Chapter 1517: Battle of the Great Monks

"What the fairy said is right. I really don't understand why Daoist Gonghu can accuse someone of such a big crime for just a small incident. Moreover, now there are both witnesses and evidence. Even if you say something exaggerated, it is hard for us to believe it!"

"I also think Daoist Gonghu is wrong in this matter. I remember that you used to be a very open-minded person. How come you have become so narrow-minded now? If this matter gets out, Daoist, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed?"

At this time, Bai Yunfeng and Elder Meng also echoed the accusation. They are not afraid of offending Gonghu Bo, after all, they are all mid-term cultivators, but offending Wu Fan is different.

Moreover, the fact in front of them now is that Wu Fan is right, so they will naturally choose to go with the flow. Even if Gonghu Bo finds evidence and sues Master Gan Yang in the future, they can pretend to be stupid and say that they don't know about it.

"You, you...!"

As expected, the words of the two made Gong Hubo's face flushed instantly, and his heart was full of grievances. He seemed to be going crazy, trembling, pointing at the two and wanting to curse.

But the three would never give him a chance. They ignored his existence and turned to look at Wu Fan.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, we just checked and found that Wu Junmo had set up an illusion array here. It may take some effort to escape. I wonder if you have any way to break the array quickly?"

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Wu, now is the time to use people outside, we can't delay."

"Fellow Daoist Wu, it is said that you are a formation master. I think breaking an ordinary illusion array is easy, right?"

Bai Yunfeng, Old Meng, and Man Rumei talked about business in a serious manner, and their voices were very loud, as if they deliberately wanted to cover up what Gong Hubo would say next.

But this scene made Gong Hubo so angry that he almost vomited three liters of blood. He tried to interrupt several times but failed. Finally, he flicked his sleeves, turned around with a gloomy face, and kept silent.

Even if he was stupid, he understood the intentions of the three people. He knew that it was useless to say more, so he could only pinch his nose and admit defeat.

"Hehe, don't worry, the three of you. This illusion array is called "Hundred Ghosts Displacement Array". I just studied it and it is not difficult to break it. You wait for a moment, I will be back soon."

Seeing Gong Hubo's frustrated look, for some reason, Wu Fan felt a lot more comfortable even if he failed to kill him. After hearing the three people's questions, he smiled slightly and said nonchalantly.

"Haha, that's great, thank you, fellow Daoist Wu!"

Bai Yunfeng and the other two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Wu Fan didn't waste any words. After nodding to the three people, he turned around and left here.

"Humph!"

At this time, Gong Hubo turned around, stared at Wu Fan's back coldly, and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

But the next moment, he suddenly clenched his fists, and his face turned gloomy again.

Because, a cold voice came into his ears!

"Gong Hu Bo, I'm letting you live a little longer!"

……

After a while, the thick evil spirit slowly dissipated, and all the ghosts rushed in one direction and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the sun was shining again here.

Bai Yunfeng and the other two smiled slightly, got up and left here.

But Gong Hu Bo hesitated for a while, but did not choose to follow the three people, but turned to the plain.

It seems that he was really afraid of being hunted by Wu Fan, so he chose to go to a crowded and empty place!

………

At the same time, on the other side of the canyon, Wu Fan held a flag in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

"This Wanhun Banner is much stronger than mine. A little refining will be a great help!"

Wu Fan played with the flag for a few times, then put it away with a smile, and flew away from here with a flash of light on his body.

………

Now the entire battlefield has entered a white-hot stage. There are countless battle groups in the sky, on the ground, and in the jungle. Shouts, curses, screams, and roars are heard one after another.

As far as the eye can see, various colors of light pass through the sky, and countless magic weapons are flying. In just a short while, the ground is already covered with corpses. It is extremely tragic.

But as time goes by, the scope of the battlefield is getting larger and larger. Some people who have the ability to protect themselves have already fled the plain and were chased to the mountains far away.

At this time, the plain seems empty, and the battle groups are less than 30% of the previous ones.

But above the clouds and mist in the sky above the plain, there are several battle groups that are very eye-catching. The sound of fighting there is like thunder, which makes people change color.

Looking around, the clouds are full of swords, magic, and magic clouds. From time to time, dazzling silver rainbows and colorful clouds flash by. Every battle group can change the color of the world, which is extremely terrifying.

It goes without saying that the people who could make such a big splash must be those great cultivators.

This is exactly the case. At this moment, in a cloud layer, Master Gan Yang and Ming Qianzong were fighting fiercely. Every time they attacked, they were extremely ruthless and deadly.

But the two of them have been fighting until now, and they are evenly matched. Master Gan Yang is a little higher than Ming Qianzong in terms of cultivation, but Ming Qianzong's True Word Cauldron is really difficult to deal with. Until now, Master Gan Yang has not been able to get any benefits.

But Master Gan Yang is not in a hurry. Now he has only one goal, which is to delay the opponent. As long as the others are free, Ming Qianzong will definitely die.

As for why he has such confidence, it is because in the other two battle groups, Party B obviously has the upper hand, and the opponent can't hold on for long.

The two battle groups were respectively the Venerable Fenlie and the Divine Master Chaoget against Wu Mayi, and the other was Zhuge Qingtian and Huangfu Sheng against Qiao Qianbai.

Among them, the Venerable Fenlie practiced the way of power and magic, and was good at close combat, but Wu Mayi was like a ghost, his body was erratic, hiding in a dark and evil aura, and it was difficult to get close to him.

But the Divine Master Chaoget mainly practiced spiritual arts, and when the magic flag was waved, the magic he cast was extremely terrifying, and Wu Mayi was often forced to leave his body, and then the Venerable Fenlie took the opportunity to hide on him.

The two cooperated well.

But it must be said that Wu Mayi was really powerful. Although he did not dare to fight the two head-on, no one could escape his life.

Not to mention that his various magical powers were extremely strange, just his imitation spiritual treasure Wanhun Banner, which was said to be ranked first in the Falling Dragon Domain, was already distressing. It was difficult to hit his real body when all the ghosts came out.

It was precisely because this person was extremely difficult to deal with and they were worried that he would escape, so Zhenren Ganyang and others decided to let Venerable Fenlie and Chaoget join forces to resist the enemy, because only Chaoget's instant spiritual technique could suppress Wu Ma Yi and prevent him from retreating calmly.

As for Zhuge Qingtian, the situation was also fierce, and Qiao Qianbai had lost his temper.

The two had fought many times in Fengxiao City, but Zhuge Qingtian was always at a disadvantage.

But now it was different. Although Huangfu Sheng had just advanced to the late stage, Qiao Qianbai was exhausted by the two of them. In just a short while, he was already injured and obviously could not hold on for long.