Chapter 267 Rescue, development.
"The great Luo is immortal and lasts for thousands of years."
"Master can choose between the two." Yang Wanshan said in a leisurely tone. He knew his master's weakness.
"But once I leave, I may not be able to come back for hundreds or thousands of years." After hesitating for a long time, the Taishang Elder said.
"It's worth it. Junior brother is more important to the sect than Master and me."
"As long as junior brother can return safely, even if it takes ten thousand years, it will be worth it." Yang Wanshan looked at the Supreme Elder firmly.
"Okay, then I will fight for my life." The elder Taishang gritted his teeth.
But at this moment, an immortal official came to Daxi Sect.
"The Human Emperor has sent immortal officials to drive the acquired spiritual treasure boat to find Xu Chen, the young master of your sect. Now I need to extract Xu Chen's soul to determine the direction of cause and effect in the star sea area."
Listening to the Immortal Official's words, the Grand Elder's expression was filled with surprise and a hint of complexity.
"Why are you starting to search now?" Yang Wanshan couldn't help but ask.
"Because only now has a huge Houtian Lingbao boat been vacated, all the worlds that left the Zhoutian Star Formation half a year ago have been brought back," the immortal official said.
"Okay, I will take you to the Soul Palace now to extract my junior brother's soul." Yang Wanshan nodded slightly.
At this time, outside the small world of Daxi Sect No. 1, tens of thousands of strange beasts attacked.
Hundreds of giant cannons gathered outside the battlefield, and more than 30,000 Daxi Sect disciples wearing armor formed an array.
"It's another boring lawn mowing game." Xu Chen looked at the tens of thousands of strange beasts in the distance and complained silently in his heart.
Tens of thousands of strange beasts, thousands of miles closer to the position, encountered the treasure and hidden mines that were ambushed in that area.
The power of hidden thunder is small, and it can only cause damage to mysterious beasts, but it cannot withstand large numbers.
After triggering tens of thousands of treasure weapons and hidden mines, the number of the entire group of alien beasts dropped by 1/3.
When the group of alien beasts approached the position 500 miles away, the hundreds of Taoist cannons began a ruthless covering bombardment.
There were hundreds of Taoist cannons, and they bombed in 30 consecutive waves. They exhausted the spiritual energy stored in the cannons and then withdrew from the battlefield.
"The battle has begun, and we will strive for zero casualties today."
Xu Chen shook the Green Dragon Sword in his hand, and the sound spread to the ears of all the disciples of the war department.
"Zero casualties!"
With a roar, the battle begins.
Xu Chen took one step forward and transformed into the fifty-foot-long star-refined true body, covered with the Golden Crow Dharma Appearance.
Forming a seal in one hand and holding a knife in the other, he opened the sea of devouring and rushed into the group of alien beasts.
Six months of fighting allowed Xu Chen to perfect the art of quickly harvesting strange beasts.
Hundreds of mysterious beasts in the Mysterious Dao Realm will be dragged into the sea and swallowed as soon as they come into contact with the Devouring Sea.
Xu Chen held the Green Dragon Sword with a clear target, starting with the most threatening beasts in the Immortal Realm.
"The seventh sword, Thunder!"
Xu Chen turned into a bolt of lightning, and his majestic sword intent exploded instantly.
Like a bolt of lightning, it slashed back and forth thirty-six times across the entire battlefield.
All the strange beasts he came into contact with along the way were chopped into two halves.
Thirty-six of the most threatening alien beasts were killed.
Then Xu Chen slashed out a Golden Crow Thousand Blades again.
A long river of Golden Crow sword light a hundred feet wide slashed towards the place where the alien beasts in the Immortal Land were most densely packed, and then exploded suddenly.
Thousands of Daoguang Golden Crows are searching for the strange beasts in the Immortal Realm on the battlefield.
Almost every time a sword-glow golden crow approaches a strange beast in the Immortal Realm, Xu Chen will change its position and slash out.
Xu Chen's figure is almost everywhere on the thousand-mile battlefield. He is like an artist harvesting lives on the battlefield. Every slash makes outsiders mesmerized.
Behind Xu Chen, Daxi Sect disciples wearing armor formed battle formations one after another to harvest the lives of Xuandao realm or the alien beasts in the Immortal Realm that Xu Chen occasionally missed.
A battle lasted for three hours, killing all the attacking beasts.
Mountains of corpses of strange beasts were packed and sent to the small world.
The flesh and blood of these alien beasts in the Star Sea are the best nutrients for some elixirs and plants.
The flesh and blood of the strange beasts in the fairyland can be refined into blood and bone pills for the disciples of the war department to restore their spiritual energy.
After a great battle, there was not a trace of blood on Xu Chen's spirit armor.
"Are there any brothers who have returned home?" Xu Chen asked as he looked at the Dengxianjing disciples who were directing the battle.
Returning home means the disciples who died and their souls were resurrected in Daxi Sect.
"My little master, my command was poor. Although there were no casualties, many disciples had their armors damaged and injured." The director of Dengxianjing who directed the battle felt a little ashamed.
"If you are injured, go back to the small world to recover. If the armor is broken, replace it with a new one." Xu Chen waved his hand and said indifferently.
At this stage, Small World can produce 300 sets of armor every day, and over time, the production can be increased.
Currently, 1/2 of the disciples in the Yangshen Realm who are good at melee combat have put on armor.
"This area is extremely rich in resources, and there are a lot of Taoist weapons and armors." Xu Chen patted the Dengxian disciple who was directing the battle.
"Understood."
A group of people were cleaning up the battlefield. The disciples who had just experienced a battle were about to take a rest when the disciples who were investigating from the front sent another message that nearly 40,000 strange beasts were attacking.
"Take off your armor and replace your men, form a formation!"
"Another batch of strange beasts have arrived."
While Xu Chen was speaking, many disciples had already begun to take action.
The disciples from the war department who were not fighting just now were replaced.
After the battle, the disciple took off his armor and gave it to the replacement disciple.
Xu Chen felt the spiritual energy in his body. The battle just now only consumed 20% of the spiritual energy.
Take out a spirit-reviving pill that you refined yourself and swallow it. A spirit-rejuvenating pill that can restore nearly 80% of the normal spirit energy in Xu Chen's case can only restore half of the spirit energy.
In the sea of stars, Xu Chen took a deep breath, digested the spirit-reviving pill, and then took out another one and put it in his mouth.
This was the highest-quality spirit-reviving elixir that he personally refined, and he thought it would always be gathering dust in the Taoist space.
"Damn alien beast, won't let me live for a day."
Half a year of fighting career made Xu Chen miss the peaceful life of Gan Emperor very much.
Thousands of miles away, tens of thousands of alien beasts roared towards the small world of Daxi Sect No. 1 like locusts.
"Get ready to fight!"
Xu Chen's voice cheered up the disciples on the defensive line.
Thousands of miles away, fleeting.
Xu Chen once again turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards the group of strange beasts.
The battle ended after 4 hours.
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After confirming that the Wuyi Beast came over, Xu Chen returned to the Taoist Spirit Hall and began to restore his spiritual energy.
At this time, Da Xu sent through the portal and sent 10 Taoist giant gunboats.
"Persevere for more than a year, and you will be liberated by then." Da Xu said while looking at Xu Chen who was recovering his spiritual power.
"Then you have to hurry up, there are more and more strange beasts lately."
"If you don't do enough, there will be more people going home on my side." Xu Chen said leisurely.
For Xu Chen, if he appeared alone at such a distance, the simplest solution would be to swallow the Life Soul Pill and die directly.
But he happened to bring the entire small world with him, millions of disciples, and more than 2 billion people.
He is no Holy Mother, but these people cannot be abandoned so easily.
"Don't worry, several Taoist armor production lines have been established. I have modified them. Generally, the refining masters who refine treasures can complete the last step of Taoist inscription."
"At that time, 1,000 Taoist armors can be produced in one day. The only disadvantage may be that its power is not as good as that of a real spiritual weapon refiner who can inscribe Taoist inscriptions."
"But it can definitely be used on the battlefield."
"Then just make it. There are so many resources, why not waste them!"
Xu Chen calculated that it would only take more than three months for most of the disciples in the war department to possess Taoist armor.
"When will the output of this gunboat be increased?" Xu Chen asked the question he was most concerned about.
"Just wait a little longer. One plant per day is already the limit. In addition, we need to have star energy conversion equipment, so the output is not easy to increase."
"The output can be increased only after the number of puppets produced increases."
"It's all in progress now, and all the disciples of the entire weapon refining line are almost at full capacity."
"They dare not take a day off."
As Da Xu said this, he thought of the scene where the disciples of the weapon refining line were working, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for them.
"Okay."
"You go and do your work, I'll take advantage of the time to practice for a while."
After recovering his spiritual power, Xu Chen began to practice.
Nowadays, the Nine Realms Sea has expanded to 9,000 feet through some leisurely cultivation.
During the five hours of practice, no one interrupted me.
Xu Chen finished his exercises comfortably, and his whole body exuded the fragrance of flowers.
At this time, Xu Chen received a message from a disciple requesting to join the war department.
When I saw the name Niu Dali, I quickly called him over.
"Little Master." Niu Dali saluted in a muffled voice.
"Congratulations on advancing to the Soul Cultivation Realm." Xu Chen looked at his old training equipment and recalled the days before the snowball started rolling.
During that time, he was tortured and killed by the clone of the Sixth Form of the Holy Ape every day.
"The spiritual energy of the sect is so strong that I can practice quickly."
"But I have advanced to the Soul Cultivation Realm, and the director in charge of the combat department will not let me join."
"I found the young master because I had no other choice." Niu Dali said with an aggrieved face.
"You have just advanced to the Soul Cultivation Realm, and your combat power and magical powers are not yet stable. It is of little use to go to the battlefield at this time."
"Come back after you have practiced for a while." Xu Chen advised.
Looking at Niu Dali, Xu Chen thought of the Golden Horned Thunder Niu clan.
In the war department, although there are only a few thousand of the Golden Horned Thunder Bull clan, they have played a big role in the battlefield.
He fights bravely and has strict discipline. He charges to the forefront of the battlefield time and time again. Relying on his own physical strength, he not only withstands strange beasts, but also blocks the swords of other disciples from time to time.
But the price of such a battle is that the ones who suffered the most losses in the battle were the Golden Horned Thunder Bull clan.
In half a year, 137 golden-horned thunder bulls died on the battlefield. Most of them died while blocking the swords of their comrades. They ranged from the Dengxian Realm to the Yangshen Realm.
If he couldn't be resurrected, Xu Chen would be heartbroken to death, but at the same time he had to sigh, no wonder the human race loved the Golden Horned Thunder Bull clan the most.
Therefore, in the war department, the Golden Horn Thunder Bull clan has priority in receiving armor, and even the most picky disciples have no objections.
"I am of no use except going to the battlefield."
"Give me an armor, and I can be a human shield on the battlefield." Niu Dali looked at Xu Chen expectantly.
"You are too weak. You are just a small human shield on the battlefield. You will die after a few seconds. It is meaningless."
"In addition to your usual practice, you can take on the task of transporting supplies to the battlefield, which can be considered a contribution to the battle." Xu Chen said
"Alright." Niu Dali nodded naively, but his eyes still couldn't hide his desire for the battlefield.
For the Golden Armored Thunder Bull Clan, the battlefield is their destination.
(End of chapter)