The Baicao Sect's Taoist and magical powers are not good at attacking, and the Changchun Huitian Formation's lethality is not sharp enough. However, as the mountain-protecting formation of the Baicao Sect, its great magical power that relies on the power of heaven and earth is not something that ordinary monks can compete with.
Even if there are a large number of monks, it will be the same, unless they can form a formation like the Great Zhou Shenwu Army and concentrate everyone's magic power in one place.
But there is a saying that quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. When the quantity reaches a terrifying number, the situation cannot be inferred based on common sense.
Thousands of tiger demons released all the accumulated demons at once, and the number exceeded 10,000.
There are more than 10,000 demons, including a large number of demons at the foundation-building stage, and many at the golden elixir stage.
This force was driven by crazy killing intent and turned into a dark torrent, rushing towards the Changchun Return to Heaven Formation under Changchun Peak.
The dense crowd of ghosts made everyone's scalp numb.
At the foot of Changchun Peak, the khaki-colored clouds and mist are the first level of restriction in the Changchun Huitian Formation. They contain rich earth essence, which is thick and condensed.
All intruders who enter the earthy clouds and mist will be suppressed by the earth essence, making it difficult to move even an inch. Their whole bodies seem to be carrying a huge burden. Those with weak cultivation will have their bones crushed, and even crushed into meat patties.
Although the demon ghosts have lost their bodies and only have souls left, the earthy yellow clouds and mist of the Changchun Huitian Formation are equally effective against the souls.
As soon as he entered the formation, the demon's movements suddenly became jerky and slow, and every step forward was extremely difficult.
But there are too many demons that can't be resisted, like an endless wave, one after another.
The ghost tide ignored any obstacles. It advanced rapidly, sometimes stalling due to the yellowish clouds and mist. It was immediately knocked over by the demon ghost behind it, and then trampled and crushed all the way.
The demons don't care about the life or death of their companions. They just move forward desperately.
However, the demons who were crushed and trampled to death did not completely dissipate. Instead, they turned into black mist and were absorbed by the group of demons to strengthen themselves.
In the Changchun Huitian Formation, the number of ghosts was decreasing rapidly. The weak ghosts were quickly eliminated. Nearly half of the tens of thousands of ghosts were lost, leaving only about five thousand.
But the remaining five thousand ghosts are all elite soldiers and generals. Not only that, the essence of the weak and weak ghosts who were crushed was all swallowed up by the other ghosts, making these already stronger ghosts even more powerful.
Strong.
Although the number has decreased, the strength has not weakened at all.
Lin Feng saw this scene and laughed silently: "I wonder how Patriarch Baicao feels now? Through his Changchun Huitian Formation, these ghosts are like fine steel that has been quenched. The quality is actually higher."
In the main hall at the top of Changchun Peak, Baicao Patriarch no longer wanted to sit on the futon. He stood in the center of the hall with an expressionless face, his consciousness closely connected with the Changchun Huitian Formation. He was paying attention to the changes of the demons in the formation.
These demons are only at the Golden Core level, and Patriarch Baicao can easily kill them with his own hands.
But Gengjin Tiger King must be very happy to see this scene. As long as Patriarch Baicao shows a slight flaw, he will immediately take action and tear it into pieces.
The army of ghosts, which was reduced by nearly half, has climbed halfway up the Changchun Peak. It has passed the coverage of earthy yellow clouds and mist at the foot of the mountain and entered the green clouds and mist in the middle of the mountain.
As soon as they entered the green clouds and mist, the demons all moved in unison.
The strong breath of life in the green clouds and mist is really a deadly enemy to these ghosts, as if they are in a furnace.
The vigorous vitality even allowed some souls to condense, and the golden elixir stage ghosts with strong wills during their lifetimes briefly recovered their memory and sanity. Looking at their current miserable situation, everyone felt sad and burst into tears.
What's more, when they turned around and looked at the tiger demon clan down the mountain, their eyes were full of anger and hatred.
Feeling the changes in their demons, all the Gengjin tiger demons frowned slightly, obviously not expecting that the Changchun Heaven Returning Array could have such an effect.
Gengjin Tiger King glanced lazily at the green clouds and mist halfway up the mountain, grinning indifferently.
He looked up to the sky and let out a loud roar that shook the earth and the earth.
The roar seemed to be filled with infinite magic power. The ghosts in the green clouds and mist all calmed down when they heard the roar.
Those ghosts who briefly regained their consciousness gradually became confused and lost their consciousness again. Their bodies once again exuded murderous and violent aura, but they no longer had their own thoughts and turned into ghosts who only knew how to obey the tiger monster's orders.
Patriarch Baicao looked at this scene expressionlessly, and pinched the fingers of his right hand to form a magic formula.
Countless thorns and vines suddenly sprang out from the green clouds and mist, with a faint purple light in the green color.
The vines grew crazily and spread all over the mountainside of Changchun Peak in an instant, tying up all the ghosts. As the blue and purple light circulated, a large number of ghosts looked listless and gradually lost their energy.
Especially the many demons in the foundation-building stage, they are completely incapable of being fierce in front of the rattan.
Lin Feng looked at it from a distance, and his heart moved slightly: "This kind of rattan seems to be specially designed to damage other people's souls."
All the tiger demons at the foot of the mountain also frowned. Compared to the earthy yellow clouds at the foot of the mountain, the various methods in the green clouds and mist on the mountainside are the real threat to the demon ghosts.
Gengjin Tiger King glanced at it and nodded slightly: "It turns out to be the soul-eating vine, which is specially designed to erode the souls of living beings. This thing is specially designed to restrain our ghosts."
The evil tiger demon commander grunted: "Wait for my subordinates to defeat him!"
After saying that, he activated his demonic power, and among the ghosts on the mountain, one of the golden elixir stage ghosts suddenly changed.
That golden elixir stage ghost was turned into a ghost after being swallowed by the evil tiger demon commander. During his lifetime, he was a human monk who specialized in fire-based Taoism.
The demon let out a sharp roar and opened its mouth to spit out endless flames. It was pale in color, but there was no heat at all. Instead, it was extremely cold.
The pale white flame fell on the soul-eating vine and immediately began to burn.
With the magical support of the Changchun Huitian Formation, soul-eating vines emerge in endlessly, and even the flames cannot burn them all.
But a group of scoundrels took advantage of this opportunity and rushed towards the place where the flames were the strongest.
The pale white flame was not a blazing sun flame, but a yin fire full of yin energy. Not only were the ghosts not afraid, but they all seemed to have been drugged. The momentum was even more astonishing.
More than a dozen golden elixir stage demons used sharp knives to open the way, and immediately used the help of Yin Fire to forcefully open a gap in the defense line of the soul-eating vine.
Many foundation-building stage ghosts followed behind to expand the victory, and the gap became wider and wider. Until the large army of Qi-training stage ghosts who were still alive at the back, like a flash flood and tsunami, they crushed through the defense line of the soul-eating vine.
The aura of living beings is the nemesis of ghosts and ghosts, but conversely, the aura of ghosts can also have adverse effects on vegetation.
Under the influence of the ghost's gloomy death energy, many plants and vegetation in the Changchun Huitian Formation gradually withered.
A group of golden elixir stage ghosts each showed their magical powers and used all the tricks they were proud of in life, breaking through the green clouds and mist on the mountainside in one fell swoop and rushing into the colorful clouds and mist on the top of the mountain.
And the many demons behind them also followed closely, attacking the last line of defense of the Changchun Huitian Formation.
Lin Feng watched this scene, but his brows furrowed deeply, and he stared at the Changchun Peak: "I heard that the main function of the Baicao Sect's Changchun Huitian Formation is to regenerate vegetation and cultivate elixirs, and it is not used for fighting.
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"But no matter how bad he is at killing and fighting, the host is Baicao Patriarch, a dignified Nascent Soul Stage monk. How can he be so pustular? Let a few Jindan Stage Demons lead the team, and they are about to kill them at the doorstep?
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If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Lin Feng suppressed his temper and observed patiently.
However, the Gengjin Tiger King at the foot of the mountain didn't seem to think there was anything wrong. He waved his paw lazily and said, "Come on, everyone. If I had known that Mr. Baicao was such a pustule, I would have carried him to Changchun Peak hundreds of years ago."
All the tiger monsters agreed. With bloodthirsty smiles on their faces, they roared and rushed towards Changchun Peak.
After rushing into the earthy clouds and mist at the foot of the mountain, all the tiger monsters emitted dazzling golden light, flashing like countless steel knives, cutting the loess clouds into pieces.
"Kill!" The tiger demons rushed halfway up the mountain and fought into the green clouds. They originally thought that the demon ghosts had cleared the way for them, but when they walked through the green clouds, countless black vines suddenly appeared.
Different from the previous purple soul-eating vines, these black vines were bulging with many small red packets. When the vines wrapped around the tiger demons, the red packets burst one after another, and red juice like pus and blood flowed out from them.
The red juice dripped onto the armor-like outer skin of Geng Jin Tiger Demon, making a "sizzling" sound. Thick smoke rose, and the tiger demon's iron skin could not withstand the corrosion of the red juice and melted one after another.
When the red juice penetrated the surface and touched the tiger demon's flesh, the tiger demons let out pitiful howls.
They struggled hard, trying to cut off the black vines flowing with blood-red juice with their sharp claws that could easily break the rock. However, only the handsome tiger monsters could cut off the vines, leaving most of the tigers.
The demons are powerless.
No matter whether it is steel-toothed claws or sharp metal blades emerging from the body like sharp knives, they cannot cut through these black rattans. The rattans are not only tough, but also extremely strong.
In the main hall at the top of Changchun Peak, Baicao Ancestor finally showed a smile on his face: "An evil beast is an evil beast after all. No matter how human-like it becomes, it is not a real human being. After a little trick, it fell into the trap."
"If I had known that your Gengjin Tiger Clan was a hidden danger, how could I not have made preparations? This Iron-blooded Vine was obtained by me after traveling thousands of miles across the vast land of China, looking for all kinds of exotic flowers, and after many years of grafting and cultivation.
The alien species is specifically designed to deal with your Gengjin Tiger Clan!"
A group of tiger demons seemed to have realized something was wrong and wanted to retreat down the mountain. However, when they came up, the earthy yellow clouds and mist that seemed vulnerable suddenly became a hundred times thicker and condensed.
If the yellow clouds and mist were just mud when the demon ghosts attacked the mountains and the tiger monsters attacked the mountains before, then now, they are granite!
Obviously, they were deliberately paralyzing the tiger monsters before, just to completely cut off their retreat now.
Ancestor Baicao chuckled: "Today, I will kill most of your Gengjin Tiger Clan's combat power here and completely eliminate this hidden danger and scourge!"
The situation on Changchun Peak suddenly changed. Lin Feng looked at this scene and thought to himself: "This ancestor of Baicao has such great ambitions."
He turned to look at King Gengjin Tiger down the mountain: "Ancestor Baicao finally showed his trump card. So, have you really fallen into the trap?"
The Gengjin Tiger King, who seemed arrogant and fell into the scheme of Patriarch Baicao, was about to bury thousands of his clansmen in the Changchun Huitian Formation. He had been lying lazily on the ground, but now he finally stood up.
"Baicao old ghost, you are the one who fell into the trap!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!