Global Gods: I Have Loaded The Immortal Cultivation Mod

The howling ice blade exudes an astonishing coldness.

All the water mist along the way is condensed into crystal clear ice beads.

Then drew out a series of azure blue spiritual light trails, breaking into the bodies of the blocking lizardmen one by one.

What double-layered rhinoceros leather armor, what thick green scale armor, including the thick flesh——

They couldn't resist the ice blades that were more than 20 centimeters long, shaped like crescent moons, and as thin as cicada's wings.

If you touch it, you will be injured or killed!

The leading Lianjia warrior rushed to the front, and his tall body attracted a lot of attention.

There are more than ten ice blades aimed at him alone.

As a result, more than a dozen streaks of azure aura flashed across, leaving only a pile of broken pieces of meat and broken chains, not even blood.

All were frozen into broken ice and blood clots.

This is the result of ten years of hard work by the soldiers!

When Realm was improving slowly, under Luo Li's teaching and instructor Shawa's training, as the spears and shields of the Mingcang sect, what the Taoist soldiers did most was to brainstorm and study how to improve the power of the elementary Taoism they mastered .

Finally came to a simple answer -

Compress, keep compressing!

From the thickness of one finger at the beginning, to the thickness of half a finger, and finally as thin as cicada's wings, the Spirit Power consumption of the primary Taoism [Ice Blade Technique] has never been reduced, even with the improvement of the cultivation base of Taoist soldiers. has increased.

But the volume is getting smaller and thinner.

The chill that emanates is getting stronger and stronger.

As a result, in the test on the training ground, within 50 meters, the ice blades issued by each Skachi murhuman could easily pierce the double-layer iron armor carefully forged by the kobold blacksmiths.

The same is true for the basic Taoism [Fireball Technique] of the jackal soldiers. From the size of a basketball to the size of a fist in its final form, the temperature of the center of the fireball is thousands of degrees, which can easily melt the double-layer armor into molten iron.

Almost reached a Realm that can't be upgraded.

One step further, it will be the threshold of intermediate Taoism.

However, on the battlefield, Shawa, the training instructor of the Taoist soldiers, looked very ugly at this time.

"Are you all piggies (pigs)?"

"How many times have I said that unless I say that I need to focus fire, no more than three people can aim at a target."

"As for that swamp lizardman who doesn't even reach the third level, what qualifications does a team have to waste Spirit Power for it?"

"Do you know that on a real battlefield, every [Ice Blade] Spirit Power saved may eventually save a comrade's life."

Hearing this, behind Shawa, a scaki murloc with big left eye and small right eye pouted speechlessly.

Just now, it was obviously you who said to kill the most arrogant guy who rushed to the front first, but everyone did what you said, but it didn't get you any favors.

You have finished all the words!

But it didn't dare to say this in person, otherwise the instructor of dual cultivation would beat him on the spot until he vomited out his breakfast yesterday.

But sometimes, people are unlucky, and they have to stuff their teeth when drinking cold water.

"Trachoma, don't think I can't see you because you're hiding behind me. I'm talking about your team."

"I know that your team is united as one, but there is no need to focus on one target every time. I have told you three times. When you go back, each will deduct three Lingbei and have an extra month of training. No haggling is allowed!"

Hearing this, Trachoma's big left eye met his small right eye, and he was instantly dumbfounded.

Sin! ! !

——

However, compared to the dumbfounded trachoma, Guan Qun's eyeballs in the sky above God's Domain almost stared out.

What the hell!

This f*ck is just an exchange competition for first-year high school freshmen. Not many people even have third-tier family members. You can get me more than a hundred spellcasters.

Is this still a joke?

Who can bear this? !

Guan Qun knew very well about his ignorant family members.

If everyone fought each other with real swords and guns, this group of cold-blooded swamp lizardmen would definitely be able to fight to the last, without taking a step back.

But in the face of spellcasters, the existence of the spokesperson of the gods that they have always advocated, how much fighting spirit they can have in their hearts, only God knows!

No, right away.

Because the swamp lizardman [Chainja Warrior] who rushed to the front has collapsed!

Whoever saw the commander who was about to rush into the enemy formation was cut into pieces by the crescent ice blades exuding cold air, and the comrades beside him were cut to pieces by the ice blades flying out of nowhere. One piece falls in the west.

Inner fears will inevitably come to mind.

The distance of only thirty meters is like a path of death that no one can pass.

Any swamp lizardman who stepped in would turn into a corpse, falling freely together with the ice beads condensed in the air.

This moment is surrounded by the feeling of Death.

Very frustrating!

Especially under the influence of the ice blade technique, the fog became thinner. All the swamp lizardmen could clearly see that the enemy on the opposite side had reorganized their formation, and began to move forward with the heavily armored warriors holding shields as the leader.

From time to time, short spears and hand axes flew from the sky behind the shield.

Where there are a little more swamp lizardmen, dozens of ice blades will fly over and slaughter them wantonly.

In such an unequal battle, even the third-tier swamp lizardman war priest, who is a fanatic, could not see a glimmer of hope of victory.

But it will not retreat. As a fanatic, he will die on the way to charge for the gods.

"Warriors of the Lizard God, stabilize the formation, and stabilize the formation with me!"

"The magic power of the enemy's mage apprentices is limited. As long as we support them a little more, we can easily smash the heads of those dirty murlocs."

"persist in……"

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Before the words finished, it enjoyed the same treatment as the leader of the Swamp Lizardman Lianjia Warriors——

There are more than ten blue ice blades hundreds of meters away.

A familiar roar can be heard faintly: "Trachoma, who made your team focus on fire again!"

"It's still a target outside the formation."

"Ah, is that the enemy's war sacrifice?!"

"Oh! Trachoma, very good! You are very good!! You are indeed an outstanding disciple I taught."

"After going back, everyone will be rewarded with a Lingbei, and they will be trained for another month."

As soon as the words fell, the ice blade that was condensing on Trachoma's hand trembled and dissipated with a "shua".

Keep commanding to buckle three Lingbei, more training!

A Lingbei is rewarded for meritorious service, and additional training is also given!

Do more training! !

What kind of evil did I do every day! ! ! !