Peng Guangmu never dreamed that he would die in the hands of a monk whose cultivation was inferior to his own after spending thousands of years overseas.
"You rat!"
Peng Guangmu's heart was broken and his spirit was damaged. With his last breath, the ghost and Buddha's true form came out with thousands of hands and struck the monkey Taoist hard.
The Ape Taoist did not expect that his dying counterattack would be so swift and violent. Although he blocked most of the force with the "Sacred Ape Stab", he was hit by the wind of his palm, spitting out blood, and flew backwards.
However, he only suffered a slight injury. With the spiritual power in his body, he quickly suppressed the injury and stabilized his figure in mid-air.
On the contrary, Peng Guangmu, after this all-out blow, could no longer suppress the boiling energy and blood in his body. The ghost Buddha's true body shattered into pieces and turned back into the bald monk before.
"Die!"
The Soulless Man showed no mercy, the black flags shook continuously, hundreds of evil spirits came from all directions, like hungry wolves, they all pounced on Peng Guangmu.
In just a short moment, the soul of the owner of Guifu Island was sucked dry, his body withered, his spirit dissipated, leaving only a little bit of his true spirit, and he was dying, and he didn't even have the strength to escape.
"Haha, I caught a big fish today!"
The mourning man stroked his long beard with his hand, laughed loudly, held the black flag in the air, made a seal with one hand, and muttered something in his mouth.
Not long after, Peng Guangmu's true spirit flew upwards and was sucked in by the black flag. The word "soul" on the flag glowed with black light, and its power seemed to be a little greater than before.
Seeing that all the island owners were killed, Guifu Island suddenly fell into chaos. He was able to run and escape for a while, and was chased by the evil ghost camp, causing countless casualties.
Even the two deputy island masters were surrounded and killed by the ancestors of the evil ghost camp. They were unable to advance or retreat. In the end, they were filled with hatred on the spot.
Guifu Island was defeated, and riots immediately broke out in the rear of the coalition forces.
The main force was still fighting fiercely with the Black Front Battalion in the front. They had no idea that the rear had been breached. Many people only reacted when they heard the shouts of killing. Looking back, they saw the bamboo army flag floating in the air, and more than 200,000 monks divided into numbers.
Under the command of several Huajie Ancestors, they rushed left and right, causing chaos in the rear of the Undefeated Holy Army.
All the island owners were shocked and had no time to react when they saw another large army coming out of the slanting stab to cover up the enemy.
But it is the "Shenji Battalion" among the three major forces of the Bamboo Army. It is the three talents of the earth and has three changes: mountain, sea and forest. The current formation is "Mountain-like", which is similar to the Black Front Battalion, the main force of the Chinese army.
In cooperation, it was like the armor of the Black Front Battalion, blocking all the attacks from Kamikaze Island, Moon Shadow Island and Qixie Island.
Among them, Qixie Island was the worst. Because they wanted to attack from the rear and went deep alone, they were unexpectedly attacked by the two main forces of the Bamboo Army. They were like a turtle in a urn, with no way out.
"not good!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the old demon Youquan could not care about his men and hurriedly activated the escape light to escape.
But he heard a sonorous sound playing in mid-air, the "Overlord Song" reappeared, and a golden spear fell from the sky and penetrated through the Tianling Cap above his head!
"ah!"
The old demon Youquan screamed, his eye sockets burst, and the two ghost fires inside were extinguished.
He is also a master who has survived the second disaster. Logically speaking, he should not be so useless. He should only be surrounded on all sides. He was busy dealing with the Shenji Camp coach Mei Yuansong, but he did not notice that the master of Yuzhu Mountain was shot by Hongyun.
After removing the Tianling Cap, even the Yuan Shen and the True Spirit were scattered.
The two battalions were encircled, like a huge millstone, sandwiching the people of Qiye Island in the middle, and they were instantly crushed into ashes.
"How can you be so arrogant!"
Luo Feiyun saw this scene from a distance and couldn't help but feel frightened. How dare he rush to the front? He quickly ordered his subordinates to retreat back and defend instead of attack.
This is not to blame for his cowardice, because after only a moment of fighting, the two main forces of the Undefeated Holy Army have been destroyed. Ghost Buddha Island and Qixie Island no longer exist in the world. Who dares to follow in their footsteps?
Looking at the Bamboo Army again, it was simply unstoppable. The black army was like a rolling torrent. The monks on the thirteen overseas islands were all frightened when they saw this.
Luo Feiyun, Ran Xueyu, Xia Houdou and Li Cen, the remaining island owners, all gathered together and temporarily incorporated the monks from other islands into their own troops. They no longer distinguished each other and planned to fight against the Bamboo Army together.
Although hundreds of thousands of monks were killed, it was still an army of more than two million people, and it was still capable of fighting.
These monks also knew that they were now in a dilemma. The retreat was blocked by the bamboo army, and it was impossible to escape. They could only stabilize their formation under the command of the four island masters and plan to fight to the death.
"Everyone listen to the order. We have no way out. As long as we destroy the bamboo army, we can win the first victory. Otherwise, we will die. Don't be timid!"
Xia Houdou's rough voice spread throughout the army, and also calmed down many monks who had lost their fighting spirit.
On the other side, Nan Youyue arrived in front of the two armies on a blue bird.
"It seems they are not planning to escape, they are going to fight us!" Wang Chonghua said solemnly while observing the enemy's formation.
Nan Youyue nodded, her face calm.
In the round of fighting just now, the Zhu army had many changes and rapid attacks, and it was she who coordinated and commanded them.
This woman is also a meticulous person. Every battlefield and every change in the battle between the two armies has been carefully deduced by her. Therefore, she has left no stone unturned, using the powerful power of the "Three Talents and Nine Unique Formations" to win with a small number of people.
Victory, the two main forces of the Undefeated Holy Army were destroyed.
However, the opponent obviously knew how powerful she was and stopped taking the initiative to attack. They huddled all their troops in one place and planned to wait for reinforcements.
Nowadays, the situation has changed dramatically. The monks from the Thirteen Islands overseas are standing on the city wall in a defensive formation, acting like defenders of the city, while the bamboo army led by Nan Youyue has become an attacker.
"We can't let them delay the time! The Great Wall here has been breached, which will attract more and more Beiming monks. We must defeat the overseas cultivators as quickly as possible and regain control of the Great Wall, otherwise this place will become
A breakthrough." Wang Chonghua said solemnly.
He is a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, so he can see through the opponent's thoughts at a glance, while Nan Youyue is also thoughtful and understands the situation on the battlefield, so she knows that what he says is true.
"Pass my command, the three heavens will use the sun, the three earths will use the mountain formation, and the three people will use the fire. The whole army will cover up and kill. We must recapture the Great Wall within half an hour!"
Nan Youyue gave the order, and the herald immediately informed the third battalion of her command.
The three battalions were once again encircled, their fighting spirit reached the extreme, and they launched a new round of fierce attack on the Great Wall.
This time the offensive was more fierce than before. All the three battalion commanders personally went into battle. All kinds of magical powers and spells emerged in an endless stream. The changes in the military formation were even more dramatic. It was obvious that they were determined to conquer the thirteen overseas islands in the shortest possible time.
defense.
There are also elite disciples from Yuzhu Mountain who are divided into three groups. Each group has five or six hundred people. They enter the Black Front Camp, the Evil Ghost Camp and the Shenji Camp respectively. They use their musical powers to enhance the combat capabilities of the monks in the army and at the same time disrupt the military.
The soul of the opponent.
Under the ebb and flow of one another, the battlefield soon became a one-sided situation.
The overseas group of cultivators known as the "Invincible Holy Army" were beaten back steadily, and the disciples on each island suffered numerous casualties. During this period, six of the Tribulation Ancestors accidentally died. On the other hand, the Bamboo Army's combat power has hardly been reduced.
There are even physical warriors who are good at close combat and have rushed to the city wall and taken back part of the city's defense restrictions.
Just when he was singing and advancing in pursuit of victory, he suddenly heard the strange sound of the piano and the sound of flutes coming from behind.
A magical sound floated between heaven and earth. Although the sound was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of every Bamboo Army monk.
These soldiers were fighting, hearing the magic sound, their hearts were in chaos for no reason, and even their formations showed some flaws.
Nan Youyue is a master of music. When she heard the music of the piano and flute behind her, she knew that someone from the same group was trying to disrupt the formation of the bamboo army with her magical power of music and gain some life for the casual cultivators on the thirteen overseas islands.
She turned around and looked intently, only to see a huge army coming from a distance, a mighty force numbering over a million.
The hundreds of people flying at the front were all of high cultivation, and they were evenly divided between men and women. The men were handsome and the women were charming. They stood side by side, their auras connected together, and there was no flaw.
"It's the army from Liangyi City!"
Nan Youyue's face showed a trace of solemnity.
In fact, she had already expected it, knowing that someone from Beiming's side would definitely come to help, but she didn't expect that Beiming's reinforcements would come so quickly. The "Invincible Holy Army" had not yet been defeated, and the Liangyi City army had already arrived. Now Zhu Zhu
The army was surrounded by front and rear, and the situation became dangerous.
"In the final analysis, there is still a huge disparity in strength between the north and the south." Nan Youyue sighed softly.
Ever since the three yins destroyed the yang and the Eight Million Mile Tongtian River broke through the "Array of Ten Thousand Immortals", Nanxuan has been suppressed by Beiming.
The reason why they have not yet been defeated in the fight is all due to the prohibitive killing array arranged in advance on the Great Wall of Juetian. This is also Nanxuan's last line of defense. Once the Great Wall is broken, they will be defeated immediately.
Each of the nine sub-sage saints in Xuanxin Palace had opponents, and Liang Yan was missing. All the masters in Nanxuan were too busy, so their flaws were exposed. The casual cultivators from the Thirteen Islands overseas found the opportunity to break through the defenders and board the landing.
Climb the city wall.
Fortunately, the bamboo army was fighting nearby.
Nan Youyue commanded it well, and the three armies were like one. They defeated the opponent in advance and had time to spare, so they rushed to support as soon as possible.
I thought I could retake the Great Wall by defeating the overseas cultivators, but I didn't expect that less than an hour after the fight, the reinforcements from Liangyi City had already arrived.
Looking from a distance, there is a man and a woman right in front of the army. The man is playing the piano and the woman is playing the flute. The two are in harmony, and the magic sound lingers endlessly.
"I have heard for a long time that the music and rhythm of Yuzhu Mountain has impressed the ancients and the present. Today I am honored to ask for advice. I hope you will give me some advice!"
The two voices came from afar, and when combined, they sounded somewhat neither male nor female.
Nan Youyue looked at them carefully for a moment and knew that these were Tu Long and Tu Feng from Liangyi City. According to legend, they were twin brothers and sisters. They both practiced enlightenment and had the same mind. Their strength was second only to Qiu Jiuren and Feng Jiaojiao.
Qiu Jiuren and Feng Jiaojiao can compete with the Yasheng monks together, and Dragon Slaying and Phoenix Slaying are also good. With the two of them joining forces, there is almost no opponent in the same realm.
Hearing the constant stream of demonic sounds, which dampened the morale of the bamboo army, Nan Youyue did not hesitate, flipping her right hand over, and there was a guqin in front of her. It was the "Dangmo Xianqin" passed down by the founder of Yuzhushan Buhui!
She wants to compete with the two of them by herself with the "Dangmo Xianqin".
With the mysterious power running in her body and pouring into her fingertips, Nan Youyue was focused on the battlefield where millions of troops were fighting, and performed the "Eighteen Rhymes" with the sound of the piano.
The fairy sound is misty, mysterious and mysterious, like an invisible mist, floating everywhere on the battlefield.
Confronting the demonic sound again, you come and go, causing invisible ripples. Every mysterious sound and every syllable is a battlefield for the two sides to fight. Although it looks calm, it is actually extremely dangerous.
After fighting like this for a while, they suddenly heard a harsh noise, the strings of Tu Long's zither broke, and Tu Feng's long flute also broke into pieces.
The two of them took a step back at the same time, their eyes full of disbelief.
"How can she have such a method? The two of us are invincible!" Tu Feng shouted in a low voice.
Tu Long said slowly: "I heard that there is a inheritance in Yuzhu Mountain, called 'Heaven and Earth Mysterious Sound'. This magical power is so mysterious that it cannot be achieved through hard work. It requires extremely high qualifications and attainments in the way of music. Listen.
The music she just played seems to contain the way of the birth and death of all things, and I am afraid she has understood the 'Xuanyin of Heaven and Earth'."
"No wonder, in this case, we may not be able to defeat her." A trace of worry flashed in Tu Feng's eyes.
But Tu Long shook his head and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? The two armies are not fighting in front of each other. We don't need to defeat her, we just need to contain her. The Bamboo Army is now in a dilemma, being attacked from both sides by us.
, If you cannot take care of both the beginning and the end, this battle will be defeated without doubt!"
"Too!"
Tu Feng had the same idea as him, smiled slightly, waved the command flag, and shouted: "The whole army listens to the order! The city is about to be broken. Charge and kill the bamboo army. If we win this battle, everyone will have made a great contribution!"
"Follow the commander's orders!"
The millions of troops from Liangyi City came out in force!
In fact, among this large army, there are only a few thousand monks who really belong to Liangyi City. Most of them are dual monks with a high level of cultivation. Most of the rest are casual cultivators from various places. They have taken them under their command and are collectively called the Liangyi Army.
Although these monks did not understand the magical method of dual cultivation in Liangyi City, they also trained a military formation called the "Yin-Yang Liangyi Formation" under the guidance of the ancestors of the calamity.
At this moment, the million-strong army was divided into dozens of groups, each standing in a position. The masters of Liangyi City were in the middle, using the secret techniques of Yin and Yang to control the military formation.
In a trance, the heaven and the earth seemed to have turned into a millstone, and the two qi of yin and yang were separated from the millstone, alternating and reciprocating, and the cycle continued.
As the yin and yang qi flowed, the area covered by this array became wider and wider, encompassing Liangyi City's millions of troops, and then extended outwards infinitely, reaching the rear of the Bamboo Army in the blink of an eye.
"Be careful, don't enter the battle!"
Nan Youyue shouted loudly, and the soldiers of each battalion of the Bamboo Army woke up and used their magical powers and secret techniques to form nine layers of barriers of different colors in an attempt to block the erosion of the Yin and Yang Qi.
The two armies clashed, and the stalemate lasted for about a quarter of an hour. Suddenly, crisp sounds were heard one after another.
However, the nine layers of the barrier were broken layer by layer from the outside to the inside, and seven layers were destroyed in the blink of an eye, leaving only the last two layers still struggling to hold on.
"Liangyi City is not comparable to those overseas casual cultivators. It has a profound foundation. This formation is extremely powerful. I am afraid it is not weaker than the sect leader's 'Three Talents and Nine Ultimate Formations'!"
Nan Youyue thought secretly in her heart, and her face became serious.
"The 'Three Talents and Nine Jue Formations' can only exert 100% of its power in the hands of the sect master. Now that he is gone, the Bamboo Army is surrounded again. Once it is enveloped by the opponent's formation, it will probably be very bad."
At this moment, her mind raced and she deduced countless possibilities, but she could never find a solution.
Suddenly, she seemed to have made up her mind. She floated up from the back of the blue bird, holding the Fairy Piano in her hand, with a determined expression on her face, and stepped into the "Yin and Yang Array" without hesitation.