Chapter 1537 Diligent Coach Jiang

Latest website: Just one minute later, this barrier of immortal power was completely eaten away by the turbid air and ceased to exist.

In order to keep his clothes, Brother Cheng could only wave a new barrier of immortal power again.

Then, the new immortal power barrier was eroded again.

This seems to be a recurring cycle.

Following him, Supreme Song Yan, who was the witness of the other party, was stunned for a while.

He didn't know that Brother Cheng didn't make Yuanqing Immortal Liquid, so he didn't understand what he was doing.

After the Taoist armor you wear is coated with Yuanqing Immortal Liquid, won't it be eroded by the turbid air?

There is no need to activate the immortal power so frequently and use the immortal power barrier to resist the invasion of turbid air!

Meng Chun, who was blocked by Ling Hou and others, asked directly for him.

"Coach Jiang, what are you doing?"

Brother Cheng saw that the hundreds of thousands of troops behind him didn't have to do anything and were actually safe and sound.

I feel a little unbalanced inside.

What's going on? Could it be that I'm not as good as a mere soldier?

Where does this coach stand?

Is it because I have no Tianxin?

"Ahem, I'm exercising."

Without blushing and out of breath, he once again created a circle of immortal power barrier.

"Practice is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. Using the power of immortal energy in multiple ways can increase your proficiency, and it can also be regarded as practicing your skills."

"So this is ah!"

Meng Chun, Chi Ling and others suddenly realized it, and then they habitually flattered them.

"As expected of Coach Jiang."

"You never forget to practice during the march. You are truly a role model for our generation of immortals!"

"That's natural. Coach Jiang's achievements are not only due to his strong talent, but also the sweat that everyone can't see."

"Everyone should learn more from Coach Jiang!"

More than 6,000 people in the Eighth Legion nodded, indicating that they had learned the lesson.

"Coach Jiang is obviously so strong and he still works so hard."

"How can we be so embarrassed to slack off?"

"Before, I thought that Coach Jiang was enjoying himself in the palace. It turns out that he has been practicing hard all the time. I am really ashamed of him!"

After saying that, this regiment, whose mentality had already changed and became more motivated, actually began to imitate Brother Cheng.

Everyone activated their immortal power and formed a barrier of immortal power on their body surface.

Their strength is far inferior to Jiang Cheng, and the immortal power barrier is often completely eroded by the turbid air in just a few seconds.

But everyone still enjoyed it and continued to activate new immortal power barriers, completely ignoring the consumption of immortal power.

Coach Jiang has done this, which means it is right.

This extremely 'anti-intellectual' scene made Supreme Song Yan dumbfounded.

exercise?

And this kind of exercise?

But activating and maintaining the immortal power barrier once a minute like this consumes the power of the immortal energy in the body, right?

When we really encounter the turbid demon, wouldn't everyone be out of breath?

Does it have any special meaning?

Like Huan Chang before him, Song Yan also believed that Jiang Cheng was a cunning and calculating man.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to suddenly become the head coach of the Tianle Army just because of his Taoist status.

Just when he was suspicious, Yin Ping, who was on the other side of the army, was also eye-opening.

He followed the Third and Fourth Legions and was always by Xiang Li's side.

After the two armies set out, they were quickly divided into six parts.

Among them, 20,000 people who had been disarmed before were redistributed with fourth-level Taoist weapons for use as a reserve army.

The other five units served as the central army all the way, closely following Xiang Li.

The other four units were divided into four groups and received different combat missions.

Under Meng Lin's command, they unfolded in different directions.

The four armies disappeared into the vast depths of the turbid air like mercury pouring down the ground.

Xiang Li and his staff quickly unfolded a magical picture.

But seeing that there were no mountains and rivers on the scroll, only spots of light could be seen moving rapidly in different directions.

It’s a special sandbox.

"The fourth battalion moves three million miles to the left and front."

"The Seventh Battalion is temporarily suspended and ambush in place."

"The Sixth Battalion is outflanking the right front..."

Instructions were issued directly from the air.

The light spots in the picture are like remote-controlled machines, meticulously executing the orders of the Chinese army.

The four armies are like four huge flowers blooming little by little on the scroll, exuding unique beauty and charm.

So the war can still be fought like this?

As the general manager of the Commander's Mansion, Yin Ping is a man who knows the military.

He knew that these four flowers were not only beautiful, but also contained endless murderous intent and mystery.

A pocket of death has quietly opened around, waiting to wipe out all the turbid demons within this range.

At this time, he could only be amazed.

Compared with the swarm marching style when following Jiang Cheng, this is simply from another dimension.

He was inexplicably worried about Coach Jiang.

Will he really be outdone by Xiang Li this time?

I just hope that he can still create another miracle with his strong personal strength...

As they moved forward, after an unknown amount of time, a battle finally broke out ahead.

On the scroll, many light spots quickly converged in a certain direction.

Xiang Li, on the other hand, held his spear high and pointed straight ahead.

In an instant, the Chinese army swept forward like a silent wave.

A big war broke out quietly.

Yin Ping, who was following him, did not take action.

According to the agreement between the parties, witnesses cannot interfere.

When he was following his former coach King Su, Yin Ping had seen the Taishi Zhuo Demon and knew how difficult this special monster was to deal with.

Zhuo Mo doesn't know any martial arts or exercises.

But they have so many incredible abilities.

Conventional immortal magic and martial arts cannot kill the turbid demon.

After their bodies are cut open, they can quickly recover through the reorganization of turbid qi.

Even if it is blown to pieces, it will only lose a little turbidity.

If you want to kill the turbid demons, you can only find ways to exhaust their turbid energy bit by bit.

But this process is extremely difficult.

The turbid energy of the turbid demon is more dangerous to the immortal than the holy power of the Taoist saint. Neither the immortal power nor the rules are effective against this power.

And if one's immortal body is torn open, it may spread throughout the body like poisonous gas.

At that time, even with the Qingqi protection of Yuanqing Immortal Liquid, he will be severely damaged.

In addition, the Zhuo Demon itself has a strong body that is not inferior to the barbarian monsters, and can also control some special powers...

A first-level turbid demon is actually equivalent to a venerable one according to their strength.

But in fact, even if a Supreme encounters them, he is likely to encounter something unexpected.

And now in the battle scene that Yin Ping saw, a team of more than ten sages led by Tianzun were constantly circling around a turbid demon.

Facing the second-level turbid demon that can kill Dao Zun, they often only need two or three Supremes, and they can fight successfully with a hundred-man team.

The cooperation of each team is as perfect as a delicate machine, with almost no mistakes visible.

Everyone seems to be walking on the tip of a knife, but they seem to be completely natural.