The first thousand two hundred and seventy-six chapters of the origin of the sword map(1/2)
Wang Daoyuan nodded solemnly and sighed in his heart: The human race usually fights fiercely among themselves, and life-and-death fights between powerful people often happen.
But when disaster struck, they were still very cohesive.
Previously, Qiyao Fuxian and Five Thunder Gods wanted to accept themselves as their disciples, and they also had the idea of cultivating more high-end combat power for the human race.
In the end, he was not able to accept him as his disciple, but he also gave out some important inheritance.
The purpose of this trip to the fantasy world was to experience myself and improve my state of mind.
Unexpectedly, I received so many important inheritances by the way.
Wang Daoyuan collected his mind and focused on the offensive and defensive battle in front of him.
The more than 20 strange birds of the demon clan were brave enough to fly to more than 300 miles south of the city.
At this distance, even the cultivator can unleash extremely powerful attacks.
The power of the many defensive instruments and defensive formations on the city wall can also be fully unleashed.
As soon as the demonic birds arrived, the defensive weapons on the city wall began to attack.
More than a dozen god-transforming monks poured their spiritual power into the giant crossbows. Then, the giant crossbows released a spiritual arrow to attack the strange bird on the opposite side.
The arrow was so fast that with Wang Daoyuan's naked eyes, he could only see a blur of silver light and shadow.
If he becomes the target of this arrow, there is no hope of escaping within five hundred miles.
He can only rely on his body to turn into flames to avoid arrow attacks.
The strange bird looks huge but is extremely agile.
He flapped his wings and made a weird dodge move, dodging the arrow.
Wang Daoyuan looked shocked. Such a big strange bird was far better than him in terms of physical skills.
Qiyao Fuxian smiled and said: "This is a monster domesticated by the demon clan, named Scale Wings, and it is famous for its speed and flexibility.
These twenty-odd scale wings are all in the middle stage of Mahayana, and are only half a step away from the realm of great power.
A single giant crossbow has no hope of hitting."
At this time, a powerful man shouted loudly: "Large volley of giant crossbows, ten giant crossbows aimed at a scale wing."
The demons won't just sit there and take a beating, and Scale Wings also carries a lot of giant crossbows on his back.
The demon's giant crossbow had accumulated spiritual power for a long time and was released at this time.
A giant spiritual crossbow as thick as a water tank was released and headed straight for the city wall.
There are more than twenty scale wings, and five or six giant crossbows are placed on each scale wing.
At this time, more than a hundred giant crossbows fired volleys, all aiming at the same point, which was exactly where Wang Daoyuan and Qiyao Fuxian were.
More than a hundred spiritual crossbow arrows as thick as a water tank were pointed directly at his face, and even the sky in the distance was obscured by these crossbow arrows.
Even though Wang Daoyuan had been through life and death many times, he was so frightened that his hands and feet were weak.
Boom...
The roaring sounds like thunderous explosions continued one after another, and Feicheng's defensive light shield continued to tremble.
After a few breaths, all the crossbow arrows disappeared.
After nearly half a cup of tea, Wang Daoyuan's breath returned to normal.
Qiyao Fuxian smiled and said: "You have experienced too little fighting, look at those monks who control giant crossbows.
Their cultivation level is similar to yours, but they can control giant crossbows freely even though they may die at any time.
Your state of mind still needs to be experienced. If you forcefully break through the Mahayana realm at your current level, you will probably get lost in the long river of heaven.
At that time, not even the commander-in-chief can save you."
Wang Daoyuan nodded solemnly and continued to watch the battle.
The monks on the human side are also experienced in many battles.
Having received such a strong attack from the demons before, he didn't panic much and was still controlling the giant crossbow in an orderly manner.
Ten spiritual crossbow arrows were seen flying out from the city wall, pointing directly at a scale-winged monster.
Feicheng's formation protects against the outside but not the inside. Attacks from the outside will be blocked by the formation.
Internal attacks will directly pass through the defensive mask without being blocked at all.
Scalewing, who was attacked by ten crossbow arrows, quickly dodged, but in the end he failed to dodge all the crossbow arrows, and one crossbow arrow nailed his head.
The lizard-like head instantly turned into a rotten watermelon, and the huge body fell to the ground.
Once Scale Wing dies, it will no longer be able to dodge quickly.
The demons on its back were quickly killed under the concentrated fire of the human giant crossbow.
There was a burst of cheers from the city wall, and Wang Daoyuan also shouted excitedly.
After the demons lost a scale wing, they did not dare to be as arrogant as before and retreated more than 500 miles away from the city.
The offensive and defensive battle between the two sides lasted for a long time. In the end, the demons lost more than half and fled back to the expedition fortress.
After that, humans and demons went back and forth and fought around the Ascension Valley for more than ten years.
The entire Ascension Valley was reduced to ruins, and most of the towering peaks like lotus petals turned into low mountains.
Eventually, the ascension channel of the Ascension Valley was interrupted, and the entire area became spatially unstable.
Without the Ascension Channel, the road to the Yanhuang Ancient World would be cut off, and the Ascension Valley would have no strategic value.
It makes no sense for the demons to continue to stay here.
In the past ten years, the human race has built more than ten flying cities, surrounding the entire Ascension Valley.
The demons fell into a very passive situation and had no choice but to evacuate the Ascension Valley and return to their base camp.
After these ten years of fighting experience, Wang Daoyuan's state of mind has improved tremendously, and he has truly achieved the level of collapse without changing his face.
After the demons evacuated, the humans rewarded them based on their merits.
Listening to the familiar names, the scene in front of Wang Daoyuan gradually became blurry.
Finally, everything went dark.
When light appeared in front of his eyes again, Wang Daoyuan found himself in the Juetian Abyss.
The phantom of Guiyuan Sword Immortal came out of the sword and nodded with satisfaction: "I see you have become much calmer, and you have gained a lot in the illusion."
Wang Daoyuan stood up and saluted: "Thank you, Master. I have learned a lot from this disciple who has been practicing in the illusion for more than ten years."
Afterwards, he immediately recalled the many inheritances he had learned in the illusion and found that they had not been forgotten.
Wang Daoyuan was overjoyed. Whether it was the Five Thunder God's experience, Qiyao Fuxian's secret cultivation skills in the small world, or the Yin-Yang God's spirit gathering formation, they were all extremely valuable inheritances.
"Master, since you created this illusion, then only you should be aware of the things in the illusion.
Why can I get the inheritance of the Five Thunder Gods from the illusion?"
Guiyuan Sword Immortal smiled and said: "You are right, if I created this illusion alone, then there should be something in it that only I know.
And I don't know the inheritance of the Five Thunder Gods, so you can't get this inheritance in the illusion.
But the illusion in the Guiyuan Sword Picture was not created by me alone."
"Oh?" Wang Daoyuan was a little surprised, "Could it be that everyone worked together to refine this sword diagram?"
Guiyuan Sword Immortal nodded: "You can put it that way.
After the Ascension Valley war ended, the demons also saw the potential of the human race and did not dare to let the human race grow bigger.
In the past, the strategy of the demon clan was mainly about seeking stability.
First establish a foothold east of Zulong Mountain and slowly expand to the surrounding areas.
At the same time, it divides and disintegrates the humans and demons, and then recruits some unsteady humans and demons to be used by the demons.
Gradually encroaching on the Qianyuan Realm, the human race eventually built a flying city and worked together to push back the demon race's expedition fortress.
The more flying cities are built, the stronger they become.
Moreover, the growth rate of the human race exceeded the expectations of the demon race.
If we continue to delay, the demon clan may be wiped out."
Wang Daoyuan nodded slightly. Whenever a great disaster occurs, heroes emerge in large numbers.
Even a peerless genius needs to be over two thousand years old to break through to the Mahayana realm.
But when disaster strikes, you must either become stronger quickly or die.
Everyone is struggling to survive, and with more fighting experience and help from heaven, there are many people who practice quickly.
Monks who broke through to the Mahayana around a thousand years old will occasionally appear.
The growth rate of the demons is much lower than that of the humans, and they are invaders of the Qianyuan Realm. They do not have a large population as a basis for increasing their strength.
The longer it takes, the worse it will be for the demons.
To be continued...