Seeing this situation, many demon kings of the Jiang family secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But what they didn't notice was that as the crackling sounds on the barrier became more and more intense, the face of the second young master, Jiang Fan, began to look abnormal.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes became a little hollow.
"Sir! What's wrong with you!" The green snake spirit next to him was the first to notice something was wrong and supported Jiang Fan, who was on the verge of collapse.
"This jade talisman barrier requires the power of the soul to maintain. I can't resist it for too long. You... take turns injecting your own soul power into it to maintain the barrier. We fight and retreat..." Jiang Fan said weakly.
After hearing Jiang Fan's words, everyone understood what was going on.
To put it bluntly, this jade talisman does not itself store the energy of the barrier, but only amplifies the power of Jiang Fan's soul to generate this barrier.
Once Jiang Fan's soul is no longer sustainable, this barrier will inevitably collapse.
What's more, the steady stream of arrows from the sky continue to impact the barrier, which requires Jiang Fan to inject more spiritual power to barely be able to withstand it.
"Sir, please rest and let me do it!" A leopard-headed guard shouted, holding his fingers together in front of his eyebrows, and then pointed at the jade talisman in the sky. Suddenly, a spiritual gray energy visible to the naked eye was connected to the jade talisman. Above, the already shaky barrier became stable again.
"Let's go!" Jiang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief and ordered everyone to retreat slowly outside.
"Let's go? Wuhuai Mountain is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want!" The general on horseback sneered and raised his whip again: "Kill——!"
kill! ! !
Suddenly, the Yin soldiers on the hillsides on both sides turned themselves into gray spears, flying towards the barrier below without fear of life or death.
Bang bang bang bang...!
Suddenly, a dull sound sounded like a sudden rain, and cracks spread throughout the barrier instantly.
The leopard-headed demon king who maintained the barrier below glared and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Leopard King!" Seeing that something was wrong, several demon kings swarmed forward and added the power of their souls to the jade talisman to help maintain the jade talisman's barrier.
However, not long after it stabilized, the barrier cracked again.
Several spears transformed from Yin soldiers even passed through the barrier and stabbed down towards the people below.
"Feng Tian!" One of the demon kings had quick eyes and quick hands. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a sea of fire, engulfing several spears in it.
The spears transformed by these Yin soldiers immediately melted rapidly in the sea of fire.
However, the sea of fire cannot completely kill them.
It was just that the Yin Qi on their bodies was wiped away, but the black souls still escaped from the trap and flew out along the cracks in the barrier on the sky.
And these souls that flew out were running back and forth in the mountains, and soon they gathered their bodies again, and continued to turn into spears, flying towards the barrier.
After going back and forth like this, the barrier above finally couldn't hold on anymore and completely turned into clouds of smoke, exposing the remaining twelve demon kings.
Moreover, their retreat has been cut off. At this time, they have no chance to retreat outside Wuhuai Mountain. They can only start fighting hard and try to carve out a bloody path.
Twelve demon kings, facing hundreds of Yin soldiers, and a general whose strength is unknown, watching eagerly from a distance, this situation is not good no matter how you look at it.
Roar……!
Jiang Fan, who finally recovered, went berserk. He transformed and returned directly to his original form.
The body of a black-striped tiger, but the head is half a human body.
His black hair was flying wildly, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, and a blue steel fork appeared in his hand.
"Calling Thunder——"
Jiang Fan raised his steel fork high, and the sky suddenly changed with thunder and lightning.
The next moment, there was a roaring explosion, and thousands of blue thunders fell from the sky, covering hundreds of miles in radius.
Wherever the thunder passed, cracks were opened in the space. All the Yin soldiers were unable to dodge and were directly submerged in it, making loud explosions.
In an instant, dozens of Yin soldiers and their souls were blasted into nothingness.
The Second Young Master's bloodline magical power is truly terrifying.
Seeing this situation, the remaining eleven demon kings all showed shock on their faces.
The lightning flashed in Jiang Fan's eyes, and the blue thunder rolled like a summer rainstorm in an endless stream.
Hundreds of miles around were directly razed to the ground.
The general on horseback also turned into a streak of gray energy and took several followers to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
"The skill is good, I want it." Just when Jiang Fan was showing off his power and was about to kill hundreds of Yin soldiers, a cold female voice suddenly sounded deep in Wuhuai Mountain.
The face of the general on horseback changed drastically. He dismounted and knelt down towards the north: "Welcome the Ghost King!"
Several attendants beside him also changed their colors at the same time, and all knelt down.
On the other side, Jiang Fan and others suddenly felt their hairs stand on end and their pupils shrank sharply.
"Fellow Taoist, you are pretending to be a ghost here!" Jiang Fan's steel fork dimmed its light, and disappeared with a face full of thunder.
"Ho ho ho... are you pretending to be a ghost?" A sarcastic voice suddenly sounded in Jiang Fan's ears. At the same time, a light flashed in front of him, and a strange monster appeared.
Jiang Fan's expression froze and he almost scared Hun'er away.
Seeing this, the other demon kings also involuntarily took a few steps back.
This monster is covered with long white hair, and even its face cannot be seen. Only ten sharp and long nails are exposed, which is really scary.
"I...heard the sound of your heartbeat..." The white-haired monster floated gently in front of Jiang Fan, and its nails as sharp as sharp knives slowly moved towards Jiang Fan's chest.
Jiang Fan's eyes widened and his heart vibrated like a drum. However, his body refused to obey and he could not move at all.
"Don't hurt my young master!" The green snake spirit not far away suddenly shouted violently, opened his mouth and spat out, and a dark green poisonous arrow passed through the white-haired monster's body.
"Hahaha, pretending to be a ghost, I thought you were so powerful, but that's all it turns out to be!" The leopard-headed demon king burst out laughing when he saw this.
"Yeah, it really scared me!"
"..."
When all the demon kings saw this situation, they all looked relaxed and began to joke loudly.
"Isn't it funny?" Just when everyone was breathing a sigh of relief, a cold voice suddenly came from their ears.
Immediately afterwards, their pupils turned gray.
No, it wasn't that their pupils turned gray, but the long hair on the white-haired monster suddenly became as hard as steel wire and flew towards them, overwhelming them so that they could not see other colors.
Everyone's pupils shrank and they dodged without hesitation.
However, the demon kings were horrified to find that their bodies were no longer in control, as if they were frozen into popsicles and unable to move.
Thousands of silver threads flashed past, and then shrank back like lightning.
All this sounds slow, but in fact it only happens in the blink of an eye.
When the silver thread faded away, only Jiang Fan, with the body of a tiger and a human body, was left standing on this broken land.
The remaining eleven demon kings have all turned into pieces of flesh and blood scattered on the ground.
The earth souls of many demon kings turned into balls of gray air, floating quietly on the ground, unable to move.
It wasn't until the white-haired monster opened its mouth and sucked in that they all disappeared.
"Spare, spare my life..." Jiang Fan's scalp went numb.
"Ho ho, I don't plan to kill you just yet, just follow me." The white-haired monster turned around and floated slowly towards the depths of Wuhuai Mountain, not worried about Jiang Fan escaping at all.
"Now we're in trouble." Jiang Fan felt bitter in his heart, then transformed into a human again and followed behind.
He didn't dare to run away because he knew that this white-haired monster was definitely capable of killing him instantly...
