Chapter 859

The emergence of Wang Baole is not only a variable, but also a huge stone, which directly makes the situation that was originally unfavorable to zhangtianzong appear a turning point. With the excitement of zhangtianzong people, tianlingzong's momentum gradually declines, and constantly retreats. Looking around, it seems that zhangtianzong has regained its initiative!

Even if this initiative is not fatal, it can be imagined that once accumulated, like a snowball, it will make the odds of victory bigger and bigger. Finally, it is not impossible to win this war!

This scene can be felt by almost everyone on both sides, which makes Wang Baole here, while inspiring the disciples of ZhangTian sect, he is also hated by the friar Tianling, but there is no way. His cultivation is too amazing, and his legion is extremely violent.

In this way, the way to break the situation in front of tianlingzong is either that its leader and elders defeated the leader of tianlaozu, or that the three spirit immortals Da Yuan can suppress the big housekeeper and the ancient Mo Taoist.

It's just... Up to now, the former has only a slight advantage, and it obviously takes some time to accumulate the momentum of victory to defeat, and the latter... The same is true.

So... The only way is to eliminate the variable of Wang Baole and erase the turnaround brought by his appearance as much as possible!

The method is not without, but the cost is a little high, and there is not a small risk. If the tianlingzong had mastered the initiative and the odds of victory before, they would not have made such a choice. There is no need to take risks. Just continue to push forward the rhythm, and the zhangtianzong will naturally collapse and the collapse will be irreversible.

But now... Especially when seeing Wang Baole go straight to the battle of Lingxian junior high school, there is only this way in front of tianlingzong, because Wang Baole must not be allowed to enter the battle of Lingxian in the early and middle stages, otherwise... Once Wang Baole slaughters Lingxian inside, with the sharp decline of Zijin civilization Lingxian, and with the release of other Lingxian of zhangtianzong, the failure of this war is doomed.

Then the celestial spirit palm seat showed determination in his eyes and suddenly roared.

"Qing kunzi!"

As his words came out, the three immortals of tianlingzong who immediately fought with the steward of zhangtianzong and Taoist Gu mo were full, and immediately showed their struggle in their eyes, but instantly turned decisive, and their cultivation erupted as if they were burning. Two of them seemed to be fearless of life and death, as if they turned into the sun, and directly jumped on the steward and Taoist Gu Mo, launching the ultimate method, trapping them for a short time.

At the same time, another Lingxian dayuanman, that is, Qing kunzi in the mouth of Tianling palm seat, his figure flashed in an instant. With the outbreak of cultivation on his body, he was directly out of the war, and the whole person rushed with great momentum... At this moment, Wang Baole, who fought all the way to the Lingxian war in the Tianling clan, roared away.

With the speed and change, everything happened in an instant. The next moment, with the sensation of the battlefield, the whole person of Qing kunzi seemed to turn into a Kun Peng. Even with the naked eye, he could see the shadow of Kun Peng faintly, and in an instant, he was close to Wang Baole.

A few moments before his arrival, wangbaole was aware of it. Suddenly, he looked sideways at the rapidly approaching Kun Peng and felt the other party's killing machine. At the same time, Wang Baole also showed sarcasm at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashed cold.

"Finally, here comes a big one!!" Wang Baole laughed, and he naturally saw the other party's purpose, because the three choices after Wang Baole's arrival were like hitting a snake seven inches, which was the biggest impact and reversal of the war.

He first killed yinianzi, stabilized the shaking mind of the disciples of ZhangTian sect, and then killed the two enemy immortals who had spent countless lives of the disciples of ZhangTian sect and were reluctantly restrained. This made the friars of ZhangTian sect more excited, but also released a large number of people. There was no worry about the future, and the friars could join other battles.

Then, what Wang Baole wants to do is to go to the battlefield of Lingxian junior high school and prepare to crush and kill with his later cultivation of Lingxian. Once he has done it, this war... Is no longer necessary to continue.

As for the reputation of bullying the small with the big and bullying the weak with the strong, if this point is still considered in the war, it must be a fool who will die. War is about defeating the weak with the strong!

Therefore, it is expected that Wang Baole will be blocked. Similarly, this is also within his plan, because strategically, although it is better to kill multiple Lingxian in junior high school than to kill one Lingxian, but from the momentum, the former can cause a stronger blow to the morale of Zijin civilization.

Therefore, at the moment when Qing kunzi rushed, Wang Baole laughed and didn't retreat but moved forward. The whole person roared like a meteor and headed for Qing kunzi. Facing Wang Baole's rush, the killing in Qing kunzi's eyes erupted strongly.

"Overestimate oneself!"

In an instant, the two men touched each other in the starry sky of the battlefield. Looking from a distance, they couldn't tell whether it was the meteor shooting at Kunpeng or the Kunpeng hitting the meteor. In short, at the moment of their contact, the roar spread all over the battlefield turned into waves, like a big wave, sweeping frantically in all directions.

A large number of monks on both sides spewed blood and retreated in horror. Wang Baole's body also shook after touching, retreated sevenoreight feet, unharmed, and his eyes flashed light. After he came here, although he showed the fluctuation of the later stage of Lingxian, in fact, this was only 50% of his overall cultivation, and the other 50% was hidden by him.

"After burning cultivation, it's really better than the ordinary fairy in the later stage. This is a little interesting."

At the same time when his words came out, Qing kunzi's surprise had reached the extreme. He only felt a powerful roar, and his body could not control it. He retreated more than 50 feet in a row, and then he barely stopped. Then a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his face turned pale. The shock and disbelief in his eyes made his heart turn into a sea of heaven, roaring constantly.

"You..." before the words were finished, Wang Bao's eyes suddenly erupted in war, and his cultivation released 20% again. After exploding the power of his total cultivation of 70%, he took one step, and the speed directly divided the nothingness. The next moment, he appeared in front of the shocking Qing kunzi, raised his right hand, turned into a magic weapon, and directly swept with a sword!

Qing kunzi's face was pale, and he had no time to dodge, so he had to pinch the formula with both hands. Suddenly, the shadow of Kun Peng outside his body suddenly became clear, and he tried to make his illusory Kun Peng swing his tail and fight back against Wang Baole.

But waiting for him... Is a touch of regret in Wang Baole's eyes. The magic soldiers in his hands did not stop at all. With the influx of 70% cultivation, he cut down with a bang. This seemingly amazing Kun Peng suddenly trembled and collapsed directly in front of Wang Baole, and Wang Baole's speed did not stop. In an instant, he came to Qing kunzi's face and cut again!

Under the roar, Qing kunzi issued a shrill roar, and the black sun burst out in his body. He fought with all his strength, and the blood gushed and rolled over. He looked as if he had seen a ghost and made a sharp sound.

"You are not a fairy!!"

"I'm your father!" Wang Baole grinned, ignoring the shock and inconceivability of the monks and ancestors around him. His body fell again, and the Qing kunzi, who was about to retreat, waved his right hand again, and suddenly roared.

Qing kunzi roared and resisted again, and the black sun in his hand was really good. Although it made him retreat again and again, blood spurted out, and injured again and again, it still maintained, but it also gradually appeared to be broken.

"Weak!" Wang Baole took one sword step by step, and the speed was extremely fast. He almost chased Qing kunzi and shot. Finally, under the seventh sword, the black sun in Qing kunzi's hand finally couldn't bear it. After the crash, Wang Baole's eighth sword was like an earth shattering rainbow that was enough to divide all things, flashing past Qing kunzi's desperate and horrified eyes.

In the next moment, his head flew up, and his body roared, and was directly shrouded by a wave of cultivation that was far beyond him. He was shattered, and his form and spirit were destroyed!

"Too weak." Wangbaole stood in the starry sky, his heart was happy, and he spoke faintly.

The battlefield around was instantly quiet. Most of the monks on both sides who even saw this scene forgot to fight. They stared at Wang Baole blankly, and their minds were completely buzzing and turbulent, like 100000 days of thunder exploding.

It's really... At this moment, standing in the starry sky, the fluctuation of Wang Baole's momentum and cultivation is earth shaking and shocking!

"Planets?" Ling you fairy also froze for a moment, murmuring uncertainly. Her voice made the spirits on both sides around tremble suddenly. When she looked at Wang Baole, panic had occupied all her mind.