Drunk Immortal Gourd

What Wu Meng Saint said was right. This Ten Thousand Spirits Turtle Controlling Formation can last for three hours. Now more than two hours have passed. The formation has reached its limit and will be broken in a short time. But now Wu Meng Saint has no trace and is probably still trapped in the black fog. I am afraid it will be too late to save them.

Qingyang couldn't help but frowned. Could it be that the spirit army is going to be defeated? If so, he would have to find a way out. It is his duty to fight against the demons, but he would never die for it. Once the spirits are defeated, it is inevitable to escape to save his life. This is also the instinct of the cultivators.

But it is really a bit unwilling. Once defeated, Wuhu City will fall next. From then on, the people will suffer. The momentum of the demons will become stronger and stronger. It is not impossible to occupy the entire Duanyunzhou in the end. As a spirit, it will be very inconvenient for Qingyang to walk in the occupied areas of the demons.

Even Qingyang thought so, not to mention the others. For a while, the hearts of the spirit cultivators in the formation were in turmoil, and the power of the formation decreased a lot. The light net formed in the air gradually dimmed, as if it could break at any time. Seeing this, the demon army outside the formation was suddenly excited. Although they were also very tired, it was nothing compared to the upcoming victory. As long as the formation was broken, these people in front of them would be lambs to be slaughtered. They could kill them however they wanted, completely destroy the main force of Wuhu City, and even push the battlefield to Wuhu City in one go.

In a blink of an eye, another half hour passed. The demon attack became more and more crazy, and the formation became more and more dim. Wumeng Saint Lord was nowhere to be seen. Everyone present believed that the spirit race would definitely lose. Even Heima Saint Lord had a trace of despair on his face. Some spirit cultivators even stopped and secretly accumulated true energy, preparing to find a way to escape as soon as the formation was broken.

At this critical moment, suddenly, accompanied by a loud bang, a huge light curtain rose from the ground. After merging in the air, it was like a transparent big bowl, covering the demon monks in the middle. Many demon monks saw that something was wrong, but this transparent light curtain was too big and appeared too quickly. By the time they reacted, they were already sealed inside.

If you look down from the air, the current battlefield is like a transparent small bowl in the middle, covering nearly ten thousand spirit monks, and there is another transparent big bowl outside, covering the small bowl and thousands of demon monks inside. The demon monks are sandwiched between the small bowl and the big bowl, blocked by two layers of formations.

Not only did the demons fail to react to this change, but even most of the spirit monks did not understand. Wasn't the Ten Thousand Spirits Turtle Controlling Formation going to be broken? Why did a sudden reversal occur? Could it be that Wumeng Saint Lord had a backhand? Only Hemp Saint Lord looked proud, it turned out that everything before was an act.

Such a reversal made the spirit cultivators gradually calm down, while the demons were just the opposite. The Flame Demon Lord did not expect the spirits to have such means. Although he did not know the power of the formation outside, he was still uneasy to be trapped inside. A gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall. It is better to solve the hidden danger outside first, so he attacked the light curtain outside with all his strength.

Such a large formation, how can one person shake it? The light curtain just swayed lightly and was not affected at all. Not only that, countless rays of light appeared at the position where he attacked, entwining around him like spider silk. Fortunately, the Flame Demon Lord reacted quickly and was not entangled by those spider-like rays of light, otherwise it is unknown what would happen.

There were also several demon cultivators who were in the state of transformation who did not believe in evil and attacked the light curtain outside. The light curtain was also not affected. Countless rays of light appeared and entangled the attacked position. These cultivators did not have the ability of the Flame Demon Lord. Several of them were directly entangled by the rays of light, and their whole bodies were entangled like cocoons. The people around them took great effort to free them.

Many people had never seen such a strange formation before. The Flame Demon Lord said in frustration: "I have been hunting geese all day, and the geese pecked my eyes. The demon army was trapped. What kind of formation is this?"

Seeing that the demons were trapped, the previous plan worked. The Black Hemp Saint Lord was proud in his heart. Without waiting for others to speak, he said directly: "This is the treasure of my Wuhu City, the Ten Thousand Spirits Binding Immortal Formation."

"The Ten Thousand Spirits Binding Immortal Formation? Isn't it the Ten Thousand Spirits Turtle Controlling Formation?" Guanchen Saint Lord said puzzledly.

Even Saint Guanchen didn't know, no wonder the demons were fooled. At this time, the overall situation was decided, and Saint Hemp was not afraid of the news leaking out. He said: "This formation was bought by the city lord at a high price in Tianjian City a hundred years ago. Only the city lord and I knew about it. It had been kept in the city lord's mansion. I didn't expect it to be useful this time. This formation has two layers. The inner formation has only defensive capabilities. It is called the Ten Thousand Spirits Turtle Control Formation. When attacked, in addition to protecting the cultivators inside, it also accumulates energy for the outer formation. When it reaches a certain level, the outer formation will be activated, trapping the attacking inner formation. The two-layer formation has the effect of trapping the enemy, and the whole formation is called the Ten Thousand Souls Binding Immortal Formation. "

Speaking of this, the Black Hemp Saint paused for a moment and continued: "The Lord of the City is extremely talented, how could he not guess the intention of the demons? The demons will use tricks, and my spirits will also use tricks, and we will use tricks against them. The demons used an open plot to make us divide our forces, so we did as they wished and set up this Ten Thousand Souls Binding Immortal Formation, using the power of the demons to activate the formation to trap the demons, and once the Lord of the City arrives, we can work together inside and outside to completely eliminate these demon vanguard troops. "

So that's how it is. After hearing the explanation of the Black Hemp Saint, the Spiritual Clan monks suddenly realized that the Wumeng Saint was playing a big game. No wonder he could be the city lord. His means were not comparable to those of ordinary people. He could manipulate the demons with just one trick. This time, they would definitely win.

In contrast to the Spiritual Clan, the Demon Clan monks were depressed and demoralized, just like the Spiritual Clan before the formation was about to be broken. Some of them were even desperate. Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, the Flame Demon Lord, as the backbone, knew that he couldn't keep silent, so he snorted coldly: "What are you doing? Why are you all acting like your parents have died? We are the pioneers of the Demon Clan. We have long put life and death aside. What can we do even if we lose? Besides, it's not the last moment yet?"

Yes, it's not the last moment yet. How can you be sure that they will lose? It's just a formation. Can it still trap so many of them? Even if they are really going to die, they will fight them to the death. They will take a few people with them before they die, so that the spirits will know that the vanguard of the demons cannot be humiliated. These words of the Lord of Flame immediately aroused the morale of the demon monks. Many of them were eager to fight, and they were ready to kill with just one word from the Lord of Flame.