Chapter Four hundred and forty-three: Worshiping the Heaven and Burning the Soul
Yan Jingtian mastered three incredible combined attack formations, namely the flexible Crane Wing Formation, the cunning and vicious Spirit Snake Formation, and the Mad Lion Formation that hurt the enemy and himself.
He only passed these three formations to the five thousand most elite soldiers of Yan State, and the fifteen hundred people who followed Yan Yundong to the Song Dynasty also knew these battlefield formations.
The preciousness of this formation is self-evident, but it requires driving hand seals and mantras. And this method is only in the hands of Yan Yundong and Yan Jingtian, so even if others leak the formation, it falls into the hands of others. It cannot exert its original power.
"hiss----"
The old man from the Demon Sect was still wondering why the handsome young man in front of him actually burst out with such a strong aura during the tentative exchange of moves. It turned out that all this was to cover up the auras of the people gathered from all directions. [
Naturally, he did not dare to be distracted when faced with the attack of sixteen people. Therefore, in this situation without any light, he was touched by more than fifteen hundred people in front of him, and the old man of the Demon Sect did not notice it.
It wasn't until Yan Yundong's cold and stern words came out that the old man from the Demon Sect took advantage of the opportunity to glance around. This glance made him take a breath of shock.
I don't know when, but a large group of people had densely gathered around him, and they immediately surrounded him. These more than a thousand people didn't seem to have high cultivation levels, but the expression of the old man from the Demon Sect still changed greatly.
Just when Yan Yundong and the sixteen others were about to make a move, he finally came to his senses and wanted to stop him.
However, it was already too late. Yan Yundong and fifteen other generals, together with 1,500 soldiers, formed a battle formation that looked like a white crane when viewed from a high altitude.
Everyone's feet moved in accordance with Yan Yundong's handprints. More than 1,500 people were like a torrent, but it gave people an extremely weird sense of coordination, as if everyone was one.
"Let's see how I break this formation!"
The flickering light in the eyes of the old man from the Demon Sect lasted for a long time, and finally he moved directly towards Yan Yundong.
The reason why he had been observing for so long before was to see if this battle formation would pose a threat to him. But after observing for a moment, he felt that the battle formation did not give off the slightest dangerous aura at all.
In this way, the old man of the Demon Sect decided to do whatever it took. As long as Yan Yundong, who was the core of the formation, was destroyed, the so-called Crane Wing Formation would naturally be defeated without attacking.
Although relying on the formation will hurt him, as long as the only cultivator of the Zhoutian Dzogchen realm is eliminated, then everyone else will not be worried.
Since the elders of the Demon Sect dare to take action, they naturally have their own methods.
Sacrificing Heaven borrows the magical power of life, and sacrifices the lineage of Demonic Dao to burn one's own soul and lifespan, so as to greatly increase the strength.
However, this kind of magical power can be said to cause extremely heavy losses to cultivators. But with such a trump card, the elders of the Demon Sect have sufficient confidence and courage.
However, the old man from the Demon Sect felt that with such a battle formation, he might be able to gain a lot of advantages when fighting on the battlefield. But facing a Zhou Tian Crystal Barrier level powerhouse like him, it could only have a subtle and insignificant effect.
Therefore, he simply believed that his magical power, which could injure an enemy a thousand times and damage himself eight hundred times, would never be used.
(Sure enough...have you been fooled?)
Yan Yundong's gestures changed dramatically the moment the Demon Sect old man decided to take action, but he thought quietly in his heart.
The foundation of the battle formation does not lie in other people, but the core of the formation.[
The light in Yan Yundong's eyes flickered uncertainly, giving people a somewhat awe-inspiring coolness.
The reason why a battle formation is called a battle formation is because it gathers the strength of tens of millions of people into one person in order to gain strength that can rival the enemy.
The main feature of the Crane Wing Formation is its flexibility. On an ever-changing battlefield, it is a formation that can be used as a spearhead to rush around, because it can almost evade attacks from countless enemies.
Of course, the enemy's strength must be similar. The Crane Wing Formation is different from the type of battle formation that goes head-to-head. Its core concepts are balance and agility.
Because when the number of people reaches a certain limit, if you want to maintain the characteristic of flexibility, then the cultivation level of everyone cannot be too different.
Even if the reaction and execution abilities of cultivators in the Zhoutian realm and those in the Marrow realm are the same in terms of consciousness, there will be deviations when it comes to the body.
Because there is too much difference in strength, when it is truly reflected, it will cause a huge mistake.
If this balance is lost, then the battle formation cannot be called a battle formation. Because it cannot even coordinate, how can it achieve the same goal at the same time and maintain the battle formation.
The solution to this problem is still the word balance. Rely on the battle formation to connect everyone's cultivation levels together through the formation eyes, and then lower or increase them to the same level in an instant.
In this way, all problems will be solved naturally.
But at the moment when the old man of the Demon Sect stepped forward, Yan Yun moved his whole body, and suddenly several zhenqi cyclones rushed out, and then exploded around him, making a huge roar.
"Crazy Lion Formation!"
The Wild Lion Formation is a battle formation that truly combines the power of tens of thousands of people into one person.
The moment Yan Yundong formed the seal, more than 1,500 other people stopped, and through the connection of the battle formation, part of their own power poured into the former's body.
Yan Yundong's momentum suddenly rose into the sky, almost as powerful as the old man from the Demon Sect who exploded all his power in an instant.
After a while, this momentum no longer surged, but it had already suppressed the momentum of the old man from the Demon Sect.
Boom ----
Yan Yundong's face turned red. Looking at the old man from the Demon Sect who had not finished his previous attack, he actually slapped him with a palm. He wanted to rely on the power in his body that had temporarily increased to the limit to catch him off guard.
But after all, the old man of the Demon Sect had not been in the Crystal Barrier Realm for a long time, and his perception of Qi movement was so sensitive. He noticed something was wrong almost the moment Yan Yundong's momentum began to surge. How could he sit still and wait for death at this time.
"Sacrifice to the sky and burn the soul!"
He gritted his teeth fiercely, knowing that if he didn't use his magical power, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
But in this situation, there is a difference between being seriously injured and dying. It's just a matter of letting the other party make up for it a few more times.[
"Junior, if you dare to attack me, you will definitely be punished on the spot today!" An illusory gray-white flame seemed to rise above the head of the old man of the Demon Sect. After the gray-white flame disappeared, his expression suddenly became sluggish.
But his whole spirit and momentum became extremely exciting. After using his magical power, his originally weaker Qi machine was actually on par with Yan Yundong's momentum gathered by relying on thousands of people.
This shows how terrifying the strength of the Zhou Tian Crystal Barrier Realm is. Yan Yun Dong gathered the strength of 1,500 people, although he was temporarily overwhelmed in terms of momentum.
However, after the old man of the Demon Sect used the secret method, the situation was evened out in an instant. In other words, his power alone was only slightly weaker than the power of more than 1,500 people.
While Shen Yan was threatening Yan Qing to check Yan Ying, he couldn't help but blink his eyes when he looked at the old man from the Demon Sect whose long hair was raised high when the aura around him exploded out of his body.
This is simply inhuman power.
The old man from the Demon Sect actually floated up from the ground involuntarily just by relying on the power of his momentum. He was at least several feet above the ground in the mid-air. The corners of his lips that had lost their color due to the burning of his soul were slightly outlined, and he looked old. A hint of bloody indifference flashed across his face.
"You...all of you will die!"
The soul-burning method was like cutting off the flesh on his body with a knife. The pain was secondary, but that kind of loss was enough for any cultivator to accept.
After the soul-burning method ended, his cultivation level would have dropped by at least one level due to the weakness of his soul.
The soul is weak, and it seems unrealistic to stand on this side of the crystal barrier again and see the situation on the other side. If you are unlucky, you may fall directly to the realm of Small Perfection, which is also very possible.
"Shocking Emperor's Fist!"
Yan Yundong had no intention of jumping up into the air. He looked up directly and looked up at the old figure standing in the sky. Visible white air flow was swirling around his body, exuding a dense demonic energy. Then he raised his right fist and endured the feeling in his body. There was a severe pain that seemed to explode, and he punched out.
roar----
An earth-shattering dragon roar spread all around, and then Yan Yun moved his right fist and seemed to suddenly rush out of a several-foot-long, golden dragon-shaped fist, rushing towards the old man of the Demon Sect.
"The King's Dragon Qi?" The Demon Sect old man's pupils suddenly shrank.
But he didn't hesitate at all. The moment the dragon-shaped shadow rushed out, he spread his hands to both sides, then raised his palms high, as if bathing in the moonlight.
It’s just...the moon tonight.
Therefore, at the moment when he raised his palms above his head, Ana Shen felt that the ground under his feet seemed to be wailing. Then many gray-black, black shadows emerged from the ground and from the surrounding dark places towards The demonic figure gathered in mid-air.
"The resentful spirits gather!"
The face of the old man from the Demon Sect was already pale due to the burning soul, but at this moment, it gave people the feeling of having the slightest trace of human aura, which made people shudder.
When those gray-black shadows continued to enter his body, the Demon Sect old man couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Why are there so few resentful spirits here----"
He originally planned to gather several resentful spirits, and then directly destroy Yan Yundong and others in one fell swoop. However, he found that the number of resentful spirits here was actually dozens or even hundreds of times different from what he had guessed.
However, the layout of this place is clearly full of resentment and ghostly aura, which makes the old man of the Demon Sect very puzzled.
"But it doesn't matter. Even if I can't gather enough resentful spirits, I can still consume you to death! Those powers that don't belong to you are probably about to burst you. I want to see if you can still hold on.
when?"
ps: I’m sorry, I asked twice but no one ignored me~~~~(_)~~~~Thanks to Sister Ruyan for her contribution in this chapter~o(n_n)o~