I saw this hillside filled with people and crowds of people.
Buddhist monks accounted for slightly more than half of them, vaguely headed by Shaolin.
Several Buddhist monks were gathered together to discuss how to stop Haojie this time.
On the Taoist side, there is a tripartite force, led by Qingcheng, Wudang, and Beidou Tianyuan Qi Sect.
The heads of several major sects have met together and are discussing how to eliminate the Yin evil ghosts.
While several major forces were discussing, a huge rumbling sound suddenly came from the land of Yinsha ghosts.
When the earth shook and the mountains shook, the Yinsha ghost gate completely exploded.
Corrective Qi soared into the sky, as if it had received an order, and overwhelming ghosts spread in all directions.
In an instant, a hundred miles in radius was filled with darkness.
Everything as far as the eye could see was the fantasy of ghosts.
The ghosts are all different, some are humanoid, some are monsters, all have ferocious faces, fangs exposed, and their bodies are indeed a bit unreal.
Everyone was dumbfounded and thought of discussing it, but it was too late.
A large wave of ghostly things, carrying a rustling wind, swept towards the place where the monks gathered.
The people in charge of the major sects greeted the disciples and began to fight against the ghosts.
The monks looked a little confused.
But there is no better strategy or plan for the moment, so we can only work together as a group.
They greeted each other's fellow disciples and began to rush towards the ghost mist.
Suddenly, the banging sound of battle, the chanting of Buddhism, the roar of ghosts, and the screams of monks were intertwined, and the shaking mountains and rocks rolled down one after another.
Danfeng and his entourage also joined the battle.
Her group all used magic attacks and had great restraint on ghosts.
Many ghosts were instantly killed by them before they got close and turned into wisps of smoke.
The Buddhist monks were even more impressed.
Buddhism has a fatal restraint on ghosts and evil spirits.
Seeing many monks, they naturally formed groups of three or five and took action together.
The monks all had similar instruments, mainly Zen sticks, alms bowls, and Buddhist beads.
They were all chanting words, as if they were praying for the salvation of those ghosts.
Some waved their Zen staffs, and saw a large group of sinister ghosts instantly disappearing in the place swept by the Zen light, but then more ghosts immediately filled in, and it seemed that they could not be killed all.
Some were holding alms bowls, and golden light shone one after another.
Three or five ghosts must have been put into the alms bowls, and wisps of green smoke came out of the alms bowls in an instant.
There were even more monks holding rosary beads.
As they raised their hands and swayed them, they turned the beans into soldiers.
With each sway, there were a dozen three-foot-tall black-armored warriors fighting with the ghosts.
Together, the ghosts embrace each other and turn into dust.
The Taoist side is not weak either.
The true energy is rolling like ocean waves, and the sword energy is like lightning and thunder.
They rush into the ghosts with overwhelming force, and the groups of ghosts and evil things turn into nothing in an instant.
Although there are many Yin evil ghosts, their ability to fight back is very small.
At this moment, someone suddenly heard a shout, and the voice was full of energy, so that all the monks could hear it clearly: "You must maintain your strength, these are just low-level ghosts, don't consume too much."
The person who shouted was none other than the leader of Wudang, Gu Qingyu, a great monk in the Sea Transformation Realm.
His eyebrows were furrowed, his fists were clasped in the air, his expression was extremely majestic, and he said loudly: "Wudang disciples listened to the order, and the monks in the Sea Transformation Realm and the Condensation Pill Realm quickly stopped and began to set up the Nine Palace Sword Formation with this place as the center, and the original nine people were divided into groups."
"Monks in the Tongmai Realm and the Physical Refining Realm, this is your opportunity to experience and your opportunity.
For the sake of your loved ones behind you, fight the enemy with all your strength."
After Wudang leader Gu Qingyu gave this order, everyone in the Wudang sect obviously became more orderly.
The heads of the other factions also began to mobilize their troops.
Zhao Changfeng and the others have returned to the sect, and according to the division within the sect, they have returned to the already arranged team formation.
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This time is different from the experience.
Large sects have strict rules.
Danfeng is a casual cultivator, so of course he cannot join Qingcheng's team.
Because each sect has its own sword formations or formations that are never passed down to others.
This is especially true for a large sect like Qingcheng, which is famous for its swordsmanship.
Qingcheng's Seven Ultimate Sword Formation laid the foundation for the sect's prosperity to this day.
For a time, the various sects became orderly and began to form formations.
Danfeng was one of the few female cultivators, and she was alone.
There were only a handful of female cultivators present, and they were all the geniuses in the sect and were traveling with their master.
Her group was particularly conspicuous, and her slightly thin figure showed no fear.
She was cooperating with several spiritual beasts to eliminate ghosts and monsters.
She found that the fire attack was very effective against these ghosts and monsters.
The bursts of fire rain could kill a dozen ghosts, which was no weaker than those of the Buddhist monks.
With the assistance of Fatty, Xiaoqing, and Xiaoqi, the ghosts on her side were strangled to ashes without even getting close.
These ghosts are just cannon fodder.
Apart from their terrifying numbers, their attacks are extremely weak.
Looking at the monks, except for a few low-level monks in the body refining realm, there are only a few casualties.
The situation is very good.
Danfeng was struggling to clear away the ghosts, and she didn't notice that Fang Zhitian was already standing beside her.
The two brothers Duan Haoge and Duan Haojie were also clearing away the ghosts while moving closer to her.
As the great monks of the Condensing Core Realm and the Sea Transformation Realm retreated, the war became more urgent.
The ghosts and demons seemed to be killing them endlessly.
Just after one wave was wiped out, the next wave followed.
Danfeng couldn't help but frown.
Although the magic attack was sharp, the consumption of spiritual power was huge.
After several hours of continuous attacks, the magic power had bottomed out.
Fortunately, the sword formations of those major cultivators have already taken shape, surrounding the mountain, surrounding the ghosts and monsters, replacing the monks in the Meridian and Body Refining realms, giving them time to adjust their breath and recover.
Danfeng and his party had just been replaced, and before they had to adjust their breathing quickly to replenish their spirits, they saw a large number of high-level ghosts appearing in the ghost mist.
Not only was his body solid, but his face also looked unusually dark, and the spell he used was also unusual.
As he raised his hand, the evil force turned into a rain of arrows, strangled the monks.
There are also some who look like they are tall and tall with two horns.
They float casually behind the ghosts, opening their mouths and howling from time to time, as if they are sending troops.
Those ghosts with solid bodies are obviously at the same level as the monks in the Condensation Stage.
A single enemy can only use magic attacks to form a confrontation with the great monks in the Condensation Stage.
They can make use of the evil spirit here to attack them at any time.
Supplementary consumption.
Gradually, the strength of the monks was exhausted.
Not only were the young monks dying in large numbers, but even the big monks in the Condensing Pill Realm were frequently injured.
Danfeng frowned, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then stepped back a few meters away, distributed the spirit pills to the three spirit beasts to replenish their mana, while he sat cross-legged, running his skills, and trying to refine the yin.
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