Chapter 590: Breaking the Formation (1)
Yan Ji's explanation made everyone present understand the seriousness of the situation.
Although they knew that there were already two Shangqing in the alliance army outside the city, according to the prestige of the two Sword Idiot Imperial Spirits, the existence of Shangqing was not false, so everyone was not depressed, but was inexplicably shocked, and looked eager to try.
Seeing that he had been appointed to become one of the leaders of the Formation Breaking Team, the sword idiot immediately turned his eyes to Tianchen.
Three days ago, Tianchen made a splash at the exchange meeting, and the sword idiot naturally saw it in his eyes, and when he hired people, the first thing that the sword idiot thought of was to recruit Tianchen and act together.
It's a pity that he is still a step late.
Just when the sword idiot saw Tianchen, before he showed joy, his eyes saw the real person of the imperial spirit standing beside Tianchen, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, knowing that he was out of play.
The sword idiot sighed in his heart, swept his gaze, and pointed out eighteen people from the crowd, and at the same time, the Imperial Spirit Zhenren's side was also selected, and there were only fifteen people.
Because the commando team is efficient, the elected ones are naturally the best in the city, and all of them are monks of the spirit infant level.
As for those Heavenly Elephant True Pill level monks, they naturally stayed in the city to defend, and in addition, the two Sword Idiot Imperial Spirits also deliberately left five Spirit Infant Monks in the city to assist Yan Ji in case there was any accident.
"Okay, now that you're ready, let's go, without further ado, and make a quick decision. ”
"Yes!"
Yan Ji gave an order, and everyone responded, turning into colorful streamers one after another, and flew away in two directions in the southwest.
The monks on the sword idiot's side are stronger, and the late-stage monks present are basically selected by him, such as the gentle woman who spoke before, and the Mei Rin fairy who organized the exchange meeting, all under the jurisdiction of the sword idiot.
Due to the huge disparity between the strength of the two teams, the two sides only discussed slightly, and tacitly chose their respective assault directions.
The west is the main direction of attack of Qigumen, there are a large number of monks, and the resistance is the greatest, so the sword idiot and his party will take over, while the number of people on Tianchen's side is smaller, most of them are the remaining middle and early stage monks who were picked by the sword idiot, so they mainly attacked the relatively weak south.
Wuling City is not very big, but after a dozen breaths, Yu Ling and his party flew out of more than 100 miles, out of the city protection array, turned into a thick five-colored light, and penetrated into the army of Qigumen.
In order to be efficient, the isolation magic circle cast by Qigumen was also urging with all its might, and the mana fluctuations emitted were very violent, and the golden light waves of the Dao Dao soared into the sky, emitting a huge roaring sound. In addition, at this moment, the isolation light curtain and the city protection array were in a fierce confrontation, so that the people of Qigu Gate could not hide their specific location at all.
As soon as the Imperial Spirit and the others passed through the isolated light curtain, they felt this rushing mana fluctuation, and they didn't need to trace it with their divine sense at all, and they could see the location of the array with the naked eye alone.
"Fellow Daoists, the eye of the main formation is on the hillside ahead, we only need to destroy it, and then sweep it around the road, and then we can return with peace of mind. ”
The real person of the Imperial Spirit secretly transmitted a word, cheered up, and then turned around and led the team to the eye of the formation.
Because the speed was too fast, many of the Heavenly Phenomena Monks of Qigumen had not yet reacted, and they were blasted into pieces by the hundreds of Sword Light Dao Methods released by the Imperial Spirit and others, and the remaining Heavenly Phenomena Monks saw this, and they all showed a look of horror, and they couldn't help but retreat, giving way to the Imperial Spirit and the others.
Just as everyone was marching forward, more than twenty violent mana fluctuations came out nearby, only to hear the rumbling huge roar from far and near, hundreds of colorful spells, rushing towards the large army.
This contains a variety of factional spells, what five elements of spiritual arts, demon magic sword qi emerges in endlessly, among which the yin demon fire is the most powerful, and it is regarded as nothing in the general magic weapon, among which there are seven or eight extremely powerful ancient treasures mixed in it, which makes people unguardable.
Affected by this attack, those middle and early stage monks in the Imperial Palace were limited to cultivation, and they were suddenly in a hurry, unable to intercept them all, so the team was elongated, and when the Imperial Spirit Zhenren saw this, he hurriedly reduced his speed, and waited for the laggards to catch up, so as not to be broken by the opposite side.
But as soon as the speed was slow, all kinds of attacks followed, and even those Celestial Monks could track Tianchen's whereabouts and urge spells to attack.
Right now, the sky is full of spells, and the large army will be hit by these spells, and they will be pinned down and beaten to death. Or in order to save their lives, they were forced to disperse and avoid spell attacks, but this allowed the Qigumen monks to seize the opportunity to intersperse the encirclement and destroy the long snake formation of Tianchen and his group.
Tianchen secretly pinched a cold sweat, his two-handed swords condensed, and the terrifying sword in his body was ready to move, ready to cast a concentrated sword transformation to block most of the attacks.
"Don't panic!"
At this critical juncture, the real person of the Imperial Spirit sent a word, stopping Tianchen's actions, and at the same time, the sleeves of his robe trembled, and a verdant spirit beast bag was thrown into the air.
The spirit beast bag floated in the wind, and the mouth of the bag was open, and a pure white deer that was only two feet old jumped out of it and came to the shoulder of the real person.
The fawn squinted his eyes and rubbed his cheeks against the real spirit of the Imperial Spirit, with a rather intimate attitude.
A soft color flashed in the eyes of the Imperial Spirit Zhenren, and then he pointed at the deer.
With a crisp sound of "ding", the fawn trembled suddenly, its eyes flashed, and it stood straight on the shoulders of the real spirit and did not move, but its six-inch antlers flashed with colorful light, and a holy breath emanated from the deer's body, and then the colorful glow spread rapidly, enveloping everyone in it.
An incredible scene occurred.
The original fierce Yin Demon Fire, as soon as it touched the colorful glow, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and without even making a sound, it dissipated out of thin air, and the same was true for other spells.
As for the many ancient treasures that followed, they were covered by this glow, but after advancing three or four inches, they suddenly lost contact with their owners, and then, as if they were dead things, they stopped quietly in mid-air, motionless.
Yuling Zhenren was not surprised by this, only to see the sleeves of his robe floating, and a huge suction force appeared out of thin air, taking many ancient treasures in the glow of the light into his pocket.
"How is that possible? Could this be the Divine Light of the White Feather Holy Beast?"
Soon, in the midst of the consternation, someone finally thought of some possibility with some past gossip, and after all, this person was still frightened.
The person who said this was the famous Hongtong Venerable of Qigumen, whose cultivation had reached the late stage of the Lingying Dynasty, and was known as the half-step Shangqing.
It's a pity that for some reason, this person's cultivation has never been able to go one level further and step into the real Shangqing realm.
It is said that Venerable Hongtong reached the realm of half-step Shangqing as early as two hundred years ago, and was a popular candidate for the ancestor of Shangqing in Qigumen, but to this day, Venerable Hongtong is still so cultivated, which has to be embarrassing.
When this powerful monk talked about the spiritual light, he was actually afraid, which showed the great power of this divine power.
Tianchen followed the prestige and found that the complexion of the Venerable Hongtong was not good, and there was a hidden dead air floating between the eyebrows, which was estimated to be a sign that Shouyuan was about to end.
Tianchen didn't know much about what the old man said, so he immediately transmitted the sound into the secret and asked the Karmic Fire Buddha Venerable who was hiding in the Mixed Yuan Bead to recuperate.
"Senior, what is this Soul Transformation Divine Light? A cultivator of the same rank is so frightened, and what is the White Feather Holy Beast?"
Since Tianchen came out of the auction hall, the Karmic Fire Buddha Venerable was awakened by the fluctuations of mana in the outside world, and he has been urging the secret arts, carefully observing the surrounding situation, and when he heard Tianchen's question, he immediately explained.
"Bai Ling Holy Beast is a high-level true spirit, it is rumored in the fairy world that this beast is one of the alien species of the god Bai Ze, and it is very precious! Of course, the truth of this rumor is difficult to argue, I have never seen Bai Ling, let alone the blessing of seeing Bai Ze, and I don't know much about it. But as far as I know, Bai Ling is not as good as the top level existence of the True Dragon and Heavenly Phoenix in the True Spirit Ranking, but it is also ranked high-grade, and the aura it exudes, even when the old man is in his prime, cannot be compared to what if. This beast only has this breath, how can it be a true spirit Bai Ling?"
"However, since this beast can stimulate the spiritual light, it is estimated that it does have a trace of the blood of the White Feather Holy Beast, which is irrefutable. Because the Spiritual Light is one of the several natural powers of the White Feather Holy Beast, once this Divine Light is released, it can easily dissolve all kinds of spiritual energy and reduce it to nothingness. This supernatural power can be strong or weak, when it comes to spiritual cultivation, it is simply a god-like existence, as long as this light exists, most of the spiritual spells must be basically cleaned, even if it is a vitality spell, its power must be discounted in half. But if you use the spiritual light to deal with the physical body fighting method such as martial cultivation and physical cultivation, it is purely looking for death. ”
The Karma Fire Buddha is worthy of being an immortal in the lower realm, but with just a few words, he guessed the identity of Bailu, and also pointed out Bailu's Achilles' heel.
When Tianchen heard it, he suddenly realized, but nodded silently and did not speak.
Sure enough, just when Tianchen knew about Bailu's weakness, a man's sneer came from the void.
"Hongtong, are you old and confused? If this is really the White Feather Holy Beast, how can you and I still stand here safely? This beast is just a trace of White Feather blood, and it is still young, and its magical powers are limited, and it can be easily killed by attacking with the power of the flesh. ”
As soon as this voice came out, it was still whispering in the ear, which surprised Tianchen and the others, which showed the great power of this person.
At the same time, the void ten zhang in front of the white deer suddenly fluctuated, and three white fist shadows broke through the air and directly slammed into the white fawn on the shoulder of the imperial spirit real person.
An indescribable terrifying force, with the sound of wind and thunder, roared like a mountain and a sea.
With the cultivation of the Imperial Spirit Zhenren, as soon as he felt the terrifying power on the fist shadow, his face changed suddenly, and he suddenly felt that the enemy was coming, and he no longer had the heart to despise it.
"Mahayana Ancestor!"
I saw that the real person of the Imperial Spirit flipped it with one hand, and a small banner appeared in his hand, and he flicked several magic decisions at the banner, and then shook it at the fist shadow.
"Roar!"
A black cloud the size of a wheel shot out from the flag, letting out a strange roar.
As soon as the gray cloud appeared, it pounced on the three fist shadows like a fierce beast, and then an amazing scene appeared.
In the gray mist, the three fist shadows that emitted amazing power disappeared in less than a breath, and this cloud and mist just flipped in place, and turned into a gray flowing cloud the size of a zhang, stopping in front of the real person of the imperial spirit.
This is enough to kill the crisis of the existence of several spirit infants, and it was easily resolved by the real spirit of the Imperial Spirit.
"This is the ancient beast Lu Zheng? It is really extraordinary, the old man's three punches in the air, in front of this beast, he can't even survive for a breath, it seems that the rumors in the outside world that you are capable of rivaling the Qing Ancestor are most likely true. This white deer's spirit god light is exhausted, and the ancient beast Lu Zheng is so domineering, no matter the two ways of spirit and martial arts, you are both offensive and defensive, if it weren't for the current situation, the old man really wanted to make friends with you. ”
Three miles away, the high sky on the hillside was rippling, and an old man with crane hair and a childish face stepped out of the air, looking at the real person with a flat face.
"It turned out to be a predecessor of the ages, and Yu was so appreciated by his predecessors, it was really a blessing for three lives. As the predecessor said, if it weren't for current events, Yu really wanted to make more friends with characters like his predecessors, but unfortunately, in this case, what you and I said was just delusional. ”
Yu Ling Zhenren replied with a smile on his face, and at the same time secretly transmitted the voice to Tianchen and gave orders.
"Shuo Daoyou, Yu's reputation is too big, this person is coming at me, I can't run away. Although it is only the cultivation of the middle stage of the early stage of the Mahayana, the actual supernatural power has already crushed the same level, which is comparable to the middle stage of the void! Even if I do it with all my strength, in front of him, I can at most protect myself, once the fight starts, I can't take care of the overall situation, and when the time comes, it will be up to you. After a while, I will ridicule him verbally, lead him into a fierce battle, and drag him away from the battlefield here as much as possible, and since you have not shown your true strength from the beginning, most of these Qigumen monks will not care too much about you. In this way, you will lead everyone to attack the main formation eye that isolates the large array, and you can even use the large army as a cover to help you sneak into the vicinity of the formation eye to act. In short, you can do it yourself, anyway, if you don't break the formation, everyone will be besieged and die. ”
"Yes, I know, Brother Yu should be careful. ”
Tianchen saw that the real person of Yuling was going to carry the banner, and he couldn't help but feel a little respectful in his heart, and he didn't think about it, so he responded.
Without any worries, Yuling Zhenren laughed loudly: "Senior, Elder Wangu, Daoist Friend of Wangu, you punched Yu three times just now, do you see if you are also standing still and let me fight back?"
Wan Gu sneered: "When this situation is a battle between the two factions, not a competition of skills, is the Imperial Spirit Daoist talking about a dream!"
"Daoyou said this, then don't blame me for not giving mercy!"
Yu Ling Zhenren snorted coldly, pinched the law in his hand, waved the flag, and a large number of gray clouds and mist flew out, rushing towards the low-level celestial phenomena in all directions.
These gray clouds are actually insect clouds formed by the aggregation of many small flying insects, with the prestige of the ancient beast Lu Zheng, not to mention these celestial monks, even if they are spirit infants, they are stained by this beast, it is estimated that they are more than lucky.
In just two or three breaths, within a radius of a hundred feet, there were already five or six celestial monks who were entangled by Lu Zheng's possession.
The magic weapon they had worked hard to cultivate did not play the slightest role in front of the insect cloud, and the magic body dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and some celestial monks didn't even snort before they were eaten clean by the insect cloud!
"Shaft dares!"
There was a thunder and anger over the hillside, and then while listening to the loud sound of "boom boom", the figure of the ancient people flashed several times, and then stepped into the air, and grabbed the real person of the imperial spirit.
With a "boom", the void trembled, and the white light in a radius of 100 zhang burst out, gradually condensing into a huge palm, and quickly shrunk, only ten zhang remained, drawing a white mark in the void, and going to the top of everyone's heads.
As the volume of the bare hand compressed, a terrifying imprisoning force was born, and it enveloped everyone.
Tianchen's divine sense decided one step ahead, so he hurriedly transmitted the sound into the secret, and flew down with a large army, avoiding the edge of the ancient world.
And the real person of the Imperial Spirit sneered in the face of the blow of the eternal rage, and his right hand pinched it, and after a buzz, his right hand turned from a law to a palm, and slapped away at the white palm in the sky.
"Roar!"
The insect clouds that attacked from all sides let out a loud roar one after another, and then abandoned the prey at the moment, and converged on the top of the head of the Imperial Spirit Zhenren, and also turned into a gray palm of about ten zhang to meet it.