The disciples of Guixuanzong began to change their formation.
There are still nine sword formations, but now there are only three sword formations left to fight against the Wind and Thunder Department and the Lihuo Department.
From the northern battlefield, two sword formations were mobilized to support the southeast and southwest battlefields.
In this way, there are three Ghost Xuanzong sword formations and nine sword formations in each battlefield forming a pin shape, which can achieve both offense and defense.
The melee that was fierce just now suddenly became slow.
There were no more severe casualties on both sides.
Although the scene has changed, the spectators still have not woken up from the previous shock.
Because Ye Cha understood the fourth volume of the Book of Heaven, he could tell that the illusory formation was a magical power from the Netherworld Chapter.
Other cultivators, including Yu Jizi, the two Heavenly Emperors, and Hua Wuyou, have not yet figured out why the Guixuan Sect disciples were able to suddenly lay down a phantom formation against more than a thousand masters in a fierce battle, and even lead to
These masters are killing each other.
These big guys were still in shock and could not speak for a long time.
Although the large-scale battle at the top of Longbei Mountain has become calmer, the battle between experts higher up has become increasingly fierce.
The total fighting scene involving a thousand people from both sides was so grand that it seemed to exceed the fighting scene of more than 10,000 people below.
However, after fighting for a long time, the bosses on both sides did not suffer any losses.
They are all at the level of gods or immortals, and they are almost all fighting alone. It is basically impossible to decide the winner in a short time.
Now there are very few masters who have not been dispatched by both sides. There are still a dozen on Emperor Yan's side, and there are still a dozen left on Ye Xiaochuan's side.
At this moment, it was already noon, and there were still about three hours before the two sides agreed to a truce.
Ye Xiaochuan's attention has shifted from the large-scale battle below to the master battle above.
Faced with the siege of three heavenly masters, Xiaochi gradually became exhausted.
After all, she has only just condensed the Nine Tails. Even with the attack bonus of more than 100,000 divine swords, her combat power has an upper limit.
When three heavenly masters in the realm of immortality join forces, their combat power is almost equivalent to that of a strong man who has reached the quasi-Xumi realm.
Xiaochi has now mobilized more than 60,000 fairy swords for defense, and the number of fairy swords responsible for attacking on the periphery has been greatly reduced.
Seeing Xiaochi in danger, Miss Yaoguang couldn't sit still, so she pulled out Tianleihong and went to help her good sister.
Fortunately, Wan Yan Wu Lei and Miss Fengyi grabbed her.
Yao Guang shouted: "Don't worry, I'll have thunder from the sky, nothing will happen! I'm just going to help sister Xiaochi!"
Yao Guang is the leader of the Seven Organizations. Wan Yan Wu Lei and Feng Yi did not dare to restrain her too much, so they had no choice but to turn their attention to Xuan Ying.
Xuan Ying said slowly: "Yao Guang, it's not time for you to take action yet, A Xiang, go help Xiaochi."
Axiang nodded, immediately rose into the sky, used the Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission Technique, and shouted: "Three against one, it's shameless! Sister Xiaochi, let me help you!"
Axiang is also a peerless master in the realm of immortality. As soon as she joined, she immediately blocked one of Xiaochi's opponents.
Xiaochi's pressure immediately weakened a lot, and he laughed and said: "Brother Axiang, it's impossible for these three clowns to hurt me.
Originally, I was not willing to let others get involved, but you are my good sister. We sisters have no distinction between each other. Today we will join forces to fight and kill him alone!"
Xiaochi's crisis has been completely resolved.
She has now begun to activate the sword formation to counterattack the two heavenly masters who besieged her.
High in the sky, Wen He began to show off his power, controlling one hundred and eight bone jade pieces to launch fierce attacks on his opponents.
Her opponent was a dark-skinned middle-aged man wearing black and yellow armor.
His cultivation level is not high, he is at the peak of heaven and human beings, but has not reached the realm of immortality.
Since the fight, he has been suppressed and beaten by Wen He.
Wen He is one of the four ghosts of the Demon Sect, and his cultivation level is definitely not inferior to Qi Changshu and Yu Chijing.
Those one hundred and eight white bone jade pieces have a ghostly aura, and they look like ghost treasures with great demonic power.
Wen He had already secured victory without using any of the terrifying ghost magic.
The heavenly master blocked it with a black and yellow divine sword.
You can guard against it for a while, but you can't guard against it forever.
Sure enough, three white bone jade pieces hit him hard on the back.
Even though he was protected by a battle armor, the armor behind him had already been smashed with three cracks.
His body was seen flying forward under the impact, and Wen He struck out with the Taiyin Divine Palm.
Upon seeing this, the heavenly masters immediately stopped him with their swords.
Bang! There was a loud noise. Although he blocked Wen He's Taiyin palm power with his divine sword, because his cultivation was not as good as Wen He's, his body turned from flying forward to flying backward.
At the same time, dozens of white bone jade pieces roared out, as if they had turned into dozens of vicious spirits and evil spirits, attacking the heavenly master from all directions.
The heavenly master's blood was boiling in his body at this moment, unable to calm down, and he tried his best to spin the divine sword in his hand.
The sword light knocked away most of the bone jade pieces, but at least one third of the bone jade pieces still hit his body hard.
Kaka... The armor on his body shattered instantly, the light dimmed, and he lost his defensive power.
The next moment, the heavenly master sprayed out a mouthful of blood.
Wen He's name is quite gentle, but his character is extremely cruel and his methods are extremely vicious.
She will never show mercy to her enemies.
Wen He's hands turned into claws, and his body was rubbed up like a ghost, trying to engage in close combat with the enemy.
When her opponent saw her charging at her with bare hands, his face changed slightly and his heart sank involuntarily.
A master who has reached this level naturally knows that his opponent will never foolishly engage him in melee combat with a pair of right palms.
His spiritual consciousness was firmly locked on Wen He's body to prevent Wen He from playing any tricks.
After confirming that the Wen He rushing in front was her true self and not some phantom clone, he immediately urged the divine sword in his hand to slash towards Wen He.
At this moment, Ye Cha's voice sounded in Ye Xiaochuan's mind.
Just listen to Ye Cha's hoarse voice: "Xuanming ghost hand?
This Wen He is much more powerful than her master back then."
Ye Xiaochuan was a little surprised and said: "Xuanming ghost hand?
Are there really people who practice this magical power?
Is it really possible to train your hands into ghost hands that are stiffer than black iron?"
Ye Cha did not answer, because Wen He had already answered Ye Xiaochuan's question with facts.
Wen He's right hand was seen sweeping across, and he directly swung away the sword that was stabbing him.
This scene left Ye Xiaochuan stunned.
At the same time, it also left the heavenly master stunned.
No one had ever thought that someone could withstand a sword thrust from the peak realm of heaven and man with just a pair of fleshy palms! And it seemed that Wen He's palms did not have any wounds! How could this be possible?
