Chapter 231 Demon Sect

"Brother Yi, may I ask what kind of magical power this is? Your sect has not taught such a technique. It actually depends on others' self-destruction to have the opportunity to display this kind of magical power. This is really something I never expected."

Wei Wuya sighed and asked slowly.

"Indeed, this is the first time I have seen such a peculiar secret technique. It can be seen that the strength of the Jin State's cultivation world cannot be ignored." The old demon Hehuan frowned and pondered.

Faced with such a dilemma, the three of them temporarily put aside their doubts and disputes and concentrated on the battle.

Because the sound of war drums in the opposite magic legion became more and more rapid, some warriors leaped up and hovered in the air, while the warriors on the ground began to adjust their formation. At the same time, spells were chanted everywhere, presenting a shocking attack posture.

Although the army of practitioners in the rear witnessed the strange scene of this gambling fight, they did not become chaotic under the guidance of the high-level practitioners.

Similarly, they also took corresponding actions, the team began to move, and various colors of spiritual light flickered in the practitioners' camp.

"We did suffer a lot of losses this time. But fortunately, they are only in trouble temporarily and are not in danger of life. As long as we can hold on, they still have a chance to escape. The number of our high-level practitioners originally exceeds that of the Mulan people. Even if we lose ten of them, it will not have a big impact on our overall strength."

Master Zhiyang thought for a moment and said solemnly.

Although Hehuan the old demon and the other two high-ranking figures knew that Master Zhiyang's words were more for self-consolation, as things had come to this point, they could only accept this reality.

However, they naturally could not conceal the anger deep in their hearts.

"Okay, we don't need to command the next battle ourselves. We just need to do our best to restrain Master Mulan!" The old demon Hehuan said coldly with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Then, he ignored the other two and looked up at the magic army opposite him, shouting:

"We have long admired the name of Master Lan, who has great magical powers and superb skills. Yi and the other three would like to ask the masters for advice. I wonder if you are willing to teach us?"

The cry of the old demon Hehuan obviously utilized some mysterious technique, which shook the heaven and earth like a bolt from the blue, and made the air within a few miles around tremble.

The sounds of spells in both camps suddenly weakened, and even those mages who had already taken off into the air, some of the weaker ones, were shaking and almost fell.

When the skinny old man heard the provocative voice of Hehuan Old Demon, his eyebrows trembled slightly, as if he was a little worried, but he quickly calmed down and said softly:

"The battle with the three outstanding practitioners of Tiannan is unavoidable. However, I must stay here to ensure the smooth progress of the war, so I cannot fight in person. This requires you, Sect Master Fang, to take action in person."

"I have already known that your Tiansha True Demon Art has reached perfection, and you can even use the True Demon Aura of the Tiansha True Demon to possess your body. I believe that dealing with just one person should be no problem."

"Since we have reached a consensus, then as the sect leader, I will naturally step forward. I am also eager to experience how powerful the magical powers of Tiannan's number one demon cultivator are!"

The man in black robe responded coldly, with a sinister green light flashing in his eyes. Then his figure was gradually shrouded in thick black smoke, rising slowly and rushing towards where his opponent was.

The scholar surnamed Zhong and the dwarf surnamed Bi did not hesitate at all. They immediately turned into a silver lightning and a ball of blazing flame and followed.

Upon seeing this, Master Zhiyang and the other two masters on the opposite side immediately activated their true energy and transformed into a dazzling beam of light and rushed into the sky.

The black-robed man and the two divine masters Mulan followed closely behind. In the blink of an eye, the six of them disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds and their figures could no longer be seen.

However, at this moment, the surrounding sky suddenly changed, sometimes showing a fiery red color, and sometimes becoming as black as ink.

Immediately afterwards, deafening explosions sounded, and from time to time dazzling silver light and colorful rays of light flashed quickly.

Since the confrontation between the six extraordinary practitioners, lower-level monks and mages have also joined in this bloody battle.

However, this war was not as imagined, with practitioners fighting one-on-one or several people confronting each other. Instead, they directly flew into the air, approached the enemy and attacked with magic weapons.

In fact, the distance between the two sides was very far. Amid the high and low spells, they took the lead and activated various defensive bans at the same time.

Huge light curtains slowly rose from each other's camps, completely enveloping the main forces of both sides.

Obviously, the practitioners were the first to complete the defensive layout.

Of course, this does not mean that practitioners are better at using the Five Elements Taoism than mages, but because most of the protective magic arrays set up by Tiannan practitioners rely on specific array tools.

Because of this, when they activate the defensive array, their efficiency is obviously better than others.

As Long Han, the master who participated in the command, announced the start of war, the monks quickly took action.

The first to launch the attack were those treasures with long-range attack capabilities. The huge bronze gong that Chen Yun had seen before was one of them.

At this moment, the bracket carrying the gong had quietly arrived at the front of the monks' team, and gently floated up, hovering dozens of feet above the ground.

Around it, there were only seven or eight strong men in yellow robes guarding it.

The giant who had been sitting next to the gong had stood up at some point, holding a foot-long hammer in his hand, and stood silently beside the gong.

Further away, two practitioners erected a triangular black flag that was about five or six feet tall. The flag was shining with black light, and a lifelike black dragon was embroidered on it.

There were also nine girls in red dresses, each of them holding a tray covered with red brocade, which was filled with unknown treasures.

However, the nine girls were arranged in a strange formation, floating lightly in the air.

Finally, there were three old men dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes. Each of them carried a gourd more than half a person's height on his back. With their eyes slightly closed, they also walked to the front of the team.

……

The order to attack reached the ears of all practitioners responsible for the first round of attack in an instant.

The sturdy man on the bronze bracket immediately widened his eyes, and a yellow light about a foot long emanated from his body. He waved the hammer with both hands, aimed at the center of the gong, and smashed it down hard.

A ball of dazzling golden light burst out instantly, but surprisingly, despite the light, no sound was heard.

As soon as this ball of golden light appeared, it exploded with a loud bang, turning into countless tiny golden stars, flying rapidly towards the direction of the opponent.

However, after flying only a dozen feet, a subtle "puff" sound was heard, and the golden star turned into soft golden mist. The burly man's hammer was beating like crazy, and countless golden stars shot out from the gong. The golden mist surged forward like a tide, heading straight for the opposing army of magicians.

As the two monks frantically waved the triangular black flag, a mysterious black dragon seemed to gradually appear.

The moment the dragon monster opened its eyes, gusts of blue-black evil wind slowly gushed out of its mouth.

The wind was howling, and strong hurricanes turned into dark clouds and mist, with sand and rocks flying everywhere in an instant, making the surrounding environment blurry.

The girl in the red dress raised her hands at the same time, holding up the red disc in her hands and chanting a pleasant spell.

A red light flashed, and nine red copper pieces suddenly flew out from the plate, gathered together in the air, and then began to spin.

A fiery red ancient mirror with a diameter of several feet suddenly appeared in front of everyone. There was a flashing light on the mirror, and countless firebirds spewed out of it.

Each one was covered in flames, with flames spewing from their mouths. Then, after a burst of crisp chirping, they rushed out like sharp arrows.

Three old men dressed in gorgeous brocade robes stood in a triangle and activated the huge gourds behind them at the same time. Ice-cold white air was accompanied by countless snowflakes and hail.

In an instant, the large area in front of them turned into ice and snow, and swept to the other side at an alarming speed.

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The attacks of these magical weapons were launched almost at the same time, and the mages on the opposite side had just barely condensed their own protective light shields.

Before they could launch a counterattack, they had to endure this round of attacks under the command of the skinny old man.

The moment the attack touched the protective light shield, various forces such as golden mist, black evil wind, etc. exploded on the protective light shield of the army of monks at the same time.

For a moment, lights of various colors intertwined and flickered, and the protective light shield of the army of mages could not help but tremble slightly.

When Long Han saw this scene, he gave another order without hesitation. The monks who received the order immediately launched the second round of attack without waiting for the first round of attack to end.

This attack was a large-scale secret attack technique jointly launched by various sects.

Various colored light pillars and raging devilish fires were fired one after another from the monks' camp, instantly merging with the first round of attacks from exotic treasures and covering the entire mage camp.

The mages' protective shields were completely trapped by these continuous attacks.

The skinny old man's face looked a little gloomy. He never expected that just because he lagged behind the opponent in activating spiritual power, he would immediately fall into a passive position of being beaten.

Faced with such a fierce attack, he was unable to mobilize enough mages to launch an effective counterattack quickly.

Under such a terrifying offensive, if there were no protection from the prohibitions of the magic array, even a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage would not dare to take on so many attacks head-on.

"Mrs. Lu, it looks like we have to use those powerful beasts. Otherwise we will lose the initiative." The old man suddenly turned to the black-robed woman beside him and said.

"Since the sect master has decided to lend these powerful wild beasts to you, you can use them without worry. There is no need to inform me specifically."

The woman in black robe said calmly with a smile on her face.

Hearing this, the old man nodded with satisfaction and immediately deployed the action.

After a deafening roar, more than a dozen huge wild beasts, relying on their tough bodies and powerful defense, successfully broke through the mages' protective shield and appeared in front of everyone.

Once these giant beasts escaped, they immediately rushed towards the direction of the monks. Faced with this situation, the monks' attack direction also changed, and part of their firepower was concentrated on these giant beasts.

The magic attack originally attacking the magician camp was slightly weakened. Taking advantage of this gap, dozens of high-level magicians quickly flew away from the battlefield, releasing dozens of colorful projectile-shaped magic weapons at the same time, silently chanting spells.

The scene that followed was jaw-dropping. Some of these projectiles fell to the ground and disappeared without a trace.

Some of them rotated in the air for a while before being covered by green light; others directly condensed into water droplets or flames and were wrapped in flames.

Immediately afterwards, monsters of various shapes emerged from the ground, the green light, and between the water and fire.

There are yellow earth pythons that are more than ten feet long, giant fire wolves that are seventy or eight feet tall, blurry green strange birds, and blue demon turtles covered with water mist.

As soon as these monsters appeared, they followed closely and pounced on the opposing army of monks together with those wild beasts.

Because these behemoths are born with strong physiques and heavy armor, and with various protective spells cast on them, they are able to survive despite being attacked by numerous spells.

They roared in pain and were instantly covered in wounds, but miraculously none of them fell down.

However, the situation for the transformed monsters following behind them was not optimistic.

Although they also displayed amazing momentum, after a round of fierce fighting, most of them were beaten to pieces and finally turned into points of light and disappeared silently.

Correspondingly, those magical projectiles also lost a lot of spiritual power and finally fell to the ground powerlessly.

However, the high-level mages turned a blind eye to this and waved their arms again, throwing out more projectiles.

As the spell was chanted, monsters were born again and charged forward fearlessly.

Seeing this scene, many monks' faces became solemn. The intensity of their magic attacks on these monsters also increased. On the other hand, the pressure on the magician camp was significantly reduced.

Seeing this situation, Long Han's face gradually became gloomy. He tried to give orders, but it was too late.

The skinny old man seized this rare opportunity and decisively issued orders, asking the team, which had already mobilized a small number of mages, to change their attack methods and perform various types of spiritual arts.

In an instant, various spiritual lights flashed, and along with the chanting of spells, huge fireballs with diameters of several meters and ice spears as thick as trees began to take shape in the sky. (End of this chapter)