The appearance of Wang Baole is both a variable and a huge rock, which directly caused the situation that was originally unfavorable to the Palm Heaven Sect to reverse. With the excitement of the people of the Palm Heaven Sect, the Tianling Sect gradually declined and kept retreating. Looking around, it seemed that the Palm Heaven Sect had regained the initiative!

Even if this kind of initiative is not fatal, it can be imagined that once accumulated, it will make the chance of victory bigger and bigger, and it will not be impossible to win this war in the end!

Almost everyone on both sides could feel this scene, which made Wang Baole excited the disciples of the Palm Heaven Sect and hated him to the core by the heavenly spirit monks. But there was no way. His cultivation was too amazing, and his legion was extremely violent.

In this way, the way to break the deadlock in front of Tianling Sect is either that its throne and elder defeat the old ancestor of Palm Heaven, or that the three spiritual immortals can suppress the great butler and the Taoist Gu Mo.

But... until now, the former has fought, and the Tianling Palm and the Elder still have a slight advantage. It is obvious that it will take some time to accumulate the momentum of victory to defeat, while the latter... is the same.

So... the only way is to destroy the variable Wang Baole and wipe out the turning point brought by his appearance as much as possible!

There is not a method, but the cost is a bit high and there are considerable risks. If the Tianling Sect had the initiative and chance of winning before, they would not make such a choice. There is no need to take risks. Just continue to push the rhythm, and the Palm Tian Sect will naturally collapse and be destroyed and irreversible.

But now... especially when seeing Wang Baole heading straight for the battle situation of Lingxian in the middle stage of the Lingxian, there is only this way before Tianling Sect, because Wang Baole must not enter the battle situation of Lingxian in the middle stage of the Lingxian, otherwise... Once Wang Baole slaughtered the Spirit Immortal, as the Purple Gold Civilization Spirit decreased and other spirits of the Palm Heaven Sect were released, the failure of this war was already destined.

So the Tianling Palm showed decisiveness in his eyes and a roar suddenly.

"Qing Kunzi!"

As his words came out, the three spiritual immortals of the Heavenly Sect who fought with the Grand Steward of the Palm Heaven Sect and the Gu Mo Taoist, immediately showed their struggles, but they instantly turned into decisiveness, and their cultivation exploded violently as if they were burning. Two of them seemed to be fearless of life and death, and turned into the sun, and rushed directly to the Grand Steward of the Great Steward and Gu Mo Taoist, and used the ultimate method, which trapped the two of them for a short time.

At the same time, another spiritual immortal, the Great Perfection, was Qing Kunzi in the mouth of the Tianling Palm. His figure flashed instantly, and with the explosion of cultivation on his body, he actually broke away from the battle situation. He was full of tremendous force and rushed towards... At this moment, Wang Baole, who was fighting all the way to the battle situation of the spiritual immortal, roared away.

The speed is so fast and the change is so fast that everything happens in an instant. The next moment, with the sensation on the battlefield, the Qing Kunzi seemed to have turned into a Kunpeng. Even with the naked eye, he could faintly see the shadow of Kunpeng and approach Wang Baole in an instant.

A few breaths before his arrival, Wang Baole had already noticed it. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the rapidly approaching Kunpeng. While feeling the other party's murderous intent, Wang Baole also showed sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"A big guy finally came!!" Wang Baole smiled. He naturally saw the other party's purpose, because the three choices after Wang Baole arrived were like hitting a snake seven inches, which was the greatest impact and reversal on the war.

He first killed Yimianzi, stabilized the wavering thoughts of the disciples of the Palm Heaven Sect, and then killed the two enemy spirit immortals who had consumed countless Palm Heaven disciples and were barely restrained. This made the monks of the Palm Heaven Sect even more excited, and released a large number of people, without any worries and avoiding the enemy. The extra monks can also join other battle situations.

Afterwards, what Wang Baole had to do was to go to the battlefield of the middle and middle stage of the Lingxian, and prepare to crush and massacre with his late stage of the Lingxian cultivation. Once he did it, this battle... was no longer necessary to continue.

As for the issue of reputation of bullying the weak with the big one, if you still consider this point in war, then you will definitely be a fool who will die. War means defeating the weak with the strong!

Therefore, being blocked was also Wang Baole's expectation. Similarly, this is within his plan, because from a strategic perspective, although it is better to kill multiple spiritual immortals in the middle and middle stages than to kill one spiritual immortal in the middle stage. However, in terms of momentum, the former can cause a stronger blow to the morale of the Purple Gold Civilization.

Therefore, at the moment when Qing Kunzi rushed over, Wang Baole laughed and refused to retreat but instead advanced. His whole body was like a meteor roaring, heading straight for Qing Kunzi. Facing Wang Baole's rushing, Qing Kunzi's murderous intent burst out in his eyes.

"Only overestimate one's own abilities!"

In an instant, the two of them touched each other in the starry sky on the battlefield. From a distance, they couldn't tell whether it was a meteor rushing towards Kunpeng or Kunpeng hitting the meteor. In short, the moment they touched, a roar that spread across the battlefield turned into ripples, like a big wave, sweeping wildly towards all directions.

A large number of cultivators on both sides spewed out blood, and in horror, Wang Baole's body also shook after touching, retreating seven or eight feet away, without any damage, and his eyes flashed. Although he showed the fluctuations in the late stage of the Spirit Immortal after coming here, in fact, this was only 50% of his overall cultivation, and the other 50% were hidden by him.

"After burning cultivation, it is indeed stronger than the ordinary late stage of the Spirit Immortal, which is interesting."

At the same time as his words came out, Qing Kunzi's horror had reached its peak. He felt a roar of force coming, and his body suddenly retreated without being able to control it. After retreating for more than fifty feet, he barely paused. Then a mouthful of blood was spewed out, and his face turned pale. The shock and incredible in his eyes made the sea of ​​sky-turning in his heart roar constantly.

"You..." Before he could finish his words, the fighting spirit in Wang Baole's mind suddenly exploded, and his cultivation level released 20% again. After exploding his total cultivation level of 70% of his power, he took a step forward, and his speed directly divided the void. The next moment he appeared in front of the extremely shocked Qing Kunzi, raised his right hand to transform into a magic weapon, and swept across with a sword!

Qing Kunzi looked pale and had no time to dodge and could only make gestures with both hands. Suddenly, the shadow of Kunpeng outside his body suddenly became clear. While resisting with all his strength, he also tried to make his transformed Kunpeng swing his tail and launch a counterattack against Wang Baole.

But what was waiting for him was a hint of regret in Wang Baole's eyes. The magic weapon in his hand did not stop at all. As the 70% cultivation level poured in, it slashed down with a bang. The seemingly amazing Kunpeng actually trembled suddenly and collapsed directly in front of Wang Baole. Wang Baole's speed continued to stop, and he reached Qing Kunzi in an instant and slashed again!

With the roar, Qing Kunzi let out a shrill roar, and a black sun burst out from his body. The blood was gushing back with all his strength, and his expression seemed to be seeing a ghost, making a sharp sound.

"You are not a spiritual immortal!!"

"I am your father!" Wang Baole grinned, ignoring the shock and incredible expressions of the monks and ancestors around him, and his body fell down again. Qing Kunzi, who was about to retreat, waved his right divine weapon again, and a roar suddenly rose.

Qing Kunzi roared and resisted again, and the black sun in his hand was indeed good. Although he made him retreat and spurted out blood again and again, he was still maintained, but it gradually broke out.

"Weak!" Wang Baole took one step and a sword, and was extremely fast, almost chasing Qing Kunzi to take action. Finally, under the seventh sword, the black sun in Qing Kunzi's hand finally could not bear it. After a bang collapse, Wang Baole's eighth sword was like a shocking rainbow that was enough to divide all things, flashed through Qing Kunzi's despairing and horrifying eyes.

The next moment, his head flew up, and his body was roared with a wave of cultivation that far exceeded his, and he was crushed to pieces, destroying his body and spirit!

"It's too weak." Wang Baole stood in the starry sky, feeling happy inside, and spoke lightly.

The battlefield around was instantly quiet. Most of the monks on both sides who even saw this scene forgot to fight. They looked at Wang Baole blankly, and their minds were completely buzzing, like a hundred thousand heavenly thunder exploded.

It's really... At this moment, Wang Baole, who was standing in the starry sky, had his momentum and cultivation fluctuations, shocking the world!
Chapter completed!