Chapter 802: Demon

The cavalry was divided into several strands and fought each other on the battlefield, blood covering the ground.
If the cavalry of one side wins and retains at least Wanqi, it will crush the other kings on the battlefield.
Heiyan has proved that the heavenly king is comparable to a nuclear bomb on the cold weapon battlefield, but it is not invincible. Wanqi has already been able to siege a king with weak mobility.
If at this time the same heavenly king is added to contain the sneak attack, he will undoubtedly die.
Glancing at the battlefield of Karina and others, Zhao Shi didn't rush to take a shot, but focused on Yuan Qianjun and others who were a few steps behind Wei Tianyang.
Without a sufficient number of players, he is weak now without a sufficient number of ordinary kings.
Zhao Shi suddenly said, "Yuan Qianjun, do you know the right direction of your path?"
Yuan Qianjun was quelling the turbulent mana in his body, and laughed at the words, but ignored Zhao Shi's interest.
How is my path, how can I not know, and what is the turn of others to point the beak.
"Brother Zhao, if you die, our road will be clear."
Wei Tianyang smiled faintly, with his hands behind his back, the transparent space pattern was born from the Taixu sword, from one to two, from two to three, transforming into dozens of fish-like ripples and covering Zhao Shi .
There is a close connection between each transparent swimming fish, forming a beautiful and bright diamond star, sealing off the transmission of spiritual energy inside and outside, imprisoning movement, and shrinking rapidly.
Zhao Shi inside is like a bug in amber.
If it is outside, just this trick can imprison and seal the ordinary cultivator for several days.
The blood lotus sword flew out from Zhao Shi's fingertips, and the regular red light dots of the blood sea kendo diffused in all directions, forming a light red mist like a sunset glow in the space of more than ten meters.
As the wind blows, the mist rolls and rolls, and the and cold killing intent radiates, making people seem to see the endless ocean.
Nine hundred and ninety-eight small blood swords that were as thin as needles appeared in the blood-red cloud and mist, and they greeted the swimming fish in a transparent space around them, and stopped them from shrinking.
The light and the transparent spatial fluctuations bloom from time to time, one and cold, the other ethereal and high, but the extremely complex formations are fighting fiercely, and the complexity of any local changes is far beyond the understanding of ordinary kings.
"Yuan Qianjun, are you still deceiving yourself?"
From the fast-moving battlefield, one hundred and eight blood-red sword qi were drawn out, and they were combined into a long sword, which smashed Yuan Qianjun with the Heavenly Demon Euphorbia for tens of meters, and his face was pale.
"Damn..."
Yuan Qianjun was extremely humiliated. When Zhao Shi was fighting Wei Tianyang, he would be able to crush himself with the rest, making him extremely frustrated, feeling like a clown jumping around.
"Your path is to gather the crowd, get more soldiers, and get more support from ordinary kings. This result is very important and the process is not worth mentioning."
The blood lotus sword sits in the center of the formation, and the nine hundred and ninety-eight small flying swords bloom and close around Zhao Shi in units of twelve, thirty-six, and 144. They want to invade ten feet. Fish in the transparent space within the range.
He said lightly: "Today I have united twenty-six immortal knight kings, and more than 700,000 cultivators of the condensed realm, which perfectly fits your path."
"For the sake of dignity and pride and other boring things, you give up your original intention of the road, and it is almost impossible to use the dangerous paths you have learned in the future."
"So paranoid, your demons...how are they accumulating?"
Yuan Qianjun, who was about to attack again, was shocked and stood still.
He has his own pride, he has his own pride, but as a cultivator, the most important thing in his heart is undoubtedly his own way.
However, without the armies, how will the way of armies develop?
Only players, and only the most Xianxia players, can carry the Tao of Armies, instead of the ten short-handed guilds that are as weak as ants.
But now, the foundation of the Way of Hosts lies elsewhere, why isn’t the one who follows the Way of Hosts with the Hosts?
No, my pride is also precious.
Joining the Blood Sea Immortal League, even though they are equal in name, they are substantive subordinates under the widened power gap, which goes against their original intention of cultivating immortals.
However, isn't the way of armies the only one? why……
The original Qianjun’s originally orderly world of Soul Consciousness was tumbling, and chaos occurred everywhere, expanding little by little, and even terrible dark cracks began to appear in some places.
The flesh is no more than a skin. The essence of the immortal cultivator is a divine soul, and a huge divine soul, like a world, must have its own firm belief pillar.
Whether it is evil or good, it must be there, and it must be firm, otherwise the world of spirits and souls will be at risk of chaos and collapse.
Classical cultivators call this violent internal conflict between spirits and souls as demons.
Divine soul is the foundation of immortal cultivators. Divine soul has an accident. What is reflected to the outside is that the mana of the original Qianjun is as deep as ten thousand years of magic iron is disordered, and the formation with the white bones and other kings collapses in subtle ways.
Instantly separated from the formation, feeling the pressure of Zhao Shi's horrible mountain not far away, the bones hurriedly conveyed with his spiritual knowledge: "Original King, what about you? How can Zhao Shi's words work? This person's heart is black."
Zhao Shi did not attack Yuan Qianjun here.
There were two conflicting chaotic forces fighting each other in the opposing spirit world, but the two forces were Yuan Qianjun himself. Once he felt his life and death crisis, he would immediately put aside the fight.
Wei Tianyang's expression changed, who had barely maintained a close match under the joint control of the two.
"Brother Wei, you are the first guide on my road to immortality."
Zhao Shisen smiled, his wrist split, and the crimson blood turned into a blood lotus sword flying into the sky: "Do you know, how I want to kill you, let you join the great blood sea fairy road Come in."
The blood lotus sword trembled, shining crimson light outwards, and infinite aura inside, let the blood lotus sword array composed of 999 flying swords shine in red, crushing the transparent space between the rotations. The fish, the colorless aura disappeared in the air.
The entire Taixu sword array slowly disappeared like an illusion, exposing Wei Tianyang's figure. The Taixu sword in front of him was still transparent and invisible, but the heavy and sharp feelings disappeared.
The blood lotus sword formation, the blood red formation pattern appeared, the precision and complexity was like a world, rapidly shrinking, and the huge mana contained in it was highly concentrated.
The nine hundred and ninety-eight flying swords carried the power of the huge formation into the blood lotus sword, and flew to Zhao Shi before condensing into a long sword that was as clear as blood jade.
"Brother Wei, please die."
Zhao Shi yelled, grabbing the hilt of the blood lotus with both hands, turning into a blood-colored rainbow and slashing towards Wei Tianyang's head.
The cold sky peak sword intent and blood sea kendo rules broke out, the speed has exceeded the limit allowed by the mundane world of the dynasty, and the naked eye can only see a ray of red light flashing away.