The Monk

Chapter 658: Breaking the Formation

Throwing out the hard iron sword with all his strength, it was so powerful and fast that it suddenly flew out like a black door panel, and then heard two ding sounds. Zhang Weizhi relied on the ghost sword to rush out of the encirclement, and also broke a bone sword by the way.

He escaped from the encirclement, and the ghost disciples' plan failed. Emergency response was activated instantly, and they re-formed a fighting formation to face Zhang Ping coldly. Zhang Tingxin said: "Fighting with a group of masters is troublesome." Think about it, it would be very lively if Xiaozhu and Huo'er were present at this time. The two fire monsters would join forces to burn you bastards to death.

This is the fourth round of the fight between the two sides. Judging from the current situation, Zhang Ai used his speed and the strength of the hard iron sword to once again draw a tie with the ghost disciples. Neither party is satisfied with this result.

At this time, a pressure came from the south, as if the god Di had descended, it was unimaginably powerful. Both sides of the battle immediately stopped and turned their heads to the south. Who is coming with such a powerful and terrifying force?

Zhang Ai thought for a while. As far as he knew, only the mountain gods in the Hundred Thousand Mountains could have such strength, but since he had never seen a mountain god, it was just a guess.

This pressure is not only strong, but also moves quickly. The powerful aura has just begun and has already flown over everyone's heads. The expressions of all the ghost disciples changed and they all rushed back to the valley formation. As for Zhang Ai, they became completely unimportant and were thrown away as air.

Although he was despised, Zhang Ai only felt lucky. In the face of an unknown and powerful enemy, he still had to be careful to save his life. He recalled eight shadow tigers and sent in the big walnuts, leaving only the black bird sitting on his shoulder. Firstly, it is powerful, and secondly, it is only a soul and is difficult to kill.

The speed at which he recalled the monsters was already fast, and the speed at which the top-level ghost disciples rushed back to the valley was even faster, but they were not as fast as that powerful force. The tyrannical force flew overhead, and then hit the valley with a bang, as if it was coming to break into the formation.

Then it exploded, and the huge roar instantly took away all the sounds in the world. The entire valley with a size of 10,000 meters began to churn, and countless things in the valley flew into the sky, as if they were being thrown by many hands. Below this pile of flying objects in the sky, there is a vast expanse of white, nothing can be seen, and the occasional stream of light flashes and then disappears.

Zhang was afraid that he would only see such an explosion twice in his life. The first time he did it himself, at the foot of Tianlei Mountain, he abandoned hundreds of formation flags and blew up the entire Great Five Elements Illusionary Formation. That explosion was definitely considered to be a cataclysm of heaven and earth. People in it were as terrifying as the end of the world. They were killed on the spot. Hurt many cultivators. Because of that explosion, Zhang feared many more inexplicable enemies.

The explosion in front of him was the second time, and it was definitely much more terrifying than the one he caused. Zhang was so shaken that he couldn't hear a sound even from a distance away. Chaotic and surging spiritual energy, as well as some unknown forces, lightly filled the world. There is no light in the huge explosion, only a vast expanse of white. Look, it's all white. Listen, it's all silent. No matter how powerful the cultivator is, he becomes blind and deaf at this moment.

Zhang was afraid that he would not have time to find out what happened, so he spread his wings and flew out upside down. In fact, he couldn't fly without flying. The entire valley was wiped out at once, and the protective magic circle outside the valley was directly shattered. Under the impact of this powerful force, all struggles were as fragile and weak as foam.

The tyrannical force swept outwards from the valley. Zhang was afraid but was not stupid. There was no need to fight this force head-on, so he took advantage of the force and flew back for twenty miles. He stopped when the force weakened a little. Then he flapped his wings fiercely and flew back to the valley to find out what happened.

The explosion happened very fast, and Zhang Fei flew very fast. In just twenty breaths, the explosion stopped, the aftermath of the explosion slowly weakened, and the power sweeping around slowly calmed down. However, the sky and the earth were completely white, and the surrounding areas were still there. There was no sound, but Zhang Ai came back, scanned with his consciousness, and then flew forward quickly. There were the auras of more than a dozen top-level ghost disciples there.

It was not only him who flew there, but also five powerful auras flew over. After investigation, he found out that it was a warlock. At that time, he realized that he was being used. No need to ask, you all know that these five people are the top five masters of the barbarian land. The five guys who set up the magic circle halfway, used themselves to attract the attention of the ghost disciples, and then fiddled with something to break the valley magic circle. The five warlocks thought. What a bastard. If he had rushed a little closer, he would have been injured, and he might have been directly blown to death.

He flew towards the ghost disciples. The ghost disciples were very brave. Two people took the initiative to fly towards him, which surprised him. Are these two people stupid? Dare to fight with yourself? Then something even more unexpected happened. More than a dozen ghost disciples came out and faced the five warlocks. The remaining seven ghost disciples flew northward, as if they had taken something with them, and there was a strange evil aura.

Of course, they would not be the only ones left among the sixty-four ghost disciples. Eight people flew in from all directions, four of them were separated to kill Zhang Afraid, and four of them were separated to chase the seven escaped ghost disciples. But there were only a few of them left. The rest were either killed directly or seriously injured by the explosion. Some unlucky ones were in the center of the explosion, and even the Nascent Soul was blown apart, completely dead.

The eight ghost disciples who came later were all injured. The seriously injured ones came to kill Zhang Awei, while the lightly injured ones chased his team. Zhang was afraid to understand that he was playing ruthlessly and didn't want to live anymore. Having already experienced the lesson of Jin Si once, Zhang Ain always kept a distance from masters who dared to self-destruct. He got out of the way of these four guys and chased after those who escaped.

Of course the ghost disciples who stayed to attack him would not do what he wanted. They threw something out of nowhere and there was another explosion. Zhang was afraid that his newly recovered ears would soon become deaf again. As the explosion ended, the eleven escaped ghost disciples disappeared, and their breath disappeared.

Zhang is afraid of being angry and disappearing with me? I thought about releasing the shadow tigers to chase them, but I hesitated and couldn't bear to let them take risks. Those were top-level ghost disciples and had the strength to kill the shadow tigers.

But since he couldn't catch them, Zhang Ai decided to deal with the ghost disciple Yuanying. There was an explosion just now, and the thousand-man black-armored army was directly blown into ashes, without even a hair left. Twelve high-level Nascent Soul ghost disciples were also killed in the explosion. Six Nascent Souls were blown apart and died immediately, while the remaining six Nascent Souls fled frantically. Running with them were more than forty Nascent Souls of top-level ghost disciples. Some of them were physically dead and had to flee; some were seriously injured and knew that they could only wait to die if they stayed, so they abandoned themselves and ran away.

These Nascent Souls fled too fast, there were forty-seven of them in total, and some of them fled in all directions except the south. What's more tragic is that they are not as fast as Zhang Awei, nor as fast as Shadow Tiger and Black Bird. Zhang Awe released Shadow Tiger and said: "Kill." Including Black Bird and him, a total of ten figures chased out.

As for the top-level ghost disciple who attacked him, Zhang Ping took the initiative to get out of the way as if he hadn't seen it. Anyway, there were still five warlocks fighting there. If the ghost disciple wanted to fight, there would always be plenty of opponents.

Of the forty-seven Nascent Souls, Zhang Wear was the first to take over the nineteen Nascent Souls that were slower to respond. These Nascent Souls were either injured, unwilling to part with their bodies, or hesitant, so Zhang Awei made dumplings easily. , directly absorbed into the Jindan Yuanshen. Because those who received them were all master Yuanyings, he was a little doubtful that if things continued like this, would the Jindan Yuanshen break through and become a god?

After taking away nineteen, there are twenty-eight left. Shadow Tiger can take down two by himself. Blackbird can take down three, and there are nine left. Zhang Aif secretly said, no matter how fast I am, I can't catch the ones fleeing everywhere. Nascent Soul. He was thinking as he flew, because he was already a step too late to clean up the nineteen Nascent Souls that had not run away in time, but the Shadow Tiger and Black Bird acted one step earlier, so the pursuit was smoother.

Zhang Wen suddenly slapped himself, pig head! He quickly released the God-subduing snake and said, "Chase." He then turned around to face the ghost disciples who were chasing him.

There were six ghost disciples looking for him, especially the four ghost disciples who came after him. Everyone was determined to die and planned to play a game of death together. Zhang Wei cursed angrily: "Don't come looking for me if you want to die." He locked the four people's energy machine, turned into a ghost and rushed towards them. His sword was merciless, taking the lives of four people in a moment, and taking away four Nascent Souls at the same time.

These four people were too seriously injured and could not catch up with Zhang Weifeng. They were unable to fight back or dodge, and they easily lost their lives in a matter of seconds. The two ghost disciples left were already going crazy. Seeing their companions die easily one after another, while the enemy was still alive and kicking without any damage, the two guys also started to play a desperate game. They didn't have to dodge or dodge, just to delay and fear of dying together.

They struggled here for a while, and the explosion in the valley finally subsided completely. The white smoke dissipated, revealing a desolate mountainous area. The valley with a radius of 10,000 meters became larger, more than twice the size. However, except for the center of the valley, the rest of the valley was filled with rocks and mud, with pits and uneven heights.

Among the potholes, there were scattered corpses of more than a dozen recently deceased people, and many more people did not even leave their corpses behind.

There are still a few living people in the sky, a little to the south, five on five, catching and killing each other. Although the five warlocks are at the top level, it is difficult to subdue the ghost disciples, so they are evenly matched. A little further north, Zhang Ain was playing with two ghost disciples. He didn't want to attack and just dodged, leading the ghost disciples to chase him.

The thirteen people fought for a while, and one ghost disciple let out a scream. Seven ghost disciples jumped back north at the same time, abandoning their opponents and running away with all their strength. This was the moment that Zhang was waiting for. He knew that the ghost disciples would not be willing to fight for a long time. After seeing such a fierce self, he was not willing to fight with himself, let alone the ghost disciples.

Who can outrun him in terms of running? Holding the Fu Shen Sword gently in his hand, the silhouette of the figure was like the wind blowing by, and came to the back of a ghost disciple. When the ghost disciple was pierced in the chest, Zhang Weijie had already blown behind another ghost disciple, and the same went smoothly. After taking away their lives and then grandly taking away the two Nascent Souls, they had time to talk to the five warlocks. The first sentence they said was: "You are sick."

No matter how fast he was, he couldn't catch up with the seven people, so he locked on the two weaker ones early in the morning and gave them a fatal blow while escaping, but he could only let the other five people go. However, after this battle, there were only sixteen top-level ghost disciples left, which was definitely a brilliant result.

Now that the fight is over, Zhang is afraid that he will have time to settle accounts with the five top-level warlocks: "Do you know that I am trying my best? What if it blows up to me?"