Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

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Three days later, the great formation in the city was crumbling.

Persevering until now, the energy stored in the city, the spiritual stones accumulated, and various materials, etc., are all lost in the battle. Many array nodes have been seriously damaged, and many places are full of potholes, suffering indelible losses.

Persevering until now, the Feather Demons are all a little tired, and there is despair in the tiredness.

Turin the Great stood on the city wall, looking down at everything from above, watching the battle between the two sides, watching the loss of the two sides, without a trace of expression, just calculating with his fingers, calculating the strength comparison between the two sides.

Just then, there was a rumbling sound.

Accompanied by a violent sound, a luxurious chariot appeared in the void. It was made of immortal gold. It was luxurious and domineering on the whole. It was engraved with exquisite floats and wrapped in golden satin. Nine black dragons had mighty bodies. Domineering, but at this moment is extremely well-behaved, lying down and pulling the chariot.

The chariot ran in the void, making a humming sound.

On top of the chariot, stood a stalwart man with a body of 1.85 meters. His body was quite burly and sturdy, with a large frame of bones. He had a big head, big arms, big hands and big feet. He was wearing a golden armor. The breath is mighty and domineering, holding a spear in his hand.

The spear was extremely long, measuring three meters in length.

In front of the spear, it is wrapped with golden silk thread, in the middle is wrapped with black silk thread, and finally the position of the spear head is wrapped with blue silk thread, which is majestic and domineering as a whole.

The tip of the spear, which is about three feet long, is extremely sharp and seems to be able to pierce everything.

The visitor is somewhat familiar, it is the immortal young master Bo Xun.

The Immortal Demon King is famous, and he is the master of the Feiyu world. His reputation is famous, whether it is a good reputation or a bad reputation, all the world is shocked.

Relatively speaking, Bo Xun, the heir of the Immortal Demon Gentleman, looked a lot darker under the halo of his father.

But the Great Emperor Turin did not despise him at all. His small reputation did not mean his strength was poor, but he was very powerful.

Bo Xun said: "Tu Ling, why did you betray my father? Under one person, above ten thousand people, isn't this a bad position? Why betray my father?"

Turin the Great sneered and said: "Betrayal, there is no such thing as a betrayal. In the past, I was forcibly left a slave imprint, and I had little loyalty to the undead devil; now, my loyalty to the undead devil is still very little!"

Bo Xun sighed and said, "Do you know what this means? Not only are you going to be killed, but even the Feather Demons will disappear completely. In the long history, some powerful races did not accept me because of their disobedience. Father, in the end, he was executed and killed!"

Turin the Great sneered: "If the undead devil is still the ruler of the world, I am naturally afraid, but now the undead devil has been sealed by the Zifu world and is in trouble. What else is there to fear in this emperor, it is nothing more than shopping. If there is too much fear in my heart, how can I get to this point!"

Bo Xun sneered: "Are you going to be obsessed?"

The Great Emperor Turin said: "Haha, the Feather Demons are not weak. Today they will fight the world bloodily. Let's see how much fighting power your undead have? Bo Xun, you have to be careful, lest you be killed by this emperor!"

Bo Xun said with a sneer: "Since you don't know how to repent, I will kill you completely today. The order goes on, and the Feather Demon Clan will be slaughtered, and the Feather Demon Clan will be killed without any mercy!"

"promise!"

Many monks said in unison.

With the order of Bo Xun, twelve tribulation cultivators appeared with a hammer in their hands.

Buzz!

The twelve tribulation monks glanced at each other, and the vast mana was instilled into the hammer. The golden pattern and the red pattern on the hammer were activated, and the runes inside were activated to the extreme, and the hammer was constantly getting bigger. Become as huge as a mountain.

The huge hammer head was dancing violently, making a humming sound, and smashed directly into the city.

Abandoning all means, some are just violent shocks, just destructive shocks.

Kacha!

The hammer hit it and made a crisp sound. The energy shield on the city vibrated violently and made a crisp sound. After holding on for less than three breaths, it began to shatter, like a broken turtle shell. The long-standing defense formation was completely broken.

Kill it!

With an order, countless monks roared and began to attack the Feather Demons.

"Let's fight **** everyone! Killing one is enough, killing two to earn one, we have no way out!" Emperor Turin said, and his voice spread to the entire city, with grief and helplessness in front of his voice, as well as the heart of **** battle.

The Feather Demon Clan cultivators looked at each other with a determined expression, and death flashed in their eyes.

On the road of immortality, there are not too many retreats, and there are not too many choices, only death battles, death battles, and death battles.

As for surrender, don't make a fuss.

Surrendering is not easy. To surrender, you must learn to bear the burden, learn to be humble, learn to kneel down and lick people's shoes, and let your dignity fall to the ground and be trampled on by others. Surrender means to stop being a man from today and start being a dog. Many monks did not have the courage to surrender and were reluctant to lose their dignity.

In many moments, death is actually nothing, and life is better than death, which is an extreme tragedy.

kill!

The Feather Demon cultivator shouted and charged towards the enemy.

Jindan cultivator, Nascent Soul cultivator, Spirit Transformation cultivator, Void Refinement cultivator, Daoist cultivator, and even Tribulation Transcendence cultivator are fighting fiercely with each other. There are monks dying all the time, life becomes extremely cheap, and the lives of monks are squandering and disappearing all the time.

Boom boom boom!

Some Feather Demon Clan cultivators motivated their mana and exploded directly; some Feather Demon Clan monks abandoned their defense and only attacked; some Feather Demon Clan used top-level forbidden secret techniques to perish with the enemy.

The battlefield quickly entered the shopping spree, and the Feather Demon cultivators were quickly dying out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But every time a Feather Demon cultivator dies, several enemies die.

One husband fights, ten people fear.

During the battle, the Feather Demon Clan cultivators will focus their attack on the Feather Demon Clan and some races that are better than the Feather Demon Clan. The explosion continues, the blood is flowing, the destruction continues, the tragic casualties are wave after wave, the fire of destruction tearing apart the enemies and destroying themselves.

Under such a fight, some monks subconsciously avoided and avoided.

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Above the void, Turin the Great looked down, and his expression flashed a trace of unbearable.

It can run Divine Sense, forcibly cut off all kinds of distracting thoughts, and look forward with both eyes fixed on Shaojun Bo Xun.

Shaojun Bo Xun looked at the enemy indifferently, urging the chariot, the golden chariot was rolling forward, like a burning sun, exuding scorching heat and destruction, exuding an air of despair and domineering, directly impacting the front. enemy.

hoo hoo hoo!

The nine black dragons were roaring, making bursts of roaring sounds. The scales on their bodies opened, and the black qi floated under their feet, moving forward rapidly. The domineering aura shocked everything. Holding the golden chariot, they charged at the enemy in front of them. , to tear apart the body of the enemy.

Boom boom boom!

In the roar, constantly approaching the Great Emperor Turin, Shaojun Bo Xun pulled out his spear, the spear was shaking, like a dragon taking off, the spear tip was flashing, and he directly assassinated.

At this moment, enter the state of unity of man and vehicle.

The powerful power of the chariot, the power of the nine black dragons are blessed on the body of Shaojun Bo Xun, and all the power is blessed on the spear. On the spear, there are the profound meaning of sharpness, the profound meaning of space, and the profound meaning of death, and there are terrifying laws. Running, with a sense of certainty.

As long as the spear is pierced, it will inevitably stab the enemy, and the enemy cannot dodge at all, only hard resistance.

The water and fire wings behind Turin the Great were shaking, his body quickly stepped forward, the long sword in his hand slashed out, and the endless bright light was flashing, seemingly turning into an eternal sun.

Spear and sword collided, blood and fire collided.

Stab it!

The spear is shaking continuously, and the terrifying force is blessed on it, constantly changing the angle, and stabbing out from different directions; the sword is shaking, stabbing continuously, and constantly intercepting the spear.

At the moment of the confrontation between the two sides, blood and mana were violently colliding, without the slightest leakage of energy, it converged to the extreme, and it would not affect outsiders, but it was quite dangerous.

The monks around him are bound to open up subconsciously. As for some top-level tribulation elders, they can participate in the battle, but they are also subconsciously avoided.

In the world of immortality, it advocates strength and despises power and conspiracy.

Demons, that's how it is.

Many people are looking at this young lord Bo Xun. If he can suppress the Great Emperor Turin by himself, all ethnic groups will naturally submit, and they will all be in awe; but if his strength is not enough, he cannot win one-on-one, and he has to rely on him. The group fights to win, this young master Bo Xun is just like that.

People are not convinced, no amount of tricks are useless.

clang clang!

The weapons collided, simple and direct, simple and rude.

After confronting dozens of moves, Shaojun Bo Xun seemed a little impatient, urging his heart, his heart was beating violently, a huge vitality surged out of his body, and the endless power of life surrounded his body, qi and blood. It has grown to the extreme, and its body exudes golden yellow.

"Fa Tianxiangdi, suppress Qiankun!"

Shaojun Bo Xun urged the secret technique, and his body suddenly became larger, becoming a body ten feet tall, and the chariot under his feet also grew larger.

As the body became larger, the strength of the arm doubled and tripled on the original basis, and the spear flashed and directly assassinated. It seems that the strength is a little overbearing. When the spear stabbed out, the void buzzed and shattered directly, and black cracks appeared, with terrifying energy turbulence flowing.

"Immortal golden body!"

The Great Emperor Turin urged the secret technique, the ice and fire mysteries on his body were surging, and the huge energy was poured into the body, and there were water and fire textures on the body. The sword also became thick and heavy.

The sword was flashing, and it came directly to kill.

The two sides confronted each other again. It seems that the speed became slower due to the larger body, but the strength and defense soared, and the two started a tragic confrontation like giants.

The energy of destruction swept in, and the domineering energy swept in all directions. Within a hundred miles, there were waves of destruction. Countless low-level monks were affected and died of unfortunate deaths; the monks who were lucky enough to escape also left quickly, as if they were afraid. what.

After confronting a hundred moves, Shaojun Bo Xun was still unable to take down the enemy, and he couldn't help but be slightly impatient.

Under the activation of spiritual sense, a gourd appeared on the top of the head, the gourd was blue, and its appearance was inconspicuous.

But Shaobo Xun bowed to the blue gourd and said respectfully, "Please turn around, baby!"

The blue gourd was ringing, and the mouth of the gourd opened and flew out a stream of light. The streamer light flashed and finally turned into a villain in a red bellyband, holding a flying knife in his hand. At the moment when the primordial spirit villain appeared, a terrifying air force froze the Great Emperor Turin.

Turin the Great wanted to move a little, but couldn't.

The villain of Yuanshen controlled the flying knife and quickly approached the neck of Turin the Great. The flying knife turned around his neck, and suddenly his neck fell to the ground.

Not only the head fell, but the primordial spirit was also chopped in two.

After a while, the primordial spirit villain turned into a streamer and flew back into the blue gourd.

"What a fast knife, it turns out to be a fairy weapon, the soul of a fairy..." With his head on the ground, Emperor Turin looked at the blue gourd, and looked at the primordial spirit villain and seemed to understand something: "The undead devil is really powerful and terrifying, but After all, you underestimate me!"

At this moment, the fallen head of Emperor Turin returned to his neck, and red flames burned on his body. There was vitality in the flames. Erosion according to the above rules. The wound, which was fatal, healed quickly.

The wounds are recovering, and they are recovering little by little from the desperation of mortal death.

"Nirvana Jindan, you are good luck!"

Shaojun Bo Xun was slightly surprised. The Nirvana Golden Pill had the terrifying power of Nirvana, and it could help a monk who had crossed the ninth level of tribulation to recover from dying, which was beyond his expectations.

He wanted to activate the Immortal Slaying Gourd again, but the blue-colored gourd fell into a deep sleep, making it difficult to activate its power.

But it doesn't matter, he has many treasures left by his father, as well as the method of overcoming the enemy.

"Yin-yang grinding disc, kill me!"

Shaojun Bo Xun took out a grinding disc, the bottom is black, with the ultimate pure yin power; the top is white, with the ultimate pure yang power. The combination of the two has evolved into a yin and yang grinding disc, which can obliterate the enemy's soul and body, and disappear into nothingness.

Buzz!

The yin and yang grinding disc swept the Tathagata and directly suppressed it.

The Great Emperor Turin smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, I'll take you to flying immortals!"

The breath on the body erupted, and a vortex appeared above the head. At the end of the vortex, a bronze door appeared. The bronze door opened, and it seemed that a high-latitude world appeared. It seemed that it was a supreme stalwart world.

Endless mystery, endless creation, is in it.

In the bronze portal, a force of reception descended and wrapped around the Turin the Great.

The body of Turin the Great was flying, flying towards the bronze portal.

However, at the moment of ascension, the power of reception and attraction hit Shaojun Bo Xun, and they were connected with each other and soared together.

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