Become a fairy alone

These immortal soldiers were dissolved directly along with the flying swords, and a large number of immortal soldiers also died in the venom one after another. No one knew how much venom there was in the swirling ghost energy. The immortal soldiers who had a slight advantage just now could not help but be daunted when they saw it.

"Zhenyang Sword Fire!" Xiao Yu shouted coldly, and a team of immortal soldiers from the rear formed a tight battle formation and flew over. Each of them released the sword intent in their bodies, and thousands of sword energies gathered together, and there was suddenly a raging flame inside the red sword light.

Xiao Yu waved his sleeve, and the Zhenyang Sword, one of the seven great swords, slowly flew to the front of the formation, guiding the sword fire to attack forward.

The sword fire and venom intertwined together, and a large amount of sword fire was annihilated, but the raging venom was also blocked.

After a period of repeated struggle, the Zhenyang Sword Fire finally gained the upper hand and burned into the group of ghost scorpions, killing and wounding them all at once. The Seven Lights Sword Wheel, which had just been blocked, took the opportunity to attack and killed the group of ghost scorpions, causing them to scatter and defeat.

The cultivation level of the Lotus Clone has surpassed that of all previous Taixiao Sword Masters, but the immortal army below is still mainly composed of the seven great swords from Jiuyang City.

The seven great swords were more suitable for training large-scale immortal armies. As for the immortal army generals with relatively high cultivation levels, they were taught sword techniques by the lotus clones or guided in their cultivation.

The foundation of the immortal army under the Lotus Clone's command is indeed much shallower than that of other old forces, but with these backbone sword cultivators as the foundation, the control over the immortal army is not inferior to other forces. The main thing lacking is the accumulation of time.

Although the Holy Soul Sword Monument is powerful, it is still only a part of the Lotus Clone's understanding of the sword. Another part of his understanding of the sword comes from his many subordinates. The understanding of the sword by these low-level immortal army generals also touched him a lot.

On average, the immortal army's cultivation was not outstanding, but under the sword techniques taught by the lotus clone, which were based on the seven great swords, their battle formations were extremely tight and flexible. They used significantly fewer troops in battle, and after a struggle, they began to gain the upper hand little by little.

Although the Zhenyang Sword Fire is powerful, its speed is not very fast. However, with the sword fire dispelling the poison, the lethality of the Seven Stars Sword Wheel is reflected.

The sword wheel rolled past, crushing all the four-winged ghost scorpions wherever it passed.

"Damn it!" A sharp voice rang out, and three old women with pale faces and wearing white triangular hats appeared in the surging ghost energy on the opposite side. The three old women stretched out their palms at the same time.

A ray of ghostly green light descended from the misty green light, and inside it was a purple pot with a hideous skull on its surface, which was slowly turning.

"Fallen Yang Pot?" Guan Yuehe's pupils shrank, "Let me deal with this witch."

"That only requires you to be able to deal with me." The three old women laughed shrilly at the same time. Even among the army of hundreds of thousands, they were the first to feel Guan Yuehe's hostility.

"Look, I'll take away your sword fire! Take away the Fallen Yang Pot!" The old woman pointed at the Zhenyang Sword, and the Fallen Yang Pot fell down, and a gust of cold wind whistled out of it. A large amount of sword fire was swallowed up by it.

Seeing the power of the Zhenyang Sword, the powerful ghost clan member could no longer sit still and planned to attack the Zhenyang Sword directly.

The sword fire here is too powerful to restrain most ghosts. If you don't want to suffer greater losses, you must first pull out the Zhenyang Sword, otherwise it will not only be the four-winged ghost scorpion that will be defeated.

The Fallen Yang Ghost Mother was very good at dealing with this kind of extremely yang thing, and was immediately sent over by the Fighting Ghost King.

It would naturally not be difficult for Zhan Tu Gui Jun to deal with the Zhenyang Sword personally, but Zhan Tu Gui Jun also had some doubts in his heart. Even though he was in the ghost army, he could feel a sword intent as strong as a kunai always hovering around the ghost army.

This sword intent was extremely weak, and seemed insignificant compared to the countless sword energies in the battle between the army ahead. However, under the countless powerful ghost energy, it remained condensed and did not dissipate.

The Ghost King Zhan Tu felt as if he was being locked by the energy of the Lotus Avatar. If he made any unusual movement, he would surely be struck by thunder.

It wasn't that long since the conflict at Jianmen Pass, and the opponent's strength had increased somewhat beyond expectations. The Warring Ghost King couldn't help but feel uneasy. The enemy's strength was unknown, and his ghost army was in an overall advantage, so the Warring Ghost King was naturally even more reluctant to take action in advance.

As a ghost king, this old ghost has enough patience when facing strong enemies.

As the wind inside the Fallen Yang Pot blew violently, a large amount of Zhenyang sword fire was pulled into the pot by this huge suction force. There was a faint sound of surging water coming from the pot, and the sound of ghosts was everywhere. The sword fire that was sucked in was extinguished one after another with a hissing sound.

Just when the Fallen Yang Ghost Mother wanted to further put the Zhenyang Sword into the pot, Guan Yuehe unexpectedly flashed and stood alone on the Zhenyang Sword. With her clothes fluttering, she and the sword went straight into the Fallen Yang Pot.

Guan Yuehe’s speed was too fast. The Fallen Yang Ghost Mother was originally trying hard to collect the Zhenyang Sword, but now she had no time to change her tactics, and Guan Yuehe had already disappeared.

The Fallen Ghost Mother was shocked and puzzled at first. The other party's move was tantamount to walking into a trap.

For a moment, she couldn't see the other party's specific cultivation strength, but judging from the speed and sword intent Guan Yuehe had just displayed, he must not be much worse than hers. Such a powerful immortal army general would not be stupid enough to fall into the trap.

But the other party did it anyway, most likely to destroy the Fallen Yang Pot from the inside. After realizing what was going on, the Fallen Yang Ghost Mother snorted coldly and said, "You're looking for death." No matter what the other party was up to, he actually dared to break into the Fallen Yang Pot alone. If he dared to die, she would bury him.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such an arrogant Immortal Army commander like you. If you haven't reached the level of an Immortal Lord, you will be assimilated by the ghost tide inside the Fallen Yang Pot."

The inside of the pot was like a world of its own, with black tides surging and blue-grey mist everywhere.

In the fog, pairs of dark green or scarlet eyes stared at Guan Yuehe's direction, and then the deep ghost shadows inside began to condense and take shape, rushing towards Guan Yuehe from all directions.

The attack methods of these ghosts were extremely simple, they just wanted to get close to Guan Yuehe, or even get into her body, devour her life essence, and capture her soul.

Naturally, these low-level ghost shadows alone could not get close to Guan Yuehe for a while. The flashing sword light on her body alone made these ghost shadows shatter into pieces, and even the black and gray mist began to fade under the sword light.

"Since I dare to enter your Fallen Yang Pot, I can naturally break it. Your real body, the old ghost, is hiding inside the Fallen Yang Pot. If I don't come in, I really can't kill you in a short time." Guan Yuehe looked around with her beautiful eyes and didn't rush to take action for a while.

"You still dare to be stubborn when the time comes!" Amidst the cold laughter of the Fallen Yang Ghost Mother, an endless black tide set off a shocking turbulence. The black tide rolled back, like a sea of ​​ghosts hanging above her head. In an instant, Guan Yuehe felt as if she was in a desperate situation.

"The sun and the moon shine together, the sword comes out of the sky!" Guan Yuehe threw the long sword in her hand, one on the left and the other on the right with the Zhenyang Sword. The moonlight on the left was as bright as water, and the sun on the right was as blazing as fire. The two sword lights complemented each other, and gathered into a sword light that slashed forward. In an instant, the black tide turned into a raging sea, and was cleanly split from the top to the bottom by Guan Yuehe's sword. The black tide split in two, and countless ghosts were annihilated by this sword.

Xun Yangzi was originally looking at the Fallen Yang Pot with worry. He did not expect that Guan Yuehe, who was usually steady, would suddenly become so bold, even reckless. He was too late to stop her.

A roaring sound came from the thick ghost pot. For a moment, he had no way of judging the situation of the battle inside. However, the ghost pot suddenly flashed with a strong light, indicating that it was not peaceful inside, which made Xun Yangzi feel a little relieved.

The ghost pot was vibrating very strongly, which could at least indicate that the battle inside was intense. At least Guan Yuehe was fine for the time being.

The Fallen Yang Pot was vibrating violently, and as Guan Yuehe entered the ghost shell, the battle between the two sides became more intense.

After trapping Guan Yuehe, the Fallen Ghost Mother began to slowly withdraw and retreat into the battle formation of the ghost clan. The reason why she retreated slowly was naturally because the fierce conflict inside the ghost pot had a great impact on her approach.

Once they retreat completely, even if Guan Yuehe wins the fight between the two, she will be trapped in the ghost army and will be surrounded and killed.

The Seven-Star Sword Wheel rolled forward, and countless ghosts fell under the sword edge. For a moment, the attack pace of the immortal army kept up with the retreat speed of the Fallen Yang Ghost Mother.

However, Xiao Yu became anxious because of Xun Yangzi. The attack could not last long. With the overall strength of the Taixiao Immortal Army, it was unrealistic to maintain this offensive.

Xiao Yu and Xun Yangzi gritted their teeth and commanded the immortal army to continue the attack. As for how far they could advance, they could only wait and see.

During the struggle between the two sides, the left and right sides of the slowly retreating ghost pot suddenly showed different colors. The left side was like the moon, and the right side was like the sun, with the light of the sun and the moon alternating.

Then the two kinds of light slowly rotated, and under the brilliance of the sun and the moon, a sword intent slowly condensed into shape.

No! Amid the shrill cries, a sword light flashed from inside to outside, and the Fallen Yang Pot was cut open from the inside. The Fallen Yang Ghost Mother's body was also cut open, and the figures of the three old women outside also broke apart. Guan Yuehe's figure inside also soared into the sky.

"Aunt Guan!" Xiao Yu exclaimed in surprise.

It seems that Guan Yuehe is actually using the heavy eerie aura in the Fallen Yang Pot to suppress the huge yang energy in the Zhenyang Sword in order to achieve a breakthrough in her own cultivation.

This behavior undoubtedly seems extremely risky, but as long as it succeeds in the end, the risk is worth it.

After all, it is not easy to come across something that is just right for your breakthrough. The ghost energy is too strong to complete the breakthrough, and it is too weak to balance the powerful force of the Zhenyang Sword. Under the imbalance of yin and yang, let alone a breakthrough in the realm of cultivation, even Guan Yuehe herself may encounter big problems.

It is understandable that Guan Yuehe would do this since she just happened to come across the right Fallen Yang Pot.

Guan Yuehe, who had recently made a breakthrough, was in great momentum after killing the Fallen Ghost Mother in the midst of the chaos. The morale of the immortal army was also soaring. Under Guan Yuehe's guidance, the Seven-Star Sword Wheel launched another fierce attack forward.

A hint of green flashed in the eyes of the Ghost King Zhan Tu. He had originally hoped that the ghost army under his command could suppress the immortal army, harass the lotus clone, and continuously weaken the opponent. Now it seems that the overall strength and scale of the ghost army are indeed superior, but the opponent's battle formation has wiped out these advantages.

Zhan Tu Guijun looked into the distance and saw a wide river in the distant void looming in the fog. Even from a very far distance, he could feel the huge interference to his spiritual consciousness.

"It's unrealistic to rely on those ordinary tribes. We don't know how long it will take. Black Viper, lead the Tu Di ghost soldiers to attack. The scale of the attack depends on the situation." Zhan Tu Guijun said in a deep voice after thinking for a while.

"Yes, Ghost King!" A skeleton ghost general next to him pulled down a green tiger head mask and drew out a bone knife.

Amid the surging ghost light, more than a hundred thousand bone banners were unfurled. The army, which was several feet tall and all wore tiger-head masks, floated towards the fairy army on the opposite side like a dark cloud. Not only was their momentum heavy, but their speed was also extremely astonishing.

The Seven Lights Sword Wheel that had just wreaked havoc in the ghost army suddenly seemed to have hit a hard reef. The sword wheel in front of it immediately shattered, and it could not even stand under the opponent's fierce counterattack.

As this extremely powerful ghost army attacked, the little advantage that had been built up before was wiped out in an instant.

Moreover, this elite ghost army was unstoppable. After breaking up the Seven Lights Sword Wheel in front of them, it did not stop at all and continued to advance into the immortal army like a sharp knife. The ghost army behind them rushed in like a tide, trying to take the opportunity to defeat the immortal army in one fell swoop.

"Seven Sword Formations!" Xiao Yu's face was solemn. The ghost clan commander opposite him had extremely profound cultivation. Even though they were so far away, Xiao Yu could clearly feel that there was a certain gap between him and the other party.

This ghost army is extremely elite. There is no doubt that the Ghost King Zhan Tu used his trump card to send out his most elite ghost soldiers.

At this time, Xiao Yu could only counter the enemy's moves and personally lead the most elite Seven Swords Formation to fight the enemy.

The Lotus Clone can rely on its own outstanding cultivation talent to narrow the gap in strength with the strong men of the same level, but not all of its immortal soldiers have this ability. Compared with the Tu Di ghost soldiers, the gap in individual combat power is particularly obvious. At this time, the only way to offset the opponent's advantage in combat power is to use the battle formation.

The Zhenyang Sword flew from Guan Yuehe's side to Xiao Yu's side, and suddenly seven sword lights shot up into the sky.

The Seven Stars Sword Wheel in front suffered heavy losses, and after receiving the order, it retreated to the sides to make room for the Seven Absolute Sword Formation behind.

The Seven Absolute Swords and the Tu Di Ghosts collided without any tricks. Hundreds of ghost flags suddenly appeared on the opposite side, and the extremely dense ghost energy was entangled with the sword light. The Seven Great Swords also encountered a strong enemy for a while.

"Not good! Tu Di ghost fog!" Xiao Yu's heart skipped a beat. He wanted to control the immortal army to change the formation, but the seven great swords were restrained, so changing the formation was not so easy.

Obviously, the ghost commander on the opposite side was no ordinary man. He discovered at the first moment that the immortal army was good at battle formations, but the battle formations relied too much on the seven swords. They did not need to restrict the battle formations, they only needed to restrain the seven swords, and their goal would be half achieved.

The ghost leader on the other side had a very vicious look in his eyes, and his attack hit the vital point directly. Xiao Yu had a bad feeling in his heart. (End of this chapter)