Chapter 447: Sudden Change in Form (Thanks to "Hello Wang Dameng"

Chapter 447 A sudden change in form (Thanks to the "Hello Wang Dameng" boss for the 10,000 reward!)

Everyone nodded and agreed with Wu Daoran's words.

Although human monks do not have an advantage against monster kings of the same realm in one-on-one situations, they mostly rely on their innate fur minions to fight monsters. The biggest advantage of human beings is that they can make and use various tools. .

From formation treasures to assist in practice, offensive and defensive instruments that are indispensable in battle, and elixirs for healing and improving cultivation, there are also multi-functional formations, and even to control monsters and beasts in battle.

Under various methods, although the human race does not have an advantage when facing the demon race, it will not be easily defeated.

In this situation, when the number of humans increases and a systematic team is formed, the weak advantage of the demon clan disappears.

This is also the reason why everyone agrees with Wu Daoran.

Just like the group of monster beasts that surrounded them now, even though the number of monster beasts was five times that of the human monks, it was a disparity in power.

But with just a few words from Wu Daoran, many monsters stopped and showed hesitation, and some even left directly.

Among the human monks, if the positions were reversed, there would never be even a trace of hesitation from the human race because of these words.

This is related to the problem that the demon race has always had.

The human race has the same culture and species. Everyone has the same nose, two eyes, hands and feet. The same appearance naturally gave rise to the broad concept of "the same race".

In the absence of external threats, the human race continues to fight among themselves and become acrimonious.

But once there is an external threat, the human race, which had been fighting internally and even forming deep hatreds, will surprisingly remain consistent with the outside world. Only if they want to eliminate the external threat will they continue to fight internally.

But the demon clan is different. The demon clan is just a general term. It is actually a broader concept composed of many non-human beings, beasts, etc.

There are many different races in the large group of monsters, and there are even many relationships between each other as natural enemies and as superiors and subordinates in the food chain.

If in normal times, two monsters that are natural enemies of each other meet in the wild, it would be unrealistic to decide whether they would live or die.

Therefore, although the number of these monsters is far greater than that of the human race, they basically maintain the idea of ​​​​fighting on their own. Only a few monsters will try to unite the monster kings of other races.

But this kind of situation is rare after all. The demon clan values ​​strength. Without the strength to suppress everything, it is basically impossible to command all the demon clan.

The current demon clan, on the one hand, has stayed behind the Ten Thousand Demon Sect for too long, and the desire for Tianyuan Continent is burning in their hearts all the time. This has forced the originally scattered demon clan to be twisted together.

On the other hand, the top demon emperors among the major demon clans personally endorsed the entire demon clan alliance, which forcibly bridged this problem.

But despite this, after arriving on the battlefield, without the supervision of the highest level of the family group, the demon kings' goals obviously shifted.

From being fearless at the beginning to living an ignoble existence, the demon kings had no burden at all during the transition.

Wu Daoran stroked his beard and said confidently: "Unless a peerless demon king who can subdue all demon kings comes here and forcibly unites all the demon kings, otherwise these demon kings are nothing more than walking merits to us. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the monks in the defensive formation lit up. These were all meritorious achievements.

Normally, after they encounter a monster, they will consider whether they can survive the fight and whether they can leave smoothly after the fight.

But now, for the human monks, looking at the monsters outside the formation is like seeing the merits of walking.

Exactly.

"Haha, Mr. Wu is right. While these monsters haven't left too far, I will try to kill them first. This way, no matter whether the subsequent group of monsters fight or flee, the minimum meritorious service is guaranteed."

After hearing this, a monk suddenly said eagerly.

Liang Ling agreed very much, and at the same time warned sternly: "Yes, you will rely on Senior Wu's Xuanxiang Iron Wall Formation to take action freely, but remember not to step out of the formation, otherwise you will be very likely to be attacked by the Demon King. When the body dies, the Tao disappears.”

"Don't worry, Mr. Liang Xiaofeng, we all understand this."

Liang Ling came from Qingxia Mountain and was the most outstanding disciple of Qingxia Mountain. His Taoist skills were superb, so he was called "Little Feng Lord".

After receiving Liang Ling's warning, the monk who was still a little complacent immediately calmed down and began to search for the corresponding opponent.

The battle started almost instantly, with countless powerful attacks of various forms hitting the demon clan team.

In just one encounter, a few demon kings who were rushing to the front but not very high in cultivation were smashed to death by dozens of Taoist techniques.

"Hahaha, that's good enough!"

After the meritorious service was obtained, some monks burst out laughing.

Upon seeing this, the others became even more ruthless.

The human race relies on the defense of the large formation, and casualties are basically non-existent.

On the other hand, the demon tribe, due to the lack of corresponding organizations, faced the overwhelming attacks, all they could do was rely on themselves to dodge.

Comparing the two, the demon clan suddenly fell into a disadvantage, and was beaten by the human monks to the point where they could not hold their heads up.

"Haha, if we keep going like this, I can hold on until the war is over." Wu Daoran looked at the shaking formation plate in his hand, feeling proud in his chest.

"Mr. Wu, what a good trick!" "Mr. Wu."

Wu Daoran smiled when he heard the compliments from the defensive formation monks, but before the smile fully bloomed, it froze in vain on his face.

Wu Daoran suddenly turned his head and looked towards the distance behind the demon clan outside the formation.

Relying on Xuanxiang's Iron Wall Formation, Wu Daoran's spiritual consciousness at this moment can already extend more than ten miles away.

And just behind the demon clan, on the horizon, a dazzling platinum light was coming at a terrifying speed.

Even though they haven't met yet, the killing power alone made Wu Daoran's mouth twitch.

‘You can’t just say whatever you want, right? ’

Wu Daoran couldn't help but murmur in his heart, but the platinum light didn't give him much time. In just a few breaths, the platinum light flew over like lightning with a suppressive and killing power.

The platinum light flew in front of us, but did not slow down at all. It hit the Xuanxiang Iron Wall Formation like a meteor.

Many monks only reacted at this moment, and they all looked at the platinum light that suddenly appeared outside the formation in shock.

Under the gaze of everyone, the platinum light suddenly hit the black iron mask, and then the platinum light suddenly exploded, and then countless platinum golden gases turned into stinging fangs, hitting Xuan Iron fiercely. On the photomask.

The fierceness of his voice made everyone's hearts tighten!

There are too many bee sting fangs transformed by the Xinjin Qi. Even though they are not very powerful, when they hit the protective light shield, they still erupted with rumbling white light, and the dark iron shield made a continuous "dinging" sound. Constant crunching sound.

Fortunately, the defense of the Xuanxiang Iron Wall Formation was extremely astonishing. Under such a dense attack, there were only a few ripples. When the attack was over, the formation returned to its original state.

Until then, no one had time to look at the location where the platinum light exploded.

This kind of power naturally attracted Lu Ya's attention. While absorbing the spiritual energy in the spirit stone, Lu Ya was curious about what the demon king with such sharp golden energy looked like.

Thinking this, he also looked up.

Then he saw the light dissipate, and a striking white-fronted tiger with a head and tail that was more than twenty feet tall was standing proudly in the mid-air. There was only an indifferent murderous intent in a pair of golden tiger eyes.

The endless Xinjin Qi formed a platinum demonic wind that swirled around it. It stood quietly in the air, but it showed an extreme power.

"Babai tiger!"

A monk recognized this striking white-fronted tiger and spoke with a trembling voice.

As soon as the three words "Baishangjun" came out, dozens of monks in the Xuanxiang Iron Wall Formation instantly fell into deathly silence. The original relaxed atmosphere disappeared the moment Baishanjun appeared.

If Baishanjun hadn't come, everyone could still talk and laugh.

But the moment the White Tiger arrived, everyone realized that the leaderless state of the two hundred or so demon kings present had ended. With the reputation and strength of the White Tiger, they were able to give orders to these demon kings and order them to attack in groups.

In this way, the demon clan's numerical advantage was fully brought into play. Even though they were in the Xuanxiang Iron Wall Formation, they were still at a disadvantage.

After all, the formation can be broken after all. In this case, once the formation is broken, the only thing waiting for everyone is death.

Lu Ya looked at Baishanjun outside the formation, and his eyes suddenly burst into a bright light.

He has never seen such a pure metallic monster, let alone a descendant of the white tiger bloodline, which in itself means powerful and invincible.

The moment he saw Baishanjun, Lu Ya knew that his biggest opportunity after entering the Ten Thousand Demons Gate was right in front of him.

Lu Ya's thoughts were racing in his mind, but on the surface there was no change at all.

He felt the silence of the monks in the formation, and immediately sent a message: "Fellow Taoists, even a newbie monk like me has heard of Baishanjun's reputation.

Please do your best to hold on to the defensive formation and buy enough time for Lu. After Lu Ya's magic power is restored, I will stop Baishanjun, and all my colleagues will evacuate as soon as possible. "

After Wu Daoran heard Lu Ya's words, his eyes widened immediately and he retorted: "No, is this action of Fellow Daoist Lu trying to trap me, which is equivalent to being unkind and unjust?"

Facing Wu Daoran's questioning, Lu Ya just shook his head slightly and explained: "Comrades were able to save Lu Ya before, and Lu Ya was already satisfied.

If it weren't for Lu Ya, fellow Taoists wouldn't be deeply surrounded.

This disaster was caused by Lu Ya and should be borne solely by Lu Ya.

I just ask you to use the large formation to kill the monsters with more effective force, so as to prepare for the evacuation. "

In just a few words, Lu Ya had clearly explained the current situation and his plans to everyone present.

Now everyone is like a grasshopper on a rope, all relying on the defense of Xuanxiang's Iron Wall Formation.

If the formation is broken, there will be absolutely no way for them to survive.

So the only two things that many monks need to do now are to maintain the formation and kill the demon king as much as possible.

If the number of demon kings decreases, the intensity of the attack on the formation will decrease. If the intensity of the attack on the formation decreases, the formation will last longer. The longer the formation lasts, the more demon kings they can kill.

This forms a virtuous cycle, and maybe all the demon kings can be killed here.

But if the number of demon kings decreases too slowly, even if the Xuanxiang Iron Wall formation is close to the fifth level, it will still be difficult to withstand the bombardment of two hundred demon kings and will eventually break apart.

And once the formation breaks too early, the cultivators in the formation will have almost no chance of survival.

After being pointed out by Lu Ya, the cultivators in the formation were all determined and adjusted their minds in an instant. When they looked at Bai Shanjun, there was no fear in their eyes, only the determination to fight to the death.

"Fellow Taoists, use whatever means you have, otherwise this disaster may not be so easy to survive." Wu Daoran said in a deep voice, holding the formation plate tightly in his hand.

Everyone nodded and began to silently mobilize all their magic power, and all kinds of hidden means were prepared.

Outside the formation, the moment Bai Shanjun appeared, the more than 200 demon kings present all bowed their heads.

Bai Shanjun's cold eyes swept over their bodies, and then looked into the formation. After pausing for a moment on Niu Jingtian's huge corpse, he locked his eyes on Lu Ya.

Lu Ya stared at Bai Shanjun fearlessly at this moment, and the look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a treasure, made Bai Shanjun's eyes even colder.

From the voice transmission of the surrounding demon kings, Bai Shanjun learned that it was Lu Ya who killed Niu Jingtian, the waste of the Tatian Qingniu lineage, but even so, it still could not reduce Bai Shanjun's killing intention in the slightest.

Just based on Lu Ya's previous eyes, Bai Shanjun had already made up his mind to kill.

Without pausing, and without giving the human race any breathing time, Bai Shanjun's demon power surged into the sky, and he let out a tiger roar that shook the four fields. His cold consciousness was clearly transmitted to all the demon kings along with the tiger roar.

Attack!

After receiving the order from Bai Shanjun, the demon kings who had their own thoughts roared loudly, and as their demon power exploded, they all rushed towards the Xuanxiang Iron Wall Array.

More than 200 demon kings attacked at the same time, almost sweeping away all obstacles.

"Not good, fellow Taoists, don't hesitate, do your best to kill the demons and block the attacks of the demon clan, otherwise the formation will not be able to hold on!"

Wu Daoran shouted with a change of expression, and then quickly recited a few mantras, pointed his hand at his heart, and opened his mouth to spray a mouthful of blood onto the formation plate in his hand. For a moment, the black iron light was bright, and the already thick black iron light shield thickened by another three points.

Seeing the thickening of the light shield, everyone felt a little relieved, and then cast spells one after another, and streams of light passed through the formation and hit the demon kings attacking from all directions.

Since this was the first wave of the charge of many demon kings, everyone understood the principle of "the first attack is strong, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted", so no one held back in this attack, and almost all the strongest means were used, with the purpose of blocking this wave of the most powerful offensive.

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