Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 9 Bloody Battle at Hanxiu Peak (2)

 One after another, ferocious ghost heads rushed toward the Four Symbols Tianyuan Formation, wrapped in the sinister wind and evil energy. They came one after another in an endless stream, and the formation began to shake in an instant.

A flash of red light flashed, and a several-foot-long Vermilion Bird fluttered its wings in the center of the formation. As soon as it appeared, the air temperature suddenly rose a lot, and the surrounding fire aura rushed toward it crazily.

Following the command of the formation operator, Suzaku hovered in the air, inhaled sharply, and a large amount of fire energy enlarged his body, and rushed towards the densest place of ghosts.

The weaker and more illusory ghost heads were rushed by Suzaku and turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated. However, there were too many ghost heads, and once they died, they immediately surrounded them again.

Every time the Suzaku **** its wings, countless sparks will shoot out and hit the ghost head, burning like a raging fire adding fuel. But after a few times, Suzaku's figure became obviously dimmer. If this continued, the fire spiritual energy would be exhausted before the ghost shadow was burned out.

This Hundred Ghosts Night Spell is a shortened version of the Pill Formation Stage spell Ten Thousand Ghosts Howl. It was cast by two Foundation Establishment Stage monks and dozens of Qi Refining Stage disciples with formation flags, summoning more than a hundred ghosts.

The white light flashed, and a white tiger suddenly jumped out with murderous intent.

The tiger roared, and sharp white light shot out from the white tiger's body. While countless ghost figures were pierced, an unlucky masked monk in black was also shot. He let out a wailing sound, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared directly on his stomach. , basically unable to survive.

“It’s actually a complete Four-Elephant Tianyuan Formation. This Bai family is really rich!”

The older of the two foundation-building monks snorted coldly when he saw this scene, "A second-level high-grade mountain-protecting array can support a small sect and act as a facade. Junior Brother Chen, the sect is giving The information doesn’t mention anything special about the Bai family, right?”

“It’s just average, not one of the families that need to be avoided. These immortal cultivating families cherish their lives the most, even if they spend all their spiritual stones on formations.”

Junior Brother Chen is a little shorter in stature and speaks like a gong. "Senior Brother Shen, it's a good thing that I acted quickly. After destroying the family next door, I still have time to support you. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to defeat these four phenomena by yourself." If you go back to Tianyuan Formation, you won’t be punished by the sect master.”

“Don’t be nagging, use the Xuan Yin evil spirit given by the sect master before setting off to break the formation, and I will give you half of the monk’s soul here!”

“Okay, senior brother has orders, of course I will obey them!”

Junior Brother Chen had already collected more than a dozen monk souls when he wiped out another cultivating family. If he could replenish his spirits here, he would be able to condense a new Hundred Ghost Banner when he returned.

 Magic monks often practice spells and treasures accompanied by killing. Once you get started, your progress will be rapid.

But perhaps this approach is not favored by Heaven. The realm bottleneck of demonic monks is several times more difficult to break through than that of righteous monks, and it is easy to breed inner demons, making it difficult to embark on the true path.

 There are various restrictions that make the righteous forces in the Liang Kingdom's immortal world always dominate the demonic world.

Although the Four Symbols Tianyuan Formation is difficult to deal with, it is not taken seriously by the two Ghost Spirit Sect foundation-building monks. If a monk of the same level presides over the formation here, the two of them will turn around and leave without saying a word, but a group of Qi Refiners I'm a monk, just a chicken and a dog.

If you weren't afraid of the long-term changes, there would be at least five or six ways to easily break the formation.

The two of them each took out a jade bottle and used a magic trick. Two jet black evil spirits spurted out and wrapped them around the formation flag. All the ghosts felt as if they had taken Shiquan Dabu Pills and became a hundred times more energetic.

 With the ghosts' heads clearly differentiated into facial features, their figures quickly became as thick and solid as a jellyfish, and even different styles of weapons formed on their hands.

These two mysterious evil spirits are condensed by the demon cultivators in the Dan Jie stage with special magic power. They are equivalent to containing the essence of the magic power of the real Jie Dan, and have great effects on several demonic spells of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Hundred Ghost Night Walk received two rays of Xuan Yin evil spirit tonic, and its power increased several times.

Under the leadership of the leading ghost figures, Suzaku and White Tiger have completely fallen into the disadvantage, and their bodies have shrunk smaller and smaller.

Fortunately, the Four Symbol Tianyuan Formation flashed twice, and a black turtle appeared in the northern corner, crawling slowly; there was a dragon roar, and the green dragon appeared accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.

 The four images appeared together, pushing the formation to its maximum limit.

At the core of the formation on the top of Hanxiu Peak, the second elder's eyes turned red as he removed the twelve dull middle-grade spiritual stones and replaced them with new ones. In such a short time, the Four Symbols Tianyuan Formation was like a bottomless pit of gold-swallowing beasts, eating more than fifty middle-grade spiritual stones.

The second elder's heart was bleeding. He had used up the spiritual stones that had been saved for hundreds of years in an instant for the sake of the dead and injured clan members, which was equivalent to more than 5,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

"There are only the last twenty middle-grade spiritual stones left. The low-grade spiritual stones cannot support the speed at which the magic circle absorbs... Everyone, listen to me. Once the spiritual stones are exhausted, use your own magic power to inject into the core of the magic circle. It’s good to be able to hold on for a minute longer!”

 “Yes, elder!”

 Bai Zichen's palm holding the iron wood crossbow was sweating a lot. It was the first time he saw a battle between immortal cultivators that was so gorgeous and so dangerous at the same time.

Whether the mountain defense formation can defend Hanxiu Peak or not, his heart also fluctuated with the changes in the scene, and he was on a roller coaster.

 “It seems...is it blocked?”

The Suzaku exploded, the white tiger scattered into starbursts, the Black Turtle crashed to the ground and was covered in rubble. Only the Azure Dragon was left, emitting a dazzling light, breaking through the hundreds of ghosts and blowing up the formation flag by more than a dozen before slowly disappearing.

With the formation flag destroyed, the remaining ghost heads lost their source of power and became dimly visible in an instant. The sun shone through the clouds and turned into wisps of blue smoke like melting snow.

Before Bai Zichen had time to rejoice at the strength of his own array, he saw the ghostly shadow coming again, and there were several sky-supporting flags covering the sky and the sun. The Four Symbols Tianyuan Array only lasted a few breaths, and was as fragile as an egg shell. , a crack appeared, followed immediately by a second, third... until it suddenly disintegrated.

"The formation has been broken..." Bai Zichen said with difficulty. The feeling of going from heaven to **** in an instant was nothing better than this.

Without the barrier of the Four Symbols Tianyuan Formation, the fishy wind and stench immediately squeezed in, and was about to be dragged into **** by the last piece of pure land in the Bai family's land.

"Hundred Ghost Banners!" The great elder stood up with gritted teeth. The formation was broken, but it did not make him lose confidence and wait for death. "Everyone acts as planned!"

Looking at the rushing masked monks in black, Bai Zichen bit the tip of his tongue hard and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Everyone, shoot with crossbows!"

From the high platform, several crossbow arrows were shot crookedly, but soon turned into hundreds of volleys, and a continuous rain of arrows blocked a small space.

The two masked monks who rushed the fastest were shot into a hornet's nest, and they lost their lives without even making a sound.

The masked monks in the second row had time to react. Only one of them was hit by two arrows, and two blood flowers rolled to the side and lost their fighting ability. The others were unscathed.

 “Change the crossbow!”

He threw away the used ironwood crossbow, picked up the new crossbow with arrows already mounted at his feet, took aim and fired another round.

But a burly masked monk held up a shield like a door panel and pushed it forward. Countless crossbow arrows hit the shield and could only make a tinkling sound without leaving even a single mark.

 “The common people retreat to the back mountain, and all the monks enter the warehouse!”

Bai Zichen threw away the iron crossbow and ran towards the warehouse. This was the final plan arranged by the great elder.

Within a short time, there were already heavy casualties on Hanxiu Peak. The Bai family monks were inferior to the sect disciples in terms of fighting experience, skills, and magical weapons. It often took three or four people to deal with one person. As for the ordinary people, more than ten people were burnt to charcoal with just one fireball spell.

A breeze blew up on Hanxiu Peak, and the smell of blood spread across the entire peak. The sounds of clashing magic weapons, shouts and curses were mixed together, and people were falling every moment.

There are broken limbs and broken arms everywhere on the ground. There are monks in black clothes and masks, and more of them are members of the Bai family.

Perhaps because he was too young to be noticed by others, Bai Zichen successfully rushed into the warehouse deep in the bamboo forest. There were already more than a dozen tribesmen inside. There were also two elders and others lying on the ground who had passed out from exhaustion after injecting mana into the formation.

“Does my life depend on this small stone door to protect me?”

 (End of this chapter)