In the Paiyun Palace, Chen Yunsheng had already left, and he insisted on taking the lead in the face of everyone's opposition, and sneaked into the vast mountains and forests with the Canglan Eight Guards Zhuge Jingyu lightly tapped the cardinal in the center of the circle, and a circle of blue light rippled out, like water waves.
The whole jade plate came alive at once, and the dark blue lines jumped wildly, making people dazzled.
There was a sudden burst of pure aura fluctuations on the jade plate, blowing Zhuge Jingyu's sideburns.
The central qi ruin opened, and a huge net of killing slowly opened.
Zhuge Jingyu could even smell the blood.
On Zhang Mingyuan's side, the ten-person team that had surpassed him before was struck by a lightning bolt, which instantly evaporated three monks, and the remaining seven monks were also shocked into the woods due to the impact of the electric light.
There was a rustling sound in the woods, like the sound of eggshells cracking, and everyone knew that those monks were probably more than lucky.
The loud sound of lightning silenced everyone, and the monks who were moving forward at that moment stopped their light, as if time had stopped at that moment.
"The Circle is still there" "We're in their circle" "It's a trap" "What now" Confidence collapsed in an instant, morale is the key to group battles, morale is not there, even if the strength is stronger than the opponent, it will be a fiasco.
Hua Jianyuan was furious, he waved his big hand, and shot out two dazzling lights, forming a huge spark, which meant very obviously, attacking Taibai Peak.
The boss's toughness reinvigorated the monks' confidence, and the monks began to charge again, and the web of the heavens rumbled like a sophisticated machine.
From south to north, a red-gold wall of fire suddenly appeared, about 20 zhang high and about 10 zhang wide, and the place where the fire wall passed was scorched earth.
In an instant, three monks were turned into ashes, and the monks who reacted either took the road and left, or stirred up the talisman and magic weapon defense they carried with them.
Seeing that the monstrous flames were about to engulf more monks, Hua Jianyuan, who was high above, waved his hand and simply pinched a trick, and a whirlwind flew out of his hand The whirlwind erupting from Hua Jianyuan's palm turned faster and faster, like a huge whirlpool, rolling the surging wall of fire into it, the flames seemed to be pulled away little by little, and the color of the wall of fire gradually faded and lost its vitality.
A monk on the verge of being consumed in flames was alive, panting for breath, his beard burning, and his face burned.
The left flank of the Five Factions Alliance was led by the brothers of the Guo family, and after being attacked by the magic circle, his first reaction was to lead all his subordinates to fly into the sky, the higher the better, and the blue sky was an excellent place for them to avoid the attack.
But before the monks could fly upward, after a sound of the sky collapsing and the earth cracking, the air flow in the sky gradually accelerated, and an invisible whirlwind gradually took shape, silent at first, and then there was a hissing sound of air flow tearing.
But where did the five hundred monks of the Guo family on the left still manage so much, everyone rushed to the sky, and those warning signs were directly ignored by them.
When the body of the tallest monk of the flight was torn apart, there were still people who rushed towards the blue.
When five people were crushed into a pile of debris by the inexplicable wind and fell like raindrops, it finally aroused people's alarm, and many people stopped.
But there were still a few people who couldn't stop and rushed into that invisible but extremely dangerous realm.
Rain of blood and flesh and bones.
There was blood between the noses, and Guo Changke roared hoarsely: "Everyone rush forward, there is still a distance of fifty miles, kill Taibai Peak, slaughter these shrunken turtles to avenge the dead brothers."
The group of monks was only disrupted by the sudden attack, and the death of more than a dozen people made them quickly calm down, Guo Changke's shout was quickly answered, and the monks let out a whining roar and rushed towards Taibai Peak.
At this moment, there is no need to maintain a formation, everyone rushes forward as fast as possible, if it is slow, it will lose its life, and if it is fast, there is still a chance.
But just when the more than 500 people on the left flank rushed to the hinterland thirty miles away from Taibai Peak, suddenly an inexplicable black wind swirled out from between heaven and earth, not so much a black whirlwind, but a black swirling smoke is more appropriate, and there are constantly people moaning and roaring in pain in the smoke and dust, and the heads of people are highlighted in the smoke and dust, and they disappear in an instant.
The black whirlwind twisted between heaven and earth like a hovering dragon, like a black line from a distance, and the terrifying width of a dozen zhang in diameter from a close distance made everyone tremble.
"It's the means of the Shuras" This was Guo Changke's first reaction, but how could the Shura Gate's soul flag emit such a huge power.
The ghost department in the Qingzhou branch of the Shura Gate has a dementor banner in his hand, and hundreds to thousands of yin spirits are gathered on each flag, and when attacking, he only needs to manipulate the black flag, emitting thick black smoke.
The black storm gradually moved towards Guo Changke's five hundred people, and everything withered everywhere it passed, even the land was as black as ink, and life was sucked out in an instant, leaving only a dry track.
"Retreat, everyone retreat" Although Guo Changke gave the order to retreat, it was a little late, and the black storm went faster and faster, and finally rolled towards them as quickly as a monk's retreat.
More than a dozen monks were swept into the eye of the storm and instantly turned into white bones, without even letting out a miserable cry.
Guo Changke and Guo Changxing glanced at each other, and the two brothers hurriedly pinched the trick, and two earthy yellow rays of light burst out from their heavenly spirits.
The light quickly fused together, and a large circular shield appeared in front of everyone.
The two brothers pinched the magic trick with great tacit understanding, and as the magic tricks continued to hit the shield floating in the air, an extremely majestic light was released from the outer edge of the shield.
A layer of looming light barrier spread out to the surroundings with the shield as the center, and a large number of Buddhist mantras circulated on the barrier like swimming fish, this barrier quickly covered everyone, and everyone's hearts seemed to be covered with a warm veil, and the feeling of panic was swept away.
"Warm Heart Fanyang Shield" Many monks of the Guo family recognized this magic weapon that was barely driven by the two brothers casting spells at the same time, and their faces became much better.
The monks of the other sects did not know what was going on, and still seemed to be a little panicked.
Guo Changxing shouted loudly, "Rest assured, this Fanyang shield was asked by the immortal master from a Buddhist master, and it is extremely powerful, and it is a heavy weapon to protect the Guo family, specializing in overcoming the fierce spirit of the world," The black whirlwind hit the Fanyang Shield, as the Guo brothers said, although this ferocious aura was violent, it could not break through the light shield.
The pale yellow Sanskrit words flowed rapidly, flickering between light and dark, as if reflecting the fate of the monks.
They slowly retreated, although this magic weapon could be stopped for a while, it could not be stopped for a lifetime.
The magic weapon is activated by manpower, and the power of the magic circle comes from the spirit stone, and there will be a moment when the two brothers are unable to drive the Fanyang shield, so they must retreat to a safe place within a limited time.
The formation of the five factions of the Heavenly Dome attacking the mountain has been chaotic, and the five parts of the front, center, left and right have their own duties, and the leaders of the five sects have taken the left and right to raid, in a vain attempt to break out of the net of the heavens and rush to the Taibai Peak, which is close at hand.
Hua Jianyuan's hands were opened, and the boundless flames were condensed by him into a tongue of fire with the thickness of the mouth of the bowl, spinning at high speed in the sky.
At this moment, the surrounding wall of fire was raging again, this time it was more violent, the flames were bigger, the temperature was higher, and the trees that were still a few feet away from the flames were instantly scorched by the sudden heat wave, and more than a dozen monks who had no time to dodge died instantly.
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They are monks who fly to the heavens and the earth, immortals in the eyes of mortals, but they are as vulnerable as mortals in the face of such great power.
Hua Jianyuan watched the morale of the monks attacking the mountain collapse bit by bit, and his heart seemed to be burned by flames.
One after another, the whirlwind entangled by the Nine Turns of Xuan Xuan Qi gathered dead trees, scorched earth, dead corpses, and flames together, forming a black whirlwind.
He gritted his teeth and pushed the whirlwind towards the ground in front of him, Hua Jianyuan wanted to rely on the most primitive method to break the magic circle in front of him.
The whirlwind was extremely powerful, hitting the soil and cutting a large pit in the ground with a radius of more than ten zhang and a depth of ten zhang.
But the net of the heavens that he underestimated, although the net of heaven was hugely powerful, not every inch of land was covered with formation patterns.
Within a radius of 100 kilometers, the probability of such a random bombardment hitting the key point of the magic circle is very small.
The violent shaking made Zhang Mingyuan's heart frightened, although he had cultivated the Tao for a hundred years, but this kind of scene was the first time to see, all kinds of flames, all kinds of lightning, all kinds of smoke, all kinds of killings, for a moment he seemed to have left the battlefield, and returned to the colorful childhood, lightning and flames are just fireworks of the New Year, fleeting, can not hurt people but can make people applaud.
If it weren't for a monk beside him who risked being struck by a bolt of lightning and threw Zhang Mingyuan away, he would have turned into a cloud of scorched earth, just like the group of monks rushing in front.
The monk next to him roared with a dead face, "Retreat, retreat and don't want to die, retreat" And a second flash of lightning flashed, and his voice stopped abruptly because he was shattered.
Zhang Mingyuan woke up, he drove the light and flew backwards, in terms of the speed of taking off and retreating, there were few Jindan monks in the Wind Valley who could match him.
Dongnan Qingyue and Ren Samadhi joined forces, and the two of them sacrificed their respective defensive magic weapons, temporarily alleviating the danger of losing their lives one after another, and a thousand monks slowly retreated.
Although Hua Jianyuan gave a clear order to attack in the air, they and the Heavenly Dome Sect did not have a life-and-death hatred, and they could not commit a death fight.
Southeast Qingyue's cheeks were constantly illuminated by streamers, and her defensive magic weapon was a hundred and eight bowl-sized lotus leaves, the blue and blue leaves shone softly, constantly blocking the wind, fire, thunder and lightning that attacked.
Seeing that he was about to withdraw a hundred miles from the surroundings of Taibai Peak, Dongnan Qingyue let out a sigh of relief, feeling more relaxed than ever.
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