In this melee, Kongo's side initially had the advantage, but soon everyone reacted.
The ghost's surprise effect was immediately terminated, and in front of an expert, their power was not that terrifying.
Especially for the masters of the Source Clan, the long sword contains the rules of space. When it attacks the ghosts, it will tear them apart immediately.
The masters of the Fang family are quite experienced. These ghosts cannot get close at all and are overwhelmed by energy attacks.
Although there were many ghosts, their individual attack power was too small, and they were quickly destroyed by the concerted efforts of both parties.
The only possessed believers joined Kūgo's army of believers, causing huge casualties to both sides.
Sha Qiyi took the lead, rushed into the center of the city, and jumped into the pit.
Seeing the seven coffins in front of him, he nervously stepped forward.
This was the place where the seven of them slept. Unexpectedly, because they were in the city, the six of them were controlled by Dongfang Liang and entered the coffin again to serve as energy source.
If Zhuo Yifan hadn't arrived in time, these six people would probably be just a pile of bones and dregs.
At this moment, they were languid and looked very weak.
Seeing Sha Qi approaching, everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation.
The entire building built on the sacrificial place completely collapsed and turned into a ruins with a radius of hundreds of miles.
The three parties of people came and went on the ruins, fighting fiercely, and the brutality was staggering.
Following Zhuo Yifan's instructions, the army of monks hiding far outside the city admired Zhuo Yifan so much. If Zhuo Yifan hadn't promptly ordered them to postpone their entry into the city, everyone would have been trapped in a meaningless and bitter battle at this moment.
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Believers have become more pious, and the power of faith generated has become purer.
Dongfang Liang and Kong Wu were evenly matched, and they fought fiercely for thousands of rounds. They were inseparable and neither could do anything to the other.
But no one noticed that the entire sacrificial place was quietly collecting blood.
The fallen warriors melted one after another, seeped into the soil, and merged with the altar.
Seeing that the number of troops on the three parties decreased sharply, but the battle was still in full swing, Zhuo Yifan felt dumbfounded.
"Donor Dongfang, if you and I continue to fight, it will be difficult to determine the outcome, so why not just give up?" Kugo frowned and said after not taking advantage of the battle for a long time.
"Hahaha, old thief Kongwu, are you anxious? How could I let you succeed so easily? With me here, you can't even hope to get the weapon spirit."
Dongfang Liang laughed loudly. He was alone and not afraid.
In the battle between the two, no one else can get involved.
A full three hours, six hours.
There were countless casualties in this battle, and by the end of the battle, there were fewer and fewer people.
The warriors of the Yuan tribe hated Buddhism and launched a frantic killing spree against the believers, losing nearly eight thousand troops. Finally, they succeeded in completely annihilating Kongwu's followers, and there were only less than two thousand of them left, and all of them were seriously injured.
Miss Fang's side still had about 2,000 men and horses, but they were also seriously injured and their combat power was greatly reduced.
Zhuo Yifan and Dongfang Liang were just two polished commanders, so they suffered the least losses.
The eldest elder and second elder of the Fang family kept glaring at Zhuo Yifan, but unfortunately Zhuo Yifan was in the mask of light, so they could only look away and sigh.
I don't know when the fighting finally stopped.
Kūgo's face was no longer as calm as it was at the beginning.
He looked at the dead believers, chanted the Buddha's name in distress, and said: "Donor Dongfang, because of your recklessness, you have caused the death of many living beings. You are unforgivable!"
Dongfang Liang laughed loudly: "It's so happy, it's so happy. You people all have evil intentions, but you are sanctimonious. Now dog bites dog and both sides suffer. It's really happy."
He looked at Kūgo playfully, then at Zhuo Yifan, with a startled look on his face: "Zhuo Yifan, you're not dead yet. It's really beyond my expectation. What's your secret?"
Zhuo Yifan chuckled and said: "The secret is to have a kind heart and be able to carry the world. As a human being, don't go too far."
Dongfang Liang smiled and said: "You seem to be talking about the old thief Kong Wu. Now I want to see how the old thief Kong Wu deals with the aftermath."
Sadness flashed in Kūgo's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Donor Dongfang, why are you doing this? We are just competing fairly. You lose yourself, but you don't see others being good. This kind of mentality has fallen into the devil's way."
Dongfang Liang looked at Zhuo Yifan and said meaningfully: "In that case, why didn't Master let Zhuo Yifan go? Zhuo Yifan was alone with Qi Ling for three hours without any harm, which shows that he was the one chosen by Qi Ling.
Man, you should be as beautiful as an adult."
"What the donor said is wrong. Donor Zhuo is just confused by the weapon spirit and cannot see his true self. The best way is to completely purify the weapon spirit."
"Master Kongwu, your shamelessness makes me feel noble." Dongfang Liang smiled: "Zhuo Yifan is smarter than a fox, how could he be fooled by you? Your calculation was wrong."
Kongwu said calmly: "I believe that Donor Zhuo has a predestined relationship with the Buddha and will definitely be willing to cooperate with the young monk in purification."
Zhuo Yifan said: "I don't know how the master's purification is carried out. What do I need to do?"
"This weapon spirit has been corrupted and is now in a confused state. Donor Zhuo might as well release the essence and blood to induce his demonic nature, and the young monk can purify his soul. This can be considered a meritorious deed."
There was an inexplicable disdain in Zhuo Yifan's eyes: "It turns out that the master is such a noble and upright person, I really admire him. However, I am not so noble. I think it is extremely stupid for the Buddha to cut his flesh and feed it to the eagles."
"Donor Zhuo, sacrificing yourself for the sake of the world is a great righteousness." Kongwu said seriously.
"Master, why don't you sacrifice yourself to achieve success for the common people? I believe that the common people in the world will be grateful for your efforts." Zhuo Yifan said with a sneer.
"If I had a peerless medicinal vein, I would naturally do my part. Unfortunately, the person with the peerless medicinal vein now is Zhuo Donor." Kongwu said with a smile.
"I have peerless medicine, but I have invisible blood poison. Anyone who is contaminated with it will definitely die. If the weapon spirit is not stupid, how could he attack me?" Zhuo Yifan said coldly.
Dongfang Liang frowned: "The reputation of invisible blood poison is indeed shocking in the past and today, but whether the weapon spirit will be afraid of it has never been heard of."
"Does this still need proof? The weapon spirit forced me here for six full hours but did not dare to touch me. It has already explained everything. It seems that the decision made by the Poison King back then was very correct."
Zhuo Yifan said easily.
Everyone was lost in thought.
What Zhuo Yifan said is not impossible.
Although he now has a peerless medicinal vein, it is also a highly poisonous medicinal vein. The horror of invisible blood poison is obvious to all. The weapon spirit relies on blood to survive. If he is contaminated with this poison, can he really survive?
Perhaps the weapon spirit's intelligence has surpassed that of ordinary people, and it has noticed this problem early, so it has been hesitant.