Chapter 1949 Rescue
Tong Ni never expected that Wu Changqing would take action directly after a disagreement.
At this time, he finally recognized the fact that these foreign monks were not here to target Nanxuan, but to himself!
"Quick, set up a formation to meet the enemy!"
Tong Ni shouted and ordered the Beiming army to shrink their front and form a formation to prepare for the attack of the alien coalition.
At the same time, monks from the three major divine races came in like a tide.
The ones rushing at the front are the giant spirit monks. These people are extremely talented and have used the power of earth to temper their bodies all year round, resulting in immense strength and amazing defense.
“Use the Mysterious Magnetic Divine Light!”
Wang Tianhe arranged an emergency formation, and seven of the Tribulation Ancestors cast spells at the same time, extracting the “Black Magnetic Divine Light” from a strange stone. "Light", and then diffused it through the power of the Beiming Army's formation, gradually forming a gray wall of light, blocking the charging path of the giant spirit monks.
It is said that in the far north, there is an extremely rare natural material and earthly treasure called "Arctic Magnet".
There is a trace amount of "magnetic divine light" hidden in the stone. Only the ancestor of the calamity can extract it, but it cannot be preserved because once it is removed from the original stone, this "magnetic divine light" will soon disappear into nothingness. .
The Beiming Army stores a lot of these magnets, which can be used to form formations when the two armies confront each other.
Once the "Magic Divine Light" is formed, it can absorb the opponent's magic weapon, and it is extremely lethal to the physical body. As long as ordinary monks get close, the flesh and blood will twist and deform, and finally turn into a puddle of mud.
In the previous battle in Huangsha City, Wang Tianhe used the "Magic Divine Light" to defeat Nanxuan and killed at least 3,000 Nanxuan monks!
“Watch out!”
The leader of the Giant Spirit Clan also recognized the power and did not let his monks rush in randomly.
A group of giants stopped in front of the "Black Magnetic Divine Light", with strange expressions on their faces, as if they were communicating in secret.
Suddenly, these giants stretched out their hands at the same time and plunged into the ground!
Boom!
There was only a dull loud noise, and countless cracks appeared on the ground under the feet of the Beiming Army. Then the cracks spread rapidly, and yellow sand flew out from them, turning into puppet giants.
"Oops! It's the 'Giant Spirit God'!"
Looking at the hundreds of puppets that appeared in the military camp, Wang Tianhe's expression changed drastically.
He once followed Dan Yangsheng and participated in the battle to suppress the eight tribes, so he knew the power of these puppet giants. They were a major killer weapon of the giant spirit tribe. Each one cost a lot of "dove soil". Amazing power!
Before he could remind him, these yellow sand giants were already killing the Bei Ming Army.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of loud noises were heard, and the yellow sand giants were rampaging among the Beiming Army. Every punch and every kick had earth-shattering power. The low-level monks could not stop it at all. As long as they were rubbed by the punch, their brains would immediately burst. , the soul is broken and dies!
Hundreds of Giant Spirit Gods, like hundreds of butchers, disrupted the formation of the Beiming Army and exposed flaws in the "Black Magnetic Divine Light".
“You are seeking death!”
Tong Ni was furious.
But he did not take action against those giant spirit gods, but flew directly towards the giant spirit monks.
I saw the master of the Xuanyin Pavilion flipping his right hand, and the power of extreme yin gathered in his palm, and then he suddenly slapped it out, and a huge palm print fell from the sky and landed on the head of the Giant Spirit Clan monk.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and hundreds of giant spirit monks were killed by this palm. Their bodies were torn apart, and there was no intact body.
Everyone in the Giant Spirit Clan was furious, and more than a dozen beings with powerful auras rose into the sky, surrounding Tong Ni.
But Tong Ni was not afraid at all. With a pinch of the spell in his hand, nine black dragons appeared behind him. He fought a bloody battle with more than a dozen masters of the Giant Spirit Clan and did not lose at all!
Seeing that they could not do anything to him, those giants could only fight and retreat. At the same time, they ordered all the giant spirit monks to besiege Tong Ni, hoping to suppress the sub-sage with a large army.
“Hmph, you alien rats, want to bully the minority with more?”
Wang Tianhe sneered and hurriedly led one hundred thousand elite soldiers as well as masters such as Mo Qingwu and Venerable Poison Dragon to come to support.
"Pavilion Master, don't be afraid, watch us defeat the enemy!"
Mo Qingqing used the "Yin Bing Tian Sha", and Venerable Poison Dragon activated the "Bu Dai Poison Technique". People are ruthless people. Wherever they go, those giants are either poisoned or haunted by ghosts. Soon they fall to the ground and can never stand up again.
"Haha, it's our turn to take action."
Wu Changqing and the Huan Clan leader looked at each other, smiled slightly, and led their monks to join the battlefield one after another.
The leader of the Fantasy Clan was a short old man. He held a huge yellow and white gourd in his arms. He recited a spell. The gourd immediately opened and emitted green smoke, which spread for dozens of miles in the blink of an eye. Square circle.
Some Beiming monks were shrouded in the green smoke and immediately became confused. Some even turned against them and pointed the finger at their comrades.
“Be careful! It’s an illusion!”
Among the ancestors of Beiming, Hua Feiwu was particularly good at illusions. Seeing this scene, he immediately used the "Blue Heart Eye".
This pupil can see through illusions and distinguish between truth and falsehood. It once helped Wang Tianhe to block Liang Yan in Netherworld Valley. Now it was pushed to the extreme by Hua Feiwu, and he quickly saw through the secrets of the Huan clan. Several flaws.
Without any hesitation, she flipped her left hand over, revealing an extra basket of colorful flowers, and threw it into the air.
The flower basket rotated rapidly, emitting five rays of red, yellow, white, blue and blue, and rushed into the battlefield where the two armies were fighting. It quickly broke part of the illusion and helped the Beiming monk to wake up successfully.
“Haha, I didn’t expect that there are people with the same path as me in Beiming’s army!”
The leader of the Huan Clan looked at Hua Feiwu from a distance, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
“However, that’s all.”
His eyes gradually turned cold, and he reached out and pointed in the air, and the green smoke on the battlefield suddenly swept towards Hua Feiwu.
Hua Feiwu was caught off guard. Just when he was about to use his magical power to resist, there was a flower in front of him. The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, like a star moving in the sky, his appearance changed in an instant.
Without the chaotic fighting, there was only a sea of flowers and a lonely back in front of her.
That was the secret realm where she once practiced, and it also buried a past that she couldn't let go of.
“Oops.”
Hua Feiwu’s last remaining shred of reason told her that she had fallen into the opponent’s illusion.
But soon, this sense completely disappeared.
Brush!
A ray of purple cloud shot out, penetrated Hua Feiwu's chest, and pinned her to the ground. But she didn't seem to feel the pain, and she remained stupid and didn't respond.
"Fellow Taoist!"
Wang Tianhe wanted to rush to the rescue, but was blocked by a figure. .
"I have long heard that General Wang has good methods. Unfortunately, I have never had the opportunity to learn from him before. Today I just have a chance to experience it."
The person who came was none other than Wu Changqing, the leader of the Wu clan.
When Wang Tianhe saw this, he sneered and shouted: "Okay, since you are in a hurry to die, then I, the general, will help you!"
The two of them didn't waste any words, and soon they were fighting together.
Wang Tianhe is known as the "Iron-Blooded Gun Lord" and his shooting skills are extremely domineering. Coupled with his unique secret technique, he can recover quickly even if he is injured in battle. Therefore, he always pursues and beats the enemy like a mad dog. generally.
This style of play has helped him achieve many military exploits, but the enemy he encountered this time was different from before.
As the leader of the witch clan, Wu Changqing is good at ancient witchcraft, and his changes are treacherous and difficult to guard against. Wang Tianhe attacked for dozens of rounds, but could never touch a corner of the opponent's clothes. On the contrary, he was tricked by the opponent's witchcraft several times and almost got killed.
"Damn it! This man's spells are really weird, I can't even figure him out!"
Wang Tianhe fought hundreds of moves with him. Although he was undefeated, the situation on the battlefield was already very serious.
Suddenly a loud shout was heard, coming from behind the Beiming Army. The sound was melodious and resounded thousands of miles away. "Beiming is acting against our will and is a common enemy for us! Friends of the three tribes, wait a moment, Liang will come to help!"
Hearing this voice, everyone in Beiming was in awe. cold.
Especially Tong Ni, whose face was extremely gloomy.
"How could it be so fast? They just fought against the aliens here, and they have already taken action. Could it be that all this is a trap set by that kid?"
Thinking of this, Tong Ni couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
He glanced at the battlefield and saw that the two sides were fighting fiercely. The three major alien races relied on their own resources to exert great power. With a total of 180,000 elites, their combat power was not inferior to that of Beiming.
Now Liang Yan leads the Nanxuan army to attack from the rear. With such enemies on both sides, Beiming has no chance of winning!
"If we continue to fight, once we are trapped between the two armies, I am afraid that my 200,000-strong Beiming army will be trapped here. By then, Tianmu City will not be protected, and I will turn from a meritorious person to a sinner!"
< br>Tong Ni's thoughts turned to lightning and he made a decision quickly.
I saw him suddenly let out a loud roar, and pinched the magic formula with both hands, stimulating the "source of yin" in his body to the extreme.
Soon, the power of extreme yin spread out like a tide, boundless, and enveloped all the monks of the three foreign races.
“Not good!”
In this extremely yin wave, some of the giant spirit monks who rushed forward had their bodies collapse and turned into a pool of black water and fell to the ground.
The Wu Clan and Fantasy Clan monks in the rear also felt the corrosion of the extremely yin power, and hurriedly used their magical powers to resist this powerful and strange force.
After Tong Ni cast the spell, his face turned obviously pale, and there was a hint of tiredness in his eyes.
He was originally injured by Liang Yan with the "Ten Thousand Demon Banners", and now he forcibly activated the "Source of Yin", which caused the injuries to worsen and made him much weaker.
“Let’s go!”
After a loud shout, Tong Ni transformed into an escape light and flew away in the direction of Tianmu City without looking back.
“Withdraw!”
Of course Wang Tianhe knew what he meant, and issued the order to retreat almost at the same time.
An army of 200,000 people fled towards Tianmu City in panic.
During this period, the three major alien races took advantage of the situation to pursue and kill 10,000 fleeing Beiming monks on the spot. However, after the Beiming army escaped 800 miles away, these alien monks gave up the pursuit.
Liang Yan had also arrived with his troops at this time.
He wanted to pursue Tong Ni, but when he saw that the alien coalition gave up the pursuit, he did not dare to act rashly.
At this moment, there are three forces in the Black Mountain Territory.
In a life-and-death battle with Tong Ni, it is not certain who will laugh in the end. There is a high probability that it will end in a lose-lose situation. At that time, whether it is Nan Xuan or Bei Ming, it will all depend on the expressions of these foreign races.
Therefore, Liang Yan did not continue the pursuit.
He stood still, but the three foreign races surrounded them.
Liang Yan was not surprised by this. He and Wu Xin looked at each other and had concerns in their hearts.
"I am Liang Yan, the coach of Nanxuan. Thank you all fellow Taoists for coming to the rescue." Liang Yan walked to the front of the formation of the two armies, held his hands in front of the foreigners and said with a smile.
The foreign race did not take action.
Wu Changqing laughed and returned the greeting with cupped fists, "I have heard of Liang Shuai for a long time. During this time, I beat Beiming to the point where he was running away, but he did us a big favor!"
"Both each other."
Liang Yan laughed and said with a smile: "You also helped me fight off Tong Ni, and now we are both clean."
After hearing this, Wu Changqing said, His face instantly became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Liang Shuai, are you joking? You won’t forget the conditions you agreed with us for sending troops, right?”
“Of course you won’t forget it.”
Liang Yan took out a stone tablet from his sleeve, with a look of amusement on his face. Is this what you want?”
Seeing this stone slab, Wu Changqing's pupils suddenly shrank, and the other two clan leaders also looked at it at the same time, their eyes becoming extremely eager.
"Excuse me for asking." Liang Yan said calmly, "Have you gathered the remaining seven stone slabs?"
"Stop talking nonsense. !”
Wu Changqing showed an impatient expression and said coldly: “Our three tribes have helped you repel Tong Ni’s army as agreed. Now, It's time for you to fulfill your promise, hand over the slate quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"
Faced with Wu Changqing's pressing steps, Liang Yan was not anxious at all and said with a slight smile: "Haha. , I didn’t say I wanted to break the contract, I’m just curious. What is the purpose of all your efforts to gather these eight stone slabs?”
"You have too many questions, and I have no obligation to answer them." Wu Changqing said in a cold tone: "I just want to ask, do you hand it over or not?"
"Haha!"
Liang Yan suddenly laughed. got up.
But after he laughed, his face became serious again, and he said slowly in a deep voice: "I can hand over the slate! After all, there is no use if I keep it, but how can I trust you and get the slate? You won’t take action against our army in the future?”
After hearing this, Wu Changqing gradually exuded a sinister aura.
"You have no choice. If you don't hand it over, I will order Nanxuan to be wiped out now!"
"No, I have a choice."
Liang Yan was not afraid at all, and the sword energy in his hand was hesitant. It seemed that the stone slab in front of him would be pierced in the next moment.
“Stop!”
“Stop!”
Before Wu Changqing could speak, the heads of the other two clans screamed almost at the same time.
"Haha."
Liang Yan showed an expression of relief and smiled: "It seems that I guessed right. These eight stone slabs are indispensable. If the quilt in my hand is If you destroy it, your seven stone slabs will have no effect."
Wu Changqing's face was ashen.
“Those two losers have no determination at all, and now he sees the truth.”
He complained secretly in his heart, but he was at his wits' end and didn't know how to continue the negotiation.
At this moment, a figure covered in black robe suddenly walked out of the crowd of Wu clan.
"Liang Yan, look what this is?"
The man raised his right arm high.
As the black robe slipped off, an emerald green bamboo flute was revealed.