The Earth Conquers All Worlds

Feng Nu is indeed a well-known Golden Core cultivator, once he made up his mind, he never hesitated, when Yuan Qianjun and others entered the attack range, a destructive purple sky thunder directly directed towards Yuan Qianjun who formed a battle formation below Wait for someone to crash down!

"Master Uncle of Baicao Sect, save me..." Zhou Bihu shouted, with a look of despair.

Boom!

Roar!

In Yuan Qianjun's hand appeared a dark Fangtian painted halberd, his eyes shot out an inch of black light, and a set of armor covered with terrifying spikes appeared all over his body.

He roared wildly, his black hair and cloak danced wildly, and the two black filaments at the corners of his eyes swung wildly backwards, like demons like ghosts, and then he swung Fang Tian's painted halberd forward with both hands.

The breath of the battle formation was united as one, the ten or so people behind him, and the one hundred and twenty people behind the ten or so people, a total of more than one hundred and thirty monks at the Qi Refining Stage waved their weapons upwards at the same time!

Simultaneously with this, the phantom of the black demon god in the center of the battle formation suddenly opened his eyes, revealing dark red eyeballs, holding the sky-splitting halberd, as if taking a piece of heaven and earth to strike down on the thunder of the nine gods piercing down from the nine heavens.

Kacha~

Unsurprisingly, even though this blow was just a random strike by a monk at the top of the golden core to seal his anger, it reached the level of a full-strength strike by a monk at the middle stage of the golden core.

Like a purple magic sword slashing tofu, the black halberd at the top shattered first, and then the red-eyed demon god phantom turned into light and shadow bubbles and dissipated in the air. Most of the remaining power bombarded more than 130 people On the battlefield.

"Condensation!"

The dark shield lit up under Yuan Qianjun's low drink, protecting the entire team in an attempt to block Purple Thunder's attack again.

With a bang, the black shield shattered like fragile and light glass, and the purple thunder blasted at the corner of the player battle formation below, and then affected all players under the power of the battle formation.

"ah!"

There was a scream in the purple light, and in a blink of an eye, more than a hundred players in the Qi refining period were turned into coke. The worst player didn't even have coke left, and the rest were seriously injured and unable to fight any more. , the entire majestic Heavenly Demon battle formation immediately collapsed, showing the absolute dominance of the world except for the high-level immortal cultivators.

Yingyingyanyan, the crisp and sweet screams did not bring any fluctuations to Zhao Shi's hard heart, nor did he have any clever ideas to show his strategy to the loser.

Under the signal of his eyes, before Feng Nu's blow landed, the purple light in his hand was shining, and a more terrifying purple thunder appeared in Feng Nu's hand again.

"Zhao Shi, can you come and tell me, don't you even dare to see me?"

Yuan Qianjun's face was scorched black, and the set of hideous spiked armor that appeared became pitted, and more than half of the black cloak was damaged, and he no longer had the heroic appearance and invincible power before.

Zhao Shi sneered in his heart. He was convinced by Yuan Qianjun's strength. Even if he exposed his hole card that he hadn't revealed even if he was almost killed by Bai Gu and Jiang Hua before, the characteristics of the heavenly skills could not be used on the battlefield at all. He defeated Yuan Qianjun who led more than 60 Qi-refining monks.

Of course, Yuan Qianjun can't even try to catch up with him.

At the same time, one of the sky-level exercises focuses on individual combat, and the other focuses on group combat. Facing Zhao Shi head-on is naturally no match. However, as long as Zhao Shi is willing to procrastinate, poison, sneak attack, and destroy their logistics, he can drag Yuan Qianjun's team to death within two or three years.

It's just that this is an ending that hurts both sides, and Zhao Shi will naturally not adopt such a stupid method unless it is absolutely necessary.

Today, the original army and even Zhou Bihu were killed, and then they went to the Vajra Sect. The Baicao Sect killed the revived two guild leaders more than a dozen times. After a few years of waiting, there was a terrifying gap between the two sides. This southern region, It's Nanyu with the surname Zhao!

There were nine thoughts in his mind, but there was no hesitation in the kung fu in his hands. With a bang, the sound of the previous thunder was still in his ears, and a new thunder struck down again on Zhou Bihu, who was already seriously injured and unable to resist.

"I remember this!"

Yuan Qianjun gritted his teeth, thinking that he was very confident when he came, thinking that he could join all the player groups in the Southern Region,

Although Zhao Shi and his ilk are jumping around, they are nothing more than a mantis holding a chariot.

The fact is also the same, if this person hadn't borrowed the strength of the Golden Core cultivator, how could they have failed miserably this time?

Naturally, he would not accuse Zhao Shi of being despicable and using all means in war. This time, they formed a generation gap with each other in cooperation with the Jindan cultivator, which caused such serious consequences, which is only natural.

Yuan Qianjun closed his eyes in pain. He knew that since Zhao Shi dared to fight out brazenly, he must have been fully prepared. It didn't mean that he died once and it was over. The Vajra Sect must have made some arrangements.

Even though he had ordered the people at the headquarters of the Diamond Gate to evacuate, it was only causing some trouble for the other party.

'Three years... or longer, when the guilds in other domains develop, I will rise again. Cultivating immortals is not a one-year journey, but a journey of thousands of years. I can afford to lose this time. '

"My Grass"

Zhou Bihu couldn't help but swear, it wasn't her business, it was Yuan Qianjun's business, now she's involved, right? She doesn't want to form a gap of several years or even ten years with others.

The two of them closed their eyes almost at the same time, feeling extremely desperate in their hearts, and they ended up like this with a careless move.

"Stop it for now..."

A dreamy voice like bright moonlight sounded, and then a purple shadow flashed past and stopped the two of them, and the purple veil fluttered in her hands, precisely blocking the purple thunder.

"Uncle Meng!"

Zhou Bihu was almost weeping with joy, she stepped forward and bowed profusely. She had looked down on the Golden Core cultivators in her heart, and instantly adjusted her attitude. She was not qualified to look down on the Golden Core cultivators.

Yuan Qianjun also showed ecstasy, is Baicao Sect going to intervene in this matter?

Zhao Shi looked gloomyly at the purple-clothed woman who suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Bihu and Yuan Qianjun. She was wearing a purple palace attire, her skin was creamy, and she was wearing a purple face scarf, revealing only a pair of big hazy eyes like crescent moons in a well. Her long hair was scattered around her waist like a waterfall, and she was surrounded by long red silk, which easily blocked the purple thunder that was equivalent to a full-strength attack by a middle-stage Jindan monk just now.

The most noticeable thing is the dreamy and hazy aura emanating from his whole body, which makes people involuntarily intoxicated. When this woman first appeared, even Feng Nu's eyes flickered slightly.

"It's just that in the early stage of Jindan, the immortal cultivator who is still inclined to attack mentally, can definitely be able to attack with all his strength..."

Zhao Shi's murderous heart was not affected in any way, and he didn't show it at all on the surface, but secretly transmitted his voice to Feng Nu in his heart, his voice was so cold that it could almost freeze people's hearts.

Just a little bit, damn you.

"I'm afraid it won't work. This girl is a direct disciple of Yuanying, named Fairy Mengling... I don't even dare to attack him, let alone anything else. Why is she here?"

Feng Nu was very troubled, he could naturally understand Zhao Shi's meaning, but how dare he touch Yuan Ying's direct disciples at all?

You must know that the small sects of the Baiyun Sect can survive because of the righteousness against the Tianmo Sect and the restraint between the three Nascent Soul Sects. If he didn't know good from bad, and dared to take the initiative to provoke the Nascent Soul cultivator, no one would say anything even if he was hacked to death on the spot, they would only think that he had lost his mind and went crazy, and he deserved it.