Mu Honglian, Li Shangtian and others crushed the surge talisman and entered the plane battlefield, and found hundreds of soldiers in armor standing outside the stronghold, their eyes flashed with fighting intent.
They have a hunch.
Finally, I can happily fight against high-level warriors!
"Qingyang, sin yourself."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "These yellow characters, you will assist Li Shangtian and them."
Although the strength of the ghosts on the battlefield is not very good, there are more than two hundred after all. The disciples can use them in actual combat, but the premise must be safe.
"yes!"
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others were fully armed.
They have a lot of earth character equipment blessings, but they can't compete with the semi-sacred mysterious characters. If they play yellow characters, they can be suppressed in all directions, and it's no problem to hit a few.
The whole body's ground equipment is no joke.
"Master Zi, Old Ding."
Jun Chang laughed and said, "I'll leave the five names to you."
The Zilin Demon King said indifferently: "There is no need for Mr. Ding to take action, this hall master can handle it by himself."
He is so confident when using Pantene.
Jun Chang said with a smile: "The ghost on the battlefield has no entity, and wears an extraordinary armor. It may be stronger than a warrior from the plane, so don't take it lightly."
"Understood."
The Purple Ridge Demon King is strong, but his IQ sometimes has a lower limit, otherwise he wouldn't die many times without success.
Jun Changxiao is also very rough sometimes, but he thinks more and can make up for his shortcomings in this aspect, so he is really a golden ladyboy partner.
"Elder Gongsun, Old Niu."
"These mysterious words will be handed over to you."
"yes!"
Jun Changxiao made a simple assignment.
The core disciples and Li Shangtian and others aimed at the ghost on the battlefield with yellow characters, Jiang Xie and Gongsun Haohai and others aimed at the characters with mysterious characters, and the Demon King of Zishan and Lao Ding took the lead in the characters on the battlefield.
In this kind of scene, Xiaolonglong and Xiaomoxian must be indispensable, and the two contracted beasts are also the absolute main force of Zhan Xuanzi.
"Ding! The side mission is triggered."
Jun Changxiao had just arranged everything, and after hearing the system prompt, he skillfully pulled out the task panel, which read - kill the 255 invading battlefield ghosts [elite task].
"Tsk tsk."
He rubbed his hands together and said, "Not only a group of experience packs, but also a group of money-giving boys."
"All disciples obey the order!"
Jun Changxiao stood up and said loudly.
"Swipe! Brush!"
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others immediately straightened their backs.
"brush!"
Jun Changxiao pointed to the outside of the stronghold and said, "Destroy them all for me!"
"yes!"
"Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!"
The disciples flew down from the suspended mountain, and then landed outside the stronghold, confronting the ghosts on the battlefield dozens of feet away.
"metropolitan."
Zhen Dejun came over and said, "Do you want to set up a thunder formation?"
"No need." Jun Chang smiled.
With so many battlefield ghosts, disciples can use them to hone their skills. If they are all blown up, it will be boring.
What's more, they are all wearing armor, which means that they have extraordinary defense. Ordinary thunder arrays may not be able to do anything to them. Using new types of thunder arrays will waste the power of thunder and punishment.
…
Outside the stronghold.
Hundreds of ghosts on the battlefield confronted dozens of disciples of the Wan Gu Sect. Although they hadn't fought yet, the atmosphere was already chilling.
brush! brush! brush!
At this moment, many plane warriors flew over at a high speed, and then stopped in the distance in mid-air.
"These people..." Jun Changxiao clasped his fingers together, resting his chin on the back of his hand, and murmured, "It should be for a joke."
The Lord of the Bihai Palace from the Chihai Continent also rushed over with his people, and when he saw hundreds of well-equipped battlefield ghosts, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Palace Master, the strength of the battlefield ghost is not strong, and there are only five land characters." An elder wondered.
Hong Yao said indifferently: "Since the Upper Realm has sanctioned the Starfall Continent, it will never only dispatch this point. There will definitely be stronger ghosts in the future."
"Shh! Shh! Shh!"
Warriors from Lingyun Continent and Yujian Continent also flew over.
The few bosses were not far apart, and they glanced at each other with smiles on their faces.
They were so abused by Jun Changxiao that they dared not go out. Not only did they come to see the excitement, but they were also in a very good mood. It would be even more refreshing if they could witness the Xingyun Continent being bulldozed with their own eyes.
"Is this the battlefield ghost?"
"The armor on his body is extraordinary at first glance!"
"I'll go! The equipment worn by those warriors from the Starfall Continent seems to be even better, isn't it all at the level of the earth?"
Many people locked their eyes on Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others, envy, jealousy and hatred appeared in their eyes.
On the battlefield, wearing a suit of mysterious-level equipment is already very powerful, but wearing a suit of ground-level equipment is simply unthinkable. "Palace Master."
The master of Bihai Palace said via voice transmission: "The equipment of these disciples is good, we can snatch them after they are killed!"
Hong Yao said: "Wait a while and act according to my wink."
"yes."
Not only the Chihai Continent has taken a fancy to the equipment of the disciples of the Wangu Sect, but also the powerhouses of other planes have thought of it.
Of course, they dare not kill it now, and wait for the battlefield ghost to kill it, and then look for the right time to snatch it.
so.
In front of Jun Changxiao, there are not only battlefield ghosts, but also a group of warriors with ulterior motives.
"Shh! Shh! Shh!"
At this moment, more than 200 battlefield ghosts arranged neatly began to shake, and the gloomy light flickering in their eyes was even stronger, as if some kind of seal had been released, waking up from a deep sleep.
"It's time to do it!" someone said.
All the fighters who watched the excitement widened their eyes, obviously not wanting to miss this kind of spectacle in which the specter of the battlefield sanctioned a certain continent!
"brush!"
"brush!"
Hundreds of battlefield ghosts who seemed to be waking up raised their hands together, and the palms of their palms flickered with light, and a long spear as black as ink appeared out of thin air.
The five ghosts standing in the front raised their heads, and their eyes were fixed on the Purple Mountain Demon King and Old Ding.
"Buzz!"
The space rippled lightly and disappeared out of thin air.
"boom!"
"boom!"
In an instant, there were bursts of explosions in the sky!
The Violet Demon King and Ding Lao have appeared on it, and started a fierce battle with the five ghosts of the battlefield.
"Hoo hoo!"
"Hoo hoo!"
The energy spreads, and the wind blows!
The warriors stared at each other immediately, because the purple-haired guy's clothes and pants were blown off one after another during the fight, leaving only one red underwear, and he was fighting four ghosts on the battlefield alone!
ox!
"boom!"
The Violet Demon King punched the target's armor with a heavy blow. Although it was sent flying, it flew back up quickly.
Judging from the speed of movement, it was obvious that he was not injured.
"really."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "The defense is very strong."
"cut."
The purple monster king sneered, and the purple monster energy burst out, turning into fist shadows all over the sky and blasting past. For a while, the CU and graphics card were running crazily, and the author's typing was stuttered and frames dropped.
However, in the face of such a terrifying bombardment, several battlefield ghosts flew out and flew over again and again, without any sign of injury.
Ding Xingwang was the most depressed.
He was fighting fiercely with a ghost on the battlefield, but no matter how he used the palm print of the five masters, it was difficult for him to do anything to him.
If it was a human being, it would have been disturbed by the Qi of the Five Absolutes long ago, but this kind of creature without a physical body could not be disturbed at all.
…
The previous battle of Dizi was destined to take some time, so the camera turned to the low altitude, and Jiang Xie, Gongsun Haohai and others had already fought with the ghost of Xuanzi battlefield.
Although the armor they wore was not as strong as earth, it was still very resistant to beatings. Even if the little dragon was burned with scorching flames, it did not cause serious damage.
"Go!" Li Qingyang shouted.
"brush!"
Xiao Zuiji rushed forward first.
As the eternal suzerain T, in this kind of battle, he will definitely take the lead!
The ghosts in the yellow battlefield didn't stand still, and rushed over one after another. The strange energy gathered in the spear, and then pierced the void, condensing beams of light!
"Shield!"
Xiao Zuiji suddenly stopped, put his hands on the ground, and moved upwards like a mountain.
"Shh! Shh! Shh!"
Thick earth walls sprang out one after another, and then arranged in an arc.
"boom!"
"boom!"
The streamer hit the dirt wall like a cannonball, although it brought a strong impact, Xiao Zuiji stood on the spot like a rock.
"call out--"
Li Fei rushed out from several shield walls one step at a time, the spiritual energy gathered in his right foot, and suddenly kicked out in the void, only to see a footprint pressing down hard with beriberi.
"Boom!"
A battlefield ghost who rushed to the front was kicked out.
Li Fei didn't like to fight, and hurried back, because there were countless beams bursting out!
"Boom boom boom!"
There was a burst of bombardment, and the earthen wall erected in front of Xiao Zuiji crumbled one after another, and he took several steps back before struggling to stabilize his body.
Hundreds of ghosts on the battlefield comparable to the Martial Emperor, holding high-quality weapons and condensing beams, are very powerful, and it is understandable that they cannot hold back.
"call out!"
Suddenly, a sword light flashed!
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
There was the sound of weapons colliding, and there were faint sword marks on the chests of more than a dozen battlefield ghosts who rushed over.
Ye Xingchen retracted his sword and frowned.
"Hoo hoo!"
"Hoo-hoo--"
Suddenly, a thick energy fluctuation came from the right, and a battlefield ghost stabbed fiercely with a long spear.
"call out!"
Ye Xingchen was about to fight back when a stream of light flew past him and hit the ghost's helmet directly, then it fell to the ground with a bang on its side, the helmet was pierced through a hole.
"Crack!"
Xiao Zuiji held the AM, pulled the bolt and reloaded the bullet.
This kind of hot weapon is said to have no damage to the strong at the imperial level, but the bullets that can't stand it are condensed with six-pointed star stones!
"died?"
Jun Changxiao saw the ghosts on the battlefield hit by bullets lying motionless on the ground, the light in his eyes gradually dissipating, so he @allmembers: "Hit them in the head!"
"Boom!"
As soon as the words fell, Li Qingyang rushed forward, and the Heavenly Killing Thunder Rune pierced the target's helmet directly under the infusion of psychic energy.
When the opponent fell to the ground and the light in his eyes faded, Jun Changxiao immediately affirmed that although the battlefield ghost's defense is strong, it can be killed as long as it hits the brain.
Ye Xingchen also realized this, and in the next shot, he tried not to condense the sword energy to cause large-scale damage, but instead changed to a single-point stab.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The two battlefield ghosts were headshot, then paused for a while in mid-air, and fell to the ground with a bang.
Ye Xingchen hung his sword in the air, and said flatly, "Trash."
Li Fei, Tian Qi and others followed suit one after another, pouring spiritual energy into the True Yang Sword, attacking the opponent's head from various angles, and killed five or six of them in a short time.
The protagonists of this fight are not them, but Li Shangtian, Mu Honglian and others.
So after obliterating several battlefield ghosts one after another, he began to deliberately retreat to the second line to assist the same sect in fighting.
"Chixiao Flame Slash!"
"Seven Profound Lights Break!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Li Shangtian and others began to brazenly fight against the emperor-level ghosts on the battlefield with the blessing of the surge talisman and equipment!
They are no more than peak martial kings, relying on various props to break through the emperor level, and fighting against warriors of this level, the experience value of martial arts is definitely increasing every minute and every second!
"this… "
The warrior who saw the joke was dumbfounded!
There are obviously only a few dozen warriors in Starfall Continent, but in a fight with hundreds of ghosts on the battlefield, they are not at a disadvantage at all!
Jun Chang laughs awesomely, they have seen it before, and the disciples all look like monsters, so it's a bit too shocking!
This is just a sect, and they came here by smuggling!
If the opponent's fighters enter in large numbers, the combat power will definitely be even more terrifying!
The toughness shown by Jun Changxiao and his disciples caused many people to speculate that the Xingyun Continent might be a very difficult plane!
In fact, when the Wangu sect was fighting against the ghosts on the battlefield, the top powerhouses in the Starfall Continent couldn't eat anymore.
There were still more than three years, but the sudden shortening gave them a deep premonition that the time before their death was speeding up!
"son."
In a big family, an old man who just left customs said solemnly: "Two years later, as the father, he will enter the battlefield of the plane, and the family will be taken care of by you."
"father!"
The young man next to him knelt on the ground, crying like rain.
"Apprentice."
On a certain mountain peak, a middle-aged man with a sword on his back said in a deep voice: "After entering the battlefield of the plane as a teacher, you must not neglect your cultivation. You still need to inherit the ultimate swordsmanship."
A fifteen-year-old boy wiped his tears and said: "This disciple will not let down the master, and will definitely carry forward the ultimate swordsmanship!"
This kind of parting and parting scene was staged in various parts of the Xingyun Continent one after another. It was confirmed that they were the first batch of strong people to enter, and they all started to arrange the funeral.
Zhongzunzhou, the altar.
The remaining time displayed on the spiritual instrument suddenly jumped from more than one year to one year.
"not good!"
The high priest stood up abruptly, and collapsed, "The time to enter the plane battlefield has been advanced again. What's going on!"
…
"boom!"
"boom!"
Outside the Starfall Continent stronghold, Li Shangtian, Mu Changhong and the others, with the assistance of their seniors in six-piece costumes, were killing the ghosts on the battlefield one after another. Every time one was eliminated, the area of the stronghold would expand tens of feet.
"Tsk tsk."
Jun Chang smiled unexpectedly: "This is also an improvement."
The female system said: "Dear participants, the battlefield ghosts created by the great powers of the upper world can increase the range of strongholds after killing them much more than killing plane warriors."
"I see." Jun Chang said with a smile.
"boom!"
At this moment, there was a booming sound in the sky.
The Violet Demon King bombarded a phantom on the ground battlefield dozens of times, and finally exploded like a watermelon!
All the martial artists were shocked to see it.
This exposed guy can blow up a strong man with his fists alone, his strength is too terrifying!
Jun Changxiao didn't care about the obliterated battlefield ghosts, but looked at the stronghold and found that the area had expanded by a hundred feet, so he grinned and said, "This experience is super cool!"
He is cool!
The high priest in Zhongzunzhou's altar cried.
Because the time has not stopped after shrinking to one year, it is gradually decreasing day by day.
"boom!"
In the stronghold, Li Shangtian pierced the ghosts on the battlefield with the True Yang Sword, and the number of days on the earth spirit instrument was reduced from 360 days to 359 days.
"High Priest!"
An old man said tragically, "What should we do?"
"Why."
Seeing that the time had been reduced by two days, the High Priest shook his head and said, "What is supposed to come will come eventually, it doesn't matter how fast it is, let the sects know so that they are ready to go to the plane battlefield at any time."
"yes!"
When the news reached the various sects and the top powerhouses in the fastest time, they all sighed and prepared to die on the battlefield.
"Master Mu."
In the main hall of the Wan Gu Sect, Li Luoqiu said: "Hong Lian is currently practicing in closed doors."
Mu Changhong stood up, as if he was several decades old, then walked to the cafeteria lonely, and said, "Miss Liu, can I have some fried rice for the old man?"
"OK."
Not long after, several bowls of fried rice were placed on the table.
Mu Changhong raised the chopsticks with difficulty, thinking that he was about to enter the plane battlefield and parted with his daughter, so he put down the chopsticks sadly.
"daughter."
He secretly said: "How much I hope that you can break through the Martial Emperor after the end of the plane battlefield."
"Boom!"
Outside the Xingyun Continent stronghold, the flame fist directly smashed the head of the ghost on the battlefield, Mu Honglian retracted her fist, and said with burning eyes: "A few more fights, breaking through the Martial Emperor will be no problem!"