Chapter 212: Destroying the Family

Pojun White Bone Demon God was suspended outside the Xuanchang Island's protective formation, and six huge bone blades were swung at the same time, instantly releasing six huge white bone knife auras.

Like six silver-white day wolves, they pounced on the monks on the island.

"Pay attention to the formation! Activate the magic power!"

Chang Zhichong shouted, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

He knew very well that the white bone knife aura was powerful. Once hit, even he himself would find it difficult to resist.

At this moment, the monks in the five Hundred Immortal Formations activated their magic power.

Everyone's spells flew, forming a series of dazzling protective light curtains.

These light curtains intertwined to form five indestructible shields, trying to resist the attack of Pojun White Bone Demon God.

"Combined attack technique! Five-color sky curtain! Rise!"

With Chang Zhichong's order, the monks in the five Hundred Immortal Formations simultaneously performed the battle formation combined attack technique.

Five rays of light converged from five directions, forming a huge colorful light shield!

Then it crashed fiercely into the bone blade of Pojun White Bone Demon God.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the colorful light shield and the bone blade collided fiercely in the air, bursting out dazzling light.

The terrifying energy fluctuations scattered, but fortunately they were bounced off one by one by the formation, otherwise the cultivators in the formation would definitely be affected.

However, the bone blade of Pojun White Bone Demon God was too powerful after all!

Although the combined attack of the five Hundred Immortal Formations barely blocked most of the blade.

But some of the blade still penetrated the light curtain and flew towards the formation.

Due to the deployment of the formation master, most of the defensive power was drawn to the place where the blade was about to attack, and the scattered blade was easily blocked.

Seeing this, Pojun White Bone Demon God let out a low roar.

At this time, the white bone demon soldiers also formed a battle formation.

They held bone blades and wore bone armor, and rushed towards the island protection formation like a tide.

The battle formation formed by the ‘Bone Demon Soldiers’ was extremely powerful, and was obviously much stronger than the ‘Hundred Immortals Formation’ of these mobs.

“Formation masters, listen to my orders, use all your strength to activate the formation, and give priority to blocking the attacks of these demon soldiers! We will deal with the demons!”

After Chang Zhichong finished speaking to the Wanli Sound Transmission Note, he raised his hand and struck out.

At this moment, the second-level intermediate island protection formation of Xuanchang Island, the Green Water Black Turtle Formation, finally showed its true power.

In the formation, a huge green water black turtle suddenly appeared!

It opened its huge mouth and spit out clear streams of water, instantly swallowing the demonic attacks of those demon soldiers one by one, turning them into invisible.

With the demon soldiers attracting the formation attack, the six arms of the Pojun Demon General waved again.

But this time, it was no longer a single release of sword energy, but the six bone knives instantly merged into a huge ten-foot-long white bone sword!

"Six swords merge into one!"

The huge bone sword instantly split the five colored sky curtains released by the 'Hundred Immortals Formation'!

The bone sword continued to move forward and chopped towards the 'Green Water Black Turtle Formation'.

The monks on the island exclaimed when they saw this.

They had never seen such a terrifying attack and were filled with fear.

Intercepting the battle formation formed by the demon soldiers was just the tip of the iceberg of the power of the Green Water Black Turtle Formation.

Just as the ten-foot-long bone sword of the Pojun White Bone Demon God was about to chop towards Xuanchang Island.

The Green Water Black Turtle Formation suddenly released a strange change - "Green Water Black Turtle Shell".

In the formation, a thick tortoise shell suddenly appeared on the back of the black tortoise phantom!

The runes on it flashed, and the tortoise shell seemed to have a force of ten thousand kilograms, and it actually blocked the ten-foot-long bone sword, preventing it from moving forward!

The monks on the island were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

Some of them said in surprise: "Is this the "Green Water Black Turtle Shell" of the Green Water Black Turtle Formation? It can withstand the full force of the demon general!"

Another cultivator in the Hundred Immortals Formation looked like he had survived a disaster: "With this formation, our Xuanchang Island will be safe!"

However, although the black tortoise shell is strong, it is not without cost.

This change alone consumed nearly 200 spirit stones.

As the power of the ten-foot-long white bone sword gradually depleted, the runes on the tortoise shell began to dim.

In the end, the sword shattered and turned into six white bone swords again, returning to the hands of the Pojun White Bone Demon God.

This change of the Green Water Black Turtle Formation obviously consumed a lot of spiritual power.

"It seems that the attention has been attracted almost."

At this time, Qingchen was wearing a black robe, a white bone mask on his face, and was suspended in the air.

He was surrounded by a bloody aura, just like a demon.

According to the news from the monks of the Inspectorate and Su Zixuan's previous instructions, Qingchen was heading towards a certain place on the island at a rapid speed.

Qingchen had expected that under the interception of the Green Water Black Turtle Formation and many monks.

The demon soldiers and demon generals could not cause any substantial damage to Xuanchang Island.

However, there was only one foundation-building monk on the island, who had been attracted away.

The remaining monks were nothing more than chickens and pottery dogs to Qingchen.

The sun was blazing, and Qingchen was dressed in a black robe. In a short while, he had quietly arrived at Chang Mansion.

This was not his first time here, but he was still very emotional,

"It really deserves to be a large family with hundreds of years of history. It is really as magnificent as a fairy palace."

It turned out that the control center of the island's protective formation was actually in Chang Mansion!

The monks who were guarding the door saw that the black-robed man was wearing a white bone mask and exuded an ominous aura, and they shouted angrily:

"What a thing, dare to act wild in front of Chang Mansion!"

Wanted to expel the uninvited guest.

Qingchen laughed grimly: "If you invade my Demon Island, you will be punished no matter how far away you are!"

He waved his hand casually, and a dark demon flame rose into the sky, turning into a ferocious demon lotus.

The karmic fire was blazing, with the momentum of burning mountains and boiling rivers.

"Demon lotus karmic fire, burn!"

Qingchen used the secret method of blood and qi transformation to add a layer of disguised blood-red color to the demon fire, making it more weird and unpredictable.

The monks who were guarding the door suddenly saw the demon lotus karmic fire rising into the sky, and their eyes were full of fear.

The magic weapons in their hands, or flying swords, or talismans, had not yet been sacrificed.

They were swept up by the dark and blood-red demon fire.

In the demon fire, the karmic fire was surging, and instantly swallowed these monks into it.

Even the souls were absorbed by the flames, and there was no chance to escape.

The demon fire was boiling, like a raging demon dragon, continuing to spread to the depths of Chang Mansion.

Inside the Chang Mansion, flames shot up into the sky. The devil fire had a strange blood-red color, turning the entire mansion into a Shura field.

The carved beams and painted buildings lost their former glory in an instant under the ravages of the devil fire.

"Ah--!"

The shrill screams kept ringing, but were soon drowned by the raging flames.

Qingchen was suspended in mid-air, his black robe fluttering, and his white bone mask flashed a cold light in the firelight.

He stared coldly at everything below, his eyes full of indifference and cruelty.

To him, these people were nothing more than ants and fuel.

"This time, the power of the devil lotus fire will definitely increase greatly, enough to meet the three times of mana refining."