Chapter 1289 The Treasure of Seventh Level Hedao
In the starry sky, Cyborg King's eyes were blood red, staring at the slender skeleton with murderous intent.
Huateng and Fire Leopard Three, the two emperor-level gods, also had fierce looks in their eyes. They instantly focused on the target of the Cyborg King, and each transformed into two fierce escaping lights to kill.
Their teacher is a Great Sun Sword Cultivator!
This is a terrifying monument on the path of immortality. It has a strong appeal and is a most conspicuous target. It is also the only Taoist disciple of the Immortal Sect who is willing to teach them. Therefore, everyone subconsciously imitates him and walks in the direction of the sword.
No, to be precise, he has embarked on the direction of self-destructive Dainichi Sword Cultivation!
At this time, when they really faced a foreign emperor, their eyes were blood red, the magic power in their bodies was restless and burning, and the sword intent in their souls was extremely hot.
The two evil stars had no intention of answering Cyborg King's words.
Blood River King and dozens of other cultivators followed him out.
Unlike the scattered kings of all races, they have strict military formations, strict orders and prohibitions, strict military laws, and clear superiors and subordinates. They are not as free as the kings of all races. They have distinct personal will and are always thinking about the survival of themselves and their race. I don't have or dare not have so many messy thoughts in my mind.
They are more aligned and therefore stronger.
The aura erupted by just a few dozen god-forming monks was not much weaker than that of nearly two hundred kings of all races.
boom!
Boom!
At this moment, the cannons of the Xianmen's tens of millions of levied legions and fleets burst into bright light, and fired again. Countless meteors bloomed in the sky, with the brilliance of destruction, becoming the background for the battle between the heavenly kings. For the monks who transformed themselves into gods All are extremely dangerous backgrounds.
This is the strategy customized by Xianmen Academy of Sciences for recruiting legions.
The monks formed a formation and charged. The largest number of tens of millions of legions were covered with artillery fire, providing more fierce and powerful but slightly dull fire support.
The scorching beams of light fired by the cannons of the conscripted legion fleet destroyed everything, and the flexible maneuvers of the monks who transformed into gods appeared in the starry sky at the same time.
The two cooperate with each other to show a special beauty at this moment.
The two armies met in an instant.
"Kill!"
Huateng pointed his finger, and the Thousand Mouth Bone Sword flew out, forming a dark and desolate military formation with an overwhelming aura of death.
During this period, swords fell like rain, countless skeletons were born in all directions, and countless powers gathered into the sword array, which was simply more powerful than the auras of dozens of god-transforming monks working together to kill each other.
Countless sword rains covered the Cyborg King.
"Death!"
Huo Bao San, the human emperor's son, was even more irritable.
He transformed into a flaming giant. As a mutant sword cultivator, he completely gave up on the essence and elegance of long-range combat. He was more like a berserker, walking through the Skeleton Sword Domain with a flaming sword held high, and jumped up. With the power to split Huashan Mountain, it brought down the entire flame world to suppress it.
Cyborg King was not afraid at all.
"You wait,"
"Seek death!"
He roared, and the silver-bone skeleton hundreds of feet high held up the Bone Emperor Hammer that had been passed down for countless thousands of years. Using the secret technique passed down by the Skeleton Blood Vine Demon Emperor Clan, he gathered the power of hundreds of millions of skeletons, and countless silver chains bloomed in the air. Between the sky and the earth, a rain of skeleton swords and flaming swords hit the sky.
The moment the Bone King's Hammer fell, a rain of skeleton swords filled the sky, and then they tore apart with a crunching sound like cowhide tearing. Countless skeletons disintegrated into powder, and countless bone swords flew away.
Defeat Emperor Hanafeng with one hammer!
Just as the Bone Emperor Hammer was about to show off, the flaming giant sword struck down by a flaming giant had already arrived, striking the Bone Emperor Hammer head-on with its aura much dimmed.
boom!
Countless spiritual lights exploded, the space in all directions was torn apart, and the world for hundreds of miles was about to boil.
When the aura dimmed slightly, I saw the scene inside.
Cyborg King took a step back.
The Emperor Huateng and the Third Emperor Leopard also took a step back, their eyes showing fierceness and dissatisfaction.
"Your weapon?"
Fire Leopard Three stared at the bone hammer.
"The important weapon inherited from the Imperial Clan, the Bone Emperor Hammer!" Hua Teng's eyes showed hot greed. He was not ignorant of this terrifying weapon. It was recorded in the blood inheritance.
This is a seventh-level Hedao treasure that has most of its power sealed and is exclusive to the Skeleton Blood Vine Demon Clan!
Cyborg King is really lucky!
"Emperor's son!"
"Two emperors!"
Cyborg King could not help but be shocked when he truly confirmed the strength of the two of them.
These two emperors not only possess clear emperor-level power, but also surpass him in terms of their own strength, heritage, and foundation of immortality.
In other words, if there is no Bone Emperor Hammer, even if he is at the peak of God Transformation and is two small realms higher than these two people, he is not a match for either of them!
He didn't know that this was inevitable.
In this starry sky, it is such a terrible opportunity to be taught by a Da Ri Jianzi who was born in the East Ji Demon Sect.
There is a huge gap between Wang Yeluzi and Cyborg Wang Yeluzi, who is groping alone and struggling to move forward.
Even if the Cyborg King obtained the secret treasure of the ancient Skeleton Blood Vine Demon and had a shocking opportunity, it was still inferior to this opportunity.
"Kill!"
The skeleton sword field around the flower vines has revived again, with bone swords raining down like rain, and the sword formation is continuous, possessing an immortal and terrifying energy.
The flames around Fire Leopard Three surged, and he drew his sword and charged wildly.
From the perspective of the two of them, what is in front of them is a great opportunity, a gift package that contains a large number of natural and earthly treasures, opportunities for improvement in swordsmanship, ideological and moral scores, etc., and they are unwilling to give up no matter what.
The two men once again charged forward and fought with the Steel Bone King holding the Bone King Hammer, fighting inextricably.
The surrounding battlefield looked completely different.
The Blood River King led dozens of god-transforming monks to form an army formation and charge. There were streaks of blood and light, and the sword energy was rising and dying. He was already on the verge of the realm of immortal sword energy. The sword light slashed around, cutting through all the races. The spells cast by the monks who transformed themselves into gods were invincible, and they were quite invincible.
Dozens of transformed gods were besieged by more than 200 transformed gods, but they were only slightly at a disadvantage!
"It's so happy! It's so happy!"
The Blood River King wished he could look up to the sky and roar.
His sword intent was boiling, growing, and seemed to be undergoing some changes.
More than a thousand years ago, he got a huge opportunity. The soul of Dairi Swordsman, the strongest swordsman in the realm, lived in his body and showed him the terrifying swordsmanship many times. The main reason why kendo has continued to improve over the years.
However, he has never been able to break through to the fourth level of swordsmanship. With a weak foundation, he has the fighting power of an emperor's son.
Now, the Blood River King understands.
He needs to fight and die before he can break through. Otherwise, even if he sharpens his sword skills, it will be useless and meaningless.
boom!
Boom!
At this moment, countless rays of light shone brightly, and the naval gun support from the Immortal Sect's levy legion arrived. One after another, these naval guns accurately shuttled through the gaps between the formations of the Transformation God monks, and bombarded the people who were in a stalemate with the Transformation God Heavenly Lords. On the kings of all races.
In the terrible explosion, more than a dozen kings turned into a ball of blood mist without saying a word and died instantly.
boom!
A little later, the tens of millions of coalition troops who had rushed to the battlefield also launched an attack. Some were bone arrows, some were thick stone spears, and some were huge rocks like mountain peaks... Ling Ling Zong Zong, all races have different heritages, and the attacks The speeds are different, the attack distances are different, and they are extremely chaotic, even for the powerful army.
boom!
The attacks of these chaotic military formations began to be chaotic even during the attack, and their powers canceled each other out. When the naval gun group of the Xianmen Recruitment Corps arrived, these chaotic attacks were instantly destroyed, leaving no trace left, unable to affect the battlefield.
No, there are still some.
The attacks of some coalition forces of all races fell on several kings, seriously injuring them who were unaware of them. They vomited blood and retreated suddenly. They suddenly turned around and stared at the rear with murderous eyes, eager to return and massacre for revenge.
The infantry and artillery coordination between the cultivators and the military formation is precise and elegant. It is a masterpiece of the art of war, and it is not something that can be used casually.
(End of chapter)