Diary of the life of a working wizard

Seeing that the fire was suppressed, Ye Tianqing's military morale was shaken. He was both shocked and angry.

He didn't expect that Ao Tian, ​​the master of the East Palace of Sihai Palace, would suddenly become so powerful, and he was almost as powerful as him.

In shock and anger, Ye Tianqing's face became extremely gloomy and ugly, and he fanned the flaming bird fan in his hand at the Sea Swallowing Golden Bowl and the Blue Sea Green Snail.

It's just a competition between masters, but there is no room for error. Ye Tianqing misjudged Ao Tian's strength and was suppressed by him as soon as he came up. Now he woke up and wanted to get back, but it was not that easy.

Although the fire surged under Ye Tianqing's efforts, it was still suppressed by the Sea-Swallowing Golden Bowl and the Blue Sea Green Snail. In a short period of time, it was difficult to escape the suppression of these two magic weapons and reveal their terrifying flames.

Seeing Ye Tianqing exerting force suddenly, the fire was still suppressed by the Sea Swallowing Golden Bowl and the Blue Sea Green Snail, the morale of the army became more and more shaken.

Elder Leng of Yuanjue Cave, Ba Meng and Basen of the Ba family looked at each other, and finally their expressions suddenly sank. They waved their command flags and shouted: "Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sound was earth-shattering!

Seeing that the morale of the army was shaking, the coalition commanders finally did not dare to watch Ye Tianqing and Ao Tian continue to fight, and directly launched an entire army attack.

"Kill!" On the top of Jiutian City, Peng Tianwu saw that the coalition forces could no longer hold back the full-scale attack. His eyes sharpened. He waved the command flag in his hand and all the mountain-protecting formations were activated in an orderly manner.

The wind was blowing and the clouds were covering the sky and the sun.

The Gengjin Divine Thunder, Yimu Divine Thunder, Renshui Divine Thunder, and Binghuo Divine Thunder all over the sky were bombarding the army from the billowing dark clouds for free.

Another torrential water poured down from the city and swept the army into the water. However, the water was not ordinary water, but the famous black water in ancient times. Once the monks with a slightly lower cultivation level were hit by this water, It immediately turned into minced meat.

The flying swords and arrows condensed by the endless formations also flew all over the sky towards the army.

In a moment, the coalition soldiers fell on their backs. If it weren't for the powerful immortals and tens of thousands of Juxia realm monks who blocked most of the attacks, the entire coalition would have been scattered.

Even so, the coalition forces were restrained by the mountain-protecting formation and attacked for a while, causing a panic and a lot of casualties.

"Steady! Steady!"

"Don't mess up the formation!"

The powerful immortals from Yuanjue Cave, Lingxiao Sect, and Ba Family roared during the attack.

Wuxianmen has formations here, and Yuanjue Cave, Lingxiao Sect, and the Ba family naturally also have formations against the enemy.

It's just that the formation relies on the power of heaven and earth to exert the power of turning decay into magic. This world is the mountain gate of Wuxianmen. Wuxianmen has the home field advantage. It has planned the formation and restriction layout in advance, and continuously uses the power of the central spiritual vein of the Western Wilderness Realm to exert its powerful power. However, Yuanjue Cave and the others are foreign enemies. They can only temporarily arrange formations here. The power of heaven and earth they can borrow is far from comparable to that of Wu Xianmen, and their formations are not as good as those taught by Xia Yunjie. So powerful.

After a series of attacks, some formations were defeated one after another. But even so, thanks to these formations, otherwise the casualties of the coalition forces would be even greater.

Those elders and immortals also saw this, so they all shouted to stabilize the formation.

But how could Elder Peng Tianwu fulfill their wishes?

Peng Tianwu saw that the coalition forces were already showing signs of confusion under the attack of the mountain guarding formation. Without hesitation, Peng Tianwu took the sword in his hand, swung it in the direction of the enemy, and roared: "Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The elders and guardians who did not need to control the formation restrictions, and the disciples followed Elder Peng Tianwu like tigers descending the mountain and rushed towards the coalition forces that were already showing signs of chaos.

There are nearly a hundred Celestial Immortals in the coalition, and there are nearly 60 Celestial Immortals on the Wuxianmen side. The number of Juxia monks, and thanks to the large amount of rewards from Xia Yunjie's elixirs, there are tens of thousands of people in the Wuxianmen side, not less than 10,000. coalition forces.

Now that Peng Tianwu led such a group of people out of Wushan, a strong murderous aura rushed straight into the house, and rainbows of blood boiled and surged between the heaven and the earth.

The coalition forces were already in disarray due to the restriction of the mountain-protecting formation. As soon as Peng Tianwu and others rushed down, the army immediately became chaotic. They were rushed to pieces and divided into pieces to fight. Ways to gather together.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The cry of killing, the fierce clash of gold and iron, and the sound of head-on bombardment resounded throughout the world.

Streams of blood rose into the sky, heads fell one by one, and the thick smell of blood filled the world.

At this moment, the ten thousand miles of heaven and earth in front of Wushan Mountain became the most miserable place in the Three Thousand Realms, a hell on earth.

I don’t know how many rocks collapsed and how many lives were lost.

Xia Yunjie stood on the top of Jiutian City, looking at the tragic battlefield ahead. He saw the enemy and his own personnel lying in a pool of blood, with a determined expression on his face, and a little bit of murderous intent gathering in his deep eyes.

But Xia Yunjie hasn't taken action yet.

Wu Xianmen has developed too fast. In the past, it was Xia Yunjie who protected them under his wings. And now they need to experience a real life and death battle, a baptism of blood.

Only in this way can Wu Xianmen truly grow up and truly unite into a group that no force can destroy, yet they are indestructible.

This battle turned the color of the sky and the earth, and the sun and the moon lost all light.

The huge fluctuations, violent impacts, and fluctuations in the heaven and earth caused by it can be felt by the monks in the entire Western Wilderness Realm. Everyone felt as if the doomsday had come, and all of them looked in the direction of Wushan with heavy hearts.

It seems that the Wuxian Clan is about to end. Unfortunately, if they were not too arrogant at the beginning and did not kill them all, as long as given time, the Wuxian Clan will surely grow into a force as powerful as Yuan Jue Dong and others.

Most people think so!

It's no wonder that any of them, the Lingxiao Sect, Yuanjue Cave, and the Ba Family, are all powerful in the Three Thousand Worlds, and they are behemoths to any power in the seventh-level world.

Now that these three families have united to attack Wuxianmen, how can Wuxianmen be able to resist?

Naturally, Wu Xianmen is not finished. However, the combined strength of the Lingxiao Sect, Yuanjuedong, and Ba Family was indeed astonishingly strong. Even if the Wu Xianmen had all the advantages, after fighting for a day and a night, they still failed to defeat the coalition forces, and gradually fell into a stalemate. No one could Nothing can be done about anyone.

But after a day and night of fighting, the disciples of Wu Xianmen and even the guards seemed to have undergone transformation.

A kind of pride, a kind of determination, a kind of never giving up, and a kind of belief in winning grew in their bodies, and were eventually imprinted in their hearts and minds, even the Guards were no exception.

These monks from various forces who were once attached to the Yuanyi Sect never thought that one day they would be able to fight against the three famous coalition forces of the Three Thousand Worlds. Not only did they not be defeated, but they were also dragged into a tug-of-war.

That kind of pride, that kind of passion, is something that Yuanyi Sect will never bring to them!