Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 383 Ten Thousand Cong Mountain Camp ([-])
In the big formation, everyone in Qianyizong frowned as they watched the Mozong monks divide into two teams and attack the big formation from the north and south sides.

Gao Xiang from the Security Section said: "The Demon Sect has already made contingency measures. It may not be so easy for me to surprise them later. What should I do next?"

Tangning couldn't think of a good way for a while. If she continued to harass her, it would definitely turn into a big melee. Let alone killing the enemy, it might not be so easy to retreat back into the formation.

For the present plan, the only option is to stand firm and wait for changes, so he said: "Junior Brother Yu, you should immediately contact Daying, ask them about the situation there, and ask for support."

"Yes." Yu Hanyan responded and left.

Outside the formation, rumbling sounds continued to be heard, and everyone from the Demon Sect attacked more and more violently, spells and spiritual weapons smashed on the light curtain, and the entire formation was shaking.

Not long after, Yu Hanyan went back and forth. Before Tangning could ask any questions, he took the initiative to say, "The camp replied that they were also under fierce attack from the Demon Sect and couldn't support them. Let us do it cheaply."

When everyone heard this, their expressions were all gloomy.

Seeing this, Tang Ning said in a clear voice, "Don't worry, juniors, the Zongmen's reinforcements are on the way. We rely on this formation. We only need to hold on for a day. When the Zongmen's reinforcements arrive, we can counterattack. , can kill all the demon sects."

Everyone was silent.

As time went by, under the attack of the Mozong people, the runes circulating on the light curtain were broken one by one and dissipated one by one, and the shaking of the big formation became more violent.

About an hour later, under the deformation and distortion of the light curtain, there was a soft "poof", like a bubble bursting, and disappeared invisible.

Outside, everyone in Mozong shouted loudly, and they all came to kill everyone in Qianyizong.

Tangning was on the formation altar, seeing the light curtain disappear, she fiddled with the formation plate a few times.

Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the eight formation flags shone with dazzling light. Within the formation, dark clouds filled the sky, yellow sand filled the sky, wind, fire, thunder and lightning all burst out at once, drowning the crowds pouring in from the north and south sides.

"All disciples follow me to kill the enemy." Tangning shouted loudly, turned into a light and attacked the members of the Demon Sect to the south, and they quickly followed behind him.

At this moment, within a radius of several miles, there are dark clouds and yellow sand everywhere, covering the sky and the sun, and it is impossible to distinguish east, west, north, south.

Tangning was holding the formation disk, so she could clearly see the situation of everyone in the Demon Sect.

The members of the Demon Sect who attacked the formation from the south stepped into the formation, suddenly the color of the sky and the earth changed, dark clouds surged, yellow sand filled the sky, people could not see their fingers around them, lightning flashed and thundered in mid-air, and hundreds of thousands of zhangs of thunder and lightning came from the sky. Fall in mid-air.

There were countless fireballs and pillars of fire attacking them from all directions.

I don't know where it came from, as if it appeared out of thin air, more than a dozen disciples died immediately.

Everyone in the Demon Sect was in a mess, and there was a lot of noise. Under the order of the leader of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, they formed teams one after another to fight against these spells formed by feng shui, thunder and lightning.

The nine foundation-building monks were divided into two teams, protecting their bodies with spiritual weapons, and advancing.

Thousands of lightning bolts struck their spiritual weapons in the midair, and fireballs, pillars of fire, golden spears, earth walls, wind blades and other spells attacked them from nowhere, and the spiritual weapons of low grade were densely packed here Under the infinite attack, it was a little helpless, the light was dim, and it was on the verge of falling.

You can't see your fingers around you, and there is a loud buzzing in your ears.

Suddenly, everything returned to calm, and the wind, fire, thunder and lightning disappeared in an instant.

"Be careful." Someone shouted loudly

Before the words were finished, in the yellow sand in the sky ahead, several rays of light shone brightly, and they arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye.

When everyone stared at it, it was a huge dark green long sword, a black giant axe, and a golden demon-subduing pestle.

The three spiritual weapons attacked almost at the same time, hitting a crumbling shield, and with a bang, the shield broke inch by inch.

The Demon Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator whose body was protected by the mysterious shield turned ashen for a moment. Fortunately, the three people beside him made their moves in time and used their spiritual weapons to block the three spiritual weapons for him.

"It's monk Gan Yizong, everyone be careful." One person shouted.

At this time, the members of Qianyizong had successively fought against the monks of Mozong who attacked from the south.

Tang Ning fiddled with the central formation board a few times and turned off the attack of the formation on the south side of the large formation, so as not to hurt his own people. With a flash of light, he came to the side of Mozong's group and pulled out the rhinoceros armor seal with his left hand , rose against the wind, and fell down.

With a loud bang, the rhinoceros armor seal hit a black knife.

The black knife was originally holding on to a vajra staff, but Tang Ning suddenly made a sneak attack. With a small click, the black knife broke inch by inch. The cultivator of the Demon Sect turned pale and formed seals with his hands.

All of a sudden, a big white snake appeared silently beside him, and a mass of gray gas spewed out from its mouth, enveloping its body. Visible to the naked eye, as soon as the gray mist came into contact with the monks of the Demon Sect, its flesh and blood quickly shriveled , seems to have been drained of blood.

The Mozong man didn't even have time to shout, his whole body was wrapped in gray fog, and there was no movement at all.

The gray mist churned, as if chewing something, and a complete set of clothes and a storage bag fell out from the inside.

The little white snake opened its mouth again and inhaled the gray mist into its body.

Seeing this, several monks nearby were terrified, their faces were pale, the white snake appeared like a ghost, they didn't notice it at all, and swallowed one of them in the blink of an eye.

After the little white snake swallowed the gray mist, it suddenly disappeared again.

The few people were horrified, they didn't care about the confrontation with the people of Qian Yizong, they either recalled the spiritual weapon to protect their body, or pulled out another spiritual weapon to protect their body, and they retreated violently.

As soon as they retreated, the others also retreated. For a moment, all the disciples of the Demon Sect were in danger, and fled in a hurry, leaving the formation.

Tangning gave an order, and led the crowd to kill the Mozong monks who were attacking from the north.

At this moment, the cultivators of the Demon Sect in the north also fell into a situation where it was difficult to move an inch. Wind, fire, thunder, lightning and other spells emerged endlessly, and the surroundings were dark clouds and yellow sand covering the sky.

After the two sides fought, everyone from the Demon Sect retreated one after another. Tangning and the others retreated to the altar after chasing for a while.

After this brawl, Gan Yizong lost more than a dozen disciples, including Chen Lin, a foundation-builder from the Secret Security Department.

The Mozong lost even more, with nearly thirty disciples and two Foundation Establishment monks killed or injured.

In the formation, the sky is full of yellow sand, dark clouds cover the sun, and you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hands.

Only the square inch of the formation altar was clear, Secret Security Officer Feng Xi said: "Brother Tang, although we relied on the power of the formation to repel the Demon Sect, they are powerful after all, and they will reorganize and make a comeback soon. Head-to-head is not the solution. The support from the sect will arrive in a day, and we cannot hold on for that long."

"Once they attack the formation altar, destroy the formation altar, and break the formation, it will be too late for them to fight hand to hand."

As soon as he said this, everyone looked at Tang Ning eagerly, and Fang Yun from the Discipline Division also echoed, "Yes! What Senior Brother Feng said is reasonable, and we have done our best to let us do things cheaply. We are twice as big as us, and we really can’t stick to it. No one can blame us. Besides, we don’t know if the Demon Sect has any reinforcements, so if we really want to stay here and wait for death, I think it’s better to withdraw!”

Tangning glanced at everyone, "What do you think?"

Everyone echoed and nodded in agreement. Obviously, no one is willing to fight the Mozong to lose both sides. You will die and we will die.

"If that's the case, then okay! Brother Yu, go to the sound transmission formation immediately and tell the camp that the Demon Sect has broken through the periphery of my formation, and we are about to retreat. Remember to collect those formation flags. When the Demon Sect attacks again , I trapped them with formations, and everyone followed me to escape from this place."

"Okay." Yu Hanyan responded and left.

Outside the formation, everyone in the Demon Sect looked at the dark clouds and the yellow sand all over the sky, and fell silent for a moment.

The man surnamed Lou looked extremely ugly. He didn't expect that after breaking through the light curtain of the large formation, there would be another universe inside. This formation has both offensive and defensive capabilities. If it wasn't for the large number of them, it would be a big loss if they rashly fell into this formation.

Even so, Mozong still lost more than [-] disciples plus two Foundation Establishment cultivators. Counting the casualties before the formation was broken, the number had reached as many as forty.

"Senior Brother Lou, this formation is strangely tight, and we can only break it together. If we divide our forces again, there will only be more casualties. I want to completely break this formation first." said one person.

The man surnamed Lou said bitterly: "Damn it, I just hate that no one of us understands the way of the formation. Now Qian Yizong and others are the turtles in the urn. If the soldiers join together and break the formation, they will definitely flee."

"Senior Brother Lou, make a quick decision! We don't have much time, and the support monks of Qianyizong will be on the way. If their Jindan monks come without the crowd, it may be faster than expected. Now that things are up, I think It is impossible to wipe out this group of Yizong monks, if we can't unplug this camp before some Yizong support monks arrive, all of them will have to be punished."

The man surnamed Lou heard his words, although he felt unwilling, he had no choice but to say: "All the disciples will repair it first to restore their spiritual power, and then take down this formation with all their might."

It took a lot of spiritual energy for everyone to attack this formation before, so they withdrew immediately after the attack was blocked.

About half an hour later, everyone finished repairing, and their spiritual power had almost recovered.

The man surnamed Lou waved his hand, and everyone protected themselves with spiritual weapons, and once again entered the formation of dark clouds and sun, and yellow sand all over the sky.

Tangning saw that the Mozong people had entered the formation, and fiddled with the central formation board a few times. Suddenly, the wind, fire, thunder, and lightning spells were launched, drowning the Mozong people.

"Junior brothers, come with me." Tangning fiddled with the array, and the dark clouds and yellow sand disappeared wherever she passed.

Mozong attacked from the south, he led the crowd out from the east, turned into a light, and disappeared into the sky after a while.

Inside the formation, because Tangning took the formation disk away, there was no one to manage the formation, and the wind, fire, thunder and lightning turned into nothingness, and even the dark clouds and yellow sand gradually dissipated.

The members of the Demon Sect boarded the formation altar, looking at the eight formation flags distributed and positioned, the man surnamed Lou looked gloomy, and said in a deep voice: "Remember the distribution of these formation flags, and study them thoroughly when you go back."

(End of this chapter)