A fairy godmother just wants to be beautiful alone

Chapter 221 Invitation

The Nine Great Immortal Gates stick to the sea of ​​gray mist, so they are naturally more able to deal with demons and ghosts.

Especially the sects closest to Geshi Mountain.

Whether it is taking risks to do missions, or hunting ghosts together, they often travel to and from the sea of ​​gray mist.

Therefore, the sect disciples staying here are the most.

I saw a few places in the dark group of ghosts shining with brilliance.

It was the disciples of each sect, under the auspices of Jindan Daoist, each held up their own battle formation.

In the flickering fluorescent lights, some are in full bloom with sword energy rising into the sky, some are surrounded by clear light, like a green lotus blooming, and some are directly like a huge golden bowl turned upside down...

Although the forms are different, they are all peerless formations that integrate offense and defense.

The Nine Great Immortal Sects have fought against demons and ghosts for many years, and they are not ordinary people who can enter the sea of ​​gray mist. At this time, they are not as embarrassed as others when facing countless demons and ghosts.

In the light curtains, there are disciples who are good at attacking standing outside, and at the same time, there are fellow students who are good at returning qi spells to help restore aura. They each hold countless pills and spirit stones in their hands, ready to replenish their physical strength at any time.

Among the formations, there are even people who hold the formation plate to preside over the formation, and there are Jindan real people in the middle to support them, and there are also colorful spells shining, and there are countless talismans to cooperate.

If there is not enough spiritual energy, medicine pills and spirit stones will make up for it in time.

These sect disciples are well-trained, well-equipped, and cooperate seamlessly. The entire battle formation is like a well-functioning machine, showing the quality of the top immortal monks in the world of immortality.

But even so, facing the endless army of demons and ghosts, they gradually began to struggle.

After all, sooner or later, the elixir will be exhausted, and the talismans will eventually be exhausted.

The most important thing is that monks are not machines, and they cannot be infinitely reborn like those ghosts.

Once a disciple is injured, it is equivalent to losing a major combat power.

But the number of ghosts will only increase.

Although there are many Jindan Daoist people in our camp, they are not very effective in the face of such a large-scale attack by demons and ghosts.

Even if most of the ghosts in the periphery are first- and second-level ordinary dangerous ghosts.

But the ants killed the elephant too much, and the dense crowd of ghosts rushed up, even Nascent Soul Daxiu's scalp was numb.

What's more, there are very few methods that can effectively kill demons and ghosts.

If you can't kill the ghosts with one blow, let them turn into gray mist, and recondense into a beast shape, it is equivalent to being reborn again, and the injuries on your body will disappear.

In this way, these ghosts are equivalent to immortal bodies, and they are still emerging in a steady stream.

More importantly, ghosts are very sensitive to fluctuations in the monks' spiritual power, and the battle formation they set up is like a candle in the dark night, constantly attracting ghosts and ghosts to come one after another.

Many people know that going on like this is not an option, and they are all trying to break through.

In a battle formation full of greenery, several Jindan real people are working hard to maintain the formation. Under the auspices of the two young female cultivators at the head, the formation slowly moves towards the gray mist sea.

The two female cultivators are graceful, one is wearing a green dress, the other is wearing a blue dress, standing against the wind, the skirts are flying, like two blooming delicate flowers, standing side by side, like two moons facing the sky.

Suddenly, another person outside the formation was injured, and then he was brought into the formation by the same sect. The light of the battle formation dimmed slightly, and the range shrank again.

Seeing more and more injured monks, the nun in the green dress and the nun in the blue dress looked at each other, and the other party nodded slightly, as if they had reached a tacit understanding.

While presiding over the formation, the nun in the green dress raised her voice.

"I am Fairy Luyin from the Shenmu Sect, and next to me is Fairy Hanbo, my junior sister. On behalf of the Shenmu Sect, the two of my senior sisters invited Jindan Daoist, who is good at field attacks, to join hands to overcome the difficulties."

Under the urging of Jindan's mana, the clear and beautiful voice instantly spread across the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)