Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 298 Divine Skill, Sadness

Facing the black snowflakes shooting all over the sky, Xu Yuanchang's eyes narrowed slightly. Deep in his eyes, dark green and red flames swirled. The illusions faded away layer by layer before his eyes. The night became clear and bright. He immediately caught the real killing move in the chaotic air.

Just now, a sixth-level black spirit broke into this cleared area from high above.

About seven or eight miles away, the invisible black spirit immediately launched an angry and fatal attack on the woman in green skirt who was beating the drum and controlling the starlight formation outside the city.

It is good at Yin-Han military tactics. It does not seek to kill with one strike, but at least wants to severely injure the instigator who has no time to distract others and uses the great formation of heaven and earth to stop the army of black spirits on his own.

It is imperative to interrupt the human woman's spellcasting.

At the same time, it is related to whether it can escape successfully and not run around like a headless fly.

It didn't even take the small fourth-level man who was guarding it seriously.

Almost everyone in the Gem City had left, and there were not many monks left, so there was no worry about being besieged by fifth-level humans.

Xu Yuanchang waved his hand and scattered beans that turned into soldiers. A total of forty-eight third-level ghost bean soldiers filled with yin energy moved according to his thoughts and formed a curved death spiral formation. This was the limit of the puppet formation he could currently control.

He saw third-level ghost beans for sale at the ghost market, and since he had plenty of crystal stones on him, he bought a jar.

The dark world is suitable for the survival of all kinds of creatures, including humans, gods, ghosts, demons, etc., except for a few forbidden areas with extreme climates.

He made a gesture with his fingers, and the ghost bean soldiers grew larger, filled with negative energy, and charged head-on into the snowflake formation that was attacking from the side. The auras of forty-eight third-level ghost soldiers were connected into a whole, spinning in an increasingly large trajectory in the night sky.

"Bang bang bang", the puppet formation exploded, and the clean and neat forty-eight shots formed an unstoppable shock wave.

The murderous intent created by the thin, translucent hexagonal black snowflakes was offset by half, and an invisible, triangular, sharp-bladed iceberg appeared in the air, faintly emitting a dark blue color. Its speed was slowed down by the unparalleled force of the explosion, and it could not move forward at all.

The sixth-level black spiritual energy let out a scream.

Its secret method was seen through by a fourth-level human, who used that weird bean-turning-soldiers spell to block it. What a shame.

As it cried out, the snowflakes in the sky suddenly increased, and the sharp-edged icebergs soared in speed, transforming into countless icy shadows, whistling towards the drumming woman and the human man, and dark blue flames exploded in the air.

It originally wanted to increase its attack to a certain critical point through the "Black Snow Formation".

The power that erupted forced the woman in green skirt to make a choice and go all out to deal with her own crisis.

The purpose was to interrupt the opponent's control of the Starlight Array, but unfortunately it was destroyed by that ant.

They had to change the "secret plan" to a strong attack in order to remedy the situation.

After a brief delay, an incarnation of coldness completed the complicated "Ice-Splitting Spell" and floated forward, ignoring the sharp icy shadow that was about to pierce through his body, with magic power surging from his palms like a waterfall.

"Crack, bang", a series of explosions sounded, and the power of the supernatural power was like a river flowing back. The icy shadow within a radius of three feet was swept away, and a ten-foot-deep hole was created until it touched the invisible sharp-bladed iceberg shooting from behind.

The iceberg, which was still about 70 to 80 feet in size, suddenly exploded.

The "Ice-Splitting Spell" that Lao Li originally taught was specifically designed to target all kinds of icy secret techniques.

The incarnation couldn't bear the weight and exploded into pieces all over the sky.

Xu Yuanchang's expression remained unchanged. With a wave of his hand, Yin-Yang flames swirled and swept across, burning all the ice and cold poison that was affected.

He possessed two fourth-level phantom fires. After mastering them thoroughly, his strength was incomparable to before. In addition, he knew many complex spells, and he was able to destroy a fourth-level incarnation and resolve the attack of a sixth-level black spirit without any danger.

The Black Spirit became furious and quickly moved to within three miles of the area.

It saw that the starlight around the drumming woman was dim and the drumbeats were noticeably slower, and it was obvious that she had consumed a lot of energy. It decided to get closer and use its magic to its full potential so that its strength would not be dispersed, and it launched an attack at double the speed.

Don't give that human boy any room to resist.

At this moment, the drumbeats suddenly stopped, and the starlight formation in the distance gradually collapsed.

The sixth-level black spirit, which had not yet taken action, could not be happy at all. It was already trapped in the predicament of starlight like fog.

It seemed like the other party was waiting for it to jump into the trap and stopped at the perfect moment. It was so insidious.

Gu Yunzhu pointed to the sky, pulled out a ray of starlight and threw it at the black spirit that was struggling violently. She was no longer able to control the 300-mile formation, but the nearby area was her carefully arranged territory, so she took advantage of the situation and trapped a big fish that came to her door, which was a pleasant surprise.

If the sixth-level black spirit is not sent within five miles, she will be powerless in her current state.

She could observe the whole situation through the formation, and knew that the battle had reached this point, and the victory was irreversible.

It’s nothing more than how many dark spirits and monsters can be left behind.

Xu Yuanchang asked, "Will Xianfeng and the others be in danger if they launch an attack now?"

"I have told Jiao Teng to stop while he is ahead and not to be greedy for credit. He should put his own safety first. If he finds anything wrong, he should drag Xianfeng underground and escape. He should not stay for long. Jiao Teng is cautious and can use those mountains and forests. There will be no problem."

Gu Yunzhu said, glancing at the sixth-order black spirit that could not escape for the time being.

He made a circle with his fingers and gathered as many fragments of the incarnation as possible, then wrapped them with his magic power and returned them to Taoist Xu.

Fu Xianzhi appeared in the air nearby and laughed: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Gu. I will take care of the trapped thieves for you."

After giving instructions, he spread out the five fingers of his right hand, and strands of crystal light burst out into the starlight mist, and fire lit up.

The trapped black spirit let out sharp screams, with nowhere to hide, and had to endure the burning of the yang fire.

The star mist surged and expanded, and Gu Yunzhu said calmly: "The black spirit wants to self-destruct the soul bead."

Fu Xianzhi shook his head and said, "It can't make any waves."

He spent nearly two months refining a sixth-rank treasure. With a casual wave of his finger, a flash of fire like lightning pierced into the bulging star mist. With a "puff", the black spirit screamed again and quickly deflated.

After a moment, Fu Xianzhi summoned back a thin electric wire. It was not difficult for him to beat the man who was down.

Gu Yunzhu then reached out and took back a small blue bowl that was sparkling with starlight. She used the technique of turning the real into the virtual to refine the Falling Star Mist Bowl, and placed it in an area nearby, which played a significant role.

There is a black round soul bead in the bowl, as well as a lot of scattered items.

Fu Xianzhi was just about to bow and say goodbye, as he still had to chase after the fleeing black spirits and monsters, when he heard a torrent-like sound echoing from the city. He looked carefully for a moment and was overjoyed, thinking that the coalition forces of the three continents had finally arrived ahead of schedule.

He quickly moved to a higher place, took out a token, and used his authority to open a hole.

The monks from the other two continents did not have identity cards and could not enter and leave the Gem City freely.

He shouted to the group of monks pouring in from the entrance of the passage: "Come this way, you have arrived in time to end the pursuit."

The rolling army rushed out of the city's shield and made a series of long-distance attacks. Although their magic power and mental strength were greatly depleted, their momentum became more and more concentrated, and their murderous aura soared into the sky, and they charged towards the southeast direction indicated by Fu Xianzhi.

Fu Xianzhi waited for all the monks to come out of the formation, closed the gap in the formation, bowed to the silent Ancient Source Pearl, and disappeared into the night.

Xu Yuanchang floated in the air with Gu Yunzhu, who was slowly recovering.

Seeing the reserve team and auxiliary camp monks gathering the dead and wounded, they returned towards the city in groups.

The city was filled with the sound of soul-calling chants, and the soul-calling pillars standing in four directions on the city's high ground emitted a faint glow. The protective light shield slowly lowered, revealing a section of the black column head, collecting the lonely souls and residual souls drifting in foreign lands. After the war, a shrouding ceremony would be held to bring the soul-calling pillars back to Dingzhou, and perform rituals at night to help the dead souls to rest in peace.

Xu Yuanchang was filled with emotion as he saw the bloody bodies. He was thinking about life and death, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice calling out, "Junior Brother Xu..."

He turned around suddenly and saw Yin Quan missing his left arm and his chest was covered in blood in the air several miles away. He was supported by a monk from the second floor and was flying. His face was pale and bloodless, and he looked exhausted. He hurriedly flew over.

He carefully took over the seriously injured brother and slowly landed on the ground.

"Old Qi is dead, alas!"

Yin Quan had a miserable expression on his face that looked like he was half crying and half laughing.

His own condition is very bad. Even if he is cured, he may not be able to advance in this lifetime.

Thinking of this, he felt hopeless.

"How is Senior Sister? How is Sparrow?"

Xu Yuanchang explored his senior brother's internal condition and could feel his depression and frustration.

Lao Qi didn't want to go to the battlefield. In order to consider the brotherhood, he also had a glimmer of hope to break through and advance, but he didn't expect to lose his life in the melee.

He felt a little guilty. He originally thought that the army from the Sanchonglou could come back and serve as the main force. Lao Qi and his senior brothers could go to the battlefield to gain some military merits. If they were lucky, they might be able to break through in one fell swoop with the encouragement of the war drums.

But man proposes, God disposes, and it ended up costing Lao Qi his life.

In such a hurry when the battle was about to begin, it was impossible for him to transfer his brothers out of the team.

We can't do that, otherwise how can the sparrows raise their heads?
"Almost all of our brothers were killed. We had the jade talisman you gave us... Ying'er burst into a state of rage and broke through. Ma Que was slightly injured. He wanted to avenge Lao Qi and refused to return to the city, saying he was sorry for Lao Qi..."

As he spoke the last part, Yin Quan's voice choked up a little, and blood began to flow from his broken arm.

Xu Yuanchang tapped the wound several times with his fingers to stop the bleeding. He was not good at healing wounds, and said with a heavy heart: "I will take you to the city to settle down, and let the doctor treat your wound first. When this battle is over, I will ask Senior Wu Chong Lou to help you regenerate your broken limbs, so that it will not cause any hindrance in the future."

Yuanbao’s previous experience made him feel uneasy. He wondered if his senior brother’s treatment would affect his future promotions.

After observing for a while, Gu Yunzhu said, "Let me do it. It's not good to delay for too long."

She saw that Yin Quan was affected by the attack of the fifth-level black spirit. If it weren't for the fourth-level amulet that blocked it, he would have been doomed. She decided to use up some of her magic power to help Master Xu's senior brother heal his wounds and eliminate the alien aura that had invaded his body, which would turn into a hidden disease if left unchecked for too long.

Xu Yuan was overjoyed and quickly moved aside. He really didn't know that Gu Yunzhu was skilled in medical skills.

After a moment's thought, he was relieved. The masters who were able to cultivate to the seventh level in the previous life had practiced for thousands of years and had mastered all kinds of skills.

"I will use the starlight to cast the 'breeding magic'. You sit down, close your eyes and don't move. You have to endure the tingling and numbness of your broken limbs. Do you understand?"

Gu Yunzhu whispered instructing him that she had been very exhausted tonight and did not want to make any mistakes in her good deeds.

She knew that Taoist Master Xu was a man of great loyalty and friendship.

Yin Quan was overjoyed and kept thanking him and agreed. With the help of his junior brother, he sat cross-legged on a cushion that his junior brother had taken out, closed his eyes, and slowly adjusted his breathing.

Gu Yunzhu pinched his fingers together and drew down a cloud of bright green starlight mist, which he would occasionally tap in the air with subtle techniques.

The fog enveloped Yin Quan completely, swirling and rolling.

About quarter of an hour later, Gu Yunzhu took out a gray soul bead, crushed it into powder and threw it into the mist.

All that was left was to wait, and only occasionally, he would make a gesture and strike, and the surge of fog would slow down.

When it was daybreak, the monks from the second floor who had gone out to chase the enemy returned in groups. They talked loudly, vying to discuss their merits and bravery. The monks from the third floor who were leading the team were, on the contrary, very silent.

"Junior brother, have you ever seen..."

Lan Ying'er's black outfit had many tears in it, and behind her followed Liu Xianfeng and Jiao Teng Po Po, who had a very different aura.

When he flew closer, he saw a ball of starry mist hovering above the ground, and his eyes lit up with joy.

Xu Yuanchang sent a voice message: "Yunzhu will help Senior Brother heal his wounds, but it may take some time. Where's Ma Que?"

"He's slow, and behind me, with Snow Grain Yuanbao and the others following him."

Lan Ying'er looked relaxed and bowed silently to Gu Yunzhu.

Xu Yuanchang greeted Grandma Jiao Teng again and said "Congratulations".

Liu Xianfeng whispered excitedly about how she and Grandma Jiao Teng used their wood-related innate magical powers to create a forest, spread psychedelic wood energy, and blocked a large group of defeated black spirit monsters.

It is also said that Grandma Jiao Teng is proficient in music. After listening to the sound of the "Star Blessing" war drums for half an hour, her blood was boiling and she was full of fighting spirit. She broke through the realm in one fell swoop in the battle with several fourth-order black spirits. This was a natural result of her profound accumulation of experience.

Grandma Jiao Teng bowed respectfully to Gu Yunzhu. As her cultivation level improved, she felt that the woman in green skirt was more unfathomable.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Yan Yuhan and Xueli flew over, the old yellow dog was running on the ground, and the golden toad was jumping at a fast speed.

"What happened, Brother Yin?"

The blood on Yan Yuhan's body had already dried, and he leaned forward and asked in a low voice.

Before Xu Yuanchang could say anything, Gu Yunzhu waved her hand, and the starlight mist dissipated, revealing Yin Quan who was sitting cross-legged. His broken left arm was intact, without the sleeve covering it, and looked fair and delicate, completely different from the skin color of the upper half.

"Uh...how did he break through and advance?"

Yan Yuhan's eyes widened as he pointed at Yin Quan, whose aura was obviously different, with anger written all over his face: "Fairy Gu, you can't be partial to one and treat the other poorly. I'm also injured. How about you help me heal it?"

He covered his chest and staggered, as if he would fall to the ground dead at any moment.

He was jealous. Why wasn't he the one with the broken arm?

Yin Quan opened his eyes and jumped up, feeling refreshed. He had not expected that this time he would turn a disaster into a blessing and advance directly. It was simply amazing.

“Sparrow, you’re not seriously injured, don’t act pitiful… Alas, it’s a pity that Lao Qi can’t come back.”

I can't help but feel sad when I think of my companions who I have been with for many years.

Yin Quan bowed to Gu Yunzhu. He knew in his heart that Fairy Gu was doing this purely for the sake of her junior brother. He reached out and hooked his hand around Brother Ma Que, whose expression had turned into grief, and greeted Lan Ying'er.

A pair of brothers in distress, singing loudly and flying towards the city with their arms around each other's shoulders.

They wanted to see their elder brother off.

How many men have ever returned from wars in history?

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(End of this chapter)