Fairy Tree

"So powerful?" Xiao Lin couldn't help being surprised when he heard this, and finally understood that in the world of cultivation, a large-scale war broke out, and a large number of low-level monks were not useless, if it was really like what Lin Xueying said.

A large number of low-level monks may not be able to compete with high-level monks through the fusion array on the battle fortress.

"Then the war between sects in the entire world of cultivation is about fighting for more people?" Thinking of this, Xiao Lin couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Hearing this, Lin Xueying's eyes showed some speechlessness, and she said: "The battle fortress is not without restrictions. First of all, the refining of the battle fortress is extremely difficult. Under normal circumstances, if a large-scale war between cultivators does not break out, , will not be taken out for use.”

"In addition, high-level monks, such as those at the Nascent Soul stage, are unable to compete through battle barriers. The attack power of Nascent Soul stage monks is too powerful. As long as they are broken through a little, so many powerful battle barriers will collapse in an instant."

"So the use of the battle fortress is just an attack method between middle and low-level monks when a war breaks out between sects. For high-level cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage, they usually compete alone, and the winner is ultimately decided. It is usually the final outcome between high-level cultivators."

After Lin Xueying explained this, Xiao Lin finally understood that the emotional battleground was not invincible, and it was still not enough in front of the old monster Yuanying.

However, after thinking about it for a while, Xiao Lin understood that in the final analysis, the strength competition between sects ultimately fell on the Yuanying stage monks. The more Yuanying stage monks in a sect, the greater the individual combat power. If it is strong, then the status of this sect in the world of cultivation will naturally be higher, and the more cultivation resources it occupies.

"The main reason why our five major sects in the Tianlu Mountains have been oppressed by the Ancient Xuan Sect is that our five major sects do not have the existence of late Yuanying or even the peak of Yuanying. This has kept us in a relatively passive situation, while the Ancient Xuan Sect exists. There is a great monk at the peak of Nascent Soul, but this person has been practicing in seclusion and has never gone out to personally deal with our five major sects. "

"Otherwise, as long as he is alone, our five major sects will not be able to withstand it, and I am afraid they will be destroyed in an instant." After thinking about it, Lin Xueying continued, as if she was giving Xiao Lin some basic knowledge in the world of cultivation.

After Xiao Lin heard this, he realized how weak the five major sects were compared to the ancient Xuan Sect. As far as he knew, the only Yuanying ancestor in Dancao Mountain, Tianyi, was only at the early stage of Yuanying, and the ancient Xuanzong actually had a great monk at the peak of Yuanying.

This horrified Xiao Lin. The peak of Yuanying, the highest realm of cultivation in this world, seems to be the realm of transformation. The peak of Yuanying is only one step away from the realm of transformation. Once you can take this step, you will probably ascend directly. It's over the limit.

This made Xiao Lin envious, and he didn't know if he could reach such a state in this life.

Soon, the large eagle battle fortresses from four directions came to the two of them, faintly surrounding them in the middle.

As the spiritual light dispersed, a total of twelve inner disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect jumped off the battle barrier and came to the two of them. As for the outer disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect, they were still standing on the Great Eagle Battle Barrier, their auras connected, and they looked like An alert look.

At this time, one person walked out from among the twelve inner disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect. This person was nine feet tall and had a very strong body. He was holding a mountain ax in his hand, and his upper body was naked, exposing pieces of bronzed muscles.

He glanced at the two of them and sneered: "It was you two who killed Shi Zhongbai?"

"So what? Who are you?" Before Xiao Lin could answer, Lin Xueying took the lead, raised Xinyue, and answered coldly.

"It's fine if it's you. Before Shi Zhongbai died, he issued a real ancient order and vowed to kill you. Since we are facing each other, Wu will send you on your way." The strong man is also a ruthless character, and he doesn't talk nonsense. After confirming the identities of the two people, they took three steps back.

The eleven inner disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect behind him each used a magic weapon spiritual light to attack the two of them.

Naturally, Xiao Lin and Lin Xueying did not expect these people to let them leave safely. They had long been mentally prepared for this fight. When the strong man spoke, Xiao Lin patted the bag on his waist.

The Three-Yuan Dharma Flag suddenly shot out, paused slightly, and then disappeared.

Not far away, an inner disciple of the Ancient Xuan Sect with a pockmarked face suddenly felt a heat on his scalp, and his expression immediately changed. But before he could use any defensive measures, a series of dark purple fireballs exploded above his head.

A large swath of flames engulfed it directly, and it disappeared without even a scream.

After Xiao Lin succeeded in the sneak attack, he pointed at the spiritual shield beside him. The spiritual shield immediately expanded to several feet in size, forming a giant shield in front of him and Lin Xueying.

"Ding ding dong dong" The auras of various magic weapons hit the Lingyin Shield, and auras immediately shot out. The aura on the Lingyin Shield also began to dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, Xiao Lin did not show the slightest expression of panic. He had already expected this. He patted the bag on his waist, and with a "buzzing" sound, tens of thousands of soul-eating fire poisons flew out of the spirit beast bag and gathered into a crowd. There was a fire cloud more than ten feet in size.

Seeing this cloud of fire, Lin Xueying next to Xiao Lin also showed horror in her eyes.

Previously, when Xiao Lin dealt with Shi Zhongbai, the fire clouds he commanded were not small, but not so many. At this moment, there were probably tens of thousands of these weird spiritual insects, and the aura exuding from each spiritual insect was... They are all auras that can only be possessed by ordinary Dzogchen monsters.

Just thinking about it made Lin Xueying terrified, and she couldn't help but think highly of Xiao Lin again.

When the strong man and the disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect saw the huge fire cloud, their expressions changed wildly. They had never seen so many weird spiritual insects before, and they all used defensive weapons to protect themselves in the middle.

In their opinion, as long as they protect their whole body with defensive magic weapons, although these weird bugs are all in the realm of ordinary Dzogchen, it would be a bit unrealistic to break through the defenses laid by their foundation-building monks.

Soon they realized that they were wrong. After releasing all the soul-devouring fire Gu, Xiao Lin pointed with one hand and coldly snorted "Go".

The large fire cloud immediately split into two pieces, one of which flew towards a dozen inner disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect, and the other flew towards the four battle fortresses.

After being enveloped by a large cloud of fire, the inner disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect suddenly discovered in horror that the magic power in their bodies began to drain away at an alarming speed, and the protective auras on the defensive instruments around them were also visible to the naked eye. The speed dimmed.

In almost a moment, their defensive magic weapons collapsed and turned into iron and fell to the ground.

Before they could sacrifice their magical weapons again or escape, they were wrapped up in a large number of soul-devouring fire Gu. Under the burning fire, they were reduced to ashes almost in the blink of an eye.

This scene not only frightened the strong man out of his wits and turned pale, but Xiao Lin himself was also frightened by the terror of these soul-eating fire Gus. The last time he killed Shi Zhongbai, he only used these soul-eating fire Gus. Resisted the intermediate talisman attack from Shi Zhongbai.

Moreover, the Imperial Envoy Soul-Eating Fire Gu killed dozens of ancient Xuanzong's outer disciples in the Qi-refining period. At that time, he didn't think much of it. After all, the Qi-refining period monks were nothing more than ants to Xiao Lin. Now more than a dozen ancient disciples Xuanzong's inner disciples were instantly killed by his own soul-devouring fire Gu.

This was so terrifying that even Lin Xueying beside her couldn't help but lightly lick her lips, her eyes were full of horror, and she was glad that Xiao Lin was her teammate and not her enemy.

Immediately afterwards, screams were heard one after another in the distance. Although the outer disciples of the ancient Xuan Sect connected their magic powers through the battle fortress, the spirit-eating fire Gu's ability to devour spiritual energy made it become The nemesis of those battle fortresses.

It only took a cup of tea to gnaw away the aura wrapped around the battle fortress. Once the aura dissipated, those outer disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect became fish meat exposed in front of wild beasts, and were naturally reduced to ashes by the swarming soul-devouring fire Gu. .

However, the outer disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect on the other two battle forts left the battle fort one after another before the aura of the battle fort collapsed and flew towards the distance, hoping to escape.

And how could the Soul-Eating Fire Gu let them go so easily? After receiving Xiao Lin's order to kill them all, it immediately split into more than a dozen small fire clouds and chased after the outer disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect.

After the strong man saw this scene, he didn't hesitate at all. He poured mana into his feet, turned into a spiritual light, and fled towards the distance.

"Want to run?" Xiao Lin sneered, pointing with one hand at the Three-Yuan Dharma Flag hanging in front of him. The Three-Yuan Dharma Flag immediately spun around and disappeared. The next moment, the strong man appeared in front of him. over the head.

Nine dark purple fireballs the size of wheels fell from the sky and hit the strong man.

Although the strong man was busy escaping, he did not panic. He patted the bag on his waist, and a palm-sized green shield jumped out. The shield instantly expanded to three feet in size, and ripples flashed on the surface. At the same time, a wave of The sound of turbulent waves came out.

Nine fireballs hit the green shield one after another like a cannon, and a large white mist immediately erupted. However, the green shield did not collapse as Xiao Lin imagined, but became stronger and stronger.

"Spirit weapon?" Xiao Lin exclaimed, with a look of surprise on his face.

But he had no intention of letting the strong man go. Black mist appeared all over Xiao Lin. The next moment, the black mist dissipated, and Xiao Lin's figure suddenly appeared more than ten feet away. After a few flickers, Xiao Lin came. He reached a position several feet away from the strong man.

Xiao Lin pointed at the Bingluan Sword beside him, and the Bingluan Sword let out a sword roar. Two sword lights flashed from the sword, and three sword lights flew towards the strong man.

"Do you have to be so cruel, fellow Taoist?" A trace of anger flashed across the pale face of the strong man, and he shouted loudly. He swung the giant ax in his hand, and several ax shadows more than ten feet long shot out to greet him. Towards Xiao Lin's Bingluan Sword.

"Nonsense." Xiao Lin sneered, patted the bag on his waist, and clasped Han Xing into his hand.