Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"Wonderful! This time, Mr. Long also heard about the evil pill, and fellow Daoist Yi was willing to take it out. With it, it may be able to turn the tide." After hearing this, Long Han chuckled, "I am looking forward to this battle even more. "

"Okay, Yang is really impressed by the fact that the Demonic Cultivators led by Fellow Daoist Yi are able to achieve this step! As for the Demonic Cultivators in the Jin Kingdom, they will probably have to be dealt with by the Righteous Dao Alliance. Fellow Daoist Zhiyang, is there no problem with this matter?" Yang Qian raised his eyes slightly and asked with a faint smile.

"No problem, just leave these demonic cultivators to our Righteous Dao Alliance." Master Zhiyang didn't mean to push back and agreed. After all, Yang Qian had promised to deal with Mulan Sacred Bird earlier. If they, the Righteous Dao Alliance, If even some ordinary magic cultivators are unwilling to fight, they may not be able to stay in Tiannan anymore.

Yang Qian was very satisfied when he saw Master Zhiyang agreeing to deal with the demon cultivators of Jin without any hesitation. Immediately, he started talking to several other people. They discussed in the hall for a long time, and it was not until sunset that they dispersed with peace of mind.

After some deliberations, everyone left and prepared for the coming war according to the results of the deliberations.

In the early morning of this day, outside Tiantian City, the patrolling monks discovered that in the mage camp opposite, the glow was first appearing and flickering, and then the roaring drums sounded loudly.

Teams of Mulan Masters flew out of the camp calmly, wielding various magical weapons and gathering towards the center of the border.

At this time, the patrolling monks who had been prepared hurriedly activated the transmission talismans.

Soon after, melodious bells rang in the camp of Tiantian City.

The monks who were ready to go rushed out of the city one after another, turning into dazzling giants, soaring into the sky, and then gathered in groups and headed in the same direction.

For a time, colorful spiritual lights intertwined in the sky, and crisp chirps and long whistles came one after another.

In contrast, the army of magicians in the other direction was equally fierce, as if two huge waves were coming towards each other. However, when they were more than ten miles apart, the two sides suddenly stopped and became motionless.

Regardless of whether they were magicians or monks, when they could vaguely see each other's distance, they stopped and looked at each other from a distance. The atmosphere instantly became tense and hostile.

An invisible aura spread between them, and the cold murderous aura seemed to tear the world apart.

Yang Qian, Wei Wuya, Master Zhiyang, and Hehuan Laomo were suspended in front of the Tiannan monks, their cold gazes directed at the army of magicians in the distance.

At a glance, in the glow on the opposite side, the figures of countless magicians were looming.

In each patch of rays of light, there are hundreds of Dharma gathered there, and this ray of light stretches for more than ten miles.

Although it is impossible to accurately count the number of people on both sides, judging from this huge formation, there are at least 60,000 to 70,000 immortal cultivators gathered here.

What is even more shocking is that those high-level monks who are rarely seen in ordinary times are now as numerous as a passing cloud and can be seen everywhere.

However, although the number of people is roughly the same, the similarities and differences between the two sides can still be seen.

Although the magicians have different costumes, the weapons of the low-level magicians are all the same simple ones.

They are nothing more than round bowls with dim light, or beads as big as fists. Of course, the most popular thing is the colorful Dharma flags of different colors fluttering in the wind.

There are very few magical weapons like swords.

What is surprising is that there are actually more than a dozen huge wild beasts mixed in this huge team of magicians.

These giant beasts were walking through the ranks, and they looked like small moving mountains. They were really eye-catching.

On the other side, the Tiannan monks and low-level immortal cultivators have many kinds of magic weapons in their hands. Especially those sword-like magic weapons account for the vast majority.

The surface of these magical artifacts shone with light and auras overflowed. It was obvious that their quality was far superior to that of magicians.

Although the magicians were obviously inferior to the Tiannan monks in terms of magical weapons, their team showed a unique sense of order. Even as they zip through the air, they can still maintain a tight formation.

Each mage was silent, with hostility flashing in his eyes, leaving only a deep gaze.

The monks were obviously not trained enough. Although they barely maintained the shape of the queue, the overall appearance was disorganized.

Whispers kept coming from the queue, and some people even left the team without authorization and went their own way.

This forced the high-level monks to step down personally and shout to stop.

In sharp contrast is the army of magicians on the opposite side. They are also composed of coalition forces from many Mulan tribes, but after countless encounters with the unexpected people, it is common for magicians from various tribes to form coalition forces, and they will become well-trained after a little running-in.

Anyone can see at a glance that the cooperation and discipline of the sorcerers are far beyond what the monks can match.

Sensing the chaos behind him, Yang Gan's expression remained unchanged, but he was sneering in his heart.

For him, this battle happened to be an excellent opportunity to completely rectify these unruly monks.

The Tiannan region needs a new and stable order. Any monk or force who dares to challenge this new order will pay a heavy price in this war.

The battle that is about to break out will be like a huge boulder thrown into a calm lake, causing thousands of waves, enough to cause earth-shaking changes in the entire Tiannan region.

In Yang Gan's eyes, a sharp edge as sharp as a knife disappeared for a fleeting moment, and then was deeply hidden, and then his eyes fell on the dense team of monks below.

There are about a thousand monks in the group below. In the middle are male and female monks wearing red and green clothes, sixteen each.

They were carrying two huge coffins, one black and one white, side by side.

On each coffin, there are dozens of large and small talismans in different colors, which look extraordinary.

These male and female monks are the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, the first sect of the Demonic Path.

Not far from this team of monks, monks from a certain righteous sect on the other side were surrounded by a towering bronze platform.

There is a huge gong placed on the stage, almost ten feet in diameter.

The surface of the gong is filled with golden luster, and white runes appear from time to time.

Next to him, a shirtless giant man closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground, as calm as a mountain.

Further away, there are more than a dozen jet-black statues in the ranks, which are three to four feet high. They seem to be a bit broken, and they all look like ancient ferocious beasts. They are lifelike and are held out of thin air by some flying cars. It is unknown what purpose they have.

As for the monks in other places, some strange things also appeared one after another.

All the sects knew that this battle was no small matter, so they all took out some of the treasures from their bottom boxes.

However, what can really determine the outcome of both sides is the battle between the great monks in the later period.

as predicted.

At this moment, both the monks and the army of magicians suddenly became silent.

Immediately afterwards, after a commotion in the army of magicians opposite, four people flew out from inside.

The skinny old man, the short dwarf, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar are none other than the three great masters of Mulan, as well as the Saint Le of Mulan Temple.

On the monk's side, there were also four shocking figures rising into the sky. They were Yang Qian, Master Zhiyang, Wei Wuya, and Hehuan Laomo.

When the two sides were tens of feet apart, they both restrained their escaping light and stopped.

"Hmph, fellow Taoists from Tiannan, it's not too late to change your mind now. As long as we give half of Tiannan's land to our Mulan tribe, we can stop fighting and become allies. Otherwise, after this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, Tiannan will The world of cultivating immortals will definitely suffer a serious loss of vitality, so how will we deal with it then?" Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong stared at Yang Gan and others opposite him with sharp eyes, and said coldly.

Yang Qian stood proudly, raised his chin with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Huh, what a joke! Our Tiannan Xiuxian community may be seriously injured, but compared to the genocide of the Mulan people after their defeat, it is nothing. What? I think you magicians should think carefully about your situation!"

"It seems that talking more is useless. You have no room for negotiation at all, so we can only fight to the death. But before that, let's have a gambling war. You and I will jointly send people to set up a ban! No matter how much we win or lose, the gambling war As soon as it's over, let's fight immediately." The skinny old man proposed straightforwardly.

He probably also knew that at this point, it would be simply wishful thinking to persuade the Tiannan cultivator to surrender.

The corner of Yang Gan's mouth curled up slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Humph, since you are so stubborn, let's get started!"

Immediately, after negotiating the terms, both parties returned to the camp and made arrangements.

Soon, a group of monks and mages flew out of the camp, and then divided into ten places in the middle of the armies of both sides, and began to set up magic formations.

These people are all formation masters among the monks and magicians who are proficient in formations. Although the forbidden barrier formation to be deployed is extremely powerful, it is not a partial formation.

Therefore, with these people's formation attainments, it would be obvious at a glance what the other party was up to.

Normally, this kind of restriction would take a long time to set up, but with so many formation mages taking action at the same time, and with the help of various precious materials and some already-prepared formation disks and flags, in just a quarter of an hour, ten formations were looming. The small magic circle of white light has taken shape.

Immediately, the formation mages from both sides activated the formations together, and ten white light masks covering an area of ​​70 to 80 feet appeared between the two formations.

After checking again, these formation mages thought there were no problems, so they withdrew one after another.

And ten monks and magicians who were in the alchemy stage came up at the same time.

It just so happens that every monk and a mage jointly supervise the operation of a magic circle.

The formation has been completed, and naturally the people from both sides will appear together.

From the camp of magicians on the opposite side, ten people covered in black robes flew out first. All of these people were filled with gloomy energy and astonishing demonic aura.

On the side of the monks, there were also ten monks who flew out with a flash of light. They arrived in front of the magic formations they had arranged and slowly stopped in the air.

One of them was Han Li.

"This person's aura is quite strange. It seems to be the secret technique of Yinluo Sect mentioned by Senior Brother Yang. He is worthy of being one of the ten major demon sects in the Jin Dynasty. His strength should not be underestimated, even if I use my spiritual sense to detect it at such a close range. , it is actually difficult to see the slightest flaw in the other party, as if he is a living person." Han Li looked calm on the surface, but he was thinking secretly in his heart.

Han Li paused for a moment, as if he thought of something. He turned his head slightly, and through the gap in the crowd, his eyes fell on Yang Qian behind him.

Yang Qian was also looking at him, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. He nodded slightly towards Han Li, and his calm and unhurried temperament slightly eased the tension in Han Li's heart.

"With Senior Brother Yang here, it seems that I have been worrying too much." Han Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked away, "With Senior Brother Yang's formation skills, that Thunder Breaking Pearl will be able to easily break through the restrictions below."

Beside Yang Qian, Wei Wuya, Master Zhiyang and Old Demon Hehuan were all staring at the ten black-robed figures opposite, each with their own thoughts in mind.

"The aura of these people is similar to the skills of the Ghost Spirit Sect." Wei Wuya's eyes were deep and he spoke casually.

"Maybe." The old demon of Hehuan had no expression on his face, and seemed to be indifferent to these black-robed monks.

"As one of the top ten demon sects in the Jin Dynasty, Yinluo Sect naturally has its own unique secret method." Yang Qian said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Yang once traveled to the Jin Dynasty. I wonder if I have the chance to see the secret techniques of the Yinluo Sect and other ten major sects?" Master Zhiyang spoke slowly, with a hint of exploration in his tone.

"Fellow Taoist Zhiyang, would you like to ask about the Zhenji Sect, one of the ten major sects of the Great Jin Dynasty? This sect's mountain gate is located south of Jinjing, the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty, in the central area of ​​the entire Jin Kingdom. Yang is only in the Great Jin Dynasty. I have stayed in the coastal area for a few years and have no contact with the monks of the Zhenji Sect." Yang Qian smiled faintly, rolled his eyes, and explained to Master Zhiyang.

Through this preparation for the war, Master Zhiyang learned that their Tai Zhen Sect was actually a branch of the Zhenji Sect of the Great Jin Dynasty. Some of the monks from the Zhenji Sect moved to the Tiannan area in order to guard the ancient sealing array.

Therefore, after knowing that Yang Qian had traveled to the Jin Dynasty, Master Zhiyang always wanted to ask about the Zhenji Sect.

"I see, that's all. After tens of thousands of years, our Tai Zhen Sect and the Great Jin Zhen Ji Sect have nothing to do with each other." Master Zhi Yang said calmly and calmly. This Tai Zhen Sect's great elder obviously didn't care. Maybe they went up to find the Zhenji Sect to recognize their ancestors and return to their clan.

After hearing this, Wei Wuya raised his eyebrows as if he was about to say something.

But at this moment.

Puff puff!

Ten muffled sounds suddenly sounded in the gambling formation, and the black-robed figures on the side of the ten Mulan people exploded themselves into a bloody mist.

The ten Tiannan Yuanying monks who participated in the gambling battle were all trapped in the blood-colored light barrier that had mutated.

Seeing this scene, the ten magicians below who were supervising the operation of the magic circle showed joy and were about to stand up. To their surprise, the monks opposite did not have the slightest worry. When they saw the light shield turning into blood red, They still didn't panic. Instead, they turned around and flew back to the monk camp. They couldn't help but look at each other in astonishment.

"The time has come." Yang Qian said suddenly, his eyes flashed, and turned into a dazzling purple rainbow and flew out directly, followed closely by Wei Wuya and other three monks.

The skinny old man and others among the magicians opposite had a look of excitement flashing on their faces when they first saw that they had trapped ten Nascent Soul monks from Tiannan. But now they saw Yang Qian and the four of them flying to the magic circle. , and after there was no look of worry on his face, he became confused and confused in his heart.

Behind them, two men in black robes, a man and a woman from the Yinluo Sect, slowly walked over.

"Sect Master Fang, there is nothing wrong with your sect's 'Blood Barrier'. It can really trap ten Nascent Soul cultivators in the barrier for half a day. If these ten people from Tiannan join the battlefield, we will be under double pressure later. "The skinny old man frowned slightly, turned around, and smiled dryly at the man in black robe.

"Don't worry! This blood mask is one of the six secret arts of our sect. Not only does it require the sacrifice of ten blood corpses that have been kept in captivity for hundreds of years, but also in order not to make the other party suspicious, some blood corpses are also specially given magic pills. Let ten people, including this sect leader, take action together to control with their senses, so that they can hide the location from the other party. After so much effort, and even giving up that ray of distraction, this sect leader is naturally confident. It is Nascent Soul. In the later stage, if cultivators want to break this barrier, unless they have special magic weapons to restrain the magic, they will not be able to succeed without spending a lot of mana and half a moment. And will you give them this chance?" The man in black robe asked. He glanced at the old man and said with a sneer.

As if to verify the words of the man in black robe, Master Zhi Yang from a distance rushed under a blood shield, and then with a slight stroke, a dazzling sword energy slashed down.

After a violent rumble, the blood shield only trembled slightly and returned to its original state.

When Master Zhi Yang saw this, even though he had expected it, his eyelids twitched. He knew very well that the restrictions in front of him were far from being easily broken by the prohibition-breaking beads prepared by their Tai Zhen Sect.

"Brother Yang, fortunately you prepared the 'Thunder Breaking Bead' again. Otherwise, it would be difficult to break this restriction with the Taizhen Sect's Forbidden Breaking Bead alone." Master Zhiyang frowned and stared down. The blood-colored light shield said with a hint of helplessness.

"Fellow Daoist Yi, what kind of magic technique is this? You six sects of the magic way don't have this kind of technique. You can actually use this secret technique at the cost of self-destruction. If it hadn't been for what Brother Yang said before, we would really be here today. I'm helpless." Wei Wuya sighed and asked slowly.

The old demon of Hehuan frowned, and he was obviously quite puzzled by this secret technique. He stared sharply at the black-robed man among the Mulan people, and said in a deep voice: "This is my first time doing such a weird magic secret technique. You see, the Yinluo Sect’s Great Jin Demon Cultivators should not be underestimated.”

"Three fellow Taoists, now is not the time to discuss secret techniques. When we fight together later, the ten fellow Taoists will naturally break out of the ban and catch the Mulans off guard. However, it is now time for us to take the stage. ." Yang Gan glanced at the three great masters among the Mulan people and the head of the Yinluo Sect, and when he saw them looking at them with the same expressionless expressions, he couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"What a strong momentum!" The black-robed man surnamed Fang noticed Yang Gan's gaze. When his eyes met, he felt a little awe-inspiring. Without any reason, he felt that the other person was definitely not an easy person to deal with.

"This man is the most famous monk in Tiannan in recent days - Yang Qian! Don't look at the fact that he is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. His strength is simply unpredictable. He is not weaker than us and other late stage great monks! Among all the people in our clan The great master who faced him had almost no power to fight back, so he was so vicious." The skinny old man stared at Yang Qian coldly and explained.

After hearing this, the black-robed man named Fang nodded slowly, his expression becoming more serious. He originally looked down upon Yang Qian, but now it seems that he is definitely not comparable to ordinary mid-term monks.

"Okay, we don't need to direct the battle below. The three fellow Taoists just need to try their best to hold down Master Mulan!" Yang Gan said in a deep voice after a cold light flashed on his face.

"Brother Yang, I'll leave this Mulan Sacred Bird to you." Wei Wuya and the other three looked at each other and clasped their fists.

Yang Gan nodded calmly, and then shouted sharply at the army of magicians opposite:

"I have heard for a long time that Divine Master Mulan has unfathomable spiritual skills that reach the heavens. I wonder if several of the Divine Masters are willing to come out and fight! There are also Taoist friends from the Yinluo Sect of the Jin Dynasty. Since they are here, why should they hide their heads and show their tails!"

Yang Qian shouted loudly, obviously using some kind of secret technique. It was like a bolt from the blue, and it was like a sudden thunder, shaking the sky and the ground for miles around.

The sounds of curses in both camps were temporarily suppressed.

Even those sorcerers who ascended into the air, some with low cultivation, staggered a few times and almost fell down due to unsteadiness, with looks of horror on their faces.

Hearing Yang Qian's challenge, the skinny old man frowned, a trace of unnoticeable fear flashed in his eyes, but then he said calmly:

"It seems that Yang Qian actually knows your origins, Sect Master Fang. Huh, sooner or later we will have a battle with the three great monks in Tiannan. However, I have to stay and preside over the formation, so I can't fight in person. This still needs to be done. I'd like to trouble Sect Master Fang. Zhu has long heard about the Sect Master's 'Tiansha True Demonic Skill', which he has cultivated to the pinnacle. He can even be possessed by the true demonic energy of the Tiansha True Demon. It would be easy to deal with one of them. Something happened.”

"It doesn't matter if he knows! Since we have made an agreement with you, this sect leader will naturally take action. I also want to see the magical power of the Tiannan monk!" The black-robed man named Fang said coldly, with a green light flashing in his eyes. The black gas envelope slowly rose into the air and flew towards the opposite side.

The scholar surnamed Zhong and the dwarf surnamed Bi turned into a silver rainbow and a ball of red light and followed them without saying a word.

Seeing this, the three people on the opposite side, Master Zhiyang, turned into startling rainbows and fled high into the sky.

The black-robed man and Mulan, the two divine masters, glanced at Yang Gan, who was hanging motionless in the air with his hands behind his back, and chased after him with strange expressions on his eyes.

Yang Gan watched all this coldly, hovering in mid-air with his hands behind his back, a cold smile on his lips. He did not follow the crowd away, but stayed there quietly, as if waiting for something.

The six people disappeared into the clouds and mist in the blink of an eye and disappeared.

But not long after, the sky nearby began to change color.

The entire sky seemed to be burned by flames, and was instantly swallowed up by thick darkness.

Then there was a loud thunder-like explosion, and from time to time there were dazzling silver rainbows and colorful clouds flashing past.

And those six people had disappeared into the chaotic sea of ​​clouds, leaving no trace behind.

The six major immortal cultivators in the sky have already fought, and the armies of monks and magicians in the low altitude and on the ground have also started fighting.

However, this is not like a single or several immortal cultivators who fly into the air as soon as they start, approach each other and attack each other with magic weapons.

But across such a long distance, amid the rising and falling sounds of spells, the monk and mage camps first activated various protective restrictions at the same time.

Huge light shields slowly rose from both camps, covering the main forces of both sides.

Obviously, the monks completed the protection first. This is not to say that the monk's Five Elements Taoist magic is faster than the sorcerer's spiritual magic. It's just that most of the protective arrays set up by Tiannan monks are composed of array equipment.

In this way, the activation is naturally three points faster than the opponent's Earth Spirit Technique.

Seeing this, Long Han, who was presiding over the battle, gave the order without hesitation and launched the attack first.

The first to launch the offensive were a dozen types of group-attack exotic treasures with longer attack ranges, including the huge gong.

At this moment, the stand holding the gong has not only reached the front of the monks' team, but has also risen lightly into the sky.

It stayed at a height of more than ten feet above the ground, with only seven or eight big men in yellow robes protecting it.

The giant man who had been sitting cross-legged next to the gong stood up at some point and stood like a mountain. Holding a hammer about ten feet long, he stood silently on the side of the gong.

A little further away, two people erected a triangular black flag five to six feet high, with a shining black light and a lifelike black dragon embroidered on it.

Nine girls in red clothes danced lightly in the air. Each of them held a red brocade-covered tray in their hands. There were bulging treasures on it. It was unknown what kind of treasures were placed on it. However, these nine girls were arranged in a strange formation, which was very mysterious and light and floating. In the air.

At the same time, three old men in brocade robes walked slowly forward, each carrying a half-human gourd on their backs. They also walked to the front of the team with half-closed eyes.

The order to attack instantly reached the ears of the monks responsible for the first wave of attacks.

The big man standing on the bronze shelf immediately opened his eyes, his eyes were piercing, and a layer of yellow light about a foot long emitted from his body. He held the hammer tightly in both hands and aimed it at the center of the gong. one strike.

A ball of golden light suddenly burst out, but strangely, although the light was dazzling, it was silent.

The golden light exploded and turned into dots of gold stars, shooting towards the opposite position like raindrops.

On the other side, under the frantic shaking of the two monks, a vague black dragon appeared on the triangular black flag.

As soon as the dragon demon's eyes opened, streams of blue-black demonic wind slowly spewed out from the dragon's mouth.

The wind roared loudly, and the hurricanes turned into a vast blackness, causing sand and rocks to fly in an instant, making it impossible to see clearly everything in front of them.

The girl in red's jade arms simultaneously held up the red plate in her hand, and uttered a pleasant spell in her mouth.

There was a flash of red light, and nine bright red copper pieces suddenly flew out of the plate, gathered in mid-air, and then spun around.

The sorcerer on the opposite side could barely form his own protective light shield, and he didn't bother to fight back. Under the command of the skinny old man, he could only take this round of attacks.

The moment the sudden attack made contact, golden mist, black wind and other things simultaneously exploded on the light barrier of the monk army.

For a moment, various rays of light flashed, and the shields of the mage army trembled slightly.

When Long Han saw this scene, he issued another order without thinking. The monk who received the order immediately launched the second round of attack before the first round of attack was over.

This attack was a large-scale attack secret technique jointly performed by various sects.

Various colored beams of light and monstrous demonic fire were launched one after another from the monk camp, and instantly connected with the first round of exotic treasure attacks, covering the entire mage camp.

The sorcerer's protective light shield was completely under these successive attacks.

The skinny old man's face was a little gloomy. He never expected that just by using the spirit-stimulating technique a step later than the opponent, it would immediately turn into a beating situation.

"Mrs. Lu! It seems that you have to use your giant beast, otherwise you will not be able to take the lead." The skinny old man suddenly said to the woman in black robe beside him.

"Since Sect Master Fang has lent those giant beasts to fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist Bi, you can just use them without telling me." The woman in black robe said nonchalantly after smiling slightly.

Lao Wenyan nodded with satisfaction and immediately gave the order.

After a burst of earth-shattering beast roars, a dozen huge figures rushed out of the mage shield withstanding various attacks.

They are those wild beasts covered in armor.

As soon as these giant beasts came out, they immediately ran towards the monk camp.

This time, part of the monk's attack naturally changed its direction and aimed at these giant beasts.

The spells attacking the mage camp could not help but slow down slightly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, dozens of high-level magicians hurriedly flew out, while simultaneously launching dozens of projectile-shaped objects of different colors while muttering something to each other.

An incredible scene appeared!

Some of these projectiles plummeted to the ground and disappeared.

Some were spinning around and then wrapped in green light, while others condensed into a ball of clear water, or burst into flames on their own and were wrapped in fierce fire.

Then from the ground, from the green light, from the water and fire, monsters of different shapes appeared out of thin air.

There is a yellow earth python that is more than ten feet long, a huge fire wolf that is seven or eight feet tall, a green strange bird with a vague shape, and a blue demon turtle covered in water mist.

As soon as these monster beasts appeared, they immediately followed those wild beasts and also pounced on the army of monks on the opposite side.

Those giant beasts were gifted with rough skin and thick flesh, and they wore battle armor with various protective spells applied to them. Although the monsters attacked by various spells roared endlessly and were covered with bruises in the blink of an eye, they miraculously survived. Not a single one fell down.

But the shape-shifting monsters behind it cannot.

Although they looked equally impressive, after one round of attacks, most of them were scattered and turned into little auras that disappeared without a trace.

And those projectiles lost their spiritual energy and fell into the dust.

But those high-level magicians turned a blind eye to this, and at the same time they raised their hands, and another batch of projectiles were thrown out.

After chanting the spell, monsters were born again, charging forward fearlessly.

At this moment, the expressions of many monks changed slightly, and the spells aimed at these monsters increased a little bit.

In the direction of the mage camp, the pressure has been greatly reduced.

Seeing this situation, Long Han's face darkened slightly, and he hurriedly wanted to give some instructions, but it was a little late.

The skinny old man finally seized the opportunity. With a command, he had already drawn out the small half magician to change the offensive spiritual technique. All kinds of spiritual lights suddenly appeared. In the sound of the spell, huge fireballs with a diameter of ten feet, and small trees appeared. Thick ice spears began to condense and form in the sky.

"Spiritual magic circle!"

Seeing this scene, Long Han murmured and sighed softly. He understood that there was no longer any possibility of suppressing the other party at this moment. His lips moved slightly and a secret sound spread out like the wind.

Sensing the master's intention, those exotic treasures instantly stopped their attack, and their controllers also took this opportunity to quickly withdraw into the protective circle of the formation.

Then, from the queue at the rear, a beautiful girl in a blue dress flew out like a flying swallow, with a solemn expression. She held an octagonal formation disk in her hand, and the colorful auras on the formation disk were flowing endlessly.

It is this woman Xin Ruyin.

At the same time, more than a thousand monks with high level of cultivation suddenly appeared in the sky above the monk camp. Each of them held a formation flag several feet long. The formation flag swayed gently in their hands and quickly laid a formation in the air. The vast, boundless and astonishingly formidable formation, then they all threw the formation flags in their hands into the air.

Seeing this, Xin Ruyin's pretty face condensed slightly, her red lips opened slightly, and she uttered a spell:

“The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers in my hand;

Yin-Yang and Five Elements, the formation is self-contained.

The door of life is open, the door of death is closed;

The stars slay evil spirits, and the colors in all directions change! "

"Five-ray star shield array!"

"rise!"

Xin Ruyin shouted tenderly, and suddenly raised her jade arm. The array disk in her hand emitted bright starlight, leading the formation flags of more than a thousand monks to weave into a vast array, like a giant net.

hum-

Accompanied by a low humming sound.

A vast five-color light curtain emerged above the monk camp, like a giant shield protecting all living beings, adding an indestructible barrier to the monk army.

At this moment, the opposing camp suddenly shot out hundreds of blazing fireballs, and with the sharp sound of breaking through the air, more than a thousand cold ice spears also shot out of the air.

Flames and frost instantly enveloped the sky above the entire army of monks.

Rumble!

The deafening sound of explosions is endless.

The five-color curtain condensed by the monks was obviously a kind of restriction specifically for restraining spiritual arts. After the seemingly shocking attack passed, the colorful curtain did not shake at all.

"This formation is really extraordinary!" Long Han saw a hint of joy on his face.

"Uncle Xin is worthy of being the first mage of our Tiandao Alliance!"

"No, it should be said that he is the leading formation master in Tiannan!" Among the more than a thousand monks, most of them are elite disciples of the Tiandao Alliance. They have long heard of the reputation of Xin Ruyin's formation master, and now they witnessed with their own eyes the "five Everyone was surprised by the invincible defense of the "Light Star Shield Formation", and at the same time their blood boiled.

"What kind of formation is this? It can actually compete with the power of our clan's spiritual arts!" The skinny old man's face became more and more gloomy. He already had a premonition that the next attack might not be effective.

"Hmph, I want to see how many attacks you can withstand!" The skinny old man's face became extremely ugly, and he was about to prepare for a second attack.

"Attack!" With a cold smile, the skinny old man gave the order decisively. More magicians appeared one after another and flew out. The fierce battle between the two sides at high altitudes instantly reached a fever pitch.

Spiritual arts, magic weapons, and magic weapons turned into countless flowing fireflies intertwined together.

After a brief confrontation, hundreds of people's protective magic weapons were destroyed by the opponent, and the main body exploded and fell from a high altitude.

It can be called a tragic abnormality!

But with just this slight delay, the mage camp's ground spiritual attack was ready.

Dozens of fire crows and ice pythons seemed to come alive, shooting towards the army of monks on the opposite side.

But this time, the monk army was also well prepared for the attacks. Before these attacks could land, countless magical weapons soared into the sky, destroying most of the Fire Crow Ice Python at once.

The few remaining fish that slipped through the net were all blocked by the five-color light curtain.

Xin Ruyin muttered something in her mouth, her pretty face turned slightly pale, and under her control, the array was filled with aura, dazzling and dazzling.

Although the colorful light curtain was crumbling, it never completely broke.

But when Long Han saw this, he frowned.

He knew very well that although Xin Ruyin had extraordinary attainments in formations, she had not yet entered the realm of Nascent Soul, and her cultivation in the late stage of forming pills alone might not last long.

So, he took a deep breath, swept his stern eyes over everyone, and ordered in a deep voice:

"All the monks listen to the order and follow me to the opposite mage camp!"

Following his order, the army of monks faced the five-color curtain and began to slowly move towards the opposite mage camp.

Xin Ruyin, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief, slowly fell down, took out a pill and recovered on his own.

At this time, the monks sacrificed their magic weapons and magic weapons, which turned into various spiritual lights floating in the air or protecting the whole body.

Various incantations sounded, and these magic weapons and magic weapons became more powerful and ready to strike at any time.

Seeing this, the old men in the mage camp had a cold glint in their eyes. They knew that the other party took the risk and took the initiative, but they just didn't want them to have time to use the spiritual magic circle. And judging from the situation, they really didn't have time to do the next round. attack.

After the same order, the army of magicians also slowly moved to the opposite side under the huge light shield.

The distance between the two sides shortened sharply.

When facing each other hundreds of feet away, the eyes of both sides can even vaguely penetrate the hazy battlefield fog and glimpse each other's face.

At this time, seven soft "puff" sounds came from the queue of monks.

The seven elders of Luanming Sect, with serious expressions on their faces, held out the white jade talismans in their hands.

They raised their palms, and the jade talismans flew out like white swallows and shot directly into the sky above the army of magicians.

When flying to an altitude of tens of feet, the jade talisman turned into bright white rainbows, circling and dancing.

Between shrinking and swelling, an earth-shattering thunderclap sound suddenly came from the jade talisman.

Then the seven jade talismans shattered, and seven dazzling white electric balls emerged.

Then it gets bigger dramatically.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge existence as dazzling as the sun.

Above the battlefield, seven white suns with a diameter of more than ten feet floated quietly, emitting a strong light.

The light was so bright and dazzling that it seemed to be condensed from pure sunlight, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The light emitted by these seven scorching suns bathed the entire battlefield in a dazzling light, as if the sun was rising in the sky, making everything clearly visible.

Such a spectacle made all the magicians stunned. Many even forgot to defend themselves and just looked up at the sky blankly, with horrified looks on their faces.

"No! It's an ancient talisman!"

The skinny old man, who was originally calm and composed, was also shocked when he saw this situation.

However, before he could take any action, the seven white scorching sun suddenly burst out.

I saw white light flashing in the sky above the magician, and countless electric arcs twisting in the void like spiritual snakes, converging into seven huge white-hot electric grids.

The power grid was like a sword of heavenly punishment, instantly covering it downwards, leaving people with nowhere to escape.

At the same time, other monks seemed to have reacted. They took out colorful talismans from their arms and threw them out overwhelmingly.

For a time, the army of magicians was filled with all kinds of talismans.

Those talismans emitted all kinds of auras and moved extremely fast, like stars descending into the world.

Tsk tsk tsk! ! !

Countless talismans quickly burned in mid-air, turning into exploding fireballs, arcs, and various other spell attacks.

The rumbling thunder sounded in the white light, deafening, and the entire battlefield instantly became chaotic, as if it had fallen into a doomsday scene.

Master Mulan's screams echoed in his ears, which was terrifying.

Even so, many magicians rushed to the edge of the monk camp and exploded when they were about to die. The scene was extremely tragic.

The aftermath of the self-destruction swept out, filled with smoke and dust, and flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian's expression remained unchanged and he stared expressionlessly for a moment.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his lips opened and closed, but no sound came out. The sound was transmitted directly into the secret.

At the same time, ten Nascent Soul monks from Tiannan who were on the gambling platform, surrounded by a bloody light shield, suddenly heard Yang Gan’s voice in their ears:

"The time has come!" (End of chapter)