Chapter 857 Using Witches as Blades, Taiyi Breaks the Five Constants!

The sound of the horns of the Wu Clan was a bit sad, but the face of a famous Wu Clan child was full of firmness and strength, as if he was thinking of the last afterglow of the Wu Clan, who should have been the main force in this battle.

The army waiting to be dispatched in front took the initiative to give up a place for these witches, but after a while, Li Jing's order was issued, and all the witches rushed to the snowfield, leaping and roaring, rushing towards the powerful enemies ahead.

At this moment, a horn sounded from outside the sky, and another group of Wu Clan children rushed into the wilderness, totaling more than 1,800, but the aura of each Wu Clan child was so thick and sharp!

With a bald head, four arms, and a gleaming beast spirit core on his chest, Daang charged forward, and witches and witches were behind. The eighteen hundred witches were like one thousand and eight hundred killing gods, and their murderous appearance even made Venerable Qingmu look at them a few more times.

Da Ang yelled at the drum platform where Li Jing was located: "Under Zhenjun Erlang's tent, he belongs to the former Wu Clan, come to claim the battle!"

"Let's go!" Li Jing would not be scornful, pointing his fingers forward, he pointed out a place of fierce battle, and Da Ang flew away directly with the group of witches.

As soon as he made a move, the Wu clan children who took Yang Jian a lot of effort to cultivate became a blockbuster.

There is no need to mention Da Ang and several other great witches who have leapt in strength, and veteran masters such as witch ghosts and witches.

Let's talk about the eighteen hundred witches!

Based on the three-talent formation, they brought the combination of three people to the extreme. Although their overall cultivation was only at the peak of Jinxian or Daluo, they were decisive and good at fighting.

If they are taken out individually, they are all ruthless horns one after another, the real fierce soldiers honed in the field of life and death.

But at this time, based on the three-talent formation, they have the ability to advance and retreat while being sharp, and they rely on each other to protect each other when attacking. However, they broke through a five-permanent formation in an instant, and wiped out thousands of dead and resurrected monks on the other side!

This is a sharp blade, which directly tore a seemingly small wound on the battle situation.

But this wound is gradually expanding under the pull of the sharp blade...

Venerable Aoki directly dispatched hundreds of big Luos secretly, supplemented by two five permanent formations, a total of ten thousand monks quickly suppressed, trying to crush this small group of elites from the prehistoric camp.

But these Wu Clan children did not hesitate, even without the command of Da Ang and others, they seemed to be connected with each other.

The three talents are on the formation, and then there is a big formation!

There is also the method of concentrating the formation, which can be based on the formation of three talents, and directly use thirty-six people to arrange it into a simplified formation of all gods and gods!

One after another, the figures of vast giants appeared between the sky and the earth, a total of forty-nine, and they continued to bombard and kill like crazy monsters.

The two five permanent formations were directly torn apart by the fist wind of these strong men, and the monks on the side of the strongest were immediately defeated.

"good!"

Seeing this, Li Jing couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing, if there were a hundred times more troops, no, ten times more, today's battle would have a 30% chance of winning!

It's a pity that Li Jing looked at the other Wu clan children who fought against the enemy's army. Although they were brave and brave, they were still far behind Yang Jian, a thousand and eight hundred witches.

Presumably this was the painstaking effort of Zhenjun Erlang.

With this in mind, Li Jing naturally didn't dare to be careless, and turned the big battle in that small area into a key battle situation. As long as he found that the opponent mobilized a large number of masters to encircle and suppress the 1,800 witches, Li Jing would send enough reinforcements to protect these witches from being oppressed by the opponent.

And these 1,800 witches did not disappoint Li Jing, and of course, they did not disappoint Yang Jian either. They were indeed like the sharp blade that ripped through the enemy's defenses, and they were sharper than Yang Jian expected back then.

However, apart from this somewhat narrow battle situation, other places are still bloody battles...

Li Jing's face was calm, and he deployed the army well. Although he was playing a game with a sage who survived from the prehistoric era, his military strategy was not inferior to the opponent's.

It's just that the five permanent formations really let the Xeon take advantage of it.

Just as he was thinking, a stream of light came from the sky, but a jade talisman landed in front of Li Jing.

At this time, the battle situation is at a stalemate, who would dare to disturb his command and dispatch of the prehistoric army with such a jade talisman?

Li Jing brought the jade talisman with a little dissatisfaction, but after a quick glance, his complexion changed drastically, and then he was ecstatic, raised his head and laughed.

"Good! Good! Good! The Wuchang formation can be broken!"

After the drum beat stopped for a while, Li Jing summoned hundreds of immortals who practiced the way of formation, and spread the method of breaking formation and changing formation recorded in the jade talisman to all parts of the army.

At the beginning, there were not many changes, but after half an hour, the five permanent formations in various places began to be broken one after another...

"Constantly responding to changes, the five constants contain the way of impermanence." On the mountain peak on the shore of the North Sea, the real Taiyi, whose hair was all gray and long, stopped and stood, and murmured softly: "The subtlety of this array, if a poor Taoist knows it, a lifetime is enough."

Chu Qi on the side hurried forward, wanting to save a mouthful of his natal immortal essence for the real Taiyi, but the real Taiyi just waved his hand lightly.

"I have nothing to do, so I don't need to waste mana, I just save it to deal with such big battles."

Master Taiyi coughed twice, sat down cross-legged, his breathing was weak, but still there.

This is not a Dao injury, it is actually exhausting so much energy that it almost cost him his life...

However, Daoist Taiyi and the dozens of tired formation masters behind him saved the lives of countless monks for Honghuang.

The five permanent formations failed, although Venerable Aoki changed the formations in time, even if he was a Daoist saint, he still couldn't come up with a method comparable to the five permanent formations.

There was a little regret in his eyes, but at this time the army of the most powerful is still in an all-round advantage, and Venerable Aoki waved his long sleeves, as if pushing away a game of chess and starting over.

The war is still extremely anxious.

A steady stream of troops rushed in from the heavens, from the ancient pilgrimage roads, and from the chaotic sea outside the sky, filling the huge casualties and consumption of the prehistoric camp.

From the Black Spirit Kingdom to the primordial sea of ​​chaos, batch after batch of spirit clan troops stationed in various places continued to move forward.

If this fight continues, there are actually only two endings——

The prehistoric side was defeated by exhaustion of masters, or the army of the dead who had been so powerful with supreme supernatural powers was completely wiped out by the prehistoric monks.

At this moment, it seems that everything is still unknown.

Nether World, at the end of the Santu River.

Countless Yin soldiers and Buddhist soldiers rushed forward one after another, and there was also an army of monks sent by the strongest, but the number and strength were several grades lower than those of Honghuang Beihai.

But the ingenious thing is that the army of monks here is just enough to threaten the safety of the Nether Realm, but it can be stopped by the two forces of the Nether Realm...

It seems that Venerable Aoki deliberately created a situation of evenly matched forces, and put his main energy on annihilating the main force of the flood.

Even the saint who stayed here had no intention of fighting, just hiding in the distance and waiting for something.

In this way, there is not much danger to Hong Huang's most important place of the six reincarnations. The two female saints work together to suppress the six reincarnations. Although they cannot go to the astrolabe to participate in the battle, let alone go to the outer sky to help Yang Jian.

"Friend Daoist, why do I always feel that something is wrong?"

Nuwa suddenly opened her eyes, with a little thought in her calm face.

Empress Hou Tu also pinched her fingers to calculate, but she could only shake her head lightly and didn't say much.

"The catastrophe has already begun, and everything is possible to happen. You and I only need to guard this place, and we must trust them for the rest."

Empress Nuwa nodded slightly, and glanced at the six realms of reincarnation, seeing Liuya, Xiaochan'er, and a group of fairies from the Wa Palace retreating there, she began to wonder in her heart whether she had neglected those things.

Suddenly a young monk in white clothes came to visit with dozens of Buddhist masters shining with golden light. There is no reason for the two saints to disappear.

The little monk in white stood on the back of the divine beast Diting, stopped outside the Six Paths of Reincarnation, folded his hands together and saluted slowly to the two empresses.

"Amitabha, little monk Ksitigarbha, pay homage to the two saints and empresses."

"Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha doesn't need to be polite," Nuwa said indifferently, "You are not guarding the front, why are you here?"

"It's for business purposes," the young monk in white didn't seem to dare to look up casually, and therefore, the playful smile at the corner of his mouth didn't attract anyone's attention.

Houtu asked back: "What's the matter?"

The little monk in white said: "Now the Great Desolation is in a bitter battle, and the monks from all sides have suffered huge losses. Now the battle in the Nether World is stable. The other party obviously wants to hold us back on the defensive, so that we cannot spare our hands to support the Great Desolate North Continent. The little monk thought, why don't we break the army in front of us."

Hearing this, Empress Nuwa seemed a little moved, but Houtu shook her head lightly...

After a while, dozens of Buddhist masters returned the same way.

The young monk in white on Di Ting's back had a very calm expression, as if he wasn't the one who was rejected by Houtu sternly just now.

But he was always taught a few words by Houtu, and his face gradually changed from calm to gloomy...

"Bodhisattva," listened to the words of the beast, "let's guard this place well, why do we have to join the battle on the ground?"

These words naturally had hidden meanings, as if they were asking the little monk in white why he made a move at this time.

"You're right," Jizo nodded lightly, and gently twirled a string of rosary beads in his hand, "It's not yet the time for me to make a move, so wait a little longer, let's just treat it as a show."

Hearing this, the Buddhist masters behind him looked at each other secretly, each of them was a little confused.

The donkey's lips are not right with the horse's mouth, so naturally I don't know what it means.

...

Beyond the sky, the fight between the two giants has swept away millions of miles of Chaos Sea, and the area that Yang Jian and the Venerable Earth have stepped into during the battle, apart from the prehistoric desolation, is already tens of thousands of miles away.

But up to this point in the fierce battle, Yang Jian's Dharma body has remained as usual, and Yang Jian's deity has not changed his face, his breath has not diminished, and there is no flaw at all.

In contrast, Venerable Earth was quite embarrassed. Although the huge shield in his hand was also an innate treasure and a magic weapon of a saint, many shallow cracks had already appeared at this time.

Without this magic weapon, Venerable Earth thought to himself, no matter how strong his Xuanwu Avatar was, it would be difficult to resist Yang Jian's stormy attack for too long.

Fortunately, Yang Jian suddenly folded and retreated, giving Venerable Earth a chance to temporarily repair the shield in his hand.

But the next scene made Venerable Earth a little unclear.

Yang Jian used Shentong again, but this time it was similar to Venerable Tu's supernatural power.

Spiritual Core Supernatural Powers True God Xuanwu!

Yang Jian's gaze was like lightning, and he stared at Venerable Earth closely. Then his body was surrounded by the True God of Xuanwu, and he attacked Venerable Earth again.

The offensive was a bit fiercer than before.

The next update will be at noon tomorrow, and I will be dripping and taking medicine. I feel too sleepy, and I can't stand it anymore.