Honghuang: My understanding is beyond belief. I am the first immortal of Jiejiao.

Chapter 282: Victory first, then defeat. General Heng retreats into the Ten Thousand Demons Formation. The Jiejiao Immortal enters the formation without noticing.

However, the North Sea Demon Alliance, under the clever arrangement of Medicine Buddha, Taoist Baoyue, and Maitreya, has set up the Ten Thousand Demons Formation and the Three Talents Formation, just waiting for the immortals of the Jiejiao to come in.

In order to enhance the concealment and deceptiveness of the formation, Medicine Buddha sent out his disciple Zheng Lun to lead his troops to challenge outside Baiyin Pass.

Zhao Gongming, holding two whips and riding a black tiger, led his fellow disciples to the foot of the pass and looked up.

On the opposite side, there was a large formation of the demon alliance. Zheng Lun was holding a demon-subduing pestle and riding a beast with flaming eyes and golden pupils. He looked very majestic.

"Come and tell me your name. I am Zhao Gongming, a disciple of Master Tongtian. I will not punish nameless people under my whip."

As the host, Zhao Gongming naturally took the initiative to reveal his identity.

Zheng Lun was originally ordered to lure the immortals of Jiejiao. He was not polite when speaking.

"Zhao Gongming? I'm sorry, I've never heard of him. But I've often heard my master talk about that all-powerful old man."

"Master Medicine Buddha, I, General Zheng Lun, have come to see what skills your Jiejiao has. Are you just a name for nothing?"

All the Jiejiao immortals were furious when they heard the voice. Without waiting for Zhao Gongming to speak, Huo Ling Shengdan, riding a Qingluan and holding a long sword, rushed out of the formation.

Huo Ling was really impatient like a raging fire. He shouted at Zheng Lun,
"How dare you be so rude, boy. You dare to damage the reputation of our Jiejiao, which is really annoying."

"Let this Holy Mother teach you a lesson. You should understand the rules of respect and inferiority."

As he spoke, the long sword of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit had already arrived in front of Zheng Lun.

Zheng Lun raised his demon-subduing pestle and went forward. He snorted out of habit, and suddenly a beam of white light spurted out of his nose.

The Fire Spirit Mother's eyes were only on the Demon-Subduing Pestle. Who would have thought that Zheng Lun would actually emit white light from his nose?

She was not careful and was sprayed with white light. Suddenly, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit felt dizzy and fell on her back.

The three thousand Crow soldiers who had been prepared for a long time rushed forward with hooks and ropes in hand, dragging and pulling the Holy Mother of Fire back.

"Wait," the Turtle Spirit Mother flew up from the deer's back and tried to snatch back the Fire Spirit Mother.

With two swords in his hands, he slashed straight at the group of crow soldiers.

However, in the same way, Zheng Lun snorted coldly and fell from the clouds to the ground.

He was also captured alive by a group of Crow Soldiers.

"Retreat." Zheng Lun raised the demon-subduing pestle in his hand and slowly retreated with his three thousand soldiers.

Seeing Zheng Lun retreat, the Jiejiao immortals were unwilling to give up. The two holy women, Huo Ling and Gui Ling, were still in Zheng Lun's hands.

I don’t know what kind of magic this Zheng Lun used to capture the two saints who were highly skilled in Taoism.

The immortals did not wait for orders, and rushed forward like a swarm of bees, some riding clouds, some riding cranes, some riding deer.

In mid-air, all magic weapons were used to attack Zheng Lun and his group.

Zhao Gongming wanted to stop it, and his fellow disciples rushed forward to rescue him, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, he was the only one left.

With no other options, Zhao Gongming had to urge the black tiger under his seat to catch up with the immortals.

For these immortals, a thousand miles away is just a blink of an eye.

When General Zheng Lun saw the fairies chasing him and the magic weapons flying in the air, he quickened his pace and retreated to the edge of the pre-set formation.

With a throw of his hand, two heads flew into the air.

It was the heads of Yao Shaosi and Chen Jiugong, who died with their eyes wide open. At this moment, all the immortals were furious and rushed towards Zheng Lun regardless of anything.

He was determined to eat Zheng Lun alive.

Zheng Lun made a middle finger gesture to the immortals, and immediately, he led his 3,000 crow soldiers and disappeared into the Ten Thousand Monsters Formation. At this moment, the originally clear sky suddenly became overcast. In the gloomy wind, there were ghosts and monsters baring their fangs and claws.

The immortals would still be afraid of these things. With their own skills, they could probably kill these pretending to be gods or monsters with just one finger.

However, what the immortals did not know was that in mid-air, Maitreya had raised the human race bag, and with its huge suction force, all the magic weapons thrown out by the immortals, the weapons in their hands, and even the divine beasts that had escaped from the immortals were sucked into the human race bag.

Even the steel whip in Zhao Gongming's arms was the same.

At this moment, various magic weapons in the Ten Thousand Demons Formation attacked the immortals.

The flower demon stretched out its branches to separate the immortals one by one, while the other great demons used magic to attack the defenseless immortals one by one.

At this time, Zhao Gongming and his fellow disciples all realized that they had been deceived and fallen into some kind of formation.

The key is that every immortal cannot be contacted. Zhao Gongming knows that he is in danger, so he leaps into the air and flies upwards.

However, just when he was halfway in the air, three quasi-saint auras came down from the air and knocked Zhao Gongming back into the formation.

At the same time, the voice of Taoist Maitreya came over.

"The feng shui of this place is very good, it is suitable as a burial place. Fellow Daoist Zhao, you and other Jiejiao immortals should stay here and enjoy yourself!"

"What kind of a ghost formation is this? Once I escape, I will never let you go."

Zhao Gongming roared angrily in the formation of ten thousand monsters.

Medicine Buddha, Baoyue Taoist and Maitreya sneered a few times and did not answer any more.

Occasionally, he would suddenly attack other Jiejiao immortals trapped in the formation.

As time passed, there were casualties among the immortals in the Ten Thousand Demons Formation.

The demons intensified their siege, and after three days, the dark clouds in the Ten Thousand Demons Formation finally dissipated. Nearly a hundred disciples of Jiejiao, led by Zhao Gongming, were killed in the Ten Thousand Demons Formation.

Nearly a hundred heroic spirits floated toward the Conferred God Platform, frightening the Qingfu God Bai Jian, who quickly waved the Bailing Banner to lead all the souls back to their places.

……

Inside Baiyin Pass, Jin Chan, Moye, Wen Zhong, Fu Hao and other soldiers and civilians only saw black clouds rolling in the distance.

When the fog dissipated, a group of North Sea demon soldiers arrived outside the pass and returned the bodies of the Jiejiao immortals to Jin Chan and others.

Then, the North Sea Monster Soldiers sailed away.

Jin Chan and others quickly dispatched soldiers to transport back the corpses of the immortals.

After a while, everyone was speechless, and then Mo Xie spoke up:
"I heard that Master Zhao has several sisters named Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao. No matter what, their relatives should be allowed to take Master Zhao back."

After Jin Chan heard what Mo Xie said, he nodded.

"Brother, what you said makes a lot of sense. I'll trouble you to go to Jin'ao Island and look for the three fairies."

"To prevent the monsters from the North Sea from coming to attack, I can't leave."

Moye nodded, rose into the clouds, and flew towards Jin'ao Island.

……

In Xiqi City, Lin Zhu, the Hunyuan Sage, knew about the war in the North Sea just by counting with his fingers.

"Alas, it's all fate. No one could have imagined that the battle in the North Sea would be the biggest battle in the Conferred God Tribulation."

(End of this chapter)