Following Liang Yan's order, Huangsha City's city protection restrictions were opened.
A bit of spiritual light rose into the sky, exploded in mid-air, and then turned into yellow dust, covering the entire Huangsha City and hundreds of miles outside the city.
Because the Beiming monks were attacking the city with their entire army, all of them, without exception, were enveloped in the formation at this moment.
Especially the Beiming pioneers who had just rushed onto the city wall were the first to bear the brunt. The yellow dust falling above their heads seemed to be extremely heavy. Even those physical practitioners were suppressed and unable to move!
"kill!"
Nanxuan monks took the opportunity to counterattack.
All kinds of magical powers and spells swept out, blasting the thousands of physical cultivators who rushed forward into pieces. Then, with unabated force, they seriously injured the Beiming cultivators who came after them.
Wang Tianhe saw this scene from a distance and couldn't help being shocked and angry.
He never expected that Liang Yan would follow his example, deliberately showing weakness to the enemy and luring Beiming's army into the battle. This was truly a case of "repaying the enemy with his own way."
While he was hesitating, someone beside him shouted: "General Wang, if we retreat now, the enemy will definitely take advantage of the situation to pursue us. By then, our army's formation will be in chaos and we will be completely defeated! It's better not to retreat and fight them to the death!"
After hearing this, Wang Tianhe was suddenly startled and sobered up.
That’s right! If we retreat now, we will definitely be defeated!
There is a saying that "the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road!" Although this city defense formation is powerful, after all, without the elders of the giant spirit tribe personally presiding over it, it should not be able to exert its original power.
Moreover, there is Tong Ni behind him. If he doesn't believe him, he won't take action. As long as he can suppress Liang Yan, what should he fear?
Thinking of this, Wang Tianhe made a quick decision and shouted:
"All the soldiers of Beiming listen to the order, the whole army attacks fiercely, and those who retreat are killed! Anyone who breaks the formation and kills the enemy can enter Beiming's treasure house to choose a treasure!"
The monks in Beiming also knew that there was no way to retreat at this time. Whether it was for military merit or to save their lives, they had to give it a go.
Therefore, despite being enveloped by the formation, none of the 200,000 troops escaped. They each used their magical powers to climb to the top of the city and fight Nan Xuan in a bloody battle.
I saw rays of light flying in the air, Gu magic, poison magic, ghost magic, five elements magic, martial arts and true energy, various magical means emerge in endlessly, and there are countless strange magic weapons, exerting unimaginable weird abilities!
This battle has reached a fever pitch, and the momentum of both armies has reached its peak!
Suddenly I heard a strange laugh, and saw a man in black rushing into the air, but it was Mo Wuqing. The "Yin Ghost Flag" in his hand was shaking repeatedly, and hundreds of black clouds fell from the sky, turning into resentful ghosts and rushing towards Nan Xuan's army.
In the array.
These fierce ghosts can swallow vitality, and their bodies become insubstantial. They are not afraid of weapons and magic weapons, so they quickly broke into the Nanxuan Formation.
Several generals who were directing the formation changes had no time to react and were wrapped up in the black cloud. When they reappeared, they were already bones.
Mo Qingqing killed more than a dozen Zhenjun Tongxuan who was responsible for commanding the formation changes in one go. Chaos soon broke out in the area, and gaps were exposed in the formation.
You must know that the battle between the two armies is not an unorganized killing. The monks at the Golden Core Realm must form a formation and then be led step by step by Zhenjun Tongxuan and the Ancestor of Transformation. Otherwise, the low-level monks will not be able to face the high-level monks.
High-level monks can only be slaughtered like grass.
At this moment, a gap was opened in Nanxuan's military formation by Mo Wuqing. Although it was only a very small gap, the Beiming monks seized the opportunity and used all kinds of sorcery and spells to attack this enemy.
The gap was completely torn apart, thus destroying Nanxuan's military formation.
"Don't mess around! Keep your formation!"
Gui Wuqi saw it from afar, and immediately urged the escape light to rush over. At the same time, he shot continuously with both palms, and the vast water spiritual power surged out, turned into the Yangtze River, and washed away towards Mo Wuqing.
However, his magical power was quickly resolved!
I saw two rays of demonic energy, coming from the east and west sides, breaking his seal in an instant, and the long river dissipated without a trace.
"Jie Jie, my fellow Taoist, are you okay?"
With a strange laugh, ripples appeared in the void, and two figures appeared at the same time, blocking Gui Wuqi's path forward.
"It's you again!"
Gui Wuqi was shocked and angry, because the two brothers standing in front of him were Ao Tianqing and Ao Tianshan!
Ao Tianqing sneered and shouted: "Gui Wuxi, you are lucky that day, but if you can escape, the monk cannot escape the temple, you will still die after all!"
Ao Tianshan also laughed and said: "What can I do if Demon Lord Tianxie sacrifices his life for you? Not only will you die today, all the Nanxuan monks here will be buried with you!"
"Stop talking nonsense, I will avenge the Demon Lord today!"
Gui Wuqi felt resentful in his heart, and the spiritual power in his body circulated, and he used the "Whale Swallowing Technique of Dominating the Sea". The powerful water spiritual power turned into a giant blue whale and attacked the Ao brothers fiercely.
"Do it!"
The Ao brothers were not afraid at all. They each used their magic skills and steadily caught Gui Wuqi's full blow. Then they used their magical powers to attack from both sides, fighting Gui Wuqi.
When it comes to Gui Wuqi's strength, it is definitely among the top in the same realm, and it is not impossible to fight one against two.
However, he was injured by the Blackwater Tribe's formation in Xuanzhen Mansion. Although his spiritual power had been restored, the injury did not recover so quickly, so he could not exert his full strength. He was soon at a disadvantage against the Ao brothers.
At a time when danger was looming, I suddenly heard a call from the Buddha, and a golden light flashed behind me. It was Lord Fuhu who came to support me.
The old monk was also injured, but he had the ability to overcome eight difficulties. He pinched a magic formula in his hand, threw the beads into the air, and suddenly hundreds of golden lights shot out.
Mo Wuqing's black cloud ghosts were tracked by the golden light and scattered one by one, and the originally chaotic formation gradually stabilized.
"Amitabha!"
Venerable Fuhu had just blocked Mo Wuqing's attack, clasped his hands together, and a Buddha image appeared behind his head, and he swung forward.
The golden hand fell, targeting the Ao brothers.
"Old bald donkey, you are ruining our brothers' good deeds!"
Ao Tianqing and Ao Tianshan had been undercover in Nanxuan for many years, and they both knew how powerful Fu Hu was, so they did not dare to confront him head-on, so they retreated in unison.
Boom!
The full power of the Buddha's Dharma image failed, but Gui Wuqi was saved.
At this moment, another change occurred!
I heard shouts of killing coming from the east and west sides of the city wall at the same time, but Wang Chonghua and Zhao Yi each led a team of elite soldiers to rush out from the left and right sides, stabbing at the Beiming army formation like sharp knives.
It turned out that Liang Yan had arranged an ambush long ago!
He deliberately lured the enemy deeper, not only to cover Beiming's army with formations, but also to lengthen the battle line, making it impossible for Beiming's army to take care of both the head and tail.
These two ambush troops are the sharp knives he uses to destroy the enemy's formation!
Due to the sudden incident, Beiming's army was caught off guard and was quickly torn apart by these two elite troops. The head and tail could not look at each other, and the formation gradually became chaotic.
"General Nanxuan, follow me to charge and kill. Those who perform meritorious service will be rewarded heavily!"
Wang Chonghua went into battle even though he was injured, but he took the lead and unleashed rays of rays of light from all over the world. No one could defeat them wherever they passed, killing hundreds of Beiming monks in an instant.
Zhao Yi also displayed his true form of the flying dragon, and the "Holy Qi of the Heavenly Dragon" surged out and turned into sharp rays of light, piercing through the magic weapons of the Beiming monks and nailing several True Monarchs of Tongxuan to death.
Under the fierce attack of these two elite troops, the 200,000 Bei Ming army was quickly cut into two camps. The original formation could not be maintained and could only be separated under the command of the fifteen ancestors of the calamity.
For war.
As a result, the combat effectiveness of Beiming's army will be greatly reduced!
On the other hand, Nanxuan had a neat formation and was assisted by Huangsha City's city defense formation. Although there were only 40,000 people, they were all elite soldiers and strong generals, and they gradually gained the upper hand in this battle!
"What a thief, how could he pull such a trick!"
As the commander-in-chief, Wang Tianhe naturally did not go into battle easily.
He looked at the entire battlefield and knew that Beiming was at a disadvantage. Although there were more than 200,000 troops and many ancestors of the Tribulation, if they continued to fight like this, they might not be able to defeat Nanxuan.
However, he did not show any anxiety because he still had a trump card in his hand.
With a sneer, Wang Tianhe pointed with his hand, and the "Pure Sun Sky Mirror" above his head flew high into the sky. The mirror's light flashed, releasing thousands of red clouds, dyeing the sky for hundreds of miles red like burning clouds.
"Destroy it!"
Wang Tianhe poured all his mana into the treasured mirror, causing the power of pure Yang to surge out and sweep across the entire battlefield like a tidal wave!
Although the Pure Yang Heavenly Mirror must cooperate with the Nirvana Burning Formation to exert its maximum power, Nan Xuan's strength has been greatly reduced now compared to before, and he is no longer needed to turn the tide.
In this evenly matched battlefield, even if Chunyang Sky Mirror can only exert half of its power, it can still turn the situation around.
This was indeed the case. The red light emitted by the Pure Sun Sky Mirror quickly covered the entire battlefield, and was no less powerful than the Huangsha City's city defense formation!
Under the suppression of such a powerful force, the offensive launched by Nan Xuan was quickly suppressed.
As the vanguard, Wang Chonghua and Zhao Yi were the first to bear the brunt. They were enveloped by this pure Yang force, as if an invisible big hand was holding down their bodies. The powerful force rushed straight into the internal organs, evaporating flesh and blood!
"not good!"
Both of them felt a great sense of oppression and did not dare to go deeper alone.
They used all their magic power to resist this pure Yang force while leading their troops to retreat backwards.
But the Beiming army surrounded them at this moment.
"Haha, is our Beiming Army Formation a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"
Suddenly I heard a strange laugh, and then I saw green clouds rolling, and an old man blocked the retreat of the two people.
"Venerable Poison Dragon?" Wang Chonghua's expression condensed.
"Hey, now that you know my name, why don't you die quickly!"
Venerable Poison Dragon shook his sleeves and threw out a cloth bag. The mouth of the bag opened in the wind. In an instant, large waves of poisonous mist filled the air and enveloped all the troops of Wang Chonghua and Zhao Yi.
"This man's poison skills are very powerful. I will come to the rear, and you lead the army to retreat first!"
Wang Chonghua was well aware of Venerable Poison Dragon's power and did not dare to neglect him. He immediately used his myriad phenomena to block the opponent's poisonous mist.
Zhao Yi knew clearly in his heart that once the poisonous mist penetrated Wang Chonghua's defense, the two of them would be fine, but the ordinary Nanxuan monks could not resist it, so he did not hesitate and led his monks to retreat decisively.
"Want to run?"
Venerable Poison Dragon had already expected it. At this moment, he sneered and lightly tapped the Poison Dragon Staff in his hand, and dozens of spiritual lights immediately flew out.
These spiritual lights passed through the poisonous mist and soon turned into green poisonous snakes. Each one was only an inch long. They twisted their bodies in mid-air and disappeared in an instant.
"not good!"
When Wang Chonghua saw this scene from a distance, his pupils shrank suddenly.
He felt something in his heart, and immediately used his magical power, and the "Sen Luo All Things" turned into twelve layers of mysterious light restrictions, guarding his whole body airtight.
The next moment, all the disappeared poisonous snakes appeared beside him, desperately trying to burrow into his body, but were blocked by the twelve layers of restrictions and would be unable to move forward for a while.
"Do you think you can protect me from this?"
Venerable Poison Dragon had a sarcastic look on his face, and he made a spell with one hand. The eyes of the coiled dragon on the top of the Poison Dragon staff opened, and a faint green light bloomed.
Whoosh!
The aura poisonous snake thousands of feet away seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and its whole body glowed brightly, and it suddenly tore open the three outermost layers of restrictions.
It wasn't over yet. Those poisonous snakes spit out foul-smelling venom again, eroding Wang Chonghua's defensive restrictions layer by layer. In just a short moment, most of the twelve layers of defensive restrictions had been broken, leaving only the last two layers.
Still struggling to hold on.
It was Wang Chonghua who was still seriously injured and suppressed by the power of pure Yang. Otherwise, he and Venerable Poison Dragon were both monks who had overcome eight difficulties. It was still uncertain who would win.
But under the current situation, it is impossible for Wang Chonghua to block Venerable Poison Dragon's attack.
In just a few more moments, his defensive restrictions will be completely corroded, and he will be seriously injured even if he is not dead!
"Haha, give up, Nan Xuan can't fight Bei Ming, all of you will die!"
Venerable Poison Dragon's face showed morbid excitement. He held the Poison Dragon Staff and kept casting spells, hoping to kill Wang Chonghua in one fell swoop.
At this moment, a sword light descended from the sky, rolled up next to Wang Chong's incarnation, and killed all the dozens of poisonous snakes in an instant!
He recognized the sword energy and knew that it was the person who made the move. He quickly raised his head and looked up, and sure enough he saw a man in gray clothes falling from the sky!
But Liang Yan watched the battle for a long time, and seeing Wang Chonghua in danger, he finally couldn't help but take action!
"Liang Shuai!" Wang Chonghua's eyes showed a hint of excitement.
Liang Yan, however, had a calm face and shouted in a low voice: "You lead the vanguard and leave, I will break up the rear!"
"But"
"Do not bother me!"
Liang Yan's tone left no room for doubt, and Wang Chonghua could only nod silently without saying any more, urging Dun Guang to come to Zhao Yi's side, and command the retreat of the army together with the latter.
On the other side, Venerable Poison Dragon quickly recovered from the shock and sneered:
"Liang Yan, Liang Yan, you finally took action. This time is different. Even if you are a master of swordsmanship, you still have to answer here today!"
After saying that, with a finger, the bag above his head was completely released, and a large amount of poisonous mist poured out like a tidal wave!
Seeing the green clouds rolling in front of him, sweeping towards him, Liang Yan sneered, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
He was seen dodging and rushing into the poisonous mist, with no aura protecting his body. He actually regarded the poison as nothing and survived unscathed in the thousands of poisonous clouds!
"You! How is that possible?"
Venerable Poison Dragon's eyes widened.
The next moment, the sound of swords sounded beside him, and a purple sword light appeared above his head!
