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The Final Volume - Legend of Immortals Chapter 196 The Battle of Cultivation

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    'Boom', the wind summoned by the hurricane technique was extremely violent. The fine snow in the sky rolled back one after another, and even the snow on the ground was swept up into the sky. It seemed to come from all directions, and suddenly gathered together, arrogantly.  Blowing towards the center of the battlefield.  "It's this kind of technique that makes people fascinated." The old master said inexplicably while looking at the strong wind whizzing by with the white snow.  The wind mixed with white snow was like a white wind, but it hit the black wind violently in an instant. The people and horses on both sides, the magic techniques of the two sides were destined to be in black and white to fight against each other.  'Such a collision made a louder sound, and the whistling white wind suddenly blocked the progress of the black whirlwind. In the moment before that, the black whirlwind almost engulfed a warrior who was rushing at the front.  The two storms met in the air and immediately confronted each other. At the center of the collision of the two storms, there was an astonishing "swishing" sound. The snow on the ground, as well as the turf under the snow, were swept into the air one after another, looking extremely violent.  .  But if you look closely, you can see that the white wind is moving slowly, and the color of the black storm at the intersection begins to slowly fade and spread towards the surroundings!  After all, this hurricane technique contains a hint of the true meaning of wind. Blowing away all things is no joke. The all things here do not refer to "physically existing" objects. Like the real wind storm that Master described to me, it can blow away people's souls!  That is the true legendary magic master. If that legendary era really existed, only such an ancient power could do this, right?  "But a trace of the true meaning of the wind is already very powerful. It can even blow away invisible substances such as souls, let alone a more intuitive aura that makes people feel it?"  "The magic skills of Lao Li's lineage are indeed unparalleled in the world." The old master sighed in admiration. At this time, he gently shook off the white snow on his body and said: "It's a pity that Lao Li's lineage recruits disciples with strict calculations."  If the method is open to the public, only a few people can learn it. What is needed is talent." I remained silent. Due to my memory, I am very familiar with Chen Chengyi's technique, which is indeed unique in the world.  Even in the world I live in, the techniques of Lao Li's lineage can be said to be exquisite.  Only those various secret techniques can be called secret techniques in my world, and they are top-notch secret techniques!  But in Chen Chengyi's memory, Lao Li seems to be able to come up with a secret technique at random. As far as I know, a sect may not have so many secret techniques that are top-notch, and a cultivator will always  It would be a big deal to have the same secret technique close to you in your life.  Not only Lao Li, but also Wu Tian who performed the technique just now. How could such an ordinary technique create such a momentum with just a few hundred horses and such an evil atmosphere on the battlefield?  There must be a unique secret skill among them, and he seems to have a lot of secret skills.  Thinking of this, I couldn¡¯t help but take a look at the altar, which was covered with black cloth. I didn¡¯t know what these people were doing.  Withdrawing my thoughts, I only know one thing clearly, that is, both Lao Li and Wu Tian are from Kunlun. What kind of place is Kunlun?  Is this the ultimate state of cultivators?  Well, the Master, who is also very mysterious in my eyes, has he ever been to Kunlun?  There are thousands of thoughts in my heart, but at this time, the battlefield has completely boiled up. The support from the rear has once again given these warriors strong confidence, and they have once again fallen into the fight!  Of course, the black whirlwind has not completely dissipated, but is gradually retreated by the pressure of the white wind, and then gradually disperses, but those crazy dead soldiers are equally difficult to deal with.  The power of the Sad Vajra cannot support it. It can theoretically borrow unlimited power, but it cannot do this under the limited conditions of the battlefield, because unlimited borrowing requires a huge amount of supported Vajra Dharma, plus  The extremely powerful abbot's force-borrowing formation obviously had fewer people on the battlefield, even though they were all elites.  This is already the greatest strength that can be mobilized. I am calculating in my mind. The younger generation is the inheritance. Even if they grow up, those forces will not be willing to 'spend' them on the battlefield. What's more, those who have grown up cannot compare with the older generation. They sacrificed.  It is equivalent to destroying the foundation of decent forces.  And it¡¯s impossible for the older generation to come out in full force, so how can the sect¡¯s power be sustained?  Therefore, under such circumstances, those monks and physical practitioners have begun to mobilize their own power to protect themselves!  For example, Uncle Hui¡¯s familiar Angry-Eye King Kong appeared again, but compared to the previous Angry-Eye King Kong, this Angry-Eye King Kong is obviously much more solid. I think this has something to do with the change in the tattoos on his body!  The warriors who have supported their strength in this way are obviously more powerful in fighting. Just as Yang Sheng has revealed his trump card, the warriors have also revealed their own strength.?The last trump card.  Blood is still flowing with every step, and the difficult battle is still going on. But at this time, the cultivators finally came on stage. The master had retreated to the rear, swallowed the pills given by Yizi Pulse, and closed his eyes to rest. But before that, with the help of those elders, he saw  It seems that there is nothing serious. The cultivators on Yang Sheng's side are one step ahead and can feel the various powers of heaven and earth gathering quickly. But what kind of existence is the great elder of the Snow Mountain lineage?  For example, the first time I met Sister Jenny, she gave me a shock and flew to a mysterious place with me on her back to meet a mysterious cultivator. Although after that, Sister Jenny never showed her face again.  How could I forget the shock that penetrated my heart?  Even if these great elders are no better than Sister Jenny, they are almost there, right?  Facts have proved that my idea was right. I borrowed some magic power from the master just now without showing off. Now these great elders started to cast spells. In just a moment, I felt the convergence of energy from heaven and earth. This is just a little short of being instantaneous.  It¡¯s a magic!  The battle situation was temporarily turned back by a spell from the master. At this time, the first lightning pierced the gray sky and finally the real battle began!  The thunder method, which has almost no weaknesses, naturally became the first opening technique. "Boom", a golden thunder came. Facing the thunder method, there is basically only one way, to use thunder against thunder. So, when the thunder falls,  Before it completely fell, another golden thunder and lightning came forward. The two collided, making an earth-shattering sound. The violent energy collided and then fell on the hillside not far away, blowing up rubble all over the ground!  The battle of spells has finally begun. The darkness of the sky cannot cover up the splendor of these spells coming and going. On the other side, the fire is spreading, but it is met with heavy rain falling from the sky. On this side, the rain is mixed with snowflakes and is washed away by a strong wind.  The water is rolling back. The most common ones are all kinds of thunder and lightning crisscrossing the sky. It is much softer than the fireworks. It is an indescribable heroic collision, tremor, and explosion. At this time, no one 'cherishes' his own soul power and various spells.  One after another, these Dharma cultivators, which were weaker than physical cultivators, made even more shocking noises. "Woo woo." The strong wind blew past a summoned ghost king who appeared on the other side of the world, and a long sword condensed with soul power struck his head.  On the other side, a heavenly soldier and general came to the world. On this side, many ghost heads suddenly rose into the sky. I stood in the battlefield, my body was a little unsteady because the collision of various spells made the earth shake. But  , what are these compared to the shock in my heart?  Is this a real cultivator battle?  That¡¯s it!  If it were the legendary ancient era recorded in myths, what kind of scene would that kind of battle between cultivators be like?  My heart feels like it's about to boil. I even want to take part in it. The wind, the clouds surge, the heavy rain boils in different places, the fire burns, the thunder roars, the earth gently trembles, gods and ghosts intertwine, and the soul power collides with me.  I feel that if a cultivator goes through this battle, he can say that he has no regrets in this life!
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