Wang Guangliang controlled the 200 million flying swords of Yin and Yang, with two colors of green and red appearing around him. He crossed a distance of ten feet and passed the joint defense barriers of many demon kings. In an instant, he strangled a demon from the Qi Tempering Secret Realm under his sword.
As one of the five core members of the Qingxuan Sect, he has the strength to dwarf the vast majority of Qi-quenching secret realm creatures and dead creatures, but this does not mean that the same is true for other new members of the Sword Fate Group.
Although most characters have the strength above the formation level, it is extremely difficult to break through the siege when facing enemies several times their size alone.
On a normal day, let alone charging against a demon king that is ten times his size, even if the number of enemies is only twice as many as his own, many monks would probably want to flee. If they are timid before fighting, how can they win?
After all, war and fighting are different. Even if you have great supernatural powers, superb arcane skills, a perfect tenth level of Qi Tempering, and enjoy a five-hundred-year life span, once you are swept away by the torrent of war, you may even die in one place. In the hands of a monk in the famous sword realm. No one can be sure that he will be the one who survives.
But when it comes to the core disciples of Qingxuan Sect, this usual rule does not seem to work.
Facing the demon king's legion that was ten times the number of their own, these proud men who used to be high in the sect were all calm. Although their nerves were always tense, they worked within their limits and cooperated with their comrades around them in a tacit understanding.
The demon kings who were frightened by the fierce evil spirit at first came to their senses and realized that their enemies were just human monks who were not afraid of death. Most of them surrounded and suppressed Wang Guangliang and others ferociously, intending to strangle Wang Guangliang and others to death.
"Tower Shield Formation! Guard!"
Wang Guangliang gave the order. More than thirty flying swords instantly appeared around him.
These flying swords are of various colors, including red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. They cooperate harmoniously with each other and rush back and forth in a unique rhythm, forming a curtain of sword energy.
At this time, as long as one person has selfish motives and allows the defense force to be slightly biased towards himself, the tower shield barrier composed of sword energy will instantly collapse. More than a dozen core monks were strangled and quartered one by one, becoming the delicacies of the demons.
But these Qingxuan Sect disciples who used to be competitors in the past are working together in a tacit understanding at this moment. They all regard the people around them as close friends, and they live and die together, even if they may be killed by the devil at any time. He didn't dare to devote more power to himself.
They knew that behind them, there was an invincible God of War watching them silently.
As long as that person exists, as long as they don't disobey that person's orders, they will not die.
"It's already very good. Let them form a group to catch the pair. Cooperate with each other and cultivate a tacit understanding. It is indeed more effective than my political brainwashing."
Standing in the void, Chen Shaobai held his hands upside down and felt the Qingxuan Sect people rushing into the Demon King's battle group. He couldn't help but nodded.
Although it only took six months, they had already experienced hundreds of life and death battles, large and small. Eating together and sleeping together have created a tacit understanding that is difficult to achieve among ordinary disciples of the same discipline.
This is exactly what Chen Shaobai wants.
The war between immortals and demons has exploded, and it is now a troubled time. Although the loyalty of the former confidants of the Sword Fate Group is unquestionable, it will take some time to develop their strength, and they are not as good as the power that can be transformed and used at hand.
You help me slay demons and refine elixirs, and I help you improve your strength, combat experience, and control the battle. The interests of both parties are exchanged. It is fair and reasonable.
Chen Shaobai, who was inspired to become an arms dealer, thought so, but he didn't know that the perseverance, resourcefulness, and iron-blooded methods he had shown in this 100,000-mile return journey had "temporarily" added to the sword. The characters in Yuantuan were completely impressed.
And the brainwashing slogan he casually gave at the beginning, "Immortal True Immortal, Undefeated God of War," seems to have gradually become the military soul of the Jian Yuan Regiment.
Feeling that the battle situation seemed to have changed slightly, Chen Shaobai looked far into the distance and clearly felt that there was an extremely powerful force that isolated the Qingxuan Mountain Gate from the transmission of information from the outside world, completely surrounding it, and even breeding space fluctuations.
At least it is also the work of the Immortal Realm!
The space barrier expands and contracts like a heart, beating constantly, as if it is about to give birth to a peerless demon fetus.
"There's too much commotion here, and it's very likely that someone at the level of the Demon King will be attracted."
Chen Shaobai's dark eyes were shining with dazzling light like stars. Even standing behind him, everyone in the Sword Fate Group could feel the determination emanating from him.?I couldn't help but tense up and secretly use my magic power.
In their opinion, even in the battle where he encountered nearly a thousand puppet demon king legions, Chen Shaobai did not act so solemnly.
So, one can already imagine how powerful the enemy we will face this time is.
"Does this ragtag group of people still have some trump cards?"
Looking at the demon king¡¯s army in front of them, whose strength and aura were extremely extraordinary, this doubt emerged in the minds of everyone in the Sword Fate Group at the same time.
They have forgotten that they were like this six months ago. Even because of human beings' greed for life and fear of death, they are even worse than these demon kings.
Everything is because Chen Shaobai, a guy who doesn't play by the rules, has forcefully intervened in their lives.
Chen Shaobai suddenly raised his hand high and pointed at the scorching sun in the sky.
"The rest of the units, the Sharp Arrow Formation"
His finger sword swung violently and penetrated, pointing at the demon king's army ahead. It seemed that it had inherited the will of Qingxuan Sect and was invincible wherever it went.
"Go through!"
"Roar!"
No matter they are male or female, old or young, strong or weak, at this moment, the monks standing behind Chen Shaobai charged forward as if they were full of blood, moving forward indomitably and risking their lives.
"If it had been seen six months ago, their close friends who stayed in Qingxuan would have been so shocked that their eyes would have dropped to the floor.
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and. These people have never had the slightest sign of being transformed by the powers of Buddha and demons.
This is completely unreasonable!
No matter what method Chen Shaobai used. To make these people desperate, the most outstanding fighting groups among humans and earth demons finally collided together.
In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, the sky was filled with dirty red color, and the fishy smell was overwhelming. Even if he was standing ten miles away, Chen Shaobai could feel the meaning of Ling Ran.
"The military training has taken initial shape. It is ready for use."
Although he is standing ten miles away, Chen Shaobai will still continue to separate his mind and use a little bit of the power of the world to protect the monks who work for him, so that they can always avoid many life and death crises inadvertently.
"Everyone has selfish motives, and Chen Shaobai is no exception. Some of the guys who are unwilling to admit their will, work against his will, and speak ill of him secretly have long since died due to the chaos of the demons. Those left behind are all good monks who are obedient and sensible.
In this way, with the assistance of a bug-level figure who was unparalleled in the Qi Tempering Secret Realm, the Jian Yuan group once again captured hundreds of demons at the cost of zero casualties and killed the same number of demon kings.
"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao. The name can be named, but it is not named"
Chen Shaobai shook his head and recited the Spiritual Gourd Mantra, and the purple and gold flames liquefied into a long river, sucking many war prisoners into the purple gold gourd and refining them one by one. It will become an elixir and a spiritual fruit.
And those demons who were unfortunate enough to die were also dragged into his real world by him. Become the fertilizer and nutrients for building the kingdom of God.
Chen Shaobai has no intention of showing mercy to these demons who are killing the defenseless people and raping and plundering everywhere.
¡°At least in his entire journey, he has never seen even an Earth Demon with the slightest kindness in his heart. Thinking about it this way, Ahri back then was simply a weirdo.
"You played well this time. You can each make a statement and summary."
Chen Shaobai stepped on the void and walked forward slowly for a few steps. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but he subconsciously said this sentence.
Hearing this, a group of monks who were exhausted and extremely tired suddenly became energetic. They looked at Chen Shaobai with a high-spirited attitude, as if waiting for his advice.
¡°Of course this is not because I want to listen to others¡¯ preaching, but
"When I rushed into the battle group this time, my mana was overloaded and my speed was out of control. I almost killed Xiao Zhang and Li'er. If it weren't for your intervention, I'm afraid I would have been responsible for this death. Therefore, this time the spirit I can¡¯t have Dan.¡±
Hearing Chen Shaobai say that he wanted to conclude his speech, a handsome man in blue treasured clothes took two steps forward and took the lead in self-examination.
It is Wang Guangliang, the only remaining one among the five core members of the Qingxuan Sect.
"Very good. The most important thing is self-awareness. Now that you have realized that this team battle is not in vain, are you afraid of killing your teammates? Ha go on!"
Chen Shaobai smiled slightly and threw an object casually.
This object drew a beautiful parabola in the air and landed in Wang Guangliang's hands.
The whole body is snow-white and crystal clear, exuding a faint scent of sandalwood. It looks square and extremely hard, even a flying sword is difficult to cut.
"It's still the fragrance of the soul is restored!"
The people who could make Lin Yuanxi ask Chen Shaobai to take care of him were not mountain cannon bumpkins. The new members of the Jian Yuan Group could see through the name of this thing at a glance.
The origin of the Resurrection Incense is unknown, and it has only one effect, but when you say it, it can scare people out of their wits.
The living dead, flesh and bones!
As long as the soul is not missing, the body is not completely rotten, and there is the incense of resurrection, everything will have a chance to come back again.
"This this is too precious" Although he said this, Wang Guangliang's eyes still looked greedily at the incense in his hand, full of reluctance.
"I always stick to my word when I speak. If a man keeps his words, how can there be any reason to return?"
Chen Shaobai smiled slightly, and Wang Guangliang bowed his head and said: "Guangliang is willing to serve the regiment commander with all his hard work, up the mountain of swords and under the sea of ??fire, no one dares to disobey!"
Give both kindness and power, a big stick and a carrot.
This is how people¡¯s hearts are bought.
"Get up, we have a guest to welcome"
Chen Shaobai looked past Wang Guangliang, causing the members who wanted to speak to temporarily shut their mouths.
A few miles away, a beautiful woman in black feathered clothing was standing proudly in the sky, staring coldly