"What can fly?" Lin Buzhou asked in the subtitles.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin." Lin Chong selected the option 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin' from the remaining forty-six avenues. Suddenly, tens of thousands of long swords formed in the air, and each sword was condensed with infinite sword intent.
And in all directions, all the sword-shaped weapons of the Wanfa Xianzong wailed at this moment, broke their swords and bowed their heads, as if paying tribute to the King of Ten Thousand Swords from another time and space.
In that turbulent world, there is Wuming, the sword master who is never in good shape and conquers the world with his single-minded strength.
"This can't carry people flying, damn..." Lin Buzhou was saying.
Suddenly, thousands of long swords appeared in the air and picked up Lin Chong. Lin Chong was like another nameless person in "Hero" who was covered with arrows. He supported himself with his hands and feet and flew into the sky with flying swords.
And its speed was so fast that it rushed towards the Wanfa Tianji Peak like an arrow shot from a bow.
"A ruthless man who shot himself out." Lin Buzhou commented.
Lin Chong flew into the air while controlling thousands of swords. The swords were like shields that kept moving back and forth, blocking all attacks for Lin Chong and counterattacking automatically at the same time.
When he was passing through all the peaks, there were still some disciples of Wanfa who had not yet withdrawn. They could not hold back their desire to fight and their injustice. They did not obey orders and just use formations to block. Instead, they shot out the magic weapons in their hands. However, no matter what kind of attack it was, it was cut in half by one sword, and then another sword followed and pierced through their bodies, killing them.
Anyone below the Jindan level will die with one sword.
For those above the Jindan stage or even the Yuanying stage, they will be hit by a mad rush of swords, and if they don't die, they will inevitably be seriously injured.
When condensing this Seed of the Great Dao, Buzhou Mountain specially allowed Wuming to appear in the plot with full strength, performing a complete version of Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, demonstrating his invincible strength, which was fully recorded in the Seed of the Great Dao.
All these scenes were displayed in real time in the water mirror in the main hall of Tianji Peak. The elders were so angry that their eyes were about to burst, but they could do nothing. They just worked harder to practice the formation formula to evolve the heavenly soldiers.
Lin Chong flew into the sky with the Wanjian Guizong, and Qingyunzi gave the order to form a formation. At almost the same time, Lin Chong, with the help of Buzhou Mountain, saw a progress bar in the brightly lit hall standing on the top of the steep mountain in the darkness, showing the progress of the Wanxian Huashen Formation.
Seventy-eighty-ninety...
"Too slow." Lin Chong controlled the flying sword, like a natural calamity spreading disasters, luring the disciples of Wanfa to attack on each peak, and then counterattacked, killing them so that rivers of blood flowed on each peak of Wanfa.
These disciples saw that the number of flying swords around Lin Chong was decreasing, and this terrifying sword style was about to be eliminated. However, they did not expect that Lin Chong would snap his fingers again, and the flying swords around him would increase again. Endless flying swords broke through the air and condensed into shape, making it look like a space-based weapon. They could not help but feel fear and despair.
"What are the headmaster and the elders doing?"
A Jindan disciple roared while trying to resist the flying sword. A river of blood was flowing around him. All the disciples at Niwan level and below, if their aura was caught, would be struck by a flying sword, like a demon from outer space, breaking their bodies and dying.
Then, this Jindan disciple was also pierced through the chest and abdomen from behind by a ghostly flying sword. The sword was so sharp that it directly shattered the Jindan. The disciple was struck by lightning, spewing golden blood from his mouth and fell forward, still shouting: "Save, save me Wanfa..."
"Disciple!" The most powerful fighter guarding this peak, who was also a Nascent Soul cultivator, could no longer bear it after seeing this. He stopped manipulating the formation to resist the enemy, and instead transformed himself into an ice-colored star, and smashed straight towards the demon who controlled ten thousand swords like a meteor falling from the sky.
Dingding Dingding…
Dozens, hundreds, nearly a thousand flying swords suddenly appeared in front of the ice meteor, working together to resist it, split it, and smash it, like a precisely designed process on an assembly line, first resisting the meteor, then splitting it piece by piece, and then smashing it one by one.
Battle information kept appearing in front of Lin Chong's eyes.
'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin enters the battle process.'
'Mobilize the combat power of one thousand flying swords.'
'Numbers 1 to 499 are resisting, and the opponent's strength is 257 cranes.'
'Add another eighty-eight flying swords.'
"I found a weak spot in the rear..."
'Six hundred to six hundred sixty six cut in...'
This is the information that Lin Buzhou showed to Lin Chong, but behind it is the huge computing power resources of Buzhou Mountain.
For this campaign, the Buzhoushan project team mobilized 500 supercomputers. These computers are not at the level of ten years ago, but are huge computing resources that can support more than 10,000 people logging into the Buzhoushan world.
When commanding Ten Thousand Swords to return to their origin, it was so precise that each flying sword would attack according to the planned path.
This is as invincible as mowing the grass.
Thousands of flying swords instantly passed through his body. There was no intact body of this Nascent Soul cultivator left. He only consumed another Avenue of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin. But it didn't matter, as there were still many recorded in the Seed of the Avenue. Lin Chong snapped his fingers, and the flying swords around him replenished to tens of thousands again. This scene caused all the disciples on the next peak, the Peak of Ten Thousand Laws, who were attacked by his flying swords, to collapse.
"Devil from outer space!" A Jindan roared, holding up the magic weapon in his hand, "Come and kill me!"
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whoosh!
A flying sword cut through his throat, then turned around and cut him in half, fulfilling his wish.
"Ahhhhh!" Someone else collapsed and flew away. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, three flying swords pierced through the space and cut towards him in the shape of a "品" (Chinese character). The person flying in the air happened to be met by the sword, and blood smeared the sky in the night, and four pieces of corpses fell down.
Lin Chong sighed, but it was a life-and-death fight and there was nothing he could do. If he didn't beat the alien man badly and scare him today, it was inevitable that someone would still be concerned about the alien man on Kunlun Mountain. If it was the Wanfa Immortal Sect and they hadn't discovered the location of his base, it would be fine. But once they did, Lin Chong would have only one thought left, which was to silence them. If he couldn't silence them, he would make sure they never dared to mention it again!
When Lin Chong, invincible with ten thousand swords, swept across the peaks and slaughtered all the disciples of all the methods, the Ten Thousand Immortals Transformation Formation was finally completed. Then, a golden armor was seen, and a group of heavenly soldiers in golden helmets and armor suddenly fell in front of Lin Chong.
Each of the celestial soldiers was more than five meters tall, holding hammers and guns, banners and bells in their hands. When the instruments in their hands sounded, the heaven and earth shook; when they swung their weapons, they had the power to pierce the blue sky.
'A sonic attack has been detected, a high-energy attack with a power ranging from 500 to 1000 cranes.'
'Activate defense program.'
Ten thousand swords flew across the sky, like a 360-degree shield with no blind spots, protecting Lin Chong.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The drums sounded like thunder.
"Dangdangdang!" The sound of swords and hammers was like rain.
For a moment, Lin Chong was surrounded by a group of heavenly soldiers, and watched as the Wanjian defense was getting smaller and smaller. The weakest of the Wanfa disciples who had transformed into heavenly soldiers was at the Jindan stage, and there were three or four taller Yuanying celestial generals, a total of more than thirty people, who were the first batch of Wanfa disciples who had successfully transformed into gods.
At this moment, with everyone working together, the enemy gradually became weaker. He couldn't help but feel happy, thinking that he could finally accomplish his mission and destroy this beast in the battle formation.
At this moment, there was a sudden disturbance in the sky, as if a storm was taking shape, and there was an unpleasant feeling of impending rain... But in this world of all laws, rain and sunshine were all controlled by formations. Besides, it was late at night and there were no cumulus clouds, so how could there be a storm?
Ten updates ~ It seems endless, I will post it tomorrow... or should I update it today?