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Chapter 47: Battle of Spirit Veins

I don't know when, but under the northern sky, a dense stream of light appeared again.

However, this time the spots of light came overwhelmingly. At a glance, you couldn't see the edges at all. There were thousands of them.

Seeing this scene, even Sirius couldn't help but tremble in his heart. Thousands of whistling sword lights reflected in his horrified eyes, and he murmured:

"A thousand monks are just the vanguard, the real army has just appeared!"

"What exactly happened? With so many people, did all the cultivators from the entire Shenyu Mountain Range come out? Is this an attack?"

At the end of Sirius' line of sight, an endless army of monks were swimming across the sky with swords. Although they were extremely fast, their formations were neat and not chaotic at all. In the blink of an eye, they were approaching.

Seeing it up close, Sirius was even more shocked.

I saw tens of thousands of monks lined up in a battle formation, neat and orderly, and the flying swords were connected with each other, making it dazzling.

At the core of the battle formation, there are more than a dozen warships and chariots displayed among them. There are a large number of monks gathered around, which is obviously the key point in the battle formation.

Such a battle formation of ten thousand people is like a war fortress, overwhelming and pushing forward, exuding a majestic and invincible momentum of one united people.

This kind of momentum was not produced by one monk, but by countless monks gathering in one place to form such a desolate and murderous aura.

Faced with this powerful and powerful killing aura, even the powerful Nascent Soul would change their expressions in horror.

And this was the first time that Sirius saw such a battle in his life. Under that majestic momentum, he even felt briefly lost. However, he was determined and recovered in an instant.

Seeing the awe-inspiring battle formation in front of him, Sirius' eyes flashed with light, and he was shocked in his heart. He murmured: "With so many people here, such a vast battle formation is not just for the sake of capturing a Chaoyang Sect.

What is the Shenyu Mountain Range going to do? Are they going to launch an attack on the entire Qimeng Mountain Range?"

Soon, the monk Shenyun answered Tianlang with practical actions.

The huge battle formation was overwhelming and pushed horizontally to the front of Chaoyang Mountain before slowly stopping. The thousands of monks in front of the battle formation were divided into two groups and spread out to the left and right, revealing a dozen chariots and ships in the center.

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There were a total of ten warships and eight chariots, which slowly floated to the front of the army from the passage in the battle formation, floating on the top of Chaoyang Mountain.

These warships and chariots have different shapes. Some chariots are covered with holes for swords and swords, showing their coolness. Some chariots are exquisitely carved with jade and have luan bird frames, which are gorgeous and exquisite.

Some warships are completely black and surrounded by magic mist. They disappear and appear when the magic mist surges. Sometimes the totems of ghosts and gods revealed are ferocious and scary. Some warships are built with the structure of seven treasures, accompanied by auspicious clouds, and are full of brilliance.

But regardless of their appearance, these chariots and ships all exuded a powerful aura.

As soon as Sirius came into contact with such a breath, his expression changed and he was horrified: "Nascent Soul Stage!"

Eighteen chariots and warships lined up, with one person standing on each chariot. The people in the warship also walked out of the cabin and stood on the bow deck.

Even the rugged middle-aged man from before flashed and appeared on a bronze chariot.

The momentum of the eighteen Nascent Soul cultivators was released unreservedly at this moment, and the powerful aura swept across all directions, making every disciple hanging in the air feel excited.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with purple hair slowly stood up from the chariot, glanced around with deep eyes, and spoke majestically, his voice full of murderous intent:

"This is a war without choice. The spiritual veins of the Divine Meteor Mountain Range are exhausted. If we cannot find a new Holy Vein of the Holy Meteor Mountains, how will we, the Divine Meteor monks, practice?

For monks, not having spiritual power to breathe out is the most terrifying thing. The Qimeng Mountains are full of spiritual veins and are not under the influence of our gods. They are also the closest spiritual veins to us. In order to practice, we have no choice but to conquer!

Only by establishing a firm foothold in the Qimeng Mountains can our sect's tradition be passed on and we can continue to practice!

This is a war with no right or wrong! This is a war with no choice! Fight for survival!

From now on, until the end of this war, the Shen Yun monks will no longer be divided into sects. They are collectively called the Shen Yun Alliance. Each sect will use its full potential to participate in the war with all its strength.

During the war, all income earned does not have to be turned over and belongs to the individual.

This is a war, but it is also a test and an opportunity. It is an opportunity for you to fully unleash your potential and experience and grow. How much you can gain depends on how many military exploits you can make!

Because this is also an invasion, the more you kill, the more you gain!"

The middle-aged man who broke through the mountain-protecting formation also stood up and said: "The battle flag of the Divine Fall Alliance has been distributed to each of you. It is not only the symbol of the Divine Fall Alliance, but also the symbol of your military achievements.

Record.

Every time you kill an enemy Qi Condensing cultivator, you will get one point of battle merit, for every foundation-building monk you kill, you will get ten battle merit points, and for every pill-forming monk you will get one hundred battle merit points.

Individuals can redeem martial arts and elixirs based on their military exploits. As long as their military exploits are sufficient, all mysterious arts and elixirs of various sects in Shenyun can be redeemed."

As soon as the man finished speaking, another gloomy voice came out from the warship hidden in the mist.

"The most important thing, why have you forgotten? There is another one. The one who has the most military achievements each month will receive a Heavenly Spirit Pill."

The sound coming from the warship was eerie and illusory, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

When he heard the words "Tian Ling Dan", Tian Lang clearly felt that the breathing of the disciples around him became a little heavier, and even his own eyes flashed, showing concern.

He also knew that the Tianling Pill was a top-grade elixir that was even higher than the Qingling Pill.

Qingling Pill can improve the success rate of forming pills and help people form pills. And this Heavenly Spirit Pill has a great chance of directly improving the level of the pill-forming monks.

When a cultivator reaches the elixir formation stage, the gap between each small realm is already very different.

Otherwise, in front of the ancient cave that day, the three masters at the peak of Dan Jie and the seven or eight middle and late Dan Jie elders would not have been able to intimidate them.

This heavenly elixir can actually make the elixir-forming monks directly ascend to a small level. The effect is extremely powerful, but it is very rare due to the scarcity of medicinal materials.

At this time, in order to motivate the disciples and win this war, the top management of the Shenyu Mountain Range actually came up with such a cherished elixir, which made Sirius's heart flutter.

What truly enhances momentum will never be those empty sensational words. What can ignite the passion of disciples is always the most substantial reward.

Sure enough, after several Nascent Soul monks told them about such generous rewards, it could be clearly felt that the eyes of every disciple changed, and their fighting spirit became even higher.

Seeing this scene, several Yuanying monks looked at each other and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, the purple-haired middle-aged man spoke with an excited tone and spoke again: "Today, we have captured the Chaoyang and Wanhua Second Peaks. This will be the foundation for our conquest of the Qimeng Mountains.

As the saying goes, soldiers are valuable and quick, and while the sects in the Qimeng Mountains are still in the dark, we should work together to continue the conquest!

Just tonight, we must capture at least three more mountain gates, so that our foundation can be considered solid.

Disciples, please line up and listen to my orders, follow me on the expedition, and fight bravely to kill the enemy! The time has come for you to make meritorious deeds!"

The disciples of the Godfall Alliance had already been ignited by the generous rewards. Now they were incited by the purple-haired man, and their fighting spirit was high. They raised their swords one after another, lined up in the battle formation, and were about to go to war immediately. They couldn't wait.

To kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds.

Some of the more impatient disciples had already rushed out early and gathered hundreds of people. Under the leadership of several peak-level pill-forming disciples, they took the lead and left as a vanguard.

After leaving hundreds of people to guard, the battle formation of ten thousand people started to move again, with flying swords flying across the sky and covering the earth!

Led by eight chariots and ten warships, the huge battle formation of tens of thousands of people exuded an invincible fighting spirit, seeming to crush all resistance in the Qimeng Mountains.

Tianlang mingled among the army of monks in the Shenyun Mountain Range, walking with the sword light on his feet, and his mind was shaken as he followed the entire battle formation.

He knew that the Qimeng Mountains would not be peaceful for a long time, and would soon turn into a land of chaos.

Although he was agitated by this sudden turn of events, Sirius quickly calmed down and quietly broke away from the monk army under the cover of night.

After all, he is not a cultivator of the Divine Fall, and there is no need to intervene in the war between the two spiritual veins. Moreover, the war has just begun and the situation is still unclear, so he does not want to get involved now.

Flying quietly to a mountain wall covered with dense trees, Sirius waved his star knife and opened a cave on the mountain wall. He glanced at the army of monks who were getting further away, and ducked into the cave.

After entering the cave, Sirius moved a huge stone to block the entrance of the cave. Originally there were many trees covering the entrance of the cave, but now it was sealed by the huge stone, making it even more secretive.

At this moment, the Qimeng Mountains were extremely chaotic, and Sirius had to be careful. After sealing the entrance of the cave, Sirius felt relieved.

No matter how the monks from the Shenyu Mountain Range fight with the Qimeng Mountain Range, it has nothing to do with him. Now, improving one's own strength is the right way.

He stretched out his hand to hold it in the air, and suddenly a crystal vial appeared in Sirius' palm, and what was sealed inside was the murderous demonic shadow.

Looking at the red mist churning in the bottle, a trace of thought flashed in Sirius's eyes.

Since the foundation was re-established, many of the previous magical powers were unwilling to be used again due to the cultivation of the Xuanxing Immortal Art. As a result, his attack methods were too single and his strength was actually reduced.

Although I learned Xinghe Tianluo, firstly, it consumes too much spiritual energy. Secondly, this is the secret skill of Xuanxing, so it is very inconvenient to use it.

In fact, he can only use some low-level spells now, and apart from a star knife, he doesn't have many magic weapons.

Sirius's belief has always been to make himself stronger. Only by becoming stronger can he control his own destiny.

Today, seeing that it was really possible to conquer this demonic shadow, Sirius' thoughts suddenly came to his mind.

"This demonic shadow has condensed all my spiritual power in the late stage of foundation building, and it also contains a huge amount of murderous intent. If it can be used for me, it will definitely be a great help!"


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