Chapter 497 The Powerful Purple Moon Army
On the school field, which is thousands of feet long and wide, one hundred heroic Yang family monks are arranged in a neat square formation, wearing armor, wearing combat boots and holding magic weapons.
These monks can be vaguely divided into two parts.
The fifty people in the front hold magical weapons such as shields, spears, and swords. The war beasts following them are heavy spiritual beasts such as oxen, elephants, bears, and turtles, mainly responsible for defense.
The fifty people at the back hold magic weapons such as long bows, sharp arrows, and long knives. The war beasts following them are tigers, leopards, wolves, lions and other agile spiritual beasts, who are mainly responsible for attacking.
In addition, there are various types of magic weapons in their storage rings, which can be used to restrain, suppress, capture...all kinds of functions, to name a few.
Yang Tianyou and his wife stood on the general stage, looking at the Ziyue Army below who was breathing like one person and filled with evil aura, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.
What follows is a satisfied smile.
"Ancestor, it seems that our family's investment in the Ziyue Army was not in vain." Yang Tianyou chuckled.
"Indeed, with them, the foundation of the Purple Moon Army has been initially laid. In the future, as long as we allocate a part of the new generation tribesmen every year to join the Purple Moon Army, this army will naturally become stronger and stronger." Yang Haoyu With a smile in his eyes, he nodded slightly and said.
Then, the ancestor looked at the heroic young man standing at the front of the phalanx. His name was Yang Yusheng, and he was the commander of the Purple Moon Army.
"Yusheng, let's start!"
"Yes!!"
Yang Yusheng clasped his fists respectfully, and the chain armor he was wearing made a clanging sound when the armor pieces collided.
Immediately, he turned around and merged into the square formation just like water droplets blending into the rivers and seas.
In an instant, a powerful oppressive force swept out, no less than that of a Golden Core cultivator, and even comparable to a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.
"attack!!"
Yang Yusheng's loud shout echoed throughout the school grounds.
Of course, if it was a real life-and-death fight, he would not need to shout. He would only need to communicate with each soldier through the battle formation.
boom! !
After Yang Yusheng finished speaking, the Ziyue Army's square formation suddenly changed.
The original square formation with ten horizontal and ten vertical directions was transformed into a pointed cone-shaped battle formation.
hum! !
Formation patterns intertwined like little dragons, and in the blink of an eye, a third-order battle formation suddenly descended.
Roar! !
The violent roar of the tiger was deafening, like the roar of God, making a sound that shocked the world.
Yang Tianyou looked up and saw a white tiger with wings, exuding a billowing evil aura, suddenly appearing in front of him.
The white tiger probed its claws, and the violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together, condensing into three crescent-shaped claw marks more than ten feet long in mid-air, tearing apart the air and dust, and hitting the hard ground of the school ground amidst bursts of sharp roars. .
Tear! !
The ground cracked, and three huge cracks appeared. As far as the eye could see, they were dozens of feet deep.
You know, this is not an ordinary ground. It is a ground specially suppressed by magic. Its hardness is comparable to pig iron.
But even so, it is still so vulnerable to the claws of the white tiger.
"This is the Ziyue Army's attack formation, the White Tiger's Roaring Heaven Formation. Its killing power is comparable to the top mid-stage Jindan monks." Yang Haoyu explained.
Hearing this, Yang Tianyou nodded slowly. He usually did not pay much attention to the affairs of the Purple Moon Army and would only ask about the progress of the army from time to time.
In this regard, the ancestors have always been in charge, so they are far less familiar with the Ziyue Army than their ancestors.
The huge white tiger roamed the Qianzhang school grounds, sometimes protruding its claws and tearing at the ground.
From time to time, a thundering tiger roar was emitted, shattering hundreds of miles of clouds.
Sometimes with a sudden leap, he can cross the entire school grounds in an instant, and his speed is no less than that of a Golden Core cultivator.
The powerful killing ability was immediately revealed.
A quarter of an hour later, Yang Yusheng shouted again, "Change formation, guard!!"
Cheers! !
Hundreds of people shouted in unison. The sergeant at the front holding a shield held his shield high, while the sergeant at the back was running the technique at full strength to provide spiritual power and blood support.
Their war beasts also roared at the same time.
The sound waves were rolling and the dust was flying. The original cone-shaped battle formation slowly changed its shape.
Finally, a circular battle formation was formed.
This battle formation is divided into four levels. From the inside to the outside, the number of people on each level gradually decreases.
Roar! !
The desolate and distant long chant formed circles of substantial sound waves and spread out.
If it weren't for the formation outside the school grounds, I'm afraid most of Ziyue Mountain could hear this sound.
Turtles and snakes intertwined, standing on the sea, and the mysterious energy turned into a protective barrier, firmly blocking in front of him.
"Roar!!"
A violent voice filled with crazy fighting intent sounded out. Yuan Ba, who was clad in red-gold hair and holding a scorching black iron rod, swelled to a height of ten feet, jumped from the sky. He showed no mercy and savagely The stick fell.
Boom! !
The violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth, when the two collided, turned into powerful winds, blowing the nearby school ground into a mess, flying sand and rocks, it was so spectacular.
Thirty years have passed, and Yang Tianyou has cultivated from the early stage of Jin Dan to the middle stage of Jin Dan.
Naturally, his natal spiritual beast has also made great progress. Although Yuan Ba has not been promoted to the third-level mid-level, he has also reached the peak of the third-level low-level.
Relying on an extremely solid foundation and foundation, his combat prowess is considered top-notch even among middle-stage Jindan monks.
Its stick is not so easy to pick up.
The platinum golden pupils flickered slightly, and the eyes dropped down, penetrating through the layers of barriers, and saw the scene of the collision between the two.
I saw that the blazing red demonic fire was corroding each other with the Xuanming energy of the Xuanwu beast. During the confrontation between the two, destructive energy burst out.
"This is the defensive formation of the Ziyue Army, the Xuanwu Zhenhai Formation. The defense is so powerful that even late-stage Jindan monks will have to spend a lot of effort to break through it." Yang Haoyu introduced Yang Tianyou again.
"This formation must have a transparent handwriting, right?" Yang Tianyou's eyes flashed, and he saw some traces of the Four Symbols Sect, and said with a smile.
"It was designed by Tongming and Tianshi, and Yunhua also had an idea." Yang Haoyu said.
Yun Hua said: "Before, Tongming and Tenth Brother did take a few formations to ask my opinion, and one of them was this Xuanwu Suppressing Sea Formation."
"That's it!" Yang Tianyou nodded slightly.
The competition on the field continued, with the Flame Explosive Ape surrounding the phantom of the Xuanwu Divine Beast and launching attacks frequently.
However, no matter whether it is the scorching black iron rod that can smash a hundred-foot mountain, or the red-bright demon fire that can evaporate rivers, they can't do anything to this mysterious beast.
A quarter of an hour later, Yuan Ba somersaulted, rolled away, and disappeared into the sea of clouds above. It came here to cooperate with the Ziyue Army's martial arts exercises.
Speaking of which, over the years, Zi Yuejun's most common sparring partners have been Yuan Ba and Xuanyin.
In addition to their daily discussions with each other, the remaining battles between the two of them were with the Ziyue Army.
After the defensive formation was displayed, Yang Yusheng shouted again, "Change formation, restraint!!"
"what!!"
The uniform shouts fell, the formation patterns began to squirm rapidly, the original ring formation also changed rapidly, and in a moment, a brand new battle formation appeared in front of everyone.
In the midst of the smoke and dust, eight 30-foot-tall vast portals were arranged in Bagua directions. On each portal, there was a shadow of a divine beast, looming, exuding different auras of abyss.
Inside the battle formation, there is a wonderful cycle, proceeding along an unpredictable trajectory. Chains formed by the aura of heaven and earth are connected to the eight portals. From time to time, there are crashing sounds.
"This is the eight-door golden lock formation, which combines hardness and softness. It is strange and righteous. It is unpredictable and has no reason to cycle. If there is a golden elixir monk who falls into the formation, not to mention the early golden elixir monk, even if it is in the middle or even late stage, he will not die. We also need to shed our skin." Yang Haoyu's words were full of confidence.
"Okay, okay, we have the White Tiger Roaring Sky Formation to attack, the Xuanwu Suppressing Sea Formation to defend, and the Eight-door Golden Lock Formation to trap. The foundation of our Yang family's Purple Moon Army is complete!" Yang Tianyou said with a flash of excitement on his face. .
"It is also because the family has abundant resources that the minimum cultivation level of these boys is the eighth level of Qi training, and there are eighteen foundation-building monks among them. In addition, everyone is equipped with sophisticated magic weapons, and there are hundreds of people with the same cultivation level as them. With the help of the war beasts, otherwise, how could they have unleashed such a powerful fighting force?" Yang Haoyu sighed.
Sixty years ago, who would have thought that one day, the family would be able to establish such a powerful army of monks?
At that time, there were only a few foundation-building monks, and golden elixir was even more of a luxury...












