By the time the evil cultivator army dared to come to support, the Daomen had already withdrawn into the large array and began to defend it strictly.

Daomen won the first battle, as soon as the news spread, their morale was greatly boosted, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement that could not be concealed, although there were casualties, but compared to the other party, it was simply a small thing, and it was not worth mentioning.

The cultivators of the evil sect are not fools, after suffering such a big loss, they will naturally not easily disperse the personnel, and the remaining more than 800,000 troops will join forces to attack this big array, and this big loss must be made up.

Such a large legion combined to attack a large array, it will only take ten days at most, and the formation will definitely be broken.

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In the hidden array of Daomen Ancestors, more than 20 Ancestors smiled one by one, and praised the tactics and strategies of these juniors, and they welcomed a lottery as soon as the battle began, which was a good momentum.

In the high altitude directly above the Nameless Canyon, there was a silver mirror the size of a pot lid quietly suspended there, and in the hidden array gathered by all the ancestors, there was also a silver mirror that was exactly the same as it, suspended in front of the ancestors.

As long as the divine sense is probed into the silver mirror, within a radius of thousands of miles centered on the nameless canyon, even a single grass and tree will be in full view.

On the other side, in the hidden array of the evil sect ancestors, several of the ancestors were scolding, and the character of the evil sect exercises was moody, cruel and irritable, and this time it was even more violent.

"What a bunch of fools! I can't even see through such a superficial scheme, I really don't know how they survived in the Immortal Cultivation Realm to this day!"

"What does Brother Chen mean by this! The one who suffered the most casualties in the battle just now was the disciple of my Poison Cloud Sect, you are shouting here, does it mean that you are also a fool!" This ancestor in the middle of the Sixth Dao was already on fire in his belly, and when he heard another person scolding, the anger in his heart burst out of his head, and a killing intent suddenly spread.

As the saying goes, it doesn't matter to oneself, and the dead friends don't die in the poor, and some of the ancestors of the sect who have not suffered losses gloat, hoping that these two people will fight to the death, and some people are more 'kind', and they did not avoid hurting their innocents, so they were immediately dissuaded.

"If you two have any dissatisfaction, don't fight here, otherwise it will affect the battle situation, and the Holy Emperor will not think about your feelings. A middle-aged man with green hair said coldly.

The two of them, who were still tense, suddenly calmed down when they heard the words 'Holy Emperor'.

Then I thought. It is really unwise to make enemies with the same rank because of the death and injury of a group of sect disciples.

Since the disciples in the sect were basically dead and wounded, there was no need to stay any longer, so this ancestor said goodbye and left this hidden array.

And that one also felt that he had lost face, and after a while, he also left one after another.

The rest of the ancestors didn't take it seriously, in their opinion, even if they suffered a big loss in the first battle, the overall situation would not change, and it was only a matter of time before they won this battle.

They can have this idea, it is because the routine of the Daomen has been figured out, and it is enough to suffer such a big loss once, if they are tricked again, it will really be the sun hitting the west and coming out.

After the ancestors of the Dao Sect were overjoyed, their faces gradually dimmed, and now that all the eighteen camps were exposed, as long as the other party condensed into a mass and broke through, the odds of winning this battle were still pitiful.

It is almost impossible to turn the situation around with a few monks with superior strength, and these ancestors know this.

These ancestors understand it, and Bian Shijie and others also understand it.

Although the counterattack launched by relying on the large array will cause certain casualties to the other party, it is still quite limited after all, and the besieged camp array will break sooner or later, which makes his face as a commander can't help but have a layer of sadness.

In the large array, ten huge warships took turns to inspire hundreds of mana light pillars, and the effect was relatively obvious at first, but after the opponent had a defense, it was basically difficult to receive any results.

If you continue to fight back like this, it will be in vain.

Hundreds of Jindan monks from the Daomen gathered together again to discuss countermeasures.

They had expected this result before, and the countermeasure was to constantly harass them from the periphery, and eliminate them little by little by peeling off the cocoon.

However, the actual effect was very unsatisfactory, and the other party simply ignored the harassment tactics, or sent several times as many monks to pursue, and returned immediately after chasing for dozens of miles. Either you just don't move, or just wait for the rabbit.

In the vicinity of the eighth camp, the evil cultivator army has set up a number of formations, and the last batch of waves that went to harass them fell into the ambush of the other party, and as a result, they suffered a small loss, and three major cultivators fell.

"Since you are destined to not be able to hold the eighth camp, why not detonate the big formation, it is much stronger than being broken by the other party, right?"

In the noisy lobby, everyone suddenly stopped discussing, and after hearing the words, they looked for prestige, only to see Bai Chu sitting there with an indifferent face, his expression was flat, as if he hadn't said anything just now.

It wasn't surprising that he had this thought, because he had done it before, and the effect was very ideal, and it shook the entire True Martial Kingdom and several nearby immortal cultivation realms.

The huge power of the magic circle after detonation is enough to flatten the radius around the magic circle for more than ten miles, even if those Jindan evil cultivators can successfully escape, but what about those low-level disciples?

Don't forget, these low-level disciples are the main force to break the formation!

"Yan Jun is really not in vain, although this method is a little cruel, but it is indeed a good strategy, the loss of a large array is nothing to this big battle, even if it does not achieve the expected effect, it can make the other party a little jealous, and will never dare to attack our camp so unscrupulously. A mid-stage overhaul of the Heavenly Gate burst out with a ball of light in his eyes, and then echoed sincerely.

Soon a few people agreed, feeling that this method was practical and feasible, and it was also the best choice to solve the current dilemma.

However, in the case of no one presiding over the large array, nearly a million monks attacked, and under the combined attack of the magic weapon specially used to attack the formation, it could only last for a pillar of incense at most, and with the continuous strong attack on the large array, its power will continue to decline, and the power after the self-explosion is very limited.

Therefore, the first time to detonate the large array, the effect will be the best, but in this way, the hundred monks who preside over the large array will not have enough time to return through the teleportation array, and when they leave safely, the power of the large array's self-explosion will also plummet a lot, which is no different from helping the other party break the formation. (To be continued.) )