cannon fodder cultivator

Chapter 471

Feiyu Sword Master shouted angrily: "Thousands of swords fired together!"

Tens of thousands of small swords were densely shot at Mo Wuchang. The flash of the sword made all the onlookers' eyes dry and painful. Some people who were dozens of miles away were still on the verge of tears after being stabbed. .

The Old Dream Fairy on the other side shouted: "Troublesome waves!"

An endless ocean suddenly appeared in mid-air, surrounding them heavily. Waves of powerful waves arose on the sea, sweeping towards Mo Wuchang from all directions, as if they were about to be swept into the waves.

Just when the vast sea appeared, a burst of flying sand and rocks immediately stirred up below, making the low-level monks unable to stand still. Their bodies floated up, and they were almost sucked into the sea water.

The Yuanying monks of Xuantian Sect immediately joined forces and put up heavy protective shields to protect Xuantian Sect tightly.

In the forest outside Xuantian Sect, giant trees were crumbling, but in just a short moment they were uprooted and swept up into the air, floating on the sea and rolling with the waves.

There was only a mess on the ground, and the land was exposed, as if it had just experienced a disaster.

The onlookers couldn't help but worry about Mo Wuchang, especially the Xuantian Sect disciples, all of them were extremely nervous.

Fairy Xiyuan and Taoist Master Haokong have no intention of taking action. It is already very difficult to deal with Feiyu Sword Master's simultaneous attack of ten thousand swords, and Fairy Old Dream's stormy waves want to join forces. It is very difficult for Mo Wuchang to dodge this attack. It is almost impossible. possible.

Unexpectedly, when the two men's killing moves were in front of him, Mo Wuchang whispered: "Thousands of mountains and rivers."

The next moment, tens of thousands of small swords and waves of waves were stagnant in the air. Mountains and waters appeared in front of them, one after another. They were separated from Mo Wuchang by thousands of mountains and rivers, and they could not reach Mo Wuchang.

Dao Zun Haokong and Fairy Xiyuan in mid-air could see clearly what was going on.

The Yuanying monks of Xuantian Sect also know the reason.

The low-level monks on the ground were dumbfounded. What is going on?
The target was right in front of him, but his killing move stopped, as if he was frozen in the air.

The fighting skills of the cultivators transforming gods are indeed different. They see danger approaching, but they can easily resolve it.

Sword Master Feiyu said with a solemn expression: "When will you achieve the perfection of your artistic conception?"

Monks below the Golden Core can only use limited five-element spells. In the eyes of high-level monks, their fights are just children's play, not fighting. After all, everyone knows those spells. It just depends on which attribute each person's spiritual root uses. of spells.

Monks above the Golden Core can create their own moves or learn other moves. Just as Taoist Liuyin told Xiao Chengzi back then, the difference between Golden Core and Foundation Establishment is that one is heaven and the other is earth. Qi-refining monks can Cross-realm to kill the foundation-building monks. It is impossible for the foundation-building monks to defeat the golden elixir monks across the realm.

If it is integrated into the artistic conception, the effect of the moves will be doubled.

The eyes of the Old Dream Fairy were filled with murderous intent, "What if the artistic conception is perfect?"

The artistic conception is divided into three stages: Xiaocheng, Dacheng and Perfection.

What can be understood by oneself can only be a small success. If you want to achieve a great artistic conception, you must be lucky and have an opportunity to have an epiphany, but the chance is very low.

Generally speaking, the artistic conception relies on external objects, such as the essence of the Five Elements, but in today's Guiyuan world, the luck has declined and the essence of the Five Elements cannot be generated. It can only be found in some ancient immortal mansions or secret realms.

If you want a perfect artistic conception, you need a lot of essence of the Five Elements.

What Mo Wuchang understood was the meaning of wood, actually the meaning of perfect wood.

Mo Wuchang said: "I also want to know what happens if the artistic conception is perfect!"

Under the gaze of everyone, his aura surged, and his cultivation level also increased steadily.

Mo Wuchang's cultivation reached the Void Refining Realm in the shocked eyes of Fairy Jiumeng and others.Sword Master Feiyu said: "No! He must have used some secret method to greatly increase his strength!"

Before he could give them a chance to retreat, Mo Wuchang said: "There is a gap between heaven and earth, give me a share!"

The overwhelming greenery spread with Mo Wuchang as the center, and Fairy Jiumeng was unable to dodge and was trapped in. The two seemed to be separated in another world. Fairy Jiumeng's heart tightened. She was actually a monk above the level of refining the void. field!
Fairy Old Dream looked at Mo Wuchang angrily: "You...you are despicable and shameless!"

This secret method that violates the laws of nature can greatly increase a person's strength in a short period of time, but the price after using it is also very high!
Of course, if she wants to see the price of Mo Wuchang, she must first hold on until that time.

The Fairy of Old Dream sacrificed her natal magic weapon, the glass holy water bottle.

Fairy Jiumeng obtained a ball of water essence in the heavenly palace of the ancestor of Qingling Sect, and her artistic conception of water has also reached the Dacheng state. She is also in the middle stage of divine transformation. Although her strength is not as good as Fei Yujian Zun, she is Much more tyrannical than Fairy Xiyuan.

She held the glass holy water bottle in one hand and pressed on the glass holy water bottle with the other hand.

As she shouted, "The blue sea is overwhelming!"

The monstrous flood poured out from the glass holy water bottle, setting off waves of huge waves, which had the momentum to break through the green world.

After all, Mo Wuchang was a fake cultivator, and the whole world was shaken by the impact of the huge wave.

Mo Wuchang launched his attack without hesitation, "Spring comes out of dead wood!"

Countless densely packed branches sprouted from the feet of the Old Dream Fairy, and the huge waves washed down. These green branches stretched out enchantingly, penetrating through the waves, and their attack became a little stronger, rolling towards the Old Dream Fairy. .

The figure of the Old Dream Fairy kept flashing, and the countless branches followed her closely.

The low-level monks who were watching couldn't see clearly what was going on, but suddenly there was a big reversal. Mo Wuchang, who should have been suppressed and beaten, in turn forced Fairy Old Dream to have no way out, and everyone was extremely confused.

The Xuantian Sect disciples clenched their fists, feeling extremely nervous.

First, a disciple said in high spirits: "Kill this old witch! Xuantian Sect is not a place where she can run wild!"

Then all the disciples shouted excitedly.

"Kill her!"

"Kill her!"

But in just a moment, Sword Master Feiyu and others outside reacted immediately.

Sword Master Feiyu said: "Old Dream, we will help you break through his shackles!"

Feiyu Sword Master and Haokong Dao Master worked together to attack Mo Wuchang's domain.

Fairy Xiyuan glanced at Mo Wuchang in the field, and seeing that the other people's attention was not on her, she turned around and flew away without thinking.

The green world was crumbling under the attack of the two god-transforming monks, and Mo Wuchang had no time to care.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Mo Wuchang's mouth. His appearance changed from young to middle-aged in a short period of time. His temples were stained with a trace of frost, and his body had a sense of vicissitudes tempered by years.

He raised the green sword, and a sword shadow seemed to cut the green world in half, and slashed towards the Old Dream Fairy.

Fairy Old Dream couldn't avoid it, and watched helplessly as the sword shadow fell towards her. She wailed: "No!"

(End of this chapter)