In the few days since the Zhenwu Qiankun Array appeared, the three great avenues were fighting each other, causing huge casualties. At this time, the three majors supported each other, the division of labor was clear, people made the best use of their talents, and everything was used to the best of their ability. On the contrary, they received excellent results.
Especially the emergence of Wu Ling can be said to have greatly changed the passive situation of human warriors. At the very least, there will be no serious casualties.
Half a day, one day, three days passed.
None of the warriors present died!
At this moment, in front of countless human warriors trapped in the Zhenwu universe, Wu Ling seemed to rise to a height of admiration and admiration.
In three days, Wu Ling won the hearts of many warriors. Wu Ling, this is at the expense of his spiritual power in exchange for their lives.
In this scenario, the old monsters who had a deep hatred of Hu Wan, Huang Shengyi, and Wu Ling frowned, but they also had to admit that compared with Wu Ling, they were far behind in treating the wounded. They also had to admit that Wu Ling was indeed much better than Tantai Menghua, Hu Qianjiao, and Huang Yifan.
However, seeing Wu Ling gather people's hearts like this, their hearts are always uncomfortable.
In the middle of the night, the number of mental bodies increased greatly, climbing to seven or eight thousand, and occasionally a few super mythical beasts were killed.
At this time, there was finally a casualty.
call!
Many warriors on the field, including Hu Wan and Tantai Meng, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and withdrew their gazes from Wu Ling.
"He is not a god after all."
Wu Ling thought to himself: "This time I shot, I only took out five or six cost collars. This Zhenwu Universe Mirror is really powerful, and it seems to be more powerful than the Seven Star Sword."
The sound of bang bang bang is endless.
The battle continued, and Wu Ling's figure was as graceful as a forest. Shuttle through the crowd in a mysterious trajectory.
After practice, Wu Ling has come to the conclusion that his effective treatment range is one thousand feet in radius.
One thousand feet is big enough, not to mention that Wu Ling is always on the move. As long as the route is set, he can indeed cover the defensive formation in a radius of fifty miles.
In this process, the benefits Wu Ling got himself were enough to make him ecstatic and unexpected.
Three days passed, and only one person died among the entire defensive formation composed of human warriors.
"The improvement in my cultivation base in these three days is equivalent to my previous two or three months of hard cultivation. I am really confused. I never thought that when I first came into this world, the reason why I would survive is relying on Zhenwu. The white mist of the universe mirror heals wounds.
I used to ignore the function of the Zhenwu Universe Mirror to save people. It turns out that saving lives and healing injuries can also speed up my cultivation. "
Wu Ling felt a stream of pure stars flowing through the mysterious lines of the Zhenwu Universe Mirror on the body, like a liquid, ignoring the space distance, flowing back into his body, further accumulating and tempering.
Deep in the body, the physical body covered by the Zhenwu Universe Mirror seems to have formed a mini universe, eagerly absorbing this steady stream of stars.
Of course, the spiritual power does not decrease but increases, and Wu Ling will use the Zhenwu Universe Mirror to hide naturally, so as not to be discovered by interested people.
On the tenth day, the number of spiritual bodies increased again, approaching tens of thousands.
According to the previous experience, this is the limit state that a human warrior can withstand.
At this time, several places of the defensive formation, even being temporarily breached by the spirit body, the warriors who were taking turns at rest, all shot one after another, launching fierce and terrifying attacks.
The battle has entered a fever pitch.
Roar.
Super mythical beasts, the probability of super mythical beasts appearing once again increased, which greatly increased the pressure on human warriors.
The sect masters of several large sects gathered together and looked at the entire defensive array that was overwhelmed by demons, ghosts, gods and spirit beasts, and everyone's face was full of sadness.
At the same time, they were impacted by these spiritual bodies. It's not just the eyes of Zhenwu Qiankun Array.
Most of the peaks, buildings, and beasts within the gate of the immortal. Even the immortal sacred place like the main vein of Dengxianmen was plunged into the shadow of terrible battle.
The Zhenwu Universe Array is still expanding crazily, slaughtering everything crazily. No one knows how long he will continue. What kind of suffering is it for billions of warriors and even the human warrior alliance
The Zhenwu Universe Array is continuous, covering a vast area, and the area affected has even extended beyond 50,000 miles.
Hundreds of millions of creatures, including countless spirit beasts and human warriors, are struggling to resist this disaster.
It is said that the last catastrophe suddenly broke out, and the number of martial artists in the chemical weapon realm on the Wuwu Continent was drastically reduced by half. Of course, most of the people who died were weak and small in the realm of qi, as well as low-level spirit beasts.
Survival of the fittest, under the temper of the last catastrophe, the remaining people on the climb to the fairy mountain are all elites, and there are countless strong ones, far beyond Wu Ling's imagination.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
Compared with the torment of most human warriors, the catastrophe was in Wu Ling's feeling, and time passed so quickly.
At every moment, his figure shuttles among the crowd, tirelessly and unaware of boredom.
Every time he stretched out his hand, he could save the dead and heal the wounded in times of crisis, making countless warriors in the crowd grateful and admired.
There is no magic way, no ghost way, and no hatred, only the gratitude of a dying person to the savior.
Under Wu Ling's control, the youth echelon of three great ways played an immeasurable role. The casualties of human warriors have been reduced to a minimum.
In the past half month, the total loss of the warriors of the entire human warrior defense formation was less than one hundred.
After this time of life and death grind. Many warriors who came back from the ghost gate have improved their realm.
Invisibly, Wu Ling's figure appeared so stalwart and tall in the eyes of the martial artists, even rising to the level of a god.
"He is Wu Ling, the son of Senior Qian Jingxue." After receiving Wu Ling's treatment, countless people naturally inquired about Wu Ling's identity. At this time, someone who knew the truth came out to speak for Wu Ling.
"Oh, no wonder! Son of a saint, there must be something extraordinary, Young Master Wu Ling's mind-bearing methods are much stronger than those of us." said an elder of the Yan Luo Temple.
But Wu Ling has made great progress in his cultivation in the past half a month.
In the past two months, he has saved the wounded and saved the wounded, and he has been in retreat for eight or nine months. Even he himself did not expect that the Zhenwu Universe Mirror was such a wonderful treasure that using spiritual power to heal others would increase his own cultivation.
Vaguely, Wu Ling felt that he was further away from the realm of Great Perfection. But this step, if you want to go out, it's not as simple as you think.
Transform the gods to great perfection, become immortal, and fly away by the wind. After treating countless people, Wu Ling suddenly had a sense of understanding: This Zhenwu Universe Formation seemed to be the last test for him. The Zhenwu Universe Array is not broken, and the knot in his heart cannot be unraveled. Even if his spiritual power has reached the Great Perfection, he cannot cultivate spiritually.