Chapter 314: Treeman Army

At this moment, in all regions of Qingyun Sect, a melee is unfolding on the sacred mountain emitting thousands of green lights.

The illusory blood sea suspended above Qingyun Sect has a continuous stream of blood light falling from the sky, landing on the ground like a bloody meteor shower.

Although nearly half of the blood light was crushed into pieces by the power of the mountain formation in mid-air, due to its too large number, even if a lot of it was annihilated, a large number of it still landed on the mountain.

Then, under the guidance of the illusory blood sea in the air, these blood demon monsters brazenly rushed to the center of the formation on the top of the mountain - the foundation-building tree man!

The cultivators guarding the mountain naturally knew its importance, and whether they were proactive or helpless, they all fought against these blood demon monsters.

For a while, life-and-death fights occurred in all regions of Qingyun Sect, but unfortunately, the situation was not optimistic.

"Why don't fire spells have any effect on these monsters!"

"Don't get bitten by them, otherwise they will absorb your blood to recover from their injuries, and all our previous efforts will be in vain!"

"Puff! Why, why doesn't my defensive spiritual weapon work..."

On the battlefield, fireballs, ice knives, wind blades...all kinds of immortal cultivation spells flew everywhere, hitting all kinds of strange monsters covered in blood.

But most of the spells were dissipated by the layers of dark red mist surrounding them before they could hit these monsters.

Then, these monsters were as ferocious as leopards, as swift as rabbits, and like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey. In a short moment, they came to the cultivators, and their bloody claws easily cut through the protection of the spiritual talismans and spiritual weapons, and ripped open the cultivators' stomachs.

Although the situation did not collapse, it was obvious that the cultivators were in a clear disadvantage.

The cultivators guarding the various spiritual mountains were mainly a small number of cultivators from the Qingyun Sect, supplemented by a large number of small forces or scattered cultivators.

The monks of Qingyun Sect were fine. They had high-level skills, and the quality and content of spiritual energy in their bodies far exceeded that of other monks. They also had outstanding means and stopped many blood demon monsters in one fell swoop.

However, small forces or independent monks fell into a clear disadvantage as soon as they fought.

The most effective way to deal with monsters is thunder attribute magic.

However, thunder attribute magic is difficult to practice, and not many independent monks can practice it successfully, so they usually use fire magic to restrain the demon cultivators.

But when they cast the fireball spell, they were surprised to find that the fireball, which had always been invincible and ignited when touched, was slowly extinguished after falling on these blood demon monsters.

Not only that, the various spiritual knives and swords they used to attack lost their spirituality after touching the blood demon monsters, and the serious ones directly turned into a pile of scrap metal.

The filthy aura permeated by these monsters is not only not restrained by the five elements magic, but is most good at filthy monks' spiritual weapons and even magic weapons!

Even if they paid a huge price and completely crippled them, they could recover quickly if they caught one of the cultivators by mistake.

Under these disadvantages, the cultivators were beaten back step by step. Even if there were disciples of Qingyun Sect who could fight against them, they were outnumbered and suffered heavy losses under the endless and difficult-to-eliminate blood demon monsters.

Therefore...

"We must make changes to save the current situation, otherwise, if we continue, it will only be a matter of time before we are completely defeated!"

In Zhang Zhiming's hand, he held a bloody head without facial features or even scalp.

His sharp eyes swept across the whole scene, his eyes were extremely fierce, and he was carrying an extremely cold murderous intent.

But the blood demon monsters in front of him were still fearless and rushed forward one by one.

They were just monsters between life and death after all.

However...

The next moment, a green bud suddenly stretched out from the head in his hand. In a short moment, it grew into a one-meter-high spiritual plant, and then blossomed and bore fist-sized fruits, which then exploded.

Countless seeds shot out in an instant like a machine gun rainstorm, hitting the bodies of these blood demon monsters.

Then, as the latter ran, countless plant roots suddenly grew out of their bodies, and their bodies tilted and fell to the ground.

Then, countless blood-colored thorns grew out of their bodies as nutrients, and attacked the blood demon army on the periphery.

After just a few dozen seconds.

In this area, hundreds of blood demon monsters, even those with foundation-building strength, were swept away.

He was on the back of Qingyun Mountain. This was a lush jungle, but now it was corroded beyond recognition by the filthy air on the blood demon.

"Brother Zhang, it's a good thing you're here." At this time, the elder who was standing aside finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly came up.

"It's not time to be happy yet."

Zhang Zhiming looked up at the sky and saw that there was still a steady stream of blood falling from the sky. As time passed, monsters appeared again in the area where the blood demon had been completely eliminated.

"This is not a solution." He looked at this scene and murmured.

Although they have temporarily cleared the monsters here, not every place in Qingyun Sect is guarded by powerful monks like him.

And even if they win, it will only be temporary. As long as the illusory blood sea in the sky is not destroyed, a steady stream of blood demon monsters will continue to fall, and the number of monks cannot be replenished in a short time. It is only a matter of time before they are defeated.

After thinking about this clearly, Zhang Zhiming suddenly turned his head and looked at the elder beside him: "What is the situation in various places now?"

The elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly replied: "Now the elders and disciples everywhere seem to be in a hard fight. Most of the messages sent and the talisman communications are in a busy state, and..."

Having said this, the elders on the side couldn't help but fell silent.

"Huh?!" Zhang Zhiming frowned when he heard this and said in a deep voice, "And what?!"

"And in the induction of the formation, there were several spiritual mountains that were only guarded by Qi Refining disciples. The auras representing the nodes of the formation suddenly disappeared. I'm afraid..." The elder stopped talking.

Zhang Zhiming understood what he meant instantly. I am afraid that the disciples of these Lingshan Mountains are already in danger.

"What about Senior Brother Lin Chen?"

"Ye Ming, the leader of the Demonic Cultivator of the Xuanyin Sect, and another Demonic Cultivator came to find Senior Brother Lin. Now that place is covered with death energy and demonic insects, we have no way of knowing the situation of the battle!"

Zhang Zhiming fell silent after hearing this.

'This can't go on like this...'

He closed his eyes slightly and finally opened them, his eyes filled with perseverance.

"Next, you are responsible for organizing the defense of this area, and I will go to the top of Qingyun Mountain and activate the tree people army in the sect with the help of the huge spiritual tree brought back from the place where the transformed god fell!" Zhang Zhiming said to the elder said.

"But..." Upon hearing this, the elder's expression changed, and he quickly said, "Only the Grandmaster of the Golden Pill can use the army of tree men!"

The Qingyun Sect's tree-man army is also one of the Qingyun Sect's heritage. However, except for a dozen or so few, most of them do not have independent intelligence, so they need monks to control them.

And because their number is too large, only Golden Core monks have enough power to activate them and let them exert combat effectiveness comparable to that of the army. Otherwise, they can only be used as nodes of the formation to support the formation.

But Zhang Zhiming is only a foundation-building monk, so how can he use the army of tree people?

unless……

As if he had thought of something, the elder's expression changed, and Zhang Zhiming glanced at him and said solemnly: "I am Mupin Tianlinggen, and my strength has reached the late stage of foundation building. If the attributes are consistent, I can activate the tree man. Army!"

"But senior brother, I'm afraid you will be attracted to adults..."

"If we don't fight now, when will we wait? Do we have to wait until we lose everything before we fight again? What's the point?!" Zhang Zhiming looked at Qingyun Mountain, with vague emotions brewing in his eyes.

"I was born in Qingyun, grew up in Qingyun, and am the true successor of Qingyun. Since I have enjoyed this right, I should fulfill this obligation! Before the disaster comes, people like us will not go up! Who will go up?!"

As the words fell, Zhang Zhiming walked towards the top of the mountain without hesitation, while the elder behind him had a solemn face and bowed deeply in the direction he left.

Not long after he left, there was a sudden shaking in the forests at different places within the Qingyun Sect's thousands of spiritual mountains.

No, it's not so much a forest as it is the spiritual trees in it, which are constantly twisting as if they have life.

All their branches slowly gathered up to the main trunk, and countless roots emerged from the ground. The small roots tightly hugged the main root, and along with the thick main root, emerged from the soil.

Like an earthquake, the roots of the tree emerged from the soil, lifting the entire tree into the air.

The big tree seemed to have grown many paws, moving slowly on the ground.

And at the trunk of the tree, a brown human face with a resolute expression suddenly appeared.

At this moment, they were moving the roots of the trees, waving the thick branches, and kept moving forward.

Then, like a divine weapon descending from the sky, you appeared on the battlefield in the astonished eyes of many monks. Your tall body formed rows of tree walls, completely containing the crazy attack of the blood demon monster!

The tree man itself is made from the inheritance of the gods, and has its own unique life force, which is enough to restrain the blood demon monster!

As for the blood demon monsters injured by the tree-man army, their recovery speed was greatly slowed down, and even the filthy aura on their bodies was forcibly dispersed, allowing the monk's rear attack to completely take effect!

So many monks directly used the tree army as the front row to block their offensive.

Suddenly, the situation on the battlefield was stabilized!

But at this moment, along with the bloody light falling from the sky, there are also the ghostly figures of the Xuanyin Sect Demon Cultivator surrounded by death aura.

Like Ye Ming, they entered the scene at this time!