'Boom', the extremely violent wind summoned by the hurricane technique rolled up the fine snow in the sky one after another, and even the snow on the ground was swept up into the sky. It seemed to come from all directions, and suddenly gathered together, arrogantly

Blow towards the center of the battlefield.

"It's this kind of magic that makes people fascinated." The old master said inexplicably while looking at the howling wind mixed with white snow.

The wind mixed with white snow was like a white wind, but it hit the black wind violently in an instant. The people and horses on both sides, the spells of the two sides were destined to be in black and white.

The collision sound of 'Boom' made a louder sound. The white wind roared in, and suddenly blocked the progress of the black whirlwind. At the moment before that, the black whirlwind almost hit the one rushing in the front.

warrior engulfed

The two storms met in the air and immediately confronted each other. At the center of the collision of the two storms, there was an astonishing "swishing" sound. The snow on the ground, as well as the turf under the snow, were all swept into the air, looking extremely violent.

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But if you look closely, you can see that the white wind is moving slowly, and the black storm color at the intersection begins to slowly fade and spread towards the surroundings!

After all, this hurricane technique contains a hint of the true meaning of wind. It is no joke to blow away all things. The "all things" here do not refer to "physically existing" objects. Like the real wind storm that Master described to me, it can blow away people's souls!

That is the true legendary magic master who said that if that legendary era really existed, only such an ancient power could do this, right?

However, a trace of the true meaning of the wind is already very powerful. It can even blow away invisible substances such as souls, let alone a more intuitive aura that makes people feel it?

"The skills of Lao Li's lineage are indeed unparalleled in the world." The old master praised, and at this time gently shook off the white snow on his body, and said: "Unfortunately, the method of recruiting disciples of Lao Li's lineage is strict and calculating.

Even if the Dharma is made public, not many people can learn it, what is needed is talent."

I was silent. Due to memory reasons, I am very familiar with Chen Chengyi's sect's techniques, but they are indeed unparalleled in this world. Even in the world I am in, the techniques of Lao Li's lineage can also be called the best.

Exquisite.

Only those various secret techniques can be called secret techniques in my world, and they are top-notch secret techniques!

But in Chen Chengyi's memory, Lao Li seems to be able to come up with a secret technique at will. As far as I know, a sect may not have so many secret techniques that are hidden in the box, and a cultivator will always

It would be a big deal if you could have one secret skill close to you in your life.

Not only Lao Li, but also Wu Tian who performed the technique just now. How could such an ordinary technique create such momentum with only a few hundred horses and such a battlefield evil atmosphere? There must be a unique secret technique in it. He seems to

It also seems to have a lot of secret skills.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but take a look. The altar was covered with black cloth and I didn't know what these people were doing.

After taking back my thoughts, I only know one thing clearly, that is, both Lao Li and Wu Tian are from Kunlun. What kind of place is Kunlun? Is it the ultimate realm of cultivators? In my eyes, the Master is also very mysterious.

,Have you ever been to Kunlun?

There are thousands of thoughts in my heart, and at this time, the battlefield has completely boiled up. The support from the rear has once again given these warriors strong confidence, and they have once again fallen into a fight!

Of course, the black whirlwind has not completely dissipated. It is just being pushed back gradually by the white wind, and then gradually dissipates. However, those crazy dead soldiers are equally difficult to deal with.

The power of the Sad Vajra cannot support it. It can theoretically borrow unlimited power, but it cannot do this under the limited conditions of the battlefield, because unlimited borrowing requires a huge amount of supported Vajra Dharma, plus

The extremely powerful abbot's force-borrowing formation obviously has fewer people on the battlefield, even though they are all elites.

It is already the greatest strength that can be mobilized. I am calculating in my mind. The younger generation is the inheritance. Even if they grow up, those forces will not be willing to 'spend' it on the battlefield. What's more, those who have grown up cannot compare with the older generation. They sacrificed.

It is equivalent to destroying the foundation of decent forces.

And it is impossible for the older generation to come out in full force, so how can the sect's power be sustained?

Therefore, under such circumstances, those monks and body cultivators have begun to mobilize their own power to protect themselves!

For example, Uncle Hui's familiar Angry-Eye King Kong appears again, but compared to the previous Angry-Eye King Kong, this Angry-Eye King Kong is obviously much more solid. I think this has something to do with the change in the tattoos on his body!

The warriors who had supported their strength in this way were obviously more powerful in fighting. Just as Yang Sheng revealed his trump card, the warriors also revealed their last trump card.

The blood is still flowing every step of the way and the difficult battle continues

But at this time, the cultivators finally came on stage. The master had already retreated to the rear. He swallowed the pills given by Yizi Pulse and closed his eyes to rest. But before that, he relied on the elders. It seemed that there was no serious problem for the cultivators on Yang Sheng's side.

If you take the first step, you can feel the various forces of heaven and earth gathering rapidly.

But what kind of existence is the great elder of the Snow Mountain lineage? For example, the first time I met Sister Jenny, she gave me a shock and flew to a mysterious place with me on her back to meet a mysterious cultivator.

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Although Sister Jenny never showed this hand again after that, how could I forget the shock that penetrated my heart? These great elders are almost as good as Sister Jenny, if not better, right?

Facts have proved that my idea was right. I just borrowed some magic power from the master without showing off. Now these great elders started to perform magic. In just an instant, I felt the gathering of energy from heaven and earth.

This is just a little bit close to being an instant spell!

The battle situation was temporarily turned back by a spell from the master. At this moment, the first lightning pierced the gray sky and finally the real battle began!

Leifa, which has almost no weaknesses, naturally became the first starting technique.

‘Boom’, a golden thunderbolt came. Facing thunder, there was basically only one way, to use thunder against thunder. So, before that thunderbolt completely fell, another golden thunderbolt came to meet it.

The two collided, making an earth-shattering sound. The violent energy collided and fell on the hillside not far away, blowing up rubble all over the ground!

The battle of spells has finally begun. The darkness of the sky cannot cover up the splendor of these spells coming and going.

On that side, as the fire spread, it was met with heavy rain falling from above.

On this side, the rain mixed with snowflakes came and a strong wind caused the water to roll back.

The most common ones are all kinds of thunder and lightning criss-crossing the sky. They are much softer than the fireworks. They are an indescribable heroic collision, tremor, and explosion.

At this time, no one 'treasured' their own soul power. Various spells came one after another. These spells, which were weaker than physical practices, made even more shocking news.

‘Woo woo’, the strong wind blew past a summoned ghost king who appeared in the sky. On the other side, a long sword condensed with soul power chopped off his head.

On that side, a heavenly soldier and general came to the world. On this side, many ghost heads suddenly rose into the sky.

I stood in the battlefield, my body a little unsteady because the collision of various spells made the earth shake. But, what are these compared to the shock in my heart?

Is this the real battle of cultivators? It is!

If it were the legendary ancient era recorded in myths, what would the scene of such a battle between cultivators be like?

My heart feels like it's about to boil. Even I want to do some tricks and really participate in it. The atmosphere, the clouds, and the heavy rain are boiling in different places.
Chapter completed!