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Chapter 297: The trapped beast still fights fiercely

"Line up, silence!"

"Remember, follow the orders of the military marquis and the deputy military marquis, and don't fall behind!"

"Everyone, don't worry about the wounded who are lagging behind or can't keep up, even if they are your own brothers. There will be a reserve team to take in the wounded and those who are lagging behind. Just remember one thing, follow the army and charge into battle. Follow the orders and cast the five elements spells or talismans as usual. The actions must be consistent and no dragging your feet!"

"Because you are new to the Second Floor, 'together we are strong, alone we are weak'. When the army charges, those who fear death will die first!"

The one training the troops at the front was a veteran from Sanchonglou who had experienced three battles. His face was as hard as steel, his words were sonorous and powerful, and he emphasized various matters that would occur during the upcoming battle.

Yan Yuhan was followed by Yin Quan, and behind him were Lan Ying'er and Qi Zaixing. They had formed a new team of ten people who knew each other well.

"Brother Sparrow, it seems unreliable for us, the Second Floor Team, to go out of the city to fight at night."

Yin Quan listened to the deafening voice coming from the stage, feeling extremely nervous, and sent a message to the team leader standing in front of him.

It is said that black spirits and monsters besieged Lingyu City, which is a hundred and eighty miles away, and the fighting lasted from morning to midnight. The six formation fortresses in the middle were completely lost, and Lingyu City is now in danger.

So far, apart from the scattered Sanzhelou teams patrolling the city, the large teams and many well-known masters that are usually seen everywhere have disappeared without a trace. Rumors in the Gem City are spreading privately, saying all kinds of things.

He wanted to fight to break through his cultivation level, but he didn't want to die in a muddle.

Yan Yuhan stood straight with a serious face, and shouted in a voice transmission: "Shut up! Anyone who shakes the morale of the army will be executed according to the law!"

"Bullshit, killing a general on the battlefield is a taboo in military strategy."

"You are a worthless general, at best an insignificant pawn."

"Captain Sparrow, tell me what solid news you have. I am so worried."

"Military secrets, no comment!"

"Captain Sesame, you know a shitty secret."

The two of them whispered "greetings" to each other vigorously to relax their uneasy hearts.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous cheer, which came closer and closer like a wave, shaking the formation in the sky and causing it to glow brightly.

All the undercurrents of anxiety and fear were swept away in an instant.

Yan Yuhan, Yin Quan and others shouted excitedly:
"Mighty, old swordsman!"

"Mighty, old swordsman!"

The old sword master possessed unparalleled prestige in Dingzhou. He appeared in the air with other sixth-floor masters and nearly two hundred fifth-floor monks, dispelling all speculations and doubts.

Behind them was a four-story team with neat formation, and the cold and bloody aura was like gold and sword, rushing towards them.

"My men, the Black Spirit is nothing but a chicken or a dog. Follow me out of the city and defeat the enemy!"

The old sword master drew his sword and roared. Wherever the sword pointed, the outside of the city was already shining with stars, connecting into a huge formation that spanned three hundred miles of heaven and earth.

"Boom", the sound of war drums roared to the sky, stirring up the majestic spirit and making people's blood boil.

The frail woman in green skirt beats the drum with her fists, floating in the air like a fairy descending to earth.

The starlight around him is flowing like clouds, what a beautiful picture.

"Kill!"

The old Sword Master was the first to rush out of the Gem City, followed closely by the other Sixth Floor masters and Fifth Floor monks. The Fourth Floor team that rushed back first was split into two, and then there were the five Three Floor auxiliary teams that remained in the city.

The two people from Juzhou and Hezhou who came to help from the six-story building and many five-story buildings could not help but take a few more glances at the woman in green skirt beating the drum, and secretly sighed that Dingzhou was full of talented people and masters, and the morale inspired by that woman alone was enough to defeat thousands of troops.

The alliance of the three continents is the general trend, and it is natural to regard Dingzhou as the leader.

"Kill!"

Thirty huge teams of monks flew in like dragons emerging from the sea, roaring and surging. The moment they flew out of the city, they all felt the cleansing of the sound of war drums that could strike their souls. Their fighting spirit surged and their speed increased by 30%.

Yan Yuhan, Yin Quan and others were caught in the torrent, roaring and screaming, killing anyone who stood in their way, with an unprecedented momentum.

Even the timid and cautious Lao Qi forgot his fear, put aside his selfish thoughts, and focused on charging into the battle.

Two blurry incarnations stood quietly beside Xu Yuanchang. He was guarding Gu Yunzhu who was beating the drum outside the city. Gu Yunzhu only trusted him and refused the good intention of the old sword saint to arrange for the monks from the fifth floor to protect him.

Xu Yuanchang looked sternly as he scanned the more than 10,000 black spirits and monsters that were scattered and disorderly in the dark formation pulled by the stars.

Taking advantage of the situation, planning for many days is just for this moment.

The army from the Sanzang Building was running back and forth, and it would take more than an hour for them to arrive after receiving the message.

However, the Black Spirit leaders, who had been unable to capture Lingyu City for a long time, realized the crisis and ordered their troops to retreat in order to plan for the future.

Gu Yunzhu, who was always paying attention on the top of the city wall, understood some simple Black Spirit language, and she passed the Black Spirit's movements to the old Sword Saint in the city.

After a brief exchange of ideas, the old swordsman made a prompt decision and launched a counterattack in advance.

The whole city is mobilized to fight against the long-tired black spirit.

In order to establish an advantageous situation in the future, some sacrifices must be made. Otherwise, if the Black Spirit masters are allowed to return to the mountains with their remnants, it will be much more difficult to annihilate them by expedition, and we must always be on guard against harassment from the enemy.

Let the allied forces of the three continents who have rushed back to chase and kill the enemy finish the job in one go.

Gu Yunzhu did not hesitate to draw on the power of the stars in the sky and launch the dark formation outside the city that had been prepared for a long time.

The scattered retreating black spirit monster teams were separated into areas.

The wind is rising and the clouds are rolling, the stars are blurry.

The Black Spirit leaders then realized that they had fallen into a trap carefully set by humans.

From annihilating the Buliyu stronghold, to the expedition to Juzhou and the unexpected counterattack, and then to luring them to come for revenge, one thing after another was linked together, with far-sightedness, insidiousness and viciousness.

The six destroyed formation fortresses were nothing more than baits for them to taste the sweetness of revenge.

The vast array of starlight became a natural barrier that blocked their retreat.

They couldn't even gather all their strength to charge. The two forces had 15,000 to 16,000 soldiers, but they were separated too chaotically by the mysterious starlight formation, making it impossible for them to move around at will and restricting their actions.

The huge team of monks poured down from great heights like a mountain torrent, sweeping away the scattered black spirit monsters that were running around.

Soon they split into seven or eight groups, rushing into other areas that had been blocked by the starlight, fighting and clearing the way.

With masters like the old swordsman charging into battle, morale is high and the momentum is unstoppable.

Gu Yunzhu beat the drum with her right hand, the passionate drum beats continued, slowly increasing in rhythm, while with her left hand she made hand gestures and slowly released the formation in front of her, it was not difficult for her to do two things at once.

The starlight flows around you continuously, forming a dazzling miniature galaxy.

High in the sky, the stars are exceptionally bright and active tonight.

The Black Spirit master rushed into the formation in panic, realizing that the Starlight Array was mysterious and unpredictable, connected to the heaven and earth. It could dissolve the power of their joint attack and overlap the formation's defenses. He was simply unable to break it for the time being, and he had no patience to look for the formation's nodes that he didn't know where hidden underground.

After several attempts, they found an opportunity to take advantage of the formation above a hundred feet.

However, they had to endure the turbulence in the air, the evil wind and other dangers, and they could not care about them in a critical moment. Many sixth- and fifth-level black spirit monsters gathered together and began to summon chaotic black spirits and monsters to fight desperately with the human monks. Although they found loopholes in the formation, they could not bring other subordinates with them, and they had to rely on their luck. They might be swept back to the area where they were slaughtered by the turbulence. Those who were unlucky would have to face a group of ferocious human masters.

Lingyu City had already received the notice. Meng Shanhe led more than ten five-story buildings and more than ten thousand troops to rush to the nearby area where there were fewer black spirits. He wanted to lead the troops to detour and meet up with the large force led by the old sword saint to minimize the losses of his men.

Xu Shengtian vented his anger on the black spirits and monsters he encountered.

After experiencing that life-and-death crisis that nearly cost him his life, he seemed to have matured overnight. The voices, smiles, and disappointment and fear of the one hundred monks he had lived with day and night in the formation fortress for nearly two months were deeply engraved in his mind.

He will never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Revenge!"

He roared and used his magical powers to defeat the dark spirits and monsters one by one.

The sound of war drums coming from a hundred and eighty miles away had limited impact on him, but it was an inspiration to ordinary monks.

In the turbulent sky, there was a sudden abnormal fluctuation. Xu Shengtian sensed it very keenly. He threw away the black hemp wrapped around his left wrist and shouted, "Sixth-level Black Spirit!"

Meng Shanhe, who had rushed to the front, suddenly turned around and spotted the Black Spirit master who had just descended and revealed a trace of his aura. He waved his hand and a sword flashed like the wind. He shouted, "Form a formation and retreat. Kill them!"

Countless rays of light bombarded the sixth-order black spirit that appeared in the air.

Amid the loud bangs and chirps, the black shadow scattered in all directions, and wherever it reached, fierce black light exploded one after another in the team of low-level monks.

The explosion caused blood and flesh to fly everywhere, and broken limbs and bodies fell like rain.

The team of low-level monks were in the midst of a killing spree and neglected to form a defensive formation, so more than two hundred monks were immediately killed.

The yellow light on Xu Shengtian's body was as thick as fog. He used the mission disk to block the violent explosion. He was thrown more than ten feet away. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Hold on... for me!"

The invisible black spirit hidden in the air twisted its body to reveal its shape. A tangled mass of hemp that seemed like a living creature tightly wrapped around the powerful black spirit. One by one, the twisting hemp tentacles tightened into the black spirit's body, not afraid of the burning erosion of the black flames.

Meng Shanhe shouted sternly: "Form a formation and retreat!"

He led more than a dozen fifth-floor monks to surround the area from three sides and jointly launched a round of attack with colorful light.

The bound black spirit was like a phantom. The next moment, it rushed from the gap in the attack to Xu Shengtian who had just stood firm. The person who tied the bell must untie it, and the black spirit could not break free from the strange magic weapon for a while.

The simplest solution it could think of was to get rid of the human who released the magic weapon, and the problem would be solved.

"careful!"

"Go back!"

Meng Shanhe and others screamed and warned.

Xu Shengtian had no way to retreat, so he hastily raised his palm to meet the attack, using his magical palm technique to change into a thousand different forms.

"Bang", Xu Shengtian spat out a blood mist, and the yellow light on his body dissipated. An earth-yellow tower shadow blocked the black spirit's attack and saved his life. He smashed heavily into the ground below which was covered with broken limbs and flesh.

He possesses three Shinto treasures, including the Divine Inlaid Tower, which is contained in his palm, and is mainly used to accumulate magic power and amplify supernatural powers.

He has figured out the special uses of the embedded tower. The more magic power he accumulates, the more he can condense a tower shadow for protection. The power is directly proportional to the amount of magic power.

Like the mess of hemp he bought from the black market, he had no idea where it came from or what it was used for.

He spent a lot of time on practicing and nurturing, and consulted his junior sister. Gradually, he mastered the use of the tangled hemp to trap people. Once someone was stuck by the hemp ball he named "Ghost-Seeing Sorrow", they could not easily break free unless they were burned by yang fire.

There was only one problem. The thing needed to suck his blood for a while, otherwise it would slowly wither and lose its power.

The junior sister asked him to take care of him, and joked that it was no big deal for a grown man to lose some blood.

Meng Shanhe's heart was in his throat. Seeing that the boy was not dead, he shouted in joy: "Four phases of ultimate killing, take turns to attack!"

As long as we can trap the black spirit, we will consume it to death.

The chaotic group of monks had retreated to five hundred feet away under the command of the commander of the Third Floor, and quickly formed a large formation of several thousand people, surrounding them in a large circle layer by layer.

The black spirit, who was under the joint attack of many fifth-floor monks, saw that he could no longer fish in troubled waters, so his figure flashed one after another, and suddenly there was a "pop" sound and a black mist and the mess were thrown away.

The sixth-level black spirit used the tail-cutting survival spell to escape into the sky hundreds of feet high.

Meng Shanhe stared upwards for a long while, confirmed that Hei Ling had left, and ordered the troops to regroup.

Xu Shengtian staggered out of the pit, covered in blood and mud. He looked in a miserable state, with a listless expression on his face. He reached out to take the magic weapon back to his wrist, and suddenly felt a pain at the wrist. The damn magic weapon was eager to suck blood from him to make up for it.

I don’t know if I should wait until his injury heals and then go back to treat him well... let’s discuss it.

"Shengtian, why don't you return to Lingyu City and help me look after the city."

Meng Shanhe flew to the miserable little guy and gave him some subtle suggestions. He was impressed by the little guy's performance.

If Xu Shengtian had not held on at the critical moment today, who knows how many monks’ lives would have been lost in the chaotic situation.

When facing a sixth-order black spirit, low-level cultivators have no other options except forming a formation to form a whole, working together to protect themselves, and then besieging it. Low-level cultivators who are scattered like a pile of sand can easily be killed and collapsed.

"It's nothing serious. Thank you for your concern, uncle."

Xu Shengtian chuckled, and the wound was moved, causing him to grimace in pain and gasp.

He wanted to kill a few more black spirits to avenge his brothers, so how could he be willing to retreat back to defend the city and watch the show?

He took out a healing pill and swallowed it, then flew into the air and stood at the end of the many fifth-floor monks.

Meng Shanhe led the team westward without any hesitation.

The old swordsman swung his sword in mid-air, cleanly killing a fifth-order black spirit that fell from the sky not far in front of him. He charged for more than half an hour, clearing out the black spirits and monsters that were fighting desperately in areas one after another. Occasionally, there would be masters falling from the sky to cause trouble.

No matter in terms of attack, defense, discipline and execution, the monks from the second floor are far inferior to the elite monks from the third floor who have gone through many tests of blood and fire on the road.

There were several incidents, especially clashes with large groups of black spirit monsters, which resulted in the loss of many monks each time.

He saw that the Starlight Array was at the end of its strength and could not hold out for much longer.

It is not easy for Brother Gu Daoyou to maintain the system until now without collapse by his own efforts.

"My men, kill! Now is the time to make achievements!"

A tide of monks shouted "Kill!" and rushed to the next opened starlight area, rushing towards the black spirit monsters that had assembled into a strict team.

At this moment, the starlight everywhere flashed together, and suddenly dissipated into smoke.

The black spirits and monsters, who were originally prepared to fight to the death, saw that the formation that trapped them was broken. They let out screams and shouts as if they had escaped from death, and fled to the vast wasteland. How could they still have the mind to fight to the death?
The old swordsman did not rush to chase him. He turned around and looked in the direction of the Gem City two hundred miles away. He frowned and said, "Old Fu, hurry up and go check the situation."

The drumbeats stopped as the starlight faded away.

He was worried that they might encounter big trouble there. After all, Xu Yuanchang's cultivation was not high enough and he might not be able to handle it.

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PS: The war will end soon, and the focus from now on will be on training and adventure opportunities.

(End of this chapter)