On the second day, the sky was clear and everyone carried out according to the agreed plan.
Wang Xu, as a rising star in explaining the teachings, and the best among the other three generations of disciples, were assigned to Master Xuandu to attack the east formation.
Although there are no other Golden Immortals in the East Formation, Master Xuandu, the boss, is in charge. Not only is it not weaker than the other three groups, it is actually the strongest.
The vast crowds of people from all directions came straight towards the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
Entering the eye, Taoist Duobao guards to the east, Our Lady of the Spirit Turtle guards to the west, Our Lady of Wudang guards to the south, and Our Lady of Golden Spirit guards to the north.
In addition, Taoist Duobao is surrounded by seventy-two people to help him. These seventy-two people are all named disciples of the Tongtian Cult Master, who will be the future Seventy-Two Earthly Evil Star Lords.
Next to the Holy Mother Spirit Turtle, there are thirty-six people standing, who are the same as the Seventy-two Earthly Evil Star Lords. They will be the future Thirty-six Tiangang Star Lords.
Look again, beside Our Lady of Wudang, there are twenty-eight Taoists. These people have no obvious names at the moment, but in the future they will be the True Monarchs of the Twenty-Eight Constellations.
Next to the Golden Spirit Mother, there were nine people standing. As expected, Jiuyao Xingjun was among them.
Seventy-two Earth Demons, Thirty-six Tiangang, Twenty-Eight Constellations, and Jiuyao Xingjun, at a glance, all of them are people with lofty ideals, and the best among them are not necessarily worse than the immortals of the Chan Sect.
However, this is not the end. In the middle of the formation, the leader of Tongtian Cult is sitting cross-legged, with seven experts who control the formation's eyes beside him.
These seven people, who accompany the saint all the year round, are also called the accompanying true immortals. Their status is even higher than that of the Ten Heavenly Lords of Jin'ao Island, and they are collectively called the Seven Immortals of Penglai.
Especially Wu Yunxian, the leader of the seven, fought twice in a row in the novel, defeating Guangchengzi and Chi Jingjing respectively. In the end, Saint Zhunti personally took action to defeat him, and his cultivation was in the realm of quasi-sage.
In addition to these people, there are more than ten thousand disciples of three generations in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, scattered in all directions and transformed into formation plates.
These people are all disciples of the Jie Jiao of the same generation as Wang Xu. They were scattered across millions of worlds and opened up outside dojos for the Jie Jiao.
Now that the religion is in trouble, everyone has returned to protect the religion. Although they are nameless among the gods, they are the strong cornerstone of the Jie religion.
If anyone from the Middle Thousand Worlds came here, they would definitely be amazed at the sight.
For example, the disciple who carries the formation flag is the powerful immortal who has guarded the Five Yuan Realm for 30,000 years and is collectively known as the Patriarch of the Five Yuans.
The disciple holding the gong is even more powerful. He is the Qingshui True Lord who led the rise of the human race in the Qingshui Realm, drove away the rule of the demon clan, and was recognized as a Buddha by thousands of families.
Did you see that pockmark? He is the True Lord of Wuding Realm. He fought with the Asura clan for eight thousand years and took Wuding Realm back from the hands of the Asura clan, causing countless human beings to fall prey to the blood of the Asura clan.
Became a human being instead of a beast to be slaughtered wantonly.
There are so many kinds.
In the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, even ordinary disciples, placed in the Zhongqian World, are also the patriarchs who guard the world. Everyone can write a million-word novel based on them.
But here, these ancestors who were regarded as the pillars of the sky in the lower world are just the lowest cannon fodder, without even a name.
That middle-aged man who beats the war drum and has a determined look, whose boss is he?
That old man who carries a sword and fights to the death, whose ancestor is he?
That beautiful girl with a flower basket and no smile, whose master is she?
That short man who is three feet tall and holding a five-foot alchemy furnace, whose senior brother is he?
Wang Xu didn't know, he only knew that after this battle, more people cried than laughed.
Behind the apotheosis of the gods is far from being as simple as what is written in the books. If you don't participate, you can't imagine the greatness and cruelty of this battle.
"Good fight!"
Master Xuandu stopped in front of the east formation and looked at the immortals in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation with a cold look in his eyes.
The benevolent sees benevolence and the wise see wisdom. Seeing these disciples working together to coexist and die with Jie Jiao, Master Xuandu somewhat understood why the master who advocated inaction would make an exception and take action against Master Shangqing.
It wasn't that Master wanted to take action, but that he had to take action.
Right now, the Jie Jiao is so powerful. If their development is not interrupted, what will the Jie Jiao look like in one hundred million, one billion, or ten billion years?
Mysterious immortals walk everywhere, golden immortals are not as good as dogs, only a quasi-sage can shake them.
Thinking of that possibility, Master Xuandu shuddered. If this were really the case, the prehistoric era at that time should be called the prehistoric era of Jiejiao.
"Poverty Dao Xuandu, come and break the formation!"
Master Xuandu took a deep breath, stepped into the formation, and said, "Junior Brother Duobao, please."
Taoist Duobao, who was guarding the east formation, closed his eyes and nodded slightly.
If he had a choice, he really didn't want to fight Master Xuandu because he had no confidence at all.
It's a pity that he has no choice. If he takes a step forward, there is still a glimmer of hope, but if he takes a step back, he will really be doomed.
"Brother, please" Taoist Duobao didn't say much. He chanted a mantra and held up the sword behind him.
Master Xuandu took a closer look, a cautious look flashed in his eyes, and whispered: "Qingping Sword!"
Taoist Duobao's weapon is the Qingping Sword borrowed from Master Tongtian.
Because he knew that the person who came to deal with him must be the most powerful person among the three religions. This person might be Guang Chengzi, or even more likely Master Xuandu.
To be honest, I am not sure about Master Xuandu and Taoist Duobao.
For this reason, he specially asked for the Qingping Sword, the portable sword of the Sage of the Shangqing Dynasty, so that he could hope to fight Master Xuandu.
"Go!" Master Xuandu's eyes were solemn. Taoist Duobao urged the innate treasure Qingping Sword. Even he did not dare to take it lightly, and directly offered the Purple Gold Bagua Furnace to resist.
Ding!!
The Qingping Sword struck the Bagua stove, buzzing with no success, and flew back to Taoist Duobao.
"Purple Gold Furnace!"
Taoist Duobao's heart sank. The purple-gold Bagua furnace in Master Xuandu's hand was not only a holy weapon of alchemy, but also an innate treasure.
In terms of cultivation, he himself was inferior to Master Xuandu, and he originally wanted to use the innate treasure to make up for it.
But he didn't expect that when Master Xuandu came down from the mountain, he also brought out the treasures from Tushita Palace. Adding and subtracting would still overwhelm him.
"Taoist Duobao leaves it to Uncle Xuandu to deal with, and we will break the formation."
After glancing at the battle situation, Wang Xu knew that within a short period of time, the two of them would not be able to tell the winner.
After all, the Qingping Sword is a sacred weapon for killing. Although the Purple Gold Furnace is of extraordinary grade, its main function is to refine elixirs. After all, its offense and defense are inferior to those of the most powerful treasures.
In this way, even if Master Xuandu can win, it cannot be done in a short time. Instead of waiting until the winner is decided before taking action, it is better to take this opportunity to break the formation.
The Eastern Formation without Taoist Duobao was not guarding Wang Xu, so the pressure on Wang Xu was not high. Although the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends were powerful, they were still no match for him.
"kill!"
Under the leadership of Wang Xu, Nezha, Jin Zha, Muzha, Lei Zhenzi, Zhou Sheng and a group of three generations of disciples entered the formation.
The main combat forces guarding the Eastern Formation are Taoist Duobao and the Seventy-Two Disha. Although ordinary disciples can support them, they cannot act as the main force in this battle.
Wang Xu took the lead, and his combat power was invincible. Even if the seventy-two evil spirits formed a magic circle, they would still be overwhelmed by him for a while.
With Wang Xu in charge, Nezha and the others took to the task like a fish in water and quickly led the ordinary disciples to charge into the east formation.
Because no force of the same level came to stop them, the Jiejiao disciples were killed and retreated steadily. Occasionally, a few ordinary Xuanxian-level disciples came, but they could not stop San Zha from joining forces, and they were quickly defeated in San Zha's hands.
Come down.
"How brave!"
Seeing that San Zha was acting recklessly and killing ordinary disciples, the seventy-two evil spirits became furious and joined forces to attack.
Individually speaking, the seventy-two Earth Demons are all Xuanxian-level beings, and none of them has the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal.
But their formation was very strange. Seventy-two people formed a large formation, and they were able to burst out the perfect power of the Golden Immortal. Even Wang Xu couldn't defeat them for a while.
At this time, the Seventy-Two Earthly Evils took action in anger, and San Zha suffered a bloody misfortune.
Nezha, the most powerful among the three Zha, currently only has the cultivation level of Xuan Xian Perfect, so how can he block the attack of Jin Xian Perfect.
ah!!
With just one blow, Mu Zha and Jin Zha were beaten to death by the Seventy-Two Earth Fiends.
Nezha was able to survive this disaster not because of his profound spiritual skills, but because of his amazing luck. Before the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends could take action, he was delayed by some strange combination.
It was this step that gave Wang Xu the opportunity to rescue Nezha from the seventy-two evil spirits.
"Big brother, second brother!" Nezha's eyes were splitting after being rescued, and he wished he could fight the seventy-two evil spirits.
Wang Xu stopped him and said coldly: "We are facing a powerful enemy. Don't be reckless. I may not be able to save you next time."
Nezha opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing, holding the fire-pointed spear and charging into the ordinary disciples again.
Wang Xu looked up and found that the Seventy-Two Earth Fiends were about to take action, so he flew up and shouted: "Your opponent is me!"