Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The cannonballs, six or seven hundred meters in size, propelled by gunpowder and blown by the wind and fire monsters, hurtled towards the central army of the Great Qian Empire like meteors.

At the same time, the wind monsters of Wulong Mountain, their cheeks puffed out, sounded their horns.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

A mournful bugle call sounded.

Endless sound waves erupted from the horns, transforming into a vast, elusive army, roaring and howling.

call out!call out!call out!

One by one, the flying magical artifacts, controlled by the legendary cultivators, took to the air, swirling around the cannonballs, and simultaneously rushed towards the central army of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Nearly ten million Daoist cultivators rubbed their hands together.

Hundreds of millions of thunderbolts, like raindrops, followed the cannonballs and swept across the central army of the Great Qian Dynasty.

kill!kill!kill!

One after another, the crossbow-wielding monsters shouted at the spirits, "Capture me! Capture me!"

A bull demon shook its head and wagged its tail, forcefully pulling the trigger.

boom!

The bowstring whistled, and the crossbow bolt soared into the air.

These crossbow bolts had long been transformed into spirits by the cultivators.

It spins in the air, observing its surroundings.

It saw the earth's fire and wind swirling ahead, and saw thunder and fire rolling.

It cleaved through wind and fire, cleaved through everything, and fiercely charged toward one goal: "The life of a spirit may be as heavy as Mount Wulong, or as light as a feather."

"For Wulong Mountain, for my master, I'll stab you to death!"

It growled, channeling its pitiful demonic power to enhance its pointed head, and then a cold glint flashed across its head.

However, before it could reach its target, it saw a terrifying shockwave and a massive amount of lightning and fire coming from afar.

The shockwave swept through, and lightning and fire exploded.

In just a moment, its target turned to ashes.

"The target is dead!"

"Request to change target!"

The crossbow bolt growled, frantically contacting the lathe crossbow monster.

The lathe-mounted crossbow monster is loading its second bolt: "Spot!"

call out!

The crossbow spirit whistled through the air, passing other crossbow bolts before locking onto its second target.

The target was fleeing, stepping on lightning and fire like a fish, running and leaping on the shockwaves.

Various terrifying lightning, fire, and feng shui elements exploded around him, yet he remained unkillable.

Although he did not die, he still had various horrific wounds on his body.

Strangely, those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The crossbow spirit vaguely heard others shouting about this target—

"Liu Yong, don't run away."

"We must join forces to survive."

The crossbow spirit smirked: "Fools, all of you, die!"

It channeled the last bit of its demonic power into the head of the three-edged arrow.

Its pointed head flashed with cold light again and again.

The next breath:

Pfft!

A triangular arrowhead pierced the neck of this so-called Liu Yong.

Click!

His neck exploded, and Liu Yong's head flew off, spinning as he went.

The arrow spirit smugly said, "A tiny target, easy peasy."

In the next instant, it saw more humans running around, calling out to each other—Liu Yong.

How come there are so many Liu Yongs in this world?

I don't care, no matter how many Liu Yongs there are, I can still kill them.

Thinking of this, the arrow spirit roared to the sky, "Wind, come!"

A strange wind howled in: "Here I come!"

"Fire!"

A fire monster roared to the sky and descended, shouting, "I've arrived!"

The arrow spirit cried out, "You form my wings!"

Click!

Click!

The wind monster and the fire monster transformed into wings and were attached to the arrows.

flap!

Wings flapped, arrows whistled: "Kill Liu Yong."

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In the central army of the Great Qian Dynasty, the Crown Prince looked at the hundreds of thousands of people named Liu Yong before him, feeling uneasy.

In his perception, he saw the super cannons of Wulong Mountain and a group of top experts.

They even sensed Princess Tianxuan of the Great Shang Dynasty and her terrifying bloodline army.

However, these are not the source of the unease.

What made him uneasy was:

There are too many people named Liu Yong.

If there were a hundred or two hundred people named Liu Yong in the army of tens of millions, he could understand.

He wouldn't care if there were thousands or even tens of thousands.

After all, Liu is a common surname.

However, there are now hundreds of thousands of Liu Yong.

These Liu Yongs included both young and old individuals.

It's available for every age group.

unusual!

This is highly abnormal!

"Among millions of people, there are hundreds of thousands named Liu Yong. So, how many people named Liu Yong are there in the entire Great Shang Empire and Great Qian Empire?"

"What if one day, in this vast empire, everyone is named Liu Yong?"

Why do all those monsters want to kill Liu Yong?

"Also, Princess Tianxuan has come."

"Is she targeting me? Or... is she doing it for Liu Yong?"

"What secret does this Liu Yong hold?"

The Crown Prince of Daqian fell into deep thought.

The cannons, controlled by the king, roared as huge shells hurtled towards them.

Even more terrifying was the arrival of countless spells, magical artifacts, and magical spirits, all accompanied by the roar of cannons.

The Crown Prince of Daqian immediately wanted to unleash his power to withstand the cannon fire.

But in the next instant, a thought struck him: the memories that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Then let me see just what this Liu Yong is capable of!"

In the next instant, he leaped into the air, dodging shells and numerous attacks.

The other generals of the Great Qian Dynasty were stunned for a moment before they also roared away.

At this moment, within the range of the artillery bombardment, there were only hundreds of thousands of Liu Yong.

When Liu Yong, who numbered in the hundreds of thousands, saw the Crown Prince of Daqian depart and saw many powerful figures leave, he was somewhat bewildered.

Damn it, these guys used to help me when facing future beings.

Why did they all run away this time?

Are you leaving me to face the shells alone?

That's utterly despicable.

When history is reset next time, I will definitely skin those guys from the Great Qian royal family alive.

While they were thinking, some of the hundreds of thousands of Liu Yongzhongs took to the air and rushed toward the shells.

Some fled in all directions.

Tens of thousands of Liu Yong, unleashing their power, withstood artillery shells.

However, before they could get close to the shell, it compressed the air and folded down layer by layer, like a barrier, and slammed into them fiercely.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Liu Yong, who was at the very front of the charge, was destroyed by the force of the cannonball before he even touched it.

The other Liu Yongs formed a long, serpentine line, forcefully smashing through layers of air barriers until they finally made contact with the cannonball.

However, in the next instant, the shell suddenly opened its blood-red maw: "Welcome...!"

Grass!

Countless Liu Yong cursed loudly.

Whose cannonballs would suddenly open their mouths and devour people?

boom! boom! boom!

Tens of thousands of Liu Yongs filed in, diving headfirst into the mouth of the cannonballs.

They fell into it and were instantly annihilated into dust by the earth fire and wind energy contained within the shells.

Liu Yong and the others tried to escape as fast as they could, but it was too late.

boom!

The shells landed.

The next moment, the whole world seemed to freeze for a split second.

Then, the Crown Prince of Daqian, Princess Xuantian of Dashang, and others saw the earth tremble slightly, as if the ground had collapsed.

The next breath, the earth suddenly bulged up into a huge mound, from which countless magma spewed forth.

boom!

Lava shot into the sky, forming a huge mushroom cloud. Terrifying shockwaves swept outwards, destroying and tearing countless Liu Yongs apart in an instant.

At the same time, magical artifacts, lightning and fire, crossbows, and small cannonballs controlled by other legendary cultivators also came rushing in.