At this moment, a melee is going on in all areas of the Qingyun Sect, on the Lingshan Mountain that emits thousands of green lights.
The illusory sea of blood suspended above Qingyun Sect has a steady stream of blood falling from the sky, landing on the earth like a bloody meteor shower.
Although nearly half of the blood light was crushed to pieces by the power of the large formation on the mountain in mid-air, because there were so many of them, even though a lot of them were annihilated, a large number still landed on the mountain.
Then, under the guidance of the illusory sea of blood in the sky, these blood demon monsters rushed towards the center of the formation on the top of the mountain - the foundation-building tree people!
The monks guarding the mountain naturally knew its importance, and whether out of initiative or helplessness, they all fought against these blood demon monsters.
Suddenly, life and death fights took place in all areas of the Qingyun Sect, but unfortunately, the situation was not optimistic.
"Why does fire magic have no effect on these monsters!"
"Don't be bitten by them, otherwise they will absorb your blood essence to recover from your injuries, and all our previous efforts will be in vain!"
"Pfft! Why, why does my defensive weapon not work..."
On the battlefield, fireballs, ice knives, wind blades...all kinds of immortality techniques were flying everywhere, hitting all kinds of weird monsters with blood dripping from their bodies.
But most of the spells were consumed by the layers of dark red mist surrounding them before they had time to hit these monsters.
Then, these monsters were as ferocious as leopards, as quick as rabbits, and like hungry tigers pouncing on food. They arrived in front of the monks in just a few moments. Their bloody claws easily cut through the protection of the talisman and spiritual weapon, and disembowelled the monks.
Although the situation did not collapse, it was obvious that the monks were at a clear disadvantage.
Those guarding each spiritual mountain are mainly a small number of monks from the Qingyun Sect, supplemented by a large number of small forces or casual cultivators.
Fortunately for the monks of the Qingyun Sect, they possess high-level skills. The quality and content of spiritual energy in their bodies far exceed that of other monks, and their methods are outstanding, and they have stopped many blood demon monsters in one fell swoop.
However, small forces or casual cultivators were at an obvious disadvantage once they entered into a battle.
The most effective way to deal with monsters is thunder-attribute spells.
However, it is difficult to practice thunder attribute spells, and not many casual cultivators can successfully practice them, so they usually use fire spells to restrain demon cultivators.
But when they used the fireball technique, they were surprised to find that the fireball, which had always been invincible and ignited on touch, was slowly extinguished after falling on these blood demon monsters.
Not only that, the various spiritual knives and spiritual swords they used to attack lost their spiritual power after coming into contact with the blood demon monsters. In severe cases, they turned into a pile of scrap metal.
The filthy air permeating the bodies of these monsters is not only not restrained by the five elements of magic, but is also the best at filthy monks' spiritual weapons and even magic weapons!
Even if you pay a huge price and completely cripple them, as long as one of them accidentally catches one of the monks, he can recover quickly.
Under such disadvantages, the monks could be said to be beaten back steadily. Even if there were Qingyun Sect disciples who could compete with them, they were ultimately outnumbered. Under the constant stream of blood demon monsters that were difficult to destroy, it could be said to have suffered heavy losses. .
So...
"We must make changes to save the current situation, otherwise if we continue, it will only be a matter of time before a complete collapse!"
In Zhang Zhiming's hand, he held a bloody head with no facial features or even a scalp.
His sharp gaze swept across the entire audience, his eyes extremely fierce and filled with extremely murderous intent.
But the blood demon monsters in front of them were still fearless and fearless, rushing towards them one by one.
In the final analysis, they are just monsters between life and death.
However……
The next moment, a green bud suddenly stretched out from the head in his hand. In just a few moments, it grew into a one-meter-tall spiritual plant. It then blossomed and produced fist-sized fruits, which then exploded. Come on.
Countless seeds were shot out instantly like a machine gun rainstorm, penetrating into the bodies of these blood demon monsters.
Immediately afterwards, as the latter ran, roots of countless plants suddenly grew out of their bodies, and they even staggered and fell to the ground.
Subsequently, countless bloody thorns grew out of their bodies, attacking the blood demon army further out.
Just tens of seconds later.
In this area, hundreds of blood demon monsters, including those with strength in the foundation-building stage, were all wiped out.
Where he is is on the backside of Qingyun Mountain. This is a lush jungle, but now it has been corrupted into shape by the filthy aura of the Blood Demon.
"Senior Brother Zhang, it's so good that you are here." At this time, the elder who was standing aside finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked up quickly.
"It's not the time to be happy yet."
Zhang Zhiming looked up at the sky and saw a steady stream of blood falling from the sky. As time passed, monsters appeared again in the area where the blood demon had been completely eliminated.
"This is not the way to go." He murmured as he looked at this scene.
Although they have temporarily cleared the monsters here, not every place in the Qingyun Sect is guarded by monks as powerful as him.
And even if they win, it will only be temporary. As long as the illusory sea of blood in the sky does not disappear, a steady stream of blood demon monsters will continue to descend. However, the number of monks cannot be replenished in a short period of time, and defeat is only a matter of time.
After thinking about this clearly, Zhang Zhiming suddenly turned his head and looked at the elder beside him: "What is the situation in various places now?"
The elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly replied: "Now the elders and disciples everywhere seem to be in a hard fight. Most of the messages sent out and the talisman communications are in a busy state, and..."
Having said this, the elders on the side couldn't help but fell silent.
"Huh?!" Zhang Zhiming frowned when he heard this and said in a deep voice, "And what?!"
"And in the induction of the formation, there were several spiritual mountains that were only guarded by Qi Refining disciples. The auras representing the nodes of the formation suddenly disappeared. I'm afraid..." The elder stopped talking.
Zhang Zhiming understood what he meant instantly. I am afraid that the disciples of these Lingshan Mountains are already in danger.
"What about Senior Brother Lin Chen?"
"Ye Ming, the head of the Demonic Cultivator of the Xuanyin Sect, and another Demonic Cultivator came to find Senior Brother Lin. Now that place is covered with death energy and demonic insects, we have no way of knowing the situation of the battle!"
Zhang Zhiming fell silent after hearing this.
'We can't go on like this...'
He closed his eyes slightly and finally opened them, his eyes filled with perseverance.
"Next, you are responsible for organizing the defense of this area, and I will go to the top of Qingyun Mountain and activate the tree people army in the sect with the help of the huge spiritual tree brought back from the place where the transformed god fell!" Zhang Zhiming told the elder said.
"But..." Upon hearing this, the elder's expression changed, and he quickly said, "Only the Grandmaster of the Golden Pill can use the army of tree men!"
The Qingyun Sect's tree-man army is also one of the Qingyun Sect's heritage. However, except for a dozen or so few, most of them do not have independent intelligence, so they need to be controlled by monks.
And because their number is too large, only Golden Core monks have enough power to activate them and let them exert combat effectiveness comparable to that of the army. Otherwise, they can only be used as nodes of the formation to support the formation.
But Zhang Zhiming is only a foundation-building monk, so how can he use the army of tree people?
unless……
As if he had thought of something, the elder's expression changed, and Zhang Zhiming glanced at him and said solemnly: "I am Mupin Tianlinggen, and my strength has reached the late stage of foundation building. If the attributes are consistent, I can completely activate the tree man. Army!"
"But senior brother, I'm afraid you will be attracted to adults..."
"If we don't fight now, when will we wait? Do we have to wait until we lose everything before we fight again? What's the point?!" Zhang Zhiming looked at Qingyun Mountain, with vague emotions brewing in his eyes.
"I was born in Qingyun, grew up in Qingyun, and am the true successor of Qingyun. Since I have enjoyed this right, I should fulfill this obligation! Before the disaster comes, we people can't go up! Who can go up?!"
As the words fell, Zhang Zhiming walked towards the top of the mountain without hesitation, while the elder behind him had a solemn face and bowed deeply in the direction he left.
Not long after he left, there was a sudden shaking in the forests at different places within the Qingyun Sect's thousands of spiritual mountains.
No, it's not so much a forest as it is the spiritual trees in it, which are constantly twisting as if they have life.
All their branches slowly gathered up to the main trunk, and countless roots emerged from the ground. The small roots hugged the main root tightly, and along with the thick main root, emerged from the soil.
Like an earthquake, the roots of the tree emerged from the soil, lifting the entire tree into the air.
The big tree seemed to have grown many paws, moving slowly on the ground.
And at the trunk of the tree, a brown human face with a resolute expression suddenly appeared.
At this moment, they were moving the roots of the trees, waving the thick branches, and kept moving forward.
Then, like a divine weapon descending from the sky, you appeared on the battlefield in the astonished eyes of many monks. Your tall body formed rows of tree walls, completely containing the crazy attack of the blood demon monster!
The tree man itself is made from the inheritance of the gods, and has its own unique life force, which is enough to restrain the blood demon monster!
As for the blood demon monsters injured by the tree-man army, their recovery speed was greatly slowed down, and even the filthy aura on their bodies was forcibly dispersed, allowing the monk's rear attack to completely take effect!
So many monks directly used the tree army as the front row to block their offensive.
Suddenly, the situation on the battlefield was stabilized!
But at this moment, along with the bloody light falling from the sky, there are also the ghostly figures of the Xuanyin Sect Demon Cultivator surrounded by death aura.
Like Ye Ming, they entered the scene at this time!
(End of chapter)
