At this moment, black spots suddenly appeared on the sky directly in front of the Wuyue Sect army, growing in number and size. They were like streaks of escaping light, speeding towards here.
The number of escaping lights is astonishing. In the blink of an eye, they are densely packed all over the sky, with a total of 20,000 to 30,000 people.
For a time, this side of the sky was covered by it!
"What's going on? The information is wrong?" Everyone in Wuyue Sect was shocked.
According to the intelligence, the alliance army was divided into three groups, but now they seemed to be united together, and they were rushing towards this place in a mighty manner.
"Everyone listen to the order, maintain the formation, and retreat steadily!" Xi Zheng shouted loudly, leading the Xi family monks to retreat back.
The enemy's situation was seriously inconsistent with the intelligence. Facing so many enemies, if the Xi family fought head-on, they would suffer too many casualties.
Seeing that something was wrong, Ni Mu and Lord Xieyan hurriedly led their troops to fly towards the front of the Wuyue Sect army to support Xizheng.
The speed of the Yunhuang Alliance's escaping light was extremely fast. Ni Mu and Lord Xieyan's men had just driven to the front, but before they could gain a firm foothold, countless escaping lights flew towards them.
Densely packed magic weapons and spells came out and hit the three monks of Wuyue Sect on the head.
Xi Zheng cursed in his heart the incompetence of the spies sent out, and hurriedly raised a large yellow flag with several yellow clouds embroidered on the flag.
Thick yellow clouds emerged out of thin air, covering hundreds of feet nearby.
Xi Dongliu, Xi Lin and other Nascent Soul stage monks also rushed to the front, each launching a defense to protect the juniors behind.
Nearly a hundred rays of light hit Huang Yun, and Xi Zheng tensed up, preparing to withstand the impact.
However, the yellow cloud only trembled slightly, far less intense than imagined.
The rest of the Xi family also looked surprised. The situation on their side was the same. Most of the incoming attacks shattered and disappeared like bubbles as soon as they hit their defense.
"Most of these Yunhuang Alliance monks are illusions!" Xizheng shouted hurriedly with a layer of fluorescence appearing in his eyes.
After hearing this, all the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Xi family suddenly realized.
No wonder so many monks appeared suddenly and silently, it turned out to be fake.
It's just that these illusions are so realistic that they can be hidden from their consciousness?
At this moment, large white rays of light appeared in the void on the left and right sides, and countless escaping lights emerged from them. The number was no less than the escaping lights coming from the front.
The three torrents of escaping light were like floods bursting through embankments, rushing directly into the army led by Xizheng, Ni Mu, and Lord Xieyan!
The three armies of the Wu Yue Sect were overwhelmed by the previous formation, and some people were panicking. Although Xi Zheng was able to defeat the tricks played by the Yunhuang Alliance, unfortunately, their morale had been greatly affected.
The three armies were thrown into chaos and were about to collapse completely.
Above the black hall in the depths of Wuyue Sect, a silhouette of a person appeared, and the figure of Lord Jiuyin appeared out of thin air. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and clicked the secret formula.
Dense purple runes suddenly appeared on the surface of the black hall below, flickering and dimming, looking mysterious and abnormal.
As Lord Jiuyin raised both hands, several more magic spells disappeared in a flash and disappeared into the hall.
The black hall shuddered, and suddenly the buzzing sound continued. Countless Dou Da runes surged out from everywhere, bursting out one after another and turning into billowing black mist. In an instant, a sea of black mist was formed, covering Jiuyin.
The Venerable was submerged, his figure looming in the sea of mist.
The magic formula in Master Jiuyin's hand changed. He opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. It condensed into a blood mass the size of an egg in front of him. As it swirled, it suddenly and silently shattered into a cloud of blood mist.
Blend into the surrounding fog.
The originally dark and ink-like sea of mist was filled with blood and light, and continued to shrink with Venerable Jiuyin as the center during the rolling process. It became thicker and thicker, and soon condensed into a black ball only about ten feet in size.
As soon as the black ball was formed, it was shot towards the battlefield ahead and soon appeared above the armies of both sides.
"Not good!" Tianyinzi shouted secretly somewhere in the Yunhuang Alliance army.
But before he could make any reaction, there was a "bang" sound, and the black ball exploded with a deafening sound. The billowing black mist covered the sky and the sun in the blink of an eye, like a group of black clouds, covering Wu Yue's teachings.
The three armies and the three monks from the Yunhuang Alliance were all overwhelmed.
Everyone barely had time to react when their vision went dark and fell into a black mist. Not only could they not see the people around them, they could not even distinguish between east, west, north and south.
"Illusion..." Seeing this, Tianyinzi turned his hand and took out a golden giant bell magic weapon, and poured his magic power and spiritual consciousness into it.
clang……
A huge sound wave spread, which not only contained extremely powerful mana, but also powerful spiritual power. Wherever the sound wave passed, the black clouds quickly became thinner.
At the same time, other Yuanying stage monks also used their magical powers to try to break the black cloud illusion.
The characteristic of the black cloud illusion is that its attack range is extremely wide, but its power is not great. It was quickly and completely dispelled and everyone recovered.
The monks from both sides were intertwined, and many of them were less than three feet apart.
Without anyone's instructions, a shocking cry of killing suddenly rang out. The monks from both sides fought together, and countless blood mixed with countless broken limbs fell down.
This type of melee without tactics was unacceptable to both the Yunhuang Alliance and the Wuyue Sect. While commanding the battle, they ordered their own monks to form formations to fight and stabilize their positions.
However, the two sides completely fought together, the situation was completely chaotic, and it was not easy to separate. Death screams occurred one after another, and the monks on both sides died quickly.
Instead of helping, Lord Jiuyin in the distance looked at this scene with a smile.
The black hall below Lord Jiuyin fell to the ground at this moment, and streams of black energy shot out from the black walls, blended into the ground, and extended to the bottom of the battlefield.
The souls of the fallen monks were originally scattered in all directions, but now they all flew downwards, blended into the black air underground, and converged towards the black palace.
But at this moment, black ripples invisible to the naked eye suddenly appeared in the ground and spread from a distance.
Underground far away from the battlefield, Yin Kong and the clone of Xiying who had transformed into Lord Bones were hiding here.
Xiying's clone held up a black pot, which was the soul-suppressing pot, and the rich black light flooded the underground space.
The soul-suppressing bead rotates rapidly, stirring the black light in the space into a huge vortex, and shoots black ripples outward, emitting a force of attraction.
This is another magical power of the soul-suppressing pot besides refining souls. It can collect the scattered souls over a large area.
The soul-collecting effect of the black ripples was obviously better than that of the black palace. Most of the souls were attracted by it and poured into the soul-suppressing pot. The empty soul-suppressing pot quickly filled up.
"It's the right time to come here to collect the soul, right?" Xiying's clone murmured.
"Hehe, congratulations, master, you've reaped the benefits this time." Yinkong Tree Demon said with a smile.
"It's a mixed blessing. The soul-suppressing pot has been activated by me, and I'll leave it to you to activate it. If there's any danger, take this thing and run away immediately without any hesitation."
The demon ordered.
Without the activation of the magic formula, the black light around the soul-suppressing pot dimmed, and the rotation speed of the black vortex also began to slow down.
"Master, why is this?" Yinkong Dryad hurriedly took over, and the situation in the soul-suppressing pot stabilized.
"Just in case." Xiying's clone said expressionlessly.
Xiying's clone had just sensed another force to collect souls, coming from deep within the Wu Yue Sect's army. If she guessed correctly, this move should have been done by Wu Yueshen.
The clone of Xiying recited the mantra, and his body quickly disappeared. This was the art of transforming into void.
She flew upwards and soon reached the ground, looking towards the battlefield.
The monks from the Wuyue Sect and the Yunhuang Alliance were still fighting in a melee, and both sides suffered heavy losses.
The Xi family is located at the core of the battlefield, and more people have fallen than the armies of Ni Mu and Lord Evil Eye.
Xiying's clone pursed her lips tightly, with a complicated look on her face.
But she gritted her teeth and looked away.
My father was stubborn by nature and would not let him experience the deep pain. He would never change his mind and leave the Wuyue Sect, which is a dragon's nest and a tiger's den.
Most of the souls scattered on the battlefield were taken away, and Wu Yueshen quickly discovered the anomaly.
It's just that he is using secret techniques to heal his wounds at the moment, and his soul cannot leave the black hall too far.
"Someone is stealing souls. I guess the smell in this location is familiar... Go and get the magic weapon for collecting souls!" Wu Yueshen's voice sounded in the sea of consciousness of Lord Jiuyin.
Venerable Jiuyin was startled when he heard the words. He looked towards the position indicated by Wu Yueshen and disappeared in a flash.
Xiying's clone stared closely at the battlefield, and at the same time sensed the souls in the soul-suppressing pot, which soon numbered in the hundreds.
Although most of these are the souls of weak monks in the Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Establishment Stage, and rarely those of monks in the Pill Formation Stage, they can add up to a small amount and refine them all, which can also increase a lot of soul power.
"Collecting so many more souls will almost be enough..." Xiying's clone secretly said.
At this moment, a bone-chilling chill suddenly arose in her heart, as if she was being stared at by an ancient giant beast. All the hairs on her body stood up, and she turned over and flew sideways.
Several black lines flew past her back, and her clothes were scratched with several cracks.
Lord Jiuyin appeared behind him at some unknown time, with a look of surprise on his face.
"White Bones? No, you are not White Bones. You just occupied her mana and soul. What a wonderful method. Who are you?" Lord Jiuyin looked at Xiying's clone up and down and asked.
Without any hesitation, Xiying's clone escaped into the ground and flew in the opposite direction of the underground space where Yin Kong was.
"You are a smart man, but do you think you can escape by going underground?" Lord Jiuyin smiled coldly, and disappeared from the place in a blur.
Xiying's clone quickly dived deep into the ground, groaning and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Although she was not hit by those black lights just now, the strange power contained in the black light penetrated into her body, and even the armor of the blood warriors could not resist it, severely injuring her internal organs and damaging her soul.
Fortunately, this Bone Lord was manifested from the armor of a blood figurine and was not a real flesh and blood body, otherwise she would have fallen to the ground.
Xiying's clone activated the blood figurine's armor to repair the body's wounds. At the same time, he turned over his hand and took out a Qingling communication talisman. After saying a few words quickly, he crushed it without hesitation.
