Chapter 787 Don't pester and retreat quickly
All kinds of brilliance flickered on the mountain peak, and countless trees were knocked down by the aftermath of the battle. The whole mountain seemed to be immersed in fireworks, covered in colorful lights.
However, due to the influence of the special environment here, practitioners can only use the power of Qi Yao to fight.
For most people, this power is enough to defend, so the battle situation becomes more anxious, and no one can rush to the top of the mountain.
Of course, for the supreme powerhouses of the various sects, the oppressive force of the environment is much smaller.
From time to time, they raised their strength above the divine realm, unleashing attacks and battles that contained a large amount of power from heaven and earth.
But these supreme beings are also very careful, and put away their strength after one move to clear the siege, and continue to rely on Qi Jin to fight with the power of Qi Yaojing.
Every supreme being has scruples, if the power of heaven and earth in his body is exhausted prematurely, he must leave this place as soon as possible.
Otherwise, you can't use the power of the gods, and in front of other supreme beings, you will be no different from animals waiting to be slaughtered.
However, it doesn't work if you don't use the power of the gods at all.
Even if one maintains the power level of the Qi Yao Realm, the power of heaven and earth in the body will be lost quickly, and it will be completely lost in half a day at most.
All cultivators of the divine realm, especially the supreme cultivators of the divine realm, are facing the same problem at this moment.
They are like holding a big wooden barrel full of water in their hands, and they want to use the water in the barrel to knock down their opponents to win.
But this wooden barrel is leaking constantly, and the more it is used, the faster it will leak.
In the sky, Ren Hua, the sect master of Wenjian Sect, and Ge Wuqing, the master of Jueqing Suixin Villa, exchanged four or five moves with the power of the gods.
The roaring sound was accompanied by rounds of shock waves sweeping across the mountain, causing the whole mountain to shake slightly.
Countless silt, broken branches and leaves of trees rolled down the hillside, and the drizzle in the air was driven by the impact, piercing people's skin like silver needles.
After four or five moves, both of them noticed that the power of heaven and earth in their bodies was draining too fast, the speed was simply appalling.
The existing power of heaven and earth in Yan Hua's body is only enough for him to release the power of the sixth rank of the False God Realm, and Ge Wuqing is not much better, the existing power is only enough to reach the Divine Continuing Realm.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Ge Wuqing resolutely withdrew his hands, lowered his strength to the level of Qi Yao, and at the same time flew down the mountain with the light on.
He is different from others, he has magic weapons in his hands and no disasters.
If the power drops too much, there will inevitably be other people who will be greedy and kill him and rob him without any disaster.
Fei Ge was ruthless while cursing and muttering: "What kind of shit place is this, the power of heaven and earth is draining so fast!
No more fights, no more fights, I have no misfortune in hand, I can't be greedy and lose my capital.
If you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood. At worst, wait for the magic soldier to recognize the master before looking for an opportunity to grab it. "
Ge Wuqing fell into the mountain forest, hid in the thick branches and leaves and flew towards the edge of the white mist barrier.
He was going to leave here and go outside to recover. The things inside depended on whether Ge An could seize the opportunity.
Seeing Ge Wuqing fleeing, Yan Hua quickly seized the opportunity to laugh a few words, and then immediately flew to the crowd of elders and disciples of Wenjianzong to get protection.
However, this kind of environment is a gift from heaven to Zheng Qiu.
He swung the wooden stick violently, and used Mu Qianjun to fight all the way to the top of the mountain, he was simply invincible.
He bumped into a Guangxin Sect disciple head-on, the bald-headed disciple saw Zheng Qiu attacking him, and panickedly used his mental strength to make a dodge move, trying to push Zheng Qiu away.
At the same time, he turned back and flew to the forest on the right, looking for the elders of the sect for help.
Zheng Qiu gritted his teeth and resisted with the dragon-wrapped golden seal. A large number of scaly golden textures appeared on the surface of his body, and he seemed to be wearing a golden scale armor for a moment.
Suddenly, a spark collided with his chest, and Zheng Qiu threw two vines and grass to attack the opponent.
"Come back to me!"
The vines and grass entangled the Guangxin Sect disciple's ankles, dragging him backwards with a strong force, and flew back to Zheng Qiu in a blink of an eye.
Before he could open his mouth, a stick was thrown down on his forehead, and then there was a buzzing in his head, and he didn't know anything.
After knocking out the Guangxin Sect disciple, Zheng Qiu glanced at the woods in front of him on the right.
According to the other party's performance just now, the Guangxin Sect's large troops should be in this direction, and I can't rush to the top ten sects, after all, they have a large number of people, and they have the support of the Supreme Power.
He changed direction and walked forward to the left, turned over and jumped onto the big tree, stepping on the branches and jumping continuously.
With attacks of various colors and forms constantly flying around, Zheng Qiu was like a small flying insect sheltering from the rain, moving and dodging among countless raindrops.
Taking off to avoid a column of air flying from nowhere, he pushed aside the branches and leaves in front of him and landed on another big tree.
At the moment of falling, a group of black-clothed figures suddenly appeared in the field of vision, who seemed to be practitioners of the same sect.
Zheng Qiu hurriedly reached out and patted on the branch of the tree, using his divine power to make the branch grow five or six new branches, sprouting leaves and forming a green wall to cover himself.
After confirming that the other party hadn't noticed, he carefully pushed aside the leaves and observed through the gap.
These people were dressed in tight black clothes, and their faces were wrapped in special black cloth scarves, so their faces could not be seen at all.
They were dealing with three other strange cultivators, fighting while looking for opportunities to throw black balls, and these balls had a spark, and exploded in the air, releasing flames and fragments.
These are fire and thunder bombs, which are more powerful than the ones that can usually be bought. It is obvious that these people are cultivators of the Black Shadow Valley.
"A lot of people have come to Moying Valley!"
In a rough count, there are a total of 24 black-clothed practitioners. Of course, this is only the number of people here, and there may be other members of Black Shadow Valley in other places.
Those three strange cultivators were no match for Moyinggu, and they quickly lost the power to fight back under the indiscriminate bombardment of fire and thunder.
The shock wave of the explosion blew out the energy and light on his body, and the shrapnel penetrated his clothing and skin, tearing his flesh and bones to shreds.
As the meridians and acupoints were destroyed, energy was lost rapidly, and the three of them were finally blown into pieces and scattered into the depths of the dense forest.
In the process, Zheng Qiu discovered a strange place.
Not all of the twenty-four Black Shadow Valley cultivators made a move, and nine of them did not make any attack moves from the beginning to the end. They stood tightly in a circle, surrounding another strange man in black in the middle.
The man in black didn't wear tight clothes, but a very loose robe with a hood covering his entire head.
At first, Zheng Qiu thought that the man in black in the middle was the owner of the Black Shadow Valley.
But soon he realized that he had guessed wrong.
When the airflow driven by the explosion of the fire bomb blows past, the sleeves and hem of the robe are lifted, revealing a large gray luster.
This gray thing is actually an iron chain, each one is as thick as a wrist, and the surface of the chain links is also engraved with delicate symbols, which should be a spell for reinforcement.
In other words, the nine people on the side never made a move, because they wanted to keep a close eye on the guy who was bound by the iron chain.
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