The Immortal Spiritual Picture

In the countless battles before, these casual cultivators had already learned how to rush to the gathering place in the shortest time and take the warship to the battlefield.

Just like this time, within less than a quarter of an hour after the bell rang, the square of the fortress was full of people.

And the people of the Gu family had already arrived in groups.

At this moment, they were standing in the square whispering, and from time to time they looked up at the cultivators who were sweating and rushing over in a hurry.

It’s no wonder they are so anxious, because as long as they arrive a little later, the warship will fly away and won’t wait for them.

The so-called speed is the essence of war, this is it.

They came quickly, but the Yuanying ancestors were faster.

Feng Yidao arrived at the front battlefield long before the warship flew up, and now he has fought with the demon king.

This time his opponent is the previous "old friend" the purple stone demon king.

In the previous battle, the Purple Barbarian Demon King was injured, but the Purple Barbarian Rhino has thick skin and flesh. As long as it is not an irreversible injury like a beheading, even if it does not take any spiritual medicine, it can recover as before after resting for more than a month.

Moreover, after the Purple Stone Demon King was injured, the Purple Barbarian Demon King felt that his strength needed to be improved. Not only did he let him take a lot of spiritual medicine, but he also specially gave him the fifth-level magic weapon newly refined by the demon clan refiner.

So the current Purple Stone Demon King is completely different.

However, Feng Yidao is not afraid of him. Even if the demon king can use magic weapons and take spiritual medicine, does it mean that there are no human cultivators?

Moreover, in the past few years, he has not stopped where he is. His cultivation has reached the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage.

What's more, the master also gave him several fifth-level spiritual talismans. Even if he is not strong enough, throwing out two or three fifth-level spiritual talismans at once is enough to make the Purple Stone Demon King lose face.

However, Feng Yidao had to admit that there was indeed a gap in strength between himself and the Purple Stone Demon King.

But for Feng Yidao, if the opponent's strength is too mediocre, there is no point in fighting with him.

So, when the Gu family and others arrived at the battlefield, Feng Yidao had already fought with the Purple Stone Demon King for thousands of moves.

During this period, there were also several fourth-level monsters who wanted to help the Purple Stone Demon King, but unfortunately, they could not get within a hundred miles of the two people, otherwise they would be seriously injured by the fluctuation of the true essence or be killed on the spot by the sword energy.

The cultivator who controlled the warship just glanced at the sky, and saw that Feng Yidao was safe and sound, and there was only the Purple Stone Demon King here, so he took advantage of the fact that the cultivators had not left the warship yet and started the artillery.

The spiritual energy of tens of thousands of spirit stones was instantly absorbed, but the artillery was effective when it hit the group of monsters.

Seeing the warship attacking the low-level demons, the Purple Stone Demon King snorted coldly, and a heavy hammer flew out of his hand, heading straight for the Pojun warship!

Instantly, the heart of the monk surnamed Wen, who was manipulating the Pojun warship, rose to his throat, but he was also a bold and careful person. Facing the attack of the demon king, he instantly activated the defense formation of the warship.

Not only that, he also activated a special mechanism on the warship to deal with the heavy hammer that was attacking with a force of ten thousand kilograms.

Behind the monk surnamed Wen, Qi Zhi was standing there. He watched as a beam of light as thick as a person suddenly condensed in front of the warship and hit the heavy hammer that stirred up the wind and clouds, which changed the trend of the heavy hammer's fall and left a faint mark on the heavy hammer.

"Brother Wen's means of manipulating the battle are indeed unmatched."

He praised.

And the person he called "Brother Wen" happened to be recognized by Gu Changhuan.

Before, when Gu Changhuan fought against Zhou Ming, a late Purple Mansion cultivator, in Haoran Market, it was this "Junior Brother Wen" who hosted the match for him.

But at that time, this cultivator surnamed Wen was only a late Purple Mansion cultivator.

After not seeing each other for many years, he actually successfully advanced to the Golden Core stage.

Hearing Qi Zhi say this, Senior Brother Wen smiled and said politely:

"Compared to other senior brothers in the sect, I am not special. I just know a lot about the battleship formations and mechanisms.

I am really terrified that the ancestor can let me operate such an expensive battleship."

Qi Zhi smiled and shook his head, obviously knowing that he was being modest before saying this.

His Junior Brother Wen is not only good at operating the battleship. Based on his personal strength alone, he is not inferior to ordinary early Golden Core cultivators, and can even compete with late Golden Core cultivators. It's just that his skills are a bit special and he can't easily make a move.

Otherwise, Senior Brother would not let such a capable cultivator stay here to operate the battleship.

Thinking of this, Qi Zhi explored his consciousness and found that although Feng Yidao and the Purple Stone Demon King were fighting fiercely above the battlefield, there were not many demons below the battlefield.

Not even as many as the cultivators they brought today.

What's going on?

Is it a trick of the demons?

Or a feint?

Qi Zhi was thinking, but the cultivator surnamed Wen did not dare to relax.

The heavy hammer hanging above the warship had not been withdrawn, but the good news was that the Purple Stone Demon King was slightly at a disadvantage because he had no weapons at hand.

Feng Yidao also noticed the dilemma of the warship. He slapped the spirit beast bag, and a low-grade fifth-grade black long-haired leopard escaped. At Feng Yidao's command, it pounced on the Purple Stone Demon King.

The Purple Stone Demon King, who had not fought with Feng Yidao for a long time, did not expect that in such a short time, Feng Yidao actually had a fifth-level lower-grade helper. Although this spirit beast had not yet transformed into a human form, the aura on its body made him somewhat afraid.

So he did not think too much and immediately recalled his magic weapon.

At the same time, a fist-sized bead flew out of his sleeve and shot towards the black long-haired leopard!

The breath of the bead made people feel uncomfortable. Feng Yidao frowned, and the dark and cold knife flew out of his hand and cut the bead!

With a "boom" sound, violent spiritual energy fluctuations came from the sky, and even the formation on the Pojun warship was rippled.

This turned out to be a fifth-level consumable magic weapon!

Although Feng Yidao chopped the bead, the long-haired leopard was still blown away because the distance was too close.

Seeing his spirit beast being blown away, Feng Yidao's heart tightened. At this time, he heard the voice of the Purple Stone Demon King:

"Human cultivator, I still have important things to deal with today, so I will spare you for now!

Wait until the next day, I will definitely make you look good!"

When he looked closely, the Purple Stone Demon King had actually escaped hundreds of miles away.

The fourth-level monsters below saw that the Purple Stone Monster King had just run away. They looked at each other and led their monsters to run away.

Not only did the enemy hurt their spirit beasts, but the enemy also ran away. Feng Yidao, who was angry for a moment, clenched the knife in his hand, gathered his true energy, and slashed at the place where there were the most monsters below!

In the warship, Qi Zhi and others heard the sound of "booming" in the mountains, and many low-level cultivators took a breath of cold air.

This attack not only killed thousands of low-level monsters, but also split the entire mountain directly from the middle!

Even Qi Zhi couldn't help but sigh, not to mention other cultivators.