Chapter 1366: Battle of Monks

"what happened?"

The moment the cave formation was opened, Muranga felt the strong fluctuations and murderous energy of the battle outside, and immediately flew out of the cave, standing in the sky, staring at the scene in front of him, stunned.

An old man wrapped in black mist stood in the air, controlling a group of demon souls to slaughter monks. Each monk had no power to resist at all, and simply turned into a one-sided massacre.

"Damn it, dare to break into the Flame Island... and slaughter my Yin Yang-style Sect monks!"

Village Gang clenched his fists, surging aura surged out of his body, and his strength in the later stage of condensing pills was undoubtedly revealed.

As soon as the words fell, a crimson sword burning with raging flames appeared in the hands of the village gang, and flew to the sky.

"Who are you, dare to break into the flame island?"

Village Gang stood in the air, his eyes were closed together, and the flaming sword in his hand was burning with fiery fireworks, causing the surrounding air to twist and fluctuate.

"roll!"

Zhen Yuanzi frowned, and when he turned his head, he saw Cun Gang standing not far away glaring at him. With a wave of his hand, a black mist turned into a small snake and shot towards Cun Gang, leaving a trail in the air. The next channeling of misty fog.

"idiot!"

The scarlet flaming sword in Muranga's hand suddenly slashed down, and a flame of sword energy chopped the black mist snake that came from the spurting into powder, with a look of rage on his face, the opponent didn't take him seriously.

"Oh? Has your strength improved?"

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at him in surprise, only then did he realize that Cun Gang had already entered the late stage of condensing alchemy.

"Soul Devouring Great Evolution Technique!"

Zhenyuanzi pinched the magic formula with both hands, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, the black mist wrapped around his body gathered together, and the combination gathered into ancient war horses and soldiers, rushing towards the village gang like overwhelming, the horses are empty, and the breath is surging... It seems that people are trapped in an ancient battlefield.

Village Gang's face suddenly changed, and now, he sensed that the aura emanating from the other party was a cultivator at the golden core stage.

Armed with swords, guns, swords and halberds, the overwhelming horse knights, like soldiers rushing to the battlefield, passed by the village at an extremely fast speed, and then ran forward for about several hundred meters before they all disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Village Gang stood where he was, his eyes were full of horror, unwillingness, and doubt... All kinds of extremely complicated expressions, he who had just stepped into the late stage of alchemy, never imagined that there was actually a gold mine hidden in the flame island. Danqi monk.

Click!

The crimson sword held in his hand made a crisp sound, cracks like spider silk appeared, and fell from the air.

The wind blows!

Village Gang seemed to have stood in place for tens of thousands of years, his body had already decayed, turning into wisps of dust floating between the sky and the earth.

Seeing this scene, those monks who were trapped in the formation of ghostly banners became more and more desperate, their eyes were red, and they tried their best to break out from the formation.

"Just because you people want to break through my formation, dreaming!"

Zhen Yuanzi sneered, killing Village Gang is as easy as crushing an ant to Zhen Yuanzi. Although Zhen Yuanzi does not have a complete body and is not as powerful as a Jindan stage monk of the same level, Village Gang is still alive after all. There is a big difference from him, and there is no resistance at all.

While manipulating the array, Zhen Yuanzi recruited the village gang's space cutoff into his hands. After a search with his spiritual sense, a gleam of joy appeared on his face, "This guy is really rich!"

At this moment, thousands of dense lights and shadows appeared in the distant sky, and they were rushing towards the sky rapidly.

"The guys from Himeji Castle came so fast!" Mamotoko frowned slightly.

Although Zhen Yuanzi was strong, the number of opponents was too many, and there were many monks who were powerful or possessed top-grade magic weapons.

"Second young master, hurry up, I can only resist them for a while." Zhen Yuanzi immediately transmitted his spiritual thoughts, and immediately stopped hiding his cultivation, and radiated the divine power of a monk in the Jindan period.

"what happened?"

"What a powerful breath?"

"How could there be such a powerful aura on Flame Island, almost comparable to Lord Seimei..."

"It seems to be stronger than Mr. Seimei!"

"A monk in the golden core period!"

In the distant sky, densely flying monks could sense the horrifying aura emanating from the flame island, and their faces showed expressions of shock and uncertainty.

"No matter who it is, we must stop him and wait until Lord Qingming comes over!"

Among the crowd, a middle-aged monk shouted sharply, obviously he has a high status in the Yin-Yang Sect.

One sentence stabilized the hearts of the people, and the crowd continued to fly over.

I don't believe that the opponent can stop the combined attack of thousands of people on my side.

"How come there are monks at the golden core stage on this flame island?" Bian Fujii, who was among the crowd, frowned and muttered in a low voice.

Bian Fujii's strength ranks lower among this group of people, secretly thinking in his heart that he must not rush up, and it is the right way to pretend to be injured and find a place to hide while waiting for the chaos of the battle.

Coming from Himeji Castle, the overwhelming army of monks enveloped the sky like moving dark clouds, moving quickly towards the Flame Island.

"kill!"

Zhenyuanzi's aura erupted, and the seven-faced ghost banner instantly rose in black mist, transforming into thousands of star-wheel mirror monsters and phantom beasts, as if two armies were at war, rushing towards the army of monks coming from Himeji City.

Various spells and treasures are flying in the sky, waves of energy explosions spread out, and the world changes color!

Bian Fujii is controlling a silver turntable the size of a millstone. The turntable is engraved with dense runes, and the edges are extremely sharp. It turns sharply, like silver streamers, heading towards the phantom beasts and monsters all over the sky.

All over the Flame Island, wars broke out at the same time.

The monsters are disillusioned, and the monks fall!

Without any reason, the battle in the realm of comprehension is extremely cruel.

A ferocious monster with two red eyes flew towards Fujii.

A trace of cunning flashed in Bian Fujii's eyes, and the silver plate flew back sharply, turning into a silver light, splitting the monster from it in an instant, turning it into a cloud of mist.

"ah……"

Bian Fujii let out a scream, and immediately fell down.

"Mr. Bian Teng!" A nearby monk frowned and shouted repeatedly.

"Avenge me..." Bian Teng spurted blood from his mouth, and he fell into the forest quickly.

However, Bian Fujii, who had just fallen, had a flash of light in his eyes, and he didn't look like he was about to die at all.

"This group of idiots, the opponent's strength is so high, they will be used as cannon fodder, let's wait for Master Qingming to come."

Bian Fujii gave a soft snort, and quickly rushed towards the volcano. Now he is looking for a place to hide, and then go out after the battle is over.

In the crater, Zhuo Bufan's eyes were bloodshot, his body muscles were tense, and the veins on his arms and forehead burst out.

"Come out for me..."

Zhuo Bufan gritted his steel teeth, almost smashing them into pieces. The strength in his body twisted into one strand, his clothes had been shattered by the violent aura, revealing a body with smooth lines. Scarlet vines danced in the air like tentacles.

finally.

The spirit of flame under the crater was shaken! "rise!"