Huge city-protecting formations overlapped one after another, and the complex Taoist magic techniques were intertwined vertically and horizontally, and the halo of light circulated in the hall, endlessly.
Most famous cities in the world have extremely powerful city defense formations. Some formations can be used for defense or against enemies. Some formations can only be used for defense. The Weicheng Array belongs to the latter.
The black shadow entered the underground hall, looked up at the magnificent city defense formation, and made a sound of admiration.
"Jiejie is indeed a city of sages." The man said, "Such a magic circle can withstand a saint's attack."
It's a pity that Tai Zidan's handiwork three hundred years ago will soon disappear from the world. The man sighed and took out a dark soul refining flag from his arms.
The soul refining flag was only the size of a hand, but in the man's hand, it swayed in the wind and grew to be as tall as a person.
"Emperor Jiuyou, listen to my order." The man pinched the magic formula with his hands, and the soul refining flag floated in the air. The billowing demonic energy surrounded the black flag, and the screams of the fierce ghosts came out from the soul refining flag, as if it were on the other side. Thousands of innocent souls are imprisoned in the dark flags.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
"Tianxuan Nine Evils, Ten Directions Locking Movement!" After the man cast the spell, he saw the soul refining flag steaming with demonic energy, and a huge ghost claw stretched out from the flag.
"Ouch!!——"
The pitch-black monster had a pair of blood-red pupils and was full of demonic aura. There were nine of them crawling out of the soul refining flag.
The Nine Evils of Tianxuan.
The magic of raising ghosts.
The blood soul of a thousand people nourishes one evil spirit. The Nine Evils are the blood souls of nine thousand people.
"Buzz..."
The city defense formation sensed the demonic energy, and the mighty righteousness suppressed it in awe. All the nine evil spirits of Tianxuan screamed, as if they were afraid of something.
"Jiu Sha, listen to the order and destroy the magic circle!" But the black-robed demon cultivator did not give Tianxuan Jiu Sha a way out. He pinched the magic formula and banned the order.
Jiu Sha's blood-red pupils suddenly dilated, and the overwhelming demonic energy poured out. The entire underground palace was immediately divided into two distinct parts by the vast righteousness and the overwhelming demonic energy.
The battle between good and evil.
Devil, devil, live as a devil, die as a ghost.
Jiusha is originally a ghost, but it possesses overwhelming demonic energy.
"Ouch!!——"
The black-robed demon cultivator stood in the hall, and the nine evil spirits of Tianxuan roared in unison, and then rushed towards the Weicheng city defense formation.
The man turned and walked away.
Because he knew that the pet he had worked hard to cultivate for ten years was destined to never come back from the moment he pounced on the city protection formation.
"boom!!--"
The thunder in the underground palace was furious, and the monster's roar was like a blood-drinking laugh, an angry roar, and more like a dying cry.
The Nine Evils of Tianxuan are over, but the defensive formation of Weicheng is also about to be over. The man walked out of the palace and saw a group of cavalry coming on horseback. The first general was Zhu Shiwu.
"Where are you going, you monster!?" Zhu Shiwu shouted.
The demon cultivator "Jie Jie" laughed, his figure flashed, but he disappeared directly from Zhu Shiwu's sight.
"boom!!--"
A violent wail erupted from the underground palace. At this moment, Prince Dan stopped the operation of the Weicheng city protection formation that had been operating for three hundred years.
Weicheng was shaken.
At the top of the outer city, Xian Zhen's ghost soldiers were constantly cutting down the towers due to the fierce attacks of the Heyang army.
Bai Zeqingshuang Sword's three-inch sword glow was condensed and never dispersed. He rushed back and forth in the spreading black area. In a short period of time, nearly a hundred ghost soldiers were dismembered under his hands.
Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief and thought that the army of the dead in front of them was nothing more than this, an earthquake occurred in Weicheng. Countless Heyang sergeants lost their center of gravity and fell to the ground.
"What's going on?!" Lu Zhengxue shouted loudly as he swept his silver spear across.
Zhao Dun suddenly turned around, staring in the direction of the hall with the city protection formation, his expression extremely gloomy.
The cultivation of the extraordinary supreme realm allowed him to see something that no one else could see. The Wei City defense formation was broken.
At this moment, the Army of the Dead suddenly sounded the horn to retreat. Countless black shadows fell down from the city wall. They were all dead people. For them, retreating meant jumping off the city wall.
Ghost soldiers kept falling off the city walls and being shattered into pieces. But they moved forward one after another, and soon, the retreating army piled up in piles, exposing the tower above the Zhengyang Gate of Weicheng.
The Army of the Dead was like a black torrent separated by great force. At a glance, at least six thousand undead cavalry appeared in everyone's sight.
The leader of the undead cavalry is Xian Zhen, the first general in the national war.
Xian Zhen pressed his right hand on the sword and pulled out the ancient sword. He galloped forward and charged, alone at the front of the six thousand cavalry.
Zhao Dun realized something was wrong, because he sensed that the ancient sword was gathering monstrous demonic energy, as well as monstrous sword intent.
The coach of the Heyang Army who traveled all over the world as a boy could not tell whether the world-famous general who returned from hell in front of him was a ghost or a devil.
If he was a ghost, he was surrounded by an astonishing demonic aura that even frightened Zhao Dun.
But this is a demon, and he has clearly been dead for seventy years. The living become demons and the dead become ghosts. This is the law of Kyushu. But Xian Zhen broke this law. Perhaps "devil" is the most appropriate way to describe him.
"Retreat! Leave the tower!!" Zhao Dun suddenly shouted.
That's too late.
On top of the city tower, Bai Ze witnessed a shocking sword strike.
The man riding on the skeleton horse swung a sword. That sword was a pitch-black sword, not Taoist Qi or ghostly Qi, but a monstrous demonic Qi.
"laugh!--"
The black sword destroyed the sky and the earth. When the sword came out, the situation changed. The tower of Weicheng was cut in half by the sword.
Xian Zhen rode his horse and charged forward, with six thousand undead cavalry following closely behind him. Immediately, he swung his second sword.
"boom!!--"
Ancient swords spread across the world. The second sword struck first, breaking the city gate with one sword, and split the entire city wall of Weicheng in half from the position of the city gate.
More than 500 people from the Heyang garrison fell directly from the trembling and split city top, and died instantly.
Huge cracks are like spider webs, criss-crossing the ancient walls of Weicheng. First, Zhen slashed the city gate with his sword, then reined in his horse and sheathed his sword, sitting proudly on the skeleton war horse.
Six thousand undead cavalry chased him from behind, jumped over his horses, and rushed towards the gate of Weicheng that was split open with a sword.
Countless soldiers who managed to survive after falling from the top of the city were pushed past by the undead cavalry formation and no longer had a chance to survive.
Six thousand cavalry are about to cross the Zhengyang Gate of Weicheng.
The siege battle turned into a battle for the city gate in an instant. Zhao Dun watched as Bai Ze was knocked down from the city tower by Xian Zhen's sword, and before he could save him, he was pushed out by the aftermath of the sword energy.
"Bai Ze!" Zhao Dun shouted.
At the Zhengyang Gate of Weicheng, the Heyang army suffered heavy casualties. Xian Zhen only used two swords, and nearly one-third of the three thousand crossbowmen at the top of the city were lost.
Xian Zhen's six thousand undead cavalry were about to rush through Weicheng's Zhengyang Gate, which was cut off by a sword. A huge ravine split open Weicheng vertically, seven feet wide, enough for the army to drive straight in.
"Where is Chen Deng?!" Zhao Dun's heart was filled with chills. The enemy at hand was too terrifying and he was not playing according to common sense.
One hundred thousand ghost soldiers surrounded Weicheng, but they did not make any move for a whole day, just to attack people's hearts. Launching an attack only caused those cannon fodder to climb the city wall, giving people the illusion that the number one general in the national war was nothing more than this.
Then his people had quietly entered the city and destroyed the Weicheng city defense formation.
Finally, he rode out on horseback, showing off the style of a famous general in the world, and cut down the city gate with one sword!
It's scary to think about it.
"The general is here!" Chen Deng crawled out from the pile of rocks at the top of the city, carrying the black-gold halberd.
"The shield bearers are in front and the spearmen are behind, blocking Xian Zhen's elite cavalry from entering the city!" Zhao Dun said, "The cavalry on both wings are outflanking and breaking up the formation of the undead cavalry!"
"Take your orders!" Chen Deng said and was about to run down the city.
"Bai Ze!" After Zhao Dun looked at the six thousand cavalry, the dark frenzy surged towards the side wall again, and he began to climb the city wall with his bare hands. The Wuji sword was unsheathed, "Chen Deng, find Bai Ze, he must not die."
"Yes!" Chen Deng took a deep look at Zhao Dun, ran down to the top of the city, and ordered the three armies to rush to the top of the city to support him while organizing a formation to face Xian Zhen's six thousand undead cavalry.
"Shielders in front, spearmen in the back!" Chen Deng shouted on horseback. Seeing Zhu Shiwu coming from the inner city, he had no time to talk and said again: "General Zhu, lead the cavalry to ambush the two wings. Wait for the enemy troops to rush through the city gate and immediately attack them." Killers will come out from both wings and break up their formation!"
"Take the order!" Zhu Shiwu felt guilty and shouted loudly.
At this moment, Bai Ze was at the bottom of the huge ravine in Weicheng that was cut out by Xian Zhen's sword. When Xian Zhen drew his sword, Bai Ze was already hiding, but the sword came too fast and its range was too wide. Bai Ze escaped the fatal blow, but was brought to Zhengyang Gate by the collapsed tower.
