More than ninety Ivy League disciples are still immersed in the teachings taught by Chao Yan.
They use this as a bridge to stir up the traces of transformation in Guangyuan Domain.
The void shook and the mist rolled.
Mottled streams of light continued to swarm in from everywhere, surrounding the figures one after another.
Ivy's disciples are all extremely talented people, geniuses who stand out in the endless killing.
After just a period of exploration, more than twenty disciples have mastered the secret of mobilizing the magic marks of transformation.
This kind of mobilization.
It is different from the giant beast form that integrates the traces of transformation like the one in Duanyin Temple. It is more like an application of power, and its power is also extremely terrifying.
Compared with these disciples.
Xiao Ye seemed to be lagging behind.
Although mottled streams of light continued to gather around him, they quickly dispersed and could not form a fighting force at all.
Qingxiu and others no longer paid attention to Xiao Ye.
It is not easy to master the secret of mobilizing the magic marks of transformation in a short period of time. In addition to talent, it also involves various aspects.
They believed that more than twenty disciples had made breakthroughs, which should be enough to cope with the difficulties.
Xiao Ye was completely unaware of everything in the outside world. He was still immersed in the traces of magic.
His sight was bright.
A man who looked like a scholar was stretching his body in his sight, and the rumbling sound spanned the river of time and roared in Xiao Ye's ears.
The traces left by the giant at the ninth level have revived and are still extremely oppressive.
However, Xiao Ye has gradually adapted to it.
He is observing carefully, promoting his own Dharma to resonate with it, and wants to understand its secrets.
Time is like quicksand, constantly passing away.
An indescribable feeling slowly came to Xiao Ye's heart.
Xiao Ye promoted his Hunyuan Method and turned it into a sharp sword to break through the fog barrier, hoping to grasp this realization.
After countless attempts and countless failures, Xiao Ye sighed and then no longer persisted in it.
He thinks.
This kind of perception may not be in line with your own Dharma.
Therefore, Xiao Yetiao stepped away and reflected from the perspective of a bystander.
"The reason why Hunyuan giants can surpass the ninth level is because when they were weak, they found their own invincible path. By continuously raising this path and extending it, they can achieve the supreme Taoist fruit."
Finally, Xiao Ye was touched, "Just like the extreme battle method I created in the past, in order to get rid of the shackles and rebuild each level."
In an instant.
Xiao Ye's mind was shaken, and light bloomed everywhere in his body, attracting other Ivy disciples to look at him sideways.
"Junior Brother Xiao Ye, something seems to have changed."
Qingxiu stared at Xiao Ye and murmured to herself.
This change has nothing to do with cultivation, but is more like a sublimation of state of mind.
"Junior brothers, prepare to fight!"
At this moment, a sharp shout came from Chao Yan's mouth.
boom!
The silence in the field was suddenly broken.
In the perception of the Ivy disciples, waves of terrifying momentum came from the distance, and the bursts of chaotic light tore apart the clouds.
Look up.
More than fifty figures were seen appearing together, and the aura of forlornness was like a storm, which suddenly enveloped the Ivy disciples, and murderous intent filled the sky.
"Fifty-three mid-level ninth level statues?"
"Is there no one in your temple?"
Chao Yan stood up suddenly, his eyes bursting with light, and he instantly understood the realm of the attacker.
"Chao Yan!"
"What do you think this is?"
"In this Guangyuan Domain, you are not qualified to speak!"
A bald man shouted.
There are more than ninety Ivy disciples, all in the middle of the ninth level, and all of them are very powerful.
But they master the method of fusion and transformation, so they can completely overlook it.
This time I take the initiative to kill all the Ivy League disciples!
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"Kill them!"
shouted for the old man with withered hair and white hair.
Seeing Chao Yan's calm appearance, he had an unknown premonition in his heart.
Buzz!
In an instant, the mottled light was turbulent and rolled back crazily towards the old man, causing his body to skyrocket and turn into a giant beast with a body covering millions of miles.
The next moment, he charged forward with overwhelming power.
This is a killer offensive, it can be invincible in the middle stage of ninth level, and it can even suppress even the late stage of ninth level!
Clang Clang Clang!
Immediately, the sound of jingo's clashing echoed loudly, and the giant beast was blocked and pushed back.
"What?"
This scene made the expressions of more than fifty people who had been cut off from their lives in the temple freeze.
Chao Yan was seen standing tall, with wisps of mottled light rising up like thousands of long swords.
"He can actually mobilize the transformation marks of Guangyuan Domain?"
Due to the life in the temple, his expression became serious.
The traces of transformation in the Guangyuan Domain are the basis for their invincibility and the confidence they dare to kill the Ivy disciples.
But now, they realize the seriousness of the situation.
Except Chao Yan.
Twenty-four more Ivy disciples came out in large numbers, each capable of promoting transformation marks, with cold eyes and fierce fighting spirit.
"Mr. Jiang really guessed it. This Chao Yan is indeed a variable."
The more than fifty people who died in the temple all had vicious expressions on their faces.
They didn't hesitate, they all moved the mottled light, turned into giant beasts and charged forward.
In an instant, everything in Guangyuan Territory was turned upside down.
It seemed like a group of late-level ninth-level warriors were fighting in a melee. The terrifying waves hit for billions of miles, and no place was a pure land.
"Damn it, I didn't expect there are many people in Duanyin Temple."
"We are still unable to mobilize the magic marks of transformation, so we have no way to participate in the war!"
The remaining Ivy League disciples all retreated one after another with unwillingness on their faces.
Although.
On their side, there are twenty-five people who can mobilize the magic marks of transformation, and can burst out with strength far beyond the realm.
But in terms of quantity, they are still at a disadvantage.
Like them.
To rush forward under normal circumstances would be the same as risking death.
"Among the fifty-three Duanyin Temple beings, the strongest is the old man named Jiang Shun."
"His realm is comparable to that of Senior Brother Chao Yan, and they are both very close to the late ninth level."
Xiao Ye was also alarmed. He followed the crowd and retreated to a distance, watching the battle silently.
In this melee.
The most eye-catching ones are undoubtedly the giant beasts transformed by Chao Yan and Jiang Centi.
The two are at the highest level.
One is mobilizing the magic marks of transformation, and the other is merging the magic marks of transformation with his body. It can be called the strongest versus the strongest. The battle is the fiercest, and they can conquer the endless sky in a single breath.
"So, as long as this old man is dealt with, the lives of other Juein temples will not be a concern."
There was a cold glint in Xiao Ye's eyes.
If the melee continues like this, even if the Qingcheng side can win, it will inevitably pay a heavy price. Naturally, he cannot just sit back and watch.
not to mention.
In this situation, no one paid attention to him at all, which was an excellent opportunity.
"kill!"
At a certain moment, Xiao Ye's body suddenly moved, like a piece of lightning rushing towards Chao Yan.
