Chapter 104: Ancient Immortal Magical Powers (First Update)

Crashed, the input method is updated early in the morning, and then the screen is flashing when typing, and it is impossible to code. I searched online for a long time before I found the solution... I was speechless, and by the way, what functions do you do with so many messy cloud computing embedded in the input method? It can't be used!

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The green-clothed man was thin and described as clear and energetic. The Taoist slowly walked to Bai Qi and nodded to Han Xin on the distant mountain with a smile. A three-chapter-tall body was covered with golden qilin swallowing armor. The three-eyed god man holding a long halberd of dragons in his hand was protected by the Taoist man. The body of this god man was like a phantom composed of wind and fire. From time to time, the body emitted dull roars of wind and fire. His body was half-fixed and half-fixed, and his voice was terrifying.

Wuqi's spiritual consciousness swept across the body of this god. With extremely pure and huge bloodline aura, this god should be the demigod who reproduced from the first generation of gods and humans after the creation of the world. At the same time, he had the ability of the gods to directly control the original power of the heaven and earth, and also had the endless development power of the human race. His strength had reached the level of the ninth grade of Taiyi. With the armor and long halberds that emitted a strange aura on his body, and his special bloodline power, the strength of this god man was probably two or three levels higher than that of him, even the Taiyi power could not be able to fight against it.

Seeing him following the Qingyi Taoist, he was clearly a bodyguard and guard.

Wuqi couldn't help but sigh, is this the foundation of the two holy emperors, Xuanyuan Huangdi and Yandi Shennong? An ancient immortal with a cultivation level of only 36th grade in the celestial immortal was actually equipped with a Taiyi-level god as a guard. What's the power of this Taoist in Qingyi?

The ancient immortals followed a different cultivation system from those greedy immortals who plundered the resources of heaven and earth. Their magic power is not strong, but their Taoism is extremely high. They almost all reached the state of following the words and Dharma, and various magical powers and secret techniques are extremely powerful. They have endless lives, but they use endless lives to explore the mysteries of heaven and earth, rather than to enhance their cultivation.

In order to give back the kindness of heaven and earth, the ancient immortals will do their best to maintain the balance of nature. They plant trees, plant grass, breed various rare flowers and trees, and even open up silted rivers to strive to maintain the life cycle of nature. They are kind-hearted, rarely engage in action with people, and are even less good at killing all kinds of animals. Basically, every ancient immortal is a master of medical skills, and what they like most is to travel around the world to benefit the world.

Therefore, the immortals are now taboo by the way of heaven, while the ancient immortals are tolerated by the way of heaven. Even the way of heaven often gives merit to reward these immortals.

In front of him, there was a clear circle of merit light with three feet in diameter floating behind his head, and purple air faintly emerged from his body, full of energy. When he walked, it seemed as if the wind and clouds around him were moving. Every move he had fairy energy. Compared with him, the immortals today were like butchers who killed pigs and sold meat. They were vulgar and greedy in their behavior, and they could not compare with each other.

Bai Qi clasped his fists and bowed to the Taoist Qingyi: "Mu Weng."

The Taoist Qingyi nodded slightly, but he didn't say anything, but slapped a fist-sized green-skinned gourd hanging around his waist. The plug on the mouth of the gourd opened, and a clear spring with a strong herbal aura erupted out, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a drizzle that covered the entire battlefield. The fragrance was everywhere, and the strange smell of the self-exploding Lingchao cultivator was intertwined and disappeared by the medicinal fragrance. The soldiers of Dayu suddenly regained all their energy. They screamed with excitement, waved their swords and fought with the soldiers of Lingchao again.

Han Xin's face changed slightly. He pointed at the blue-clothed Taoist Mu Weng and shouted sternly: "Shoot him!"

A spiritual general behind Han Xin was walking out quickly. He held a large bow that was almost tall and raised a pure gold arrow that was as thick as a child's arm. With a muffled sound, the golden light burst out, and the arrow shot straight into Muweng's heart. The arrow was so powerful that it flew through the sky. A crack several meters wide was torn open on the ground wherever he passed. All creatures along the way were shattered by the waves of sword light.

The body of the god beside Mu Weng was about to stop Mu Weng, but Mu Weng laughed softly and stopped his actions. He stretched out his right hand lightly. Mu Weng pointed his finger at the long arrow that was less than ten feet closer to him. The long arrow suddenly disappeared, and then the golden light appeared again, and he had already arrived in front of the Lingchao general who was shooting arrows. The general screamed in fear, and suddenly twisted his body. The long arrow thrust into his right chest. Blood splattered everywhere, and the long arrow shot through the body of the general, sank heavily into the ground in front of Han Xin, and penetrated the small hill where everyone was.

Han Xin's face was extremely ugly. The generals of the Ling Dynasty who were shooting the bow and archers also had the cultivation level of Yiyuan Pangu Tiandi Realm. The long bow in his hand was a secret treasure of the Heavenly Court. Even if he shot an arrow, he would have to be hated even if he was a peak golden immortal. However, Mu Weng's cultivation level was just thirty-sixth-grade celestial immortal, and he actually bounced the arrow back with one finger. His magical powers were really exquisite.

Before Han Xin could order again, Mu Weng took out a thin stack of paper from his sleeve. He sprinkled the paper into the air, and heard shouts of shouts constantly spreading to Ali. These paper pieces were extremely thin, almost transparent, and all the paper pieces were cut into human shapes. Thousands of paper shook in the wind, and balls of golden light spurted out. These paper pieces also turned into soldiers with 10,2 feet tall, thin, thin, and thin armored, holding sharp swords.

These warriors' faces are obviously not strangers, but puppets. Their armor is dull and looks like a good thing, but the sharp knife on their hands is dazzling. It is bright and shining like crystal. The shape of reed leaves is not good for chopping but is conducive to cutting.

A total of 4,900 puppet warriors shook their bodies in the wind and suddenly turned into a ray of blue smoke and dissipated. Then, the sound of "bang" was heard. These soldiers flashed out of the formation of Lingchao soldiers, and gently wiped the sharp knife in their hands, and 4,900 heads soared into the sky. A round of sunset in the west, half of their faces subsided under the mountain. The setting sun was like blood, which made the blood light particularly dazzling.

Han Xin's body trembled, and he shouted loudly: "Kill!"

He reached out to the puppet warriors, and Han Xin was about to order the gathering of crossbows to kill the soldiers transformed from paper. The puppet warriors shook their bodies and turned into blue smoke and drifted away. Then the "bang" sound came out from other places. Their long swords swayed, and another 4,900 heads fell to the ground. Then the "bang" sound continued to sound. These warriors were like ghosts in the Ling Dynasty military formation. Every time they flashed, they could kill 4,900 elite soldiers of the Ling Dynasty.

Ten times of flashing like this, 49,000 people died in the Ling Dynasty. Han Xin was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Mu Weng's secret technique was really strange and unpredictable. The aura of these puppet warriors was not very powerful, but their attack method was too weird. The sharp swords in their hands were obviously magic weapons that were tempered for thousands of times, and they faintly restrained the body-building technique practiced by the human race. The soldiers of the Ling Dynasty, even the most ordinary members, were harder than steel, but in front of these special sharp swords, their bodies were as vulnerable as tofu.

It is obvious that these sharp swords are also forged with secret techniques, specifically used to deal with warriors who have practiced human martial arts.

He stared at Bai Qi with a tight look, and Han Xin raised his hand and turned around in the air. The dull drum sounded, and the Lingchao soldiers, who were in chaos, immediately retreated into the camp and formed a purely defensive circular formation. The thick tower shield was moved out by the Lingchao soldiers, and the heavy tower shield smashed heavily into the ground, forming a circle of three meters high steel walls. A large number of crossbows equipped by the Lingchao soldiers shot out through the arrows reserved on the tower shield, blocking the pursuit of the Dayu soldiers.

A muffled sound of ‘Bang’, 4,900 puppet warriors appeared again in the Lingchao soldiers’ queue.

But this time, an immortal wearing a red Taoist robe next to Han Xin finally took action. With a long roar, the red Taoist robe suddenly lifted up, and countless fist-sized fire crows flew out with sharp and unpleasant screams. The dense fire crows flew past with high temperatures. The puppet warriors were caught off guard and were passed by the fire crows in the waist. Their bodies quickly burned, and in the blink of an eye it turned into ashes and fell to the ground.

Han Xin laughed happily: "Lan Yanlingjun, it turns out that your Taoism is more profound."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Weng started to laugh. He pointed casually and the ashes transformed by the puppet warriors suddenly rose into the air. With the harsh whistling sound, the ashes formed a new puppet warrior. The new puppet warriors were all black, and their bodies were like smoke, fog, and like ghosts. The puppet warriors just now had entities, but now they were completely made up of thick smoke.

With a sharp roar, these puppet warriors picked up sharp swords falling from the ground, and walked through the formation of Lingchao soldiers as fast as the breeze. Wherever they passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, whether it was Lingchao soldiers or generals, no one could withstand the light attack of the thin sharp sword. Wherever the sharp sword passed, limbs flew everywhere, and heads were constantly rushed up by blood arrows. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of Lingchao soldiers died on the spot.

The soldiers of the Ling Dynasty finally became chaotic. I don’t know who called out first. Hundreds of thousands of troops left behind countless weapons and ran away. The soldiers of the Ling Dynasty who had reached the first Yuan Pangu Tian Realm and the Taishi Pangu Tian Realm ran like the wind, and ran without a trace in the blink of an eye. The soldiers who were "Doduo and Good" recruited by Han Xin were suffering. Their cultivation was low, they could not run fast, and they could not beat them. They saw the opportunity quickly, so they simply knelt on the ground, hugged their heads with their hands in a surrender posture.

Han Xin was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He gritted his teeth and pointed at Bai Qi and Mu Weng, and turned around and left with the generals and a group of immortals around him.

The soldiers under his command had already escaped without a trace, and Han Xin was not interested in playing the trick of fighting alone with Bai Qi. The soldiers ran away. Even if Han Xin could kill Bai Qi, would he still go deep into Dayu alone to conquer the city and land? Where is that happening!

Bai Qi laughed wildly. He gave several orders in succession. The soldiers of Dayu were cheering and thunderous. They picked up a large number of crossbows discarded by the Lingchao soldiers, and led by dozens of generals to chase the fleeing Lingchao army.

Four thousand,900 puppet warriors with black smoke rushed to the front, and the swords were shining like rain. I don’t know how many soldiers of the Lingchao were chopped over on the spot.
Chapter completed!