Chapter 478: Sword Qi is like rain, pouring down on the world
Outside the Tianque Gate, Mo Beihe took out a wooden sign from his storage ring and threw it lightly. The sign turned into a stream of light and then activated the formation outside the Tianque Gate.
When facing alien invasion, the practitioners of Tianchen Continent will naturally not just sit there and wait. Many preliminary preparations still need to be made to avoid casualties as much as possible.
The greatest significance of Lu Xun revealing the news in advance lies in this aspect.
During this period, those formation masters who are proficient in formations and the advanced talisman masters can be said to be extremely busy.
Formations and talismans are relatively reliable means of defending against the enemy, especially some large formations, which can even achieve the effect of one man blocking the way for ten thousand.
Thanks to Lu Xun, the Tianque Gate's formation was set up personally by Yue Heshan, the leader of the Demon Sect.
Even though the charitable gambling king Yue Heshan always loses when he gambles, he is considered the best in the entire Tianchen Continent when it comes to formations.
Among all of Yan Li's disciples, the young disciple Yue Heshan has the lowest combat power, but if he is given some time to prepare, even Shen Yan may not be his opponent.
Although many practitioners in Tianchen Continent are prepared to fight to the death, they are not reckless and will make good use of any advantages they can.
The sand sculpture players in Sanqian Mountain are different from the Tianchen practitioners. They are not nervous at all, but more excited.
"The big plot is about to begin. There will be countless monsters. My sword is thirsty for it!"
"Hey, I just learned a skill yesterday, so today is a good time to practice it!"
"Anyone want to form a team? One more person for the Cleaver Team!"
"One more person is needed for the ranking team. I'm in the top 5,000 of the camp contribution point ranking list!"
The ten-minute countdown passed quickly, the sky was still covered with haze, and the atmosphere was still a little depressing. Countless alien races suddenly appeared in various places on the Tianchen Continent. As soon as they appeared, they rushed towards the practitioners and players of the Tianchen Continent like wild dogs that had broken free from their reins!
Holding [Lone Bravery] in his hand, Mo Beihe rushed to the front with the might of the formation.
A spear that was half a body taller than him flew through the air, making a dragon's roar.
The stinging dragon has been awakened from its sleep, and its roar shakes thousands of mountains!
A blue spear light was like lightning exploding in the sky. The lightning snake swept forward and violently tore dozens of low-level aliens apart.
"Boom——" A huge roar sounded, and a seventh-level alien with purple wings of light on his back spread out his palm and waved it forward. Thousands of purple ice crystals condensed, and then shot towards Mo Beihe like thousands of arrows.
Mo Beihe rushed forward with his spear, and with a sweep of the spear forward, the lightning snake rolled towards the ice crystal.
The battlefield was divided in an instant.
The great practitioners were fighting with the high-level alien races. Ordinary practitioners and ordinary low-level alien races could not get close to their battle area at all.
The players and disciples from the major sects in Three Thousand Mountains fought against the low-level alien races. Some of the players rushed to the front, while others hid in the back and launched sneak attacks, and they became the main force.
The scene was extremely chaotic, especially in areas with more players, which were in a mess.
"Damn it! You killed my girlfriend, die now!" A player hugged an alien and blew himself up.
The stupid players nearby looked at each other and shouted in unison: "You know how to play!"
Then, they began to imitate them, rushing over to hug the aliens, and then self-destructing.
" I'm a bomb!" they chanted.
People who play games for fun do this. They don't even care whether they make a profit or a loss, as long as they are happy.
As long as I am silly enough, sadness can't catch up with me!
But as the game progressed, the players became more and more serious about it.
"This is a fucking unfavorable situation!" The bastards began to realize the seriousness of the problem.
In terms of numbers, the number of practitioners and players in the Three Thousand Mountains area is no less than that of alien races.
But the number of high-level aliens on the alien side is a bit too much, almost twice as many as on the Three Thousand Mountains side!
Although each sect now has large formations in operation that can temporarily resist part of the attack, this can only be effective for a while.
Once the large formations are broken one after another, the situation will become extremely bad.
Look, the protective formation of a small sect called Wumei Mountain has been destroyed, and two sixth-level aliens rushed in directly.
They ignored the elders of the sect who were being held back by other high-level alien races, and rushed directly towards the crowd, killing them indiscriminately.
With just a wave of his hand, hundreds of players and practitioners flew backwards.
The three of them worked together and directly destroyed the top of a small hill.
Screams rang out one after another. Players died and resurrected, then died again, and then resurrected again. There was no room for fighting back.
Mo Beihe shot back the aliens around him, and suddenly, a shadow flashed behind him.
A stream of black air opened its mouth like a ghost face and swallowed Mo Beihe in one gulp.
Lightning snakes were everywhere, penetrating the ghost mask. Mo Beihe's arms were heavily corroded, and his right hand holding [Guyong] was trembling slightly.
It felt like a small worm was wriggling in his blood vessels.
"Damn it!" Mo Beihe cursed inwardly, then suddenly cut off his left arm.
At this time, he could no longer afford to hesitate.
The gap in high-end combat power has made the situation increasingly worse, and now it is really a fight to the death.
At this moment, a group of sword cultivators and players who were practicing sword suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
They clearly felt that there was a force attached to them!
There were quite a few sword cultivators present, and the improvement of the group was an extremely terrifying thing!
This is especially evident in sword cultivators above the fifth level!
"What is this?" Everyone was shocked: "How can there be such a miraculous power in the world!? "
Silently, I became stronger!
The players are the most excited because they know the reason.
"Sword Luck Buff! It's Sword Luck Buff!"
"Purple Palace! The Purple Palace must be nearby!"
"Brothers, come on! The Purple Palace is here, why are we still afraid?"
"Fuck you, you snake skin popcorn! Die!!!"
The fighting spirit, which had been somewhat low, was suddenly ignited.
When two armies clash, fighting spirit is actually an extremely important thing.
"Boom——" Another small sect's mountain protection formation was broken.
Two high-level aliens began to dive.
A delicate shout came from afar, and then everyone saw an extremely dazzling sword energy!
"I'll chop off your head with a knife!"
The sword energy pushed forward, and the two aliens didn't dare to confront it head-on, and quickly dodged and fled.
But the knife was so fast that they couldn't dodge it at all.
"Puff!" The two aliens flew backwards and were seriously injured.
The players watched helplessly as the two alien races became low on health!
"Damn! This knife is too powerful!" The players couldn't help but exclaim.
Before the two aliens could stabilize their bodies, two sword energies pierced through them.
A man in a black robe suddenly appeared, holding a scabbard in his hand. With a slight wave of his sleeve, thousands of sword energies poured out.
The sword energy came from top to bottom, like a heavy rain, sweeping across the world!
Wherever the sword energy went, large numbers of low-level aliens were killed!
Previously, it was the high-level alien races that rushed into the crowd and killed them all. Now, finally, a Tianchen cultivator did the same thing.
The black-robed man lowered his head, looking at the high-level aliens rushing towards the ordinary practitioners, and said in a cold voice:
"Are you sure you can kill faster than me?"
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