"Spell...... No, it doesn't. In the face of the rapid offensive of Yuan Ming and others, the withered man shouted this sentence with some difficulty.

The attack of the three of them lost their strength at the same time the moment they approached, and the aura collapsed.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Ming didn't hurry up and laughed, because he knew that the withered man was already at the end of the crossbow.

The light in his eyes flashed, and under the urging of his mind, the Elder Panji, who had been lying motionless on the ground, suddenly turned over and stood up, and the black long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out towards the withered man.

This time, the man was completely defenseless, and his chest was pierced directly by the long sword.

Yuan Ming had actually discovered a quarter of an hour ago that the severed connection between himself and the tree puppet of Elder Panji had been restored.

But he has been holding back, just waiting for this opportunity.

At the same time as the long sword pierced the withered man's heart, a blood-light knife scar slashed out horizontally, flashing through the withered man's neck in an instant.

There was a "click" sound.

A black head flew up, and the Demon Cloud Tree behind it also broke apart.

As the Demon Cloud Tree collapsed to the ground, the vines that spread out on it immediately shrank back, and all of them disappeared.

Yuan Ming stepped forward quickly, grabbed the black head on the ground, threw it into the Shura Blood Devouring Diagram, and temporarily sealed it.

Then he looked at the fallen tree on the ground, and the stump that was half connected to the withered man's body.

After thinking about it for a while, Yuan Ming waved his hand and separated them into different storage artifacts, intending to study them carefully after leaving here.

Changchun view.

The rain had stopped, and the clouds had dispersed in the sky, but the sun had long since sunk in the west, leaving only a waning moon and a little starlight hanging high in the sky, sprinkling a little silver glow.

Under the cover of night, the great array of Changchun Guanhu Sect continued to emerge with blue spiritual light, like rippling water, and like a tsunami rushing, and the ravines between the mountains were also filled with these spiritual lights, like the sea flooding the earth, turning the mountains into a country.

After the battle of Yuhua City, the Wuyue Sect army did not stop for a moment, and rushed straight to the Changchun Guanshan Gate and launched a fierce attack on the Changchun Guanhuzong Great Array.

This time, their attack did not have any reservations, and all the Wuyue Sect Yuan Infant Cultivators joined the battle one after another, and the three of Ni Mu also took action in person, using means to try to break through the big formation.

Naturally, the Cloud Desolate Alliance's side would not let them attack, except for Tianjizi and several Yuanying Monks who were responsible for controlling the Great Array, the rest of the Yuanying Monks also selected their opponents and fought with them under the cover of the Great Array.

The battle was at a fever pitch from the start.

Both sides were almost red-eyed, without any calculations, without any arrangements, without any plans, and everyone only had the idea of killing the opponent in their minds.

Outside the big array, the tall golden puppet waved its fist silently, bombarding the big array again and again, every time it dropped a fist, the part of the big array that came into contact with its fist would quickly metalize, even if it was a massless aura, it would turn into heavy gold and iron in an instant.

However, the Great Array is not a dead thing, the azure aura is like a river, flowing and wandering all the time, whenever there is a metallized part, the Great Array will quickly circulate, and the part that has been transformed into gold and iron will be moved to other places so as not to be used by the puppets

But delay is never a long-term solution, even if the great array has changed in a thousand ways, it seems a little powerless in the face of the golden puppet that can assimilate everything.

Fortunately, this huge golden puppet is not completely consumed, and it always needs to be supplied with spiritual power by a large number of spirit stones.

Not far away, a dazzling sword light pierced the sky and slashed towards Ni Mu, while Ni Mu quickly pinched the trick, and the aura outside his body flashed, and there seemed to be no change, but when the sword light slashed, only a wooden puppet was split in half and fell from mid-air.

"Hehe, Ni Mu, you are hiding deep enough, such a method has never been exposed before, and now let it go, it really surprises me a lot, it's a pity that you are so talented,

But it is really unwise to succumb to the witch moon god and be willing to be a puppet. Wan Tianren said, but he swung out three sword lights in succession, slashing towards Ni Mu who appeared on the other side.

"It's all at this time, why do you bother with these verbal battles." Ni Mu shook his head, raised his hand and patted it, using the magic weapon to block the sword light.

"Ni Mu, think about it yourself, the Wuyue Sect is based on soul cultivation, even if you take over the world in the future, you may not be able to hold a high position for a long time with a law cultivation, not to mention, I can also see that your puppet may have the possibility of going further, you say, if Changchun Guan is destroyed, will Wu Yueshen still leave such an existence that may threaten his own status?" Wan Tianren continued to try to disturb Ni Mu's mind with words.

"Threatening him? Hehe, Wan Tianren, if you can say this, it means that you don't know him well enough. A self-deprecating smile appeared on Ni Mu's face.

Seeing this, Wan Tianren suddenly became puzzled, he had been in contact with the Golden Nest many times, compared to other monks, he had a deeper understanding of the power of the Void Retreat, although the magic power of the Witch Moon God was weird, but it was not to the point of despair.

So what is it that makes Ni Mu so afraid?

This thought had just flashed through Wan Tianren's mind, and suddenly, he felt a strong palpitation, which caused the spiritual power in his body to be disordered for a short moment.

On the battlefield of the Yuan Infant Stage, just a momentary mistake could be fatal, but at this time, Ni Mu did not seize the opportunity to fight back, but suddenly turned his head to look at the rear, and a surprise and fear similar to Wan Tianren's appeared on his face.

At the same time, in the black palace located behind the Witch Moon Sect army, an extremely angry divine soul fluctuation suddenly erupted, and the Witch Moon Sect monks who remained near the main hall were swept by the fluctuation, and their faces actually showed anger.

But then, anger turned into pain, and blood instantly gushed out of their seven orifices, and everyone screamed at the same time, and fell to the ground one after another.

At this moment, the door of the black hall also suddenly opened, and with the frenzied black wind, a tall figure surrounded by black smoke flew out and flew directly into the sky.

The battlefield was instantly quiet, and everyone had an unprecedented sense of crisis at this moment, which made them subconsciously turn their heads and look at the figure isolated in the sky, with eyes like the moon.

"Witch Moon God? Is he finally going to do it himself?" In Changchun Guan, Tianjizi clenched his fists, and his heart was vigilant.

Unexpectedly, after Wu Yueshen appeared, he did not speak, nor did he attack the Changchun Guan Great Array, but turned his back to everyone and looked fiercely into the distance.

"This is ......" Ni Mu noticed that the Wuyue God was looking at the direction where the Black Witch Mountain was located, and his heart suddenly jumped.

And in the next moment, everyone saw at the same time, and Wu Yueshen suddenly raised his hand, used his fingers as a pen, and drew a horizontal line in the void.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and a black abyss suddenly cracked under the feet of the witch moon god, and the wind howled, and the sound was like the whispering of evil spirits, chaotic and noisy, which made people have a headache when they heard it.

At the same time, Wu Yueshen's mouth also spit out a strange syllable, and everyone who heard this syllable felt that their spirits were suddenly shocked, as if they had been affected by some external impact, which made them have a momentary trance.

At this moment, everyone's divine thoughts were frantically warning them, telling them not to continue watching, but they felt an inexplicable attraction, so that they could hardly take their eyes off, and could only watch the movements of the witch moon god in a daze.

"No, you can't look at it, it's all shielded from your divine sense and five senses!" Ni Mu forcibly moved his gaze away with his willpower, closed his senses, and shouted loudly at the same time, and the sound spread throughout the battlefield.

Wan Tianren also broke free from the temptation of watching Wu Yueshen's movements at this time, and when he heard Ni Mu's words, he didn't have time to think about it at all, and he also closed his senses and shouted his words again.

For a while, on the battlefield, whether it was the Wuyue Sect monks or the Cloud Desolation Alliance monks, they all desperately wanted to break free from the temptation and close their divine senses at this moment, but except for those who had great perseverance, the rest of the people not only failed to look away, but even made themselves even more obsessed with watching the movements of the Wuyue God.

At this time, Wu Yueshen didn't care about the reactions of other people at all, just kept writing words in mid-air all the time, each stroke was extremely hard, and at the same time, more strange syllables were spit out of his mouth.

As the number of strokes increased, thousands of hideous ghost hands suddenly appeared in the black abyss under his feet, and they struggled to scratch and climb, and after a while, a hideous demon turned by resentment and malice crawled out of the black abyss, scrambling to fly in the direction of the witch moon god.

These demons scrambled to be the first, not wanting to be preempted, and in mid-air, they tore each other's bodies, gritting their teeth and claws, until they completely swallowed their companions.

As a result, these demons who crawled out of the abyss soon fell into endless cannibalism, and as the words written by the witch moon god became clearer and clearer, more and more syllables came out of his mouth, and more demons appeared, and they fought wildly, and the scene became more and more intense.

And when Wu Yueshen finished writing the word "Yuan" in its entirety, the monks who had not yet taken their eyes off or closed their senses screamed at the same time, and the whole person instantly cracked, and the flesh exploded into blood, and the divine soul flew towards the black abyss, and continued to twist during the flight, and finally turned into a demon and joined the endless bloody battle.

Among these dead monks, there were both the monks of the Cloud Desolation Alliance and the monks of the Wuyue Sect, but the Wuyue God still did not care about the life and death of these ants, but put pen to paper again and wrote the second text.

Gradually, as the second word gradually took shape, there were fewer and fewer evil ghosts crawling out of the black abyss, and the tragic battle was about to come to an end.

When the word "Ming" appeared in the void, on the black abyss, only a four-armed demon remained, because it swallowed all the other evil ghosts, its body was three times larger than the original, and there were countless souls surrounding his body, and the illusory faces were full of resentment and hatred.

At this time, the witch moon god finally lowered his head and looked at the remaining evil ghosts, and there seemed to be a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

However, he did not hesitate, and directly stretched out his hand to the word "Yuan Ming" suspended in front of him, and instantly a black mist shrouded the name.

The four-armed demon seemed to be aware of this scene, and immediately flew up to the clouds, swallowed the name and the black mist with a large mouth.

Under the gaze of the Witch Moon God, the evil ghost who swallowed the name patted his stomach with satisfaction, and then turned his head to look at the location of the Black Witch Mountain, and then exploded with a bang, turning into an incomparably pure evil thought, and disappeared into the void.