Longevity begins with loose cultivation

"Clang clang clang!"

The alarm bell rang loudly.

In the quiet room, Lu Zhong's expression changed and he opened his eyes.

"Is it finally here?"

In the direction of the coast outside the window, pillars of blood-red light soared into the sky.

This is the alarm signal sent by the scouts ahead.

It shows that the Green Spirit Race is already crossing the sea to invade.

After a while, Lu Zhong appeared in Yinjiange.

After hearing the alarm bell, the high-ranking monks in Hidden Sword Valley gathered here one by one, with solemn faces and anxious moods, waiting for the order from the Taoist guard.

At this time, Lu Zhong moved his gaze to the door.

A monk just entered there, a middle-aged man with a beard.

This person is Lord Long Le.

A formation mage who is considered to affect the success or failure of Hidden Sword Valley.

To be honest, until now, Lu Zhong didn't think that a Nascent Soul Formation Master could really affect the battle situation.

After all, when the battle is heating up, the big formation can't provide much. Usually it is a resistance for a while, and then it will be broken by the enemy's army. The next hand-to-hand combat is the key to the real decision of the outcome.

Furthermore, the trend of a battle is usually determined by high-ranking monks.

If the cultivators of Lianxu and Huashen at the top are defeated, no matter how hard the Nascent Soul and Jiedan below, they will be powerless to change the overall situation.

Although he was not optimistic, Lu Zhong decided to send an avatar to help him in the later battle.

Quan regards it as an idler.

While thinking, there were footsteps outside the door.

Amidst the trembling of spiritual perception, a young man in white armor suddenly appeared.

It was the Taoist stone protector whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

At this moment, his image has changed a lot compared to before, not only in military uniform.

On its cheeks, there are more black secret lines.

"I've seen the guardian stone commander!"

Taoist Hushi took the post of governor, commanding the direction of Yinjian Valley, so at this moment, no matter the monks of the coalition army or the monks of the Dao League among them, they all called him by this.

Lu Zhong bowed, and like the others, he calmly saluted the visitor.

"Exemption."

The stone guard walked up to the hall, his eyes were condescending, and he looked at everyone in the hall expressionlessly, especially when he passed Lu Zhong, he paused for a while, then looked forward, and said:
"Nonsense, I won't say more."

"According to the content of the previous military discussion, all ministries will set off immediately, and the Green Spirit Clan army must be stopped."

"Otherwise, the empty Holy Dao Mountain Immortal City in the rear is very likely to be destroyed by the flames of war. What will be the consequences of losing the cross-boundary teleportation array? I think you all know it well!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lu Zhong and pondered for a while:

"Lu Daotai, since you were not present during the previous military meeting, your position was not assigned in the battle formation. In the upcoming battle, I authorize you to play by ear."

"Yes, thank you Dudu!"

Lu Zhong cupped his hands, feeling so happy in his heart.

The other party's arrangement was most likely out of prudence, because he was not familiar with his strength, so he did not modify the previous arrangement to prevent the battle formation from being disrupted.

However, this is exactly what Lu Zhong wanted.

Instead of participating in battles of the same level, it is better to bully those low-level opponents.

What's more, he is an essential Dharma cultivator.

One-on-one, limited play.

Only in the face of the army can the power of spells be fully exerted.

Just when the coalition forces were dispatched, the sporadic fighting in the Pyroxene Strait had completely ended.

On the other side of the strait, the Green Spirit Tribe camped in camp.

"boom!"

An old man in black robes with green hair and a hooked nose threw out the dead body of an immortal cultivator in his hand, pointed to the wound between his chest and abdomen, and said to the direction of the inner tent:

"These immortal cultivators are very difficult to deal with, and the leader is no less than me. There have been dozens of casualties ahead. Holy Son, it seems that the liars of the Golden Spirit Clan have lied to us again."

"Mu Ming, don't worry about these details."

In the hall, a giant man with a pair of green sharp horns on his head, a face full of ink patterns, and a burly man with his upper body exposed raised his eyelids slightly, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth, and said with a light smile:

"Don't you see that, this is just an opportunity, as long as we can defeat this group of immortal cultivators, we will be able to set foot on the Ancestral Continent as a matter of course. Besides, if the Jinling clan can't resist, so can we."

"So, not only must we fight this battle, but we must also do our best."

The giant man got up from his seat, took down a large flag embedded with gemstones from the side, and handed it to the old man in black robe.

"Hold my banner and lead the swarm of flies to sweep the coast. Make sure not to set up an ambush for Xianxiu, so as to prevent the defeat of Gongshui from happening here!"

The battle of Gongshui was the first battle between Xianxiu and the Jinling Empire after landing in this world.

It happened at the foot of the formerly known as "Zhaitian Peak" and today's Shengdao Mountain.

Facing unknown opponents and relatively backward tactics, the Jinling army was led into the phantom formation, and as a result, tens of thousands of people were wiped out, giving Xianxiu a chance to gain a firm foothold and build the fairy city of Shengdao Mountain.

"Please rest assured, Holy Son!"

The old man in black robe took over the banner and promised.

After a while, there was a loud flapping of wings.

Tens of thousands of blowfly swarms flew into the sky with the flag.

The momentum is mighty, and it goes straight to the opposite coast.

Looking at the South Cape.

At this moment, Lu Zhong was standing on the rock.

Right now, it is still the vanguard stage.

It was still a little time before the two armies collided.

There is a partial army behind him, most of them are recruits who have just been trained by the Bingbei Dao, and are formed by Bingbei Dao monks as the backbone.

A lot of shooting cloud crossbows were issued, which had a certain ability to resist air threats. When evacuating the coastal population in the rear, they were responsible for resisting the harassment of small enemy forces until the evacuation was completed.

Because of this, Lu Zhong, who is the chief officer of the military preparation system, will appear here.

Since you can help everywhere, of course it is best to help your subordinates.

On the side, the subordinate Yu Ming was speaking, explaining the information of the Green Spirit Clan.

The Green Spirit Clan is one of the hundreds of clans in the Little Spirit World.

Like other spirit races, they also have special talents. Not only can they absorb the aura of heaven and earth, develop a body of brute force comparable to Xuanxiu, but they can also communicate with those wild beasts with amazing strength in the forest sea, and use this to tame the imperial beasts. Make.

Among them, the most successful one is naturally the Wing Jiao.

Today, the Wing Jiao has almost become a symbol of the Green Spirit Race.

Lu Zhong has also seen the image of Yijiao.

This thing is not so much a jiao, but actually has nothing to do with a jiaolong. Although its strength can reach the fusion stage and touch the upper limit of this world's strength, it is actually just a flying snake with wings and feathers all over its body.

But it's just such a creature that cooperates with the brute force of the Green Spirit Race.

Surprisingly, a qualitative change can take place!

According to speculation.

Even the weakest White Winged Flood Dragon Knight can compete with Nascent Soul evenly.

Further up is the Yellow Winged Jiao.

Can be an enemy of God.

There are also Red Wing Jiao and Green Wing Holy Jiao.
But these high-level combat powers, he probably won't be able to encounter them.

After all, at the end of the battle, the high-level combat power of both sides is often equal. It is impossible for one side to clearly overwhelm the other, otherwise the battle will not be fought at all. If it really happens, it will end with one side crushing and destroying the other.

".Speaking of the holy son of the Green Spirit Tribe, his name is 'Tourmaline'. This person has little talent and has demonstrated his abilities more than once.

Therefore, it is regarded as another hero of the Green Spirit Clan after the Green Lord, who will lead the Green Spirit Clan to the throne.Daotai, if there are no accidents in this battle, the person sitting opposite should be the Holy Son. "

When Yu Yuming said this, his face became serious.

According to the seized classics of the Jinling clan, a great war also took place in the Pyroxene Strait 30 years ago.

At that time, the Jinling Empire, although old and decayed, like ants eating rotten wood, still retained its former glory. However, such an elite army was still in the strait and suffered a disastrous defeat unseen in thousands of years.

"I know, it's the battle of the green disaster."

Lu Zhong remembered that this was the stage battle of the Green Spirit Clan.

Classic less is more.

After this battle, everyone in the world marveled at the fighting power of the Winged Dragon Knight.

It is precisely because of this that the reputation of the Winged Flood Dragon Knight of the Green Spirit Race and the Saint Child Tourmaline has been achieved.

Suddenly, the distant sea darkened.

The sea breeze was blowing, in addition to the smell, it also sent a low-pitched humming and flapping sound that irritated the eardrums.

This is the sign of the Green Eldar scout, the fly rider.

"There are guests here."

Lu Zhong smiled lightly, and waved his hand to tell all the monks not to make a move.

He was going to show off his strength.

Sometimes, blindly hiding clumsiness is not a good idea.

Only by showing yourself can you get enough attention.

Lu Zhong was still thinking about changing the outcome of the battle of Hidden Sword Valley, so it became necessary to strive for more attention and gain more right to speak.

In contrast, pretending to be a pig and eating old people is more, just to satisfy personal vanity.

Can only be used as a pastime when bored.

According to his will, the sky began to change.

To arouse the power of heaven and earth, it is inevitable to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth.

Compared with before, it is much easier to mobilize Lu Zhong, who is Yangshen's progress, even if he doesn't use the Thunder Ling Xuanguang magical power, he can still create an astonishing storm on the sea.

The sea area hundreds of miles away was affected, and was instantly shrouded in a pitch-black rain curtain.

Occasionally, thunder can be seen flashing.

The icy sea breeze whizzed in, blowing the golden flag into a fluttering sound, adding a few traces of rust to the original sea smell.

Seeing this scene, all the monks were filled with envy and fear.

With such an astonishing celestial phenomenon, the swarm of green spirit clan flies attacking, I am afraid that they will suffer heavy losses.

This is indeed the case.

When Mu Ming led a swarm of flies across the sea with a banner, he suddenly encountered such a storm, and within a short time, half of the flies were swept away by the storm.

In the midst of monstrous waves and thunderstorms, the swarm of flies continued to lose, which made his heart bleed and at the same time filled with anger.

"Such a sudden change in the celestial phenomena must be caused by the Immortal Transformation Immortal."

Following Mu Ming's cry, a dozen figures ignored the storm, passed through the storm and the chaotic swarm of flies, and gathered beside him, most of them were white-winged dragons, only Mu Ming and the leader of the swarm of flies rode Yellow Wing Jiao.

But without exception, all of them were wearing solid armor.

"Squad Wing Jiao, attack with me!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

"Om-"

Before hearing this sound, a pillar of thunder pierced the air and fell.

Impartially, it landed right in the middle of the fly swarm.

After being hit by this blow, the fly swarm, which was already seriously injured, lost a lot of staff in an instant.

Thunder and lightning ionized the air, and a hazy glow appeared, illuminating the ugly faces of the survivors. They knew that there was big trouble.

If there is no accident, there must be an immortal cultivator who is proficient in magic on the coast, waiting for them to approach.

Seeing this scene, Mu Ming clenched his teeth.

"Squad Wing Jiao, attack with me!"

Lu Zhong looked into the distance, the dozens of huge shadows flying towards the coast that broke through the rain curtain, and the knights several feet high above them, his expression became dignified.

This is the first time I have fought against Yi Jiao, although I have known it before, but it is still not counted on paper, and only by fighting in person can I know its strength.

Instructing Yu Yuming to deal with the threat of the fly swarm and the white-winged jiao on his own, Fang Shengkong meets the enemy.

Considering that it was one against two, Lu Zhong did not rush forward rashly.

First out of the star mirror, and then out of the seven-color dragon flag.

Then came the lightning rod.

The three treasures come out together, which shows his caution.

After finishing these, Lu Zhongcai raised his hand and released three thunder guns, shining mirror light, as a test.

But whether it is the thunder gun or the Lingbao mirror light.

As soon as it bumped into the winged dragon, it immediately made a muffled sound, and it couldn't cause effective damage to them, it could only burn a small area of ​​feathers, and for a giant of a hundred feet, even the skin trauma Not really.

Just when he was disappointed, the two knights on Wing Jiao's back, after noticing the injury of their partner, suddenly raised their lances high and muttered something at the same time.

A difficult-to-pronounce incantation quickly came out from the mouths of these two people.

I saw green light surging, circles of ripples emanating from the lance, and spread to the winged dragon, covering the wound in a blink of an eye.

Only three or two strokes, the winged Jiao is intact.

"It seems that there are really two brushes!"

Seeing this situation, Lv Zhong thought it was good to be cautious, otherwise he might suffer a loss.

Glanced down.

Thanks to his previous storm, the two sides are now in balance.

Faintly, Xianxiu still has the upper hand.

Obviously there is no need to be distracted.

As soon as Lu Zhong made a tactic, the lightning-leading needle turned into golden light and shot out. At the same time, with a slight tremor, dense golden sword shadows were formed.

At this time, the two winged dragon knights were accelerating rapidly.

Yijiao's huge wings flashed, and a huge storm was immediately rolled up, and the speed became faster and faster because of this.

After a while, the second rider bumped into dense sword shadows.

An astonishing scene appeared, and they smashed it directly.

Lu Zhong was surprised, and couldn't help but look carefully, only to find that green light was emerging from the body of the Green Spirit Race, which was connected with the Wing Jiao, or the opposite.

Through this, they obtained a means of protection similar to the body-protecting qi, and the strength was surprisingly amazing, so that they could even smash the shadow of the thunder sword without hurting themselves at all.

"Sure enough, there are hundreds of clans in the spirit world, each with its own characteristics!"

Lu Zhong praised secretly, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all.

He was very experienced in dealing with the Iron Turtle.

Nothing more.

Grinding, cutting, and dragging are just three-character formulas.

In this regard, cultivators of Huashen have a great advantage.

Just like now, Lu Zhong is already relying on Yangshen, constantly absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth to restore the depleted mana, and at the same time throwing spells of various sizes, forcing the opponent to either dodge or have to resist hard.

Without even using his air, he successfully restrained the second cavalry.

But at this time, Mu Ming's face showed a stern look, and the other arm that was not holding the gun suddenly crushed the green stone in his hand.

After the inaudible breaking sound.

A green screen suddenly opened!

Once again, Lu Zhong experienced the feeling of being suppressed by the law.

Although not as good as the dark sun of Huangquan, the suppressing force is still strong, which greatly weakened his strength, from the mid-stage of transformation to the edge of transformation, almost falling back to the peak of Yuanying.

"Heretic!"

This thought came to his mind.

As if echoing, the beheading sword in the body trembled.

(End of this chapter)