The battle between Nascent Soul monks, the aftermath of the battle alone is enough to shake the entire world.
The noise caused was like a natural disaster!
Obviously, the war that broke out between Dachang Kingdom and Xuanming Kingdom was just an illusion if the Yuanying monks did not take action.
It’s not that they don’t take action.
They are just at different levels and on different battlefields.
Dozens of miles away, there were many strange phenomena happening in the sky and the earth, but the sky never darkened.
The shaking on the ground also never stopped.
Li Pingfeng and several others emerged from the tent one after another with solemn expressions.
Including Yang Bin, other players also walked out of the military tent one after another.
This place is close to the battlefield and is not a safe place. Almost all players have chosen to sleep in the world of living beings.
After coming out, the players neither dared to make a loud noise nor move around randomly, because not long ago, some soldiers who were in panic in this military camp and yelling in the military camp were arrested by the military judge. The Fa was rectified on the spot.
These military judges all have innate high-level strength and are extremely ruthless. They kill people when they are told. Ordinary soldiers are no match for them at all. They have almost no resistance against them.
Fortunately, the players in this group led by Xiao Zhi were relatively calm, and no one was killed.
Almost 2 minutes later, the distant vision gradually dissipated, and the ground returned to calm and stopped shaking.
More than ten seconds passed before several floating Jindan realm monks descended from the air.
Their expressions were calm and there was no expression on them.
"Let's each return to camp and rest, waiting for tomorrow's battle." The majestic voice of the coach Fuchen Zhenren rang in everyone's ears.
In Xiao Zhi's tent, Duan Yi sat down on the blanket and asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhi, what did you see?"
Xiao Zhi was also standing in the arrow tower after all. I watched for a while.
He was not a Taoist monk, but he did not have the courage to jump up to the arrow tower to watch. He could only stay on the ground, and his eyes were really dark.
Li Pingfeng and Xie Ke also looked at Xiao Zhi.
Even Yang Bin of the sentient beings group opened the tent door at this time, got in, and looked at Xiao Zhi with piercing eyes.
Xiao Zhi glanced at them and said softly: "There are Yuanying realm monks fighting, not one, but many. As for how many there are, I don't know."
"Brother Zhi, weren't you on that arrow tower, standing and watching for a long time? I see your eyes are shining, you should have used the 'Sky Eye' magical power." Xie Ke said.
Xiao Zhi glanced at him and snorted: "I stood and stared for a long time, but I am blind."
"What?" Everyone was confused.
Xiao Zhi smiled bitterly and said: "I'm blind, I can't see anything clearly at all. Those Nascent Soul monks are dozens of miles away from us, and we are fighting in the Nascent Soul realm. I I could vaguely see something through my 'Sky Eye' magical power, and I confirmed that it was several Nascent Soul Realm monks fighting. It's the limit, okay? Those great monks in the Golden Core Realm should be able to see something clearly, but it seems that they don't intend to say it."
Li Pingfeng sighed softly: "This is the sorrow of the weak."
Everyone was silent when they heard this.
Even Xiao Zhi is quite touched by this. He is a martial arts cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and his strength is much stronger than people like Li Pingfeng. But in front of those great monks in the Nascent Soul Realm, He is also pitifully weak. "I don't know how long it will take before we players can take charge of the Dachang Kingdom. The current situation... is really frustrating." Duan Yi muttered.
In this world of living beings, strength is king. Without strength, you have no right to speak.
In the world where Xiao Zhi and the others live, although there are many players who have entered the world of sentient beings, they are all very weak. Even Xiao Zhi, who is recognized as the number one among the players, is only in the middle stage of foundation building, let alone The direction of a war has been decided. In the military discussion, a monk in the foundation building stage like him is not even qualified to speak.
Yang Bin said in a deep voice: "Being the master? Don't worry, there will come a day when our player's cultivation speed will be dozens or hundreds of times that of these aborigines. As long as it takes another year and a half, we will There are many foundation-building monks accumulated among the players, and some have even become great monks in the Golden Core Realm. We players are here in Dachang. The country should be able to have a certain say."
When he said this, Yang Bin glanced at Xiao Zhi: "Xiao Zhi, you have to work hard and become a Golden Core monk as soon as possible. We players. With the Golden Core Realm monks among them, they will have more or less say and decision-making power in Dachang Kingdom.”
Hearing this, Xiao Zhi rubbed his temples with his hands and said, "I'll try my best, but we players really want to gain power in Dachang during this national war. Just having Golden Core monks is definitely not enough." Yes, there must be Yuanying realm monks, and there must be many of them, so let’s work together.”
Everyone who was awakened by this incident was no longer sleepy.
After chatting for a while, everyone started practicing.
After Yang Bin entered Xiao Zhi's camp, he refused to leave. What could Xiao Zhi do? He couldn't drive him out, right?
Fortunately, everyone was very sensible during the practice and knew that Xiao Zhi, a monk in the foundation-building stage, needed a quiet environment to practice, so everyone just practiced silently, and no one spoke to disturb his practice.
Before I knew it, it was early morning.
The melodious horn sounded.
The troops of Dachang Kingdom began to assemble in the open space outside the military camp.
Xiao Zhi put on his armor, opened the tent door, and was about to go out. Yang Bin took a few steps quickly and came to his side, saying: "The news from the sentient beings group told us to wait until we join the war. , it’s better not to get together, it’s better to spread out.”
Xiao Zhi was a little confused: “What should I say?”
Yang Bin said: "When we players go to the battlefield, even if we are fully armored, in the eyes of the enemy players, we will still have a very obvious red light. It is better to spread out. If we gather together, we are likely to be attacked by the enemy."
Yesterday, more than 30 of our players gathered together and were wiped out by a Taoist spiritual cultivator from the enemy country.”
Xiao Zhiwen. Yan couldn't help but frowned.
Martial arts are good at close combat, while spiritual cultivation is good at distance attacks and group attacks.
It would be difficult for a martial artist like him to kill dozens of warrior players with one blow.
It is not difficult to achieve this in spiritual practice.
Xiao Zhi said in a deep voice: "Among the enemy players, how many Dao players are there in total?"
Yang Bin said: "The battlefield is relatively chaotic. How many enemy players are there? It is still unclear how many Dao realm players are participating in the war, but according to our investigation, the number should be no less than three."
"Three..." Xiao Zhi muttered, the enemy players are really strong. Powerful enough.
Two Taoist monks died not long ago, and in this battle, at least three Taoist monks participated.
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