Chapter 249: Sit on the Mountain and Watch the Tigers Fight
Ying Jiao is a kind of snake demon, and it is only one step away from turning into a dragon. If it can successfully turn into a dragon, it can completely get rid of the shackles of Tianji and leave the cage that binds it.
But for so many years, it has never been able to take this step. Until it felt the blood in the scales last night, it knew that the opportunity had come.
The opportunity was right in front of him, but it was blocked by a large light curtain. Ying Jiao was naturally furious.
Its head was covered with dense snake scales and was extremely strong. Every time it collided, it was like a huge city-breaking hammer hitting Qingtian Sect's sect-protecting formation.
Zou Qi floated in mid-air on his own flying spiritual weapon. He looked at Ying Jiao across the light screen and shouted, "Ying Jiao, my sect and you have never been in conflict with each other. Why do you want to attack us today?"
A ferocious creature like Ying Jiao can still understand human speech to some extent, even if it cannot speak human words.
Zou Qi knew that the station was currently facing a huge crisis. If he wanted to resolve this crisis, he had to first understand why Ying Jiao came to attack them.
Ying Jiao raised his head high and looked at the small figure in front of him. He swallowed snake cores in his mouth and hissed, which must be a response.
But Zou Qi listened for a long time and didn't understand what it was saying...
I can only ask my own monks for help: "Who can understand what it says?"
Only if you understand it will you become a ghost!
Ying Jiao was tired of waiting, because he suddenly felt that the blood energy that had stopped moving showed signs of moving again.
With a bang, Ying Jiao hit his head again.
Zou Qi was furious on the spot: "Ying Jiao, our Qingtian Sect has no intention of being your enemy. No matter what you are here for, please leave as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
How could Ying Jiao endure such threatening words? It suddenly stopped moving, demonic energy billowing around its body, and its green eyes became deeper and deeper. Then it opened its mouth and breathed out green mist at the light screen in front of it. spit out.
Even if Zou Qi knew that the protective formation would not be broken, the mist could not do anything to him, so he could not help but be frightened and retreated.
A stabbing sound came out, and the light curtain dimmed very quickly in the area shrouded by green mist. This mist was obviously highly corrosive. Fortunately, the Qingtian Sect mobilized the monks in the formation to repair it frantically. Only then could we barely maintain it.
Upon seeing this, Ying Jiao spit out more green mist, and in an instant, the light curtain of the sect-protecting formation was like a handful of salt thrown into hot oil, boiling completely.
It was also a little dizzy after being hit with the headbutt too many times. Suddenly it found that its snake mist was useful, so it was naturally not polite.
On the slope five miles away, Lu Ye quietly admired this scene, and had a more accurate understanding of the strength of the corresponding dragon. There is a high probability that this vicious creature can really break through the Qingtian Sect's sect-protecting formation on its own. However, It will take some time.
"Brother Yiye!" Brother and sister Hao Ren ran over again. The reason why they knew Lu Ye was here was naturally because they contacted him through a message.
And through Hao Ren, he also learned another thing, that is, hundreds of monks were dispatched from Silver Light Island and were rushing here.
This was something Lu Ye liked to hear and expected.
When he was separated from the Hao Ren brothers and sisters, he had already revealed the news that Ying Jiao was going to attack the Qingtian Sect's headquarters. Lu Ye believed that Hao Ren would definitely pass the news back to Yinguang Island.
As long as the guards of Silver Light Island are not stupid, they will realize this is an opportunity.
Now it seems that there has indeed been a large-scale dispatch on Silver Light Island.
What he didn't know was that things were somewhat different from what he thought. The Yinguang Island side did not move out after hearing the news about Ying Jiao, but had already dispatched before that.
But it doesn't matter. After all, everyone has the same goal.
"How long will it take to arrive?"
"Within an hour or two." Hao Ren replied.
An hour or two is just enough to let Ying Jiao's side struggle for a while. Once the monks from Silver Light Island arrive, they can launch a massive attack. I don't believe that Qingtian Sect's large formation can withstand it by then!
In fact, at this moment, the Qingtian Sect's formation was somewhat unable to withstand it.
The protective strength of the protective array is related to the stored spiritual power. The more spiritual power is stored in daily life, the stronger the protection it can provide at critical moments. Of course, this kind of storage also has a limit and cannot be unlimited. store.
The Jade Blood Sect currently has its own protective formation. Lu Ye took the time to study it and knew something about it.
The total amount of stored spiritual power is directly related to the number of formation bases deployed, so Hua Ci said at that time that the more formation bases, the stronger the protective power.
The Qingtian Sect's protective formation has an unknown number of bases, but the protection is much stronger than that of the Blue Blood Sect. This is the inner circle after all, and if the protection is not strong enough, it will not be able to stop the enemy forces from attacking.
But even if he had stored enough spiritual power on weekdays, he still couldn't resist Ying Jiao's tossing at this moment.
The green snake mist is too corrosive, condenses and does not disperse, and lasts for a long time. Ying Jiao is currently surrounding the light curtain of Qingtian Sect, constantly spitting out snake mist.
Looking around, there are large expanses of green on the semicircular light curtain over there. Every area covered by green can hear a squeaking sound. The luster of the light curtain is also constantly flashing. The Qingtian Sect's protective formation The spiritual energy stored in daily life is being consumed at an extremely fast rate.
It can be said that the damage caused by Ying Jiao's headbutt to the protective formation is still within the range. If Ying Jiao only attacks with his headbutt, he will never be able to break through the formation, because while the spiritual power of the formation is being consumed, It is also being added continuously.
But the snake mist is different. After this thing was sprayed out by Ying Jiao, it continued to corrode and destroy the formation. This caused the spiritual energy stored in the formation to flow away, just like opening a floodgate to release water.
"Brother, I can't hold on for too long." Yu Hongbao rushed to Zou Qi with a serious face, "Junior brother Zhang Hang reported that if we don't find a way to contain Ying Jiao, the spiritual power consumption of the formation will become greater and greater. It will not take three or four hours for the formation to break."
"Three or four hours!"
Zou Qi's eyes were red. He couldn't figure out why Ying Jiao was crazy and why he came here to harm the Qingtian Sect. You know, with the protection of his own sect's formation, even if the entire Yinguang Island attacked, it could hold on for a day or two, but facing Ying Jiao, it could only hold on for a few hours.
Staring at Ying Jiao, which was constantly spewing snake mist, Zou Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Wait a little longer."
The ferocious beast Ying Jiao is too powerful. Even if the monks under his sect go out to fight, they are definitely not its opponent, and there will be countless casualties.
But he found one thing, that is, as Ying Jiao spewed snake mist, its breath was also weakening. In other words, it had to pay a price for spewing snake mist.
If you want to fight Ying Jiao, you must wait until it weakens to a certain extent, otherwise there is no fight!
The situation is deadlocked, Ying Jiao can't break the formation for a while, and the monks of Qingtian Sect can only wait.
After another hour, Ying Jiao's breath weakened a lot, and Yu Hongbao came to ask for help again, because the spiritual power stored in the formation is even less, and it may only last for about another hour.
Zou Qi knew that he couldn't wait any longer.
During the waiting period, he had made arrangements and deployments, and at this moment he raised his arms and shouted: "Open the formation and kill the enemy!"
Under the actions of the monks of Qingtian Sect, the formation slowly opened a gap, and the monks who had been prepared swarmed out along the gap.
The body cultivators holding various defensive spiritual weapons were in the front, the soldier cultivators and ghost cultivators were in the back, and the magic cultivators were in the end. The medical cultivators were ready to treat their injured monks.
Hundreds of monks in the entire Qingtian Sect moved at this moment.
The light of magic and control tools first bloomed, and colorful lights blasted towards Ying Jiao's huge body. This fierce attack actually made Ying Jiao stagger, and sparks flew all over the snake's body.
Before one wave of attacks was over, another wave of attacks had already started, and they continued.
The Qingtian Sect obviously had experience in dealing with such powerful monsters and was well versed in the way of siege. Under the dense and unremitting attacks, Ying Jiao was actually unstable and kept retreating.
At this time, Zou Qi's ability was seen. His decision to hold back until this moment was indeed wise. Ying Jiao consumed too much power to break the Qingtian Sect's formation. Otherwise, if it was Ying Jiao at his peak, even if there were hundreds of people from the Qingtian Sect, it would be in vain.
With a hissing sound, Ying Jiao twisted his body, and the surging demon essence on his body became much thinner. The control tools and magic skills used by the seventh and eighth level cultivators did not pose much threat to it. A single one might not even be able to break its snake scales, but once the number was sufficient, it would cause a qualitative change.
The fine snake scales were blown off, revealing Ying Jiao's skin and flesh. Under the attack of the Qingtian Sect monks, it shed a stream of snake blood.
Several times it wanted to open its mouth to spit out snake mist, but the Qingtian Sect's magic cultivators found the right opportunity to throw magic into its mouth, forcing Ying Jiao to close its mouth tightly.
Five miles away, Lu Ye frowned.
Ying Jiao seemed to be weaker than he thought. Under the siege of the Qingtian Sect monks, it felt like it had no power to fight back.
If the situation continued to develop like this, then the Qingtian Sect would most likely be able to kill this beast. He had worked hard for most of the day, but was he sending money to the Qingtian Sect?
Not only did he think so, but Zou Qi, who was commanding his monks to fight, also thought so. Seeing Ying Jiao retreating step by step, he couldn't help but feel that this thing was nothing special, which made him nervous for a long time.
But everyone underestimated Ying Jiao's cunning. Snakes are inherently vicious, not to mention the powerful snake demon even if it turned into a dragon.
When the Qingtian Sect cultivators pushed Ying Jiao back several dozen feet, Ying Jiao suddenly lowered his head without warning, and lightning flashed from the flesh corners on his head, and a thunderbolt of lightning from his arm blasted into the magic cultivator camp behind the crowd.
When the lightning exploded, several weak magic cultivators nearby instantly turned into blood mist. Not only that, the fine lightning began to wander, and a large number of magic cultivators trembled violently, and the spells they were performing had to be interrupted.
Boom boom boom...
Thunder kept blasting out from the flesh corners, and the magic cultivator camp was in trouble instantly, with more than 20 to 30 people killed and injured.
The remaining magic cultivators could hardly cast spells for a while.
Zou Qi's expression of joy was frozen on his face, and the joy in his heart was shattered by these thunderbolts.