The evil king just faced Ling Ziyang, Yu Hualong, Cao Hairong, Xuanyuan Luzhang, the second king, the third king, the first evil general, Luo Yinxiao, Gui Xuzi, Chen Xinqi, Chen Meijia, Wang Yingxiang are eleven and tenth The second level also activated their energy and pounced on the Maoshan sect people with unusual speed.
Among them, Yu Hualong and Gui Xuzi each withstood three Heavenly Tribulation Stages, while the remaining nine faced one or two Heavenly Tribulation Stages respectively, which did not give the Maoshan Sect any hope of relying on the twelfth-level numerical comparison. If there are more, the advantage will be spread to the lower level battles.
The fighting power of the twelfth level is far beyond what cultivators of the 11th level or below can resist, so they have a very tacit understanding. Although the initial fight was fierce, soon, all the twelfth level chose to stay away from the cave. At the entrance, we came to the top of the barrier to fight.
While the twelfth-level warriors from both sides were fighting each other, the Ghost Dao heroes and the Maoshan Dao warriors also started the battle without hesitation.
Due to the sonic boom caused by the battle between the Evil King and Ling Ziyang just now, the formation that the Maoshan Sect was about to form was interrupted. This also gave the Ghost Road people a gap to attack, allowing them to successfully attack before the formation was completely established. Close to the Maoshan sect.
Among the people, Yu Lewei was the fastest. Wang Fengyun, Fan Shan and others had just rushed forward a few meters. She had already rushed to the Maoshan formation with the black disaster flames all over the sky, and the raging flames swirled out. He stood up, rolled over the Ansu Sword, and slashed at the Maoshan Taoist standing at the front with one sword.
There were more than a thousand people from the Maoshan sect who left the cave to fight. In addition to more than 900 people who formed various large formations, the remaining twenty-odd Yuanshen stages formed a blockade to prevent the ghosts from attacking the big army. Array.
Those who can be arranged alone must be strong and powerful people. This is why Yu Lewei's sword strike is extremely swift and violent, and the Taoist's response is also extremely quick.
Almost at the moment An Su sword fell, a brown leather shield appeared in front of him, with aura lingering and transforming into a dragon shape. At the same time, thirty-eight spiritual talismans flew up, gathered in the air and combined, evolving into three thunder dragons. Roaring towards the sword edge.
With a bang, the three thunder dragons collapsed in front of An Su Sword. Before the vast thunder breath could be broken into pieces, they were already dispersed by the sweeping undead phoenix fire. Immediately, An Su Sword continued to move forward, slashing heavily on the brown leather shield. , amidst the buzzing sound, the spiritual light on the leather shield directly disintegrated, and then the entire leather shield was split into two, and was cut in half by Yu Lewei's sword.
Although he had known that Yu Lewei was very talented, unexpectedly, as a veteran Yuan Shen, the spiritual weapon he offered could not block the opponent's sword. When the man's body was feeling cold, he quickly stepped back and raised his sleeves. , more than a hundred spiritual talismans danced like butterflies, ignited in the sky, gathered into several flaming spiritual ropes, and wrapped around the sword's edge lightly, trying to dissolve the sword's power with gentle strength.
It's just that Yu Lewei has now cultivated the soul path, and her soul power is solid and powerful, and she is also blessed by the fire of the disaster phoenix. The several flame soul cords have just been touched, and they have been directly assimilated by the disaster flames, and instead strengthened the sword. The power of the energy was filled with heat, like a phoenix coming to the world, but it forced several Taoists around to retreat and give way to the sea of fire.
Following Yu Lewei was Fan Shan, the Taoist Master of the Hungry Ghost Dao. This peak-level fighting style was quite like that of a warrior. Just as he was approaching, he had already laughed strangely, and his exposed upper body muscles suddenly twisted violently, and then he grabbed a In front of the Taoist priest, he punched forward with his fist.
boom! The momentum caused by his punch was far greater than that of Yu Lewei's sword just now. With one punch, the giant jade wall standing in front of him exploded. Then Fan Shan ducked past, with a click, and everyone was about to die. The man's head was smashed to pieces.
However, compared to the warrior demeanor of Yu Lewei and Fan Shan, the fighting methods of most ghost monks are still more traditional techniques of controlling ghosts. For example, the Soul Summoning Sect advocates that the Heavenly Halberd does not personally charge into the formation, but uses a hand with it. Tuo, densely packed ghosts flew out of his sleeves, roaring and turning into a wave of ghosts rushing forward.
Although the Maoshan faction fought with thousands of people, there were only twenty Yuanshenqi in front to stop them. How could they stop the wolf-like and tiger-like ghost warriors? In just an instant, the blockade was blocked by the ghost warriors. Tear apart, more than 400 ghost monks and the ghost tide they summoned, like a gray-black torrent, crashed into the Maoshan crowd.
The more than 200 Maoshan Taoists who were closer to the front didn't even have time to rearrange their formations. They were overwhelmed by the dense ghost tide. They could only rely on their daily experience to get closer together in twos and threes and set up small formations. law to fight back.
However, the characteristics of the ghost monks who are good at attacking are clearly evident at this moment. With the same number of people, the hundreds of people at the front of the Maoshan sect cannot stop their offensive at all, and can only allow them to attack and kill continuously.
Of course, the Maoshan sect is not without strong people. Under the fierce counterattack, cultivators from the Ghost Dao side also died from time to time.
In just three or four minutes, everyone from Ghost Road had already rushed into the crowd in Maoshan. The ghost energy was dense and the power of Dao was vast. Two completely different energies were surging. From time to time, there would be explosions caused by violent impacts. If Ghost Road had not purchased There are a huge number of crystal barriers, and I am afraid that the aftermath of the battle has already spread to the outside world.
At the top of this vast barrier, more than twenty twelfth-level people were fighting together.
The fish turned into a dragon and stood tall, the Yin and Yang soul realms started to rotate violently, and the three Heavenly Tribulation Stages, Hetian Beicheng, True Lord April and True Lord Bao Dan, fought fiercely. At this time, his Yang, God, Yin and Soul have merged into one, his strength has reached the peak, and he has even faintly touched the edge of Ji Ming. Although there is only one person, he has suppressed the three Heavenly Tribulations and has no power to fight back.
Seeing the astonishing power of the fish transforming into a dragon, Tian Beicheng waved his thunder whip and struck fiercely, while bending his fingers to form a seal. A pair of thunder wings suddenly spread out behind him, and the wings shone with thunder, fighting against the Yin and Yang Soul Realm that always shrouded the surroundings.
The April True Monarch and the Bao Dan True Monarch each control a ninth-grade spiritual weapon in the shape of a half-moon, and each controls nine jade round pills. They form an array, pulling the vast starlight into swords, guns, swords and halberds to bombard forward.
The fish transforms into a dragon with a yin and yang mirror above its head. The two qi of yin and yang are sweeping like a tide, and wisps of lightning appear from it. The thunder whips from Hotan North City are constantly colliding. At the same time, the two qi of yin and yang are pulled by both hands to condense into flames. Based on the five ghosts and flames of the "Yin and Yang Sutra" The technique suppressed the offensive of the two Heavenly Tribulation Stages in Zhongnan Mountain.
His side was firmly suppressing the opponent, but the others were slightly in danger.
The Ghost Dao is certainly good at attacking, but for the Maoshan Sect, the Taoists' strength after reaching the Heavenly Tribulation Stage is by no means ordinary. They also have top-notch equipment in their hands, so they already have an advantage in terms of weapons.
Looking at the fight between Ling Ziyang and the evil king, the evil king is certainly a warrior at the pinnacle of the heavenly level, and his body is unparalleled. However, Ling Ziyang is holding an immortal weapon. It can be said that he has the upper hand in every aspect, forcing the evil king to restrain himself and not dare to fight rashly. Fairy sword touch.
As for the others, Luo Yinxiao and Gui Xuzi had a slight advantage, but they had also restrained many Heavenly Tribulation Stages. Even if they were powerful, they could only remain invincible and it was difficult to seize the chance of victory.
Seeing that the ghost side was at a slight disadvantage, Ling Ziyang forced the evil king back with a sword, and laughed loudly: "Haha! You are coming with great momentum, but what can you do in the end? You can't even enter the cave of my Maoshan sect, and you still dare to dream Destroy my Maoshan?"
The Evil King sighed. At this time, he was covered with bruises. Fortunately, the warrior was strong, so it was not a problem for the time being. He wiped off the blood on his shoulder and hummed: "Are you a woman? You are gibbering all the time! "
Listening to his vicious words, Ling Ziyang frowned slightly and said nothing. He just held the fairy sword and slashed forward. In an instant, lightning flashed across the sky and flashed across the sky. The power of the fairy weapon was undoubtedly displayed. Not only did it almost tear the barrier apart, but it also It left a bone-deep injury on the Evil King's left shoulder.
Seeing that the situation at the Evil King was not good, Yu Hualong flicked his finger, and the vast yin and yang energy condensed on his fingertips, turned into a wisp of energy and shot forward, landing on the back of the head of Zhenjun Sanyu who was fighting with Chen Xinqi.
With a pop, True Lord Sanyu was caught off guard, and the back of his head was penetrated by Qi Jin. The back of his head exploded, and water splashed in his head. His whole body also stumbled forward.
Upon seeing this, Chen Xinqi immediately laughed and flew up. The power of the inner demon that was always acting on the opponent immediately doubled in power, shaking Zhenjun Sanyu's Zifu. At the same time, he raised a sharp awl and threw it forward. With a sound, the sharp cone penetrated the center of True Lord Sanyu's eyebrows, and the spiritual talisman and seal engraved on the surface of the cone immediately showed its power, disintegrating the soul and impacting Zi Mansion, causing True Lord Sanyu to howl loudly.
Yu Hualong had just sneak-attacked Zhenjun Sanyu, and Chen Meijia over there also groaned. Several rounds of yin and moon illusions in front of him were broken by a spell from Maoshan's Heavenly Tribulation Stage, and then he opened a long sword containing scorching sun flames. It drove straight in and pierced the woman's chest.
Chen Meijia is the transformation of the Yin Soul separated by the strong Yin Yang Sect in the ghost world. She is also an energy body. Being pierced through the chest by a sword is not a big problem, but the Yang Yan contained in the sword's edge is the nemesis of her Yin Yang Clone.
Knowing that the situation was not good, this woman was also very decisive. She bit her silver teeth lightly, and her delicate body suddenly shattered into wisps of moonlight, which immediately swept up and rushed towards him before the calamity started. After attaching to his body, she suddenly self-destructed. Come on.
Although it is a clone of Yinhun, Chen Meijia also has the strength of the middle stage of Palm Sea. Under the self-destruction at this moment, the Taoist in the later stage of the tribulation couldn't bear it, and his body was directly shattered by the self-explosion. Although the soul survived, the light was dim, as if Floating in the air as faintly as a candle.
Seeing the Yuan Shen, Tianjie, the nearest Maoshan sect, just wanted to help. There was already a roar of laughter nearby, but it was Cao Hairong who took the opponent's blow with all his strength, twisted and rushed to the Yuan Shen, and grabbed it with his bare hands. Living in that soul, he used the eight ghost-raising skills inherited from his family, and the billowing soul power rushed up in an instant. He could only hear the wailing in his palm, but Tianjie, with only his soul, was completely unable to suffer the impact of the secret skills.
"Damn it!" Seeing this scene, Ling Ziyang's eyes were about to burst. He knocked back the evil king with one sword, raised his left hand, held up nine rusty copper nails, and shot them at Cao Hairong.
Poof! Poof! Poof! Three muffled sounds rang out. Cao Hairong only dodged six copper nails, and the remaining three were nailed into his soul. Even though this brat was brave, he still couldn't resist the power of the soul-killing nails, and he screamed in pain.
Upon seeing this, Yu Hualong hurriedly wanted to step forward, but True Lord April, Lord Baodan, and Tian Beicheng had all come forward to attack him. They tried their best to drag him to the spot.
Fortunately, the evil king had already rushed forward with curses, his fists were so powerful that he hit the shield in front of Ling Ziyang several times, causing the body of the peak tribulation figure to tremble violently, and he had to concentrate on dealing with the evil king.
At Cao Hairong's place, he used all his courage to withstand the fierce attack of his opponent and the influence of the soul-destroying nail in his body. His whole soul power surged like a tsunami, and he refining the soul into a wisp of smoke.
