Chapter 1269: Battle of Wind Howling City (Part 2)

In one direction, thousands of monks were arranged in a mysterious formation, with a flying sword hovering above their heads. The sword energy stirred in the sky. It seemed that they were setting up some kind of unusual sword formation.

In another place, thousands of monks wearing Confucian robes and dressed like scholars, each holding a writing brush in their hands, were volleying towards the same place in the air to carve. Soon after, a huge, entity-like character appeared. When it came out, it was filled with a shocking and awe-inspiring righteousness.

Somewhere behind, thousands of Taoist priests gathered in a circle, sitting cross-legged on the ground. There was a large alchemy furnace with a hundred feet in the middle. All the Taoist priests held whisks in their left hands and placed them on their right arms. They stretched their right hands forward and fired out spiritual energy. The light pillars disappeared into the alchemy furnace one after another. After a moment, the alchemy furnace suddenly began to shake violently, and at the same time a hot breath filled the air, as if something was about to break through the wall.

Somewhere in the middle of the crowd, thousands of monks stood solemnly, looking up at the sky. Above everyone's heads floated a giant gourd as big as a hill. The mouth of the gourd faced the enemy camp. All the monks put their palms together and sprayed out a stream of energy from their index fingers. The spiritual light beam quickly sank into the gourd. In just a moment, a burst of icy-cold white air suddenly burst out from the gourd's mouth, mixed with large snowflakes, instantly turning the nearby area into a land of ice and snow.

In the area in front of the crowd, thousands of monks wearing colorful robes quickly took out several spirit beast bags from their waists. The next moment, bursts of beast roars came out, and as various colors of light fell to the ground, they suddenly appeared above. Thousands of demonic beasts of all kinds looked up to the sky and roared.

In another area ahead, thousands of pale-faced monks stood quietly. When an order was given, the monk immediately dropped a coffin he was carrying behind him to the ground. After a burst of spells, a large number of Terrifying corpses and zombies crawled out of the coffin and roared at the enemy.

Things like this are constantly happening in the entire coalition camp, and almost all of them are large-scale attack spells. When the enemy is ready, this side is also ready.

For a time, spiritual lights flashed over the two camps, and various roars and howls came one after another. The scene was truly shocking.

"Shen Qingyang, as long as you are willing to take people out of Fengxiao City, I can end this war. What do you think?"

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from the enemy camp. The voice was not loud, but it gave people a sense of distance and nearness, like thunder. It easily reached everyone's ears and was extremely majestic. .

"Hmph! Old Mo Qiu, if you want to fight, fight. Why talk nonsense? Don't you think I'm afraid of you?"

Shen Qingyang on the city wall snorted angrily, stared at a certain place in the enemy camp and shouted solemnly.

"Okay, if that's the case, let's fight!"

The old voice from before came again.

His words were like an imperial edict. The next moment, the dark clouds over the enemy army suddenly pressed forward. No one knew how many ghosts were inside, and the screams of ghosts became more intense.

At the same time, the corpses, zombies, monsters, and ferocious birds on the plain below also roared and ran towards the coalition forces, as if they had received orders.

In particular, the dozen or so hill-like beasts from the wild were even more astonishing when they ran. Every footfall was like an earthquake, and the ground trembled, making a rumbling sound.

The battle started officially as soon as the two of them finished speaking.

Although the Dragon Falling Territory army did not stand up to kill, but only controlled the corpse-refining ghosts and monsters to lead the charge, everyone was not idle either. Various handbrake techniques were also used to perform large-scale spells. At the same time, an array master in the crowd began to wave the array flag, and layers of unusually thick defensive light curtains rose from the ground, shrouding the army below.

The coalition forces were also unambiguous. Under the orders of the senior monks, everyone immediately launched a counterattack.

The thousands of monks who had set up the sword array had serious eyes, and pointed one hand above their heads. The numerous flying swords immediately emitted a dazzling light, criss-crossing, and struck the monsters in front of them like meteors.

Suddenly, wailing sounds filled the field, and some low-level monsters running at the front were immediately chopped into pieces, with stinky blood flowing all over the ground.

But soon, these flesh and blood were devoured by other monster beasts that came over.

And after those flying swords circled, they slashed at the monster beast that was charging forward again.

At this time, the thousands of Confucian scholars also took action. Under the urging of everyone's magic formula, the huge shining character in the sky rushed into the dark clouds in a flash.

As a result, as soon as the character entered, it exploded and turned into a vast righteousness that filled the sky. All ghosts that came into contact with this vast righteousness immediately disappeared in the screams. With just one blow, countless people died. Even the dark clouds dissipated a little. It was obvious that this Haoran's righteousness was restraining the ghosts.

But those Confucian scholars did not give up. The brushes in their hands started to draw in the air again, and at the same time, another ordinary character appeared again.

At the same time, in the other direction, the thousands of Taoist priests stared, and the magic formulas in their hands suddenly accelerated. The next moment, the huge cauldron suddenly flew up, with a "bang" sound, the lid was popped open, and at the same time A large number of flaming firebirds flew out from it, flapping their wings and galloping towards the fierce birds flying in the opposite direction.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, many ferocious birds turned into balls of fire amidst roars and struggled to hit the ground. In the end, all their flesh and blood were burned away.

At this time, the giant gourd as big as a hill also launched an attack under the urging of the people below. After this period of time, the large amount of cold air sprayed from the gourd's mouth gathered more and more, and it had already covered the entire nearby area. As a result, all the cold air wrapped in snowflakes suddenly rotated, and finally formed a giant vortex that connected the sky and the earth, rushing towards the enemy camp in front at a high speed. It can be seen that in the vortex, there are actually many ice blades about a foot long. The scene is really horrifying.

At the same time, the corpses and zombies summoned by the coalition forces also raised their heads and roared and ran forward. Their attack targets were the enemy's zombies and other things.

But this is not over yet. There are other kinds of magic in the sky above the coalition camp, which are constantly shooting out. For a while, various light columns and raging magic fire filled the entire sky, and finally all penetrated into the enemy camp.

At this moment, the formation master of the coalition side also took action immediately, and a series of defensive light curtains rose from the ground, covering everyone.

After the two sides started fighting, Shen Qingyang and others on the tower watched everything coldly and did not participate. You know, the magic attacks launched by both sides now, even if the Yuanying stage cultivators can't dodge in time, they can only fall, how can they have the courage to rush forward.

Everyone knows that the competition in the early stage of the war is large-scale magic, to see who can hold on first.