An alchemy furnace fell from the sky

Chapter 523 The war begins

"Yes!"

A man behind Tang Feilong responded, and he flew into the air. After grabbing the sword, he turned over and got off the Shenzhou.

The Tianjian Sect disciple named "Huan Lei" had a stern expression on his face, and stepped on a flying sword. The long sword in his hand became more and more dazzling as his spiritual power condensed.

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, the man and his sword fell like a meteor on the seemingly indestructible magic circle.

After Long Dunfeng retreated, Xu Fu followed closely and returned to the Guanhai Tower.

As Long Dunfeng entered the room, his face changed drastically. He rolled up his sleeves and saw that his arms were covered in blood.

"Don't use spiritual power!"

Hu Fan had already arrived at this time. He led several disciples to stay in the Guanhai Tower in order to treat the wounded as soon as possible.

But I didn’t expect that the first person to be injured was Qinglong’s acting dean.

Hu Fan grabbed Long Dunfeng's arm, gathered spiritual power in his right hand, and covered the wound on Long Dunfeng. After rubbing it gently for a few times, he slowly raised his right hand, and a dark red nail more than half an inch long was "sucked" out.

"poisonous!"

Hu Fan frowned as he looked at the black blood that kept oozing out of the wound.

"Can you solve it?"

Long Dunfeng seemed to have known this for a long time and looked quite calm.

"It's the 'tarsal maggot'. This poison is not easy to cure." Hu Fan sniffed the smell of the black blood and sighed.

"Can it be suppressed?" Long Dunfeng asked in a deep voice without changing his expression. Half of his arm was numb and it hurt like a piercing pain when he exerted a little force.

"Come here and sit down!"

Hu Fan asked Long Dunfeng to sit down on the chair, and used both hands at the same time to inject spiritual power into Long Dunfeng's shoulders.

"Guiyuan Pill, Detoxifying Cream, Qingming Grass..."

As Hu Fan recited a long list of names of elixirs and magical flowers and herbs, the disciples who were originally standing by immediately became busy.

"Go and see what's going on!"

Seeing that Xu Fu was still standing there, Long Dunfeng quickly assigned him a task.

Xu Fu finally woke up from his dream. The moment he walked out of the Guanhai Tower, he saw the dazzling "meteor" hitting the protective magic circle.

The light faded, and everyone's eyes stayed on the sword.

Half of the long sword remained outside the magic circle, and the tip of the sword had already pierced into it.

The shaky protective magic circle was finally broken under the siege of the crowd.

The besiegers were delighted and fought even harder.

After breaking the magic circle, Huan Lei of Tianjianmen did not rush forward, but drew his sword and returned to Shenzhou.

As the crack in the magic circle grew bigger and bigger, the people nearby were eager to try. By the time the crack was big enough to get through, the area around it was already crowded with people.

Everyone rushed forward, wanting to be the first to pass through the magic circle, completely forgetting the possible dangers, as if they were all overwhelmed by the temptation of the lightning-struck wood.

"The dragon appears!"

At a command, dozens of huge dragon bows were pushed out from the bushes, with spear-like arrows pointing straight to the sky.

Above the magic circle, the person who got the first one had already half of his body inside the magic circle. Behind him, a group of people gathered, continuing to expand the crack and waiting for an opportunity to enter.

"Come on!"

A dull bowstring sounded, and a dragon arrow whizzed straight towards the crack in the magic circle.

The person who first entered the crack was unable to react in time and was pierced directly by the dragon arrow. He and the person behind him were also skewered into pieces and died with his eyes open.

Xu Fu had personally experienced the power of the Jiaolong Bow. Even a man with a body of iron and steel could not withstand it. There were actually dozens of Qinglong bows with this killing weapon that was comparable to a magic weapon!

The power of the Dragon Bow was astonishing and exciting, but the group of people outside the magic circle did not retreat.

However, they were no longer obsessed with entering through the small crack, but continued to work hard to destroy the magic circle.

As the spiritual power was consumed, the cracks in the magic circle became bigger and bigger.

As more and more people entered the magic circle, the dragon arrows became more and more dense. Every dragon bow almost never stopped, and the sound of bowstrings echoed everywhere.

Even though these invaders were prepared, some of them were unable to dodge and were pierced through the body by the dragon bow.

More than a dozen people died under the dragon's bow.

You have to know that those who controlled the Dragon Bow were only sixth-grade students, while those who died were all top-grade cultivators. Such a result of the battle is enough to be exciting.

However, after more than ten breaths, the magic circle had completely dissipated. Many cultivators ignored everything else and rushed straight towards the Qinglong student who was controlling the Dragon Bow.

At this time, the dragon arrows had been almost used up.

"Sand rises for hundreds of miles!"

With He Qizhen's angry roar, countless dust quickly filled the air.

"Sand cone!"

"Wind Blade!"

"Fire bomb!"

Countless mid-to-high-grade spells were shot densely at the monk who was shrouded in sand and dust.

He Qi was directing the practitioners to perform surgical operations in batches.

Then, all kinds of attacking techniques swept into the air like waves.

Under the interference of the "blowing sand for hundreds of miles", perception and vision were greatly affected, and the first dozen people who rushed down were instantly covered in wounds.

"Wind and residual clouds!"

With a low roar, a tornado appeared, blowing away the sand and dust, and the entire sky became clear again.

"It's someone from the Dan League!"

Xu Fu saw more than a dozen people dressed in luxurious clothes, with the demeanor of a master in their every move. They suppressed the Qinglong students with just a few moves.

The cultivation level of this group of people is above the eighth level, and the leader is a dark and thin dwarf.

Xu Fu recognized this dwarf. He had fought with him in the Dan League before. He was an extremely difficult character, a true ninth-grade supreme being.

As a supreme master, he naturally disdains to attack the weak.

Sure enough, Zhong Shuyi ignored those Qinglong students and immediately set his eyes on He Qizhen.

In addition to Zhong Shuyi, there were two other magic practitioners following behind him, one on the left and one on the right. The three of them formed a "品" shape and swooped down towards He Qi.

He Qi was not afraid at all. He raised his hand and condensed a spell to smash it over.

"Hahaha……"

One person was lucky enough to dodge the dragon arrows and various spells, and laughed wildly after landing.

"I'm the first one!"

Before he could finish his words, an iron fist hit his back.

The man immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"kill!"

Du Xian's punch seemed to be sending a signal to the students behind him.

The physical training students of Qinglong Shangling Academy joined the battlefield.

Every student of physical training has at least two magical weapons, one for attack and one for defense. Once they enter the battlefield, they are full of momentum.

"Don't let anyone go!"

Du Xian shouted loudly, and the students immediately scattered, chasing after the scattered monks and beating them up.

Under the siege of the students, those of the same rank had no power to resist at all. A few students who had just entered the upper rank even suppressed the cultivators at the peak of the seventh rank.

"Can win!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Fu felt his confidence doubled. Just as he was about to help, he suddenly heard a scream.