The leader of Taichu Guan sat at the rear and coordinated the overall situation, while the leader of Niya Palace and the powerful envoy Wanbao in the sect fought against the enemy in front. Only the leader of the Wufeng Sword Sect was sharpening his sword as usual.
The two Supreme Elders blocked the giant arm, and the high-level dispatchers of the sect arranged the deployment. Mo Ren's figure flashes across the screen from time to time. He is walking in a hurry, mediating among the elders of the master's sect, assisting in making plans, and issuing orders. He looks as if he is the talker of the Wufeng Sword Sect.
In the current tense atmosphere of a powerful enemy, Mo Ci, who was sitting firmly on the Wusheng Sword, seemed out of place, but no one bothered him. It seemed that all the disciples had forgotten about this leader.
"She doesn't need to do anything yet."
Jijiebi guessed, "The people below have already formed a mature operating model. Even in this case, the absence of the leader does not seem to have much impact."
Ji Yanzhu: "It's different from Taichu Guan."
Jijiebi: "Each sect has a different system. There are still sects in this world where the leader has no real power and only has symbolic meaning."
While talking, the twelve weapons deployed by Taichu Temple made strange movements.
The seven circular pipes adjusted their directions, and the mouths of the pipes were aligned with the head. The blue light spot on the surface of the hemispherical object became brighter and brighter, emitting invisible waves, causing the gravel on the surrounding ground to float into the air.
"Star blaster, prepare to launch—"
The voice of the master of the Qi Pavilion sounded and reached the ears of the two Dao Lords and the monks underground at the same time.
In the underground building deep in the mountains, the Qige elites performed the last step of the operation.
At the same time, the two Dao Lords suddenly took action and imprisoned the head with great force.
Then, the entire mountain range shook violently.
Like an earth dragon turning over, shaking the boundless earth. The vast plain below the mountain is like a tiny stone, being thrown up high and falling heavily.
The ancestral city located on it had activated its defensive formation early. At this time, it was protected by the formation from collapse, but the people in the city could not help but stagger and lie down.
But they couldn't care less about their own embarrassment, and everyone looked up at the sky at this moment.
With the sound of wind and thunder, the muzzles of the seven exploding star cannons burst out with incomparable flames. Stars of burning fire were born from the light, like seven suns rising slowly, with long flame tails occupying the sky, coating the world with a layer of dazzling brilliance.
Then, the stars gathered together and exploded.
Strong light radiated across the sky, and people had to cover their eyes with their hands.
Each of the seven attacks is equivalent to the power of a Mahayana monk's self-explosion. When they come together, their power can be imagined.
In the center of the bright light, the head disappeared into smoke.
The destructive energy spread in all directions, and the part that went to the enclave island was blocked by the two Dao Lords, while the part that went to higher altitudes was ignored.
The white cloud cushions reflected in the mirror undulated and swayed lightly, like a boat on the water, rippling with the waves.
The sea crab was holding a wine bottle with its tongs and pouring wine into its mouth. When it was shaken, it rolled down from the small stool prepared for it by Jing Yingrong.
It stumbled and crawled around, unable to find its original position for a long time, and spit out two bubbles. It turned out that it was already half drunk.
Jing Yingrong put it back on the small stool and flicked out a burst of spiritual power to immobilize the cushion.
Ji Yanzhu sighed with emotion: "It's so strong. A cultivator in the Supreme Realm will pay the price if he takes this move head-on."
Jijie Pen: "That's true, but monks have many ways to avoid it without having to force it. This kind of weapon is perfect for dealing with targets that are large and difficult to dodge."
Ji Yanzhu: "Is Big Head completely dead this time?"
Jing Yingrong said calmly: "No."
Ji Sha Sword: "I just want to know how long it can last. Speaking of which, Taichu Guan's thing consumes too much energy, so it can't be used a second time in a short time, right?"
Jijie Pen: "It can't be used, but isn't there another one?"
The residual power of the star blaster lingered for a long time, and the energy existing in that space prevented the head from being revived.
Another weapon did not wait.
The blue light spot on the surface of the hemispherical weapon named Moriyama Zaza releases an extremely pure energy.
Five blue energy beams converged in the air, forming a huge spiritual pattern, hovering at the location where the head first appeared, and where the head was resurrected every time.
When the first trace of scarlet appeared, the spiritual patterns flashed, the blood disappeared, and the resurrection of the head was interrupted.
This scene was repeated repeatedly thereafter.
During this process, the two Dao Lords did not take action. The two of them stood aside quietly, concentrating their energy, the spells flying in their hands, and the mysterious magic power was thrown at the head.
After a while, Lord Yunmeng was the first to stop. She frowned, showing no surprise, only a heavy feeling, as if she had learned some bad outcome that had been expected in advance but was finally confirmed.
When she informed Tongsheng Daojun of the results, Tongsheng Daojun showed a similar expression.
"What did they find out?" Ji Shajian asked.
Jing Yingrong: "There is only one other person."
Jijiebi said in shock: "You mean, this was done by a certain monster alone?"
Jing Yingrong: "Yeah."
The spiritual consciousness of the weapon spirits was turbulent for a moment.
Jijie Pen: "The strength far exceeds the category of the Beast King. When did the Monster Clan have such a figure?"
Ji Sha Jian: "There is actually no news from the human race."
Ji Yanzhu: "Just one magical power is so powerful. If you use it at full strength, wow, it's scary."
Jing Yingrong listened to their discussion with a calm expression.
At this time, the spirit pattern was already dim, and the head was successfully resurrected again.
But another figure comes.
Jiyanzhu: "Ah, Taixuan is here."
The leader came out of the air holding a silver pot. The pot has a thin neck, round belly and elegant shape. It is one of the Taoist vessels of the Taichu Guanzhen Sect, the Taixuan Qiankun Pot.
Ji Sha Sword: "Would you like to make a bet? I bet that thing will be finished this time."
Jijie Brush: "It has been worn away for so long. If Taixuan cannot get rid of it, it would be unreasonable."
Jing Yingrong suddenly said:
"The time has come."
As soon as he finished speaking, just when the master appeared and before the Taixuan Qiankun Pot could be activated, the one-eyed child's hole in the head suddenly turned into a crimson whirlpool.
A suction force emerged from the whirlpool, and immediately the two Taoist masters and the master were seen flying towards the whirlpool involuntarily.
The figures of the three people were instantly swallowed up by the one-eye, and then, the parts other than the one-eye completely exploded.
The head fragments splashing all over the sky exploded into clouds of blood-colored smoke, and the sky was suddenly dyed blood red.
The smoke transformed into the heads of different monsters. They roared and roared, like all beasts galloping, rushing towards the Taichu Guanshan Gate.
Regardless of formations or restrictions, all defensive and isolation methods are ineffective in front of the smoke. They came to the Taichu Gatekeeper in the most direct way.
The one-eye only trapped the three of them for an instant. After that, it was refined by the Taixuan Qiankun Pot. But just this moment is enough for it to achieve its purpose.
As soon as the three of them escaped from the trap, shouts of killing came from all directions. The flames of war were ignited at the Taichu Temple Gate and everywhere.
What was even more incredible was that there were two star blasting cannons, the muzzles of which moved and were pointed at them.
