Looking from top to bottom, seven 'flame whirlwinds' spread out about five hundred feet, burning strange annular char marks on the ground as they rotated.
It's like a series of circular iron rings that are tightly interlocked.
When the 'Fire Cyclone' passed, only the thick burning smell and the ashes of countless insect swarms were left.
Without the 'Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect' guarding the bottom of the stone pillar, countless insects rushed over in an instant.
Amidst the endless "rustling" sounds, countless insects crawled quickly towards the stone pillars.
The more than 800 casual cultivators who were left on dozens of roots suddenly panicked.
Some climbed up, some cast spells to stop the insect swarm from moving forward, and some gave up the attack completely, letting the insect swarm cover them like a carpet.
"Ah~~!"
"Help~~!"
This cry was filled with regret and fear.
At the moment of approaching death, many casual cultivators suddenly truly understood the difference between sects and casual cultivators.
If eight hundred casual cultivators are willing to work together, the power they can unleash may not be much worse than three hundred Southern Sect disciples.
After all, they are just fragile bugs.
When a thousand casual cultivators attacked before, the insect swarm was unable to take a single step forward.
But without the protection of Nanzong like a wall and a shield, the fighting consciousness of many casual cultivators suddenly disappeared.
If there is a convincing person to direct the situation, the situation may be reversed.
Unfortunately, everyone is smart.
Everyone only thinks about their own escape, and they don't trust anyone except themselves.
Rather than letting others take the opportunity to escape while you are fighting, it is not safer to escape first and let others die.
Maybe he thought he was the only one who thought so, but in fact others thought so too.
The result is that many casual cultivators first hid in XZ like bereaved dogs, and then sat back and waited for death when they were cornered.
Just like a sad piece of history in Zhang Ke's dream, one person can make thousands of people wait for death.
Everyone is waiting for the first person to resist first, and then everyone will follow suit.
But what’s the result???
Everyone is waiting for humiliation and death!
Why do humans need heroes?
It is to be able to single-handedly condense people's hearts, which are like scattered sand, into iron at this most critical moment, and sharpen their strength.
In reality, if you encounter a gangster on a bus, as long as the first person dares to stand up and resist.
Then others will surely step up to help, creating a snowball effect.
But if the first person never shows up, there may be no one in the car who dares to say a word.
Why?
Because everyone is worried that if they resist, more harm will be caused.
Everyone understands this simple truth, but only the first person to step forward is the real hero!
At this time, the eight hundred cultivators on the stone pillar all thought so, so in the end none of them survived.
Even if a few of them robbed the flying magic weapon of the Nan Sect disciples, mana is needed to control the magic weapon.
At this moment, the earth was completely covered by the black sea of insects. How could the few casual cultivators who had exhausted their mana escape with their lives?
If you compare the three hundred disciples of the Nan Sect with the eight hundred casual cultivators, you will know the difference between organized and unorganized.
The three hundred disciples of the Southern Sect were also born from human flesh, so how could they not be afraid when encountering a swarm of insects that was like a sea tide?
But as long as you see your classmates next to you, it means you will never be alone.
The more dangerous the moment, the more fragile and sensitive the human heart becomes.
When you see that you have classmates around you who can rely on you, you won't panic because you are not alone.
The fellow disciples around me also think so, and they also believe that they are not fighting alone.
There is no need to consider dangers from the outside, just do your own thing, because dangers from other directions will naturally be resisted and blocked by peers from other directions.
This principle applies to every Nanzong disciple present.
Why is the cohesion of sect disciples stronger than that of casual cultivators?
Because they have all placed their life and death on each other, trust and dependence are created step by step in this way!
Rogue practitioners will not trust anyone but themselves, so it is difficult for them to trust others with their life and death.
So the word "San" in Sanxiu already explains everything.
Why do sects uniformly wear uniforms?
It’s not just about looking neat, dignified, and powerful!
It is more of a sense of identity, a sense of dependence that integrates the individual into the collective.
When fighting, if you are surrounded by people wearing the same clothes as you, it will definitely feel different than if you are fighting alone.
This is the difference between organized and unorganized.
The ancients once said: Those who refuse to retreat despite losing 30% of their battle losses can be said to be elite soldiers!
Therefore, as long as the three hundred disciples of the Southern Sect do not suffer major battle losses and their hearts do not collapse, they will not be afraid of anything.
There is no difference whether it is a human, a god or a ghost ahead.
If it is a human, behead it, if it is a god, kill it, if it is a ghost, beat it to ashes.
I am invincible, brave and fearless, I am invincible!
Victory is the foundation of all team confidence!
Seven 'flame tornadoes' quickly rotated and moved forward, and one thousand two hundred people advanced rapidly in the center of the wind formation.
No matter which direction the insect swarms rushed towards were turned into ashes by the whirlwind of flames.
However, even the seven Jindan Daoist Masters could not sustain a 'Great Wind Scroll' of this scale for a long time.
When the mana all over his body was boiling and he was like a runaway horse, unable to control it, Master Yingxia and the other six people said hello and suddenly used their mana to draw them outward.
The seven 'flame tornadoes' rotated and rapidly spread outward, instantly clearing away the insect swarms in a radius of several hundred feet.
"Boost!"
Taking advantage of the whirlwind of flames spreading outward, the disciples of the Southern Sect were in front, and many casual cultivators behind them rushed forward quickly.
Yu Tingzhang has mastered an external skill, and his physical strength is much stronger than that of ordinary practitioners.
Although there are two people tied to him at this moment, his movement speed has not slowed down at all.
Although Luo Jiujiang is a woman, she is good at forging, so it is conceivable that her physical strength is not bad.
Therefore, the two of them have always been at the front of the queue.
The place where the fireworks for help rose was less than twenty miles away from the Stone Pillar Forest. By the time the seven 'flame tornadoes' dispersed, Yu Tingzhang had already seen various streams of light flying ahead from a distance.
Roaring sounds came and went, the vitality vibrated violently, and the light emitted by the spell was colorful.
Five miles!
This is the distance estimated by Yu Tingzhang.
Master Yingxia took a deep breath and shouted:
"Front Arrow Formation, charge!"
Lang Tieying took the lead and rushed to the front. There were more than two hundred Southern Sect disciples who were divided into four conical columns and distributed behind him. The remaining more than one hundred Southern Sect disciples came to the rear of the queue and guarded more than seven hundred people in the center.
Yingxia Zhenren and other seven Jindan Zhenren stepped on the "one-foot plate" in a three-two-two formation on the heads of many practitioners to protect them.
The three leading Jindan Daoists were slightly forward, and as they flipped their hands, fireballs as large as dozens of feet shot out.
"Boom boom boom——!"
In a series of explosions, the insect swarm that had gathered in front was directly dispersed and defeated.
The same spell has different powers in the hands of Jindan Master.
Just when insect corpses were everywhere, many practitioners rushed in quickly.
The 'Ruyi Shuttle' above the heads of Lang Tieying and more than two hundred Southern Sect disciples was spinning rapidly, and thousands of talisman arrows were shot out every second.
In less than five minutes, more than 1,200 people had rushed to the edge of the battlefield ahead.
Yu Tingzhang scanned the battlefield while running and found that there were more than 3,000 people here surrounded by a sea of insects.
Among them, there are no less than thirty real people in the Golden Core Realm, but only nine of them move and attack in the air with their feet on the 'One-Chi Pan'.
Other Jindan Zhenren only launched attacks on the ground.
Logically speaking, such a powerful force should not be blocked here by the insect swarm and unable to move.
But Yu Tingzhang didn't have the slightest doubt, because in his sight, there were three hundred-foot-long giant insects leading a swarm of insects that were constantly attacking the queue of three thousand people.
The giant insect is like a centipede magnified countless times. The edge of its carapace is flashing with green edges, and a faint mist is vaguely visible. You don't need to guess to know that this mist is not something good.
Thousands of legs move quickly and flexibly, like a giant python snaking and swimming on the ground, and the edge of its insect body often cuts through the queue of practitioners like a blade.
From time to time, a thick green mist will be sprayed towards the queue of 3,000 people.
There seems to be some kind of connection between the three giant worms, with feint attacks and main attacks alternating with each other.
If the practitioners here hadn't quickly set up a protective array upon seeing the bad opportunity, they would have been invaded by giant insects.
However, although its attack was repelled by the practitioners using protective formations and did not cause much damage to many practitioners, it effectively trapped three thousand people and could not escape.
And after all, it does not occupy a favorable position. The hastily deployed formation cannot stop the attack of the endless sea of insects. Just before Yu Tingzhang and his team arrived, the entire formation was already in danger.
Yu Tingzhang saw clearly that when a giant insect violently swept across the protective formation with the edge of its carapace, the dark golden translucent vitality shield shattered like a bubble.
Nearly thirty Nan Sect disciples who were guarding the outside were cut in half horizontally by the edge of the giant insect's carapace in an instant.
"ah--!"
Cutting in half has always been one of the most terrifying punishments. The situation of death but not death made the thirty or so people howl in agony.
At this moment, Yu Tingzhang clearly saw the fear and wavering on the faces of other Nan Sect disciples.
When another giant insect also attacked, a dozen Nan Sect disciples could not bear the huge pressure and suddenly ran away.
The complete defense line suddenly had a flaw.
Yu Tingzhang's heart suddenly tightened. They were still nearly 500 meters away from the three thousand people.
The distance that can usually be reached in a moment has now become a natural chasm.
'not good!'
When the dozen or so people fled, some of the Southern Sect disciples around them couldn't help but retreat backwards, and hundreds of them turned around.
If these people escape, the huge gap exposed will become the key for the insect swarm to tear apart the array.
At this critical moment, dozens of dark golden flying lights shot out like lightning, killing the dozen or so Nan Sect disciples who had escaped on the spot.
'He who backslides dies!'
The cold and stern voice pierced the ears of everyone present like needles.
Such decisive and violent methods immediately frightened all the Nanzong disciples.
At the same time, three Jindan Daoists quickly filled in where the dozen or so people had left, and fired powerful spells with their backhands to repel the approaching giant insect.
Master Yingxia also saw it clearly and couldn't help but cursed.
"waste!"
Then he shouted loudly:
"Show them the courage of true Nanzong disciples!"
"Go! Go! Go!"
Shouting loudly, his figure has fallen to the front of the queue.
He inhaled sharply, and the surrounding air was visibly sucked into his abdomen.
A shadow of a face several feet in size suddenly appeared behind it. This shadow had three-dimensional facial features, closed eyes, and a small white-gold tower looming between its eyebrows.
Immediately afterwards, Yingxia's eyes widened and she opened her mouth and blew forward.
The face behind him made the same move, opening his mouth and letting out a breath.
"Huh~~!"
A gray-white wave instantly erupted from Master Yingxia's mouth, advancing rapidly like a wall of wind.
At the same time, with the blessing of the phantom behind it, this trend has expanded to nearly ten feet in length in an instant, and continues to grow as it continues to move forward.
Technique: White Hair Wind
Innate Qi, Southern Sect’s magical power: Borrowing force
The former is a technique mastered by Master Yingxia, and the latter was created by a disciple of the ‘Zhuanluan Church’ of Nanzong who worshiped Zhang Ke extremely.
If you recite the Wheel of the Wheel religiously ten times a day and do something consistent with the teachings, you will be able to form a magical talisman for a hundred days without interruption.
This talisman can be inspired by the power of faith when needed, and can increase the power of one's own spells several times.
However, only three of this talisman can be condensed at the same time, and if the talisman is not used within a hundred days, it will spontaneously dissipate.
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The identity of a disciple of the Southern Sect does not conflict with the identity of a disciple of the ‘Turn Wheel Church’. There are as many disciples in the Southern Sect as there are stars with these two identities.
Obviously, Yingxia Zhenren is one of them.
And this magical power has not failed to live up to Master Yingxia's expectations at this moment.
But seeing the gray-white wind wall spreading rapidly like a huge wave, countless insects were frozen by the white wind and broken into slag!
"quick!"
How could anyone miss this opportunity and quickly follow the white trend?
When the storm dissipated, Yu Tingzhang and others had already rushed forward nearly 200 meters.
Three hundred meters to go...
Lang Tieying's complexion was as iron as his name.
Master Yingxia was exhausted after the attack and was unable to continue to charge forward, so Lang Tieying was still at the forefront of the 'front arrow formation'.
The 'Ruyi Shuttle' above his head rotated and shot endlessly, and together with the two hundred people behind him, he fired out thousands of talisman arrows, tearing a hole in the sea of insects in front of him.
There was no hesitation in his actions and he broke into it directly.
Two hundred and eighty meters...
Two hundred and fifty meters...
The more than 3,000 people who were close at hand had already seen the charge of Master Yingxia and his group. The people who were originally a little panicked instantly stabilized, and the queue became stable again.
Among these 3,000 people, only nine of the more than 30 Jindan Daoists came from the Southern Sect. The others had different costumes and were supposed to be Jindan realm testers who were preparing to join the Southern Sect this time.
Yu Tingzhang's eyes were sharp, and he could tell at a glance that these Jindan Realm masters did not attack with all their strength, and he angrily yelled in his heart.
'Oh, casual cultivators are casual cultivators, and there is not much difference between the Xiantian realm and the Golden Core realm.'
These people are obviously conserving their strength.
Among the rest, there were about 800 disciples of the Southern Sect. Their numbers could be clearly identified by their neat white robes.
Among the remaining people, there are about 1,500 casual cultivators and more than 800 ordinary people.
These ordinary people were also in a coma, and were carried by some casual cultivators in the center of the three thousand people.
Two hundred and thirty meters...
Lang Tieying quickly moved forward without stopping at all, and was about to meet the three thousand people before his eyes.
‘Hiss~~!’
A giant centipede roared, its body a hundred feet long snaking and crawling on the sea of insects and quickly rushed towards Lang Tieying.
Its forward momentum is like a huge boulder rolling down from a high place, moving forward in an indomitable and ferocious manner.
This is an existence that even Jindan Zhenren cannot resist, otherwise those thirty Jindan Zhenren would not be able to kill even the three-headed giant insect.
The first choice is to avoid it temporarily.
But there were 1,200 people behind Lang Tieying. These people were not protected by formations, and after repeated hard battles, everyone was exhausted.
If he retreats, the people behind him may be crushed by the giant centipede.
But he is only in the innate realm, so why can he stop the impact of the giant insect.
Lang Tieying was not the only one to see the arrival of the giant insect. When it rushed into the attack range of the 'Ruyi Shuttle', hundreds of 'Ruyi Shuttle' turned rapidly at the same time.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...!!!"
At this moment, nearly ten thousand dark-gold talisman arrows shot towards the giant insect like a storm.
Countless golden threads exploded like sparks, filling every inch of space between the two.
However, this talisman arrow, which could pose a threat to ordinary Jindan real people, scattered like bubbles when it hit the giant insect.
Numerous dents appeared on the giant insect's body, causing it to scream in pain, but even its carapace could not be broken.
Seeing this scene, Lang Tieying's heart sank, but he also made a decision at this moment of lightning.
'Maybe this is the only way!'
Lang Tieying was thinking in his heart, but his face, as dark as iron, did not change at all, and the movement of his feet did not slow down at all.
The distance between the two was so close that the giant insect rushed fifty meters in front of Lang Tieying in the blink of an eye.
'His!'
Lang Tieying took a slight breath, and the magic power reversed throughout his body, and traces of dark golden light appeared faintly on the surface of his body.
Then the body suddenly rushed forward.
But at this moment, someone suddenly held his shoulder and pushed him back.
"I come!"
‘Huh~~!’
A figure rushed past Lang Tieying with the lingering sound, and collided directly with the giant centipede.
"boom--!"
A burst of dark golden light exploded in front of Lang Tieying, and a huge shock wave pushed Lang Tieying back more than fifty meters away.
Even the entire queue was somewhat dispersed.
Lang Tieying cried out:
"Uncle Yingxia!"
"hiss--!"
The giant centipede screamed in pain, and numerous cracks appeared on its head, with streaks of green blood seeping out from these cracks.
"Oh my God! Why did Master Yingxia self-destruct?"
"Why is this happening?"
"Why is it like this! A Jindan master with great future has fallen like this?
But why is this?"
"..."
At this time, Yu Tingzhang's mind briefly went blank, and he was shocked by Yingxia's actions.
He didn't understand why Master Yingxia suddenly rushed forward and blew himself up.
Although the giant centipede is coming with a fierce force, as long as we avoid its attack for a while, our team can still find a way to get through!
But when he saw in a blink of an eye that the array of three thousand people had been scattered under the impact of the swarms led by the other two giant insects, he instantly understood why Master Yingxia did what he did.
The giant insect has strong defensive power. If it attacks and blocks it, even Jindan Zhenren will have a hard time breaking through the short distance of 200 meters in a short time.
But those three thousand people might not be able to hold on for even one minute at this moment.
That's why Yingxia Zhenren sacrificed herself and rushed directly in front of the giant insect to explode and severely injure it.
This is repelling the giant insect with life!
Before Yu Tingzhang and many other casual cultivators could wake up from the shock, another figure quickly rushed in front of the giant insect and exploded.
"boom--!"
Dark golden light exploded in front of everyone's eyes again.
"Hiss~~!"
There was a trace of fear and hesitation in the painful roar of the giant insect.
The self-destruction of two Jindan masters in succession not only severely damaged the giant insect in front of them, but also attracted the attention of many practitioners not far away.
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At this moment, all the casual cultivators were shocked by the fearless courage of the practitioners of the ‘Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect’.
What kind of charm does the sect have that can make a Jindan master willingly die?
For casual cultivators like Yu Tingzhang, the scene before them directly refreshed their understanding of cultivators.
He never thought that someone would give up their life for someone else.
Zongmen, what exactly is a Zongmen?
Doubt, admiration, shock, move...
The blood in his whole body was boiling, his indifference was like an iceberg, and his emotions were shattered by a hammer blow.
At this moment, their hearts felt as if spicy liquor had been poured into their bodies, and their hearts were boiling and then ignited by fire.
His face was flushed with blood, his heart was beating like a heavy drum, and he wanted to scream and roar immediately to vent these exciting emotions.
For some reason, when Yu Tingzhang's heart surged violently, his eyes also became blurry.
And just when his eyes were filled with tears, someone suddenly hummed a song softly in his ears.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, I cultivated my sword and spear, and I share the same enemy with you.
How can I say that I have no clothes? When I was in the same river with my son, the king raised an army, repaired my spear and halberd, and worked together with my son.
How can I say that I have no clothes? I wear the same clothes as my son. The king raised his army, repaired my armor and soldiers, and went with me.
How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you..."
The simple sentences reveal determination and persistence.
At first, only one person sang softly, and soon others joined in.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, I cultivated my sword and spear, and I share the same enemy with you.
How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat as you..."
The crowd's voices gradually became louder and louder, and then became louder and louder.
The same singing voice came from the three thousand people in the distance.
At this moment, singing is like a bridge connecting everyone's hearts together.
In this song, they no longer have fear or hesitation, only passion and determination.
Yu Tingzhang also repeated the song over and over again in his heart, as if this would allow him to blend in and become one of the people he envied so much.
At this moment, the ordinary man on his back seemed to move suddenly.