The ghosts in Gushan come like a tide, and they are not afraid of death, and they come in an endless stream.
This situation is far more terrifying than the original ghost disaster. After all, most of the ghosts in the ghost disaster are little ghosts. In addition to evil ghosts, there are also stronger and more vicious ghosts.
The shape of the people in the Thunder Fire Palace is like a ball of quicksand, which is washed away by water from all directions and gradually forms an irregular circle, but the details are jagged.
Locate a certain area with jagged edges, and then zoom in to see a group of Thunder Fire Temple disciples, which are relatively convex, but have a large recess on both sides, and are surrounded by three sides.
This situation has reached a critical point.
The nine-headed ghosts lead a group of ghosts, evil winds, and ghost fires to take turns to fight, and they use the cold to hit the deboning hook, the ghost kissing knife, the bone meteor hammer and other ghost weapons, which can take away one or two lives every time.
"Thunder Talisman."
The Jinsei disciple among this group of people used up most of his strength to activate the thunder talisman, and the thick thunder blasted out, hitting a shirtless ghost in the chest, knocking him away, and the aftermath swept away all the ghosts within ten meters in diameter.
However, there were too many ghosts around, like duckweeds on the surface of the water, gathering towards the open space and closing in the blink of an eye.
Everyone is gritting their teeth and persisting. They go deep alone, and the reinforcements are blocked outside the mountain, so they can only rely on themselves.
A bunch of divine fire generals used them to fight out ghosts. Facing the tide of ghosts, they could not hold out for long before they were torn into pieces and dissipated.
Five emperors' coins, fire knives, and various magical weapons can eliminate a large number of ghosts at once with almost no aiming. However, the surrounding Gushan ghosts are killing more and more.
"You're a bunch of trash, let me do it."
Their blood was boiling, and the fierce ghosts participating in the siege had frightened expressions on their faces. They saw the ghost crowd moving to both sides, and a burly ghost like a hill rushed to the front line. His eyes were scarlet and he exuded a terrifying aura.
"The bloody ghost."
Despair arose in the hearts of these disciples. They were already in a shaky state, and now the arrival of the Bloody Ghost has made it even worse.
“Isn’t that reasonable?
An old angry shout sounded, the firelight fell to the ground, hunting in the wind, unfurled a big flag, and roared with raging fire.
Waving the flag method.
The old man surnamed Tang landed next to the fire flag and stood in front of many disciples, blocking the bloody ghost.
"Uncle Tang."
When the disciples of Jince saw him, they shouted worriedly, that was a bloody ghost, and he was no match for the ordinary Jiuqu Middle Realm.
"You guys can watch with peace of mind, how does old man Sui kill the enemy?"
The old man surnamed Tang stamped his feet, the soles of his feet hitting the ground, and his breath blended with the fire flag beside him.
The flagpole spread out its scorching lines, and in the blink of an eye, a complete formation formed on the ground beneath his feet.
Flag Gate Formation, the core secret method of the flag-waving method.
It's a pity that the old man surnamed Tang is an outer sect after all, so he can't really pass it on. The remaining formation at his feet is already the essence of what he has learned throughout his life.
This formation is not for self-protection, but only for killing the enemy.
"Both jade and stone will perish."
The eyes of the old man surnamed Tang showed a look of cruelty and determination, just like those of his fellow sects who had sacrificed their lives fighting against the Ghost Tribe and Gushan over the years.
His qualifications are mediocre and he has no true skills. He has wasted most of his life and only stayed in the middle realm of Jiuqu. He is far from the opponent of the Blood Demon.
Therefore, the old man surnamed Tang had a clear purpose from the beginning, burning his life, cultivation and everything in order to injure the blood ghost as hard as possible.
Leave the rest to those little dolls!
"Uncle Tang."
The disciples exclaimed, but the old man named Tang could no longer hear them.
He held the fire flag and stepped on the remaining formation, rising from the ground like a setting sun. Even though it was about to set, it still burned and shone.
The bloody ghost sneered, "Are you going to die?"
After saying that, his whole body swelled, including his forehead, neck, chest, shoulders, back, and his big mouth filled with densely cracked fangs and black holes.
With a slight jump, the Blood Demon's body spread out, and the whole body turned into smoke. Only those fangs and big mouth were still there. Without the limitations of the body, it could bite and gnaw from various angles, making scalp-numbing chewing and swallowing sounds.
Voice.
The setting sun transformed by the old man surnamed Tang fell into the smoke transformed by the blood ghost and was immediately divided up by many large mouths.
Failed?
The big mouth transformed by the bloody ghost, its fangs collided up and down, and it was still chewing, as if it had swallowed rubber that could not be boiled.
"fire."
An old voice emerged in the void, stirring the soul.
Wow!
The smoke billowed, and the mouth opened wide, whimpering, and a pillar of fire as thick as a water tank was spewed out.
The pillars of fire made strokes, intertwining in the air to form a remnant formation, covering the smoke transformed by the blood ghost, suppressing it to the ground.
The fire spread everywhere, causing the mouths to open and close, and then dissipated, until only one remained.
The last fanged mouth rolled a few times in the smoke, and the surrounding smoke shrank sharply, returning to the physical appearance of the blood ghost.
"pity.
The old man surnamed Tang sighed and finally disappeared.
The remaining formation was exhausted and could not wait to destroy the blood ghosts, so it disappeared from the sky.
The blood spirit ghost's vitality was severely damaged. Seeing the death of the old man surnamed Tang, his arrogance became even more arrogant and he wanted to devour all those disciples.
"Whoosh."
There was a flash of white light, and he entered through the mouth of the blood basin. Under the huge force, the head of the blood ghost as big as a millstone was blown to pieces on the spot.
The headless corpse turned around and ran away. As a result, white light rose up and went straight up and down, splitting the headless corpse in half.
The ghost nature soared into the sky, but was contained by a small bottle. The ghost sealing talisman flashed a few times and was completely quiet.
"Pity."
Wang Fu took back the throwing ax and the ghost-sealing vessel, and sighed, the old man surnamed Tang died heroically.
It's not that his mother arrived late, but that similar scenes were everywhere, and Wang Fu was unable to do anything to put out fires everywhere.
"That's all, why are you so stingy with three melons and two dates at this time?"
Wang Fu took a deep breath, took out the moiré mirror, and gently stroked the smooth and flat mirror surface with his palms.
"Next, it's up to you."
Wang Fu took out the few remaining elixirs, ten in total, and threw them into his mouth, pressing them under his tongue without swallowing.
"The mirror light rises."
A mirror as big as a bowl appeared in the sky, hanging overhead.
Wang Fu activated his magic power, and the mirror light began to expand, from the basin, to the wheel, to the pond, to covering the area where the thunder fire was located, in just the blink of an eye.
Next, Wang Fu constructed the space in the mirror and began to construct projections for all the disciples present.
The consumption of mana skyrocketed instantly, crushing three magic elixirs one after another before it could hold on.
Previously, in the Northwest Lower Courtyard, there was a sky-reaching magic circle that increased infinitely, making it easy to copy the reflection. Now, it is all driven by the magic power of your own hands, making it more difficult.
Swish, brush, brush!
In the battlefield, a strange scene suddenly occurred. Two identical 'selves' suddenly appeared around all the disciples.
"It's the Young Palace Master."
Many people had fought side by side with Wang Fu and knew that this was a reflection in the mirror, and immediately became proficient in operating it.
With three times the strength bonus, the pressure suddenly decreased drastically, and most people turned from defense to offense, with a rainbow of momentum.
Some disciples who practiced the flag-waving method were surprised to find that the main body and the two shadows in the mirror joined forces to greatly increase the power of the flag formation.