Huaxian

Chapter 1782 Dreamland Battlefield
"This seems to be a dream..."

There was a bloody and chaotic scene in front of Liu Chen. This was a battlefield where multiple races were fighting. It was the human race and the demon race that were fighting, and he himself was dressed in a human race.

"Kill!"

The two sides shouted to kill Zhentian, powerful tricks and supernatural powers were constantly being displayed, Liu Chen, who hadn't reacted yet, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a pair of iron wings roared and rushed over.

"Haha! If you dare to stand still on the battlefield, die!"

Subconsciously leaning back to avoid the attack, Liu Chen took this opportunity to see the opponent's appearance clearly. It was a giant eagle with a size of three feet eight, and its strength was only at the early stage of the Taoist.

"The battlefield? A sword that cuts the sky!"

"Crack! Boom!"

Liu Chen straightened his body, the eagle behind him had been split into two and embedded in the ground, hot blood seeped into the already bright red ground, and there were countless corpses beside him.

"kill!"

Instantly killed a monster clan, and immediately he attracted the attention of his fellow clansmen, dozens of monster clans of different sizes came to cull them with a roar, their violent killing intent almost solidified.

Facing such a large number of enemies, Liu Chen subconsciously poured thunder into his sword, preparing to kill all the monsters with one blow, but there was no thunder response, only ordinary fairy power.

"what!?"

Suddenly, he found that the familiar power of thunder had disappeared, and only half of the immortal power had been consumed. Liu Chen was shocked, but before he had time to think about the eight-step flying technique, his figure avoided the attack.

The fierce gangster blew wounds on his face, blood dripping wet the shirt, and the stinging feeling was particularly strong, which made him a little flustered.

His physical strength is above the sky level, and he was scratched by a mere gangster wind. Are you kidding me!

"It seems that this is not my body, what happened!?"

At some point, Liu Chen had forgotten that he was really dreaming, all this was just a dream, and his subconscious made him think it was all real!

Dodging a wave of attacks, before he had time to understand the situation, a group of eagle claws shone coldly, tearing through the wind and grabbing at his head. Those powerful eagle claws could smash a mountain into pieces without a doubt. .

"Ming--"

Several clear and loud eagle cries spread in all directions, and at the same time, the endless wind blades followed the swooping eagles, Liu Chen couldn't help frowning, so that if he avoided the sharp claws, he would be concentrated by the wind blades, and now his body was hit Just die.

In desperation, Liu Chen channeled almost all of his celestial power into the long sword in his hand, concentrated his energy and energy on the sword, his aura suddenly became extremely sharp, and many figures appeared in his clear eyes, shouting loudly like rolling thunder sound.

"Draw out your sword and slash!"

The long sword in his hand was swiped at a high speed between lightning, stone and fire. The blade of the sword smashed the eagle's claws like thorns and thorns, and broke through the endless wind blade.

"Hmm! Is this the limit? Your health is too bad!"

Liu Chen groaned weakly and sat on the ground, the flying sword in his hand was also turned into flying ash, and it had reached its limit.

It was just a flying sword with a strength below the Xuan level, but it killed dozens of demon clans whose bodies were already at the middle Xuan level one after another, no less than beating dozens of flying swords of the same level.

This is due to the fact that Liu Chen's swordsmanship is not bad, otherwise he wouldn't be able to accomplish all this!
Pulling the corpse onto his body, using the remaining aura and immortal power to hide himself, Liu Chen, who had no fighting power, was waiting to be torn apart on this battlefield.

"It seems that my body belongs to a low-level immortal, and now it is like this..."

A fierce battle is going on in the sky, and the powerful aftermath of various supernatural powers can be felt from time to time. Countless beast roars and shouts of killing are endless, and there is still a faint rain of blood.

Liu Chen dismissed his distracting thoughts, and started to restore his own immortal power with the Heavenly Tribulation Jue, but only a very thin layer of gas floated on his body, which was a thousand miles away from the cloud and mist before.

However, it is obvious that the immortal power returned to its peak extremely quickly, not because of the speed, but because this body should be practicing low-level skills, and practicing Tianjiejue is like filling a small bucket with a large water pipe.

Simply, with the help of this immortal power and the blood energy scattered around him, he began to try to temper and strengthen his physical body, opening and expanding his meridians as much as possible.

Preliminary strengthening of the physical body, so that the body can store more immortal power, and also allow him to display more strength, the current level is not even at the peak level.

Lei Fa also had to re-practice, but in such a short period of time, he couldn't use one and a half moves. His physical strength was not enough, and even the Dragon Fist was unbearable.

Poor, this body is really bad to the extreme, which greatly limits his performance.

The current situation is that although the Heavenly Tribulation Art is an advanced technique that cannot be advanced, the cloud and mist produced cannot produce thunder at all, even if it is condensed into a thunder ball, let alone the highest-level God's Punishment Heavenly Tribulation.

Only some basics can still be used, and the supernatural powers have only reached the lowest standard of Zhantian Yijian, but they can also kill monsters of the same level or even a little higher.

Very weak, probably now is his weakest time!
Fortunately, on this battlefield, the immortal energy has become very strong due to the gathering of powerful people fighting, and the blood essence of the monster race, which is usually rare, can be seen everywhere, which can be used to temper the body's strength.

"Hey, look through the corpses! I hope there are some cultivation pills in those left storage bags, and it's best to pick up a better weapon."

The spiritual sense scanned the surroundings, and there were no monsters or humans within a radius of [-] feet. From a distance, the battle in the east was very fierce. It seemed that I was very lucky to be on the edge of the battlefield.

It may be because it is a battlefield, and when I searched on the ground, I found a few Xuan-level and Earth-level flying swords, as well as a few damaged storage bags.

"Ha, there is a Tian Luo Da Huan Pill. Although the name is silly, it is still very reliable for low-level immortals to heal injuries. Hmm... ah! With it, the third-grade Spirit Gathering Pill, even though it is low-level, is better than nothing."

He found an earth pit, set up a layer of hidden barrier at will, and it took [-]% of his immortal power to succeed. Liu Chen sighed and stuffed the Juling elixir into his mouth, and started to practice with the Heavenly Tribulation Art.

Immortal level is very easy to upgrade for the Heavenly Tribulation Jue. In addition, the concentration of immortal energy in the vicinity is very high, and it only took half a day to reach the peak of immortality.

With a strengthened body, Liu Chen felt that he should be able to use the Rising Dragon Fist, so he tidied up and moved to the center of the battlefield.

While picking up some low-level cultivation resources while improving his cultivation, he always had doubts in his mind.

How did I come to the battlefield, how did I become so weak, where did my cultivation go, is this my body?
I don't remember, Liu Chen no longer remembers that this was just a dream, he fell into some kind of dream inexplicably, his body was still taking a nap on the recliner, but his consciousness didn't know where it went.

"Hey! That fairy soldier!"

Suddenly there was a shout from the sky, Liu Chen looked up and saw that a Vientiane junior was falling unsteadily, his body was so injured that he couldn't even steer a flying sword, and blood was dripping unhurriedly.

Liu Chen vigilantly scanned it with his divine sense, and then relaxed after making sure it wasn't the Yaozu pretending to be him. He hurriedly dodged to catch him, and fell to the ground.

"Huh, brother, it's good to reach out! Can you give me some healing elixir?"

"Let's do it! Can you survive on this battlefield without any skills?"

At this early stage of Vientiane, he looked like he was at least a small captain in his clothes, so he didn't have any arrogance at this time, and called out brother in a very gentle tone, even asking for pills with a hint of pleading.

That's right, at this time Liu Chen could kill him in an instant, or leave him alone, so that he could keep his voice low.

After taking out a few pills, Liu Chen stuffed them into his mouth and helped him sit down. After luck helped him digest and recover, he asked:

"Brother, how did you get hurt like this, where are your subordinates?"

"Don't mention it, all the brothers were eaten by peacocks, and there was no way to save them. I was the only one who survived, alas..."

The atmosphere was a little depressed, and Liu Chen also understood his approach a little bit. In that case, it was better to preserve himself than to die in vain, which was considered a more rational behavior.

Encountering such a fierce peacock can only be due to bad luck. It is one of the eight tribes. Although Liu Chen didn't pay attention to peacocks as fierce before, it's a pity that there is nothing he can do now.

After he practiced for a while and recovered from his injuries, Liu Chen casually cast a barrier on him, left some healing pills and recovery pills, and said with a sigh:
"Brother, I have to move on. This is the edge of the battlefield, and it's a relatively safe place. I'll leave some pills, and you can heal your wounds here."

Wanxiang looked at the enchantment, couldn't help but have a trace of surprise in his eyes, and said in surprise:
"That's right. Although the enchantment in this hand is arranged at the immortal level, the technique has reached the point of asking. There is no flaw. Brother, you are not simple!"

"Haha, let's do it!"

With a wave of Liu Chen's hand, his figure disappeared on the spot. This barrier completely concealed his whole body, and there was no trace of breath leaking out of it.

Continue to walk, continue to the center of the battlefield. Moreover, the battlefield seems to stretch for an unknown number of miles, and when he reaches the center, he will become extremely strong.

He was in a dream, unaware of the real world, and Mu Yun and the other six figures stood beside the reclining chair at some point.

"Hehe, this kid is quite talented, and it is indeed correct to entrust that senior to him."

"That one has a great kindness to my Wooden Immortal clan, more precisely, he has given us advice, and it is our duty as unnamed disciples to do these things for this."

"Hey, hey, you old boy, did you secretly transfer the guard spirits away, or you can come to my wood fairy clan with just one question?"

"Oh, didn't you see a good seedling? Why don't you put some water on it? This kid has destroyed tens of thousands of miles of land, so I went to wipe his ass myself!"

"That thunder method is really spectacular, not much worse than that Dongyuan Thunder God when he was younger!"

"Hey, this kid is really enviable. If it weren't for me waiting for the wooden fairy to use it, so many fairy artifacts and a few treasures were used for him to cast the Primordial Shrine. That guy is too generous!"

"we are……"

The seven old men were chatting with each other while paying attention to Liu Chen's state. They seemed to be very nervous about him, and their spiritual consciousness was also covering the whole Woye vaguely.

Suddenly, the figure of an old man flickered, and a man in black appeared in his hand, shaking his head and chuckling softly:
"I don't change my nature. These two little dolls really don't change their nature. They are still peeping at that power, the supreme power that even a greedy person can touch? It's ridiculous!"

"Hey, don't say that, at least they exist at the same level as us..."

In the dreamland, time is extremely fast at all, and with just a few words of cultivation technique, Liu Chen is already at the peak of everything, and he is fighting against the extremely large monster clan, and he is not at a disadvantage in the fight.

"Xing Yun Yu Shi!"

"Boom--"

The range of hundreds of miles was instantly covered by clouds, and then the endless thunder baptized all the monster races on the entire battlefield, instantly obliterating at least a dozen Vientiane early stage, that strength has already reached a certain level.

However, Liu Chen seemed very dissatisfied with this move, frowning and said:

"No, it's just an ordinary practice. It's okay to deal with these ordinary monsters, but it's not enough to deal with those elite geniuses."

After finishing his speech, he sent a hundred-foot-long thunder dragon to take advantage of the wind and rush forward quickly. Occasionally, when a little monster bumped into it, he was directly killed, and many monsters were forced to retreat, not daring to challenge him. Coercion.

Liu Chen didn't pay much attention to these little monsters at all. He was only interested in the mighty demon clan Tianjiao, and it was a lot of training to be able to fight against them.

(End of this chapter)