But then I thought about it, with this information, the Asura world is no longer just harmful.
If you can obtain a large amount of crazy blood, it will definitely change the anxious battlefield with the trolls.
Maybe, we can still carry out a counterattack?
This has been the dream of many monks in the Si Temple for thousands of years.
Under such circumstances, it remains to be seen whether Si Shen Shen is willing to completely close the space-time rift.
Which of the two evils is more dangerous has to be decided by the senior officials of the Temple of Gods.
Jiang Li, the young alliance leader, does not need to consider such a big matter.
Now it is more reliable for him to take good care of his three-quarter land of 100 million acres in Dazhong Mountain.
As for Yun Mansion's invitation, Jiang Li agreed without much hesitation.
In this world, the importance of relationships and backstage is far more important than in previous lives.
He has had enough of this Eastern Region. Now that Yun Mansion values merit, there is no doubt that he can still have a friendship.
From now on, I will pull out the tiger skin of Yun Mansion and see who dares to bully Dazhongshan.
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The misty mountains where the Chongshan League's headquarters is located in the Immortal Realm of Dazhong Mountain are now covered in smoke.
Although the Chongshan Alliance used the large phantom formation in the misty mountains to temporarily block the attack of the Wantumen fleet.
But this is only temporary.
In the past five days, the Wantumen fleet bombed everywhere above the fog at will. Although the Chongshan Alliance could counterattack, the actual effect was minimal.
And after Wantumen failed to break through the mountain barrier for several days, he quickly changed his mind.
Instead of aimless bombing, they launched large fire hurricanes in an attempt to burn the mountains and forests and disperse the fog.
They used a kind of blood flame that was extremely difficult to extinguish. The fire took advantage of the wind, and the wind helped the fire. It burned for days and nights.
Even if the disciples of the Chongshan Alliance formed an formation and used water-based spells to extinguish the fire, they filled the formation's eyes with people and enhanced the formation with their own spiritual energy.
After a few days, the fog was blown away a lot. Many disciples from Zhongshan were also burned to death.
The fog in the mountains mainly comes from the transpiration of these trees. Large areas of trees were burned, which also greatly slowed down the recovery of the fog.
So soon, a ring of mountains outside the misty mountains was exposed to the mist.
Later, they saw the barbaric fighting methods of Zhong Si Shen.
After revealing the mountain on the edge of the misty mountains, the masters of Wantu Sect's god transformation launched an attack on the mountain.
They wielded astonishing spiritual light, cutting off mountains and rivers when encountering them, destroying the terrain of this place in the most direct way.
After reaching the Nascent Soul level, one already has the ability to cause large-scale changes to the environment and terrain.
More than thirty cultivators took action, and it was not difficult to dismantle a mountain in front of them.
Starting from one direction, these guys started to advance in a straight line, just like that, they knocked down mountains one after another.
This is a situation that Chongshan League has never thought of.
They were worried before that most of the power of Dazhong Mountain was concentrated here.
If Wantu Sect changes direction and attacks other sects' bases, they will be unable to support them and don't know how to deal with it.
But what I didn't expect was that what Wan Tumen was thinking about from the beginning to the end was to crush the situation.
Now that all the people from Dazhongshan are gathered here, they are going to annihilate them all here.
As long as this part of the monks is eliminated, the backbone of the immortal cultivation world in Dazhong Mountain will be broken, and there will be no way to recover from it.
To deal with the large phantom formations based on the mountains and ground, Wantumen's approach is to directly tear down your mountains and see how you can form an formation.
The unreasonable pushback made them feel helpless.
Along the straight line, mountains were shattered and collapsed, inevitably damaging the foundation of the Misty Mountain Formation, and even the earth veins here were damaged.
Some important earth vein pathways were directly cut off.
As Hammer Mountain progresses, the surrounding fog becomes thinner and thinner.
You must know that the misty mountains, although looking down from the top of the head, seem to be mountain after mountain, with clouds stacked on top of each other, and there is a vast expanse of white everywhere.
But in fact, this group of mountains is a ring of mountains, and in the middle is actually a vast and flat medicinal garden.
If this continues, the ring of mountains will be opened sooner or later. At that time, not only will the fog formation be destroyed, but the enemy will also be able to drive straight in through this opened passage and directly enter the hinterland of the secret realm of the medicine garden.
Inside, there is no maze covering.
By then, the Chongshan Alliance may not be able to hold on for long.
On the opposite side, there are more than thirty monks at the level of gods, plus Wu Fan, the head of the Wan Tu Sect with unfathomable strength.
Don't look at the fact that Wan Tu Sect lost eight gods in the previous war with Doro Blood Arena.
But in fact, they have always had nearly half of their combat strength, placed on the front line facing the front-faced trolls.
On the way back here, Wu Fan transferred some of his men back from the front line to supplement the strength of the attack on Dazhong Mountain.
On the other hand, in Dazhong Mountain, after eradicating the ambitious Bailian Mountain, the strength of the upper echelons was reduced by a quarter.
Even if he got a god from Momen in the later stage, plus there are still a few strong men who are hiding in Dazhong Mountain, the windproof giant who usually just wants to sleep, and the clone of Jiang Li's statue.
They are fully prepared, but their combat power at the level of gods is only twenty-seven or eight.
There are still ten Avatars who need to be stationed in the government city for a long time, and the strength to stay in their hometown is even less.
Even if Wu Fan doesn't take action, the top level strength will only be half of others.
How can you be the opponent's opponent in a head-on battle?
The only thing they can rely on is the big formation.
Therefore, even if they are defeated, the Chongshan Alliance must take action and do everything possible to prevent them from breaking through the mountain.
This is also an unavoidable conspiracy, and Wantumen has obviously made preparations in advance.
Every time they rush out of the fog, they will be struck by thunder.
Three days later, in one direction of the misty mountains, a spacious avenue to the sky was opened by pure human power.
An avatar of Wantumen, who was more than three feet tall, was holding a huge mountain-cutting ax and was slashing at a large mountain in front of him.
Every time the giant ax fell, the earth shook and terrifying cracks tore open in the mountain.
Even if it is connected by a large formation of earth veins and increases the strength of this mountain, I am afraid it will not be able to withstand a few quarters of an hour.
It's just that he was alone in front, and he looked very in need of a beating.
"Brother Jianyi, that man is obviously a bait."
Master Wu She was sitting on a tree stump. His Taoist robe was in tatters and there were three hideous stab wounds on his back.
Behind him, a water attribute monk was treating his injuries.
However, the alien energy attached to the knife wound is extremely stubborn and cannot be removed so easily.
The Yimu water ball attached to his back was completely stained red in just a moment, and the wound continued to bleed.
"It's a bait, but we have to go."
Kamiyama Kenichi is no better than him. His left hand is wrapped in a thick bandage. If it were not tied with this bandage, this hand would probably fall off.
In the past few days, Wantumen's offensive has been non-stop, and half of the formation in the Misty Mountains has been destroyed by this method.
If they continue to destroy it like this, the remaining formation may not be able to last another three days.
"That giant ax magic weapon is cutting through the mountains too fast, so we can't leave him behind."
"Everyone prepares for another quarter of an hour, and then we all attack to kill that guy."
"Remember, you must not be reluctant to fight. Once you succeed, return immediately. Also, never leave alone!"
The gods of the Chongshan Alliance who were staying together sighed and started to prepare.
In Dazhong Mountain, they belong to the ceiling of combat power. They are admired and worshiped by countless people and are regarded as myths. In the face of such a powerful enemy, they cannot guarantee how long they can survive.
"Indigenous people of Dazhong Mountain, let's see how long you can hide!"
The monk Sanzhang, who was wielding a huge mountain-opening ax, was still very dirty in his words. He kept shouting and mocking the Chongshan Alliance, and he was very conscious of being a bait.
At this moment, from the fog, which was no longer 50% thicker than before, a sword rainbow shot out, tearing the heavens and the earth apart, aiming directly at the tall transformed god who was splitting the mountain at the front.
But as they thought, the enemy was already prepared and waiting for them to come out.
A red umbrella-shaped defensive magic weapon flew out and blocked Jianhong.
The sword rainbow was blocked, revealing an ancient thick-edged long sword.
That is the strongest Earth-level Feijian Gu Chen from Five Elements Peak in Shushan Mountain.
The aura formed by the red umbrella magic weapon was passed through by Gu Chen's sword.
After the magic weapon was broken, it immediately shattered inch by inch and turned into a piece of gray dust burned by the flames, which dispersed in the wind.
A high-grade Xuan-level magic weapon was destroyed in an instant.
The power of Guchen Sword is so powerful.
But after that, several more magic weapons flew in and continued to block Gu Chen Sword.
After breaking the magic weapon, even the Gu Chen Sword has been greatly reduced in power, and its speed is no longer half of its original speed.
There were also metal, wood, water, fire and earth, and five large nets flew out one after another, controlled by five god-transformation monks, trying to capture Gu Chenjian.
The power of this flying sword was extremely strong. In the previous battle, they were caught off guard and even allowed them to lose an elder who transformed into a god, and also injured several colleagues.
If this flying sword can be taken down, the Chongshan Alliance will lose its sharpest tooth.
But how could the Chongshan Alliance fulfill their wishes?
Moreover, Gu Chen's sword has not yet accomplished anything, and their goal has not yet been achieved.
From the mist, a dozen more figures flew out in a flash, rushing towards the deity at the front who was wielding a giant axe.
I just want to cut off their fingers.
But this was obviously a bait, as more Wantumen cultivators flew in from all directions.
They did not try to rescue anyone, but formed a circular killing formation to surround the monks from the Chongshan Alliance who flew out.
He also immediately cut off their retreat, hoping to kill them all here at the expense of one of their comrades.
More than a dozen of them took action together, and the giant ax monk just now was captured without much ability to resist.
But they have also fallen into a dangerous situation,
"Don't separate, everyone, break out towards the mist."
All of them had serious injuries on their bodies, and it was only with the ability of the god-transformation monks that they could suppress their injuries and maintain their fighting strength.
The number of powerful gods is only half that of the opponent. If they are evenly divided into one to two, they can still hold on for a while. Although they will be at a disadvantage, they can still hold up against him for a few days.
But that's not how battles are fought.
This was clearly demonstrated in the previous battle with Bailian Mountain.
If separated by them, Wantumen can definitely hold them off one on one.
Then the remaining dozen or so gods besieged one together.
Even the strongest physical cultivator will never be able to hold on for long. Being beaten to ashes will kill even a tough-minded cultivator.
Now that their retreat is cut off, they can only defend in the center to prevent the opponent from cutting off the battlefield, and try to break through together.
It's just that the other party has no intention of giving them this opportunity.
Thirty-three bloody sword lights that could cut through mountains flew out and came towards the people of the Chongshan Alliance in the middle.
Being hit by this sword killing formation, half of the dozen or so of them had to be confessed here on the spot.
Buzz!
The shadow of a bloody lotus expanded rapidly, covering all of them.
Thirty-three bloody sword lights collided with the phantom of the lotus.
The blood-red sword light formed a storm, charging into it crazily and cutting.
The Fruitful Pure Lotus, which once showed its prominence in the battle of Bailian Mountain and trapped the six great monks with no solution, also started to fluctuate violently at this time.
This level of damage is obviously not something that Lotus Phantom can easily bear.
This impact lasted for half a quarter of an hour before slowly dissipating.
Looking at the shadow of the lotus platform again, the petals have been torn into pieces.
The clone of the god sitting on the lotus platform had thirty-three cracks on its body. He also had to pay a price for blocking this kind of damage.
If it weren't for the fact that the blood pool of the Doro Blood Arena is currently supporting the Pure Lotus, if it were just the power of the earth's veins, it would have completely collapsed by now.
"Master Ananda, are you okay?"
The other god-transforming monks around were frightened by this.
Being able to survive this disaster unharmed, they all looked at the clone of the god statue in the middle with gratitude.
This friend of Alliance Leader Jiang could actually withstand such a terrifying sword formation.
If it weren't for him, half of the foundation of Dachongshan's immortal world would have been destroyed by now.
But looking at the thirty-three cracks on his body and thinking about it, he knew that it couldn't really be okay.
"Master, is there anything I can do to help you recover from your injuries? If you need anything, please let me know."
Everyone took out their own healing elixir and handed it to the clone of the god. This man must not fall. If he falls, everyone will be dead.
"Others are of no use to the poor monk. Can I borrow Buddhist relics? Using this blood lotus will put too much pressure on the poor monk."
The statue's clone reluctantly opened its eyes, and two streams of blood and tears immediately flowed down.
When others saw it, they were all frightened.
This person must have been extremely seriously injured just now.
When the idol's clone came to Chongshan League, he returned the relic, which had become much dimmed.
Now that the situation is urgent, I can only borrow it again.
Everyone looked at the people from Cihang Temple.
Master Loku looked at the blood and tears of the Venerable Ananda. Although this person looked like a demon, their misunderstanding of appearance had completely disappeared after several days of fighting side by side.
Such a righteous person risked his life to help them.
Even if it is a relic, how can they be reluctant to part with it?
If you don't take out the most precious Buddhist treasure now, everyone will die.
"Your Majesty, please feel free to use them. The relics of our ancestors can be used to save the common people, which is also the best outcome for them."
Six relics were taken out and floated above the head of Venerable Ananda, and six golden lights were scattered, allowing the statue clones of the Buddha and Demon to rebalance the energy in the body.
Continue to extract energy from the wealthy Doroxue Arena to restore the lotus petals to their original state one by one.
"Master Wu She, please hand over the prisoner to the poor monk."
Also shrouded in the lotus shadow was the deity of Wan Tu Sect as a bait.
He is now being suppressed by a big seal from Fang Tian, unable to move at all.
The statue's clone made a request, so Fang Tianyin lifted him up slightly and released him.
Then Master Luku, whose muscles were tangled and covered with diamonds, reached out and grabbed the opponent's neck.
This incarnation of Wantumen was injured and was no match for the abbot of Cihang Temple.
The body, which was more than three feet tall, was lifted up like a chicken and thrown into the lotus platform.
The statue's clone put a hand on the head of the monk from the Wantu Sect.
"Karma brings retribution, Amitabha!"
Following the breath-like flickering light on the Pure Lotus of Retribution, the thirty-three cracks on the statue's clone body were transferred one by one along the arm into the body of the Wantu Sect monk.
One crack, two cracks, three cracks, each time a crack was transferred, the aura of the Wan Tu Sect monks became weaker.
After thirteen cracks were transferred, the monk Wantumen suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist.
Thirteen injuries were diverted, greatly reducing the pressure on the idol clone.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward one after another, planning to share the burden and bear one or two cracks each to help Venerable Ananda recover as quickly as possible.
But at this moment, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes and a blood-red crown appeared outside the shadow of the lotus.