Cultivation of immortality breaks the sky

Sun Bing, the leader of the sixth battalion of the Barbarian Cultivator Camp, was entrusted with the temporary command of the 300,000 Barbarian Cultivators before Tu Zhentian left.

At this moment, he suddenly received a message from the East China Sea camp. He didn't know how to risk his life after finally breaking out, but they actually wanted to recover and grow stronger under their noses.

How could the hot-tempered Sun Bing tolerate this? He only knew that their mission was to eliminate as many East China Sea monks as possible.

Then, according to the pre-planned plan, all the barbarian monks were gathered every mile, and their target was directly the place where the East China Sea monks who had no combat effectiveness gathered.

Just like that, when the fighting time between the two sides was approaching about a quarter of an hour, the black evil energy that covered everyone suddenly shook twice and suddenly dissipated in an instant.

At this moment, Fairy Linglong's face was extremely pale, which was a sign of exhaustion of spiritual power. She could not care about anything else and quickly took out the mysterious liquid that Lu Yun gave her.

She poured out three drops with great pain and swallowed them in one gulp. After Fairy Linglong recovered a little, she immediately ordered the second-in-command of the "Phantom Sect".

"Immediately tell Young Master Ning to open the west gate and have the disciples of my demonic camp come in quickly to wipe out the East Sea camp together."

Sun Bing, who was in the Barbarian Cultivator Camp and was defending the East China Sea cultivators from the periphery, immediately sent out several sound transmission notes after seeing the black evil aura disappear.

"Get ready, notify everyone in the Barbarian Cultivator Camp, and charge in immediately."

At this moment, around Sun Bing and the others, there were countless corpses of monks from the East China Sea camp lying on the ground. From a distance, it looked like a giant dragon made of piled-up corpses, which was quite shocking.

Sun Bing looked at the corpses of the monks from the East China Sea camp and said with an unnatural expression.

"The 'Soul-Bewitching Exquisite Pearl' of the Demon Cultivator Camp is truly terrifying. After being eroded by the black evil spirit for a long time, these East China Sea cultivators can only exert 20% or even 10% of their full strength.

This is also the main reason why they achieved such a great victory this time. Otherwise, Sun Bing would not dare to think about fighting head-on. "

With the Demon Cultivator Camp and the Barbarian Cultivator Camp attacking from both sides, the East Sea Camp's advantage has now disappeared.

The casualties among the cultivators in the early and middle stages of foundation building were extremely heavy. Just in the past quarter of an hour or so, as many as 400,000 were killed by the barbarian cultivators.

There were also more than 100,000 smart monks from the East China Sea who, after breaking out of the black evil aura, fled without looking back.

Therefore, at the moment, there are only more than 300,000 cultivators left in the East China Sea camp, and they have all been affected by the black evil energy for a quarter of an hour. Their souls are extremely weak and they can only exert 20% to 30% of their strength.

At this moment, Xie Feng and Lu Yun had already started fighting with real rage, and their killing moves were endless.

Because Ghost Hand had misjudged Lu Yun's strength before, the East China Sea cultivator sent to deal with Lu Yun was hit by the "Wind Chasing" bow that Lu Yun had previously seized from the commander-in-chief of the East China Sea camp.

Use the first level of the "Five Elements Escape Technique" to dodge back and forth, and use the "Chasing Wind" bow to perform the "Chasing Wind" move to display your power.

In a short while, the more than one hundred East China Sea monks who surrounded him were shot dead completely. Even though there were three monks who had reached the great perfection of foundation building, they still could not escape the "Chasing Wind" style.

After Lu Yun killed the East China Sea monks who were surrounding and killing him, he carefully looked at the battlefield and immediately discovered that Tu Zhentian was in danger from the fight between Xie Feng and the enemy.

At this time, Xie Feng had already put away his instantaneous magic skills, because he found that Tu Zhentian was simply a coward.

Not only did he practice body-building techniques, he also wore top-level armor and had countless defensive magic weapons. Every time he broke one, the guy would immediately take out another one.

After fighting for a long time, Xie Feng felt that he had mastered the instant primary spell. He was satisfied with the speed, but the power was too far behind. Although he beat Tu Zhentian badly, he was unable to break his defense.

Then Xie Feng used his best trick with all his might. He activated ten flying swords whose quality was close to that of low-grade spiritual weapons.

He held one sword in his hand, and the other nine flying swords, like extended arms, launched a fierce attack on Tu Zhentian.

With just one strike, the two ordinary defensive semi-spiritual weapons activated by Tu Zhentian were cut off by his sword.

Tu Zhentian was shocked and quickly used his body skills to dodge, while at the same time taking out his trump card without hesitation.

A giant defensive shield of the lower-grade spiritual weapon level. His body was already very majestic, and at this moment, the giant shield was about twice as big as him.

Like a towering city wall, it stood in front of him, moving back and forth constantly.

The defensive spiritual weapon is indeed extraordinary, but Xie Feng is controlling nine flying swords to attack Tu Zhentian at the same time, although the defensive spiritual weapon has blocked most of the attacks.

But he still couldn't protect his whole body. No one knew what material Xie Feng's flying sword was made of, although it was only at the level of a semi-spiritual attack weapon.

But the attack was extremely sharp. Even though Tu Zhentian was wearing top-level defensive armor, he had already suffered multiple injuries on his body, in some places the bones were visible.

After seeing Tu Zhentian's miserable condition, Lu Yun bent down and drew his bow without saying a word, directly activating the "Chasing Wind" second move, and shot directly at Xie Feng.

At this moment, Xie Feng was looking at Tu Zhentian with a fierce look in his eyes, when suddenly he felt a sudden shock in his heart, as if something bad was going to happen.

He then raised his head and looked in the direction of Lu Yun, and immediately saw Lu Yun firing the second move of "Chasing the Wind" and just standing up.

A fire and gold arrow came hurtling towards him at a speed comparable to that of his instantaneous magic.

Xie Feng felt the destructive power on it, and without saying a word, he left Tu Zhentian behind and instantly urged his body skills to increase his speed to the extreme.

He barely dodged the arrow's attack and was about to say something harsh as he watched Lu Yun grit his teeth when he suddenly felt a fatal crisis coming from behind him.

Without thinking, he increased his speed to the fastest and dodged it. This time, without thinking, he instantly took out a medium-grade defensive magic weapon, or it could be called a medium-grade spiritual weapon that could be used for both offense and defense.

He activated it instantly. It was just a mid-grade spiritual weapon, and the spiritual power required was simply too huge for him who was in the middle stage of foundation building.

Then his face turned extremely pale in an instant, but the middle-grade spiritual weapon was extraordinary after all, and he used the Wind Chasing Second Style to rush forward instantly.

With a loud explosion, the energy of Wind Chasing Style II was completely consumed. The brick-like medium-grade spiritual weapon, which was several meters in size, suddenly became deflated and turned into the size of one foot.

Xie Feng spat out a mouthful of blood due to the backlash. In order to survive, he didn't even have time to put away his spiritual weapon. He held on to his last bit of spiritual power and quickly ran to the ghost hand.

Then he looked at Lu Yun with his eyes spitting fire and said, "Boy, who are you? How dare you sneak attack me? If you have the guts, let's fight openly."

Lu Yun curled his lips after hearing this, picked up the brick, a mid-grade spiritual weapon that Xie Feng had not had time to put away when he was escaping, looked at it for a while, and nodded.

"Not bad, not bad, it's really a good baby."

Xie Feng was so angry that his eyes were spitting fire: "Boy, that is my treasure, if you know what's good for you, return it to me quickly."

Lu Yun looked at it for a while, put it into the storage bag in front of Xie Feng, and then spoke with a smile.

"Thank you for the gift. In return, I will tell you my name, Lu Yun, a casual cultivator from the Righteous Camp."