One hour at a time.
A thin cloud covers the moon, but it gives people a gloomy and depressing feeling.
In the land of mutation, when the battle to slay the demons was about to succeed, a large number of white-eyed underworld suddenly appeared, causing unexpected changes in the battle.
Outside the Four Elephants Conferred God Formation, Ye Zangfeng saw the white-eyed Netherworld blocking the way in front of him. His heart was shaken, and the blade of his sword turned, turning the sword into a fist. With a bang, he flew the Netherworld in front of him.
In front of the place of mutation, Luoyang looked at the large number of white-eyed underworlds appearing in front of him. He was the first to react and shouted urgently, "Everyone, go help!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luoyang didn't hesitate at all. He held the Xiaowen gun and rushed into the battle.
On the side, Wang Teng also reacted, glanced at the two people next to him, and reminded, "Miss Qingtan, please help take care of this relative. She doesn't know martial arts and has no ability to protect herself. She has to work."
After saying that, Wang Teng didn't waste any more time and rushed into the frontline.
Behind them, the strong men from the upper four sects also rushed into the mutated place ahead without any hesitation.
The war broke out immediately.
"Roar!"
At this moment, in the Four Elephants Conferred God Formation, due to the help of Baiyan Mingtu, the formation appeared to be unstable. The child looked up to the sky and roared, and the black air around him surged wildly. With a bang, all the masters of the four sects were thrown away.
Three feet away, Xiao Yiren and the other three steadied their bodies and looked at the crazy monster in front of them with shocked expressions on their faces.
I saw black energy surging rapidly at the child's broken right arm, and the broken arm was rapidly regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Perhaps, due to the influence of Taichu Sword, the regeneration speed of the child's right arm is slightly slower, but there is no doubt that Taichu Sword is not enough to completely suppress the regeneration power of Hades.
During the battle, Xiao Yiren noticed the white-eyed underworld coming continuously around him, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, our luck seems not to be very good, so be prepared to fight for your life."
God's calculations are not as good as those of humans. No one expected that White Eyes Netherworld would appear at this critical moment, and in such a huge number.
"I didn't plan to go out completely."
The leader of the White Tiger Sect stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and responded with an indifferent expression, "Come on, today, either he dies or we die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the White Tiger Sect held a spear and rushed forward again.
"It's really troublesome!"
On the other side, the Xuanwu Sect Master sighed with emotion, and rushed forward without any nonsense.
"Let's do it again."
Old Suzaku glanced at the surrounding battle situation, his body lit up with the sacred flame of Suzaku, and he stepped into the battle situation.
While the three sect masters took action, all around, the strong men from the top four sects responsible for forming the formation barely stabilized their injuries, regrouped, and continued to use the formation to suppress the Netherland in the middle.
However, this time, everyone was obviously more powerless.
The superiority of Netherland's super regeneration and recovery ability gradually emerged. As everyone's injuries accumulated and their true energy was consumed, the power of the Four Symbols Conferred God Formation also gradually weakened.
"Sister Qingtan, it seems we are going to fail."
Outside the land of change, Xiao Xiao looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and murmured softly.
On the side, Qingtan raised his head and glanced at the moon covered by clouds. He clenched his right hand tightly and his expression was extremely solemn.
This quarter of an hour is too long.
If only the young master were here, he would definitely be able to think of a way to deal with it.
"The sacred power of the Vermilion Bird, the vermilion flame burns the sky!"
In the place of mutation, the masters of the upper four sects tried their best to encircle and suppress the endless white-eyed netherworld, buying time for the four sect masters and the fellow practitioners in charge of forming the formation.
Led by the strong men of the Suzaku Sect, everyone cooperated tacitly and killed batch after batch of White-eyed Nethers. However, there were so many White-eyed Nethers that they seemed to be inexhaustible.
Although the regeneration ability of the White-Eyed Netherworld is not as incredible as that of the Black-Eyed Netherworld, it is still not easy to kill. It requires everyone to work together to severely injure it, and then use the Suzaku Holy Flame to destroy all the corpses.
Fortunately, the people coming from the four major sects this time are all elites. They are all great practitioners of the fifth realm. They will basically not give away their lives to the other party for free. Facing the waves of attacks from a large number of white-eyed underworlds, with tacit cooperation, they can barely Able to resist.
However, no one knows when this extreme balance will be broken.
"Little bastard, are you okay?"
During the battle, Luoyang and Wang Teng repelled the attacks of the three White-Eyed Netherworlds back to back. Luoyang noticed the blood stains on the clothes of the person behind him and asked.
"fine."
Wang Teng tore off his shirt, wrapped it around the wound on his arm, and responded.
"Be careful."
Luoyang reminded solemnly, "The main way to assimilate the underworld is to rely on your own blood. Although the assimilation power of these white-eyed underworld is not that strong, you still have to be careful and don't let their blood contaminate your wounds."
"clear."
Wang Teng responded, tore off another piece of his sleeve, and wrapped the wound more tightly.
Scholars can be killed or humiliated, but they must not turn into monsters.
It's better to have a good relationship. At this time, he can still watch the excitement outside leisurely. If he had known it, he would only practice his mental skills and not his moves.
"ah!"
While the two were talking, suddenly, not far away, a scream rang out. A great practitioner of the Five Realms of the White Tiger Sect was torn open by a White-Eyed Netherworld. Then, more White-Eyed Netherworlds pounced on him and annihilated him. .
Casualties began to appear at an accelerated rate.
Among the huge number of White-Eyed Netherworlds, there are many practitioners of the Five Realms who had advanced cultivation in their lifetimes. After being assimilated into White-Eyed Netherworlds, their strength is still strong.
Everyone around them watched helplessly as fellow practitioners were killed by Baiyan Mingtu. While feeling sad and angry, no one flinched.
Because, before coming, everyone was mentally prepared to die, otherwise, they would not be here.
"Luoyang, we may die here."
During the battle, Wang Teng looked at the white-eyed ghosts emerging from all directions and said softly.
"Even if you die, you can't let these monsters out."
Luoyang responded. Suddenly, his body trembled, he looked around and said, "No, these white-eyed underworlds seem to be controlled. Otherwise, why didn't anyone rush out of the mutated place?"
Behind, Wang Teng was startled when he heard Luoyang's reminder and noticed this strange phenomenon.
Isn't the underworld like a beast, with only instinct and not much consciousness?
Why are these white-eyed underworlds so disciplined?
"brat."
At the same moment, in the Central Plains, Kong Qiu looked in the direction of the mutated place and said solemnly, "What you are most worried about may have happened."
In front of the Rakshasa Army, Li Ziye heard the message from the Confucian leader, his eyes darkened slightly, and he asked, "Has the underworld begun to give birth to its own will?"
"good."
Confucius nodded and responded, "Although it is very weak, it has indeed begun to appear."
"That really adds insult to injury."
Li Ziye sighed deeply when he heard this. The immortal underworld was already very terrifying. If it had its own discipline and will, it would be a disaster for the human race.
The misfortunes are even more unfortunate, everything has developed in the worst direction.
