Chapter 410 I am the King of Thunder and Lightning
"Come again!"
The second sword light fell straight into the sky!
"Boom~~~"
The entire Liuhua Island trembled crazily with the White Feather Flowing Sound Formation. With the two consecutive attacks by the Purple Flame Demon Lord, even the fourth level of this formation was already much weaker.
"Don't let him be so relaxed!"
Lin Tiannan turned into a ray of light and rushed out of the zenith of the formation, heading towards the Purple Flame Demon Lord with a sword!
Immediately afterwards, the two mid-stage Nascent Souls, True Lord Seven Stars and True Lord Lingfu, also rushed out of the zenith and fought with each other.
To put it bluntly, even if it is a fourth-level formation, you cannot allow the opponent's Yuanying to attack from a distance, otherwise it will soon be disabled. In the position battle in the world of immortality, as long as the opponent's Yuanying takes action, your own Yuanying will inevitably be destroyed. They were forced to take action, otherwise Liuhua Island's defense would be vulnerable.
In the air, the three great Nascent Souls of the Xia Kingdom faced off against the Purple Flame Demon Lord. Wisps of majestic magic power exploded and rolled in the black clouds, which shocked all the monks in their hearts.
But the war on the ground has just begun.
"Their warships are within range."
Chen Liang flicked his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "Aim on your own and fire!"
All of a sudden, the spiritual light cannons set up on the cliffs on the east coast of Liuhua Island began to fire volleys. With the reverberation of the mountain's shock, rays of mana light rushed out of the one-way formation, "puffing and puffing" in Sangyu Kingdom. Countless mana lights burst out from the camp.
Some of the spiritual light cannons hit directly, causing the opponent's ship protection formation to buzz and crack. Others fell on the sea, and also erupted with shock waves that swept dozens of meters, making nearby large ships roar. ring.
As for the monks in the air, the spiritual light cannon was helpless. The heavy cannon hit mosquitoes, and the chance of hitting them was too low.
"Second salvo, prepare!"
Chen Liang continued to pass orders.
When the spiritual light cannon started firing its second salvo, wisps of fire rose from the east of Liuhua Island. Countless Sangyu warships were finally breached, and fire broke out all over the warships!
When the third round of bombardment began, only about half of the warships from the Sangyu Kingdom approaching Liuhua Island were left.
It was not until this moment that a late-stage Jindan major cultivator from the Sangyu Kingdom roared: "Fire the cannon and let these Xia Kingdom monks know that we also have spiritual light cannons!"
It's a pity that the aura cannons they set up on the warships are all light and have a range of less than two miles. However, the aura cannons on Liuhua Island are all heavy-duty and have a height advantage. The range covers about three miles. This is a huge advantage. Big.
"Boom boom boom~~~"
Outside the island, one after another Sanyu Kingdom warships were spitting out tongues of fire. For a while, the outer wall of the White Feather Sound Formation was filled with scenes of exploding shells and surging dark blue ripples.
Ning Daoran frowned. The technology tree of the Immortal Realm... was really terrible. There were overhauls flying around and moving mountains and seas, but the heavy artillery only had a range of a few miles. This was really outrageous.
The Baiyu Liuyin Formation is a fourth-order formation, and there are a large number of Xia Kingdom's third-order and second-order formations scattered around the perimeter. There is no need to worry about being breached in a short time, and Ning Daoran also has a strong idea in his heart. When the formation is about to be destroyed, he will not hesitate to take back the formation flag at the eye of the formation. Kunpeng Baoyu must not be damaged in any way. As long as Kunpeng Baoyu is fine, he can refine a matching set in the future to match the new one. Same.
"Be careful, their monks are coming!"
Below the formation, Chen Liang shouted: "Control their monks from attacking the formation, be quick!"
For a time, the monks on the island took action one after another. Many foundation-building and golden elixir monks sacrificed magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons and smashed them at the outside world.
Ning Daoran was not idle either. He suddenly appeared at an altitude of tens of meters at the edge of Bai Yu's sound array. Several golden swords that had been warmed up in his body turned into flowing light and flew out. "Puff, puff" outside. Blood holes were left on the body of the monks from the Sangyu Kingdom!
Moreover, he specializes in killing the golden elixir in the early stage!
The strength of the Immortal Cultivation World in Sangyu Country is not weak, and the main combat force in the border battle is the early stage of the Golden Core. As long as these early Golden Cores are killed like this, they will be able to be honest for another few decades.
"Careful!"
Over in the Sangyu Kingdom, an old man in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir had his pupils shrinking violently: "This man's flying sword is so powerful that it can penetrate the bone shield of the early stage of the third level. This man's aura is also very powerful. He actually killed me in the early stage of the Golden Core Stage with one blow..." …”
"Be careful!"
Someone shouted: "That person is Ning Daoran, the master of Liuhua Island, and he has another identity-Old Demon Jianjia!"
"What?!"
The old man Jindan was shocked: "Is this the person who killed the two Taoist friends Xuanyan San and Juehuo Zhenren?"
"Exactly, run quickly, don't let him target you!"
All the birds and animals dispersed.
Ning Daoran was speechless. Soon he would be unable to kill anyone. The Sangyu Kingdom marked him as the bloodthirsty old demon Jianjia, and everyone avoided him!
Often, as soon as Ning Daoran approaches, the other party's people immediately retreat several miles away, forming a vacuum zone, and Ning Daoran always escapes.
The scene was extremely embarrassing.
"Brother..."
Lin Xuyan sent a message: "Would you like to be accommodating?!"
"It's not impossible!"
Ning Daoran floated away, and soon transformed into a man wearing a purple robe. He raised his hand and used a thunder method to electrocute one of the opponent's early-stage Jindan monks into charcoal.
"You...who are you!?" A mid-stage Jindan major cultivator on the other side was stunned and extremely frightened.
"My Lord, Thunder and Lightning Dharma King Yang Zhenren..."
"..."
Soon, a rumor spread among the monks of the Sangyu Kingdom. There was an extremely powerful thunder cultivator in the late stage of the Golden Elixir in the Xia Kingdom, named Thunder Dharma King. It was said that he was extremely powerful and could kill the early stage of the Golden Elixir in an instant!
Two hours later, King Thunder and Lightning could no longer kill anyone.
Lin Xuyan looked embarrassed and said: "Brother, do you want to change your identity again?"
"Good!"
Ning Daoran turned around and left, seeing Liu Wushuang's heart pounding. Senior Brother Ning was so courageous. He even gave up his face to kill people. It was really endearing...
Not long after, a young monk wearing a blood-red robe appeared on the battlefield. He raised his hand and a wisp of Nine-Yang Extreme Flame flew out. The opponent, an unknown golden elixir mid-level man, dared to fight, and his whole body was instantly ignited by the Nine-Yang Extreme Flame. , and then screamed, all the magic power in his body was scattered in all directions, and he was burned alive by a nine-yang polar flame!
Ning Daoran flew through the formation, spitting out streaks of Nine-Yang Extreme Flame to kill people.
This Nine-Yang Extreme Flame is an extremely powerful flame derived from practicing the Nine-Yang Furnace Divine Technique to return to nature. It is far better than the ordinary fire of ordinary monks in the world of immortality. Once it sticks to it, it is extremely difficult to extinguish, and it uses the monk's mana as fuel to burn. Endless and extremely terrifying.
"You..."
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A late-stage Jindan major cultivator on the other side offered a ray of magic weapon rich in water luck to protect himself, frowned and said: "Who is this fellow Taoist? Why is the fire attribute technique so powerful? I have never seen it before!"
"I am Yang Dingtian, the leader of Xiawu Fireball Cult..."
"..."
Soon, a new rumor spread among the monks of the Sangyu Kingdom. It was said that a late-stage golden elixir cultivator known as the leader of the Five Fireball Sect came to the Xia Kingdom, named Yang Dingtian. He was extremely powerful and could spray out A kind of divine fire that instantly kills the middle stage of the golden elixir.
The several Lao Jindan who were responsible for recording information from Sangyu State were so anxious that they took out a book as tall as a person and tore it up, but they could not find any records about the Five Fireball Sect in Xia State.
Several people looked at each other, wondering how deep the Xia Kingdom's cultivation world was, and they actually had such a sect hidden away!
So after less than two hours, the Five Fireball God Sect could no longer kill anyone.
"Senior brother..."
Liu Wushuang held up her long sword and kept waving the sword light toward the outside world. She and a late-stage golden elixir major cultivator from the opponent were fighting back and forth. She sent a message: "If it doesn't work, just change your identity. There are always more ways than difficulties." Brother!”
“Junior Sister’s words make sense!”
Ning Daoran retreated to the background again.
As a result, he began to change various identities to kill the enemy, from the afternoon to the early morning of the next day. According to incomplete statistics from war correspondent Lin Xuyan, Ning Daoran changed his name to Yang Zhenren, the king of thunder and lightning, and the leader of the Five Fireball Sect. Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Shenmu Forest Wu Kuihu, the leader of the Guanhai Sect Tiancan Zhenren, the leader of the Ice Soul Palace QQ Sanren, etc., with more than ten identities, killed countless monks from the Sangyu Kingdom!
……
However, the monks from the Sangyu Kingdom were still reckless and attacked the formation like crazy.
After a day and night of resistance, the fourth-level low-grade White Feather Sound Formation guarding the island had been riddled with holes. Just when the formation was about to collapse, Ning Daoran withdrew directly from the formation.
"Whoosh!"
A blood-red formation flag flew ashes from the ground. At the core of the formation flag, a Kunpeng treasure feather slowly swirled, glowing with endless treasure light.
Fortunately, Baoyu was fine, and he could refine a new formation after this battle and use it again.
"Their fourth-level formation has been breached, charge at me!"
In the distance, the voice of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Sangyu Kingdom came, and for a while, countless monks came overwhelmingly.
"Huh, is it that easy?"
Ning Daoran continued to play spells, and formations suddenly rose up again. They were all third-level formations. There were dozens of them, and Liuhua Island was firmly guarded in blocks.
"Uncle Ning..."
Behind him, Huang Yiyi's figure appeared: "Several positions on the periphery have been breached by the Sangyu Kingdom, and the monks from the Sangyu Kingdom have already attacked Liufeng Island and Chigua Island. These two islands have fallen."
"It doesn't matter."
Ning Daoran shook his head and said: "Liufeng Island and Chigua Island are already weak in defense. Our focus is Liuhua Island. Yiyi, you return to the main peak and activate the cave formation. There is no need to participate in the battle."
"But..."
"Don't hesitate. You haven't formed a pill yet. It would be a pity to die here."
"Yes!"
Huang Yiyi turned around and drifted away.
Ning Daoran frowned and sneaked into the back mountain. He patted the storage bag and immediately sent out paper men one after another. There were more than thirty first-class paper men alone, all of whom had 40% of the original body's cultivation!
Ning Daoran was in the late stage of Golden Core at this time. His 40% cultivation base... was actually enough to compete with ordinary late stage Golden Core monks. He released more than thirty late Golden Core cultivators in one breath, plus hundreds of them. Comparable to a second-class paper man in the middle stage of the Golden Core, Ning Daoran can be said to have served the country loyally in this war of immortal cultivators!
(End of chapter)