine sword, he came without hesitation, holding the sword, and was about to show off his might and honor the name of King Shura.

It's just that I didn't expect that before I had a good rest, I learned that the opponent's great supernatural powers were almost all dispatched in a group, and they might be crushed directly at any time.

Facing nearly [-] great supernatural beings, even if he was holding a divine sword, he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, so he hurriedly gathered all his hands, gathered together, and rushed to the front line.

What he didn't expect was that the leader of the opponent was actually the existence who was suspected to have fallen under the sword.

At this moment, a feeling of disbelief surged in Pozhi King Shura's heart.

Even if he held the conceived divine sword in his hand, and the magic power left on it by Rahu Demon Ancestor had been fully recovered, he did not have the confidence to cut out the sword.

Because he has already discovered that the opponent's cultivation seems to be much stronger than it was more than 200 million years ago.

Seeing Pozhi Shura King coming with the divine sword, Yao Qiong didn't dare to be careless, and casually summoned the Kunlun mirror returned by Taoist Tongtian, and hung it above. There is this semi-innate treasure in the field of time and space, which can be used at critical moments. Reversing the space and delaying the timing can effectively prevent the opponent from being caught by surprise and suddenly attack and kill other saints with the power of the divine sword.

(End of this chapter)