When the old woman's words came out, the valley light curtain of the eight bat saints bounced up, emitting a strong light. These lights intertwined in the air, forming a large net, and went straight to the person who was bounced up.
The eight bat saint clan left and seemed to cover them all.
But at the moment when the light net approached them, one of the eight bat saints raised his right hand and put it on his chest, and a complex and incomprehensible spell came from his mouth. As the spell echoed,
Immediately behind this bat saint tribesman, the void seemed to be torn open, and a huge blood-colored bat rushed out.
The blood-colored bat was several feet long. After rushing out, it screamed and headed straight for the big net. The moment they touched each other, the blood-colored bat exploded violently, turning into hundreds of red lights, and directly hit the net.
On this light net, the sky and the earth roared, and this light net immediately collapsed. The hundreds of red lights seemed to have life, wandering in all directions, looking like hundreds of red ghosts.
"The intensity of magical powers has also increased a lot. Compared with the last time, it is very obvious. At this moment, these ordinary members of the bat saint tribe have reached a level comparable to that of the middle-stage Yangwu...
This battle... If no accidents occur, if no sacrifices are given, then as long as the protective light curtain can be maintained, then our chances of winning will be 60%... but the price will be 300 or even 500 clan members.
His life was overdrawn by the light curtain and died." The old woman spoke in a low voice, with a sadness in her voice.
Nangong Hen was silent, and everyone behind him was also silent at this moment.
In the sky, within the dark rolling clouds, more than a dozen figures roared out at this moment, heading straight towards the light curtain with the eight previous ones.
The roar echoed, and the light curtain flashed violently. In the valley below, there was a hollowed out position. There was a huge formation about a hundred feet on the ground. On this formation, sitting cross-legged at the moment
A person from the witch clan.
These Wu Clan people are all thin and pale, and the power of the Wu Clan in their bodies while sitting cross-legged is continuously sucked away by the formation, becoming the source of support for the operation of the formation outside.
This formation is not static, but is constantly flashing. The frequency of its flashing is proportional to the degree of bombardment of the external formation at this moment. As its flashing becomes more intense, the bodies of the more than thirty Wu clan members are trembling.
When a few people spurted out blood and were on the verge of falling, someone immediately stepped forward to help them down, and someone else sat there to keep the formation running.
Those who were helped down also vomited to the side without hesitation, trying to regain even a little more strength.
But there were still a few tribesmen. Before they could be helped down, as the formation continued to flicker and absorb, their smiling bodies quickly dried up, and finally turned into skeletons. After that, they became fly ash and dissipated, and all life
and breath have become part of maintaining the formation.
In the sky outside the valley, with the passage of time, the number of bat saints bombarding the light curtain has reached nearly a hundred people. These nearly a hundred bat saints kept bombarding with strange screams, making the light curtain emit an indescribable sound.
The sound of support sounded like it could collapse at any time.
"Sir, let's take action!! Sixteen tribesmen have been sucked out of life and died while maintaining the formation!" Anxious words came from the dozen or so people behind Nangong Hen.
Nangong Hen was silent, and he shook his head with a pale face.
The roaring sound continued to reverberate in all directions. After a while, the number of Bat Saint clan members attacking the light curtain had reached more than 150. The roars of these people would make people's hearts shake after hearing them.
"Wait a minute, we only have one chance, we can't waste it..." Nangong Hen gritted his teeth and murmured.
"Sir, forty-three clan members have died while maintaining the formation. If we continue to wait, the number of deaths will double."
Nangong Hen looked at the nearly 200 Bat Saint clan members outside the light curtain, then looked at the black cloud above, and gritted his teeth.
"Prepare the evil bow!" As his words came out, someone immediately stepped back quickly. In more than ten breaths, nine big men immediately walked out of some caves in the valley.
These nine big men were all war witches. They stood on the terrace outside their respective caves, looking up at the sky. Each of them held a big black bow in their hands.
This bow was as tall as a person. It was held by these nine big men respectively, and they used all their strength to slowly pull it open. The moment they pulled the evil bow apart, behind these nine people, there were three mediums respectively.
, three soul-catchers, and three pre-thinking witch clans walked out.
The medium whispered softly, and immediately a thick stream of death energy condensed from the bottom of the valley, heading straight towards the evil bows drawn by the nine war witches, forming nine vague arrows!
Dehun opened his eyes, bursts of strange power belonging to Dehun reverberated in the void, as if their minds were condensed in the evil bow and arrow, and they would not disperse for a long time.
They closed their eyes in anticipation, as if they were meditating. The moment they closed their eyes, the eyes of the nine war witches immediately glowed with white light, as if they had lost their minds at this moment, and the white eyes looked empty.
"Open the evil bow!" Nangong Hen roared, and the moment his voice echoed in the valley, nine war witches with white eyes roared, and after opening the evil bow again, their shoulders and
His arm was torn, and even though he was filled with blood, he still insisted on pulling the evil bow completely, and then let go violently.
The buzzing sound immediately reverberated through the valley, buzzing between heaven and earth. At the same time, nine black dragons roared out of the valley at extremely fast speeds, penetrated the protective light curtain, and appeared directly.
Outside the light curtain, among the nearly two hundred bat saint clan members.
A shrill scream suddenly spread all around. The nine arrows carried a madness and an indomitable impact. The moment they penetrated the bodies of the nine bat saint clan members, they retained their strength and fired again.
penetrate!
The roaring sound spread, and the bodies of every Bat Saint clan member penetrated by the arrows exploded, turning into flesh and blood splattering everywhere.
Each of the nine evil arrows harvested at least three lives. When the remaining power of the nine arrows dissipated, they did not disappear. Instead, they exploded. Under their explosion, they turned into a piece of death energy and destroyed these people.
The sky outside the light curtain envelopes the inside.
"Use the death energy as a guide to release the power of death energy!" Nangong Hen roared fiercely, and the valley suddenly trembled. Wisps of death energy roared up from the earth. With the valley as the center, looking at this
The valley is blurred.
At the same time, as the death energy spread over a large area, after a few breaths, an explosion formed. With a bang, all the death energy in the valley rushed out, like a huge pillar of air.
Run to the sky and come into contact with those bat saint clan members.