Legendary Pharmacist

In fact, every defensive front is surrounded by strong people from the divine realm, and their powerful combat power is the ultimate pillar of the front.

In the beginning, there were relatively few gaps in the defensive front, and a few god-level supreme beings reached the gaps, and they could hold the offensive temporarily.

However, as the number of gaps in the front line increased, the Supreme Being of the Divine Realm gradually failed to take care of everything, so he had to let the people with the first level of cultivation to make up for it.

The light flickered, explosions erupted everywhere, and the sound of shouting and killing echoed in the air for a long time accompanied by the flames.

Most of the practitioners here are elites from various sects and sects, and many are even members of the elder generation.

They have rich combat experience, fierce moves, and fast strength.

For a while, he was on par with the Blazing Soul army, fighting back and forth for an inch of space at the gap in the front line.

The blazing soul was crushed and beheaded, the flames ignited the scorched earth on the ground, and the lava dripped and rolled wantonly.

The detonated soil puppet was smashed into pieces, and the broken soil slag flew and scattered, merging with the ground.

Human cultivators were killed, their limbs were broken, and fragments of burning and carbonized clothing fell with shimmering blades.

They fell into the black and scorched earth, were swallowed up by loose soil residue, and buried in the long river of history.

Destruction, death, and destruction are staged in a small area with a radius of tens of feet, piling up layers of story dust on the ground.

The two sides fought back and forth, which quickly turned into a tug-of-war, and then from a tug-of-war to a war of attrition.

However, for the practitioners of Yunxiu Continent, a war of attrition is the worst outcome.

The birth of a cultivator in the divine realm requires the accumulation of a large amount of resources and decades of training.

But now, the Divine Realm is like firewood, thrown into the fire one by one to keep warm.

No, not firewood.

It's like burning the most exquisite artwork, the rotten wood, just for the last bit of warmth.

But what about the Blazing Soul and the Explosive Earth Puppet on the opposite side?

Those are worthless gadgets, obviously consumables.

As long as there is material,

If you have time, you can produce as much as you want.

Even if the human cultivator is replaced ten to one, it is still a sure profit.

As the Supremes of the Divine Realm with the highest combat power, they are also the actual commanders of the three defensive fronts. Of course, they know the consequences of fighting a war of attrition.

In order to reduce casualties as much as possible, the Supremes took the initiative to go to the forefront of the battle, and exerted their strongest unique skills with all their strength.

However, the blazing soul army commanded by the scythe is not a rabble.

After a little contact, the sickle demon no longer entangled the blazing soul and the supreme being in the divine place, but chose to detour to attack other practitioners on the front line.

During the fierce battle, the wooden avatar sent out by Zheng Qiu was also of great help.

The fighting ability of the wood clone is not as good as Zheng Qiu's body.

However, using the characteristics of vitality and divine power, it is still no big problem to challenge Blazing Soul one-on-one.

The battle line stretched thousands of feet, fighting everywhere, and the fifteen wooden clones helped everywhere, and they couldn't control all the positions.

From the information brought back by the avatar, Zheng Qiu knew that more than 20% of the cultivators in the three defense lines in the southeast and north had been killed or injured.

This loss is too great to continue, and we must find a way.

Looking up to the south, that is the direction Qian Yunzong and Qianqi Yinbao led the defense.

A huge blue light sword of nearly one hundred feet was facing the area outside the base of the mountain, cutting horizontally and vertically.

It should be that Yunyou is using the sword technique of transforming elephants to protect the practitioners of Qianyunzong with her own strength.

Raising his head and patting his forehead vigorously, Zheng Qiu frowned and cursed secretly: "What a pig's brain, quickly think of a way.

If we drag it any longer, we don't need to wait for Mo Junrong to catch up, we will be finished by ourselves! "

If the calculation is not wrong, it started from the appearance of the detonating clay puppet outside the mountain base until now.

The total elapsed time is probably less than six sticks of incense.

In six sticks of incense time, the army of blazing souls beat the human elite cultivators to pieces.

Too fast, with an absolute numerical advantage, it is indeed too difficult to deal with.

The brain was running fast, and Zheng Qiu felt like his brain was about to smoke.

At this moment, he inadvertently raised his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the meteorite beyond the base of the mountain.

The meteorite is huge and towering, casting a vast shadow on the ground.

No matter what angle the aftermath of the practitioner's flying moves hit the meteorite, the huge thing didn't tremble at all.

Zheng Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and an idea appeared in his mind, which was very likely to succeed.

The huge meteorite is like a mountain peak, and its outline is fusiform, but it is a bit rounder than the standard fusiform.

The meteorite pierced the ground, adding up the ground and underground parts, it should be more than six hundred feet high.

How to block such a big stone horizontally between the cultivators and the army of blazing souls? Isn't that a big rock wall?

With it as a cover, it would be difficult for the flightless detonating clay puppet to cross over, and the attack momentum of Blazing Soul would also be hindered.

Even if the interior of the meteorite is hollow, there are still many holes extending in all directions.

But getting from one side to the other isn't something that can be done quickly.

Slowing down the attack speed of the blazing soul army can relieve the pressure on the cultivators in the west.

As for the situation of the other three sides, let's talk about it after the meteorite is overthrown, and first solve the problems that are happening in front of me.

Rubbing his hands together, Zheng Qiu took out the Lingyun glazed coral fruit from the empty dissolving bottle, softened it with water and stuffed it into his mouth.

After a little chewing, the fruit will disintegrate and flow down the throat like fine wine.

The warm and moist jade liquid fell into the abdomen, and spread directly to the surroundings, turning into the purest Qi and the power of heaven and earth.

Among them, Qi Jin gathers in the dantian, blending with Zheng Qiu's own white Qi Jin, and the amount of physical Qi Jin is crazily increased.

The power of heaven and earth was collected by Zheng Qiu and hidden in the sea of ​​​​qi, ready to be used as a primer for the activation of the spell.

After swallowing the glass coral fruit of Lingyun, Zheng Qiu moved his limbs, set up the moss and rushed towards the meteorite.

"I will take care of the people Ge Wuqing doesn't want to take care of, and I will save the people he doesn't want to save.

The God Lord has not yet appeared, and the Yunxiu Continent cannot be defeated by these pawns..."

The meteorite stands outside the range of the mountain base, and the ground is full of blazing souls and clay puppets. Zheng Qiu has to pass through it if he wants to get close.

A distance of hundreds of feet, more than 30 blazing souls, and thousands of explosive earth puppets, do you really want to kill them all the way?

No, Zheng Qiu needs to save time, it's too slow to rush through.

He stopped suddenly and straddled, feet shoulder-width apart, firmly planted on the ground.

Raise your hands high up, like holding up a large hall, or spreading your five fingers to the sky to pray.

Gritting his teeth, he spit out a word with anger and passion.

"Lift!"

As the words sounded out, Zheng Qiu's energy boiled like a pot, and then spewed out from the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head crazily.

Not only the top of the head, but also the eyes, ears, mouth and nose also gushed out white air, and the gushing momentum became more and more violent.

Seen from afar, Zheng Qiu looked like a boiling kettle, spewing water vapor violently into the sky.

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