At the forefront of the cultivator army, Hua Ziling, Yu Yao and Mei'er spared no effort to launch an attack. Seeing that Shen Lang and Feng Yang were gradually defeated, they were also in a state of confusion.

Just at this moment, the army of monks from the four Shura Forest tribes and the Tianhu tribe finally arrived in Qishan.

A huge space vortex appeared on the north side of Qishan and the south side of Qishan. Countless spiritual boats and warships flew out from the space vortex, each of which was a large army of monks from the four Shura Forest tribes and the Tianhu tribe!

The army of monks of the Tianhu clan is led by Gu Yue himself, while the Qilin clan, the ancient beast clan, and the Holy Turtle clan are led by their respective ancestors, the Sun-Traveling Qilin, the Sky-Swallowing Beast and the Xuanwu Holy Turtle.

The Qingluan clan is led by the current clan leader Qingxuan.

"Three fellow Taoists, let's go together!"

Gu Yue shouted loudly, and a layer of white light was covered with her body, which directly turned into the nine-tailed Heavenly Fox.

The huge white fox is ten thousand meters long, with no trace of variegated color on its body, releasing a gorgeous white light. The nine fox tails flutter and sway like silk, and the ruby-like pupils release a breathtaking light, holy and elegant, with beautiful posture.

"Tianxuan Light Domain!"

The white fox roared to the sky, and endless white light silks gushed out from its nine tails. The space wherever it passed was blurred, wrapped in dense white light silks.

The overwhelming white light threads turned into dense meteors, flying towards the light and dark holy insect with all their might.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

A series of piercing bursts sounded, and the Tianxuan Light Domain released by the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox was extremely powerful, suppressing the attack of the Light and Dark Holy Insect for a moment, giving Shen Lang and Feng Yang a chance to breathe.

Seeing Shen Lang, Fengyang and Gu Yue fighting with the huge light and dark holy insects above Qishan, the ancestors of the Shura Forest tribes showed horror.

So many dazzling attacks hit the light and dark holy insect, but they could not hurt the insect at all. This outer worm cultivator was indeed as powerful as the rumored one.

"Shen Lang, it's him!"

Yin Qianhan stared at Shen Lang who was fighting with the light and dark holy insects above Qishan, showing an incredible expression.

In the battle at Tianxue Palace more than a hundred years ago, Shen Lang killed his younger brother Xueming and beat him half to death. This hatred is irreconcilable!

Unexpectedly, more than a hundred years later, Shen Lang not only broke through to the late stage of Mahayana, but also had such a strong strength that he could even fight back and forth with this shocking foreign insect cultivator.

It's really weird. Yin Qianhan's face is as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Also with dark faces as if they were as dark as the bottom of the pot were Jin Ling, the leader of the Holy Turtle Clan, and Yun Chong, the leader of the Ancient Beast Clan, they couldn't believe that Shen Lang had grown to such a level in just over a hundred years.

"Three old guys, are you still waiting to watch the show? Come on for me quickly, otherwise you won't have any good results!"

Fengyang glared at the ancestors of the Shura Forest tribes and angrily rebuked.

The ancestors of the three tribes look at me and I look at you, and they can only rush out of the army of monks and turn into their original body.

The three Shura Forest tribes have formed an alliance with the Tianfeng tribe of the Tianhu tribe and agreed to jointly deal with the insect cultivators in the foreign domain. It is not a good thing to annoy Fengyang.

To take a step back, Wantian Feng Clan and Tianhu Clan are really destroyed, which is not a good thing for the Shura Forest tribes. Maybe they will be the next one to suffer.

The ancestor of the Qilin clan turned into a kirin with lion head, deer antlers, tiger eyes, elk body, ox tail, and golden scales all over the body!

"roar!"

The sun-trapping Qilin opened its mouth and roared, and a huge golden light surged out of its body. The deer antlers above its head released a terrifying golden light that suppressed the world, and directly crashed towards the light and dark holy insect.

The ancestor of the Holy Turtle Clan turned into a blue-black Xuanwu Holy Turtle. Its huge head was like a blue dragon, covered with blue-gold scales, and a large gray turtle shell was surrounded by a large area of ​​gray turtle's shell.

The Xuanwu Holy Turtle raised its head and let out a roar that shook the sky, trembling with force. A large number of gray gale winds around it wandered and raging, causing huge winds and waves, attacking the Holy Warriors of Light and Darkness.

The ancestor of the ancient beast clan turned into a black giant beast with a dragon head, horse body and leopard tail. His four feet were stepping on black flames, and his whole body was surging, covering a sea of ​​fire, colliding with the light and dark holy insect.

The Sun-Treading Kirin, the Xuanwu Holy Turtle and the Sky-Swallowing Beast joined the battle group and launched all their strength to attack the Light and Dark Holy Warrior.

For a moment, three top real spirits joined the battle group and finally stabilized the battle situation.

At this point, Shen Lang, Fengyang, Gu Yue, Sun-Traveling Kirin, Xuanwu Holy Turtle, and Sky-Swallowing Beasts crazily besieged the Holy Warrior of Light and Darkness.

The Cangyin barrier activated by millions of elite monks of the Heavenly Phoenix clans continued to attack the light and dark holy insects, and countless monks of the Thunder Spirit clan also used joint attack magic to launch a fierce attack.

Lei Huang, Gu Yuan, Hua Ziling, Meier, Yu Yao, Yu Face Boy, Bai Wei Saint, Fazhao Holy Monk, Qing Cang and other monks tried their best to exert their greatest combat power and attack Wu Jin.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

The sky above Qishan was already dark, with various flames, storms, lightning beams intertwined and collided, and the sound of explosions was endless.

Facing the successive attacks of all the elite demon cultivators of the ancient woodland, Shura Forest, plus the Thunder Spirit Clan and the Giant Ape Clan, Wu Jin was already a little overwhelmed. Due to the suppression of the interface power, his attack power was limited and he could only rely on the Sanhua Gathering magical power and unparalleled physical defense to resist all attacks.

"Damn it, a bunch of ants, let me die!"

While launching a fierce attack, Wu Jin cursed angrily, and his face became a little ugly. He originally wanted to kill Shen Lang, but unexpectedly, he attracted so many top-level real spirits, ancient wood forest land and Shura Forest army of demon cultivators.

It’s like these races have long agreed to deal with themselves!

Wu Jin put himself in a high position from the beginning, and did not consider that these ants would be so vigilant to form a group to deal with him. This time it was Wu Jin's mistake.

The lineup of the ancient wood forest land and the Shura Forest monks this time is no worse than that of the last battle of Middle-earth. There are five top-level real spirits, and Shen Lang's combat power is comparable to that of the top-level real spirits, which puts great pressure on Wu Jin.

After a while of fighting, the space above Qishan had collapsed to an extreme.

Even if the defense of the light and dark holy insect is very strong, under such a dense attack, the huge body is still hit by a large number of wounds.

Although Wu Jin's body can recover quickly in the state of the three flowers gathering, it also needs to frequently consume the chaotic spiritual power in the body.

In the interface of the ancient spiritual world, it is extremely difficult for Wu Jin to condense chaotic spiritual power. If he continues to fight like this, he will not be able to get a few top-level true spirits and waste his own chaotic spiritual power out of thin air. It is really not worth the loss.

"Shen Lang Zazi, no matter how many ants you summon, the Japanese king will kill you now!"

Wu Jin shouted in anger and said with anger. He would never be willing to return empty-handed. This time, even if he consumed some of his soul power, he would kill Shen Lang, a bastard!

As soon as the roar fell, Wu Jin's body burned with great blood, and the terrifying spiritual pressure swept across the world.

"Immortal art, burning the sky for a hundred days!"

The light and dark holy insect let all the attacks hit him, and opened his mouth and sprayed out black and white suns one after another, condensing on his head.
Chapter completed!