Above the battlefield, Gu Tian expanded the Houtu Domain and trapped Yue Ruge and the three ancestors of the Tribulation of Tianxie Pavilion with one person.
As the second-ranked star official in Tiangong City, Yue Ruge naturally knew some inside stories, so the moment she saw Shennong Hu appear, she had a bad feeling in her heart.
But there is no choice. In this territory of Houtu, unless Gu Tian is defeated, there is no way to escape. And Gu Tian's defense was impenetrable, so it was impossible to get out in a short time.
Above the sky, Shennong Hu pressed his palms against the ancient bronze tripod and muttered something.
His face turned redder and redder, and wisps of green smoke came out of his head, as if he had spent a lot of energy.
The six surrounding Ancestors of Transformation Tribulation also cast spells at the same time, pouring their spiritual power into the cauldron. They could vaguely see countless precious treasures of heaven and earth inside, many of which were precious spiritual objects that had been lost to the outside world for many years.
Phew!
A real fire ignited beneath the ancient cauldron.
As the real fire burned stronger and stronger, the green smoke floating out from the Shennong Cauldron became thicker and thicker. Before, it only covered the battlefield for millions of miles, but now it has covered tens of millions of miles. It was the group of poisonous people that the Bamboo Army fought against, and even the poisonous people attacking the city in other places stopped.
“What’s going on?”
The Nanxuan cultivator who had been fighting to the death with the poisonous man just now looked at each other in shock.
These weird green smoke only seem to have an effect on poisonous people. As soon as low-level poisonous people come into contact with the green smoke, they will immediately lose their ability to move and become an object of slaughter.
But the monk was unscathed.
However, there are also special circumstances. Although some poisonous figures have stopped moving, their eyes have begun to move slightly. They are no longer as violent as before, and actually show a trace of struggle.
“Everyone!”
While casting spells, Shennong Hu said loudly: "We have been invited by Palace Master Liang to come to the aid of fellow Taoist Nanxuan. You don't have to worry about the poisonous people. We in Juntian City have our own magic method to surrender!"
While speaking, , the mysterious power in the body was running, and the pure air in the cauldron changed again. They all rushed into the sky, turned into nine green dragons, and flew in different directions.
While these green dragons were flying, heavy rain continued to fall on the monks who were injured by poisonous people. The wounds immediately recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the toxins in the body were expelled.
No one dared to imagine such strange things, but they actually appeared on the battlefield of the decisive battle between the North and the South!
“God bless me Nanxuan!”
"The divine soldiers descended from the sky!"
"The Great Wall will never be breached!"
At this moment, everyone in Nanxuan seemed to grasp the life-saving straw and saw in the darkness A ray of dawn cheered everyone up and their morale was high again.
Looking at Beiming, many people were confused at this time.
Although the Beiming army claims to have more than 20 million, there are nearly 10 million poisonous people among them. Once these poisonous people fail, the gap between the north and the south will be narrowed a lot.
Moreover, Nanxuan has the Great Wall of Heaven to rely on. Although Beiming's overall strength is still greater than that of Nanxuan, it is a bit difficult to forcefully break the city.
"Don't be chaotic, don't be chaotic! Nanxuan Today I have run out of energy, and now I am just hanging on for breath, so Everyone, charge me!”
In the Beiming Army, a general tried to stabilize the morale of the army, but his monks were not all fools. The poisonous man acted as a shield before and charged without any scruples. Now that the poisonous man has failed, should he step forward and become cannon fodder?
Moreover, most of the Beiming monks gathered together for the sake of profit. When the advantage was great, no one wanted to fall behind. But when the situation changed, they all had a wait-and-see attitude and hesitated to move forward. .
Under the ebb and flow of one thing and another, the battlefield where Bei Ming originally had the absolute advantage gradually turned into a tug-of-war between evenly matched opponents.
Beiming could not attack the city wall for the time being, but Nanxuan could not defeat Beiming either.
At the moment of the stalemate, the earth suddenly shook. The monks from the north and the south who were still fighting were slightly stunned, and they faintly heard a dull loud sound coming from their feet.
"Is something awakening?"
In the Beiming Army, a man stepped on the Wind and Fire Wheel and looked around with a look of surprise on his face.
He practices wind and fire, so he has the Taoist nickname "Wind and Fire Taoist". Although he has become the True Lord of Tongxuan, he is cautious and good at observing words and expressions, and never puts himself in danger.
There was a female cultivator beside him who looked to be over fifty years old. She was dressed as a nun, had an eyebrow and a fierce face, but she was the "Tian Jue Master" invited by Taoist Fenghuo.
Both of them are casual cultivators. Among them, Master Fenghuo was invited by Tianhe City and wanted to take advantage of the Civil War to take advantage of the war. However, he was afraid that no one in the army would take care of him, so he deceived Master Tianjue too. After going down the mountain, the two of them joined Beiming's army.
Taoist Fenghuo was extremely shrewd. When he realized something was wrong, he immediately left the battlefield and retreated slowly.
Master Tianjue has a ruthless personality. She has already started a real fight with the Nanxuan monks. With a powerful dragon-slaying staff, she stepped forward alone and fought with Nanxuan's two Tongxuan monks. You start fighting.
While the fight was inextricably linked, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked open, and a golden light shot out from the gap. It was as powerful as lightning. Tian Jue Master had no time to react, and was immediately pierced through the chest by this golden light!
I didn't feel anything at first. Even Master Tianjue didn't stop moving. She still danced the dragon-slaying staff with fierce moves and continuous attacks.
But gradually, I felt something was wrong. All the meridians in my body seemed to be pierced by gold needles, and unbearable pain spread throughout my body.
"Cough cough cough"
Tian Jueshi coughed too hard and spit out a large mouthful of blood. His body could no longer hold up and he fell to his knees holding on to the dragon-slaying staff.
The next moment, the body of the Tongxuan nun exploded in front of everyone, turning into countless pieces of corpse and flesh, and even the true spirit disappeared
The same scene happened everywhere on the battlefield.
The ground trembled beneath my feet, and streaks of golden light erupted from the ground, with a clear target, only targeting the Beiming monks!
“It’s the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Immortals!”
When Brother Nanxuan saw this scene, he was slightly stunned at first, and the next moment he burst into cheers like mountains and tsunamis.
Although I don’t understand what happened, these golden lights are indeed the killing move of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. The golden light kills the Beiming monk, which means that the formation has been restarted!
"What's going on? The power of the formation is actually working again."
Even several of Nanxuan's tribulation ancestors were surprised.
Above the sky, Venerable Great Ku and Gui Wujiu were joining forces to fight against the enemy. Suddenly they felt the power of a familiar formation coming from below, and they couldn't help but be slightly startled.
The two looked at each other and suddenly thought of a possibility.
"Amitabha, it seems that we have all misunderstood Sect Master Liang." Venerable Great Ku said in a message. Gui Wujiu also nodded and said in the same voice: "This time, all nine of us are inferior to him."
“Now that the formation has been repaired, we only need to block our respective opponents. As for the Beiming army, we will leave it to the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation to eliminate them.”
“That’s right. That’s true!”
Gui Wujiu laughed, the stars above his head were flowing, and he suddenly clapped his hands, and the power of the stars turned into a long and bright river, really as powerful as a rainbow!
After being suppressed for so long, Brother Nanxuan finally saw the dawn of victory at this moment!
"Quick! The monks in charge of the formation quickly return to their positions. The 'Ten Thousand Immortals Formation' has been repaired. Quickly control the formation to destroy the invading enemies!"
Several coaches from Nanxuan simultaneously The order was given.
Tens of thousands of monks, all proficient in formations, flew back from all directions without any hesitation, returned to their respective positions, and began to control the formation again.
Countless rays of golden light lit up in the battlefield, and a thick golden light curtain appeared in the sky, stretching tens of millions of miles from south to north, covering almost half of the battlefield.
In the light curtain, forbidden killing moves appear frequently!
The Beiming monks were all frightened. For a moment, the formation was in chaos. The Nanxuan monks took advantage of the situation to cover up the killings. In the blink of an eye, countless people died.
With the reinforcements from the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation and Juntian City, the situation on the battlefield was quickly reversed!
Before the formation was broken, the Beiming Army was so powerful that they once reached the foot of the Great Wall. But now that the formation is repaired, these Beiming monks who rush in are like turtles in an urn.
I wanted to move forward, but was blocked by the Great Wall. I wanted to retreat, but was blocked by the "Array of Ten Thousand Immortals." It was really a dilemma!
“Roar!”
A violent roar suddenly sounded inside the Great Wall. After a moment, the ladder rose and twelve giant elephants flew out from the city.
Each of these giant elephants is over a hundred feet tall, with a golden body and mysterious patterns on their foreheads, exuding an ancient and wild atmosphere.
But it is the "Wanju Dragon Elephant" of Wanshou Mountain!
The Wuji Dragon Elephant is a strange species from the ancient times. It is born with divine power and is good at rushing into formations. Nanxuan has been suppressed before and can only adopt the strategy of solid wall defense, resulting in these giant elephants having no chance to play.
Now that the situation has reversed, Nan Xuan has sounded the clarion call for counterattack, and all twelve Wuji Dragon Elephants have been released by Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain for use in the front assault.
The power of the giant elephants joined together, like mountains collapsing and the sea overturning, instantly breaking through Beiming's defense.
“Hurry, stop these beasts!”
The ancestors of Huajie in Tianhe City and Yongye City all took action. Various talismans, spells, magic weapons, and magic weapons were drawn out almost at the same time. Breaking through the sky, he struck at the twelve giant elephants.
However, the pattern on the forehead of the Infinity Dragon Elephant also lit up at the same time.
The mysterious and ancient power began to revive and condensed with each other, eventually forming a thick golden light that enveloped every giant elephant.
Boom!
The magical powers of many masters hit these dragon elephants, which only caused them to tremble, but did not leave any injuries.
The giant elephant rushes into the battle, unstoppable!
“Ah!”
Screams came from all over the battlefield.
The Wuji Dragon Elephant kicked down, and the void was trampled to pieces. Some Beiming monks who were not enough in cultivation had no time to escape, and were trampled to pieces by the kick, turning into blood.
Twelve giant elephants ran rampant, and then No one dared to stop them, and they quickly broke through gaps in Beiming's line.
Seeing the beast being so domineering, the fighting spirit of Beiming's army dropped a bit.
Many of the monks who join Beiming are just outsiders. They will join whoever is more powerful. You can strive for merit, but you cannot die! Now that Beiming has been defeated, how can they still work hard?
They all pinched the secrets in unison, turned into escaping light, and retreated quietly.
Jingle bell bell! Jingle bell bell!
Seeing that the morale of the army was weakened, a strange bell suddenly sounded in the battlefield, and six Disha Pavilion masters gathered together. Each one held a black bell, making secrets with his left hand and ringing the bell with his right hand.
As the ringing sound continued, the remaining souls on the battlefield gradually took on physical form.
These remnant souls were guided by the ringing of the bell and attached to the Beiming monks who fled backwards, causing these deserters to be controlled, turned around, and returned to the battlefield.
“No. No.”
A Beiming casual cultivator's eyes were panicked, and he shouted "No", but he rushed straight to the front line, took out all the talismans and magic weapons at the bottom of the box, and attacked the Nanxuan cultivator without reservation.
Soon, he was trampled into a pulp by the "Wuji Dragon Elephant"
These low-level monks are cannon fodder in the war, how can they be allowed to come and come as they please? Just leave?
Countless deserters were possessed by ghosts. Although they were unwilling to do so, they could not help but return to the battlefield and rush to the front line, as if they were pioneers who were not afraid of death.
“What a vicious spell, I didn’t expect Disha Pavilion to be so cruel to my own people!”
Even the enemy generals of Nanxuan couldn't help but feel numb when they saw this scene, and secretly sighed in their hearts.
However, they soon discovered that these ghosts not only controlled the deserters, but also controlled the poisonous people who had stopped moving!
Although poisonous people possessed by ghosts can only move for a moment, they will explode after death, emitting violent toxicity. Many Nanxuan monks who are too close have no time to react and are directly poisoned to death. I can't wait for the monks from Juntian City to detoxify him.
The two armies have been fighting until now, and each has suffered countless casualties. There are too many grievances that have not yet dissipated on the battlefield. As the materials used by the masters of Disha Pavilion to perform spells, it can be said to be inexhaustible and inexhaustible. over!
Seeing that the situation was reaching a stalemate again, a team of several hundred people suddenly rushed out from the southeast.
There were monks in the team, holding thirty-six kinds of Buddhist instruments, including bells, tin staffs, rosary beads, precious flags, cymbals, incense burners, candlesticks, wooden fish, pure bottles, Buddhist niches, cloud boards, diamond disks, and jade ruyi, arranged in rows. They formed a mysterious formation and rushed straight to the front line of the battle between the two armies.
“They are the Buddhist soldiers from Luotian Mountain!”
Master Beiming’s expression changed. He looked at it carefully and saw that the cultivation of these Buddhist soldiers were not low, and the worst ones were all gold. In the Dan Realm, the thirty-six people at the head are the True Lord Tongxuan.
They took thirty-six different Buddhist instruments, made secrets and chanted incantations, and their breaths merged into one, turning into Buddhist gold water, sweeping in all directions.
Wherever the golden water passed, the ghosts were washed away, the controlled monks gradually returned to normal, and the controlled poisonous people fell to the ground again.
Throughout the battlefield, most of the millions of wronged souls were quickly washed away, turned into blue smoke, and slowly dispersed.
Without the ghost, Disha Pavilion’s spells are like water without roots and can no longer be cast.
“Solley!”
A loud shout came from behind Nanxuan, but it was the three thousand soldiers of Xuanyuan City who drew their bows at the same time. Only the sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the three thousand golden arrows were like shooting stars. Cutting through the night sky, it landed in the formation of Beiming's army.
These golden arrows are extraordinary. They are powerful enough to kill monks in the Golden Core Realm. In addition, there are talismans tied to the ends of the arrows, which can break through the enemy's defensive magic weapons. Even Zhenjun Tongxuan will be injured.
For a time, arrows rained down, and the Beiming army suffered countless casualties