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But after all, it was a drop in the bucket. The group of Qi Refining monks brought by the Yuling Sect were too many, and the attacks of spells and magic weapons could not be stopped at all, and they bombarded the formations unscrupulously.
Within the formation, although the soul-destroying sect's Qi-refining monks were still resisting needlessly, their twinkling eyes had betrayed them.
And some of them also tacitly retreated to the side, looking for angles, and only waited for the formation to break before breaking out in order to survive.
By this point in this battle, the morale of the army has been weakened. There is no point in holding on in the face of a huge gap in strength. It is just a dead end.
Ants are greedy for life, let alone monks who aspire to immortality?
"Everyone, since the formation is about to be broken, you should break out individually. We have tried our best in this battle."
Seeing that there was no way he could save himself, the monk named Zhang Ji said helplessly.
The spells and their respective magic weapons were inspired by the Yuling Sect monks. The destruction of the great formation was undoubtedly not motivating them. After all, as soon as the great formation was broken, it would be announced that they would win this battle, and the four hundred sect contribution points would also be lost. into their pockets
In this way, another twenty or thirty breaths of time passed.
"Bang!
"Bang bang!"
“Bang bang bang bang!”
...
Suddenly, as if it had reached a certain critical point, the entire Shuiyun Hengshan Formation could no longer bear it, and the formation nodes everywhere exploded one after another.
After all, the formation was forcibly broken open by the monks of the Yuling Sect.
The formation suddenly produced a burst of dazzling spiritual light, and then dense cracks gradually spread on the mask at an extremely fast speed. In just a few breaths, the entire mask was covered in an instant.
"Bang!"
Just like a bubble being popped, it shattered suddenly, and finally turned into a subtle aura that filled the sky and disappeared before everyone's eyes.
At the same time, the two foundation-building monks of the Soul Destroyer Sect suddenly turned pale when the formation was destroyed.
There was a "pop" sound.
Then he spit out a mouthful of bright red blood, and his own aura instantly declined a lot.
This was the backlash that the two of them, as those in charge of the formation, received after the Shuiyun Hengshan Formation was broken.
But after all, the two of them are foundation-building monks who have experienced hundreds of battles. They just saw the two of them holding on to their bodies and shouted sharply:
"run!"
The formation was broken, and the Soul Destroying Sect monks present had turned into pigs and sheep to be slaughtered, but no one was willing to just surrender.
There was no need for the two soul-destroying sect foundation-building monks to shout. The moment the formation broke apart, the soul-destroying sect's qi-refining disciples present had already fled in the direction that had been decided long ago in a tacit understanding.
- Time, - all the disciples of the Soul Destroyer Sect show their magical powers, just to escape from death.
"Did you run away? Kill me and leave no one behind."
Huang Xiuxian put away the formation disk, glanced around him coldly, and finally locked his eyes on the foundation-building monk named Zhang. Then he pulled out a black spear from nowhere and went towards it. His own aura gradually increased at this moment. .
He is the person with the highest cultivation level in the Soul Destroyer Sect here. In order to prevent him from jumping over the wall and massacring the Yuling Sect monks, he must stop him first.
As for the remaining Lu Bai and Zhuo Derong, one of them faced the white-bearded old man, while the other one swept the formation beside him.
"Ding!"
Han Changlin was already prepared on one side. When he saw one of the Qi Refining disciples of the Soul Destroyer Sect flying towards him, he quickly used his green flame sword to meet him.
The person who was intercepted by Han Changlin was a monk who had reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. The man was dressed in purple and looked quite embarrassed at the moment.
The green flame sword controlled by Han Changlin was extremely fast. While swallowing the sword light, he hit the defensive weapon controlled by the man with one sword, sending him flying back.
"Fellow Taoist, why bother? I'm willing to take off the storage bag on my waist, and ask fellow Taoist to save my life."
As he spoke, the man stretched his hands towards his waist with a frightened expression.
However, Han Changlin didn't care about him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and flashed with murderous intent.
In this battle, it is destined that one of the two sides must die. Being soft will only bring unknown consequences to yourself.
Suddenly, Han Changlin pointed with one hand, and the magic power in his body surged. The sword light wrapped in the green flame sword surged again, and then turned into a ray of light, with a cold aura, and shot towards the purple-clothed monk. Go away as fast as the rainbow in the sky.
After doing this, Han Changlin didn't stop yet. He patted the storage bag on his waist again and took out the Qianhan Bell.
Then he threw away the Qianhan Bell without any hesitation in his magic power.
He saw the Qianhan Bell flying towards his head and turning slowly. As Han Changlin cast a spell, the Qianhan Bell suddenly sounded on its own.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and sound waves spread towards the purple-clothed monk.
At the same time, using a top-quality magic weapon or a top-grade magic weapon consumes a lot of mana and spiritual consciousness, but Han Changlin must make a quick decision, after all, he doesn't have much time.
"There are also top-grade magic weapons. How is it possible..."
Seeing Han Changlin's burst of strength, the purple-clothed monk couldn't help but take a step back, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all.
But I saw him reaching for his waist, not to untie the storage bag on his waist.
Instead, he touched his belt, and then a ray of silver light shot out from his belt and headed straight for Han Changlin's door.
"snort!"
Seeing this, Han Changlin couldn't help but sneered.
He had already expected such a situation. As a monk at the eighth level of Qi Refining, he did not think that the other party would be so unbearable.
If he had truly believed this person just now, he might have died.
The silver light flew extremely fast and arrived in front of Han Changlin in the blink of an eye.
But Han Changlin was not afraid at all. Just when the silver light was about to touch Han Changlin, the Black Black Shield suddenly appeared in front of him.
However, the silver light was so terrifying that there was only a "pop" sound and it sank directly into the black shield.
At the same time, on the other side.
The sonic attack triggered by Han Changlin hit the purple-clothed monk one step ahead of the Jade Flame Sword.
He only heard a muffled "hum" sound from him, and he felt that his mind went blank for a few breaths, and the breath on his body became disordered.
"Sonic attack?"
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of the purple-clothed monk's mouth.
His Adam's apple twitched as he forced himself to swallow a mouthful of blood, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.
But this man's will to survive finally gained the upper hand, and he summoned his magical weapon and faced the Jade Flame Sword.
However, the cutting power of the Jade Flame Sword was unstoppable. In just a few rounds, the purple-clothed monk's magical weapon was beaten back and he could only passively defend.
The man was wielding a long black sword. It was a high-grade magic weapon and was no match for the Jade Flame Sword.
At this moment, under the attack of the green flame sword, it was already on the verge of collapse.
Seeing this scene, Han Changlin's expression was still very calm. He was afraid of having a long night and dreaming too much, and just wanted to end the battle quickly.
"Take advantage of his illness to kill him!"
As Han Changlin's thoughts turned around, he made another seal. The Qianhan Bell hanging above his head attacked again, and a sonic attack hit the purple-clothed monk again.
At the same time, the mana and consciousness in his body decreased again, especially the consciousness.
After all, this battle was Han Changlin's first time using Qianhan Bell's sonic attack. He estimated that he could only launch four sonic attacks in a short period of time.
This sonic attack caused the purple-clothed monk to lose consciousness for a longer period of time. It was not until the green flame sword struck his head that he came back to his senses.
Only a "pop" sound was heard.
The purple-clothed monk didn't have any time to react before Han Changlin cut his body into two pieces from head to toe with a sword. In an instant, blood and energy flew out.
"thump!"
The two-part body slowly fell towards both sides, and the spring-like red blood instantly soaked the land, dyeing a large area red, adding a bit of strangeness.
And the black long sword of the purple-clothed monk suddenly fell to the ground because of the purple-clothed monk's death, and then lost its aura and changed into its original appearance, which looked very ordinary.
"call..."
Han Changlin let out a breath of turbid air, then stretched out his hand to withdraw the Jade Flame Sword.
At the same time, don’t forget to collect your loot.
Afterwards, Han Changlin looked around, and the battle came to an end.
There was no doubt that the Yuling Sect was completely victorious in this battle.
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