mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 80
The people of the Seven Sects hid in the formation, stunned by the astonishing momentum of the demon army.

Lu Yunze looked at the other side, then at his own side, and suddenly felt that this hand might be cold.

This fucking is not on the same level at all!It looks like a regular army on the other side, but it looks like a grass-roots team on my side.

Fuck it!

"What are you panicking about?" Feng Biyun let out a low cry, which made everyone's ears buzzing.

"This time we are also prepared. Under the alliance of the seven factions, the number of alchemy cultivators far exceeds that of the other party. As long as you can withstand the first wave of offensive on the opposite side, we will be able to besiege the opponent's alchemy stage with free hands. A monk is enough."

"The rest, we will take care of it ourselves, you don't need to worry about it."

Feng Biyun's confident voice more or less dispelled the haze in everyone's hearts.Indeed, as long as the monks in the alchemy stage can quickly decide the winner, no matter how many monks in the foundation stage are opposite, it will not help.

"Get ready, wait for Fellow Daoist Luo from Spirit Beast Mountain to signal."

A green ray of light suddenly flew out from the huge boat opposite, followed by two black ray of light not far behind.

Many demon cultivators in black with flying swords on their feet also pressed their magical weapons, and followed more than a dozen huge two-winged snakes slowly approaching the nameless barren mountain.

At first glance, it looks like a black storm is sweeping in.

Everyone's breathing was stagnant until the three escaping lights flew to the top of the barren mountain, with hundreds of demon cultivators behind them waiting in full force.

"Do it!" The leading old man surnamed Luo yelled violently, and the eyes of the two alchemy demon cultivators behind him flashed with blood, rubbing their hands together, and released two bloody lights like dragons, restraining the layer of defense on this nameless barren mountain Torn to shreds.Dozens of huge stone houses and dozens of foundation-building monks were exposed inside.

Seeing that the restriction was broken, hundreds of demon cultivators acted brazenly, and beams of light as black as ink instantly flooded the entire nameless barren mountain.

"Okay!" The old man surnamed Luo shouted, suddenly sacrificed a cyan blade wheel, and slashed towards the two demon knots.

At this moment, accompanied by flashes of aura, hundreds of monks from seven sects rushed out from all directions at the same time, and surrounded the allied army of demons and Taoists.

Minghui, Fairy Nishang, and monk Yu of the Moon Sect, five or six monks at the early stage of alchemy rushed directly into the army formation, and together with the old man surnamed Luo, surrounded the two alchemists.The exploding magical aura stretched for several miles, Yu Wei alone swept the dozen or so magic foundations closest to the battlefield into fly ash.

The old man surnamed Zhou from the Jujian Gate, Feng Biyun from the Moon Sect, and the smooth old man from Lingshou Mountain, three alchemy mid-stage cultivators, headed straight for the giant boat.

Dozens of Demon Dao Foundation Establishment guards beside the giant boat shot at the same time, releasing a black glow that covered the sky and swept over.

Feng Biyun snorted coldly, and opened his mouth to spit out a stream of white horses.This object surged against the wind, turning into a dazzling white light hundreds of feet long, fiercely chopping on the black glow.

Black and white aura flickered wildly, and there was a stalemate for a while.

A frightening aura glowed on Feng Biyun's face, and he raised his hand and released hundreds of white threads of light, like hundreds of sharp blades, directly cutting the black glow into pieces.

The glaring white light then drove straight in. Wherever it passed, dozens of magic foundations were directly reduced to fly ash together with people and magic tools.

The pitch-black giant boat let out a deep buzz, and black runes emerged from the giant boat.

The white light of hundreds of feet was like a thunder that pierced the sky and pierced the earth, hitting the huge boat hard.

The black rune flickered slightly, and as soon as the astonishing white light touched the rune, it disappeared abruptly, as if nothing had happened.

Only the giant boat slowly moved forward at the same speed, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

On the barren hill here, the magic monks who had reacted began to fight back.

Hundreds of black-clothed demon cultivators stepped on flying swords and circled like a spiral. At first glance, it looked like a black tornado hurricane standing on the ground.

For a moment, the dark demonic energy danced wildly in the sky, and beams of black light shot out, forcing the monks of the seven sects into a panic.

Everyone in the Zheyue Sect gathered together, and couples of men and women stood side by side, clasping one hand tightly, and blue and red strange lights emanated from the whole body.Facing the ferocious offensive of the Demonic Dao, the men and women of the Moon Sect who were full of red and blue mixed together raised their other hands at the same time, releasing beams of red and blue light, fighting back and forth with the Demonic Dao monks for a while.

The monks of the Giant Sword Sect flew with their swords, hovering around the Moon Sect, constantly emitting sharp and abnormal sword energy, killing those monks who tried to approach in a hurry, and in a short while, more than a dozen demonic foundation establishments died on the spot.

On the barren mountain, the Lingshoushan group withstood the initial offensive of the Mo Dao.Afterwards, a large cloud of yellow poisonous mist was released, covering the entire nameless barren mountain.

The dozen or so giant double-winged snakes that came with the demon monks were fighting vigorously, when they suddenly smelled the yellow poisonous mist, they went berserk and spit purple venom from their mouths, enveloping the unprepared demon monks.

The disciples of the Qingxu Sect held whisks and jointly released patches of white clouds to catch the attacks of many demon monks one by one, and they were able to protect themselves for a while.

The monks of the other three sects released one piece of magic weapon to fight with those demon monks in a dangerous situation.

Just... highlight a simplicity!
The battle between these foundation-building cultivators came second, and the key to victory still depended on whether the alchemy stage cultivators of the seven factions could make a quick victory.

In such a short period of time, the many alchemy formations of the seven factions have already suppressed the two demonic formations. Although the blood and light burst out in the battle group, it seems extremely dangerous, but in fact these two demonic formations have already held on. It won't be long.

If it weren't for the fact that these two men were so brave and fearless, and they used their life-for-life brutal style of attack, the many alchemy formations of the seven sects would have killed them long ago.

Seeing that the situation is tilting towards the Seven Factions, there are new changes on the battlefield on the other side.

The old man surnamed Zhou from the Jujian Gate saw that Feng Biyun's methods could not take down the huge boat, his face immediately became solemn, he swung his sleeves, and released an ancient three-foot-long bronze sword,

It is the natal magic weapon that he is famous for, the Chongxiao Sword.

The old man surnamed Zhou pointed forward, and the Chong Xiao Sword made a clear sound, and disappeared in an instant.

In the next second, a heaven-penetrating divine sword appeared above the giant boat, it was the Chongxiao Sword that had been magnified many times.

"Your Excellency, this giant boat is really a good treasure, but I don't know if I can take over this old man's move!"

The face of the old man surnamed Zhou was slightly pale, and he shouted: "Chi!"

The divine sword fell and collided with the giant boat.The runes on it flickered endlessly, and soon made an unstoppable buzzing sound.

"Hmph!" On the huge boat, the man in black let out a cold snort.

I saw a black light soaring into the sky, turning into a nine-headed giant snake with a length of more than twenty feet in the air. The nine ferocious heads spit out venom, which instantly corroded the surface of the divine sword to be riddled with holes.

The old man surnamed Zhou trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Excalibur let out a low whine, turned into a white light and flew back to the old man surnamed Zhou.

The white light dissipated, and the Chongxiao Sword, which had turned back into a three-foot bronze ancient sword, was already full of potholes, and its aura was dim.

The old man surnamed Zhou caressed this talisman in distress. This treasure was seriously damaged, and it would take more than [-] years of careful training to restore it.

The nine-headed giant snake roared, and accompanied by a burst of spiritual light, it turned into a layer of vivid embroidery and attached to the man's black clothes.

The old man surnamed Zhou withdrew the Chongxiao Sword into his body, fixed his eyes on the man in black, and slowly uttered a sentence:
"An ancient treasure?"

(End of this chapter)