Qeng Ho Mage

Chapter 287
I heard that the seniors of the Fu family actually had a late Yuanying cultivation base.

Fang Dushu's mood lifted accordingly: "Will this senior return to Hexi to help out?"

Without waiting for Qi Daoming to answer.

Fang Dushu heard a loud and clear male voice from behind: "He only has 100 years left in his lifespan, and he is trying to hit the stage of becoming a god at any cost. He has already left everything else behind, let alone the Hexi War, even if it is a talisman." He will not come back even if his family is overthrown."

Fang Dushu turned his head and looked, only to see a burly male cultivator with a young appearance, showing his figure from the water behind, and striding in the air, he escaped to the sky above the dojo, and floated down beside several Nascent Soul Patriarchs.

"Fellow Daoist Fu Lu is here!"

"Fellow Daoist Fu Lu is polite!"

This burly male cultivator is the patriarch Fu Lu of Hou Panzong, and also the number one leader of all sects in the Li Kingdom.

He pays attention to his appearance, his appearance has been carefully cared for, and he keeps his youthful appearance all year round.

First, he nodded to several Yuanying patriarchs, then glanced at Fang Dushu, and asked Qi Daoming with a smile: "Brother Daoming once said that he wants to find a powerful guardian for the Hinayana demon body, is it this little fellow Taoist?"

Qi Daoming cupped his hands towards Patriarch Fu Lu: "Brother Fu is right, he is Fang Dushu, the new literary master of the Zhenwen School, if the Gouye people come to attack, he will climb the bridge to help."

Patriarch Fu Lu looked at Fang Dushu again, his eyes showed a strange color, as if he was surprised by Fang Dushu's cultivation base that had just advanced to the golden core stage.

Compared to the high-intensity battle of attacking the bridge, Fang Dushu's cultivation was too weak. He could be singled out to serve as the striker of the bridge. Either he had supernatural powers or was different from Qi Changzhen unusual intimacy.

Patriarch Fu Lu tended to the latter judgment, he believed that Fang Dushu took the risk because of friendship.

At this moment, Qi Daoming has no intention of talking with Patriarch Fu Lu.

His face became serious, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at the left and right defense areas of the Panshi Bridge, only to see Grandma Sunflower of the Sanhua Sect and Ancient Monk Wanglei of the Xiaoyuan Temple, all coming from the rear waters and landing on their respective pillar altars .

These two people, like Patriarch Fu Lu, both have the mid-Yuanying cultivation base, and they are both leaders of the Hexi Three Kingdoms.

Just now Qi Daoming said to Dushu that once the battle of climbing the bridge breaks out, the three leaders will show up. At this time, the three leaders have all climbed the bridge, which means that the offensive of the Gouye coalition is about to start.

as predicted.

Not long after the three leaders landed on the bridge, the thundercloud in the distance began to move towards the Panshi Bridge with overwhelming power.

At the same time, the flag fleet below the thunderclouds also sailed forward in unison.

This change immediately attracted the attention of all the monks stationed on the bridge.

"They're here!"

In fact, no matter Hexi or Brother Gouye, their moods became extremely tense in an instant, and a bloody battle related to the fate of all of them had already begun.

Who lives and who dies, who wins and who loses?
No one can predict the ending.

Now the only thing they can do is fight.

Lei Yun and the fleet traveled more than ten miles away from the Panshi Bridge, and stopped neatly on the river.

Looking around, there are hundreds of Gouye people's warships. These ships are huge, each of which is a hundred feet long, and has several layers of cabins. There are at least hundreds of Gouye monks in the cabins.

However, although there are many monks on each warship, most of them are disciples of the Qi training period, and the main force of the battle is the monks of the Foundation Establishment period, and a Saint Master Gouye of the Jindan period is in command.

On average, the capacity of each warship is equivalent to a branch of the Hexi factions.

These boats can not only sail on the river, but the hulls are all sealed with flight restrictions. If there is an emergency, the disciples in the Qi training period can also control the hulls to take off and escape from the sky.

As the fleet approached, Fang Dushu felt an invisible pressure hit his face. Facing such a horrifying scene, no matter how calm a monk was, he would inevitably feel nervous.

Fang Dushu took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He glanced at each of the Gouye people's warships one by one, and calculated the opponent's strength in his mind. From the visual comparison, the total number of Gouye coalition forces was roughly equivalent to that of the monks stationed on the bridge.

The monks stationed on the bridge this time are not only from various factions in Hexi, but also monks from aristocratic families and casual monks from major cities in the Three Kingdoms.

In addition, there are a large number of Hexi monks who are scattered and guarding the main altars of various factions and the fortresses of various cities in the Three Kingdoms. If the battle to attack the bridge is too fierce and there are too many casualties, they can still replenish troops from various places to enter the bridge.

And all the combat power of the Gouye coalition army has been gathered in the fleet. They are working on an expedition, and there is no way to resupply.

This is also the foundation of Hexi's world of cultivating immortals. After all, they are on the defensive side, and they naturally have a geographical advantage.

A total of tens of thousands of monks from both sides faced each other in a narrow area of ​​a hundred miles.

Surprisingly, the two sides kept silent tacitly. All the monks kept their mouths tightly shut and looked at each other across the surging river without making a sound.

Except for the sound of wind and running water, there was no noise at the scene.

Just looked at each other for a stick of incense time.

A middle-aged monk in a green robe suddenly flew out of a flagship warship at the front of the fleet.

This person is tall and tall, with a long beard and beautiful beard, and his face is majestic and dignified.

He flew forward alone for several miles, facing the direction of the Panshi Bridge, looking at the densely packed Hexi monks on the bridge from a distance, accumulating mana, and shouting loudly: "My name is Chi Mitian!"

His cultivation has reached the mid-Yuanying stage.

Earlier, Qi Daoming introduced to Fang Dushu that there were four Nascent Soul mid-term leaders and commanders in this Gouye coalition invasion, one of them was from the Liumang Temple, and the remaining three were from the six royal families.

The middle-aged man with a beautiful beard immediately introduced his own background.

He continued to shout: "This time, my Gouye army came to Hexi to recover the lost Youshui oven! You Hexi people did not abide by the oath 3000 years ago and snatched the oven without promise, but I, Gouye The monk is magnanimous and willing to give you a chance to make up for your mistakes!

As the head of the Liumang Temple, I promise you that as long as you hand over half of the Sanhe ovens, the Gouye warship will retreat and return to the homeland of Tianjuemo, and the flames of war will be extinguished here. ! "

He shouted here, paused, and eased his breath.

Even with his mana in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it is not easy for his voice to reach the ears of hundreds of thousands of people.

Under the attention of all the people, his face froze, and he said again: "If you insist on resisting, you must pay the price for your greed and betrayal. Back then, Hexi Guxiu joined forces with my ancestor Gouye to destroy Tongtian Demon Kingdom. You got the treasure of the demon country in Hexi, and I got the Youshui oven from Gouye, now that you have taken away the oven, don’t blame me, Gouye’s army, to come to revenge, and let the Hexi region suffer a lot of life!"

After saying these words, the hundreds of warships behind him suddenly shouted loudly, and the monk Gouye on board seemed to be encouraged and started shouting in unison.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

It's a way to boost morale, but it's also a means of offense.

The monks are blessed with mana, and tens of thousands of people shouted in unison when they cast their mana, and the sound waves gathered together can produce shocking shocking power.

Once this force enters the Panshi Bridge, those low-level qi-training stage monks guarding their positions on the bridge will be frightened to the point of tearing their livers and gallbladders, and their will to fight will be directly destroyed. dead body on the spot.

Even some foundation-building monks may be startled by the shouts of killing, causing their minds to collapse and lose their positions.

This is also the reason why Chi Mitian, the elder of the temple, came out alone to call the battle.

Of course he wasn't talking about peace in good faith. Gouye's army had already arrived at Hexi, and they would definitely return with a full reward. Even if the Hexi cultivator agreed to his conditions and was willing to hand over half of the Sanhe ovens, it was impossible to exchange for peace.

In fact, the two sides had already started a confrontation a few years ago. Once the battle started, it would bear fruit. If they couldn't plunder enough benefits, what was the point of working so hard for nothing?
However, in such a large-scale battle of tens of thousands of coalition forces, combat strategies and skills, morale and fighting spirit can all have a vital impact on the battle situation.

After all, the Gouye people came on an expedition. Although they were well-known as soldiers, they appeared to be trying to get back the lost Youshui oven, but their actions were actually invading another world of cultivating immortals. Many Gouye monks did not have a firm will to fight.

In order to mobilize the momentum of the Gouye people to attack the bridge, Chi Mitian also hit the determination of the monks stationed on the bridge by the way, and this is the motivation before the battle.

Seeing that the shouts of killing were already loud.

Suddenly, there was a howling sound like thunder on the ground.

The whistling sound erupted from the central pillar altar in the Great Liang defense area at the northern end of the Panshi Bridge.

Just listening to the ancient monk Wanglei from Xiaoyuan Temple, he exerted all his magic power and displayed the Buddhist Vajra Roar supernatural power. With his own strength, he suppressed the shouts of tens of thousands of people on the opposite side.

His old but loud voice sounded through the air: "The ovens of the Gouye people were taken away by the Tongyou River, and it has nothing to do with my Hexi monks. If you want to recover the ovens, you can go to the snowfield and sneak into Tongyou. Long rivers of searching are guaranteed to find all of them, and even a single oven will not be lost!

If you don’t want to look for it, but want to snatch my Hexi oven, you are going the wrong way. In the past, your ancestor Gouye fell under the Panshi Bridge, and his corpse was under your warship. If you insist on going your own way, you will still You will repeat the mistakes of your ancestors! "

He is a great monk, surrounded by mostly monks from Xiaoyuan Temple. The monks pay attention to the four elements, and they act a little dull, and they don't know how to shout and kill.

As for the disciples of other sects, because they are far away from the monks, they can't get any infection, and they can't shout, so they all stare and listen to the old monk Wanglei's refutation.

On the central formation altar near Dali and Dayong sects, the leader Fulu Patriarch and Granny Sunflower saw this, and they were all ready to relay the ancient monk Wanglei and speak some words to boost morale, but at this time, the elder of the temple Chi Mitian No longer intend to give them a chance.

"go with!"

Chi Mitian raised his arms high and swung forward, the thunderclouds in the sky moved accordingly, gliding for more than ten miles in the air, and then hovered in the sky above the magic circle at the end of the bridge.

He flipped his palm again, and made a movement of pressing down on the void, and the thunder cloud immediately burst out loudly, making a 'crackling' explosion.

A moment later, the light in the thundercloud flashed suddenly, and dense golden thunder patterns condensed, crashing down and bombarding the square military vehicles below.

As a monk in the mid-stage Nascent Soul, he unceremoniously took the lead, trying to use the power of the thunder array to blast the first line of defense of the Panshi Bridge in one fell swoop.

The square military vehicle sensed the fall of the golden thunder, and the billowing devilish energy that originally filled the surroundings of the vehicle instantly gathered and transformed into a majestic giant phantom.

This giant phantom is more than ten feet high, with two horns on its head, and its whole body is composed of blurred black mist, but a pair of eyes reveal a dark red blood color, scattering a terrifying blood halo beam.

After it appeared, it entrenched in the sky above the square military vehicle, and roared at the falling golden thunder. It looked very powerful, but when the golden thunder struck its head, it seemed to be destroyed, causing cracks like shattered mirrors to appear on its head.

At this moment, the tens of thousands of monks stationed on the bridge were all staring at the giant phantom. Seeing the fragility of the phantom, they all sighed in their hearts. The phantom might not last long, and would soon be torn apart by the golden thunder.

Fang Dushu was also worried. He couldn't help asking: "Is the power of the five virtues so strong? The Hinayana demon body can't even block a single blow?"

"Don't panic!"

Qi Daoming said without changing his face: "The Five Virtues God Thunder can indeed dispel the evil energy of the Hinayana demon body, but this Hinayana demon body is not what it used to be!"

Fang Dushu looked at it intently, and found that there were strips of black lightning suddenly bursting out from the crack in the head of the giant phantom.

He recognized it at a glance, and said in his heart: "Zhuxian Shendian!"

The black lightning was as dense as knitting, and emerged like a tide, instantly covering the giant's shadow. Looking from a distance, it was like an electric cage, tightly entangled the ten-foot-tall monster's body.

The golden thunder struck on the electric cage and issued a 'Kaka! 'The sound of the tremor, where the thunder and lightning struck, sputtered pieces of sparks, and formed a chaotic airflow, which violently impacted in all directions, and the river below was rolled by the waves, like a tsunami.

Jin Lei and Hei Dian confronted each other.

Don't wait for them to decide the winner.

The giant phantom swung its arm fiercely, forming a long and narrow magic chain on its arm, and suddenly threw it forward, making a crisp sound, and piercing the air to attack Chi Mitian.

The chain was densely covered with lightning, and the speed of escape was extremely fast. Chi Mitian had no time to dodge, but he did not rush, forming a halo of light around his body instantly.

When the magic chain wraps around the upper body, it is just blocked by the light circle.

Chi Mitian immediately pinched his fingers again, ready to take advantage of the situation and teleport away.

Unexpectedly, at this time, in a magic circle below the altar of the Dali Kingdom, Master Xuan Jin, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly cast a spell, and released a dark red blood sword from the magic circle, which flew out like an arrow.

The blood sword had just started, and Qi Daoming on the altar swept his cuffs again, and attached a sword energy to the sword body. After the two methods combined, the blood sword teleported directly through the air, spanning the river for more than ten miles, and hit the red sword in the middle. Mitian's face.

Sensing the attack of the violent sword force, Chi Mitian hummed in a low voice, and quickly dodged sideways. Although he finally avoided the assassination by the sword force, there was still a smear of bright red on his arm.

He suddenly let out a strange cry, flipped away in the air, and didn't dare to rush in alone, and quickly fell back to the flagship warship.

(End of this chapter)