Chapter 1695 Tiangong Star Link World Community
Clam!
Accompanied by the sound of swords, everyone in the teahouse opened their eyes.
They saw that the teahouse shopkeeper, a short and fat monk, was raising his hands, spreading a scroll hundreds of feet high, and saying aloud: "Friends of Taoism, this painting comes from a fellow Taoist who has stepped into the world community of the Heavenly Workers Star Links. He took a huge risk to copy it, and this fellow Taoist only sold a hundred copies."
"This store is fortunate to acquire one, which can only be expanded ten times."
"After ten times, the charm of the painting will disappear completely. Friends, please don't miss it."
After saying that, the scrolls in his hand were also unfolded.
The formations around the teahouse were spread out, and the world became dark. Everyone seemed to be in the universe and galaxy in an instant, immediately concentrating and breathing, not wanting to miss it.
This is an extremely huge galaxy battlefield.
Among them, there is the true master of Lianxu fighting, the God of Hedao fighting for his life, and there are endless cultivators forming military formations to form a world of fighting and killing, and all kinds of mystery are hard to see clearly.
All of this is hazy and vague, because the monk who printed this painting was just a god-transforming monk, and he could not understand these things.
However, some things are clear.
This is a corner of the battlefield. The military formation where the two god-transforming monks were located collapsed, and the two who survived were fighting.
A god-transforming monk is a female cultivator who commands the thunder and lightning flying sword, and the sword light divides into thousands of ways;
A god-transforming monk is a half-human and half-mantis monk. His flesh and blood fill his body, and his every move tear apart the space and summons many blood mantis puppets like swarms to siege the enemy.
"It is the Tushan maid of Chunyang Jianzi and the Taoist soldiers of the flesh and blood furnace of the fairy weapon."
A sword cultivator immediately recognized both sides and discussed.
"What a pity,"
"This sword cultivator is dead."
This is the central domain of the Thunder Yang Tian Jian Realm. The cultivators naturally tend to be sword cultivators emotionally, although this is the maid of the Chunyang Jianzi of the Great Yin-Yang Jian Realm.
Of course, the emotional bias of the sword cultivator cannot be equivalent to the facts.
In fact, the Immortal Artifact Sect and the Leiyang Tianjian Realm are allies. Both sides join forces in the Tiangong World Community and are besieging many Taoist soldiers in the Great Yin-Yang Jian Realm.
"Old Liu,"
"This painting today is not good, it's wasted our money on tea."
Another young sword cultivator said dissatisfied: "As we all know, Chunyang Jianzi's Taoist soldiers have always been weak, not to mention the Tushan maid who is even weaker than the Dari Long Sword. There is no suspense in this battle."
"The maid Tushan is the guard of Chunyang Jianzi. Apart from loyalty, there is nothing to praise."
"Yes."
"Old Liu was fooling around today."
The sword cultivators around him were talking.
Sword cultivators need even battles. Only in such battles can the talents, sword skills, and sword will of both sides be fully revealed.
Only by comprehending such a battlefield can you gain more.
"This is not the case,"
"Dear guests, please take a closer look."
The short and fat monk bowed: "Although the maid Tushan is generally weak, she is not without heroes. I, Lao Liu, have been in the teahouse for thousands of years, and I still have this credibility."
"Really?"
Everyone stopped complaining and meditated quietly.
Sure enough, the battle did not show a one-sided situation. The Thunder Light female cultivator was particularly outstanding in swordsmanship, and she resisted the attack of the mantis puppet monk with weaker strength. She was defeated after hundreds of moves. She was stabbed into the heart by the mantis' claws, sucking the essence and blood to death.
The mysteries of swordsmanship shown in this show are also rewarding even if they are in the picture. They have improved a little bit of swordsmanship.
You know, this is just a painting.
If it was on a real battlefield, I don’t know how good it would be.
What is even more rare is that such fine swordsman fighting paintings can now be understood by just a small amount of spirit stone, which was unimaginable thousands of years ago.
"Today, it is a prosperous era of swordsmanship!"
"There are countless opportunities for sword art. In the past, to comprehend such a fight, it would cost at least ten times more than ten times the spiritual stones and treasures of heaven and earth."
"Now, it's within reach."
Someone sighed.
"It's better not to have such a prosperous swordsmanship!" "There are too many deaths."
A gray-haired old cultivator was sad: "I have 13,700 cultivators above the foundation building in the whole clan, and there are only more than 2,000 left now, but there is still no end. I am still recruited by the Immortal Sect to the battlefield, and there is no end."
"Is the Immortal Sect is afraid that we will be willing to destroy the clan!"
He said angrily.
As soon as these words came out, everyone around them was silent.
Although they are now drinking tea and chatting in the teahouse, they are actually recruited. The time is long or short, and they must set foot on the battlefield and fight for the Immortal Sect.
How many living people are there in hundreds of years?
The strong men of the Immortal Sect never care about these. In their eyes, middle and low-level cultivators are like grass seedlings in the fields, growing all the time and eternally.
But for those grass seedlings themselves, they are lifelong.
"When will this war end?"
Someone couldn't help but say.
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"I don't know."
"The rumors are coming soon. I heard that Taiyin Sun Sword Sword was defeated by Xian Qizi and Tian Jian Jian Sword Sword Sword, and they were defeated step by step. The battlefield is about to end..."
Old Liu said some sporadic news that he heard from him somewhere.
Although the teahouse business is good, it is worried all day long and will be recruited by the Immortal Sect to the battlefield from time to time. Such a life is really not something that humans can live.
"This should be a rumor."
"How can this sect sword son join forces with others?"
"How can you be willing to use Jianzi's pride?"
Someone said disdainfully.
"Tianjian Jianzi, more than 5,000 years ago, was the existence of the seriously injured dragon clan of the Tianxue Dragon Court head-on. How could he join forces with others to besiege a Daozi?"
"The Taiyin and Sun Sword is not a Taoist."
Someone refuted it.
"No, they are a Taoist."
"Then I don't know. Maybe the Tiangong Star Link World Community is of great importance. Even if Tianjian Jianzi, he has to bow his back..."
...
As the crowd was talking and talking, a long-awaited look left here.
He continued to wander, like a ghost.
"Time,"
"It's mature, it's now."
The killing in Jiang Ding's heart gradually became uncontrollable.
He could not wait to see a real Daozi, expressing his longing for many years to this Daozi, and trying to make him slaughter.
Now, there is a huge risk.
Near immortals exist.
In the alien starry sky without any constraints, the existence of near immortals may peek at everything. Many years ago, he set up a net and quietly waited for an ant to appear.
However, he no longer wanted to pay attention to such risks.
The risk exists,
Then it exists!
A mediocre life, a life without hope of becoming an immortal, is so desperate!
The Tiangong Star Link World Community Battlefield is likely to be the best battlefield within 100,000 years. Once you miss it, it is almost impossible for such an opportunity to happen again.
A ghostly figure gradually landed in the team of Taoist soldiers recruited by Leiyang Tiandi Realm, and merged with a certain sword cultivator.
He is about to set foot on the battlefield.
(This chapter ends)