Qeng Ho Mage

Chapter 76 Sword Formation (for further reading)
Snake Pan Realm.

As the aftermath of the poisonous flood dissipated, the environment in the realm gradually returned to its original state.

Just as Fang Qiongying said, there is a clear blue sky in the world, and the long-lasting day and clear weather are the enchantment scenery formed by the phantom array.

Looking at the ground again, there are three emerald green peaks standing upright, the peaks form horns with each other, enclosing a deep valley.

All kinds of spiritual flowers and grasses grow outside the valley, clustered at the foot of the three peaks, adding vitality to this space.

However, just now, the dragon suddenly self-destructed its demon body, and a poisonous attack erupted, like a tsunami of poisonous mist, centered on the valley, radiating in all directions, causing the flowers and plants outside the valley to be swept and overturned.

Moreover, the green mist formed by the flood poison did not disappear completely. They originally permeated the entire Snake Coil Realm. As the impact subsided, the green mist slowly fell from midair to the ground until it gathered in an area a few feet above the ground. Levitation does not move.

The green mist is like a sea of ​​air, attached to the ground, its height just submerges the flowers and plants outside the valley. Even if these flowers and plants did not die from the impact of the flood poison, they could not escape the corrosion of the green mist.

Fang Dushu and the others decided to reoccupy the Shepan Realm, but they didn't know how many treasure-hunting monks survived in the realm, so they sent the puppets into the realm to explore first.

When these puppets set foot on the ground in the world, their legs will wade through the green mist like flowers and grass, and they will be slowly corroded over time.

Fortunately, the cave gate is not far from the valley, only a mile or two away. They quickly climbed up three peaks, condescendingly looking down at the situation in the valley.

Fang Dushu and the others stood near the entrance of the cave, and they could also overlook the valley.

The valley was filled with blood clouds, the blood clouds were thick and dense, and the spiritual sense could not penetrate, and it was impossible to peek into the details of the clouds.

The Shepan Realm is not big, with a radius of only a few miles. The only place to hide is the blood cloud in the valley. If there are still survivors of the treasure hunt, then they must be lurking in the cloud.

"What is that cloud of blood?" Fang Dushu asked, "Is it the demon blood left by Jiaolong?"

"The demon blood can't block our spiritual sense detection!" Fang Xianfu replied:

"The entire valley has been turned into a poisonous pool. That is the old nest of the dragon, and the bell 'Blood Rain Turning Clouds' is also hidden. It should be those treasure-hunting monks who successfully took out the cloud-turning clock and drove it to release the blood cloud!"

"It's also possible that the descendants of the Fudu Sect are in charge of the Cloud Turning Bell. Those treasure-hunting monks are casual cultivators, so I'm afraid they don't have the qualifications to run the bell!" Fang Qiongying guessed.

"No matter who is holding the bell, anyway, they have already hidden their traces, so that we can't see through their true and false details."

Fan Yunzhong and Fang Dushu's Hualong Ding have the same effect, they can both release clouds and mist, and display confusing magical powers.

Moreover, Cloud Turning Bell contains poison, which is more aggressive than Hualongding.

"Since you can't see them clearly, let the puppets attack. Anyway, the valley is only so big, and they can't escape anyway!" Yin Jue made a suggestion.

"Good!" Fang Dushu and the others all agreed.

They cast spells together and directed the puppets to bombard the blood cloud in the valley.

As soon as the offensive started, there was an intense reaction in the blood cloud, and several auras flew out of the cloud, and began to counterattack the puppet.

Seeing the enemy's attack, Fang Dushu and the others didn't care to fight at all, and immediately ordered the puppets to fly away from the mountain and retreat towards the outside of the mountain.

They intend to lure the snake out of the hole, lure out the enemies lurking in the blood cloud, and then defeat them one by one.

As a result, the enemy was not fooled. As long as the puppet was out of the counterattack range, the battle would stop instantly.

"They didn't fall for it!" Fang Xianfu said to Dushu and the others: "We need to use the search treasure to disperse the blood cloud, otherwise we won't be able to lock the target!"

As he said that, he first sacrificed a small crystal sword and struck towards the valley from the air. A rainbow of light shot out from the sword body and shot down into the blood cloud.

Fang Qiongying followed closely behind and took out a shining orb, Yin Jue drove a bronze mirror, and Du Yuanniang summoned a one-eyed silkworm pet, and they all shot towards the sky above the valley to look down and shine.

As a result, none of these supernatural powers had any effect. No matter whether it was a magic weapon or a silkworm pet, the search light released could not penetrate the blood cloud.

In the end, he returned without success.

The treasure-hunting monks in the blood cloud saw that the puppets and searchlight attacks here had no effect, and they gradually became more courageous.

They took the risk to drive the blood cloud, turned out of the valley, and flew towards the cave door.

As long as the blood cloud covers the Fang family members at the cave gate, they will have a chance to escape in the chaos.

But the next moment, the hope of survival that had just been ignited in their hearts was extinguished in an instant.

The blood cloud had just come out of the valley, and Fang Dushu had finished casting the spell. He raised his arm to point at the blood cloud, and a cloud of ink mist shot up from the bone bracelet on his wrist.

After the ink mist flew into the air, it turned sharply in the air and turned into a real ink dragon body tens of feet long.

The dragon's head looked down at the blood cloud, and the originally pitch-black eyes suddenly flashed white light, shooting out two beams of light, piercing into the blood cloud, stirring again, and the blood cloud collapsed without a trace with a bang!

"it is good!"

When Fang Xianfu and Fang Qiongying saw this, the pressure in their hearts suddenly disappeared. Once the blood cloud broke, the enemy would have nowhere to hide and become a target for them to attack.

At this time, all the members of the Fang family who were not injured gathered at the entrance of the cave, armed with ancestral flying swords, and formed a formation ready to go. He clenched his fists and roared, but he didn't dare to get too carried away because he was fighting in front of the battle.

Yin Jue and Du Yuanniang looked at each other, and they both felt that Fang Dushu's Molong supernatural power looked familiar, but they didn't think about it, and their attention was still on the battle situation!
At this time, the treasure-hunting monks lurking in the blood cloud had revealed their true colors. They all hid in a humanoid wooden puppet several feet high, and jointly controlled the puppet to move forward. But after the blood cloud was broken, the puppet's footsteps stopped immediately.

"Fu Dizi, didn't you say that Li Guo Wushuang, the invisibility power of Fan Yunzhong, can be cracked with one move?" A voice of doubt came from the puppet.

"Where did I expect that they actually mastered the 'finishing touch' art of combining bells and tripods!" Fu Dizi replied in a low voice.

"Then what should we do now? There are so many of them, will they rush?" Another anxious question came from the puppet.

"The cloud-turning clock has been restrained. We have no place to hide in the Shepan Realm. If we don't rush, we have to rush. Fellow Daoists, it's time to go all out!" Fu Dizi started agitating.

After speaking, it is necessary to drive the puppet to continue charging.

Unexpectedly, during the interval of their hesitation, Fang Dushu's second round of offensive has already rushed over, and the spring silk nets are densely surrounded, like nails, locking the puppet's feet.

When Fu Dizi saw the silk net attacking, he suddenly shouted anxiously: "No, this is the spring silk of the Lingxi school! Once the silk arrives, it will burn the summer moth fire. Our puppets are made from poison-avoiding spirit wood and cannot resist it." Xia Mohuo, quickly evacuate the puppets, and split up to break through!"

Although he was anxious to warn, he did not retreat first, but let the other treasure-hunting monks in the puppet be the first bird.

The first one to rush out of the puppet was a bearded man. As soon as he jumped out from the top of the puppet, the Fang family's formation had already been activated, and more than ten flying swords shot continuously, stabbing him into a hornet's nest in an instant. He didn't say a word. Lie dead at the feet of the puppet.

Seeing this scene, Yin Jue and Du Yuanniang lowered their poisoned arrows and golden silks, thinking that the two of them seemed unlikely to be needed in this battle.

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