immortal world

Chapter 39 The Beginning of the War
The red rock platform is rarely bustling.

There are 30 immortal cultivators above the stage of distraction, and [-] immortals gather within a radius of fifty miles, and a large number of immortal cultivators are on the way to support.The Tianji stones used to replenish aura and practice were placed all over the floor.The red dust storm that was raging originally was actually rich in a lot of aura.The bright clumps of body-protecting spiritual energy go up and down with the movement of the master, making this chilling place come alive slowly.

Two hundred miles away, the angels of the West are also preparing the prelude to the attack intensively.After 5000 years of cultivation, the angels also slowly recovered.Hundreds of thousands of troops are waiting for the commander to issue an attack command.Many angels flapped their wings slowly and flew out from the cracks in space, like a drop of water gathering into the sea.

With a storage ring in his mouth, the little thing galloped among those meditating immortal cultivators. Wherever he went, there were always a few high-grade Tianji stones missing.

After being nurtured by the Tianji Stone, the speed of the little thing is getting faster and faster. Now even if Gu Linglong goes out, he may not be able to catch up to it.Moreover, it is very shrewd. Often, it will never go where the powerful immortals are, and the places it goes are among the people with weaker strength.Before those people could react, they kidnapped the Tianji Stone and ran away.

Li Chengzhu was furious.

This is much faster than refining equipment.

The little shadow thief smiled and counted the high-grade stones in his storage ring, feeling satisfied, as expected, this big boss spent a lot of money.In order to stop his mouth, he gave himself 50 yuan of top-grade stones once.

Within a few months of following this big boss, his pocket has increased nearly ten times out of thin air.

This should be put in the past, and I am not excited to death?

But now, Xiaoying will not satisfy this favor.

The big boss in front of him who is drooling and counting the high-grade stones in the storage ring does not know how much he is worth.

Xiaoying racked her brains to abduct the little thing.

If the boss dies suddenly during this war, wouldn't the little thing just follow him?Xiaoying opened her mouth but didn't say anything, her mouth shape seemed to be the words "die, die".

The horn of war finally sounded.

The Angel Legion, which had been waiting for several months, was no longer satisfied with the kind of small-scale sneak attack. When dawn broke, following the command of the commander-in-chief, [-] angels marched towards the gathering place of the cultivators as a vanguard.

The secret sentry quickly passed this discovery back to the temporary command office.

After hearing the news, Ye Zhiqiu, the commander-in-chief of the third rank cultivator, immediately ordered all the cultivators to gather to resist the provocation of the angel army.

Watching the immortal who delivered the order go down, Ye Zhiqiu patted his head dejectedly, the head that had never hurt for thousands of years actually began to ache faintly now.

In this battle, I don't know how many immortal cultivators will die.

These are the foundation of the fairy world.

Although he is a Da Luo Jinxian and a third-rank war commander, he is helpless in this war.

I hope you don't kill too many people. Although these people didn't kill them themselves, they died because of an order of their own, which is against the law of heaven.

With the long howling that resounded through the sky, the immortal cultivators finally came face to face with the angels.For a moment, flying swords and magic weapons flew over the heads of everyone.The aura of body protection was also activated to the maximum extent, trying to strive for the safest state.

Everyone understands that this is a war, and everyone understands the fate of defeat.

Everyone has the consciousness of cannon fodder.

This is just a vanguard battle!Didn't get to a real climax.

But death surrounds them all the time.If you are a little careless, you may be stabbed by the enemy who is staring at you from behind.

Immortal cultivators released their spells without hesitation, and Feijian was also under the remote control of the master, looking for loopholes in the angels.

Even the density of the red dust storm couldn't stop these spells from shining, and the entire battlefield became brightly lit.

From time to time, one or two pairs of birdman wings were cut off, and the low-level angels who lost their wings no longer had the ability to fly, and fell from the sky spinning around.Before touching the ground, the body was divided by several flying swords.

Those immortal cultivators on the ground who were weaker or were too crowded to fly to the sky vented their anger on these defeated angels.

Even the souls of the angels couldn't escape. They were trapped on the spot by the magic weapon or spell of the immortal cultivator, and then perished to the scum.

And the way of cultivating immortals against the enemy is even more direct and effective. Those who are full of blood and vitality often die negligently because they go deep into the enemy's line and cannot get the support of their companions.

At the moment before being killed in battle, he did not forget to activate the Nascent Soul to self-violent to give those self-righteous invaders a pot of bitter water to eat.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the balls of white light that could penetrate into his eyes through a red dust storm from high in the sky, tears filled his eyes.

You are the heroes!True hero!

If it weren't for the obstruction of a few followers, Ye Zhiqiu would have rushed forward with his sword in hand to kill him.

This battle is about patience, not a war that can be resolved by one person alone.Although Ye Zhiqiu also understands this truth, he still blames himself in his heart for watching those immortal cultivators die.

This time, most of the angels who came had two wings and four wings, and only a few seraphim were in charge.

And the ones dispatched by him are all immortal cultivators who have not yet become immortals.

After the seraphs went deep into the enemy's line, they tore a long hole in the dense crowd of immortal cultivators like pouring hot butter.

When they arrived, they all set off a bloodbath, and severed limbs and internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

The blood shed by the immortal cultivators added another bright red to the Red Rock Terrace.

The stimulation of death and blood did not stop the pace of both sides, but made the war more intense.

The battlefield of the cannon fodder is already so fierce, what will the real war look like?

Ye Zhiqiu was heartbroken and fell to the ground, unable to bear to see the disappearing souls one by one.

Li Chengzhu and Xiaoying's desire to count the money was interrupted by a loud noise, and they all looked at Gu Linglong suspiciously.

Gu Linglong sighed slightly and said: "It has already started. These noises are the sound of Nascent Soul's self-violence."

Everyone was shocked and opened their mouths wide.

Li Chengzhu felt as if a golden cudgel had been inserted into his heart and turned the river upside down.

If one sound meant that the Nascent Soul of a cultivator had committed suicide, it had already sounded more than a dozen times just now.

He and Xiaoying looked at each other, both of them were horrified.

The war is so cruel.

Even if the physical body of a cultivator is destroyed, as long as the Nascent Soul is still there, there is still a way to reshape the physical body, and only in the case of absolute despair will the Nascent Soul be violent.

What will this war look like, to force those people to commit suicide?
During the short time Li Chengzhu was thinking, several more explosions came to everyone's ears.

Looking at Xiaoying, Li Chengzhu slammed his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Xiaoying also had a guilty expression.

The two were still happily counting those high-grade stones just now.

Perhaps the owners of these high-grade stones have already died in battle.

Thinking of what she had done, Xiaoying walked up to Li Chengzhu with her head down, and took out the 50 yuan high-grade stone and handed it over.

Li Chengzhu curled his lips, took it and stuffed it into his storage ring, don't pull it down.

Anyway, those people may have died, so don't do it for nothing.

(End of this chapter)