Chapter 882
Chapter 882
As soon as the four swords unleashed their killing intent, sixteen demon nests outside the city simultaneously pressed down.
Moro stood at the forefront, pointing his black spear, and shouted, "Kill!"
Beneath the Demon Nest, powerful demons stepped out one after another.
These demons were not as powerful as Mo Luo, but each of them was at least at the fourth level of the Hongmeng Realm, and some of them even reached the peak of the fifth level of the Hongmeng Realm.
They headed straight for the array's core, where the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and Houtu were located.
obviously.
Having learned his lesson from Zhao Feng's defense of the city, Moro had no intention of giving the Ninth Fortress any chance to recover this time.
A one-horned demon swung its black warhammer and slammed it towards the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.
Tongtian raised his hand and pressed down, unleashing the Zhuxian Sword.
The sword energy struck the warhammer, producing a deafening roar.
The city bricks beneath Tongtian's feet crumbled, and he staggered back half a step.
The one-horned demon merely swung its arm, grinning maliciously as it slammed down again, "You think you can stop me? You overestimate yourself!"
Tongtian's face was grim.
He had mastered the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation for many years, and his fighting spirit had never been inferior. However, the difference in their cultivation levels was undeniable and could not be overcome by skill alone!
Yuanshi's side is also not having an easy time.
The three demon kings joined forces to besiege the afterimage of the Pangu Banner.
Each time the chaotic energy surged out, it could shatter large swathes of demonic energy. However, those demon kings had demon nests behind them to replenish their supplies, and as soon as the wounds reopened, a surge of black smoke would close them up again.
The Supreme Being used the Taiji diagram to fix the core of the formation, and the Yin and Yang energies continuously eroded the demonic energy.
However, a four-armed demon directly entered the Yin and Yang energies, and its four bone blades cleaved the Taiji diagram, causing its light to tremble wildly.
Nuwa protected the map of mountains and rivers, and dared not leave the people in the city even for a moment.
Houtu, along with the twelve ancestral witches, blocked the demon army outside the city.
However, there were too many demons. Every time the Ancestral Witch tore off a batch, more immediately filled in.
Wang Jian stood atop the city wall, his battle flag fluttering in the demonic energy before him. "Crossbowmen, switch to Soul-Shattering Arrows!"
Hundreds of thousands of Qin warriors gritted their teeth and drew their bows.
Arrows rained down, striking the demon army.
The front-row demon soldiers exploded, creating plumes of black smoke.
But two demon kings burst out of the black smoke and landed outside the city wall.
One of the demon kings raised his hand and grabbed the light barrier of the city's protective array, tucking his five fingers inward.
Click!
The great formation was cracked.
Another demon king opened his mouth and spewed out black fire, which seeped into the city wall through the cracks.
Hundreds of armored soldiers were engulfed by the black flames, and their armor burned through on the spot.
Wang Jian roared and charged out with his sword.
He slashed at the Demon King's wrist with his sword, the blade only cutting in half an inch.
The Demon King looked down at him and let out a strange laugh, "An ant dares to bite?"
The Demon King raised his foot and kicked out.
Wang Jian parried with his sword, but was kicked back onto the city wall, crashing into and collapsing one arrow tower after another.
"General!"
The lieutenant rushed over to help him up.
Wang Jian spat out blood and pushed his deputy aside, saying, "Hold the line, don't worry about me!"
On the city wall, the First Emperor took a step out.
As the Tai'a Sword slashed down, ninety-nine black dragons of fortune swept towards the two demon kings.
One demon king had his shoulder torn open by the black dragon, while another charged forward despite the sword light, his fist aimed at the First Emperor's chest.
The First Emperor blocked it with the blade of his sword.
boom!
More than twenty of the Black Dragons of Fortune were scattered by the shock.
The First Emperor retreated to the edge of the city wall, his imperial robe torn, and his arm holding the sword trembled slightly.
Moro watched with delight and laughed loudly, "Shatter their formation!"
The sixteen demon nests roared once more.
More powerful demons emerged from the lair.
The protective array above the Ninth Pass finally gave way.
First, the outer runes went out.
Subsequently, large sections of the middle-layer array pattern collapsed.
Finally, the entire light screen emitted a piercing explosion.
boom!
The protective array exploded.
The shattered bursts of light crashed into the city, uprooting dozens of streets.
Nuwa hurriedly activated the Mountain and River Map, drawing the people into the depths of its light. However, many cultivators were still swept away by the aftershocks and turned to ashes on the spot.
Outside the city walls, the demon army roared wildly.
One after another, abyssal dragons crashed into the city walls.
The armored demon general climbed up the crack.
The demon priest waved his bone staff from the rear, imbuing the charging demon soldiers with black markings.
The pressure on the city walls suddenly surged.
Wang Jian helped himself up from the broken battlements, his face covered in blood.
He watched the approaching demon soldiers, raised his sword, and roared again, "Immortal Qin!"
"Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!"
The soldiers suppressed their fear and stood in formation again.
But everyone knows the truth.
Zhao Feng is not here.
The protective array has been breached.
The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Houtu, and the First Emperor were all held back by the powerful demons.
The Ninth Fortress has been pushed to the edge of a precipice.
A demon with three heads climbed the city wall.
He opened all three mouths at the same time, spewing out three streams of black flame.
Wang Jian led his men to meet them, but they were forced back more than ten steps by the black flames.
The three-headed demon raised its giant axe and chopped it down at Wang Jian's head.
The First Emperor wanted to help, but he was entangled by two demons.
Tongtian was knocked back by a single hammer blow from the Unicorn Demon Clan.
Yuanshi and Taishang were trapped at the center of the formation.
Nuwa was busy protecting the people and couldn't spare a moment for herself.
Houtu was trapped outside the city by the demon army.
With this axe blow, Wang Jian will surely die.
Just as the giant axe was about to strike.
A frantic shout suddenly came from the depths of the sky, "Don't strike! Don't strike! Those are our own people!"
The three-headed demon was stunned for a moment.
next moment.
A white figure burst out from the cracked void.
Bai Xiaochun, holding a tortoise-patterned pot in both hands, crashed into the face of the three-headed demon.
boom!
The three-headed demon's three heads snapped back simultaneously, its massive body being blasted off the city wall and crashing into the demon army, crushing a large number of demon soldiers to death.
Bai Xiaochun landed in front of Wang Jian with the pot in his arms and shouted, "Don't be afraid, I, Bai Xiaochun, am here!"
Wang Jian was stunned.
Bai Xiaochun turned around and saw that he was covered in blood, and immediately felt a little guilty. "Um... am I late?"
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Xiaochun suddenly turned around.
The three-headed demon crawled out from the pile of demon soldiers' corpses, its three faces contorted in agony, "You're asking for death!"
Bai Xiaochun shrank back in fright.
But at that moment, his aura suddenly exploded.
The sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm!
As he activated the Immortal Longevity Technique, a thick radiance of life appeared on his body, blocking all the demonic energy that rushed towards him from all directions.
He raised his hand and slapped the tortoise-shell patterned pot.
"The Land of Water and Marshland!"
The wasteland outside the city suddenly exploded.
Water surged from the earth, transforming into a vast swamp spanning thousands of miles.
Deep within the giant swamp, countless ferocious beast phantoms raised their heads.
A colossal aquatic beast emerged, its jaws snapping shut on half of the three-headed demon's body, dragging it deep into the water. The three-headed demon struggled frantically, hacking wildly with its giant axe, but the aquatic beast's bite only sank deeper.
Despite clearly having the upper hand, Bai Xiaochun shouted, "Let me tell you, I'm very powerful, so don't push me!"
The voice just fell.
Two more figures emerged from the void.
Ye Fan's black hair flew wildly as he stood on a golden sea of qi and blood, his Ancient Sacred Body fully revived.
Without saying much, he punched the demon army outside the city.
Golden fist energy pierced through the battlefield.
The dozen or so demon kings at the forefront were smashed through by the force of the punch, and a large number of demon soldiers behind them were lifted into the air and then exploded in mid-air.
Hong Yi was dressed in a Confucian robe and held a sutra in his hand.
As the scrolls were opened, countless characters flew out, transforming into five pillars of light representing Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, and Li, which pressed down on the sixteen demon nests.
The demonic energy spewing from the bottom of the demon's lair was locked by the text, causing the previously rampaging demon army to pause in its movements.
Hong Yi landed on the city wall, glanced at the dilapidated fortress, and his face darkened. "Brother Zhao is trapped?"
The First Emperor raised his sword and forced back a demon, "Feng'er is trapped in the borderland killing formation."
Ye Fan looked up at Moro, "It's too late! There are too many enemies. We must first find a way to repel them and defend the Ninth Pass! As for Brother Zhao, with his strength, he will definitely be fine!"
Upon seeing Bai Xiaochun, Hong Yi, and Ye Fan suddenly appear, Moro's smile vanished.
He didn't expect that just when the Ninth Pass was about to be breached, three beings at the sixth level of the Primordial Realm arrived.
Although he doesn't care about minor roles of this caliber, he hates uncertainty.
At this moment, Bai Xiaochun pointed at Moro, "Moro, right? You bullying Zhao Feng's people is bullying my people, Bai Xiaochun's people!"
"With me here today, I will not allow you to act so recklessly!"
After saying that, his heart pounded wildly, and he wished he could turn around and run away.
Moro is a powerful expert at the seventh level of the Hongmeng Realm!
If he hadn't wanted to atone for his sins and avoid being killed by that evil star Zhao Feng, he would never have provoked Mo Luo!
Ye Fan took a step forward, and golden energy surged into the sky.
As the pages of the Hongyi Jing are turned, the phantom images of various philosophers stand between heaven and earth.
The three combined their auras, forcefully cutting off the demonic offensive outside the city.
Moro gripped his black gun tightly and said coldly, "Kill them."
Deep within the sixteen demon lairs, even more demons emerged.
War is imminent!
Ye Fan made the first move.
He took a step forward, and golden energy surged into the sky, shaking away all the remaining demonic smoke on the city wall.
A demon wielding two hammers charged forward, the hammerheads crackling with black lightning, each step leaving fissures in the earth.
"Humans, do you dare to stand in the way of my demon realm's army?"
Ye Fan did not respond.
He raised his fist and threw a punch.
The demon with twin hammers raised them to block.
Boom!
The two hammers shattered it.
The demon's arms twisted simultaneously, his chest armor was pierced by the force of the punch, and his massive body flew backward, crashing into the outer wall of a demon's nest.
The demon's lair shook violently, and large cracks appeared on its outer shell.
The Qin soldiers on the city wall were thrilled.
Wang Jian gripped his sword tightly. "Good!"
Ye Fan landed in the center of the demon army and swept his leg across.
Thousands of demon soldiers were swept away into a bloody mist.
Two demon kings attacked from the left and right, one thrusting a halberd into the throat, the other slashing the waist with a sword.
Ye Fan grabbed the halberd with his left hand, squeezed it with his five fingers, and the halberd shaft shattered into pieces.
He pressed his right hand against the demonic blade, and a burst of golden light flashed in his palm, causing the blade to crack.
He swung his arms and smashed the two demon kings together.
The sound of bones cracking rang out, and the two demon kings collapsed into a heap, blasted into black smoke by the force of the subsequent punches.
Moro stood atop the demon's lair, his expression growing increasingly grim. "The Holy Body lineage?"
The Mantis Demon Lord immediately stepped forward, saying, "I'll go kill him."
Moro nodded slightly, "Go, and finish this quickly!"
The Mantis Demon Lord grinned maliciously, "Don't worry!"
He flashed into the center of the battlefield and stood in front of Ye Fan, saying, "I'll start with you."
As the bone blade fell, Ye Fan raised his fist to strike it.
The fist and the bone blade collided head-on, creating a powerful shockwave of gold and black. The outer edge of the city wall collapsed for thousands of miles on the spot, and the rubble was crushed into dust by the aftershocks before it even hit the ground.
Ye Fan staggered backward, his arm skin split open, and golden blood gushed out from the wound.
He looked up and stared at the Mantis Demon Lord, then swayed and charged forward, delivering another punch!
He knew it in his heart.
I absolutely cannot retreat, otherwise the entire Ninth Pass will fall!
"Come."
The Mantis Demon Lord grinned maliciously, wielding all six arms in unison, its blades, hooks, hammers, and spikes forming a continuous barrage, forcing Ye Fan to confront it head-on.
Each of his attacks carried the heavy force of the seventh level of the Hongmeng Realm, forcing Ye Fan to retreat step by step until he was forced to the edge of the city wall in the blink of an eye.
Wang Jian, watching from behind, had veins bulging on the back of his hand. "Crossbowmen, hold down the left flank!"
Hundreds of thousands of Qin warriors simultaneously pulled the triggers of their crossbows, sending demon-slaying arrows soaring into the sky, a rain of arrows aimed at the side of the Mantis Demon Lord.
The Mantis Demon Lord didn't even look, and with a backhand sweep of his two bony arms, the rain of arrows shattered.
Bai Xiaochun rushed forward carrying the tortoise-shell pot, shouting, "Stop fighting! Stop fighting! Let's talk this out!!"
He swung the bottom of the pot and smashed it into the head of the Mantis Demon Lord.
boom!
The Mantis Demon Lord was knocked off balance, but suffered no real damage.
Bai Xiaochun himself was thrown backward by the shock.
The Mantis Demon Lord was humiliated by a human at the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm. Although he was unharmed, it enraged him!
He turned around and slashed out with his sword, the blade tearing through the sky and striking Bai Xiaochun's waist and abdomen.
Bai Xiaochun screamed in fright, and the tortoise-patterned pot was immediately slammed down on top of him.
clang!
The blade struck the pot, but Bai Xiaochun was so shocked that he and the pot rolled millions of miles away, crashing into a dilapidated array platform.
"It hurts!"
He had just gotten up when his expression changed again.
The Mantis Demon Lord was already close, and its third bony arm reached down to grab his throat.
Bai Xiaochun felt a chill run down his spine, shrank back, and slammed his hands hard on the tortoise-patterned pot.
"Master Turtle, help me!"
The tortoise-patterned pot was flipped over, and all the tortoise patterns on the surface of the pot lit up, turning into a thick black-gold shell that blocked Bai Xiaochun's way.
boom!
The bone claws gripped the pot, sending sparks flying all over the city walls.
Bai Xiaochun, along with the pot, was forced into the ruins of the array platform, with stones behind him crumbling in pieces.
He suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and coughed up blood.
The Mantis Demon Lord crouched down, its three bony arms exerting force together, causing the tortoise-patterned pot to creak and groan. "Is this all the skill you have? You dare to interfere in my battlefield?"
Bai Xiaochun's face turned pale.
He kicked wildly, bracing himself against the tortoise-shell pot with both hands, shouting, "I'm warning you, I'll really fight to the death!"
The Mantis Demon Lord grinned maliciously, and the barbs on his bony arms pierced the outer shell of the tortoise-patterned pot one by one.
Bai Xiaochun's Undying Longevity Technique was running wildly, a thick layer of keratin appeared on the surface of his skin, and the life force in his body repeatedly washed away the wounds.
However, the difference in their levels of understanding is too great.
The Mantis Demon Lord had recovered to his peak, and the power of the Seventh Heaven of Primordial Chaos pressed down. With each breath that Bai Xiaochun withstood it, his bones cracked.
"The Land of Water and Marshland!"
Bai Xiaochun gritted his teeth and raised his hand.
Outside the city, the giant swamp churned, and a ferocious aquatic beast burst forth from the water, opening its massive jaws to bite at the back of the Mantis Demon Lord.
The Mantis Demon Lord didn't even turn his head; a bony arm swept across from behind him.
Click!
The head of the water monster was split open, and the water exploded into a sky full of rain and mist.
Bai Xiaochun's expression turned even uglier.
The Mantis Demon Lord stepped on the edge of the tortoise-patterned pot with one foot, raised his other bony arm, and aimed the bone blade at Bai Xiaochun's heart.
"die."
The bone blade pierced down.
Just then, golden energy exploded from a distance.
Ye Fan smashed through tens of thousands of demon soldiers blocking his way, crossed the battlefield outside the city, and punched the Mantis Demon Lord in the shoulder.
boom!
The Mantis Demon Lord shifted his body, and the bone blade grazed Bai Xiaochun's chest.
Bai Xiaochun's robe was torn open, revealing a long gash in his flesh and exposing the bones inside.
He screamed in agony and immediately shoved a pill into his mouth. "It hurts so much! Brother Ye, if you slow down any further, I'll really be split in two!"
Ye Fan stood in front of him, golden blood dripping from his right arm.
He had just unleashed a full-force punch, yet it only shattered a piece of the Mantis Demon Lord's shoulder armor, and his own injuries were even more severe than the Mantis Demon Lord's! (End of Chapter)