The battle of monks broke out in Fengdu City, the underworld, allowed the war preparation team soldiers monitored by the transit station in real time, and the staff in the command center who could see the specific picture later felt an impact.
A word from the word "cultivation" has an inexplicable impact on the modern scientific and technological system.
Apart from that, there is only emotion left.
In a short period of time, there were the instructors of the combat readiness group who sacrificed their lives to the rear, Zhang Zikuang's struggle, and the domineering and viciousness of the giant evil spirit;
There were seven or eight Jindan monks on his own who turned around and attacked the evil spirits together, and this fairy who did not speak suddenly exploded...
No one expected that Mu Wanxuan's strength would be so powerful!
In front of this ferocious ghost, Fairy Buyu is so weak, but she uses her weak body to control Yin and Yang!
The positive and negative Tai Chi diagram condensed by the two qi of Yin and Yang connects the endless vitality of the small underworld, and is pressing the evil ghost down a little bit, curled up, and slowly kneeling on the ground!
However, this evil ghost is really much higher than the Golden Pill Realm.
Mu Wanxuan used all her strength to activate such a great Yin-Yang technique, but she only temporarily suppressed the evil spirit. In just over ten seconds, the magic had already pulled away 30% of her magic power!
Even if it is just the drone's downward view, if you zoom in slightly, you can find Mu Wanxuan's two slender hands trembling constantly...
She couldn't hold on for too long.
The other Jindan masters on their side seemed to have received her reminder. They each broke out in an attack and immediately retreated and did not fight.
They just tried with all their strength and tried together.
The result of the attempt was a bit unsatisfactory, even if the power of several Jindan realm monks attacked the left ankle of the ferocious ghost, they still failed to achieve too obvious results. They could not even break the vicious ghost's purple scales.
If you want to defeat this evil ghost, you must have magical weapons without suppressing magic power!
As soon as everyone retreated, Mu Wanxuan was about to be unable to hold on, but she wanted to cover her masters to retreat to a safe distance, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered.
The ferocious ghost suddenly let out a burst of roar before he was about to kneel down, and his huge body burst out with a rich black air!
This shocking demonic energy suddenly surged upwards, and the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram above was directly broken!
His body trembled slightly, and a trace of blood blew out of Mu Wanxuan's mouth. The little face, which was already Ao Shuang Linchen, was pale and colorless. He waved his little hand to the front, and his body immediately retreated backwards.
The yin and yang energy in the body seemed to be somewhat unbalanced, but Mu Wanxuan had no time to distract herself and balance, so she could only step on the Bingli Sword and retreat quickly.
According to the simple plan they had just made, they were trying to attack the evil ghost with all their might to see if they could defeat the evil ghost. If they could not defeat it, how much damage it could cause to the evil ghost.
Now it seems almost zero.
At this time, they had to give up the idea of ​​fighting against this evil ghost head-on, temporarily avoiding the battle or fighting, waiting for their own firepower support to see the effect or think of other methods.
The demonic energy condensed into a huge palm, slapped Mu Wanxuan in a rush. Fortunately, two Buddhist masters on his side had already appeared beside Mu Wanxuan;
A Buddha light burst out around an old monk, temporarily blocking the demonic energy. Another monk who used the convenient shovel threw out a string of Buddhist beads. The Buddhist beads turned into more than ten golden light balls and crashed into the demonic energy, which quickly caused bursts of thunder.
Joining Zhang Zikuang and Yan Zhengnan, eleven of our Jindan masters gathered and retreated again.
Those ghosts are still fighting. This is not because the two elders of Diyin Sect have hidden their private interests before, but it is really...
At the critical moment, they understood some of the effects of this black and white ghost banner.
Previously, according to the clan's classics, this ghost banner was used to unblock ghost soldiers, and I didn't know that it could also control ghosts.
They have never used it before, and their practical and theoretical knowledge is obviously different, so they can't blame them for anything.
The black-skinned souls behind them were chasing them, and the demonic energy was once again wrapped around the giant evil ghost.
The giant ferocious ghost seemed to have been irritated, roared repeatedly, and his demonic energy rolled. He took big steps and ran. His movements were not seen at all slow and heavy, and he rushed towards the eleven people.
The eleven people were divided into two groups again and began to take turns to attract the attention of the evil ghosts.
The only thing that can be relied on now is their intelligence, which has an overwhelming advantage over this evil ghost.
In the air, another battle situation became increasingly fierce at this time.
At the corner of the video, you can always see Qing Yanzi fighting with the black shadow. The dark golden light on the former was already a little dim, but most of the demonic energy around the latter was evaporated!
How could Qing Yanzi not know the dangers of the rest of his own people in the city?
But although the ancient demon in front of him was only as strong as the peak of the Golden Dan realm, he was cunning and insidious, and his actions were vicious and threatened to his cultivators.
If he abandons this powerful enemy and joins his disciples, the twelve of them will face the attack of ancient demons and evil ghosts, which is the worst situation.
Qing Yanzi made this judgment was not wrong. Although he had the upper hand at this time, he was still a little anxious and even more like fighting for his life. He learned all kinds of methods in his life, and beat the ancient demon to no aura!
Nothing else, just because...
"There are a few monks on your side who can't hold on to their magic power!"
In the command center, a slightly younger investigative officer suddenly shouted this sentence, which made the young man and woman who had just breathed a sigh of relief tense again.
In the latest video clip on the big screen, the old monk sitting on the jade lotus, two Taoist priests of the Jindan realm with slightly lower cultivation, had slowed down at this time.
The situation was also a little bad, and the fairy Mu Wanxuan, who had just been shaking the ferocious ghost. At this time, Mu Wanxuan's figure on the Bingli Sword was also slightly shaken;
If there weren't monks around them who used their magic power to pull four people, they would have been unable to hold on for too long.
This was the scene two or three minutes ago. What is going on now? Are there any casualties? Everyone was a little worried and anxiously staring at these scenes that were actually "outdated".
Our only hope...
Our only hope is those six medium-range missiles!
If the power of these six missiles cannot cause substantial damage to this evil ghost, these monks on his side may have to suffer casualties and then retreat to Fengdu City in a mess...
Exploring the eighteen levels of hell, supporting the "female corpse", and preventing the small underworld from colliding into the Great China... there is no way to talk about these!
Who can blame this?
No one is wrong.
The first one sent were the twelve masters with the highest cultivation level and combat power in the first echelon in the Taoist world. The Taoist practice has just been revived for less than ten years!
The operational firepower platform within the Gate of Hell is limited, and the level of support for modern weapons is also limited.
"Let the old master and the others gather and prepare to enter the gates of hell to meet the monks on his side," Chi Ling ordered in a calm tone, but her forehead was already covered in sweat at this time.
After working continuously for too long and being too nervous, Chi Ling could hardly hold on.
An old man from the combat readiness team ordered: "The second nuclear weapons application has been approved by the superiors.
Now, let the two missile launch platforms exit the gates of hell immediately, quickly replace the conventional warhead with nuclear warheads, and then load the tactical nuclear bombs again after the unmanned bomber returns.
After you are ready, I will hand over the launch command and detonation authority to the person in charge of the transit station later.”
"Is there any way to help them in the research institute?"
"We have the heart but not the strength," sighed an old man from the research institute. "We have arranged dozens of groups to discuss how to prevent the space overlap between the underworld and the living, and strive to come up with a plan as soon as possible."
So the question returned to the original point.
What else can these people who are guarding outside the gates of hell do?
"Group, leader!"
A female soldier of a technical job in the corner stood up and shouted, "Another twelve-second video came over. One of the six missiles we have launched had a slight deviation in the data! The drone captured a set of pictures..."
"Switch the video to the big screen!"
"yes!"
The female warrior pressed the button twice quickly, and a short video appeared on the screen. It was a drone responsible for information transfer and navigation at a high altitude in the underworld, which happened to be captured by the scene.
First, several missiles passed by the sky, and the missile's "body position" began to tilt its head slightly downward, entering the final acceleration stage.
But when the last missile flew past, the image was paused and stationary, and the image that locked the missile quickly magnified.
I saw that missile...
Shocks of exclamations came from all over the command center.
...
In Fengdu City, four or five figures continued to speed in the air, attracting the giant ferocious ghost to turn around.
Apart from a thousand meters, on the main street near the Xiduan City Gate, Mu Wanxuan and the Taoist Priest of Shushan stood one after another, constantly taking action, killing the black-skinned souls flying around and repelling them.
Behind the two, two Buddhist masters, two inheritors of Taoism, and the instructor of the combat preparation group, Zhang Zikuang was meditating with his eyes closed. Some of them had exhausted their magic power, and some of them were injured by demonic energy when their magic power was empty. At this time, they had to heal on the spot.
Zhang Zikuang gritted his teeth, his body was almost covered with spirit gathering talismans, and his heart kept roaring.
Faster, faster, recover one or two percent of the cultivation level quickly. Don’t be like waiting for death. You have to let the younger generation fight to protect yourself!
However, they didn't notice that although the beautiful figure who was standing in front of them had two or three percent of its magic power remaining, their expression was already extremely poor.
No one knew how severely Mu Wanxuan suffered when the Yin-Yang Grinding Pan was broken just now.
The balance of yin and yang in the body was broken for a moment, and a few cracks appeared in the golden elixir. Although there was still a few magic power in the body at this time, the backlash of the imbalance of yin and yang was making her situation worse and worse.
But Mu Wanxuan still insisted on herself, even though her figure was shaking at this moment...
Bite her lip, she refused to retreat. From the outskirts of her eyes, she saw the master fighting fiercely in the air, with a little stubbornness in her eyes.
The two qi of Yin and Yang are Haoyuan...
Blood suddenly flowed from the corner of Mu Wanxuan's mouth, dripping onto her Lingxian skirt, but it was so sad.
The elder of Shushan Sword Sect hurriedly said, "Don't speak!"
"fine!"
Mu Wanxuan answered softly, forcibly stabilized her body, and once again used the Yin-Yang Haoyuan Formation to temporarily hold the dozens of evil souls pounced in front of her.
She was still persevering, although she was already holding on.
With his little hands clenched his fists, the evil souls exploded into black fog again, but there were still fierce souls rushing forward...
Not long after, maybe only half a minute, or maybe it had been a while, Mu Wanxuan heard people around her shouting "Support is coming" and "quit quickly".
Her gaze was already blurred and saw several fireballs that exploded in the distance, and saw the huge body of the ferocious ghost being blown over.
Almost at the same time, a silver light fell from the sky like a meteor, hitting five meters away in front of Mu Wanxuan.
It was a sword box, a sword box that Mu Wanxuan was extremely familiar with.
In the lower left corner of the sword box, on the small electronic screen embedded in the ground, the activated fingerprint lock is shining, and a slight engine sound is heard, but it is so clear in the roar of the fierce soul...
"division……"
The senior sister let out a gentle breath, the smile at the corner of her mouth was a little calm and relaxed again; she slowly fell forward, but the fierce souls pounced on again.
Feeling Mu Wanxuan falling down, Zhang Zikuang opened his eyes suddenly. The Taoist priest Shushan immediately turned around to drive the flying sword to rescue. The other four people who were meditating and regulating their breathing were about to take action immediately...
but!
call out
A cold light suddenly appeared, and the colorful fairy light flowed, as fast as lightning that struck across!
The more than ten evil souls closest to Mu Wanxuan are frozen in shape, either jumping up, pounce forward, or raising their claws, all of which are stagnant and hanging in the air!
A breeze blew by the elder of Shushan, and by Zhang Zikuang's face. The figure that was sliding by quickly was even before the breeze!
Before Mu Wanxuan fell to the ground, her slender waist was steadily wrapped by an arm...
At this time, Zhang Zikuang and the others saw that the figure before the breeze was the familiar young sword cultivator!
In front, dozens of evil spirits exploded, and a long sword shining with cold light popped out of the sword box. The immortal flying sword that had swung for a very fast time had already turned back and swept quickly across the sword cultivator's shoulder!
The young sword cultivator had already hugged Mu Wanxuan tightly, and streams of pure pure Yang magic power were injected into her body, quickly suppressing the turbulent yin and yang energy in her body.
The originally calm face was full of coldness and sternness. He looked up at the dense black-skinned evil ghost on the street ahead, his eyes extremely cold!
"Senior sister, hug me tight."
"Um."
Before he finished speaking, he had already hugged Mu Wanxuan and rushed out.
The seven-star steps under his feet were urged to the extreme. He held the Wuling Sword. Even if he hugged someone, he was still as fast as an illusion. The colorful immortal sword kept flying beside him!
Wherever you pass, the evil souls are slashed, and the galaxies spread across the main street of Fengdu City, the sword lights are so dazzling!
Before Zhang Zikuang and the others could laugh, their eyes were attracted by the fierce ghost who stood up again. The fierce ghost let out a roar of shock and the demonic energy surged again, with great momentum covering the sky!
But at this moment, a white shadow was right in front of the ferocious ghost, and a scream made a sharp sound from his mouth, completely suppressing the ferocious ghost's roar!
Chapter completed!