Chapter 672: Responsible

Above the Yuntai, Bo Yunting's central army tent stood tall. Dozens of giant flying boats were flying from afar. The flying boats carried mountains of rice, fresh meat, fine wine, wounded medicine and other supplies, and three flying boats carried 7,000 retired veterans who had just been re-summoned and armed.

On a mountain peak in the south of Yuntai, a large fog covered the land of thousands of miles. In the mist, there were faint sounds of shouting and killing and the low sound of python skin war drums. Above the mist, thousands of priests in the Sitian Palace kept mobilizing the wind to disperse the mist. Some priests surveyed the earth veins nearby, digging ditches to remove the supply of spiritual energy from the earth veins, and cut off the supply of spiritual energy from the large array near this peak.

But what posed the greatest threat to this foggy array was the nine red fireballs with a diameter of hundreds of miles hanging high in the air.

The flames rolled out and released a fireball that was vaguely visible in the height of dozens of miles. These figures were all three-headed and six-armed bodies, but they had three long legs, and nine-headed fire snakes were stepped on. These hazy figures were singing songs in a low voice, and terrifying heat surged out of their bodies, forming these nine amazingly powerful little suns.

Under the control of the nine huge figures, countless rockets condensed into roughly meter-long rockets shot down in the air. The raindrop-like rocket dragged the glimmer visible to the naked eye and twisted the air from the sky. Once it was shot into the fog array, the fog in a radius of several miles immediately evaporated, revealing a large area of ​​mountains, rivers and rivers below that had been dried up and cracked by barbecue.

From time to time, these nine huge figures complained a few times. In front of Bo Yunting's central army camp on the cloud platform, there were priests from the Sitian Palace slaughtering prisoners of immortals and priests performing blood sacrifices on the nine hundred feet altars. The essence, blood and souls were constantly sucked in by the fire balls. Once these fire balls were replenished by the essence, blood and souls, the fire light and heat suddenly surged, and the power of the rockets they shot was several times greater.

In the fog formation, tens of thousands of Dayu soldiers who formed a formation were fighting with a group of long-sleeved immortals under the leadership of hundreds of golden armored generals. Among the hundreds of golden armored generals, there were hundreds of generals whose cultivation was comparable to that of golden immortals, and among the immortals who competed with them, there were also a considerable number of golden immortals.

In addition to nearly a hundred golden immortals, there are hundreds of celestial immortals among the immortals who faced the battle, and there are tens of thousands of other casual cultivators such as Yuanshen, Yuanying, and Golden Pill Realm. On the peak of the sky behind these immortals, there are also a large number of immortals who are setting up formations to fog to cover the void. The number of immortals and casual cultivators near this mountain is even more than a few hundred more than the army led by Bo Yunting.

It is obvious that this mountain is an important stronghold of the Wanxian Alliance. Otherwise, there would be no such many golden immortals and celestial immortals, nor so many casual cultivators. The foggy array can separate Bo Yunting's central army from his vanguard army, allowing the priests of the Sitian Palace to attack with all their means but still unable to break through the formation. It can be seen that this formation is also extraordinary.

Just like the common situation in which the Dayu army fought with immortals, the soldiers of Dayu formed formations and charged like tides, while the immortals came out with magic weapons, and various flying swords, magic weapons, spiritual talismans, and thunder and raindrops roared down. The soldiers of Dayu were covered with helmets and armor, and with the help of the talisman protection of the priests of the Sitian Palace and the magic of the immortals head-on. Each attack would lead to a large group of soldiers being beaten by the flying sword magic weapon, and a large number of soldiers were injured by the immortal talisman and Yin thunder.

However, the strong body and exquisite armor, coupled with the priests' wonderful spells made these soldiers not know pain, fear, or fatigue. Even if their arms are chopped down and their bodies are blown to pieces, as long as they can move and breathe in one breath, they will continue to charge forward without fear.

The fog eroded the talisman prohibitions on these Dayu warriors, dripping water through stones, and the rope sawed out of wood. This vanguard army of Zhongzhou had been trapped in the fog formation for a day and a night, and the talisman prohibitions on their bodies had begun to weaken. The lingering fog continued to seep into the hazy halo of their bodies, weakening their ban protection layer by layer.

Suddenly, a ban on a team of hundreds who were in front of them burst out with a strong light. The defensive prohibition on them was broken by continuous attacks and the invasion of fog. A dozen ghost immortals in black clothes were immediately rushed out of the many immortals in front of them. Holding a white bone banner and a small copper bell on their little fingers, waving the white bone banner, and swaying with their fingers. The ghost roars were stirred up with the sound of the copper bell. The hundred-man lieutenant of the team of hundreds, and the soldiers under his command shouted at the same time. A wisp of white smoke from the seven orifices was sprayed out, and he fell to the ground and lost his voice.

The black-clothed immortals laughed loudly, their laughter was as roaring as ghosts. A golden-armored general in the three-star realm of the Yiyuan Pangutian, who was leading the army, was furious. He took advantage of the fact that these black-clothed immortals rushed out of the queue and were alone, and his body flashed to the side of these ghost immortals, and the long spear on his hands swayed and thrust downwards. The sound of the flesh piercing was so harsh that more than a dozen black-clothed immortals had no time to let out a scream. At least seventy or eighty transparent holes were poked all over his body, especially with a heavy blow between his eyebrows, even the immortal soul was smashed to pieces.

Before the golden-armored general could retreat into the military formation, three golden immortals with cultivation were astonishing as him, and three sword lights, one gold, one purple and one red, swept down with a cold air, entangled the golden-armored general. Then came out seven purple-gold immortal talismans that were ten feet long, and dozens of fists shining with misty white light, the light was like a spike of Yin thunder.

The sword light roared and slashed the armor on the golden-armored general's body, and seven spiritual talismans sealed the way around the golden-armored general's way back. The earth, water, fire and wind all kinds of primordial forces swept out, wrapping the general in the void about a radius like a furnace. Dozens of Yin Thunder approached the general like lightning, and then burst out at the same time.

The seven immortal talismans restrained the explosion power of Yin Lei within a narrow range of less than ft. The power of Yin Lei suddenly increased by more than ten times. The general groaned, his armor shattered, and his battle robe suddenly spewed out a large piece of talisman culture to wrap his body. However, the light armor also disappeared in the continuous attacks. The battle robe, which embroidered countless runes and formed the pattern of mountains, rivers and mountains, only sprayed out strong light and barely blocked the attacks from the outside world. All kinds of attacks fell on the golden armor general at the same time.

The flesh and blood flew across the body, and the bones broke. Fortunately, a general from the Three Stars of the One Yuan Pangu Tian Realm who had just passed away was blown to his body twisted and deformed. He dragged his bloody body back in a mess. Da Yu's military formation made a passage to let him escape into the formation. As soon as he rushed back to the formation, the general fell to the ground.

The left arm was broken, the spine was beaten into three sections, and the blood and flesh were shattered loosely and blood kept spurting out of the body. In other words, the human race's body-building technique was extremely powerful, and its body was countless times stronger than diamonds. If an ordinary golden immortal was hit by such an attack, he would have been beaten into ashes. Even so, the golden-armored general also lost his power of action after rushing back to the army formation. Several personal soldiers snatched it out, constantly pouring a large amount of potions and pills into him, and applying ointments to his whole body.

The three golden immortals joined forces to attack, which immediately caused a general of Dayu to lose his combat power. The morale of the immortal side was high. A white-bearded golden immortal who was presiding on the formation on the mountain behind laughed loudly. He erupted thunder in his palm and shook dozens of flags in front of him. The fog array covering a radius of thousands of miles immediately changed again.

The water vapor in the fog gradually became rich, and the five elements generated water and wood. In the mist, a large amount of green spiritual energy gradually surged out. In the blink of an eye, the green spiritual energy condensed into green wooden stakes with a diameter of about a mile. The green spiritual energy rubbed rapidly inside the green wooden stake, and a large piece of green lightning was sprayed out from the wooden stake. The deafening thunder sounded loudly, and countless lightnings wrapped around thousands of wooden stakes and bombarded the military formation.

Dozens of soldiers who were rushing outside were not as good as guarding against the sudden change of the formation. The giant tree was slammed down, and the thunder power shot out. Several teams of soldiers were smashed to the ground by the giant tree. The thunder fire made the ban on their bodies shatter, and the armor disappeared one after another. The soldiers howled and burned to ashes by the thunder fire.

After the formation was intentionally expanded, the screams of the soldiers of the Dayu before their death came out of the formation, which made the Dayu soldiers near the Central Army's tent on Yuntai hear clearly. Many senior generals on Yuntai were full of anger. Many irritable generals rushed into the tent and knelt on the ground to ask for battle.

Bo Yunting, who was behind the commander's case, had a gloomy face and looked at the generals who asked for battle coldly.

"The army of 30,000 vanguards have been trapped! Do you still want to give the rebels another victory?"

With a cold snorting, Bo Yunting gritted his teeth and said, "If this formation cannot be cracked, no one is allowed to lead the army to fight! Those who violate the order will engage in military law!"

Wuqi brought an army of 10,000 to Bo Yunting's Central Army, preparing to receive the military talisman letter and join the battle against the Wanxian Alliance again. He left the army on the Yuntai and walked into the tent under the leadership of several military commanders, preparing to report to Bo Yunting that he had recovered from his injury and returned to the team.

After hearing Bo Yunting's scolding, and then looking at the ugly faces of the generals who asked for battle, as well as the sharp howls from the fog outside, Wuqi immediately had an idea. The big formation outside was difficult to break, and these soldiers from Dayu really had difficulty breaking this big formation. After all, they didn't know much about the formation of immortals. Even the priests in Sitian Palace had very few special research on the formation of immortals.

Whether it is the army of Dayu or the priests of Sitian Palace, they prefer to use huge power to destroy all obstacles - just like nine large fireballs that are spraying flames in the sky outside. These demons invited from the outside world give them enough time. They can even burn the mountain and the formation to ashes, but they need time! When they break through the formation, the 30,000 vanguards will be killed or injured long ago.

As for Wuqi, the big array outside seemed to him to have holes everywhere, nothing more than a mesh formation of five maze formations and a five-element thunder formation. In the diagram of the formation that stole the sutra, the level of this formation is the level of ordinary middle-grade immortals to protect the cave.

His eyes rolled, Wuqi bowed to Bo Yunting and then asked for a fight.

"The Grand Secretary Army, Tan Lang, is back from his injury, please break the formation!"

After pondering for a while, Wuqi bowed to Bo Yunting again and said, "When I was exterminated by a casual cultivator Yao Yue Zhenren in the territory, I got a secret of the formation analysis, including the "Five Elements Nested Thunder and Immortal Formation" outside. If I break this formation, I am very sure of breaking this formation!"

Bo Yunting was startled, and then he jumped up ecstatically and laughed loudly: "Okay, if you really can break the formation and kill this group of rioters, it will be your great contribution. I personally ask for your merits!"
Chapter completed!