Cultivation of Immortality

Gongsun Chong looked at Lang Xing and winked at him, signaling him not to agree.

At this time, Zhixia also sent a spiritual thought to Lang Xing, "When the army is fighting, victory is the most important thing. We must seize every favorable opportunity. This is not the time to talk about morality."

Yu Chan's spiritual thoughts followed closely, "We don't care about the outcome of this battle, we only care about your safety. If we can fight a weaker opponent, of course it is the best. Don't act like a hero. To Su Wan, For Xiang'er and us, your life is the most important, and glory is worthless."

Langxing looked at the fat man in the field expressionlessly. The second senior sister's words did not hit the point, but Yu Chan knew him more accurately, so he chose to remain silent. He was disdainful to avoid fighting, and taking risks was not what he wanted. Then Just let it be God’s will.

When Tian Binzi saw that Lang Xing did not express his position, he couldn't help but feel troubled. This choice would determine what kind of opponent Lang Xing would face. If it were someone else, he could choose for him, but Lang Xing's status was too high. Not to mention, Zhixia, Xiaochun, Xiao Mojun, Su Wan, Shen Qing, and even Qimu Xianzun, Yuanyang Xianzun, Zhengli Xianfei, half of the great magical powers on his side are closely related to him. In Yizhou and Wanfu Xiuyu, they only follow their lead, not to mention the great magical power of the mid-transformation feather of Shenlong. In contrast, the identity of the closed disciple of Qianxu Palace is his own decision. If it kills him , the consequences are not something he, the leader of the alliance, can bear.

"What do you think, Marshal?" As a last resort, he could only force Lang Xing to express his position.

Lang Xing smiled slightly and said, "I don't care, but it depends on the alliance leader's decision."

Tian Binzi secretly cried out in pain, this little slick guy was really free and easy, and it seemed that he had to shoulder this responsibility himself. Just when he was in trouble, five great monks from the Yanxing Sect came out of the formation and came forward to ask for a fight.

The powerful camp then made a sound of ridicule.

"Since they only have one who can fight alone, let them take the lead!"

"Let's fight together first. Who asked them to beg us?"

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Haha, shame! It seems that Dongmengzhou really has no useful talents, and they even boast that we have never seen any wizards! "

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This gave Tian Binzi an excellent opportunity. It was hard to go against what the people wanted, so he hurriedly took advantage of this enthusiasm and said to the fat envoy, "Have you heard that our soldiers are fearless? Just like you." Please, let’s fight first.”

High-pitched shouts rang out from the Nanjingzhou camp. Gongsun Chong and others frowned, secretly worried about Langxing. However, the situation was like this and they could no longer stand up to stop it. The main reason was that the other party's envoy spoke in all directions. If he didn't agree, he would be in trouble. Lack of magnanimity.

After the order of the three formations was decided, each side used a great supernatural power to set up a magic formation on the battlefield that stretched three thousand miles. Those who crossed the boundary were considered to have withdrawn from the battlefield and were not allowed to participate in the battle again.

As the eight combatants entered the battlefield, loud roars erupted from both camps.

"kill!"

"Five stars sweep across the universe day by day!"

"Nanjingzhou is mighty!"

"Eastern Nightmare Continent will destroy Nanjing Continent!"

"Three Yuan Hua is truly invincible!"

"Kill them!"

"Leave no one alive!"

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The horns and war drums sounded again, and the excited people had veins popping out on their foreheads. They gritted their teeth and stared at the battlefield, eager to put all their strength on their own fighters.

Lang Xing quietly came to Bai Xiang, who was clenching his fists, and asked in a very calm tone, "Do you have that much hatred against them?"

Bai Xiang

He glanced at his master, then at the three white-bearded old men on the other side, slowly loosened his fists and said, "Once the situation becomes the same, it will be a life-or-death battle between you and me. This is a big feud. How can we bother to identify these three people?" Hateful or not, since they are on the enemy’s side, they are enemies!”

Lang Xing nodded slightly and said, "This is what ordinary people think, so they rushed to the battlefield without hesitation and fought desperately with strangers. They were even more cruel than the enemy who killed their father. In fact, the other party was probably a person with feelings and righteousness." We are good people. We have nothing to say about protecting our family and our land." He pointed at the other camp, "But there is no guarantee that some of them were not coerced or forced to come, or like those on Puyunzhou, most of them are. He hates Nan Jingzhou deeply because he was fooled."

Bai Xiang frowned and said, "Then we must first resolve the urgent need. Treat them all as villains and kill them first. There is no room for hesitation on the battlefield."

Lang Xing nodded again and said, "Yes, but you must have a clear understanding of this in your heart, so that your mind will not be confused by hatred, and you can kill when you should kill and stop when you should stop."

"Yeah!" Bai Xiang nodded seriously.

Lang Xing then smiled evilly and said in a teasing manner, "Do you think this is what I want to teach you?"

Bai Xiang had to pull his eyes away from the battlefield, blinked twice, then looked at the excited people around him, and gradually smiled and said, "I know what you are going to say, you think I have suffered." The influence of this atmosphere has trapped me again, and I have forgotten to examine my own position, right? What I should do is not to follow them to kill in a hot-headed manner, but to stay calm and treat it with a calm mind. In this war, even if you are participating in the war, you must always stay awake, know who to fight, how to fight, and stop fighting to what extent.”

Lang Xing nodded slowly and said with emotion, "In this current atmosphere,

, it is not easy not to be affected. In my discussions with you, Master Sijia, we both believed that emotions should contain some kind of magic power. The more people there are, the stronger this kind of magic power is. The power of thought she has comprehended A very important part is to integrate the thoughts of everyone and turn them into the power of attack. Although we have not yet understood its deeper mysteries, we can already use this power with the help of various methods left by our predecessors. Recognizing this and treating it as a way for God to manipulate us will help you stay awake amidst the excitement. "

"I know! I'll go ask Uncle Sijia for advice soon."

Langxing pointed to the battlefield, "The fight has begun, and we should cheer when we should. It's not for Nanjingzhou, not for the Tianlu Alliance, but for morality, and for our peaceful life not to be disturbed by these bastards."

"Yes." Bai Xiang looked at the battlefield, his eyes no longer so fiery, replaced by calmness and calmness.

The opponent's three-element array is based on heaven, earth, and human beings as the foundation of the world, and is formed based on this. The sky is the cover, the earth is the support, and humans swim in between.

The sky emits strong energy, the earth emits evil energy, and humans emits spiritual energy. As soon as the magic circle is activated, the three kinds of magical energy will be generated. They may attack alone or attack in conjunction with each other. They are unpredictable and extremely difficult to deal with.

I saw five stars whirling in the field, black, white and gray qi, and the fight was fierce.

"Five-star opposition to the sun!"

"Galaxy Sunset!"

"The stars fall into the sun!"

The people in Nanjingzhou were shouting about Wu Xing Zhu Ri's killing moves, hoping that they would be used soon to win the battle.

The East Nightmare Continent was also shouting out the killing moves of the Three-Yuan Magic Circle, and their voices were no less loud than those on the Nanjing Continent.

Those who yelled were all monks below the middle stage of Nascent Soul who had no clue how to do anything, while the great monks were concentrating on judging the changes in the battle situation.