Become a fairy alone

Realizing that the knights' morale was greatly affected in this desperate situation, Zhai Jianglin knew that once their morale collapsed, they would be defeated facing such powerful enemies as the Holy Pan Dharma Image and the Three Saints of Fulong.

Zhai Jianglin's reaction was not slow, but not all Linlongqi warriors could reach his level.

Unless the battle formation is not broken, under the current situation, if the evil dragon soldiers do not arrive in time, the Holy Pan Dharma Image and the dragon monster will not give the other side a chance to turn the tables.

Without the support of a battle formation, even elite troops like the Linlong Cavalry would be far from enough to offer some resistance with the current number.

Puff, one after another, the black flame pillars broke through the defense of the battle formation, like nails hitting the Linlongqi, completely disrupting their formation. The casualties really began at this moment.

The formation of the Dragon Riders was in disarray, and the pressure on the Dragon Clan monster who was attacking from the front was greatly reduced. One after another, the blade-like rays of light slashed out, forcing Zhai Jianglin to retreat step by step, while at the same time being able to draw a considerable amount of energy to attack the Dragon Riders behind him.

  The Holy Pan Dharma Image stepped into the void and charged into the interior of the Kirin Dragon Riders. Circles of yellow light spread out around him. Suddenly, a terrible gravity came from this area of ​​light, dragging a large number of Kirin Dragon Riders down.

Even if some people with higher cultivation levels managed to restrain their falling momentum, it was inevitable that their movements would become slower.

Bang, bang, bang, one after another extremely heavy meteorites fell. Some were blocked by the immortal army, while some were not blocked and caused casualties in an instant.

The Three Saints of Fu Long have already forced Zhai Jianglin into the chaotic Linlong Cavalry. After all, Zhai Jianglin is quite powerful, and it is extremely difficult to kill him in a short period of time under the harassment and control of the Linlong Cavalry. The old monster of the dragon clan has the same purpose as Lu Xiaotian, and also focuses on other people.

Although the number of the Linlong Riders is not large, the Kongying Clan and even the Jin Dragon Clan have suffered a lot at the hands of this elite force over the years.

  The enemy is weak when divided, but strong when gathered. Now is a rare opportunity to severely damage them. As long as the six thousand Kirin Dragon Riders are dealt with, the less than two thousand remaining on the side of Dao Zun E'ya will no longer be a big threat.

It has to be said that dividing the only remaining 8,000 Kirin Dragon Riders was a major mistake on the part of the Immortal Army. Otherwise, even if the Holy Pan Dharmakaya could break the battle formation with a sneak attack, it would take a much longer time. At this tense moment, time means victory or defeat, and lives are at stake.

  The sword energy of each sword was as sharp as a streak of silk. The three Fulong saints killed people wantonly, which was much more satisfying than killing those formation masters.

A strong man will not kill an unknown person. Killing those formation masters was forced by the situation, and it did not mean that the Three Sages of Fulong were willing. Only by letting the blood of the Linlong Riders water his blade can his dragon sword become more sharp and unparalleled.

  The entire cavalry formation had completely collapsed. Zhai Jianglin was suppressed and could only defend himself with all his might. He could do nothing but watch the Linlong Cavalry fall in a pool of blood one after another.

Even he could not protect himself. When resisting the attack of one of the Three Saints of Fulong, Zhai Jianglin tried his best to avoid getting close to the other two or the Holy Pan Dharma Image.

He can still protect himself now, but once he gets too close to others and is attacked from two or even several sides, life and death will be decided in an instant.

  The Three Fulong Saints and the Holy Pan Dharmakaya killed people like cutting grass, and the Linlong Riders fell one after another. It was not that they were unwilling to escape, but they were restrained here by the powerful gravity mystery under the vibrating yellow halo.

It was just like the situation when Lu Xiaotian first entered the Dique City. Even a cultivator at the immortal level would not be able to maintain flying if he fell into it.

At this moment, the Holy Pan Dharma Image could not yet exert the same effect as the Dique City, but it was enough to affect these few thousand Linlong Riders with scattered formations.

Under the fierce attack of the Evil Dragon Soldiers, the restriction that had been weakened to a considerable extent by the Crane Wing Chain Array could no longer hold and exploded, and groups of Evil Dragon Soldiers rushed over.

The individual combat power of these soldiers is somewhat inferior to that of the Linlong Cavalry. Even if they are doubled, tripled, or quadrupled in number, they cannot stop the Linlong Cavalry from charging a few times. But they have the advantage of being numerous.

The might of the battle array was overwhelming, and the gravity field of the Holy Pan Dharma Image was slowly broken by the opponent's knife-like momentum, allowing some of the dying Linlong Riders to escape.

Zhai Jianglin was cut open by the sword of Fulong Sansheng, and blood soaked most of his body. He staggered and joined the Lilong warriors. Finally, he saved his life.

Seeing that most of his six thousand dragon riders were killed or wounded, and that less than a thousand were still able to fight, Zhai Jianglin could not help but feel like crying.

Taoist E'ya led two thousand cavalrymen and continued to fight fiercely with Lanyun Bamboo Monk. This battle was far from over, and he didn't know how many of the cavalrymen he had left would be left.

After this battle, the Linlong Cavalry, which was famous throughout the Honghao Heavenly Court, was completely defeated. It was unknown how long it would take to train such a cavalry again.

It is foreseeable that after all his elite soldiers and generals are killed, his status in the immortal army will inevitably decline significantly.

Even though the combined strength of the Three Fu Long Saints is already top-notch, without the Fu Long Army, they would have to speak with less caution in this Devil's Pond of Destruction, let alone him.

But now is not the time to worry about these things. We should first find a way to survive this war.

"Kill!" Mu Feng, the leader of the Lilong Warriors, was filled with blood, and his whole body was like a sword drawn from its sheath. He saw with his own eyes that Shengpan Dharmakā and the Three Fulong Saints defeated the Linlong Cavalry, but Mu Feng still rushed over with the Lilong Warriors without hesitation.

If he had a choice, he didn't want to fight such a powerful enemy, but if he didn't face the challenge now, the few remaining Linlong Cavalry would suffer a devastating blow, and the opponent would also find ways to poison other immortal armies, and they would have to fight again sooner or later.

In this case, why not compete with the other party now? The Linlongqi may not be able to defeat the four powerful Yuanshen bodies in front of them, but they were defeated in such a short time, and more importantly, they were caught off guard.

Now he and several deputies came with a large group of Lilong warriors. With a strict military formation, they were not afraid of a head-on battle with the enemy. Even if it was difficult to kill these two people, they would never be defeated by the enemy.

The bloody and murderous aura intertwined with each other, and tens of thousands of weapon shadows gathered into wave after wave of impact.

The Holy Pan Dharma Image and the Three Fulong Saints retreated at the same time. The Lilong soldiers on the opposite side were not ordinary immortal soldiers. They had the Yuanshen body as the spearhead, the Daluo Jinxian and Jinxian as the backbone, and a large number of Tianxian and Xuanxian level soldiers below.

True Immortals had been eliminated in the successive brutal battles, and there were only a few left. As for the Immortals, they had all perished. Otherwise, they would not have been able to rely on these few numbers to resist the methods of the powerful Yuanshen bodies.

By gathering the fighting power of many soldiers together to form an unbreakable whole, even strong men like them, at the cost of their hard work, can indeed inflict considerable damage to the opponent, but they themselves will certainly not be able to escape unscathed.

The Kongying tribe is weak, and the current situation does not allow them to waste their own combat power. Only by using their own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses can they last long. Now they have to temporarily avoid their sharp edge.

It was necessary for the Kongying Clan warriors to combine the power of the restriction to block the sharp edge of the evil dragon warriors before defeating the enemy. Or the Holy Pan Dharma Image and the Three Dragon Saints could retreat into the restriction and use the restriction to blunt the enemy's sharp edge before having a chance to hurt the enemy.

Although the Three Sages of Fulong failed to break the poison formation, they accidentally killed three of the other side's five top formation masters. In particular, Ge Mengsheng, who controlled the overall situation, was also killed by them. Other formation masters also suffered heavy casualties, which can be regarded as outstanding achievements. The only trouble is that the elite of the immortal army has been fully deployed this time, and four immortal king-level strongmen have joined forces to attack. The ninth floor is undergoing a great test, but after passing this test, the crisis of the ninth floor has been temporarily resolved.

For a period of time afterwards, it would be difficult for the immortal army to organize such a fierce offensive again.

Chen Fufeng and Bai Tai, the prison master, also understood the pros and cons, so they ignored Yan Ji's intimidation and took action themselves. The evil dragon Mo Tuo and the Jiunan Demon Dragon also joined the battle.

Such power is enough to suppress the dragon clan. No matter how talented Lu Xiaotian is, he has to bow down before such a powerful force.

Who knew that the Golden Line Bat Clan was so powerful that they could block the four great masters with their own strength, especially Yan Ji, who fought Chen Fufeng alone. Bai Tai, the prison master, had the upper hand in terms of momentum. The power of the demon king was fully displayed at this moment.

The battle between the Bat Shadow Rongtian Formation and the Evil Dragon Motuo is a no-win situation. Ji Ting is at a disadvantage in the battle against the Nine Difficulties Demon Dragon. However, Ji Ting has an outstanding talent for fighting, and even if he is at a disadvantage, it is not easy for the opponent to defeat him completely.

The strength of the bat tribe was beyond anyone's expectation. If Lu Xiaotian hadn't received their help, how could he have persisted until now? Even if it was a strong man from the Kongying tribe, the real dragon tribe's combat power was still very weak in the eyes of the Dragon Hunting Division and the Dragon Prison.

But no matter what the reason, Lu Xiaotian at this time finally blocked the joint efforts of the Dragon Seeking Bureau and the Dragon Robbery Prison, and the two sides fought to a draw.

Chen Fufeng, the prison master of Baitai, has done his best and mobilized all his resources in the fairy world, but he still ended up in such a situation. How can he be willing to accept this?

Even though Yan Ji's cultivation is unfathomable and the Golden-lined Bats are extremely powerful, this time they will continue to advance on the other side's momentum until they kill Lu Xiaotian, the real dragon.

The Golden Wire Bat Clan is strong, but the other side only has a few top strong men here, while Chen Fufeng, the prison master Bai Tai, has nearly a million battle-hardened soldiers under his command. The outcome of this battle is still unknown.

One of them is the master of the Dragon Hunting Division, and the other is the master of the Dragon Prison. Both of them stepped on countless corpses and experienced countless killing disasters to reach such a high position.

Faced with what might be the last chance, both of them are ruthless and decisive in fighting a desperate battle.

  Chen Fufeng drew his sword, and the world was filled with wind and thunder. The howling wind and the running thunder, the former covered the whole sky in darkness, and the latter illuminated the world in the daytime. Violence, restraint, gentleness, purgation, and killing. Thunder and fire, destruction, and awakening.

At this moment, the knife in Chen Fufeng's hand disappeared, but no matter whether it was Ji Ting, Jiunan Demon Dragon, or other immortal troops and Kongying warriors who were fighting in the distance, they could still sense the big knife between heaven and earth that could cut everything in pieces at any time.

Chen Fufeng raised his hand, and the wind and thunder moved as his mind wished. When his mind was focused, it became a sword, and when his mind was dispersed, it turned into wind and thunder.

The laws of heaven and earth were all in his hands at this time. He stretched out his sleeves and waved them, and the wind and lightning turned into countless blades and slashed towards Yan Ji.

Bai Tai, the prison master, threw the stone tower high up, facing the wind. A shadow of the tower covered Yan Ji.

"Come on, the Demonic Bat Swallows the Sun!" A shadow of a demonic bat jumped up from behind Yan Ji. In the shadow was endless darkness, as if the devil's abyss was approaching.

The bat shadow opened its mouth wide, sucking away all the endless wind and thunder. The first group of sword beams that came to cut were also shattered by this bite.

Even the shadows of the towers that covered the area one after another were also sucked in.

"Your magical powers are pretty good. If you had started thousands of years earlier, I really wouldn't have been able to defeat you. As for you two wanting to defeat me now, you're still a little short of your abilities. Watch me break all the magic with one sword!"

Yan Ji slashed down lightly with her sword. This sword showed both her own understanding and the shadow of the power of the Heavenly Dragon that could break the law.

Since Yan Ji started traveling with Lu Xiaotian, in addition to experiencing some battles, she also gained great opportunities from the inheritance of top-level martial arts in Lu Xiaotian's hands.

The inherited martial arts in Lu Xiaotian's hands are a rare opportunity for Yan Ji. Otherwise, relying solely on the sword intent of the old monster Kong Rong would not have allowed Yan Ji to reach her current level in such a short period of time.

With one slash of the sword, the area in front of him was divided into two parts like a black sky curtain. The joint efforts of Bai Tai Prison Master and Chen Fufeng were split apart by the sword.

The domineering power of this sword made all the strong men present look sideways. All laws were broken under the blade, and the mysteries of various laws were all annihilated under the blade.

Chen Fufeng and Bai Tai, the prison master, were both moved. The opponent was stronger than expected. Even if the two of them joined forces to force the opponent into a desperate situation, they were still worried that the opponent would suddenly give them such a blow. Could it really be possible to improve to such a level in just a few thousand years?

"Nothing more than that!" After seeing the expressions of Chen Fufeng and the other man, Yan Ji chuckled. At this moment, with the knife in her hand, all living beings are ants.

A sweeping blow of the sword, seemingly careless, made the enemy feel as if the world was big but there was no place for him to stay.

"You are just an ordinary demon king who suddenly gained enlightenment. You really think that no one can control you. It's not that Brother Bai and I can't control you, but we just don't want to use this last resort on you. Yanji, don't make a mistake!"

After Chen Fufeng and Bai Tai, the prison master, struggled to block this attack, they looked quite embarrassed. When they looked at Yan Ji again, there was a bit more fierceness in their eyes, but also a bit of hesitation.

"Really? I'd like to see your last resort." Yan Ji thought about the identities of these two guys and realized that it was very likely that they had a trump card.

However, how could she show weakness when facing a battle? Ever since her cultivation level has greatly improved, Yan Ji has had a lofty ambition to look down on the world.

"Brother Chen, as a famous demon king in several worlds, he has great means of preserving his life. He can restrain the Eastern Alchemy Saint's Dragon-Slaying Shadow, but it may not be so effective against Yan Ji. Don't fall for his provocation." Seeing that Chen Fufeng was furious, the prison chief Bai Tai quickly sent a message to dissuade him.

"With our strength, we are not only unable to suppress Yan Ji, but also quite passive. What can we do?" Chen Fufeng was quite unwilling. (End of this chapter)