Chapter 511 Attacking the Red Malachite Ridge 18
Undoubtedly, the one who transformed into a fierce tiger was none other than Jiang Chongguang.
He had previously seized every opportunity to kill a number of evil cultivators at Nirvana Realm, but the total number did not reach the expected target of twenty. However, he was rather stubborn and would stick to his word until he achieved his goal!
Therefore, as long as Jiang Chongguang had enough Xuan power, he always made careful preparations.
Now, they've seized the opportunity!
Jiang Chongguang's will was indeed firm. He was able to achieve Nirvana at the age of just over two hundred in the middle continent, which was no less than the geniuses of this top continent, and even surpassed them. So even though he had a splitting headache, he was still able to maintain that sliver of clarity, dodge at lightning speed, and tear with his sharp claws!
All seven heretical cultivators died under his claws—or rather, were torn to pieces by him.
But he only had that one moment to unleash his power. The other evil cultivators realized something was wrong and, under the impact of imminent death, regained a sliver of consciousness, managing to control their bodies and dodge.
The others who were barely able to maintain their consciousness also killed several members of the evil path, just like Jiang Chongguang. Some killed one or two, while others killed four or five. None of them killed as many as Jiang Chongguang, but they still reduced the number of evil path members by a lot.
Originally, the number of those who escaped from the evil path was slightly greater than that of those who escaped from the righteous path, but now, the righteous path has gained the upper hand.
The power of that sound wave was long-lasting. After both the righteous and evil Nirvana cultivators had barely adapted to it, they began to fight again.
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The ancient city, with numerous warships.
Although the numerous flying magical artifacts were already far enough away from the Red Mist Mountain Range, the sound waves did not weaken at all due to the distance, and their penetrating power was extremely strong, allowing them to continue spreading.
Because the high-level warships were positioned on the outer perimeter, they blocked most of the sound waves, and the cultivators inside were unharmed. However, it wasn't a complete blockage; those flying artifacts that slipped through the protective perimeter still carried terrifying power—instantly, many cultivators suffered cerebral hemorrhage and were rendered immobile.
The sound waves came so fast that it was almost impossible to react.
However, it is almost impossible to react, but it is only "almost".
As the sonic waves approached the warships and other flying magical artifacts, a cloud descended, forming a circle to protect the outermost layer.
It quickly absorbed most of the sound waves—yes, it absorbed them, not isolated them.
Because on the surface of those floating clouds, some pale blue dust appeared, just like the sound waves themselves, which were thus erased by the floating clouds.
Only a small amount of residual power has truly penetrated into the protective perimeter.
This gave the many cultivators on the flying artifact a chance to catch their breath.
Otherwise, if such a terrifying sonic wave from the heavens were to completely penetrate, those level six or seven defenses would be as flimsy as paper, offering absolutely no resistance.
It's probably not a cerebral hemorrhage at all, but rather he was directly killed by the shock!
The next instant, a light drizzle of emerald green suddenly appeared above the circle of warships.
These drizzles continued incessantly, but unlike the blood rain, they gathered together after falling to the ground, just like when it really rains, rather than being some kind of formation or secret technique.
Many cultivators who happened to be caught in the rain felt that the places where they had been injured had healed, and immediately realized that the emerald rain was actually a medicinal liquid.
Many alchemists also sensed the aura and quickly used various techniques to collect the azure rain and give it to the injured cultivators.
The other cultivators who were still relatively intact also offered their help.
In this way, all cultivators who were injured by the sound waves recovered quickly under the nourishment of this medicinal liquid.
Many cultivators were still shaken.
I knew long ago that Tongtian was extraordinary and that ordinary people couldn't get close to him when he fought, but even though I was mentally prepared, I was still very scared when I actually met him.
At this moment, many cultivators understood that the final battle had arrived.
Those ordinary heretics who managed to escape the net all perished beneath the floating clouds.
The heretical sects seeking Nirvana are being besieged and slaughtered by the righteous path of Nirvana.
On the righteous side, more than half of their numbers were preserved—this was because Tongtian of the righteous path still protected them, but the Poison Toad Ancestor had no such intention.
Otherwise, with just that shout, all the righteous cultivators below the Nirvana level who were not on warships of level eight or above would have died.
So……
Since it's a decisive battle, there's nothing more for them to do; they need to hide.
Since the Lingxian Sect and the War God Hall launched this war and recruited soldiers extensively, they must have had this plan in mind long ago.
In an instant, that level nine warship suddenly expanded dozens of times!
Many small warships or other flying artifacts were drawn in by an invisible force and quickly landed on the deck of the level nine warship.
A level nine warship has level nine defense, so it naturally has nothing to worry about attacks from the sky.
However, with more and more flying magical artifacts arriving, it's getting a bit crowded...
There wasn't just one level-nine warship here; there were also three other level-nine flying artifacts, all staying with the warship and beginning to receive flying artifacts that weren't at the required level.
Even level eight warships will be captured.
Because once the Tongtians really let loose and fight, even level eight wouldn't be anything special.
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In the ancient city.
At this moment, both Zhong and Wu heard Pei Xiaoling's voice.
Are you willing to accept some of the flying artifacts?
Wu Shaogan was by the city wall, while Zhong Cai was busy rescuing people.
But the couple didn't need to discuss it; they were very in sync.
【Can. 】
Sure! But I'm too busy to go open the door, so please don't bother.
One is composed, the other is lively.
Pei Xiaoling received a reply, but he was busy confronting the poisonous toads, so he naturally entrusted the task of settling the soldiers to Ji Zhan.
Ji Zhan slightly raised his hand.
Some warships and other items that were successively piled up to the level nine flying artifacts were gently carried away by many floating clouds to the edge of the ancient city.
Wu Shaogan manipulated the ancient city to activate its defenses.
So, they were all sent over and landed on the wide streets of the ancient city.
At this moment, all the soldiers and generals on the righteous side are safe.
In the vast sky, only a level nine warship and three level nine flying artifacts resembling palaces and flying boats remained.
And a magnificent ancient city.
Near these level-nine mystical artifacts, the battle between the righteous and evil factions was still raging.
However, it is now quite clear that when the righteous path Nirvana cultivators encounter a level nine attack, they can directly dodge it at the nearest point, while the evil path Nirvana cultivators have no choice but to bear all the impact.
The difference between good and evil lies in this.
The heretical Nirvana practitioners became increasingly anxious.
They've wanted to run away for ages! But now there's no way they can escape!
These scoundrels from the righteous path, why don't they see the situation clearly!
Both sides are about to make their move, so why are they still arguing like this?
But the evil sects quickly realized that their Tongtian would help them block the attack first, so they weren't worried about anything.
And the ancestor of poisonous toads...
In their early years, they relied on the Poison Toad Ancestor only to obtain more resources. In this battle, they have obtained enough, and they can no longer expect the Poison Toad Ancestor to protect them.
If the Poison Toad Ancestor wins after they escape, they can come back and submit to him.
But what's going on now?
Why are these people from the Temple of War risking their lives to stop them?
This is so annoying!
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The blade's edge became even sharper.
The moment that "croak" sound rang out, the blade's edge had already slashed towards that direction.
However, the blood rain continued to obstruct them, stubbornly resisting, seemingly utterly unafraid of the blade's attack.
And so, more blades flashed and fell.
Each time, tens of thousands of dollars went together, but the distance between each two trips was very short.
The first tens of thousands of cuts had barely fallen when the second tens of thousands of cuts came.
Moreover, it's getting faster and faster.
If the initial few strikes were somewhat like tests, with each strike clearly visible—at least for cultivators at the Spirit Transformation Realm—then the later strikes became completely unpredictable.
Only the dazzling light of blades.
Countless blade lights seemed to be constantly intertwining, forming a huge wave of blade light that surged and crashed against the blood rain!
The blood rain was indeed steady, indeed dense, and indeed constantly eroding the blade's edge...
However, the blades were too fast and there were too many of them.
It was as if a dark place was being constantly illuminated.
Yes, the blade's edge became brighter and sharper with each new batch.
It remained so sharp, as if only a dazzling white light remained between heaven and earth, obscuring the blood rain that filled the sky!
Gradually, the rain of blood began to recede.
Those tiny, active blades of light could no longer pose any threat to the dazzling, massive blade of light.
The blades were too fast and too numerous, exceeding the blood rain's capacity to absorb them, making it impossible for the blood rain to engulf them!
And so, the blade-like waves advanced little by little.
The blood rain seemed to be something that could only be endured silently—
But in reality, it's not that quiet at all.
Despite the intense collision between the blade's edge and the rain of blood, the actual time from the initial impact to the blood rain slowly receding was only about half a cup of tea's time.
The Blood Rain's devouring function had already been partially broken by the blade's edge, making it unusable.
However, we must not let our guard down. If we relax our vigilance, the bloody rain will surely return!
This seems to be a contest of their respective strengths between those who reach the highest levels.
As an evil cultivator, the Poison Toad Ancestor was certainly no match for Pei Xiaoling of the righteous path in terms of foundation. However, he endured for a year and relied on countless piles of corpses and the power of formations to create such a surging and incessant blood rain cage, which was naturally powerful enough.
For the righteous path, the goal is to reduce the strength of the evil path and kill all the evil path members in the entire Red Mist Mountain Range! But for the Poison Toad Ancestor, if all the evil path members die, so be it. If he can get his hands on Pei Xiaoling and Ji Zhan's bodies, then he won't lose out.
For the evil path of reaching the heavens, the resources that also lead to the heavens are more useful.
At this moment, the croaking of the Poison Toad Ancestor rang out once again.
Deep within the blood rain, a colossal figure vaguely appeared.
It is higher than mountains and wider than rivers.
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