The three stone statues fought one after another. First, they charged through the first wave of monks, then blocked in front of the shield screen to patrol the front line. Then they fought fiercely with the Jinghong Sword Formation. Their stone bodies had already been seriously damaged.
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At the last moment, he was severely injured by the Jinghong Sword Formation. The stone python had his body cut off, and the stone man had his arms cut off. Together with the still intact stone tiger, they flew back backwards dragging their mangled bodies.
However, even though the three stone statues were seriously damaged, their power was still there, breaking through the air and leaving behind a series of fierce sonic booms. Without dodging or dodging, they rushed directly into the army of monks from the Lotus camp.
The pythons roared and the tigers roared, the giants roamed, and the three stone statues wielded great power to wipe out all obstacles on the way forward, penetrated the entire Fahua camp, and returned to the Tuluo camp.
And behind the three stone statues, the Jinghong Sword Formation clanged and tore the sky apart, chasing after them!
Before the Jinghong Sword Formation, they fought against three stone statues one after another. Although the three stone statues were severely damaged, the disciples of the Fahua Sect who activated the sword formation did not feel comfortable either.
There were only over 1,500 disciples left out of the original two thousand, and they all looked tired, and most of them suffered internal injuries from the shock.
But even though they were tired, they didn't care. After defeating the three stone statues, they became even more arrogant, exuding an awe-inspiring fighting spirit, and chased after them!
Wenshan stood in the center of the formation, presiding over the formation, his eyes flashed with light, and a strong sense of arrogance came out. When he met many monks who had been defeated, his face suddenly darkened and he shouted loudly:
"It's useless! You're defeated so quickly. You're not allowed to retreat. You're all rushing back with me!"
After the words fell, the Jinghong Sword Formation clanked and became more powerful. The huge Jinghong phantom flew past the heads of countless defeated monks. With a bang, it directly smashed into the ice blocking the road along the way. The fierce flames shot towards the sky.
Sweep away with the Tuluo battle formation!
Seeing how powerful the Jinghong Sword Formation was, a group of monks from the Lotus camp rushed after the three stone statues. They immediately stopped their defeat, stopped one after another, and stopped to watch.
I saw the Jinghong Sword Formation blowing up the strong wind, and in an instant they met and covered up the Tu Luo army. Their iron wings swept across, and in the flash of sword light, they directly wiped out dozens of Tu Luo monks. They were even more direct and fearless.
On the ground, he rushed into the Tuluo battle formation.
Wherever the Jinghong Sword Formation passed, sharp sword sounds roared to the sky, raging crazily in the Tuluo camp. As if they entered an uninhabited land, a large number of monks were immediately strangled by the sword formation and fell to the sky.
Seeing this scene, Xue Qian's face instantly turned livid, and she hurriedly commanded the three stone statue formations that had just retreated to push forward, holding back the Jinghong Sword Formation, and at the same time ordered everyone to retreat at full speed.
Wenshan stood in the Jinghong Sword Formation, activating the formation and frantically attacking the three stone statues. At the same time, he turned around and shouted loudly at the Fahua monk who was still stunned and unresponsive:
"What are you waiting for! Come back and kill them all. No one can be spared! Hurry!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Jinghong Sword Formation suddenly shook. It broke free from the restraints of the three stone statues and rushed out. Its giant wings swept across and strangled dozens of monks again.
When a group of monks from the Fahua camp saw this, they immediately became energetic. With roars, they turned around and rushed back, starting to chase the monks from the Tuluo camp.
This time, it was Tu Luo's formation's turn to retreat desperately, suffering repeated losses.
During the retreat, Xue Qian stopped Monk Tu Luo and launched several counterattacks.
But at this time, the Fahua monks had gathered together and were prepared for the towing formation tactic. In this way, they would not be able to gain any advantage at all.
Moreover, the top three stone statues were already broken, and they gradually became unable to stabilize the Jinghong Sword Formation. They were rushed out by the Jinghong Sword Formation one after another, attacking the Tu Luo camp's retreating formation.
Every impact of the sword formation would cause huge casualties, which made the Fahua side even more powerful. Under the pursuit, it caused huge losses to the Tuluo side!
Both camps are monks. They control magical flying swords and fight in the air. They fight and retreat at very fast speeds.
After leaving behind the corpses of hundreds of monks, the Tuluo battle formation finally retreated to the edge of the sea of fog that was previously pushed out by the energy impact.
Standing on the edge of the surging fog sea, dim smoke and dust hazy, looking at the Fahua monks who were quickly chasing behind her, Xue Qian frowned tightly, with a flash of light in her eyes, she gave a decisive order:
"Retreat into the sea of fog, quickly!"
After finishing speaking, Xue Qian's figure flashed and rushed into the sea of mist first. The other monks were all worried about falling behind and being killed by the Fahua camp. Following Xue Qian's order, they all rushed to follow up like they were scrambling to be the first.
Thousands of monks shuttled in and passed through the sea of fog together. They immediately brought up a fierce wind, causing the entire sea of fog to surge violently, churning and swallowing everyone's figures.
The next moment, Wenshan activated the Jinghong Sword Formation to fly over. When he arrived at the sea of fog, he dived straight in without any hesitation, and his tone of murderous desperation spread:
"Hurry up! The consciousness in the fog sea cannot spread too far. You must be fast. Press them down and fight. Don't let them have the opportunity to split up and escape. Otherwise, you won't be able to catch them!"
After the great victory, the disciples of Lotus were so powerful that they responded to Wenshan's orders one after another, followed closely behind the Jinghong Sword Formation, and rushed into the sea of mist without hesitation.
On top of the five erupting volcanoes, flints and rocks were falling all over the sky. Four powerful Nascent Soul warriors, including Tianlang, were still fighting. Rays of magic light continued to impact, and waves of powerful energy fluctuations swept out.
Seeing the monks from the Tuluo Sect camp being chased into the sea of mist in embarrassment, Wang Jian laughed suddenly, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly:
"Xudong, Tianlang, have you seen it? In the face of absolute strength, all struggles are useless! You are still far behind in competing with my Lotus, so just wait to die!"
Tianlang snorted coldly and said nothing, while Xudong sneered and said meaningfully: "Do you think you really won?"
"You...what do you mean by that?" Wang Jian's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and he couldn't help but ask.
Xudong glanced at Wang Jian contemptuously, sneered, and did not answer. However, the strange smile with deep meaning made Wang Jian's heart sink suddenly, as if something bad was about to happen, he faced Yang Lin.
Looking at each other, one could see the uneasiness in the other person's eyes.
But at the moment when the two of them were in a trance, Tianlang and Xudong's eyes shone with light, and they both did not let go of this fleeting golden opportunity and launched a series of killing moves.
Wang Jian and the two were caught off guard and suffered a sudden loss. They were repeatedly wounded by the Sirius and the two. They hurriedly collected their minds and dealt with it with concentration, not daring to make any more mistakes.
However, deep in the hearts of the two of them, there seemed to be a hazy shadow that grew bigger and bigger!
In the sea of fog, Xue Qian led an army of thousands of people, leaving many corpses along the way, and fled in panic, rushing into the depths of the sea of fog.
But even though she fled in embarrassment all the way, Xue Qian's eyes were not panicked at all, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she was always calm.
Behind him, Wenshan activated the Jinghong Sword Formation and led an army of thousands of monks in hot pursuit. He was about to approach the rear of Tu Luo's camp!
At this moment, Xue Qian suddenly flashed her eyes, paused, turned around suddenly, raised the sharp blade in her hand, and shouted loudly:
"This is where everyone stops, don't retreat, and fight them to the death!"
Upon hearing Xue Qian's order, everyone stopped and turned around. The panic in their eyes instantly dissipated, revealing an unconcealable murderous intent, and they stared coldly at the Fahua monks chasing behind them.
"Run, why don't you run? You just accept your fate so easily!" Seeing everyone stop, Wenshan suddenly laughed loudly and taunted.
As he spoke, Wenshan did not pause, and activated the Jinghong Sword Formation to transform into a giant bird, rolling up the surging fog waves, roaring towards Tu Luo's camp, and was about to attack Tu Luo's camp head-on.
Xue Qian immediately snorted coldly and said nothing. Looking at Wenshan's arrogant and proud face, there was ridicule in her eyes.
At this moment, the stone tiger that had been guarding the rear of the camp suddenly let out a thundering roar, stepped on the void, jumped out boldly, jumped directly in front of the sword formation, waved a huge stone palm, and slapped it down hard!
Seeing the stone tiger's giant claws slapping him on the head, Wenshan showed disdain in his eyes and snorted coldly. He was not afraid and activated his sword array to directly hit him.
However, at this moment, on the right palm of the whistling stone tiger, countless azure inscriptions suddenly flashed, and an oppressive aura suddenly surged out, causing Wenshan's expression to change suddenly.
The next moment, under Wenshan's eyes full of disbelief, the stone tiger's giant claws glowed with green light, its speed increased suddenly, and with a surging force that distorted the space, it crashed onto the head of the giant bird transformed by the sword array.
Amidst the roar, a green ring-shaped impact swept out, directly sending the Jinghong Sword Formation flying backwards.
The pursuing monks from the Fahua Sect camp were shocked when they saw this scene. They stopped in confusion, their faces were gloomy, and they did not dare to step forward.
When the Jinghong Sword Formation was slapped away with a palm, the power of the palm directly killed nearly a hundred disciples who were promoting the formation, causing the sword formation's green light to fade again.
Wenshan spurted out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly took action to stabilize the formation. He looked at the huge stone tiger in front of him with a gloomy face, his eyes filled with disbelief: "How... is this possible!"
Xue Qian's wings fluttered slightly, and she landed on top of Shi Hu's head. Through the shadow of the sword formation, she stared coldly at Wenshan's eyes and said coldly:
"What's impossible? The damage to my stone tiger is minimal, but there are only more than a thousand people left in your Jinghong Sword Formation. Why should you confront me head-on?"
"You..." Wenshan suddenly choked up when he heard this, and immediately stared at Shi Hu, finally discovering it.
Although the stone tiger in front of me looks dilapidated and severely damaged at first glance, its original formation pattern is not damaged at all. At this time, it is running at full power, and the fierce flames are still raging!
Recalling the previous battle scenes, like a flash of lightning flashing through his mind, Wenshan understood everything in an instant.
All along, it was the stone man and the stone python who were facing their own attacks, but the stone tiger was the only one who cleverly saved it, but he was so focused on fighting at the time that he didn't notice it!
In this way, even if the Jinghong Sword Formation can defeat the three stone statues, it cannot be defeated so easily. It can destroy the two stone statues easily. Now that I think about it, there can only be one explanation for all of this!
Thinking of this, Wenshan's heart suddenly sank, and a chill arose. He slowly raised his head and looked at Xue Qian, his eyes full of gloom!
At the same time, Xue Qian's eyes flashed coldly, and she shouted coldly: "You should be the one who should accept your fate!"
As Xue Qian's words fell, the thick smoke on both sides rolled back, and immediately there were countless sharp sounds of piercing the air, coming from all directions.
The next moment, countless monks rushed out of the smoke, revealed their figures, and with lightning speed, blocked all the escape routes of the Fahua camp before anyone could react!
These are monks from Kaiyuan Sect, Liubo Valley and other five sects who came to help. They have not appeared in the previous battles. They received secret orders from Tianlang and set up an ambush here.
At this time, Xue Qian led the monks from the Fahua camp here, and the ambush was suddenly launched!
The monks in the Fahua camp were still in panic of being surrounded and had not recovered. However, many monks among the five sects had already taken action, quickly taking out a storage bag and throwing it in the air.
Those storage bags were suspended in mid-air, and they were all opened. For a moment, the brilliance shone in the mid-air, and countless magic weapons rushed out of the storage bags one after another like beans poured from bamboo tubes.
In the blink of an eye, countless magic weapons were poured out, no less than tens of thousands, directly penetrated into the entire Lotus camp, suspended in the void, floating beside the Lotus monks, blooming with light!
These items are very miscellaneous, including jade slips, talismans, magic weapons, and even occasionally mixed with a few brilliant golden elixirs, which bloom with golden light and float in the air, emitting waves of frightening terrifying fluctuations.
There were so many of these items that the Lotus disciples were astonished that they filled the entire camp almost instantly. Every disciple had a few of them around him.
Although these items are of different categories and uneven, they have one common characteristic.
That is, all of them have waves of destruction emanating from them. They have obviously been imprinted on them. As long as their spiritual consciousness is used, they can explode immediately!
If so many magic weapons exploded together, the power would be unimaginable, even comparable to a full-strength blow from a monk who transformed into a god. Just thinking about that kind of power would chill everyone's heart.
Maybe the monks in the elixir formation stage can break out, but they will definitely be injured. If you are unlucky and encounter a powerful magic weapon nearby, you will not be able to survive!
The situation on the battlefield reversed too quickly. One moment, they were still chasing the opponent. At this moment, they were already in such a crisis.
For a moment, the Lotus monk could hardly believe it. Everyone stared blankly at the magical weapons of various colors floating around him, emitting waves of destruction. There was unconcealable horror in their eyes. Some even couldn't help being frightened.
Exhale.
Looking at the severe situation around him, Wenshan's eyes almost burst into flames, his fists were clenched, his whole body was shaking, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.
After a long time, the trembling of Wenshan's body slowly subsided. He took a deep breath and opened his eyes again, but his eyes returned to calmness. He looked at Xue Qian lightly and spoke in a low voice: