Chapter 1281: The Battle of Double Mirror Mountains
The moment Qin Sang took the jade hairpin, he heard a soul-stirring roar, coming from the unicorn hairpin, resounding in his heart.
Without Mrs. Luo's guidance, Qin Sang already knew it through the talisman and threw up the unicorn hairpin.
"Roar!"
A roar came out.
The unicorn hairpin turned into a ball of blue light, hovering around Qin Sang, sometimes turning into the shape of a jade hairpin, sometimes turning into a small unicorn.
The two made all arrangements and walked out of the snow cave.
Mrs. Luo, disguised as Qin Sang, flew directly to the center of the formation and appeared in the formation to assist Qingjun.
Qin Sang, with his graceful figure swaying, flew towards the front line. He would lead the low-level monks to be the first to break into the formation of Sin Abyss.
On the way, the low-level monks didn't know what was going on. They didn't know that there was actually a man underneath this graceful body, and many of them looked at him eagerly.
Fortunately, the war was urgent, and Mrs. Luo was the founder of Yuanying, so no one dared to come forward to talk to her.
But it is inevitable to meet someone who knows.
"Uh... Fellow Daoist Luo."
Jing Lin knew about their plan, his eyes were strange, and he greeted Qin Sang as usual. However, when he saw Qin Sang's charming smile, he felt a little creepy and ran away as fast as he could.
Qin Sang's heart was numb at this moment, and he flew to the front line without changing his expression, looking up at the lake in the sky covering all directions, convincing himself that he was making a sacrifice for the overall situation.
'boom!'
There was a loud noise, Shuangjing Mountain shook, and the horn of attack was sounded.
'Huhu...'
Countless sharp wind sounds suddenly echoed through the battlefield, and the overwhelming wind suddenly blew up, with random snow flying, and the sky and earth became vast.
In the center of the strong wind, the figures of Qingjun and Mrs. Luo were looming. There were also some figures around them, as well as strange wooden signs arranged neatly.
Each of these wooden signs is as big as a door panel, with strange runes engraved on it. They seem to be the source of the strong wind.
In the battle formation, some monks stood around similar wooden signs. These wooden signs were smaller. The runes on the wooden signs flashed, forming a mysterious formation. Everyone pinched the magic formula with their fingers and activated the wooden signs.
Echoing Qingjun and others from afar.
All the wooden signs were shining with dazzling light, and the spiritual energy was gathering here crazily. Then the wind became more violent. Those with weaker cultivation couldn't open their eyes and felt that they were about to lose their balance.
At this moment, a vision suddenly appeared.
When the wind reaches its peak, gray winds can be seen swimming in the void with the naked eye. It is the power of the hurricane that manifests itself, and then these gray winds begin to gather.
The gray gases merged and swallowed each other, and a gray funnel shape emerged where they gathered.
Seeing this scene, everyone knew that the spiritual formation would evolve into a terrifying tornado.
The wind pillars were restrained in place, taking shape and expanding rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Thick wind pillars pointed directly at the blue water waves above. These wind pillars twisted and rotated crazily, sweeping away everything on the mountain.
Gravel, snow, dead wood...
What was left was a mess.
…
"Xunfeng Formation! The two-domain alliance is actually willing to take out this formation. It's such a waste of money! Find an opportunity to destroy their core array weapon, and let's see if they can refine another one!"
On the top of Shuangjing Mountain, Sin Yuan's Nascent Soul was hiding in a large formation, looking down at the bottom of the mountain, one of them shouted fiercely.
"Huh? Those two people seem to be the two guys who stopped Mr. Ye at the Blood Lake."
One person activated the secret technique and vaguely saw two figures in the center of the formation, but their sight was quickly blocked by the strong wind, and their spiritual consciousness could not penetrate. He said doubtfully, "It seems that these two people are the ones attacking Shuangjing Mountain. They are so cowardly that they didn't come up to attack and kill them in person. Are there any other masters?"
"Perhaps they are not eager to take down Shuangjing Mountain at all, but are testing and containing us. The main force must be the armies from Wangdong City and Shiqu Mountain. It is not that simple to preside over the Xunfeng Formation. These two people had no reputation before, but they suddenly rose up. Although the treasures on his body are powerful, the foundation is definitely not as deep as Mr. Ye and the others, so we need to join forces to maintain the formation..."
Some people have speculated, which is reasonable.
"For the time being, we will focus on defense and see what their plans are. Look for opportunities to destroy the core of the Xunfeng formation, and at the same time wait for news from Senior Cang Hong!"
The woman in purple shirt made a decision, turned back and presided over the formation herself.
…
The hurricane seemed to tear apart the sky.
The wind force is transmitted to the top of Shuangjing Mountain.
The Lake in the Sky was affected, and waves appeared, and then the waves rose one after another, but the waves shot out downwards, and the scene was very strange.
Qin Sang stood in the battle formation, maintaining a graceful posture, with his green-white fingers slightly bent, holding a palm-sized wooden sign.
This is the wind card that can be linked with the power of the Xunfeng Formation, ensuring that after breaking into the opponent's spiritual formation, they can sense each other and maintain the formation, so as not to accidentally leave the protection and be hunted by the opponent.
The power of the Xunfeng Formation is extraordinary. It is one of the most powerful formations refined by the Two Realms Alliance. Not only is it extremely difficult to host the formation, but it also consumes an astonishing amount of spiritual stones.
The wind column is getting stronger and stronger, and is gradually showing signs of getting out of control.
Suddenly, all the wooden signs shone with strange light and shook violently, as if they were about to shatter.
At this moment, the battlefield was strangely calm for a moment, and then all the wind pillars rose up from the ground, like wind spears, shooting towards the top of Shuangjing Mountain!
The Lake in the Sky felt threatened, and layers of water waves gathered in this direction, becoming deeper, bluer and almost black.
However, the power of the Xunfeng Formation is no less than the restraint carefully arranged by Sin Yuan, and under Qingjun's deliberate control, all the wind pillars concentrated their attacks in one area.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, all the wind pillars were inserted into the lake in the sky without any hindrance, and were deeply submerged into the lake water, followed by a deafening loud noise.
'Rumble...'
Like a heavy hammer hitting Shuangjing Mountain, it also hit the hearts of everyone.
The mountain that has stood here for countless years actually looks a little fragile, as if it is about to collapse. The terrifying scene in the sky is deeply reflected in everyone's eyes. Everyone is either horrified, yearning, or looking forward to...
'Crash!'
The power of the Xunfeng Formation erupted in the depths of the Sky Lake. The terrifying force directly tore the lake surface apart. The river water poured in, but the cracks became bigger and bigger and could not be closed for a long time.
Through the cracks, everyone could clearly see the Sin Abyss monks who were waiting in full formation, and even their horrified expressions.
The two formations collided, and the strongest wave of aftermath dissipated, falling into a stalemate, devouring each other, and destroying each other.
"kill!"
A cannon shot.
The sound of killing resounded all over the sky, and on the sloping hillside, countless black figures rushed forward bravely, rushing towards the big lake in the sky.
War is cruel and shocking.
Qin Sang had experienced war more than once, but this was the first time he led troops and was at the forefront of such a large-scale battle. In a place like the world of immortality where great power belongs to oneself, low-level monks can still burst out with amazing energy.