Chapter 1562 Why is it so real
The situation of the defensive front on the north side of the mountain base is the worst among the three defensive fronts. Although the number of Supremes and False God Realms on each defensive front is about the same, the north side lacks the kind of cultivators with strong attack power and great destructive power.
Shadow Crow is the owner of Black Shadow Valley, and Black Shadow Valley is famous for assassination and stealth, and its attack methods tend to be delicate and fast.
But now when it comes to the frontal battlefield, when encountering the blazing soul wearing special armor, Moyinggu's methods are at a disadvantage.
As a well-known sect, Moyinggu certainly knew the flaws in his own cultivation method, so he used ingenious methods to make up for it.
This method is to vigorously develop hidden weapons, especially hidden weapons with huge lethality. The most famous of these is Firebolt.
It's cheap and powerful, and ordinary people can use it. As long as the quantity is enough, the Supreme has to avoid its edge. But Moyinggu is not like Zheng Qiu, there is no such thing as an empty melting bottle to store things, so he can't carry a lot of fire and thunder bombs with him.
After the northern defense line was breached, Shadow Crow immediately led the Supremes on the same line to resist at the gap.
In order to suppress the offensive of the blazing soul-eating army, he continuously threw out fire, thunder and smoke bombs to block the enemy's attack route.
In less than ten breaths, all the things on his body were lost, and there was nothing left. Without the assistance of fire and thunder bombs, the shadow crow had to wield the rotting soul whip, relying on body skills to fight against the blazing soul.
His agility is naturally rare in the world, he shuttles between the fire and the fire without even a speck of dirt on his body. Let alone the attack, the blazing soul didn't even have time to look, its two-foot-long body was clumsily turning on the spot.
After fighting for a while, Shadow Crow attacked the weak point of Blazing Soul's armor, knocking off the armor piece at the junction of the tail and the lumbar spine.
The rotting soul chain went deep into it, wrapped around the spine of the blazing soul, and vibrated and pulled it outward. The spine snapped instantly, and Blazing Soul was knocked down by Shadow Crow just like that.
The finishing touches will be left to other cultivators, and he immediately seizes the time to deal with the next blazing soul.
Shadow Crow is worthy of the Chihun alone, and there is a way to escape from the siege. However, this is a defensive front, not a fighting arena.
If the Blazing Soul can't hit the Shadow Crow, it will turn its target and attack other practitioners nearby. At the same time, those figurines who detonate the earth, if they can't blow up the shadow crow, they will find other practitioners to blow themselves up.
This situation made Shadowcrow difficult. Head-on head-to-head confrontation makes him suffer, while Youdou makes a sneak attack, and his companions suffer again.
He hesitated,
The northern defense line breached again, and more blazing souls and explosive clay figurines rushed through the formation to block it.
The battle situation became more and more chaotic, so he could only stand up and direct the practitioners to gather strength to defend. Standing in the open, he lost his fighting style. Not only could he not take the lead, but he also needed the protection of others.
It's too uncomfortable, the supreme powerhouse who is one of the best here has become a counselor who can only use his mouth. As the battle passed, the situation went from bad to worse, with the number of casualties mounting.
Suddenly a huge portrait appeared in the distance, which was the spell cast by Boss Zheng. Then earthquakes and shock waves hit in turn, rolling over the northern defensive front, causing the army of blazing souls to stop attacking for a short time.
Shadow Crow finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw the giant grab the meteorite and throw it to the west of the mountain base.
"It would be great if I could know such overbearing spells..." Shadow Crow murmured inwardly. For the first time, he felt that Mo Yinggu's skills were not good, and it was impossible to completely rely on hidden weapons to make up for the shortcomings.
He calculated in his heart that when the war ended, the Yunxiu Continent would restore peace and stability. When I return to Black Shadow Valley by myself, I must worry about the elites of the whole valley, and work together to study the powerful and wide-ranging exercises.
The vibration from the ground interrupted the Shadow Crow's thoughts. The giant walked to the north of the mountain base with big strides on its pillar-like legs.
Bending down, those twenty-foot-wide palms aimed at the front of the defense line and slapped hard. Crack, the crisp applause, now sounds like a landmine exploding in the ear.
The practitioners on the defensive front suddenly felt pain in their ears and numbness in their temples. The giants clapped their palms together, just like the roofs of two halls clapped together, creating a whirlwind visible to the naked eye.
The whirlwind rushed out, forming a rolling tornado, rushing forward wrapped in gravel and dirt. The air was like a tsunami, blowing up the detonating earth puppets, and those flaming souls who were unable to stand were also blown over.
Zheng Qiu controlled the dharma body, clapped his hands to force back the troops composed of blazing souls and clay puppets, and cleared a gap in the defensive line.
The giant's head hung down, his eyes looked at the ground, and he quickly found the Shadow Crow in the center of the crowd.
"Dark Blood Sovereign, how are the casualties on the northern front? Can you hold on?" The air was shaking, and the loud noise was almost like drumming, rumbling down from above.
Shadow Crow heard the question, and looked up at the thousand-foot body, his face full of surprise. This spell is called Divine Appearance Fatian, and it wasn't the first time he saw Zheng Qiu cast it.
He also knows a thing or two about the effects of spells, gathering the power of heaven and earth to compress and solidify, like building a house with bricks, to form a giant's body.
The more power of heaven and earth gathered, the bigger the magic giant will be. He also knew that the dharma body that Zheng Qiu recruited should be a shell of the power of heaven and earth.
Except for the support structure, most of the other areas are empty. The power of heaven and earth is an empty shell, and it is similar to a paper man, only controlled by mental remote control.
But the scene he saw now was beyond the cognition of Shadow Crow. The giant looked down at the ground, and the movement of bending and bowing his head was so natural, just like a real person.
Zheng Qiu controlled the dharma body, clapped his hands to force back the troops composed of blazing souls and clay puppets, and cleared a gap in the defensive line.
The giant's head hung down, his eyes looked at the ground, and he quickly found the Shadow Crow in the center of the crowd.
"Dark Blood Sovereign, how are the casualties on the northern front? Can you hold on?" The air was shaking, and the loud noise was almost like drumming, rumbling down from above.
Upon hearing the question, Shadow Crow looked up at the thousand-foot Dharma Physique, his face full of surprise. This spell is called Divine Appearance Fatian, and it wasn't the first time he saw Zheng Qiu cast it.
He also knows a thing or two about the effects of spells, gathering the power of heaven and earth to compress and solidify, like building a house with bricks, to form a giant's body.
The more power of heaven and earth gathered, the bigger the magic giant will be. Zheng Qiu controlled the dharma body, clapped his hands to force back the troops composed of blazing souls and clay puppets, and cleared a gap in the defensive line.
The giant's head hung down, his eyes looked at the ground, and he quickly found the Shadow Crow in the center of the crowd.
"Dark Blood Sovereign, how are the casualties on the northern front? Can you hold on?" The air was shaking, and the loud noise was almost like drumming, rumbling down from above.
Shadow Crow heard the question, and looked up at the thousand-foot body, his face full of surprise. This spell is called Divine Appearance Fatian, and it wasn't the first time he saw Zheng Qiu cast it.
He also knows a thing or two about the effects of spells, gathering the power of heaven and earth to compress and solidify, like building a house with bricks, to form a giant's body.
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