Chapter 187 Cultivation No. 7
"How is that possible!" The people on the sea pass exclaimed loudly.
He also didn't expect that Geng Zong, a dignified mid-stage Golden Elixir monk, would be blown to pieces by Yanmu Xiandao, a man who had just condensed the Golden Elixir!
Geng Zong is the elder of the side hall, and the quality of the spiritual weapons in his hands is also good.
From this, it can be inferred that the Proud Sky Halberd in Nuopo's hand is at least at the level of a top-grade spiritual weapon.
What they didn't know was that Nuopo was born with divine power, and coupled with the thunder and rain coming from Fang Yang, Nuopo could almost be used to take a bath, and his body's strength had reached the level of the middle stage of the golden elixir, or even the late stage of the golden elixir.
Coupled with the fact that he has the Aotian Fighting Intent inherited from ancient times, his strength is even more terrifying.
When Nuo Po killed Geng Zong with one move, He Dong and Zhang Lin also rushed out from the back mountain.
Zhang Lin is a genius in refining weapons. Now that he has successfully condensed the golden elixir, his spiritual consciousness has greatly increased, and he has thrown out four or five high-grade spiritual weapons in one breath.
In an instant, many spiritual weapons emitted brilliant brilliance in the sky and attacked Zhao Kuo and the others directly.
He Dong just smiled slightly, found a high ground, and landed immediately.
The location where he landed was very close to the hundreds of disciples of Yanmu Immortal Island.
These disciples gradually gathered towards where he was.
Because these disciples had just opened fire on each other, they chose this higher ground.
These disciples quickly began to act in unison under the command of He Dong.
"You bastards, how dare you kill my monks from the Bihai Qingtian Sect! You... you are tired of living!"
He did not expect that the monks on his side would be turned into dregs in an instant, and he was so angry that he was speechless.
"Hmph, you Bihai Qingtian Sect is going too far! You actually want to set off a huge wave to destroy everyone in my Yanmu Immortal Island! You are here to die!"
Nopo's voice was like a thunderstorm.
He was born with a loud voice, and his roar made all the foundation-building monks of Bihai Qingtian Sect feel dizzy.
"Okay, okay!" Taoist Haiyuan said with an angry smile.
"It seems that your Yanmu Immortal Island is determined to be the enemy of our Bihai Qingtian Sect. It doesn't matter, we don't mind starting a sect war! Let's see who is more powerful, Yanmu Immortal Island, which you have only established for a few years, or me. The Ten Thousand Years Heritage Sect of Bihai Qingtian Sect is powerful!”
"Don't regret it when the time comes!" The man in the sea passage said angrily, his beard standing on end.
"When the time comes, we don't mind using extreme demonic methods to kill you all! From now on, you will torture your soul every day!"
"Hmph, go to hell with the Bihai Qingtian Sect! We, Yanmu Immortal Island, are of the same mind, so naturally we won't be afraid of you at all!" Fang Yang said loudly.
"It's useless to say more! Junior Brother Haiyuan, this Yanmu Immortal Island has actually bullied our Bihai Qingtian Sect. If we don't use some forbidden spells, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to kill them!" Haitong people said with a sinister expression.
"Haha, I think so. These little bitches won't shed tears until they see the coffin!"
As he spoke, Taoist Haiyuan also nodded, and strange handprints suddenly formed on the hands of the two of them.
As the handprints changed, the surrounding sea began to shake.
"What a powerful wave of water spiritual power!"
Fang Yang practices the Five Elements Mi Tian Jue and is very sensitive to the fluctuations of the Five Elements spiritual energy.
He instantly felt a hint of terror.
"What the hell is this!"
Everyone on Yanmu Immortal Island soon felt a huge vibration on the sea surface.
The sea surface is rolling like boiling water.
Moreover, water spiritual energy began to gather around Yanmu Immortal Island, more and more, and even the water vapor in the sky began to condense.
As the two late-stage Jindan monks used secret techniques, these sea surfaces became spiritual.
The thick, profound and powerful aura turned the rising sea surface into a giant beast.
Within the huge area surrounding Yanmu Immortal Island, the waves began to rise directly.
Soon it seemed that Yanmu Immortal Island had turned into a basin, surrounded by high waves.
It's just that these huge waves are forming slowly. This kind of heaven-defying technique consumes a lot of money.
Even if two golden elixir monks use it, it will take a lot of time.
However, such momentum had already made Fang Yang secretly frightened.
"I'm afraid this secret technique is far beyond our imagination." Fang Yang said secretly.
The two Jindan monks jointly launched it with such momentum. If a Nascent Soul monk launched it, the power would be a hundred times greater.
At this time, Fang Yang recalled the plot against Skeleton Sea, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Back then, Fang Yang had a far-reaching plan. He not only interrupted the retreat of the ancestor of the Skeleton Sea, but also forced him to leave the retreat, causing his power to be damaged.
And then two more Nascent Soul stage monsters came, which turned the situation around.
Otherwise, let Fang Yang directly deal with the Skeleton Sea sect. Even if there are 100,000 Fang Yang, he may not be someone else's cup of tea.
"Hahaha, you country bumpkin bastards will soon be able to taste our Bihaiqingtian Gate Spell, Canghaijie's ultimate move!"
Zhao Kuo laughed out loud when he saw the surprised expressions on Fang Yang and the others' faces.
"I said we will never give up. The flesh and blood of all the monks on Yanmu Immortal Island will become the food of our spirit beasts! Hahaha... I will cut off your flesh one by one to feed the spirit beasts. , or let it eat you bitches alive one by one!"
Fang Yang's mind turned rapidly.
He is not afraid of the opponent's powerful ultimate move.
But this is Yanmu Immortal Island, and he is worried about whether Yanmu Immortal Island's defensive array can withstand the powerful impact caused by this secret technique.
This is related to the life and death of many low-level disciples and the lives of 1.5 million mortals on Yanmu Immortal Island.
"How dare you! If you take a life from our Yanmu Immortal Island! I will poke your head in!"
Nuopo roared extremely excitedly.
His voice was so loud that it frightened several foundation-building monks behind the golden elixir monks to step back several hundred feet.
Zhang Lin was also a little worried when he saw this, and immediately threw out many banner-shaped and ribbon-shaped spiritual weapons that could be used for large-scale defense.
He hopes to help lower-level disciples resist these horrific attacks.
"Hmph... do you think we will let you successfully launch a secret attack?" Suddenly on the high ground, He Dong, who was next to the low-level disciples, let out a disdain.
As soon as he moved the storage bracelet, a huge iron guy as big as a small building appeared in front of him.
This object is completely black, and it is actually a huge iron cannon made from black iron crystals and Liuhe elites.
Many low-ranking members of Yanmu Immortal Island exclaimed.
"Okay, what a big black iron cannon!" These disciples all showed extremely envious eyes.
"It's so big. I don't know how many black iron crystals it takes to refine it. Besides, in addition to the elites of Liuhe, there must be a lot of spiritual things from heaven and earth!"
"I'm afraid this thing is equivalent to the configuration of a high-grade spiritual weapon, or even a top-grade spiritual weapon!"
With one exclamation after another, Fang Yang and many of his disciples turned their attention to He Dong.
"Haha, this can no longer be regarded as a cannon!" He Dong laughed.
As a responsible teacher, He Dong said in a persuasive manner: "This thing is extremely powerful. It is no longer comparable to the cannons taught before. This thing should be regarded as a simple missile launcher. I call this guy Tie." Fine Missile Cannon——Xiu Zhen No. 7!"
"Why is it called Xiuzhen No. 7?" asked a disciple.
"It must have been the seventh time before it was successful!" A disciple laughed.
"Master Ho Tung, what is a missile?"
"Wow, Master He Dong, I will also make one in the future!"
"I wonder if this thing can kill those arrogant Jindan monks."
"Haha..." He Dong laughed.
"Okay, okay, everyone will study seriously in the future. I will teach you well, but first I will deal with these self-satisfied toads from the Bihai Qingtian Sect!"
He Dong said casually, his calmness also gave everyone great confidence.
Fang Yang felt relieved when he saw He Dong bring out this guy.
Fang Yang thought to himself: Brother He Dong's stuff is indeed very powerful. I heard that it is from his home earth. If you have the chance, you must go to the earth to learn more. If you learn well, I am afraid it will have a great influence on my lineage of cultivation. Big benefits.
Just as Fang Yang was thinking about it, He Dong flicked the storage bracelet again, took out a warhead two to three feet long and one foot thick and put it into the huge launching device.
"Hey, the time is too short. I haven't taught electronics and computer science to my disciples yet, so I can only make it purely mechanically. Fortunately, I figured out the formula for TNT explosives some time ago. After adding cultivation-level explosives, it is estimated that it can reach It’s equivalent to tens of thousands!”
"Although it's not very powerful, it's probably enough to deal with a few golden elixir monks!" He Dong thought secretly.
At the same time, the secret technique of Canghai Tribulation jointly launched by Haitong and Haiyuan is about to be completed.
The huge sea directly rose thirty feet higher.
It only takes a moment to complete the control, and in one fell swoop, more than 90% of the entire Yanmu Immortal Island will be submerged.
Faced with this situation, Fang Yang, Nuo Po, Zhang Lin and many lower-level disciples felt their hearts in their throats.
He Dong was also fully controlling the iron missile cannon at this time.
This thing is extremely complicated. Even though He Dong is still methodical, cold sweat has begun to flow on his forehead.
He was also clearly on high nerves.
Fang Yang and the others knew that He Dong should be confident, so they simply went all out to support the mountain protection formation.
It is hoped that even if He Dong cannot defeat the enemy, he will try his best to maintain the operation of the formation.
"A great calamity, boom!"
The two late-stage Golden Core cultivators had a fierce smile of surprise on their faces at the same time.
They have completed the secret technique of the Canghai Tribulation.
"emission!"
At the same time, He Dong also completed the final debugging.
Suddenly activate the iron missile cannon.
Only the sound of "Hoo ho..." was heard, and a meteor bombarded out from the iron essence missile cannon at an extremely fast speed.
Moreover, there are long fire tails trailing behind, and the push of these fire tails makes the speed faster and faster!
The Canghai Tribulation had just started, and the shells ejected from the Iron Essence Missile Cannon had already bombarded the huge water curtain.
Only a "boom..." was heard. A shocking explosion.
Xiu Zhen No. 7 successfully hit the target!
The sound is like thunder from the sky hitting your ears, extremely loud.
A huge shock wave began to launch centered on the cannonball.
The explosion formed a powerful shock wave, shaking the surrounding sea and calamity.
In an instant, Canghaijie's terrifying attack was bombarded by the explosion and bounced towards the people of Bihai Qingtianmen.
The power of this explosion was comparable to that of a Yuanying monk's full blow.