The river of blood is rolling, and the demonic power is raging.
Under the attack of the third-order high-grade formation "Blood River Killing Formation" composed of five foundation-building demon cultivators and dozens of Qi-training demon cultivators, Zhou Yang and the other three monks who came to support Xiao Bufan were immediately beaten and retreated.
, running around here and there, not daring to fight head-on again.
Now the "seven-colored clouds and smoke" in the sky have long since dispersed, and it has been two or three quarters of an hour since Zhou Yang and others arrived for support, but no one has come over for such a long time.
In this short period of two to three quarters of an hour, Zhou Yang had already lost a third-level low-grade defensive magic weapon, and his own magic power had been directly reduced to less than 60% due to the previous efforts to resist the enemy's attacks.
The battle had reached this level, and he no longer had much hope for victory.
Now he just hopes that Xiao Bufan can issue a retreat order, so that he can use the "Blood Escape Technique" to escape from the battlefield.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that since they came to support, Xiao Bufan gave up the idea of retreating.
For Xiao Bufan, as long as he hangs on Xuemaya and persists until the sect's reinforcements arrive, he can determine the outcome in one fell swoop.
Therefore, even though he saw the dangers surrounding Zhou Yang and the others, he had no intention of ordering a retreat. He just kept motivating the three of them with words and made various promises to keep the three of them persevering.
It's just that after fighting until now, Zhou Yang and the others have already figured out Xiao Bufan's thoughts. His encouraging words are just ignored and no one really cares.
If they die, even if Xiao Bufan fulfills his promise and transfers the compensation to their relatives and friends afterwards, it will have nothing to do with them. Anyone who can practice to the foundation building stage is not a fool.
"Two fellow Taoists, this is definitely not the way to go. The other side has formed a formation that can be used offensively or defensively. Even if the three of us can continue to fight each other like this, we will be the first to be unable to hold on. We must be there.
We have to break their formation before we run out of mana!"
Zhou Yang had the lowest level of mana cultivation. He knew that if he continued to use up his mana, he would definitely be unable to hold on. So when his mana was consumed to less than half, he finally couldn't help but send a message to Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei to discuss the matter.
Countermeasures.
After hearing what he said, Yan Yunfei immediately replied: "We also know this, but the other party's formation has already been completed, and the three of us are not formation masters, and our cultivation strength cannot reach the level of breaking the formation with force.
,How can we break the formation?"
Zhou Yang had long expected that the two of them would ask this question, and immediately said: "I have a secret technique that can interfere with people's spiritual consciousness. However, to use this technique, someone must protect me. If you two can protect me for a quarter of an hour, I will
Then you can use secret techniques to interfere with the opponent's main formation, and then there will definitely be flaws in the opponent's formation. As long as you two seize the opportunity at that time, you will definitely be able to break the opponent's formation!"
The secret technique he was talking about was, of course, the "God-Destroying Needle", the secret technique of attacking with divine consciousness.
Just to keep it secret and prevent others from knowing the true situation of the "God-Destroying Needle", he deliberately kept it vague and did not reveal the specific situation.
Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei have both been practitioners for many years and have rich experience. Of course they heard the flaws in his words, but they wisely chose not to ask more questions.
In the world of immortality, it is a taboo thing to inquire about other people's secret skills to attract love. Even friends who have known each other for many years will not do such a taboo thing, let alone a passerby who has only been together for less than an hour.
Therefore, after the two of them pondered for a while, they looked at each other and nodded heavily and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Zhou is so confident, then the two of us will risk our lives to accompany you. It all depends on Fellow Daoist's methods!"
"I won't let you two down!"
Zhou Yang's face lit up with joy, and he made a promise in a solemn tone.
After the three people made a plan, Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei immediately dropped their flying swords and came to Zhou Yang's side. Then they used their own methods to put up layers of protection to guard Zhou Yang in the middle.
As for Zhou Yang himself, he simply enlarged the "Soul Suppression Bell" into a three-foot giant bell to cover himself inside, then closed his eyes tightly and mobilized his consciousness with all his strength to perform the secret technique of "God-Destroying Needle".
Originally, if one could get started with the secret technique of "God-Destroying Needle", just like the magical power "Qianyang Heavenly Sword" that comes with his technique, he could condense a needle of divine consciousness into his body at any time, and he could use it directly when he wanted to use it. Use it quickly.
But who told Zhou Yang not to have mastered this secret skill before?
He has no introduction to the secret arts, let alone directly using the secret arts to attack people, even if he carefully prepares to cast spells, there is still half a chance of failure.
Of course, he would definitely not tell Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei about this situation.
He has no choice now. He can only choose to bet on this one. If he wins the bet, the battle can continue. If he loses the bet, then he can only escape with blood!
Huang Shamen requires the immortal cultivators under his disciples to go to the rescue after seeing the "seven-colored clouds and smoke", but there is no rigid requirement that the rescuers must fight to the end.
In the previous battle, he saw that both Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei were recording the battle with a second-level medium-grade magic weapon, the "Photo Bead", and he also offered five hundred spirit stones to buy Yan Yunfei's spare one from the opponent's hand. Inventory, the "Photo Bead" that recorded the images of the battle he was present is still in his storage bag.
With this thing around, even if Huang Shamen pursues him after he escapes, he will be able to pursue him alone at most, and it is impossible to implicate the entire Zhou family.
And just when Zhou Yang locked himself in the giant bronze bell and prepared the secret technique of "God-Destroying Needle", the demonic monks who formed the "Blood River Killing Formation" on the opposite side saw the three of them suddenly abandoning guerrilla tactics and changed to holding on. By the time they arrived, they were preparing some big move, so their offensive became more and more fierce.
However, after the battle until now, the magic cultivators who formed the "Blood River Killing Formation" in the Qi training period have almost exhausted their mana, and the power of this formation is no longer as powerful as before.
Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei defended with all their strength, and actually held on for a quarter of an hour, not allowing any attack to fall on the giant bronze bell guarding Zhou Yang.
Just after a quarter of an hour, without the reminder of the two people who were about to lose their hold, the huge bronze bell covering Zhou Yang instantly rose automatically and flew into the sky.
Then Zhou Yang, who had been sitting cross-legged inside for a quarter of an hour, suddenly opened his eyes, and a needle of divine consciousness that was invisible to the naked eye flew out from the center of his eyebrows and penetrated the "Blood River Killing Formation" in the blink of an eye. The blood-colored shield was directly submerged into the sea of consciousness of the fifth-level demon cultivator who presided over the formation.
ah!
A scream was heard, and the demon cultivator in charge of the formation suddenly threw down the formation flag in his hand, rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, and howled miserably.
This "Blood River Killing Formation" was originally designed by this person. Now that he throws away the formation flag, although the formation does not completely collapse, its power is greatly reduced in an instant, exposing numerous flaws.
Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei, who had been waiting for a long time, how could they miss this opportunity? They immediately mustered up their remaining strength, each used the talismans and magic weapons at the bottom of the box and blasted them towards the formation.
Boom!
After a roar, the "Blood River Killing Formation" was officially broken.
As soon as the formation was broken, except for the four foundation-building demon cultivators who sacrificed their magic weapons in time to protect themselves and escaped with their lives, there were dozens of other Qi-training period demon cultivators whose mana was nearly exhausted, as well as the foundation-building demon cultivator who was rolling on the ground with his head in his arms.
The five-level demon cultivators, without exception, were all knocked to the ground by the force of the backlash.
"Okay, well done!"
In the sky, when Xiao Bufan saw this scene, he immediately cheered with joy.
On the other hand, Xue Moya's face turned dark, and the ugly blood spots on his face suddenly squirmed like blood-colored leeches, and he was already beating like a thunderbolt.
"Trash, a bunch of trash. Even three juniors can't deal with it. What's the point of raising trash like you?"
He roared in anger again and again, and with a flash of cold light in his eyes, the bodies of the four foundation-building demon cultivators who luckily escaped with their lives instantly ignited with blood-red demonic flames.
Ahhh!
The screams resounded, and the four Foundation-Building Demonic Cultivators, whose bodies were ignited with bloody demonic flames, screamed and wailed, holding their heads in their hands while crying and begging for mercy: "Ancestor, have mercy on me, ancestor, have mercy on me, we know our mistake."
No, we don’t dare to do it anymore, please ask the ancestor to take away his magical powers!”
"Hmph, Ancestor still dares to play those little tricks in front of you. Do you really think that Ancestor and I don't dare to kill you?"
With a ferocious look on his face, Xue Moya looked at the four Foundation-Building Demonic Cultivators who had been implanted with the "Soul-Burning Blood Curse" by himself, with an indescribably cold expression in his eyes.
He grew up in the Blood Demon Sect. What kind of conspiracies and calculations has he not seen? How could he not see these people's little thoughts of preserving their strength?
How naive are the few Foundation Establishment monks who dare to play such tricks in front of a Zifu monk like him!
After he used the secret technique of the Demon Sect to punish the four people, he withdrew the secret technique and shouted in a cold tone: "Ancestor, I will give you one more chance. Go and kill those three people immediately. If you can't kill those three people,
, you four don’t have to come back!”
"Thank you, ancestor, for showing mercy, thank you, ancestor, for showing mercy!"
Several Demonic Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage were overjoyed when they saw that the bloody demonic flames that tortured them had subsided, and they quickly knelt down and kowtowed in thanks.
Originally, when they were punished by the "Soul Burning Blood Curse", it was Zhou Yang's best opportunity to take action. Unfortunately, whether it was Zhou Yang who had just consumed a large amount of his consciousness to condense the needle of consciousness to attack, or he defended desperately for a quarter of an hour before releasing all his trump cards.
Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei, who were attacking, were at the end of their strength and could hardly fight again.
The most important thing is that although the four Foundation-Building Demonic Cultivators screamed in agony just now, who knows if they deliberately brought the three of them closer?
Every immortal cultivator has heard of the insidiousness and cunning of demonic monks. In this kind of life-and-death battle, who dares to believe that the enemy will cut off his own hands and feet in front of the battle line and wait for death?
Therefore, when the bloody demonic flames on the bodies of the four foundation-building demonic cultivators dissipated, and their bodies were shining with blood, it seemed that they had used some secret technique to stimulate their potential to counterattack. The expressions of Zhou Yang and the three of them suddenly changed wildly, and they all chose a direction in unison.
He immediately ran away.
When the three of them fled, Yan Yunfei and Yue Shan did not forget to shout:
"Senior Xiao, junior and others have completed the tasks you assigned, please forgive me for being unable to help!"
"Uncle Xiao, please forgive me. My nephew's magic power is weak and he can no longer help him slay the demons, so he has to evacuate first!"