On the Eleventh Sea, the wind was howling, and the majestic spiritual power collided and shattered in this boundless ocean.
Four talented individuals of the younger generation guarded the Four Directions Calming Formation, holding off a hundred thousand demon hordes, while a war between peerless powers unfolded in another dimension. These venerables repeatedly tore through space, shattered it again, and tore it anew.
The small islands on the sea were affected by the power that the powerful men shook out from space, and sank to the bottom of the sea one after another.
Even the boundless ocean, which can accommodate everything, can see the water being rolled up by powerful forces, forming tornadoes and tsunamis, and then being burned and evaporated by even more powerful forces.
Luo Jianqing, guarding the Azure Dragon position, could hear bursts of loud noises coming from far away. He clutched the Mystical Spirit Sword in his right hand, the Bright Light Green Jade Pearl in his left. His heart ached with anxiety, but he remained calm on the surface, leading the remaining six thousand cultivators behind him to continue maintaining the Four-Sided Calming Formation.
The power of the bright green jade beads continued to spread, and green lotuses fell from the sky, suppressing and defeating the army of tens of thousands of monsters.
The longer time passed, the more anxious Luo Jianqing became.
He didn't know which demon lords Xuan Lingzi had encountered, but he knew that even if his master's cultivation was high, without even his natal sword in hand, his strength would be greatly reduced. In this situation, if Xuan Lingzi encountered Du Jue Tian Lao... that would be a very dangerous situation!
Just when Luo Jianqing was getting anxious, he heard a buzzing sound!
The bright green jade bead trembled slightly, and a tiny bit of white light flickered from the tiny crack in the bead. Luo Jianqing's eyes narrowed, and he took the bright green jade bead back with a flip of his hand. At the same time, he raised the Xuanling Sword and easily pulled it out.
clang!
A slender, cold sword gleamed in the sunlight, as if forged from ice, its blade shimmering with a chilling, cold light. Unlike the gentle, bright jade beads, the Taihua Sword, once unsheathed, was razor-sharp, slicing through the air with a faint, melodious sound.
The cultivator nearby looked at this scene in surprise and asked, "Fellow Daoist Luo, what are you doing?"
Luo Jianqing frowned and said calmly: "My master's sword is also considered a half-immortal weapon, which is enough to deal with it."
The monk wanted to ask something else, but seeing Luo Jianqing's stern look, he had to retract his question.
Luo Jianqing raised the Xuanling Sword and pointed it at the monsters. Every time he swung the sword, the sword light would sweep across a large army of monsters, severing countless monster heads. Ten eighth-level monsters saw this and roared as they charged at Luo Jianqing. Luo Jianqing faced ten of them alone, unfazed.
Not to mention that he is now in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, even if he is still in the Fusion Stage, he will never be afraid of these four monsters who are also in the Fusion Stage.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Luo Jianqing had become numb from fighting.
What wears a war out isn't necessarily the hardships or difficulties, but the torment it inflicts on the human spirit. Luo Jianqing felt he must have killed over ten thousand demon beasts, perhaps twenty thousand. Yet, the overwhelming horde of demon beasts seemed endless. Kill one, and there were still two. Kill two, and there were still four!
Luo Jianqing swung the Xuanling Sword for the umpteenth time, cutting off the heads of twenty-three monsters again.
Just as he was about to swing his sword again, he heard a sound of breaking wind in the distance. His eyes lit up and he quickly looked over. He saw a white figure flying towards him quickly from the distant sea and sky.
The man was not tall and strong, but in his right hand he was holding a huge white wolf whose life or death was unknown.
Luo Jianqing opened his eyes wide and watched the man appear. When he appeared, all the mid-level monsters retreated in fear, and the earth-level monsters were also shocked by the powerful pressure from the other party and retreated again and again.
Xuan Lingzi moved his right hand and threw the bloody white wolf onto the sea level. He didn't know what magic he cast, but the giant wolf was lying on the sea, bleeding all over.
Luo Jianqing looked at the familiar white wolf and recognized who it was at first sight.
However, before he could be surprised, when he looked up again, he saw Xuan Lingzi flying in front of him.
There was a little blood on the handsome and elegant face. Luo Jianqing's gaze moved from Xuan Lingzi's face to his jaw, and finally stopped at his left shoulder. He was shocked for a moment, and then said subconsciously: "Master, you are injured!" As he said that, Luo Jianqing hurriedly supported Xuan Lingzi.
The white robe had already been soaked with blood, and the mottled bloodstains against the pure white brocade robe were shocking to the eye.
Xuan Lingzi shook his head: "Nothing serious."
Luo Jianqing tightened his fingers and hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not say anything in front of so many people.
At this point, the war had lasted for a full eighteen days.
The Azure Dragon Formation had achieved its first victory. With Xuan Lingzi by his side, Luo Jianqing quickly controlled the Azure Dragon Formation and captured all of the thousands of remaining monsters. Three thousand of these monsters were slain by the sword, while tens of thousands surrendered without the will to fight again.
At the same time, at the Xuanwu position, Xing Wei encountered the Xuanwu formation controlled by the monks of Guiyuan Sect, and was helpless.
You hit them, they just sit down and chant the scriptures; you hit them with all your strength, they still sit down and chant the scriptures!
The Xuanwu formation was guarded by this group of monks like a complete tortoise shell. Not to mention being able to break it, it was even impossible to cause any damage.
Xing Wei only consumed a lot of spiritual energy and fought for three whole days without being injured; and the monks headed by Master Lingshang also chanted Buddha's name peacefully and did not take the initiative to attack.
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