Although the monks of the Qingtian Sect knew about Ying Jiao's existence, no one had ever fought against Ying Jiao, so no one knew what this snake demon was capable of.
Until now!
Showing weakness to the enemy, after luring the Qingtian Sect monks dozens of feet away, Yingjiao suddenly showed its power. It had been so ineffective before and just wanted to draw the enemy out of the protective range of the formation.
Several bolts of thunder fell, and the attacks of the cultivators stopped. Ying Jiao finally had a chance to breathe. It opened its mouth, aimed at the stream of imperial weapons that were densely surrounding it, and sprayed out a mouthful of green snake mist.
A cry of surprise rang out, and the military cultivators and ghost cultivators who were using their weapons to kill the enemy were horrified to find that the connection between themselves and the envoy's spiritual weapon had been cut off.
The reason why monks can control weapons is because after reaching the seventh level of cultivation, they can control the spiritual power out of the body. They can store the spiritual power in those spiritual weapons in advance, and use them when needed to control them. This is the control of weapons, of course.
, this is the method used by Lingxi Realm monks to control weapons. After the monks are strong enough, the monks will generate spiritual thoughts, and then there will be no need to go to such trouble. Those Shenhai Realm major cultivators directly use spiritual thoughts to control weapons, and their power is even more powerful.
Stronger and more flexible.
Therefore, the key to the spiritual weapon of a monk in the Lingxi Realm is to control the spiritual power stored in the spiritual weapon.
But the green snake mist is so corrosive that even the Qingtian Sect's protective array can't withstand it. What's more, these spiritual weapons of different qualities, the moment they are wrapped in the snake mist, the contents stored in those spiritual weapons
The spiritual power was eroded to some extent, and the connection between the monk and the spiritual weapon was naturally severed.
Ding, clang, and dense sounds rang out, and the spiritual weapons all over the sky fell like dumplings. This time, at least hundreds of spiritual weapons were out of control.
Ying Jiao sprayed out a few more mouthfuls of snake mist, and even more dumplings were poured out.
The spiritual weapons that were lucky enough not to be corroded by the snake mist were withdrawn one after another at the urging of their masters, how could they dare to be so arrogant in front of it?
The incident of the rabbit rising and the ray falling made it difficult for the Qingtian Sect's legal cultivators to cast spells for a while, and the weapons of the military cultivators and ghost cultivators also lost their deterrence. In other words, the Qingtian Sect's method of long-distance killing of enemies was directly curbed.
Zou Qi's mind buzzed, and he felt a chill rushing straight to Tianling Gai.
Ying Jiao lowered his head, his green snake eyes flashing with cruel light. He swung his body slightly, and the huge snake tail slapped towards the body cultivators blocking the front like a wall.
The physical cultivators have been preparing for a long time. Qi and blood are surging on the surface of each body. The defensive weapons in their hands are shining brightly. They are standing tall and steady as mountains.
With a bang...
The light of the spiritual weapon dimmed greatly, and some defensive spiritual weapons of insufficient quality were turned into fragments and flew into the air. Flying together, there were also several figures of physical cultivators, all of whom were spitting blood in mid-air.
, looking depressed.
Only a few ninth-level body cultivators blocked this violent blow, but they couldn't stop retreating and their whole bodies were shaking violently.
The attack from a ferocious creature like Ying Jiao was simply not something they could withstand. If it weren't for the overwhelming number of people, the attack just now would have killed several of them on the spot.
It wasn't over yet. After Ying Jiao struck, the long snake's tail rose high again and crashed down into the crowd.
Those who were quick enough to see the opportunity had already run away, while those who were slow to see the opportunity were directly smashed to the point of being smashed to pieces, and died miserably.
Ying Jiao counterattacked, and with just a few blows, the Qingtian Sect's formation was disrupted. The snake's tail rose and fell again and again, and someone died with every blow.
It seemed that it was not too satisfying. The snake's head reached down and bit the body of a soldier who was leaping high. Amidst the terrified screams of the soldier, it bit his body into two pieces.
Blood spurted out from the snake's mouth. The visual impact of this scene was so strong that many monks lost their minds on the spot.
Being struck to death by Ying Jiao's thunder and smashed by his tail was nothing, but being bitten to death by such a bloody mouth was too terrifying.
"Run!" Someone couldn't bear it and shouted.
"Who is shouting!" Zou Qi, with red eyes, was furious. If the scene was not too chaotic, he would find the guy shouting and kill him. It is so abominable to shake people's hearts at such a critical moment, "No one can
Run! The magic cultivator quickly casts the spell, the military cultivator and the ghost cultivator raise the talisman, and the physical cultivator follows me to resist it!"
He was originally commanding from the rear, but at this moment he didn't care too much and rushed forward, because he knew that if he, the guardian, did not do anything, his own formation would be completely chaotic, and it would be even more impossible by then.
Resist Ying Jiao's killing.
Ying Jiao is indeed strong, but Qingtian Sect has hundreds of monks, so he is not a soft persimmon that can be easily pinched.
Seeing Zou Qidu personally going into battle, the panicked monks slowly stabilized themselves. The magicians finally got rid of the disturbance of the power of thunder. Spiritual energy surged around their bodies, and their spells were fired again.
The military cultivators and ghost cultivators who lost their royal weapons also began to take out their spiritual talismans.
A group of cultivators headed by Zou Qi stood in front of Ying Jiao, silently enduring its wrath.
Looking from a distance, in front of the huge snake body, there are tiny ant-like figures scattered in a wide area. Colorful rays of light continue to strike from the rear, making the Yingjiao scream incessantly. The scene is spectacular.
I have to say that Zou Qi is indeed an amazing guy. In such a situation, he rushed out decisively and took the lead, preventing his own momentum from collapsing. But after paying a considerable price, the situation was really overturned by the Qingtian Sect monks.
Stabilized!
Being able to sit on the position of a sect's resident envoy is certainly not for free.
After the spiritual talisman was used up, those soldiers, ghost cultivators and so on also rushed forward with their spiritual weapons, and under the cover of the physical cultivators, they kept hacking at Ying Jiao's body, even though Ying Jiao's casual blow could kill them.
Without a burial place, they had no hesitation.
Ying Jiao's snake scales have extremely strong protective power and are as hard as steel, but no matter how strong the protection is, they cannot stop the fearless attacks of the angry monks.
The casualties of the Qingtian Sect monks were increasing, but so were Ying Jiao's injuries. The huge snake had dense wounds on its body, and many of its scales had fallen off.
If this situation continues, the attacking Ying Jiao may really be repulsed, but it is unrealistic for the Qingtian Sect's monks to kill it, because if they sense something is wrong, Ying Jiao will definitely escape.
Single-handedly facing off against a sect of hundreds of monks, many of whom were at the eighth or ninth level, Ying Jiao was indeed the strongest monster in the Lingxi battlefield.
Even if Xiao Hui comes over, he can't do better than it.
But the situation will definitely not develop like this.
Just when the Qingtian Sect's morale was at its peak, the figure of a large ship suddenly came into view. The large ship was flying in mid-air, dozens of feet above the ground. The speed was not too fast, but it was definitely not slow either.
The bow of the big ship was engraved with a pattern that was familiar to the Qingtian Sect monks.
That pattern represents Silver Light Island!
On the deck, Luo Fu's figure was clearly visible.
The people from Silver Light Island are here!
Standing on the deck, Luo Fu urged spiritual power to pour into his eyes, watching the battle outside Qingtian Sect's station from a distance, and found that it was indeed the same message that Hao Ren sent back in real time. He was overjoyed and couldn't help laughing:
"God is really helping me, Qingtian Sect...will you die now?"
Behind him stood a group of monks from Silver Light Island, all gearing up.
Zou Qi, who was taking the lead, turned green.
The station was being attacked by Ying Jiao, and the monks under his sect suffered heavy casualties. At this critical moment, the archenemy Yinguang Island suddenly came with his clan. There was no worse news in the world than this.
The Zongmen Mine was attacked last night, and he felt that Yinguang Island had done something about it. He originally planned to send people to investigate the situation after dawn, but before he could take action, Ying Jiao attacked. Zou Qi was unable to take care of him, so he could only
Deal with the immediate trouble first.
Now it seems that last night was indeed a good thing done by Yinguang Island. They must have been waiting for an opportunity in the dark. At this moment, they finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Does Ying Jiao's attack have something to do with Yinguang Island?
Zou Qi didn't know. If it was related, it would be terrible. But if it didn't matter, it could only be said that the Qingtian Sect was very unlucky!
"Return to the station!" Zou Qi roared wildly while avoiding Ying Jiao's fierce blow. However, the strong impact still knocked his body away, and he fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
To deal with Yingjiao alone, Qingtian Sect may still have the strength to fight, but if Yinguang Island also joins in the fun, it can't show off.
Almost at the moment he gave the order, another opening was opened in the protective formation. The legal cultivators at the rear hurriedly withdrew, followed by the ghost cultivators and soldiers, and finally the physical cultivators.
Ying Jiao was already fierce because of his injury. How could he let the people of Qingtian Sect retreat safely? When the monks retreated, the power of thunder came from its flesh horns again, and it struck down one after another, killing the entire sect-protecting formation.
A river of blood flowed from the front.
In less than a stick of incense, the Qingtian Sect suffered nearly a hundred casualties, which shows the ferocious power of Yingjiao.
After blasting out these thunderbolts, Ying Jiao's momentum slumped a lot. It seemed that he had consumed a lot of energy, and he could not use the power of the thunder without restraint.
The formation re-closed, and Ying Jiao, who was pursuing, was once again blocked outside the light curtain. He rushed madly, with wounds on his body split open and dripping with blood.
On the other side, under the command of Luo Fu, the oncoming Yinguang Island ship blatantly passed over Yingjiao and the Qingtian Sect's station. Under the desperate gazes of many Qingtian Sect monks, it landed from the other side.
One after another figures stepped off the big ship, and in the blink of an eye they gathered into a lineup of hundreds of people.
Everyone in the Qingtian Sect looked even more desperate.
Ying Jiao was still charging into the formation, spitting out snake mist from time to time, and his thirst for scale armor had an almost unsolvable obsession.
The Qingtian Sect alone cannot stop it, not to mention that the people from Silver Light Island are also coming at this moment. Once they take action and attack from both sides with Ying Jiao, the Qingtian Sect's formation will collapse even faster.
"Luo Fu, did you bring Ying Jiao?"
In the formation, Zou Qi, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and looking extremely embarrassed, looked at Luo Fu with blazing eyes through a light curtain and asked.
Luo Fu chuckled and said: "How can we, Yinguang Island, have such great ability? It's just the right time, the right time."