plumnovel Chapter 730 Ancient Spirit Treasure
Chapter 730 Ancient Spirit Treasure
Chapter 730 Ancient Spirit Treasure
In the consciousness of all the monks, the aura of heaven and earth in a radius of a hundred miles or even farther away was chaotic and uncontrollable at this moment, and it became extremely strange.
As if influenced by some inexplicable force, the aura of heaven and earth gathered in four directions, and even Zhenjun Yuanying couldn't even think of mobilizing it.
In this case, if you cast spells and supernatural powers, the power will drop by a few percent compared to normal times due to the influence of the aura.
The actions of the cultivators of Huashen caused large-scale fluctuations in the spiritual energy of the world, and in the blink of an eye, giant spiritual energy storms formed, which seriously affected the operation of the mana of low-level monks.
The closer you are to the cultivator, the stronger this influence will be.
"Whoosh~"
As far as the eye could see, many spirit ships of the Qianting coalition forces staggered and fell to the ground, and even the third and fourth tier high-level spirit ships were affected.
The rapid formation of the spiritual energy storm, and even the orderly operation of the spiritual power inside the spirit ship, have been affected more or less.
"The only ones who can deal with the cultivators who transform the gods are the cultivators who transform the gods!"
As soon as this thought flashed through, Liu Yu looked back.
I saw around the golden primordial spirit about a thousand feet away, dazzling auras of various colors suddenly appeared, one purple, one blue, one yellow, and the auras of three colors shone extremely brightly.
In the blink of an eye, it swelled to about a thousand feet, and surrounded the Kowloon God Lord in a combined attack.
At the same time, a series of three Spiritual Auras of the Transformation God level swept away like autumn leaves, which greatly increased the pressure on the cultivators under the Transformation God level.
In the night sky, the primordial spirits around four thousand feet away confront each other.
All around, the spirit ship that had been waiting in full battle was swaying, and the monks on it did not dare to breathe, but at this moment it was completely reduced to a foil.
In the final analysis, the structure of the world of cultivating immortals is determined by high-ranking monks.
Even though the Zixia Mountains are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, and Yuanying, as long as the Nine Dragon Gods can withstand the pressure of Qianting Huashen, this holy land of casual cultivation can still continue.
No matter how many monks there are in the lower realm, it is just a number.
The many changes on the battlefield are actually just a matter of one or two breaths. Things have reached this point, and all words seem pale and powerless.
After all, I still have to see the real chapter under my hand!
"boom!!!"
The next moment, a roar that seemed to shake the world suddenly came from behind.
In Liu Yu's line of sight, the four primordial lights of gold, purple, green and yellow suddenly became extremely dazzling.
Under these four kinds of light, everything between heaven and earth is eclipsed.
"Ugh~!"
The next moment, Liu Yu couldn't help but groaned in pain, and there was a burning pain in his eyes.
For him now, the realm of transforming gods is still too high, and it is extremely difficult to just watch.
In the space, the ubiquitous terrifying power easily tore up the spreading divine consciousness completely, and the primordial spirit also felt a tingling pain.
The four colors of auras radiate and radiate each other, so that the monks under the Nascent Soul are not even completely aware of how the four transformation gods are fighting.
Even for Liu Yu today, it is extremely difficult to watch.
But in the next moment, a crimson aura lit up in his eyes, and he used the supernatural power "Eye of the Stars" to peek forcibly.
Fighting skills at the level of transformation gods is rare in a thousand years. Since you can't leave immediately, you can't easily miss it.
In the line of sight of the eyes of the supernatural power and stars, part of the extremely dazzling four-color aura finally disappeared, making Liu Yu barely see part of the situation clearly.
Contrary to imagination, in the fierce battle between the four gods of transformation, their spells and supernatural powers did not cost tens of hundreds of feet, but only a few feet or so.
A large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth is gathered in the magical powers that are tens of feet in size. Even if the spiritual sense cannot be sensed, Liu Yu can still imagine the terrifying power contained in it.
To deal with "miscellaneous fish", the higher the natural efficiency, the better, and it is most suitable to open and close spells and supernatural powers.
But in fierce battles at the same level, it is necessary to ensure the power of each spell. Naturally, the more compact the body, the smaller the better, so that every power will not be wasted.
"Boom"
Deep cracks appeared on the earth, and the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth was extremely chaotic.
Even in the surrounding space, under the terrifying power of the transformation god level, there are space ripples appearing one after another.
From time to time, large or small space cracks appeared, but in the blink of an eye, the pitch-black space cracks disappeared quickly.
In just one breath, the Zixia Mountains were already devastated, no longer looking like a super-large gathering place for immortal cultivators, but like ruins.
In a fierce battle, often an inconspicuous aftermath can easily smash hundreds of feet high mountains.
Others don't know at all how the four gods fought fiercely, but judging from the earth-shaking changes in the Zixia Mountains, it is completely possible to imagine how terrifying the battle for the existence of Huashen is.
"Besieged by three of the same rank, even though the Kowloon God Lord is at an absolute disadvantage, it seems that he is not in danger of being defeated and killed?"
"Being able to cultivate from a casual cultivator to the realm of transforming gods, perhaps everyone underestimated this legendary monk no matter whether he was in the Qianting Court or the Holy Land."
Barely observing part of the situation, Liu Yu flashed various thoughts.
In his line of sight, the golden primordial spirit representing the God of Nine Dragons, although clumsy from the left to the right under the siege, still stands tenaciously, and has no tendency to be defeated and die at all.
Even though there is a gap in cultivation and being besieged by three people of the same level, as long as the Kowloon God Lord wants to retreat, he still looks like he can leave at any time.
The existence of the realm of transforming gods can already tear apart the space and carry out real teleportation.
In the face of the teleportation that tears apart the space, most of the formations have lost their effect.
"The higher the level of cultivating immortals, the more life-saving means monks have, and the harder it is to be killed."
"Jiulong Shenjun, as a loose cultivator, has gone through many hardships before becoming famous, and there must be many ways to save his life."
"This point, Qianting Holy Land will not fail to take it into consideration. Maybe it's just a test right now, and the real hole card is yet to come."
Suppressing the strong tingling sensation in his eyes, Liu Yu didn't blink, not wanting to miss any highlights, and various nods flashed in his heart.
Judging from the situation in Qianting Holy Land, this action is obviously not a temporary intention, but a long-planned action, and it must be fully prepared.
And the only ones who can deal with cultivators who transform themselves into gods are those in the same realm, but it is easy to repel them, but difficult to kill them.
Excluding all possibilities, the possible means of Qianting Holy Land are just around the corner.
"Lingbao!"
Thinking of this word, Liu Yu's heart trembled, and the sense of crisis was unprecedentedly strong.
He had inquired about it in detail. Back then, the Huofeng Clan used the momentum of the "Nirvana Sea of Fire", a wonder of heaven and earth, to truly cover a continent.
Even if it is only a ray of aftermath of the attack, a Jindan cultivator like Liu Yu would be in danger of life if he uses the cultivation of the spirit to activate the spirit treasure!
For Lingbao, it may be common for the attack range to cover tens of miles at every turn.
"We can't delay any longer. If we continue to stay here, the danger will become greater and greater."
"Maybe using Lingbao's fighting skills, with my current cultivation level, I don't even have the qualifications to watch the battle."
Realizing that the Holy Land of Qianting might use Lingbao, Liu Yu was startled, and his consciousness quickly swept around.
At this time, the three of them will leave the range of the coalition fleet, but they are still within its radiation range.
But fortunately, the fierce battle between the four gods has already firmly attracted the minds of most monks, and leaving at this time should only attract much attention.
After all, he is just a Golden Core cultivator, no matter which camp he is placed in, he is not considered conspicuous.
Thinking about this, Liu Yu decided to act immediately.
His lips squirmed, and he sent out a sound transmission of spiritual consciousness to Zhuo Mengzhen, and then the invisible and intangible power of spiritual consciousness gathered between his eyebrows, compressed and condensed into an invisible needle in a special way.
"Shocking Thorn"
Liu Yu's eyes flashed brightly, and a shocking thorn as thick as a cow's hair was shot out, covering a distance of more than ten miles in an instant, and instantly hitting the Qianting Golden Pill blocking the way.
"Uh~!"
This Qianting Golden Pill only had time to let out a short scream before losing consciousness the next moment.
Although the vestment has the effect of defending against the attack of spiritual consciousness, but with the strength of Liu Yu's current consciousness, the power of "scaring stab" is not what it used to be, and it directly penetrates the defense of the vestment and sinks into his head.
It has reached 160 miles of consciousness. I dare not say that it is comparable to the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but it is also much higher than the peak of the normal Golden Core.
And Zhuo Mengzhen also cooperated tacitly after receiving the transmission, changed his previous defensive posture, and controlled his natal magic weapon to actively attack.
"Whoa~"
Under the full force of this woman, the pink mysterious yin and yang needles are full of aura, and their power cannot be underestimated compared to ordinary golden pills. When the Qianting golden pills lose consciousness and their defenses are greatly reduced, they take the opportunity to launch a fierce attack.
"Ding Ding Ding ~"
In less than two seconds, a dense roar rang through my ears.
Just when Qianting Jindan's eyelids were trembling and he was about to wake up, the Xuanmiao Yinyang Needle finally broke through the defense of his robe.
"Pfft~"
Immediately, it pierced through its head, causing it to burst like a watermelon.
"Pfft~"
Zhuo Mengzhen's eyes flashed fiercely, and he continued to control the movement of the Xuanmiao Yin-Yang Needle, tearing the body of this Qianting cultivator apart, and turning him into powder together with the golden core.
In the end, just returned with the storage ring.
"Whoo~"
Seeing that the person blocking the way was finally dealt with, Zhuo Meng felt relieved.
But she knew that the time was urgent, and before the talisman returned to inspect the loot, she did not stop making tactic with both hands, controlling the blue flying boat to continue flying away into the distance.
Race against time and fly away, the Zixia Mountains that have turned into a battlefield.
"good."
"The greater the gap between the primordial spirit, the better the effect of the means of spiritual consciousness."
"Although in the central region, the monks who have cultivated to the peak of the golden core have some means of defending against the attack of the divine sense, the "shocking stab" is no longer a strange move."
"But as long as the gap between the soul and spirit is large enough, it can still have the final effect, and it is best to deal with some ordinary monks."
"The most important thing is that the fluctuation of the attack of the consciousness is minimal, and it is sufficiently secretive."
On the cyan flying boat, Liu Yu nodded slightly in satisfaction when he saw that the shocking stab really had the final result.
Although the fighting skills at the level of transforming gods were wonderful, but realizing that there might be a spirit treasure appearing on the stage, he no longer had the intention to watch the battle, and secretly urged Zhuo Mengzhen to speed up his escape.
But just as Liu Yu was thinking, a kind of power that made his body tremble involuntarily, even at a distance of one or two hundred miles, suddenly appeared from the direction of Zixia Mountains!
"This is a Lingbao!"
Liu Yu's heart shook, bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked back in horror.
I saw a phantom of a large tripod appearing above the Zixia Mountains at some point.
The entire body of the tripod is in a simple blue color, and many meaningful patterns are engraved in its peak, such as the ancient ancestors who fought against thousands of peoples, and the glory and glory of the ancient heaven were written on it.
At a glance, the patterns on it seem to come alive, and those scenes that have become history seem to be vividly remembered at this moment.
There are many similarities between this tripod and the first spiritual treasure "Jiuzhou Ding", perhaps there are many references when refining it.
However, in comparison, it is still a bit unclear.
"Lingbao—Shenzhou Cauldron."
The moment Liu Yu saw the big blue cauldron, the name of this treasure instantly appeared in Liu Yu's mind.
After the Great War of the Ancients, many spirit treasures disappeared, including the first spirit treasure "Jiuzhou Ding".
Having lost the most powerful spirit treasure, Heavenly Court was eager to find a substitute to deter the inside and outside, and the plan to refine the spirit treasure was launched again.
But how can the refining of Lingbao be taken lightly?
Not only do you need all kinds of precious resources, but you also need "miracles" if you want to give birth to "spirituality", which involves some kind of luck in the dark.
Even with the energy of the ancient Heavenly Court, attempts have failed one after another, the only exception is the "Shenzhou Ding", which can be regarded as a substitute for the "Jiuzhou Ding".
With the collapse of heaven and the change of celestial dynasties, this treasure is now in the hands of the Daqian royal family.
The phantom of the Shenzhou tripod seems to be infinite, and even the primordial spirits that exist among the four morphing gods seem a little small in comparison.
It covers the entire Zixia Mountains, as if representing the will of heaven and earth, and is the supreme "heaven".
Whether it is a spirit ship tens of feet long, or the monks standing on it, they are all as insignificant as dust in front of the phantom of the Lingbao Divine Continent Cauldron.
Liu Yu has no doubt that as long as Qianting Huashen has an idea, a full blow from the Shenzhou cauldron is enough to kill more than [-]% of the living beings within a thousand miles of the Zixia Mountains, except for the Kaihuashen monks.
Perhaps if they were not specifically targeted, the outstanding ones among the Yuanying Zhenjun could survive the blow by luck.
escape!escape!escape!
When Lingbao appeared, Liu Yu's face changed instantly when he realized that a battle of extremes might break out, and he no longer cared about hiding his strength.
His storage ring had a flash of inspiration, and the ancient treasure "Purple Lightning Cloak" appeared on his back, and the mana of body refining and qi refining in his body was surging endlessly, running at the fastest speed.
"Whoosh~"
Grabbing Zhuo Mengzhen in one hand and Zhang Yi in the other, Liu Yudun was at full speed.
In just one breath, he escaped a distance of fifty miles.
But tens of miles later, that supreme power has not weakened at all, and it still weighs on my heart like a huge stone.
"I hope it doesn't affect myself."
Liu Yu's complexion was extremely ugly, all kinds of thoughts flickered in his mind, and he didn't feel safe at all.
At the beginning, the Huofeng Clan's transformation gods used the spectacle "Nirvana Sea of Fire", but turned the entire Lingzhou into scorched earth.
He wanted to get out of Lingbao's attack range, tens of miles was not enough to see, and he might have to run for several hours to be safe.
While flying away, Liu Yu couldn't help but look back.
I saw that the ghostly shadow of Shenzhou Cauldron covering the entire Zixia Mountains moved, and seemed to be falling slowly and quickly.
With every inch that falls, the body shrinks a little.
That supreme power became more condensed in the process of falling, and gradually reached an unfathomable situation.
Its aura is firmly locked on the golden primordial spirit of the Kowloon God, so that there is no possibility of dodging.
Under the shroud of Lingbao's power, the space corresponding to the Zixia Mountains also became incomparably frozen, making it impossible for the cultivator of Huashen to escape by tearing apart the space.
The flames stopped, the spells stopped in place, and the monk remained motionless.
As the space was blocked, the entire frontal battlefield seemed to be frozen in time, and most monks couldn't even move a finger.
Looking back, Liu Yu seemed to see a vivid picture.
(End of this chapter)