Chapter 306: The Great War of Good and Evil (12) The Great War of the Nine Factions

Hundreds of miles west of the Kuanglu Mountains, at the junction of the Golden Flame Country and the Wu Phosphorus Country, there is a small river about 100 zhang wide, because the water of this river leads to the Black Water Lake, so the locals call it the Black Water River, in fact, although the river water is not crystal clear, but it is by no means a black sè.

On this day, tens of thousands of monks gathered on both sides of the Heishui River, from the Qi Refining Period to the Yuan Infant Stage, not a few

The Demon Star Sect and the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect cultivators of the Evil Dao Alliance are on the west bank of the Heishui River, while the Seven Great Sects of Immortal Cultivation of the Golden Flame Country are located in the east of the Heishui River.

After a stalemate between the two sides for a moment, they didn't know which side would make the first move, and suddenly they started fighting with amazing momentum.

On the ground on the east bank of the Heishui River, a protective magic array flashed, and groups of monks in the foundation building period and the qi refining period hid in the magic array, and according to the command of the elders of the sect, they cast powerful spells one after another, and attacked the other side of the river one after another.

Long-distance combat, these low-level monks' magic weapons are difficult to manipulate skillfully, and their power is also very average, if they fight in close quarters and lose the cover of the high-level magic array, these low-level disciples are undoubtedly cannon fodder-like existence in front of the monks of the Yudan period.

At this time, spells can come in handy, although the casting time is longer, but it can be far, although the power of a single body is not high, but thousands of monks work together, the power is also very amazing.

Countless fireballs, golden blades, blue lights, blue pillars and other spiritual power attacks crossed the Heishui River in pieces, and densely smashed on the opposite side of the black or gray defensive light mask, shaking the black light or gray light that the light mask hit.

And on the west bank of the Heishui River, under the light shield of several black sè, there were also groups of low-level monks, under the command of the monks of the Yudan period, they cast spells one after another, and the black qi gathered in the sky above the light mask, and soon formed a black Jiao with black qi tumbling.

The size of the black Jiao became larger and larger under the continuous injection of black qi. When it was more than thirty zhang in size, the black Jiao raised its head and let out a roar of a dragon's groan, shattering the various spell aura that kept hitting one by one, and then rushed to the east bank, and attacked the protective light shield with different faces, but it was quickly destroyed by the dense spell aura.

Although the attacks of the low-level monks were huge and majestic, they were all protected by defensive circles, and the casualties were extremely small.

The truly tragic battle took place hundreds of feet above the Heishui River.

This is the site of the Great War of the Nine Factions and the Monk Period.

All kinds of magic weapons, all kinds of secret techniques, different aura, noisy and noisy all kinds of crashing, banging, shouting and shouting are intertwined, and occasionally there is an astonishing scream that the monk made before he died

Some monks, relying on their good strength, fought alone, shuttling back and forth in the battlefield, often attacking with magic weapons and taking the enemy's life; some monks held together in groups of threes and twos, cooperated tacitly, attacked and defended each other, and gained the upper hand for a while; while others were in a critical situation and took the opportunity to choose a way to flee when they were struggling to meet the enemy.

Although the monks of the Yudan period escaped with all their might, the speed was extremely fast and it was easy to save their lives, but occasionally some people fell into the enemy's encirclement, caught off guard, and died on the spot.

Further up, at a height of more than 1,000 zhang on both sides of the Heishui River, there was a group of people, staring coldly at the magnificent and tragic scene in front of them.

They were all Yuan-infancy-level monks, and because they were afraid of each other's strength, they didn't dare to make a move with each other, but instead became spectators of this big battle.

Among the seven factions, there are ten Yuan Infant Stage monks here, and one of them is a Yuan Infant Middle Stage cultivator.

On the opposite side, there were twelve monks from the two evil sects, and there were two more in the middle of the Yuan Infant, who obviously had a slight upper hand.

"Make the Jade Fairy, Zhao Daoyou of your sect is extremely strong, why didn't he appear at this critical juncture?" said Fairy Yueyue with a smile, her tone faintly accusatory.

"Yes, in this big battle, everyone is unwilling to rush thousands of miles away, Zhao Daoyou is close to Taixumen, but he doesn't appear, it's a little unreasonable," the monk surnamed Miao from Bailingmen also said with dissatisfaction.

"Senior Brother Zhao has his own important matter, you will know this matter if you ask Ling Daoyou" Although Fairy Lang Yu smiled slightly, his tone said lightly.

"Yes, Zhao Daoyou shoulders the heavy responsibility of the Seven Sects, and it is even more dangerous than us at this time, this matter is very important, you don't need to ask more," Ling Mu Fengshen sank and said coldly.

The rest of the people hit a nail and had to give up.

"Ah" Fairy Invite Moon suddenly screamed in pain, and then above the pretty, there was a god full of grief and anger

Everyone followed her gaze, and saw that among the monks of the Yudan period who were fighting below, there was a peerless girl who was a sè Tianxiang who was hit by a fierce and vicious gray-robed man in the late stage of Yudan, and was hit with a skull bone staff, and the fragrance disappeared instantly.

This girl is one of the most beloved disciples of the Inviting Moon Fairy, and now she has died tragically, and the Inviting Fairy is angry, and she can't wait to rush down and break the murderer's body into thousands of pieces

"Although it is a pity that the Moon Fairy is angry about this matter, it is also expected. There will always be many juniors who will fall in this war. Ling Mufeng hurriedly persuaded.

"Yes, this battle is a life-and-death battle for our seven factions, if we fail, we can only leave our homeland, and the chance of future development is very small. But for the other side, it is not indispensable. In terms of morale, we have broken the cauldron and taken the lead, so as long as we work hard to support it, after the other party can't bear the loss, we will naturally retreat" The Jade Fairy also persuaded from the side, and while speaking, she couldn't help but cast her concerned eyes on those monks of the Taixu Sect.

A middle-aged monk who was wielding a cold sword stood side by side with a pretty girl, attacking and defending with each other, cooperating tacitly. The middle-aged man relied on the powerful ice power attached to the ice sword to force back one strong enemy after another and even seriously injured him, while the girl concentrated on protection, manipulating two handkerchief-like defensive magic weapons to protect the two of them.

Liu Yingying didn't appear here, and the Jade Fairy didn't know what the relationship between her and Zhao Di was, so she didn't dare to let this woman have an accident, so she deliberately arranged for her to guard the mountain gate in the sect.

In the stalemate and vigorous battle, there was a special movement on the west bank of the Heishui River.

One after another, the tall and unusually tall corpses covered in thick black iron armor poured out of the large array behind the Ten Thousand Corpses Gate, and they crossed the river in great strides, and were about to rush towards the east bank.

There are hundreds of these refining corpses, each of them has a cultivation above the foundation building period, and the iron armor on their bodies is also very defensive, and a few low-level spells hit it, and it doesn't work at all.

"Iron Armored Corpse" Ling Mufeng exclaimed in his heart: "The Ten Thousand Corpse Gate is actually willing to use even the treasure of the Town Gate, it seems that this time it is determined to defeat our seven factions in one fell swoop."

"What should I do, if these extremely hard iron-armored corpses are allowed to walk in front of the magic circle, rush up, and break the magic circle alive, I'm afraid that all the low-level disciples inside will be destroyed," said the Jade Fairy anxiously.

"Order those disciples of the Dan Period, half of them fight with the cultivators of the same level, only defend and not attack, and fight and retreat, and the other half deal with these iron-armored corpses first" Ling Mufeng's mind turned sharply, and he instantly had a feasible way for the time being.

Everyone knew that this could only suspend the situation, but because there was no better plan, they could only give the order immediately.

When the monks of the Seven Sects heard the order, they immediately withdrew to the east, some continued to resist the pursuing evil monks, and some of them launched a fierce offensive and slaughtered the ironclad corpses one by one.

The low-level disciples in the circle also changed their attack targets after receiving the order, and they all struck at the rows of terrifying refining corpses that were striding forward.

With a loud "boom", countless fireballs hit an iron-armored corpse at the same time, instantly blasting the corpse into countless fragments.

With a "click", the magic weapon of a monk in the middle stage of Baiqiaomen was abnormally sharp, and he easily split an iron-armored corpse in half, and he was about to manipulate the magic weapon to continue to destroy more iron-armored corpses, but two gray-clothed monks attacked and were forced to fight.

"Bang" "Bang" Countless slamming sounds sounded, and more and more iron-armored corpses walked into front of the light mask, raised a giant fist like a hammer, and smashed it on the light mask.

The monks of the Seven Sects did not have the upper hand in the first place, and at this time, they had to be distracted to deal with the iron-armored corpse, and the scene suddenly became very tense.

A series of screams came, and in just half a stick of incense, three or five monks of the Yudan period died tragically.

"If this continues, the losses of our seven factions will be even more painful," Fairy Yue said anxiously.

The Lanyue Sect is dominated by female cultivators, and due to the different exercises and magic weapons, female cultivators are often slightly inferior in battles with male monks of the same rank.

Since the start of the war, she has seen three female cultivators of the Lanyue Sect dying at the hands of the evil monks, which is undoubtedly a huge disaster for the Lanyue Sect, which is not very powerful

"Hold on for a while, hold on for a while," Ling Mufeng muttered, not knowing whether to say it to Fairy Invite Moon or to himself.

The situation on the field is becoming more and more unfavorable to the Seven Factions, and to add insult to injury, there are many ironclad corpses pouring out of the camp of the Ten Thousand Corpse Gate

Looking at more and more iron-armored corpses, a trace of despair flashed in the eyes of a monk in the Yuqing Gate, but at this time, there were two evil monks who quietly attacked from behind.

"There is no other way, I will wait for ten people, let's also participate in the battle together," the old man Ling Mufeng suddenly said loudly with his eyes shrinking and his face sinking.

"War, of course, is extremely difficult to win, but if you don't fight, you will definitely lose. For now, there is only one war"

The old man glanced deeply at everyone and added.

(3rd Update)