Chapter 320: The Great War of Good and Evil (26) is in full swing

"Well, it's just a fluke. The monk surnamed Wan temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart, and after answering Zhao Di's sentence, he shot towards the demon monk in front of him.

The cultivator of the Demon Star Sect, who had witnessed the other party's strange methods, still had the slightest intention of being a rival at this time, and put the Yuan Ying who had teleported to his fellow senior brother into his sleeve, and then turned his head and turned into a black light and fled.

"You dare to hurt the people of the Demon Star Sect" The voice of the old demon sounded like a gong, and he flew here, looking at the monk surnamed Wan with his eyes breathing fire.

The person whose body was destroyed by the monk surnamed Wan just now was Elder Cheng of the Demon Star Sect, who had the closest relationship with the old demon, and the old demon Yue, who was originally entangled with the "Kunpeng Strange Bird", saw this scene from afar, and was extremely angry, and pounced straight towards the monk with the surname Wan.

As soon as the old demon flew closer, he flicked his hands continuously, and black flames of an inch in size shot towards the monk surnamed Wan Jī, and at the same time, two identical black rings flew out of his sleeve, turned into the size of a zhang xu, and also struck at him.

The monk surnamed Wan was shocked, and hurriedly flashed thumb-thick arcs at the extremely unusual black flames, and at the same time his body retreated sharply.

A golden light flashed, and a golden chain of inches thick and more than ten zhang long swept in, and there were two "bang" sounds, blocking the two jet-black rings, and it was Ling Mufeng, the old man of the Tianyou Sect, who rushed here.

"The old devil, let the old man play with you"

The old man continued to manipulate the golden chain without saying anything, and rolled away towards the old demon, and the magic weapons such as the golden bell and the bronze mirror were also sacrificed one by one, making a big battle posture.

"Don't panic and hurry, at most after half a pillar of incense, these summoned things will be exhausted in spiritual power, drag them as much as possible, and only defend and not attack" The Evil Eye Demon Lord beckoned to the group of evil path primordial old monsters, and then motioned to the Heavenly Corpse Master of the Ten Thousand Corpse Gate to join the ranks of the "Kunpeng Strange Bird".

Wrapped in a layer of green aura, although the strength is the strongest, there are countless wind blades under the wings, and a clear cry can shock people's hearts, but there have always been three mid-Yuan Infant cultivators, including the Evil Eye Demon Lord, who are entangled, and they only defend and do not attack, and for a while, Peng Bird can't cause much damage.

After Ling Mufeng and the Yue Lao Demon got into a fight, the monk surnamed Wan fought with a Holy Demon Palace monk again, while Zhao Di unceremoniously found trouble with the early stage monk of the Demon Star Sect.

Seeing that it was Zhao Di and not the terrifying Lei Xìng Gongfa monk, this person took out twelve points of spirit, no longer fled, and fought with Zhao Di head-on.

When the Infant Monks of the First Gan Yuan Dynasty performed various great divine fighting techniques, the monks of the Jiedan Period of each faction also started a fierce battle near the stone wall.

The monks of the six factions of the Golden Flame Country obviously have the upper hand, but after all, they are close to their own protective array, and if they are defeated, they can still use the magic circle to cover one or two.

In addition, the most powerful are still the barbaric beasts and thousands of iron-armored corpses that are constantly pouring in.

Some behemoths have wings and can soar to the top of the stone wall and launch a furious attack on the magic circle, some behemoths can breathe fire and spew wind and cast spell attacks on the magic circle light shield above, and some behemoths have low intelligence and only know how to use their strong bodies to hit the stone wall wildly, and the damage is not great.

The iron-armored corpses, under the control of the monks of the Ten Thousand Corpse Gate, actually stacked themselves under the stone wall, and after piling up a hundred-zhang high "corpse ladder", a large number of iron-armored corpses stepped on the corpse ladder and climbed the stone wall, which posed a great threat to the magic circle.

The stone beasts released by the Baiqiao Gate were able to compete with the iron-armored corpses and the barbarian beasts at first, but after the number of the latter increased, these stone beasts quickly ran out of support, and were finally smashed into countless stones one by one by the monks of the Evil Dao and the Wild Behemoths.

The low-level cultivators of the evil path were also neatly launching one bō after another spell attacks, continuing to attack the magic circle.

On the stone wall, the pressure on the defensive array of the six factions was unprecedentedly strong, and it was faint

He was also extremely nervous.

One by one, the spirit equipment troops of the six factions shot out one after another fire snakes neatly, which were used to intercept iron-armored corpses and beast groups, or to defuse the opponent's spell attacks. Because they took on the main attack firepower, the spirit equipment troops were attacking almost all the time, and the consumption of the middle-grade fire spirit stones was extremely large, and in the blink of an eye, less than half of them were left.

The other disciples of the six factions cast spells to target those iron-armored corpses and savage beasts that posed a threat to the Great Array.

In the sky, in mid-air, and above the ground, fierce battles broke out everywhere.

The sè sè sparkled and burst, and all kinds of voices rang out, and the scene was both neat and tidy, but overall it was very chaotic.

At this time, almost everyone was directly involved in the war, each of them was busy and cautious, and few people paid attention to the whole situation.

Zhao Di is one of them.

He knew very well that there was not much respite that the Qing Sè Dapeng and the palace saintess had won for the six factions.

Zhao Di spewed out the Dream Glass Sword, and his left hand continued to shoot one trick after another on the sword body, making the Dream Glass Sword turn into three and three into nine, until the sky was full of the purple sword shadow of the Dream Glass Sword, slashing towards the early Yuan Infant cultivator of the Demon Star Sect from all directions.

At the same time, his right hand also kept flicking his five fingers, shooting out a series of purple sword lights, or five fingers grasping falsely, conjuring up a purple sè giant palm, attacking the opponent together.

After doing this, he still didn't stay, the spiritual power in his body flowed rapidly, and a large amount of hún yuan qi gushed out of his body, condensing into five purple dragons seven or eight zhang long under his control, roaring several times, and killing the other party with teeth and claws. At the same time, he rubbed his hands, and a thick purple light gathered in the palm of his hand, which was the Hún Yuan Shen Light.

Zhao Di pulled his hands and stretched the Hún Yuan Shenguang into the form of a purple sè light spear that was inches thick and two feet long, and then flicked it hard, and the purple sè light spear shot towards the opponent like a meteor, and the last shot came first, attacking the opponent before the purple sè dragon.

The square-faced middle-aged monk of the Demon Star Sect in the early stage of the Yuan Infant originally only had the idea of only defending and not attacking and delaying time, but at this time, when he saw Zhao Di continuously unleashing several amazing attack methods in the almost blink of an eye, his heart was terrified, and his defensive movements were also extremely fast.

He spit out a delicate gourd of an inch size, which skyrocketed to the size of a zhang xu in a blink of an eye, the whole body was black and shiny, and a thick black gas gushed out from the mouth of the gourd, and a black cloud was formed in an instant, and the gourd of zhang xu became as white as jade. The square-faced monk hurried towards the black cloud with both hands, manipulating it to turn into a black cloud barrier, protecting himself so that even his body was obscured and unrecognizable.

Although the defense ability of this black cloud is amazing, the middle-aged man is still not at ease, and the two-sided token, one white and one black, is sacrificed, turned into the size of a zhangxu, and protects himself one after the other.

After sacrificing the magic weapon, the middle-aged man let out a low cry, and his hands beat continuously at an extremely fast speed, turning the clumps of black gas into small black snakes of a certain inch thickness, which rushed out of the black clouds and greeted the purple dragon.

At this time, the black sè yuan infant in his sleeve, that is, the old man yuan ying who had just been destroyed, also manipulated the two bronze mirrors and shot out two black lights, facing the purple sè light spear with the most amazing momentum.

Almost in a period of time without breathing, both of them arranged several powerful offensive and defensive means, and at this time, countless purple sword shadows took the lead in stabbing above the black cloud, but after they were a few feet deeper, there was no sound.

Immediately, the purple sword light and the purple hand transformed into the black cloud also attacked the black cloud, but all of them were deep into the black cloud, and there was no follow-up, obviously, the opponent's black cloud was extremely defensive, and it was difficult for the general spiritual power attack to have obvious results.

The purple light spear had the strongest momentum, and it contained a powerful Hún Yuan Shen Light power, and finally pierced a hole in the black cloud that was a few feet in size and a few feet deep, but at this time, two black lights shot out, and the purple light spear was stunned in the black light, and after a while, countless cracks appeared with the black light, and then turned into countless fragments and shattered.

The five purple sè dragons were entangled with countless black sè small snakes, and as soon as the claws grabbed and patted, one black sè was scattered into a cloud of black gas, but the number of black snakes far exceeded that of the dragon dozens of times. One by one, the black snakes scurried and bit wildly on the body of the purple dragon, and also scattered bursts of purple qi.

Zhao Dizheng yù unleashed another powerful attack, at this time, the middle-aged man frantically pointed at the white jade gourd, and punched one trick after another, the latter turned around the mouth of the gourd, and an invisible wind rolled up, actually inhaling a whole purple dragon and a large amount of purple qi into the gourd, and the gourd also became purple sè all over.

There was a muffled sound from the gourd, and then countless arrows turned into purple qi came out from the mouth of the gourd, and shot towards Zhao Di intensively.

"Huh" Hún Motoko saw this scene and snorted softly.

Zhao Di frowned, the other party's magic weapon could absorb all kinds of spiritual energy and demonic qi and transform them into his own use, which was really difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, the spiritual power absorbed and released by this gourd at a time was limited, but it could not pose a threat to him.

Under his command, Ice Wind Jiao opened his mouth, and a stream of extremely cold white gas erupted, blocking the rain of purple arrows.

Seeing that ordinary means could no longer pose a threat to the other party, Bai Xia flashed, and Zhao Di had an extra golden piercing bow and a golden arrow in his hand.

Zhao Di stretched out his bow and set up arrows, and countless golden sè spiritual light converged from the high-grade golden spirit stone that pierced the Jiao bow to the golden sè arrow, and the latter immediately shone with a dazzling golden light, and then turned into a golden sè meteor and shot towards the black cloud where the other party was hiding.

At the same time, Zhao Di's mind moved, and the Dream Glass Sword exuded a strong purple light, and followed the golden arrow.

Bingfeng Jiao received the order, swung his tail lightly, and waited for the opportunity to move at any time.

Unlike the flaming bows used by low-ranking monks, which were rough and clumsy, taking several breaths to shoot each arrow, the piercing bow was so well-made that it launched a powerful attack almost instantaneously.

The middle-aged man in the black cloud, seeing the power of the golden arrow, was horrified in his heart, and drove the black cloud around him, trying to avoid being shot to the center by it.

With a "boom", a huge explosion sounded, and immediately, the Ice Wind Jiao mysteriously disappeared in place.

(2nd Update)