Chapter 482 Emperor Kun
North Sea, front line.
Tens of thousands of cultivators were fighting, roaring continuously, and various magic lights were lit up one after another.
From time to time, cultivators were killed, and their bodies fell into the sea, dyeing a large area of sea water red.
Li Renjie, Feng Youwei, and Li Xiuhui fought bravely on the battlefield.
Among the three of them, Li Xiuhui had the highest cultivation level, and now he was in the late Jindan stage, while Li Renjie and Feng Youwei were in the middle Jindan stage.
Feng Youwei was Li Changsheng's grandson after all. Although his cultivation level was abolished because of practicing the Yin-Yang-Replenishing Method, he has now reformed and started over.
Opposite them were three middle-aged men in sky blue robes, but they were all cultivators from the Canghai Realm, but they were greedy for life and afraid of death, and now they have become the vanguards of the Canglan Realm.
This situation is already very common in the Canghai Realm. It is possible that they are still Canghai Realm cultivators today, and they will join the Canglan Realm camp tomorrow.
Over the past five years, the cultivators of the two realms have gradually started to exchange fire, but it was basically just a small fight between the foundation-building and golden elixir cultivators, and even the Nascent Soul cultivators rarely took part.
Because there were no foundation-building cultivators on the Canglan Realm, they sent out cultivators from the Canghai Realm who had defected to them.
So, over the past five years, the Canghai Realm has been killing each other and wasting time. For the Canglan Realm, winning or losing is not important at all, and the people who died were not theirs.
I saw a tall man on the opposite side with a cold face, and he took out a green treasure fan, which emitted an amazing spiritual fluctuation.
The treasure fan shook gently, and a gust of wind blew out, rolling up the surrounding sea water, forming a water column that soared into the sky.
Li Xiuhui remained calm, pinched the sword formula, and a sword chant sounded, and two swords, one blue and one red, appeared in his hands.
One sword was cold, like the cold winter, and the other was extremely hot, like the scorching sun.
With a wave of the blue flying sword in his right hand, a blue sword energy more than ten feet long swept out.
The blue sword energy cut through the air and slashed towards the water column tornado with the meaning of ice.
The sword energy sank into the water column, and the water column immediately froze.
With a point of the red flying sword in his left hand, a red sword energy whistled out, with the meaning of the scorching sun, and slashed on the water column.
With a loud bang, the water column exploded, and water vapor flew all over the sky, like mist.
"Ancestor Xiuhui is worthy of being a creator of his own skills. He can easily dissolve the attack of Jindan Perfection with one strike."
Li Renjie nodded and praised, his eyes full of admiration.
Like Li Yunxiao, Li Xiuhui created his own skills and has walked his own path.
Seeing this, the three people on the opposite side planned to retreat. Li Xiuhui has made a lot of reputation in the past five years. Few people in the same realm are his opponents, not to mention there are three people.
At this moment, three dragon roars resounded through the sky. The three people suddenly screamed and covered their ears with their hands unnaturally. They felt that their sea of consciousness was about to explode.
"Double swords combined!"
A cold voice came out, and a blue and red sword energy cut through the sky, and crackling sounds came out in the air.
The three Jindan monks were horrified when they saw the sword energy coming. Just as they were about to dodge, a yellow talisman fell from the sky and exploded, and a yellow ripple spread out.
The three people found that a huge gravity was pressing on them. They wanted to dodge but found that their bodies were stiff and difficult to move.
"Boom!"
Three shrill screams sounded, and the bodies of the three people were pierced, and blood splattered, falling into the sea like raindrops.
Before the three bodies fell into the sea, a green net bag flew out, wrapped up the three bodies, and flew back to Li Renjie.
Li Renjie was very happy. Every time they followed Li Xiuhui to fight, they could get a lot of benefits, and the accumulated military merits were more than 100,000.
"Ancestor Xiuhui, here!"
Li Renjie handed the storage bags of the three people to Li Xiuhui, asking her to choose the spoils first, after all, she was the main force.
Li Xiuhui was not polite either. She came to fight to pave the way for the Nascent Soul, and she needed a lot of resources.
She checked the three storage bags one by one. Except for the treasure fan that reached the third-grade upper grade, the other two had nothing valuable on them, and the spiritual stones added up to less than 100,000.
This is not surprising. In addition to the magic weapons and talismans they needed to use, they didn't even have spiritual stones on them, and they were also worried about dying and helping the enemy.
"I'll take this magic weapon, and you and Ancestor Youwei can share the rest!"
The three people were very different in seniority. Feng Youwei was the grandson of Li Changsheng and had the highest seniority.
At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a black light instantly attacked the back of Feng Youwei's head.
"Ancestor Youwei, be careful!"
Li Xiuhui and Li Renjie were horrified. They didn't expect that there were still people hiding in the dark. However, they were still some distance away from Feng Youwei. The enemy must have noticed this before they attacked.
Feng Youwei's face changed wildly. He had no time to react at such a close distance.
Seeing that the black light was about to hit Feng Youwei's head, a black vortex blocked him. The black light turned out to be a black iron nail about a foot long, which disappeared into the black vortex.
Li Xiuhui and the others also came to Feng Youwei immediately, and their spiritual senses probed around, but they found nothing.
"Ancestor Youwei, are you okay?"
Feng Youwei sighed, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
At this moment, a cultivator wearing Canglanjie clothing flew from the sea to the three people, but it was a corpse.
There was a bowl-sized hole in the dantian, and the golden elixir in the body disappeared. His eyes were wide open, as if he had suffered something terrible before his death.
"Xiuhui, who saved me?"
Feng Youwei was puzzled. A corpse fell in front of them inexplicably. In addition to the absence of the golden elixir, even the storage bag was still on the body.
"It must be the secret action of Emperor Kun!"
Li Xiuhui guessed. She had taken care of the Tunhai Kun for a period of time. The black vortex just now was very similar to the swallowing magic of the Tunhai Kun.
Tunhai Kun has been promoted to the fourth level. Li Changsheng will not put it into the spirit beast bracelet at will. It is the overlord of the sea and hides in the deep sea. As long as it does not show up easily, the Divine Transformation cultivators cannot detect its traces.
In addition, the corpses dropped during the battle basically became his food, which is of great benefit to its growth and can also protect the Li clan secretly.
Of course, not every member of the Li clan will help Tunhai Kun. If Feng Youwei was not Li Changsheng's grandson, he might have died today.
"Grandson, thank you very much for saving me!"
Feng Youwei didn't know where the Sea Tun Kun was, so he could only bow to the vast sea to show his gratitude.
The Sea Tun Kun had already advanced to the fourth level, and not everyone dared to call it by its name.
Many of the Li family's descendants often collected corpses to feed the Sea Tun Kun, hoping that it could help them at a critical moment. Over time, the descendants of the Li family called the Sea Tun Kun the Emperor, praising its status as the overlord of the deep sea.
Li Xiuhui glanced at the calm sea and said, "The Emperor Kun's identity is sensitive and he won't show up easily."
"Then I will get more monsters with precious blood for it to enjoy in the future."
Feng Youwei said solemnly.
After all, the Sea Tun Kun is the body of a monster. If it wants to continuously optimize its blood, it can only absorb the blood of rarer monsters. The corpses of the human race can only be regarded as food.
A low conch sounded, and the warring parties began to retreat in an orderly manner, while collecting the corpses of their companions.
"Let's go back!"
Since the battle began, many cultivators from the Li family camp have died, but most of them are from affiliated forces. They are no longer surprised by this, and will just give them compensation after the war.
