I became a saint in the game

"It's bad, Senior Brother. It seems that the people who returned home have received reinforcements from experts. The altar can't hold them back."

"what!"

"So fast?"

Hearing the voices of the disciples outside, everyone in the hall stood up suddenly and looked at each other. The head of the Dharma Academy said firmly, "We can't hesitate. Either we take the initiative to attack, or wait for them to come to us. There is no other choice!"

"But even Elder Jiankong..."

"Then contact other sects. Although our Dayun Temple took the lead in setting up the formation this time, they can't just send some outer disciples to participate. It's time to contribute!"

"That's right. Apart from hunting down the people returning home, they didn't use any of their elder-level experts. We can't be perfunctory anymore!"

"Yes, the elder machine has been sacrificed, so the altar outside the city will definitely not be able to be defended. The one inside the city cannot be lost!"

After a lively discussion, everyone finally decided to send someone to notify other sects in the capital to reinforce the altar, while they would go to the altar first to delay those who were returning home to buy time.

When the chief of Dharma Academy, along with the high-ranking officials from the capital and a group of monks, arrived outside the altar, the player's team was fighting with the disciples guarding the altar.

The news that the core magic weapon had been successfully intercepted outside the city had reached Cheng Jin. The players who were having fun with the soldiers from the capital also gave up flying kites and all gathered at the altar.

So judging from the number of people, the disciples guarding the altar are completely at a disadvantage. The reason they have not lost the altar yet is thanks to the soldiers from the capital.

Under the leadership of the general, these soldiers also gathered around the altar. Although they did not directly join the battlefield, they formed a deterrent to the players on the other side, splitting the players' team into two waves, one of which was led by Chen Shicheng and was confronting them.

Chen Shicheng was also helpless. With the power of victory, the players seemed a little floating.

When he arrived here, a group of players were clamoring to rush into the palace and liberate the poor people in the Earthly Immortal Realm.
If he hadn't used all his strength to slash the ground with his sword, forming a knife mark across the battlefield and stopping the players who were about to charge, they might have been taught by the soldiers led by the general what it meant to be individual soldiers and what it meant to be an army.

Of course, while suppressing the players and troops on this side, he did not forget the battlefield on the other side.

Whenever someone was in danger, he would casually swing a blade to deal with the cultivator on the opposite side. Thanks to his two-pronged approach, the players behind him stopped and temporarily obeyed his orders.

“I am tired.”

After finally calming down the excited players, Chen Shicheng nodded imperceptibly to the general on the other side, as a way of thanking him for not killing these ignorant players.

The general also received the thanks, and the corners of his mouth under his helmet raised slightly in response.

However, this peaceful scene was soon broken with the arrival of people from Dayun Temple.

As reinforcements, they joined the other side of the battlefield, and the players fell into a disadvantage. Soon, two players were sent directly back to the resurrection point, and even Chen Shicheng was too late to rescue them. In addition to the reinforcements from Dayun Temple, people from other sects also arrived.

Although the disciples sent were all low-level ones who could not play a decisive role in the battle situation, the chief of Dharma Academy who was free had room to play. The casualties of the players began to increase again, and the battle line retreated to the outside of the altar.

"Gah, I should have known not to come back alone!"

After Chen Shicheng repeatedly warned the players behind him that they only needed to hold off the opposing army and not to take any action, he flashed to the center of the battlefield and casually swung out his sword, killing two monks who shouted "Exorcise demons and defend the way."

The indigenous monks who had witnessed the battlefield being split in two with one blow quickly forced the players in front of them away. They looked solemnly at Chen Shicheng who suddenly appeared and defended with all their might, fearing that the next blow would fall on their heads.

But this is totally useless, Chen Shicheng is not only able to kill enemies one-on-one, he is a big boss who masters the formation!
The moment the indigenous monks' formation shrank, he immediately activated the Immortal-Slaying Formation, covering everyone within a hundred meters.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged, and the sky above was instantly filled with dense sword auras, which then fell like raindrops, slashing towards the indigenous monks in front with a sharp aura.

However, Chen Shicheng deliberately controlled the landing point of the sword energy. In one wave of attacks, all the monks from Dayun Temple died, while the monks from other sects lost limbs. Occasionally, some unlucky ones encountered instant death effects, which could only be regarded as fate.

This is not because he treats them differently. Dayun Temple is the main force against the players, and it is obvious that the relationship is a life-and-death struggle. However, it can be clearly seen from other sects that they do not want to form a mortal feud with the players and are all holding back.

The ones who came to support this time were just some ordinary disciples, and there wasn't even one at the Jindan stage or above.

He was really worried about the players who will be playing the game in the public beta.
Amid the screams after the sword energy fell, the originally dense and compact indigenous monks suddenly fell into chaos.

"Aim all your attacks at the monk, and leave the other natives to me!" Chen Shicheng shouted loudly when the individual players behind him wanted to give the fallen player a beating.

The individual players didn't know the significance of his doing this, but as the boss with the strongest combat power and the highest contribution on the scene, the players couldn't help but obey his orders.

So, taking advantage of the chaos on the opposite side, all kinds of spells, darts, hidden weapons, and bows and arrows flew out, and began to call out the monks of Dayun Temple one by one. In an instant, the indigenous formation, which had been baptized by a wave of sword energy, suffered heavy casualties and was defeated.

The individual players immediately seized the opportunity and pressed forward with excitement.

Among all the people who charged into the battle formation, Chen Shicheng was in the front row. He didn't kill many people, but he was the busiest. Not only was he constantly refining the monks of Dayun Temple into ghosts, he was also commanding these ghosts to beat the monks who were not from Dayun Temple to the point of dying, and then piled them all together.

Soon, the hill of wounded soldiers formed a strange landscape on the battlefield.

Of course, the consequences of doing so are also very dangerous. One person is active at the forefront and naturally suffers the most damage.

He could still rely on the invincible defensive power of the Golden Light Curse to resist ordinary spells and physical attacks, but the attacks of some Dayun Temple masters still broke through the defense of the Golden Light Curse, leaving him with horrific injuries.

Fortunately, Chen Shicheng had some assistants behind him. Their healing skills were not very high, but they were so numerous that they managed to keep his injuries stable at an acceptable level. (End of this chapter)