As Wang Zijia finished speaking, various auras lit up around him.
Fireballs, ice picks, sharp swords, earth spears, various spells or talismans were activated, and with the blessing of the repulsive stance, they turned into streams of light, and lightning struck the group of devil-faced ghost bats.
Wang Zijia didn't rest either. Lava fireballs were quickly condensed by Wang Zijia and thrown into the group of devil-faced ghost bats.
"Boom!"
Various explosions occurred everywhere, and some of Fajia's secondary spiritual formations also flashed with spiritual light. As the runes circulated, various exploding fireballs flew out, falling into the group of devil-faced ghost bats and exploding.
For a moment, blood rained from the sky.
In this process, although the defensive stance of outward repulsion is strong, it can not only prevent the devil-faced ghost bat from flying in, but also strengthen the spell to form a powerful one-way defense. But it is a position after all, not a physically isolated energy shield.
Therefore, during the battle, there were always some devil-faced ghost bats rushing into the deck despite their huge repulsion, causing some minor commotions.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia simply gave up the external attack. Gorgeous crystal-red spears emerged one after another around him, and continued to kill the devil-faced ghost bats that rushed into the deck.
With Wang Zijia's intervention, the turmoil was quickly alleviated. After everyone thanked Wang Zijia gratefully, they joined the bombing again.
Wang Zijia floated up and came to the top of the attic building of the Dajiao Center. He paid attention to all directions and kept killing the devil-faced ghost bats that rushed into the deck. He also frowned and kept checking the surrounding devil-faced ghosts. The condition of the bat colony.
The battle lasted for less than half an hour, and Wang Zijia's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Brother Nong, at the fifteenth degree north position, it is suspected to be the Ghost Bat King. Try mobilizing the secondary spiritual formation to focus the fire!"
As soon as Wang Zijia finished speaking, the runes on the Fajia lit up again, and rays of spiritual light gathered and went straight to the place designated by Wang Zijia.
"Boom!"
"Wow!"
There was a huge roar, accompanied by a shrill scream. In the group of devil-faced ghost bats, protected by many magic bats, a magic bat at the peak of wine worship was hit by many auras. It became silent and no body was left behind.
Following his death, the group of devil-faced ghost bats that had been surrounding Fajia's deadly attack instantly broke into commotion. Although they were still surrounding them and attacking, they had obviously become very scattered.
The disciples felt this and began to attack harder. You know, these are obtained by contribution, and there are not many opportunities to pick off people's heads.
After the group of devil-faced ghost bats became chaotic, the number of devil-faced ghost bats rushing onto the deck decreased significantly, and Wang Zijia also relaxed.
Looking at the many devil-faced ghost bats around him, Wang Zijia was moved. When the battle was coming to an end, Wang Zijia suddenly said: "Brother Nong, open the capture position bag and help me catch some live devil-faced ghost bats. I am weak in researching materials."
On the deck, another formation rune lit up, and a large ball of spiritual light suddenly ejected from the tip of the deck. The spiritual light was mixed with the runes, and a unique large net was quickly outlined under the gaze of everyone. The lightning struck two people who could not dodge. More than a dozen devil-faced ghost bats were shrouded in it.
The runes flickered, the aura lines shrank, and the big net turned into a small bag the size of a palm, shrank back, and landed on the deck.
Wang Zijia waved with joy and caught it in his hand. Feeling the devil-faced ghost bat in the bag kept squirming and struggling, Wang Zijia showed a bright smile, "Haha, thank you!"
The surrounding disciples looked at Wang Zijia who was laughing heartily on the roof, and felt a surge of pride in their hearts. I longed for the day when I could treat such monsters as playthings and take them into my hands.
As everyone continued to attack, devil-faced ghost bats fell like rain, and most of them landed on the white clouds carrying the ship below. The clouds rolled and swallowed the corpses. A small part fell downwards and fell into the wild forest.
"Roar!"
In the wild forest, there were waves of roars of beasts, fighting for the fallen bodies. Although wild beasts can become stronger and even transform into demons by eating them, they are also possessed by demons. The final result is that they will become completely monsters and find it difficult to gain spiritual power.
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This one-sided massacre continued for another half-quarter of an hour, and the group of devil-faced ghost bats gradually became sparse.
Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief, her magic power moved slightly, and she was about to leave the roof and float down to the deck.
At this moment, the hairs all over his body suddenly exploded, and his spiritual senses tingled, as if he was being targeted by some great terror.
A stream of light lit up from the swarm of magic bats and rushed towards him like lightning. When it was close to him, it turned into a giant net, trying to cover him.
"snort!"
Before Wang Zijia could react, a cold snort suddenly sounded from the crowd on the deck below.
A stream of light shot out, collapsing the rushing giant net into a sky filled with aura and dissipating.
"Haha, after seven or eight days of squatting, we are almost there. You devil brats finally came out. I thought you didn't plan to come!"
Immediately afterwards, another hearty laugh rang out from the crowd.
"Fight!"
Along with the laughter, there was a crisp sword cry and a surge of sword energy.
Some disciples were shocked to find that the fellow disciple they had worked with for a few days was actually a real Daxiu cultivator! ! !
Three spiritual lights lit up, and three figures suddenly floated on the deck.
There were two men and one woman. The two men in green shirts had flying swords flying and spinning around their bodies, and around the woman were paper figures the size of palms fluttering. The paper figures' eyes moved like living creatures.
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At the same time, in the main control room of the Fajia, a group of formation cultivators who had been monitoring the situation on the deck had not yet reacted to such a sudden change.
In the corner, the strange disciple whom Wang Zijia had questioned also suddenly stood up, came to Wang Zijia's seat, stretched out his hand and opened a light curtain.
"Presumptuous!" Nong Yufei was startled and subconsciously scolded him, and he casually tried to sweep him away.
"puff!"
But the strong spiritual wind hit the opponent, just like the spring breeze blowing on the face, without any movement.
"Uh... Disciple pays homage to Uncle Master!" At this time, Nong Yufei discovered that the other party was actually a real-life major cultivator, and he was also a formation cultivator!
"Greetings to the real person!" All the formation cultivators around him also woke up to pay homage.
The other party paid no attention to the numerous disciples, and the surrounding light curtains kept flashing. As his operations changed, afterimages almost appeared on his hands.
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"Weng!"
On the deck outside, as the three real people appeared, the Ascending Immortal Dharma Master's aura suddenly surged, bursting out the top power of the best spiritual weapon. Obviously, the effect of the substitution in the main control room was not a slight change.
Looking at the four real people who suddenly appeared, Wang Zijia was shocked and immediately realized that this should be the continuation of the previous incident of tracking Xiang. Quietly retreated and hid in the Fajia attic building complex.
Wanyuxiancheng's experience told him that when big bosses fight, it's best not to join in the fun.
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(End of chapter)
