Feeling the squirming movement of the people in front of and behind him, Yu Tingzhang's heart moved, but at this time, he had no time to put the two of them down.
The time it took for Master Yingxia and Master Jindan to rush to the giant centipede and explode themselves was very short.
There was no more than ten seconds between before and after.
Lang Tieying did not waste this opportunity, holding back his grief and leading the crowd to rush forward tens of meters.
Hundreds of 'Ruyi Shuttle' fired thousands of talisman arrows every second, killing the insect swarms in front of them layer by layer.
Seeing that we were only 150 meters away from meeting those 3,000 people.
The giant centipede seemed to sense something was wrong. It endured the severe pain, let out a long roar, and charged forward again.
Lang Tieying's heart skipped a beat, the magic power in his body was running backwards, and weak dark golden light emitted from everywhere in his body.
With his eyes widened and his teeth gritted, he rushed towards the giant centipede fearlessly.
At this moment, a panicked female voice suddenly came from behind.
"Brother, no!"
Lang Tieying turned back suddenly, a look of nostalgia flashed across his dark face.
He reluctantly glanced at the shouting woman, and then collided with the giant insect without hesitation.
"boom--!"
As a loud noise came, a dark golden light burst out at the same time.
Lang Tieying also sacrificed his life to stop the giant centipede.
This is a rare cruel person that Yu Tingzhang has seen in his life. He is not only cruel to others, but also cruel to himself.
But after all, he is just a Xiantian monk, even if the power of self-destruction is much inferior to that of Yingxia Zhenren.
"No, senior brother!"
The woman who had yelled before let out a shrill scream.
Then he rushed out of the queue like crazy and rushed directly in front of the giant centipede.
"boom--!"
There was another loud noise, and the woman also exploded in front of the giant insect.
Although the self-explosion of the two Xiantian monks was not very powerful, it still caused damage to the giant centipede.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Nan Sect disciples in front continued to charge forward, with everyone behind them following closely.
Yu Tingzhang glanced back in the middle of his busy schedule, only to see swarms of insects coming from all directions like a sea wave.
The remaining five golden elixir masters walked quickly through the air with their feet on the 'One-Chi Pan', and dozens of spells were emitted from the hands of the five people.
Under the bombardment of spells, the insect swarms were harvested in pieces, preventing the insect swarms from approaching.
This is also the reason why the other five people failed to come forward to help when Yingxia Master died. It was because there were too many insects swarming around.
Without the five people trying their best to stop it, the insect swarm would have broken through everyone's defense line at this moment.
The queue of 3,000 people who were close at hand had now dispersed. The outermost disciples of the Southern Sect were covered with insects, and every second a disciple of the Southern Sect fell down howling miserably.
These three thousand people had been fighting fiercely in the sea of insects, and their mana had long been exhausted.
At this moment, even the ‘Ruyi Shuttle’ cannot be activated, and each one is wielding the ‘Ruyi Shuttle’ as a weapon.
But the 'Ruyi Shuttle' is just a disc about the size of a foot. Without the flow of mana, it is not even as useful as a brick.
If it weren't for one of the thirty Jindan Daoists who was extremely good at group combat, and those casual cultivators had also tried their best, these three thousand people would not have persisted until now.
The roar of magic, the neighing of insects, the miserable howls of humans and the endless singing gathered within a radius of ten miles.
Seeing that he would meet the three thousand people just a few dozen meters away, Yu Tingzhang's heart kept sinking.
Not only were those three thousand people depleted of mana, but so were the twelve hundred of them.
The intensity of the talisman arrows fired by the three hundred Nanzong disciples was greatly reduced, making every step forward extremely difficult.
Even if they are gathered together with those three thousand people, it is just adding more food to the insects. What is the use of it?
The seriously injured giant insect hesitated and slowly approached the crowd again.
‘Whoa! Whoa! Whoa…’
Six figures silently rushed out of the queue, each one with a shimmering light all over their bodies and rushed towards the giant insect.
"Hiss~~!"
The giant insect looked at this familiar scene and without any hesitation, its hundred-foot-long body flexibly snaked backwards.
The six Southern Sect disciples who harbored certain death intentions were stunned.
One of them turned his eyes and rushed to the front of the queue.
He allowed the insects around him to crawl onto his body one after another. He endured the severe pain and rushed forward for more than ten steps before reversing the remaining magic power and destroying the foundation of his body.
"boom--!"
This is the last spell cast by a practitioner who has exhausted his mana at the cost of his life.
The insect swarm within two feet was wiped out.
‘…’
Yu Tingzhang was not very familiar with this Nanzong disciple who self-destructed. He had no sense of presence in the previous battles and had been silently following orders.
At this moment, this disciple suddenly broke out in silence.
From beginning to end, Yu Tingzhang didn't even know his name.
When the man blew himself up, the other five people who jumped out of the queue with him also rushed towards the front of the queue.
"Boom-boom-boom-!"
Three self-explosion sounds were also heard from the three thousand people not far away.
The bravery and passion of the disciples of the Southern Sect were completely inspired by the self-destructions of their fellow disciples. In just a few seconds, more than a dozen people rushed into the swarm of insects and exploded.
"Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-!!"
Since the two teams were so close, Yu Tingzhang could clearly see the process of each Nan Sect disciple's self-destruction.
These disciples who blew themselves up were not ignorant of fear. Yu Tingzhang saw fear and hesitation on the faces of several of them, but in the end, none of them changed their minds and they all blew themselves up on the spot.
‘Hoo~ho~ho~’
Yu Tingzhang gritted his teeth, panted rapidly, and tried his best to keep his eyes open, fearing that tears would burst out of his eyes.
There seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, making his whole body hot and unstoppable.
At the forefront of the ‘Front Arrow Formation’, five Southern Sect disciples self-destructed and fell one after another.
Using a passage that the five people had opened with their lives, Yu Tingzhang and others quickly joined the three thousand people before the insect swarm closed up.
"boom--!"
Another huge roar came from behind the team.
Yu Tingzhang couldn't help but turn around and saw a dark golden glow at the end of the team gradually dissipating.
'This is another Jindan master who blew himself up!'
He guessed that giant insects attacked the rear of the queue, otherwise Jindan Zhenren would not have fallen.
After reuniting with the 3,000 people, he watched as the disciples of the Southern Sect quickly interspersed into the 3,000-man defense formation to build a defense line.
Yu Tingzhang and many other casual practitioners did not know what to do.
The gap in coordination between sects and casual cultivators has become highlighted.
Disciples of the Southern Sect are like standard mechanical parts. They can spontaneously find the right position and fit into the group at any time to form a whole.
Many casual cultivators, with a better attitude, quickly cast spells to assist the Southern Sect disciples in counterattack, while the rest of the casual cultivators were at a loss.
"What's going on? Where am I? Help~~!"
A panicked voice suddenly sounded behind Yu Tingzhang.
Feeling the squirming on his back, Yu Tingzhang directly took off the two ordinary people on his body and placed them on the ground.
There were many people who made the same move as him, and they obviously noticed that ordinary people were waking up.
Luo Jiujiang also took off the old man and two young children from his back.
"Ouch, my head hurts! Who are you? Where are you?"
"Who are you? You dare to tie us up? You know this is the territory of the 'Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect', please let us go quickly!"
"Oh my God, what is that?"
"So many bugs! Haven't all the bugs in the void been killed? Why are there so many here?"
"..."
There are more than 4,000 people here at the moment, and more than 1,000 of them are ordinary people.
He had been in a coma before and nothing was abnormal, but now he suddenly exploded after waking up.
Thousands of people shouted and cried in panic, causing a riot.
Yu Tingzhang, Luo Jiujiang and other casual cultivators tried to comfort and persuade many ordinary people, but not only failed to restore calm to many ordinary people, but actually made them even more panicked.
Some Nanzong disciples were forced to step out of the defensive formation and speak to appease everyone.
The old man Luo Jiujiang rescued had white hair and beard, and he was not as panicked as other ordinary people.
Since waking up, he has been observing the surroundings, and the two children who were crying with fear were also protected by him.
Because most of the young people in the nine counties are involved in the construction of the ‘Tai Chi Circle’.
The remaining ordinary people on Da Penglai Island are basically the old, weak, orphans, widows, sick and disabled, so it is natural to be panicked when they are suddenly involved here.
Fortunately, the 'Xiantian Yiqi Nanzong' has been cultivating for more than two hundred years and has established unparalleled prestige in the nine counties of Penglai.
When some Nanzong disciples explained the current situation, many ordinary people stopped shouting, but their eyes were full of fear and despair.
The defense line built by the disciples of the Southern Sect may collapse at any time, and anyone with long eyes can see the bad situation.
The old man thought for a moment and suddenly waved to Luo Jiujiang.
"This Immortal, I am an old man with inconvenient legs and feet. I wonder if I can lend a step to speak."
Luo Jiujiang is not good at long-range magic, so he has been around to help calm everyone's emotions at this moment.
Seeing the old man waving, he didn't think much and walked quickly closer.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
The old man shook his head and said harmoniously:
"Old man Qian Junbo would like to thank the immortal for saving his life."
Luo Jiujiang intercepted and said:
"No need to thank you, the situation today is dangerous..."
She threw a short blade and threw it on the ground beside Qian Junbo.
"If the swarm of insects rushes in later, it might be a good thing to stop it early."
As Luo Jiujiang spoke, his eyes swept over the two children beside Qian Junbo, revealing a hint of sadness.
Even practitioners can't resist the pain of being gnawed by thousands of insects, let alone these ordinary people.
But she couldn't do anything to the two children. Seeing the calm expression of the old man in front of her, she thought he was not an ordinary person and should understand what she meant.
Qian Junbo smiled lightly and picked up the short blade.
"The old man has lived for seventy years. He has lived enough. If insects rush in, the two children will not suffer."
Luo Jiujiang said 'hmm' and turned to leave.
Qian Junbo said:
"Exian, please wait a moment."
Luo Jiujiang turned his head and looked at the old man with some confusion.
Qian Junbo pondered briefly and said:
"I still have some prestige in the secular world. Maybe I can help our Immortal, but I just need the help of the Immortal."
Luo Jiujiang said in surprise:
"What use are you ordinary people? And what do you need me to do?"
Luo Jiujiang is considered to have a good temper among practitioners. How could anyone else say so many things to ordinary people?
"boom--!"
There was another self-destruction roar in the distance, and Luo Jiujiang couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.
'Have any more Nan Sect disciples died?'
Qian Junbo turned his head and glanced at the place where the sound came from, and said quickly:
"I don't have time to explain. I would like to ask the immortal to believe in me once. Can you carry me on your back for a while?"
Luo Jiujiang thought doubtfully for a moment, then carried him on his back.
"I believe you once!"
Yu Tingzhang stood behind the Nanzong disciples, releasing fireballs one after another to relieve the pressure on the Nanzong disciples.
Previously, most of them, as a group of casual cultivators, did not take much action under the protection of Nanzong disciples, but now they still have plenty of magic power.
It was only with the help of hundreds of casual cultivators that they managed to stand firm.
In the midst of his busy schedule, he looked around and saw more than two hundred Southern Sect disciples driving five elements pillars into the ground everywhere, apparently setting up formations.
With the addition of their 1,200 people, some Nanzong disciples could finally free up their hands to re-deploy the formation.
A magic circle that could cover four thousand people was not easy to set up. The two hundred Southern Sect disciples, sweating profusely, nailed magic pillars into the ground one by one and fired spells from time to time.
Yu Tingzhang felt a little relieved, maybe there was still a chance, but he didn't know if it was too late.
Suddenly, he saw Luo Jiujiang carrying a person on his back and walking among ordinary people.
'Hey! What is she going to do?'
Although he was a little confused, the battle situation in front of him no longer allowed him to be distracted, so he could only take a few glances from time to time.
In just a few minutes, he found that hundreds of people had gathered in Luo Jiujiang.
At this moment, more than 30 Jindan Daoist people have exploded with all their strength and will not hold back. They clearly understand that if the four thousand people in front of them are destroyed, there will be no hope of survival this time.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Their main opponents are the three giant centipedes, and they will try their best to help the defensive front when they have a little leisure time.
The only good thing is that when the more than 3,000 people realized something was wrong, they tried their best to bring everyone to a hill.
The terrain here is extremely favorable, and nearly a thousand Southern Sect disciples were divided into three layers in a circular formation, guarding the others in the center.
It's not that Nanzong doesn't want to command many casual cultivators to fight, it's really that there is no room for any mistakes at this moment.
Once the casual cultivators are deployed in front but lose their control, the team of 4,000 people will probably collapse immediately.
Therefore, although Nan Sect disciples are dying every moment, they can only hold on.
Among the disciples of the Third Level South Sect is a team of casual cultivators numbering nearly 1,500 people.
They lined up imitating the disciples of the Southern Sect, and desperately released spells to assist the disciples of the Southern Sect in strangling the insect swarms.
Therefore, Nan Sect disciples and numerous casual cultivators can form a multi-layered circular stepped battle line on this hill, forming a relatively three-dimensional attack surface.
At the core of the queue, at the top of the hill, were nearly two thousand ordinary people.
Due to the large number of people, the Nanzong disciples could only let ordinary people squeeze together as much as possible, otherwise more than a thousand Nanzong disciples would not be able to protect these people.
This also allowed Luo Jiujiang to quickly bring ordinary people together.
"Hiss-!"
Yu Tingzhang, who was continuously releasing spells, suddenly heard a loud, continuous hissing of insects.
Immediately afterwards, he saw the swarm of insects in front of him rushing toward him as fast as crazy.
In an instant, the insect swarm exerted tremendous pressure on his own front line, and Yu Tingzhang clearly felt that the people in front of him were retreating.
'not good!'
Yu Tingzhang's heart tightened, and without any reservation, he fired out spells one after another with shaking hands.
Not just him, almost all practitioners tried their best to release spells.
But the Nan Sect disciples defending in the front were too exhausted, and they no longer had the mana to release their spells.
Immediately, more than twenty Nanzong disciples suddenly rushed out of the array, destroyed the foundation, and blew themselves up on the spot.
"Boom boom boom—!"
Drinking poison to quench thirst refers to the current situation.
More than twenty violent explosions indeed opened up a clearing in the insect swarm, but it was later filled by a massive insect swarm.
But there was a spot where the twenty-odd Southern Sect disciples self-destructed, but no one filled it in time, leaving a gap.
And this gap is just below Yu Tingzhang.
Without enough time to think about it, Yu Tingzhang jumped directly from top to bottom to fill the gap.
At the same time, while still in the air, it fired three fireballs in succession to prevent the swarms of insects from intruding.
Dozens of insects rushed towards him before his feet even touched the ground. Most of them were blown away by his continuous fireball explosions, but a few of them bit him directly on his legs.
But he had no time to care about the painful bite of the insect.
He could only send out spells one after another desperately.
Looking at the endless surging sea of insects more than ten feet away, Yu Tingzhang suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart.
Only by truly facing the sea of insects can we understand how much pressure there is.
At this moment, his thinking fell into a slight stagnation, and the movements of his hands were inevitably a little slower.
A carrot and a pit!
At this time, everyone on the front line had their own fire coverage. As soon as he stopped, hundreds of swarms in his direction suddenly rushed forward.
Only then did Yu Tingzhang wake up, and boundless regret and shame surged into his heart.
'How can you be distracted at such a moment!'
It was no longer possible to launch a spell attack, so Yu Tingzhang felt relieved and stepped out of the queue.
The mistakes you have made must be redeemed by yourself. If this is the case, just give up this life.
He wants to learn from the disciples of the Southern Sect and prepare to destroy the foundation and explode himself.
At this moment, perhaps even he himself did not notice that his behavior was affected by the disciples of the Southern Sect.
In the past, if someone asked him if he would sacrifice himself to protect others, Yu Tingzhang would think he was making fun of himself.
But at this moment, there was no hesitation in his heart.
At this moment, hundreds of moon-white lights suddenly flashed before his eyes.
These white lights are as fast as lightning, but each white light hits an insect accurately.
In an instant, the swarm of insects in front of Yu Tingzhang and others were wiped out.
Yu Tingzhang couldn't help but look back and saw a young man wearing a moon-white robe standing diagonally above him a few feet behind him.
Nangong Huifeng was one of the thirty Jindan Daoist people among the original three thousand people.
He was also one of the people who participated in the trial. After being involved here, he became the most dazzling among the thirty Jindan real people with his powerful group fighting ability.
A few years ago, he came to Penglai Island with a group of family members. Through various signs in the 'Star Tower', he saw the great prospects of the 'Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect'.
When Nanzong recruited disciples, he immediately signed up to participate.
It's a pity that I didn't expect to end up in this situation.
Nangong Huifeng is proficient in nine kinds of family magical powers, but these nine kinds of magical powers are relatively common.
But he integrated these nine magical powers to build his own unique magical power system.
What he just unleashed were the three magical powers of 'A hundred hits with a hundred shots', 'Speed eyes and quick hands', and 'Cracked light'.
Nearly five hundred flying rays were emitted at once, and each flying ray accurately hit an insect.
Among the thousands of people present, he was the only one who could achieve such precise control.
It was precisely because of Nangong Huifeng who went around checking for deficiencies and filling them in that the insect swarm could not break through the front line.
Yu Tingzhang secretly wrote down this person.
The war was urgent, and he had no chance to do anything else. He just took a quick look and then turned around to continue attacking the insect swarm.
Within a minute, all the cultivators who were desperately resisting in front, whether they were Southern Sect disciples or casual cultivators, suddenly heard the sound of countless prayers and recitations.
"The wheel turns as you wish, commanding power from all directions, capturing the energy of demons from above, and cutting off the evil atmosphere from below.
Helping people from danger and relieving disasters, rescuing people, manifesting transformation, Yuan Henry Zhen."