Although Lord Changmei and the others were discussing endlessly, Chanjing did not particularly bother to participate. Instead, he was absorbed in paying attention to the actions of the ghosts and monsters.
Venerable Changmei was surprised. The actions of the ghosts and ghosts in this small world of underworld were no different from before. Is there anything that deserves the special attention of the head abbot?
Just as he was wondering in his heart and the ghosts and monsters were pressing forward one after another, there was finally movement in the human race's formation.
As usual, several large flags were stretched out from the high platform. Under the command of Abbot Chanjing, these large flags fluttered and changed, and several flags were played.
In conjunction with this flag, waves of long-distance and powerful spells roared out from the human formation, attacking the densely packed phalanx of ghosts and monsters as if they were washing the ground.
These are all normal operations of both parties during this period, and everyone seems to be familiar with them.
The ghosts and monsters here in the small world of Huangquan also specially increased the density of tree monsters. When waves of powerful spell attacks rushed over, the ghosts and monsters immediately hid in the trees as if they were practicing with the human formation. Strange body.
At this time, the tree monsters will squeak and tighten their tree crowns. After blocking a wave of human spiritual attacks, these ghosts from the underworld will continue to slowly press forward.
This is also the least flawed strategy that humans have figured out after fighting the ghosts and monsters in the underworld for so long. Both sides have their own tricks.
But in fact, the more unpretentious an attack is, the more it tests the strength of both sides and tortures everyone's nerves.
The difference between this time and others is that the humans did not wait until the opponent's ghosts had completely rushed to the front of the formation before fighting back as usual.
Because humans have done this before, they can borrow the power of the formation to the maximum extent. Moreover, once the battle is unfavorable, it is easier to retreat to the main formation.
I saw the flags on the formation changing under Song Hezi's gentle movement, and after hearing a bang, thousands of puppets of various colors shining with gold and silver light, just when the ghosts and monsters were halfway through, He rushed out with various spiritual weapons and magic weapons.
Several old ghosts hiding at the back saw this scene and said with cold eyes: "It's rare that human beings have changed their tactics today. It seems we have to play with them."
After saying that, he turned to the green-skinned old ghost and said, "Li Zhijun, this battle will depend on your Iron Department!"
The green-skinned old ghost smiled cruelly and said: "Don't worry, everyone, let's watch the black iron army of our iron department break their puppet array!"
After saying that, with a wave of his hand, hundreds of big black ghosts emerged from the blood pool. It was like a torrent, rushing back toward the puppets rushing out of the formation.
Just as the green-skinned old ghost rushed out, there were countless magma-like fiery lava in the sky, like a deep pool of viscous gurgling water. Countless water droplets carrying hot magma, like falling fire rain, sprinkled down on the army of ghosts and monsters under the formation.
"Hmph, leave this matter to me!"
The yellow-haired old ghost stared at the rain of fire suddenly flying out of the sky. With a wave of his sleeve, wind blades rolled out and struck at the rain of fire that had not yet completely formed in the sky.
Just like that, Chan Jing, who was standing on the high platform, saw that the old ghosts behind the ghost formation were being transferred one by one. He finally made up his mind, took out something from his sleeve, and poured out his spiritual power towards the formation. Throw it down.
The monk standing on the high platform didn't understand what kind of pills were in Abbot Zenjing's gourd. Today's method of fighting was completely different from usual.
Look at him throwing something like a statue now. Everyone can only see clearly that it looks like a statue of Garuda, but it seems to be a little different.
When everyone was still waiting to take a closer look, they saw that this thing ignored the restrictions of the formation, and directly "plopped" and got in from under the formation.
"This is?"
Except for a few people on the high platform who knew about it, most of the people who didn't know what it was about were surprised by this thing. You must know that there are probably not many things in the entire human world that can completely ignore the Ten Directions Absolute Immortal Formation in the sky.
All of these things are extremely powerful, or are much higher than the level of this formation. But this thing was obviously not one of the few in the world, which made everyone secretly say a little strangely:
"Is it possible that Leiyin Temple is hiding some secrets?
Just when everyone was astonished, they saw that Abbot Chanjing no longer bothered to explain aloud, but immediately sat down cross-legged, his whole body's spiritual energy stirring and agitating, obviously trying his best to control the statue.
On Xuanbei's side, just as Chanjing sat down, he opened his eyes and said to the many temple members who were ambushing below: "It's time to put on the talisman!"
After speaking, the leader took out the Taoist Masking Talisman, silently recited the incantation, and applied it to himself.
For a moment, all the monks felt that Xuan Bei was clearly there in front of them, but it seemed as if there was nothing there. The void is completely empty.
None of the monks, including Qian Yunsheng, dared to make fun of their own lives, so they all immediately attached the Taoist Masking Talisman to their bodies without hesitation.
After Xuanbei saw that everyone had put up the banners, he no longer hesitated and withdrew the Buddha Light Dou tent and said eagerly: "Hurry up and do it!"
In fact, even without Xuanbei's reminder, all the monks, including Qian Yunsheng, had already been grouped together according to the designated directions.
All the monks started to set the time, and all the monks chanted in unison:
"I observe the three realms with profound prajna. The fundamental nature is finally extinguished! It is the same as the void, with nothing left. It is unknowable to die and be violent. It is called the beginning of birth and death. The appearance of the Dharma is like this."
While the monks were chanting, not only they, but also five kinds of spiritual energy surged from four other directions around the blood pool at the same time.
At this time, the vision was finally revealed, even the Taoist masking talisman could not hide it.
When the spiritual energy rushed out from the ground near the blood pool, the old ghosts discovered that humans had actually ambushed such a back-up plan. For a moment, I felt like I couldn't reach the rescue.
And just when all the old ghosts were surprised, a statue of God Garuda suddenly emerged from the bottom of the blood pool.
This statue seems to have completely ignored all the restrictions on the entire blood pool, and the expression of the entire dark statue is like an angry Wei Tuo.
I could only see that its seemingly unrealized phantom first penetrated into the blood pool from the ground, and immediately stretched out countless tentacles like a thousand-armed Guanyin, spreading towards the blood pool.
And as the statue of the Garuda god spreads larger and larger in the blood pool, there is a situation where it is transforming from a virtual shadow into a real entity.
"No, the human race is trying to cut off our retreat!"
The big man in black armor was the first to react, and he received a rough slap regardless, before leaving the enemy in front of him and immediately returned to help. The old ghosts also woke up one after another and rushed towards the blood pool together.
"Om Mani Padme Hum!"
Just when the old ghosts suddenly woke up, as Abbot Chanjing chanted the incantation, the five spiritual machines surrounding the blood pool suddenly trembled and soared into the sky.
I saw a burst of Buddhist mantra-like sounds blasting out from the blood pool, as if the Lord Buddha was coming in person. Except for many old ghosts, all the ghosts and monsters fell down.
And as the Buddhist mantra poured out, five "swastika" characters appeared faintly in the five inspirations rising into the sky, like the petals of a lotus. At this time, they were also entangled and twisted above the blood pool, and they came together directly.
And as these five petals of various colors snapped together, they looked like a glass cover. The sky was filled with brilliant flashes of light, and all the old ghosts were immediately blocked from the blood pool.
