After sorting out all the impressions of Di Shitian in his mind, Chen Xi couldn't help but shake his head slightly. It seemed that since he came to the southern barbarian land, he had been creating all kinds of incredible things. When he entered the southern barbarian land, he was just a little monster, but in a short time, he became a monster beast, awakened his innate magical power, and became a monster beast king. Then, he went from a monster beast to a monster beast and condensed his inner core. It was only 3 years.
Usually, he didn't feel it, but now that he thought about it carefully, he could feel the strangeness of Di Shitian. It was as if his existence was used to peak the rules and common sense of the Zijin continent. The realm that other monster beasts might not be able to reach in hundreds or thousands of years was easily achieved, and he had endless magical powers.
"I really don't know where he got all these things."
Chen Xi sighed bitterly. In the end, he could only regard him as an anomaly. Perhaps he really condensed a great luck that he had never had before, and was favored by the heavens and earth.
If Sakra were to know of such thoughts, he would probably scoff disdainfully before tossing it to the back of his mind with a laugh. Only he himself understood what he relied on to be able to obtain what he had today. Perhaps it was related to his own karmic luck, but the true key was still his unwillingness to give up, unwavering belief, and never slacking hard work. Step by step, he walked over firmly.
It was just because he had some innate advantages in terms of intelligence. To be able to reach today, there was no trace of water in it.
"Clang clang! Clang! — — "
In the zither sound, the sharp killing sound became more and more intense.
"Bang bang bang!! — — "
The song "Ambush from Ten Sides" had unknowingly played to the chapter of formation and formation. The killing aura filled the entire southern barbarian land, covering the heaven and earth. It was a huge ancient battlefield. The ancient battlefield that appeared was really worthy of the name of a battlefield. At the same time, in the southern barbarian land, because of the sudden appearance of the scene, many cultivators fled out of fear, wanting to escape from the southern barbarian land.
However, when they were running away, the scenery in front of them changed. Their bodies inexplicably appeared in a cold place. Even the soil under their feet was strangely dark red. It was as if red water could be squeezed out of it if one pinched it.
In the blink of an eye, all 5,000 cultivators of the Southern Wilderness, including Xiao Yuan and those Nascent Soul cultivators, mysteriously appeared in this field at the same time. This kind of reversal didn't even give them the slightest chance to resist. Their minds were in a trance, and when they looked again, they were already here.
"Ancient Battlefield, what a powerful sound mimicry. Everyone, be careful. If I'm not wrong, we must be on an ancient battlefield formed by the artistic conception of the zither song. There's no point in running away. Everyone, gather around me and form a circle. Pour your True Energy into the Yao-Sealing Pagoda like last time. With the Yao-Sealing Pagoda's ability, it should be able to withstand the sound attack. "
Xiao Yuan took a deep breath. His eyes were bright with powerful deterrence. He glanced at the many cultivators around him and said calmly. He didn't show the inner panic on his face.
After that, regardless of whether the others agreed or not, he gently threw the Yao-Sealing Pagoda in his hand. The pagoda burst out golden light, hanging above his head and spinning. Thousands of golden threads hung down from the pagoda, protecting it under the divine light. At the same time, a black light flashed in his hand, and a strange black banner the size of a palm was held by him.
With a gentle swipe of his hand, light flickered on the surface of the banner, and a layer of strange black gas spread out. Within the black gas, violent figures roared crazily. If one looked carefully, one could clearly see that there were all kinds of monsters struggling violently on the banner. There were ordinary beasts, tigers, lions, cheetahs, elephants, but there were even more ferocious beasts that looked completely different from ordinary animals. Every one of them was extremely ferocious.
This was the Ten Thousand Beast Sect's most famous treasure, the Ten Thousand Beast Banner. The figures within the banner were not living creatures, but Spirit Beasts that had fallen. The Ferocious Beasts' souls had been stripped away and bound within the banner. The Ferocious Beasts' souls had been refined using a strange secret technique, causing their ferocious nature to increase greatly, completely stimulating the Ferocious Beasts within their bodies. Each of them looked ferocious and terrifying. A fierce aura rushed out.
Although this secret method of refining the souls of beasts was too cruel and went against the laws of nature, its power was so great that it could be said to be one of the foundations of the Wan Shou Sect. Legend had it that the founder of the Wan Shou Sect was the Beast Tamer Venerable. He held a Wan Shou Banner in his hand. That banner was different from other banners. Its grade was higher than magic treasures and it was a top-grade spirit treasure. There were nine beast deities and tens of millions of ordinary beast souls in the banner. When it was unfolded, the whole world was enveloped by it, and thousands of beasts galloped. Stepping through the sky. It was the treasure that made him famous.
Therefore, when he was establishing the sect, he also passed down the refining method of the Wan Shou Banner as the foundation of the sect. Generally speaking, this was the favorite magic treasure of many disciples in the Wan Shou Sect. However, during the refining process, the materials needed were extremely precious. Moreover, one had to constantly search for beast souls.
Take magic treasures for example. In order to make the Wan Shou Banner powerful, a large number of beast souls were needed. When it was a low-grade magic treasure, ten beast souls were needed. To upgrade it to a middle-grade magic treasure, one hundred beast souls were needed. To upgrade it to a high-grade magic treasure, one thousand beast souls were needed. Only when it reached a high-grade magic treasure would the power of the Wan Shou Banner be slightly revealed. It was comparable to some top-grade magic treasures. However, upgrading a magic treasure from a magic treasure was a hurdle. Not only did it have to reach ten thousand beast souls, but it also had to find a beast deity to guard the banner. As the main beast soul.
As for the later stages, it was even more demanding. It could be said that the higher the level, the harsher the requirements were. At the same time, the power of the Wan Shou Banner also became more powerful. It was a rare treasure to rely on, be it to kill enemies or defend oneself. It was just that the other requirements were too harsh. Therefore, even in the Wan Shou Sect, there were not many who could refine it to a certain level. Although almost everyone had one, those who could cultivate it into a magic treasure could be counted on one hand.
The banner in Xiao Yuan's hand was a magic treasure grade Wan Shou Banner.
"Roar! — "
Upon closer inspection, a terrifying beast the size of a small mountain could be seen roaring within the banner. Its body was like a snake mountain, and there were nine heads on its enormous body. Each head was as large as a roc, and its eyes were like lanterns. They were green and filled with an ominous glint as they danced up and down. A fierce aura filled its body with an extremely domineering aura. With a loud roar, the ten thousand beasts that had been struggling and roaring suddenly became as fearful as cicadas in winter. They lowered their heads to the ground, setting off the boundless ferocity of the nine-headed snake.
This nine-headed snake was the main beast soul of the banner, the beast deity!
"Clang clang! — "
The zither music changed again. It was incomparably urgent, and the sound turned into the sound of killing. The aura of iron and blood filled every inch of the ancient battlefield. In front of the battlefield's platform, a hundred thousand iron-blooded soldiers were lined up neatly. The blades of the weapons in their hands rippled with traces of cold light, and a strong smell of blood emanated from the blades.
"Bang bang bang! — "
Rows of soldiers formed into square formations and quickly spread out in all directions. They charged in several directions, the heavy footsteps of the soldiers on the ground sounding like they were stomping on the hearts of the soldiers. The aura of killing grew stronger and stronger.
Ambush from Ten Sides had reached the chapter of ambush.
On the ancient battlefield, Xiao Yuan and the others were all in a low-lying area of the battlefield. Although they did not personally witness it, the pressurizing and oppressive aura that came from the air made everyone understand that a storm was likely to come sweeping over with a whistling sound.
"Quick, everyone follow Martial Uncle Xiao's instructions. Pour your inner energy into the pagoda. The Yao-Sealing Pagoda is a supreme treasure of our Myriad Beast Sect. With it above our heads, ordinary attacks won't be able to penetrate its divine light."
Yang Xuan's face immediately changed and became rather ugly when he heard the miserable sounds of battle from the battlefield. Without even thinking about it, he immediately followed Xiao Yuan's instructions and poured his true essence into the tower. Immediately, the light from the tower expanded slightly and shone down, enveloping him as well.
Under the cover of the divine light, Yang Xuan couldn't help but inwardly sigh in relief when he realized that the murderous aura he'd been sensing on the ancient battlefield was isolated from the outside world. Yang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, but he quickly took out his own treasures.
When the other cultivators saw this, they quickly poured their inner energy into the pagoda. At the same time, they did their best to gather their inner energy together. The pagoda's divine light grew even more resplendent with the aid of their inner energy. The aura it exuded was incomparably vigorous, as if it could support the heavens and support the earth for all eternity.
"En!"
Di Shitian sat on the Floating Cloud Boat. At this time, they were already in the sky above the Southern Wilderness. He didn't continue to move. His mind was focused on the zither music. The scenes of the battles he'd experienced in the past constantly appeared in his mind. The murderous aura he possessed was constantly being poured into the zither music, allowing his mind to be closer to the artistic conception of the zither music. He integrated his own understanding of the murderous aura into the music.
At the same time, his mind was constantly paying attention to the situation on the ancient battlefield.
When he saw Xiao Yuan and the others holding the strange pagoda above their heads and urging the divine light to protect their bodies, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He was secretly surprised. He had witnessed the power of the pagoda with his own eyes. Even the formation map was cracked by it. It was absolutely terrifying. If nothing unexpected happened, it must be an extraordinary treasure.
"Want to hide in a turtle shell? Do you really think you can hide? Very well, I'll use you guys to test the power of my sound imitation. "
When Di Shitian saw this, he no longer hesitated. The zither music in his hand became more and more hurried, completely displaying the scene of two armies fighting on the battlefield.
In the ancient battlefield, the 100,000 troops were divided into ten square formations. Under the leadership of their respective officers and soldiers, they turned in ten directions and surrounded the low-lying land where the cultivators were.
"Kill! — — "
A crashing sound could be heard as countless figures appeared in front of the Cultivators. Each and every one of them was clad in armor and wielded a sword or saber. Their bodies seethed with killing intent, and their faces were as cold as ice. Besieging from ten sides, the murderous aura pervaded the whole air. Wave after wave, it seemed to directly drown the cultivators in the low-lying land.
"Kill kill kill! — — "
The sounds of killing reverberated in the air above the battlefield. There was only a brief pause before groups of soldiers began to march forward in an orderly manner. They were like ten mad dragons, charging forward with the momentum of toppling mountains and overturning seas.
"Bang bang bang! — — "
These soldiers rushed to kill. Their speed was very fast, but they strangely maintained the same shape. Their eyes were full of murderous intent, filled with coldness, and there was no trace of mercy. It was really like several huge tsunamis were rushing over. The soldier at the front was expressionless. He waved the battle sword in his hand and slashed at the endless divine light hanging down from the pagoda. When it landed on the divine light, countless terrifying sound blades whistled out from the battle sword like lightning and sharply bombarded the divine light.
That sharpness, even the cultivators under the divine light, although they did not personally come into contact with that sharpness, already felt a chill on their necks. Their faces turned slightly pale.
Then, the soldiers at the back rushed over, and countless swords and sabers madly slashed at the divine light.
Whether it was the ancient battlefield or these iron-blooded soldiers, they were all formed by a kind of intent, by a kind of charm. What formed them were countless sound waves, formed by the power of sound waves. Every strike was filled with sharp and terrifying sound blades and endless sound waves. It shook the void.
In a row, tens of thousands of attacks bombarded the pagoda at the same time.
Suddenly, with the naked eye, one could see that the divine light falling from the pagoda was violently shaking, like flowing water, showing signs of distorting. The pagoda in the sky was also constantly shaking, violently trembling.
"Pfft! — — "
At the same time, among the thousands of cultivators below the pagoda who were pouring their vital essence into it, many of them looked as if their bodies had been struck by lightning. Their faces suddenly turned pale, and they spat out mouthfuls of blood. Their expressions suddenly changed, and they became extremely dispirited.
The strength of each soldier was incomparably terrifying, not at all inferior to any Nascent Soul cultivator. The sound blades they released were comparable to Nascent Soul cultivators, and were terrifyingly sharp. In an instant, no less than ten thousand soldiers brandished their weapons at the same time, bombarding the divine light. This force landed on the pagoda at the same time.
Although the pagoda was amazing, it was not the kind of supreme treasure that was innately invincible when placed on top of one's head. The power used to activate it was even more heterogeneous and impure. This power immediately followed the pagoda and backfired on those cultivators. In an instant, more than half of the cultivators were mentally injured, and they spat out a mouthful of essence blood.
"Use magic treasures and spells to attack them. These soldiers are all formed from the sound of the zither. As long as we defeat them, they can still be killed. " Xiao Yuan's expression was incomparably solemn. He suddenly unfurled the Ten Thousand Beast Banner in his hand. The originally small and strange banner grew with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became incomparably huge, covering the sky and covering the sun.
"Roar! — — "
Within the banner, countless strands of black Qi roiled, and the enormous body of the nine-headed snake shockingly appeared. The nine ferocious heads danced wildly as they let out violent roars. Instantly, countless ferocious-looking beast souls with red eyes surged out of the banner like a tide. They exuded a ferocious aura and gave off a ferocious aura.
They were ferocious and terrifying!
They collided head-on with the soldiers on the spot. In an instant, it was as if two roaring waves had crashed into each other, and a terrifying roar erupted in an instant.
These beast spirits had completely stimulated their bestial nature, becoming incomparably ferocious and ruthless. None of these beast spirits were below the Core Formation realm. Their sharp claws flashed with cold light as they pierced into the bodies of the soldiers, violently tearing the enemies in front of them into pieces. It was completely the return of their bestial nature.
The soldiers that were torn to pieces by the galloping beasts didn't have a single trace of flesh left. They directly disintegrated into sharp sound blades that flew wantonly in all directions like a violent storm, slicing everything in front of them into countless pieces.
The soldiers' weapons slashed at the beast spirits, and the sharp sound blades sliced them into countless pieces. Every move of theirs displayed the greatest destructive power in an instant. Direct and domineering, their killing intent was awe-inspiring. There was no doubt that they were the best soldiers in the world. The most powerful warriors.
Fifty thousand of the hundred thousand soldiers stood in front of the torrent of beasts. Like machines, they continuously swung their weapons, killing the beast spirits in front of them time and time again. The remaining fifty thousand didn't stop, and continued to violently bombard the pagoda.
"Fight it out with them! They're just illusions, there's nothing to be afraid of."
"Ancestral Master, save us! — — "
For a moment, some of the other cultivators with strong wills displayed all kinds of attacks, magic treasures, spells, talismans, and madly threw them out. Some with weak wills were scared silly on the spot and stood in place, on the verge of collapse.
"My beast spirits?"
When Xiao Yuan saw the galloping beast spirits falling in the battle with the soldiers, his face kept twitching, and he seemed to be in great pain. These beast spirits were painstakingly collected by him, and he couldn't help but feel the pain of watching them being killed one after another.
These beast spirits couldn't be resurrected. Every time one died, there would be one less. All this time, he hadn't used them much, and had been nurturing them in his body. When they were upgraded a few times and truly became a powerful magic treasure, he would take them out and rely on them to dominate.
"Boom boom boom!"
On the ancient battlefield, a long line of killing constantly changed. Countless sounds of killing intertwined to form a true melody of the battlefield. The two armies clashed in close combat, and the sound of weapons clashing resounded throughout the battlefield. It was a scene of life and death battle. It was incomparably tragic. The various scenes on the battlefield were completely outlined.
"Clang clang clang …"
Di Shitian's zither music became more and more hurried, like a pipa playing the rain. The atmosphere and scenes of a great battle were completely presented. On the battlefield, countless soldiers launched sharp attacks to the sound of the zither.
"Boom boom boom!" — —
Thousands of attacks once again bombarded the pagoda, and there was a continuous rumble. Saber light flashed like lightning, and the pagoda, which was already trembling violently, became incomparably dim with a flash of golden light. The divine light that covered thousands of cultivators suddenly shrank, and only a few dozen people around Xiao Yuan were covered. More than half of the cultivators were completely exposed.
No matter how strong the pagoda was, it couldn't withstand the continuous bombardment. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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