The red-haired monk in black robes appeared above the battlefield.
The purple-black double-horned halberd points to the sky.
He has a green face and fangs, and his red hair is disheveled.
Wearing the black iron uniform, ten small flags hang down from behind like iron banners. Even though thousands of strong winds are blowing and countless winds and frosts are beating, they still cannot be shaken in the slightest. The pressure of the peak Great True Monarch is like a dark cloud covering the sky.
It was more like a dark night when heaven and earth changed, shrouding everyone under his aura.
Take a long breath.
The boundless evil energy formed two tornadoes.
laugh.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The black-red mist was like a vapor that drifted around him. Tushanjun felt more relaxed than ever before.
As his cultivation level gets higher and higher, he becomes more and more cautious in fighting with others. This is all because of the lack of mana, and he can only rely on evil energy to support the battle of exchanging injuries for injuries. In this way, let alone using those large-scale
magic, or a magic domain that is enough to draw 20 to 30% of the mana.
Now, the tide is coming on the ghost sea.
In the middle stage of Taiyi Nascent Soul, he was supported by the Five Elements Spirit Gathering Array behind him, and the Yin Soul Pill restored his mana. Tu Shanjun felt as if the shackles on his body were torn apart by him at this moment, and he felt relaxed!
The old ape in the cassock in his consciousness suddenly stood up and tore up the dark golden cassock on his body. Along with the scratches, the golden armor inside stirred up sparks. The body of the old ape in the cassock, which was originally slightly stooped, stood up straighter. Although
It still doesn't look high, but it seems to stand upright, supporting the vast world.
"The way of viewing has also changed." Tu Shanjun murmured softly.
After so many years, the concepts he had back then have long since become his own, and he has even blazed his own path, no longer sticking to the basic three moves and three styles.
Tushanjun pulled out the small flag from behind.
Throw it into the sky.
The small flag was like a flying dragon. It circled in the sky and returned to its position in an instant. It happened to land on the tenth floor of the outermost layer of Dazhong City.
Each of the ten tall buildings has a high flag placed on it.
In front of this high banner, each stood a Yin God whose appearance could not be seen clearly. It is wrong to say that they are Yin Gods, because each of them has a physical body and looks like a ghost cultivator. Not only does it possess the Yin God,
Infants also have physical bodies, the only difference is that they all seem to be very indifferent, like condescending gods looking down on the world.
Miao He Da Zhenjun immediately flew into the sky and appeared in the sky together with the Beast King to confront Tu Shanjun.
Zhenjun Xingjin quickly comforted everyone:
"Don't panic!"
"We have hundreds of thousands of horses. No matter what formation we use, they will be crushed by us."
"The Peak Great True Lord was injured by the ancestor a long time ago, and he simply cannot display the strength he had in his prime!"
"Form a big formation."
"Fight in coordination with the monks of the Beast Control Sect."
The five Nascent Soul Lords of the Hehuan Sect did not panic, and echoed the two Nascent Souls of the Beast Control Sect. The Beast Yu Sect only seemed to be two Nascent Souls, but in fact, including their accompanying spirit beasts, there were at least double the number.
.And the two Nascent Soul monks from the Beast Control Sect also opened their animal bags and released one after another spiritual beasts.
These spiritual beasts that were originally kept in captivity on the Beast King came one after another.
After a while, a huge army of spiritual beasts formed.
The monks of the Beast Control Sect control three or four spiritual beasts per person. Although the spiritual beasts are not very high in cultivation and cannot compare with ordinary monks, they are still in huge numbers.
It was so dark that it looked like a horde of beasts had gathered. With such an army standing in front, and blessed by the aura of the battle formation, it was like an indestructible copper wall.
…
The monks in the inner city knew that the city could not stop the huge herd of beasts and the monks who formed a battle formation.
Ouyang Yu gritted his teeth.
Even with Jindan Zhenren's cultivation level, he felt afraid in the face of such momentum, and his heart was even more shaken.
After a long time, he suddenly breathed out: "It turns out that the gap between us is so big." Looking at the monks who had occupied most of the land in Dazhong City, he felt extremely powerless.
In the past, it was not that I never thought about fighting against Da Zong, but now it seems that it was really unreasonable at that time.
With Taiyi Sect on their back, Jin'ao Palace's determined assistance, and Yuandao Alliance's support, they are still forced into this situation. How can they win such a war?
Either fight to the death to defeat the enemy, or give up resistance early.
Ouyang Yu didn't know. He didn't know how he could stay calm and sober under such high pressure.
How he wished that someone could direct him and tell him a standard but correct answer, and then he would just move in the direction of the answer without having to think about so many things.
Zhang De never thought that much. As a member of the battleship and a monk of the Taiyi Sect, he must fight to the end.
Even though he had been brought together before, after so many years he had already become a direct descendant. Even though he had not competed with Xu Zhao to become the head of the general affairs, he had no complaints.
He looked back at the disciples of the sect.
The childlike look on many people's faces has not yet faded away. These are the disciples of the sect who are in the late stages of Qi training and are also the sect's young children.
However, war is cruel, and it is impossible to avoid it as long as you are in the center, so they also came to the giant ship and became "parts" on the giant ship.
Maybe there is fear, but more importantly, I am determined.
"I am willing to live and die together with the sect!"
I don't know who shouted.
The sound swept across and formed a wave of air.
…
The Beast King stood on the head of the tiger snake, staring at the green-faced figure walking in the air. His consciousness passed over him over and over again, as if trying to find any trace of bluff in him. For a long time, he roared filial piety: "No.
Maybe, how could you recover so quickly, it was an attack from two giant ships."
His peak Great True Lord's eyesight is still there, and when his spiritual consciousness sweeps away, he can't see any serious injuries on Tushan Lord's body at all, especially the evil energy that fills the sky is still being replenished, making the black man with green face and red hair in front of him
The aura of the robed monk became more and more terrifying, and the pressure seemed to be connected with the heaven and earth.
Miaohe Dazhenjun frowned, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
He also said that someone could recover from his injuries so quickly. Unexpectedly, his words came true. The man in front of him actually recovered from his injuries. It was a miracle that he did not die after being attacked by two giant ships. He is still here less than ten days ago.
Kung fu is fully restored.
He didn't believe it when he told me.
In fact, Tushanjun himself didn’t believe it either.
Because his injury has not fully recovered, but it will be a matter of time.
The reason why he took action so early was entirely because he didn't want the monks in the city to make unnecessary sacrifices. He obviously already had fighting power, and the tide of evil energy was locked up by him, so he didn't need to rely on the bloody battles of his disciples to recover for him.
He knew that if he did not respond, Taiyi would definitely choose to let his disciples go out to fight and nourish him with their fighting spirit.
Brothers for so many years.
He understands Taiyi.
Although Taiyi looks like a modest gentleman on weekdays, in fact, he uses ruthless means to achieve his goals.
Fortunately, Tai Yi was from an authentic Xuan Sect. If he had gone astray and become a disciple of the Demon Sect, there would probably be another demon in the world now.
He knew that things would definitely turn out like this.
He didn't want to do it, so he came.
"call."
The boundless evil energy seemed to be attracted by something, more like a huge mouth swallowing it endlessly.
As a result, the evil spirits of the Ghost Sea did not spread to other places at all. They all pointed to one place, which was Qianyuan of the Ghost Sea, where Dazhong City was located.
This is enough.
The evil spirit accumulated by the ghost sea for forty or fifty years suddenly entered Tushanjun's pocket.
"So what if you have a magical elixir that heals your injuries."
"We, the Hehuan Sect and the Beast Control Sect, have millions of troops."
"As long as I and the Taoist Beast King entangle you, you will definitely be defeated." Great True Lord Miaohe snorted coldly, raised the mace in his hand and said: "Surrender, dissolve the sect, and abolish your cultivation. On behalf of the Hehuan Sect, I
Sparing the disciples of Taiyi Sect will also allow your orthodoxy to continue to spread in Xingluo."
The Beast King gave timely advice: "Fellow Taoist, don't be stubborn!"
"Surrender!"
Tu Shanjun grinned, and his green-faced fangs looked abrupt and ferocious: "In the battle for preaching, you and I will live and die!"
"Do you think you can be invincible if you have an army of millions?"
"Then let me see if your army of one million can stop my army of one million!"
Tu Shanjun raised his hand to capture the soul-honoring flag.
In a flash, it turned into Zhang Xu.
The boundless black air rolled and rolled, turning into clouds with clear upper and lower directions, followed by countless green-faced fangs, either frightened or angry, evil or angry... The Yin Shen with different expressions appeared behind Tushanjun, like a heavenly soldier descending from the earth.
Heavenly generals are also like the soldiers and horses accompanying Jiuyou Yama.
The old demon holding the banner is like an emperor among ghosts.
Thousands of rampant generals gathered in the Tagangbu Dou, and millions of ghost soldiers listened to orders while strolling in the courtyard. Evil ghosts and ghosts riding in the clouds fell to the ground one after another, forming a formidable armor formation, killing Jing Mu.
The old devil opened his bloody mouth, revealing his blue-white fangs, and his eyes were dark.
Miaohe Dazhenjun was completely shocked on the spot.
He thought that the spiritual treasure would be very powerful, but he did not realize that there were nearly two million Yin gods in the Zunhun Banner, including eight Yuan Ying auras and hundreds of Jindan masters.
, there are countless Yin spirits building the foundation, not to mention those evil ghosts who have entered the advanced level.
If you look closely, they look like ghosts but are not ghosts at all.
It is not an exaggeration to say that they are ghost cultivators, because they are not the spirit bodies of Yin spirits, but have bodies of flesh and blood.
Not to mention the Great True Monarch Miaohe, even the Beast King who controls all beasts is inexplicably frightened at this time.
The eight great Nascent Souls hold banners.
The supreme true king holds a great formation.
Millions of Yin spirit soldiers came to help.
Looking at the green-faced old demon with red hair, the Beast King shouted angrily in a deep voice: "Devil! How dare you kill so many creatures and turn them into souls. You evil demon will definitely be resisted by the Xingluo Sect.
I will definitely let the two sects and the entire Xingluo know about the appearance of this devil."
"Everyone can find the devil and kill him!"
Miaohe Dazhenjun responded: "Taiyi Sect hides a demon, and his heart can be killed!"
"The devils who refine souls should all die!"
The old devil showed a smile, a very calm and calm smile, pointed at the Beast King: "Slave the spirit beasts." Then he pointed at the Great True Monarch Miaohe: "Trafficking people, cultivating furnaces, and enslaving the same kind." Then he smiled.
Laughter, dry laughter, and the laughter got louder and louder.
The old man laughed until he couldn't help but feel that it was not enough.
This chapter has been completed!