Chapter 2970

Shen Lang and Fengyang and other experts of the ten thousand demon alliance have already discussed a set of extremely rigorous tactics for this war, and their cooperation is seamless.

Once Du Xuan wants to break down one by one, Shen Lang and other friars can always get rid of the siege in time, leaving Du Xuan powerless.

After fighting for a while, chaos inflames the spirit to be weaker and weaker, the wound is more and more, the flame on the body surface is dim a lot, consume greatly.

"Shit, you can't go on like this!"

At last, a little fear rose in Du Xuan's heart.

He has tried his best and still can't open the breach. Until now, it's just that we are in danger, and the chaotic spiritual power in our body has been consumed.

This kind of war can't be fought any more, or it will kill him!

In desperation, Du Xuan decided to run away.

Although in his heart, he did not dare to take revenge for Tieshan, but Du Xuan did not want to make fun of his life.

"A group of debris from the ancient spiritual world will let you hop for a while today. When the Lord comes here, let all your debris be destroyed! "

In the mouth of the chaotic fire spirit, which is full of holes, there is a fierce roar, and there is a golden flame on the surface of the body. Just like the volcano that is about to erupt, the terrifying momentum makes people's scalp numb!

Du Xuan is ready to use his last chaotic power to escape.

However, it was just then.

"This is not a place where you can come and go if you want. Now that you are here, you'd better stay! "

Suddenly a bleak and deep voice came from the sky, and the cloud trace son who had been sitting in Qishan finally appeared.

Only the cloud trace turned into a brilliant white light, like a meteor running through the sun, quickly appeared in the middle of the battlefield.

Cloud trace son's face is like the ancient well without waves. He turns his hands to offer a Golden Vase with seven colors of sunlight. The mouth of the vase is filled with light rainbow light, gorgeous and mysterious!

"Nine colors of Hongguang is a fairy treasure of Kaiguang level! No... It's impossible! "

If Du Xuan was struck by lightning, he was so scared that he took a breath of cold air. For a while, he doubted whether he saw the illusion or not?

What happened today is beyond his cognition.

It is inconceivable that a lower level interface can display Shen Lang, a friar who can control chaotic spiritual power, and a top-grade immortal tool. There are even friars who can activate immortal treasure!

Du Xuan has never seen such a terrible interface.

His intestines are all remorseful. He knew that. He should stick to the order of the Lord at the beginning and not fight against the monks in the ancient spiritual world.

Now, I'm afraid there is no regret medicine to take.

"Master, take advantage of the present, and quickly accept the real immortal!" Shen waves face a trace of excitement, immediately toward the cloud mark son shouted.

"Don't worry, apprentice!"

Cloud trace son slightly nods, opens the mouth to spurt three mouthfuls of blood essence into the golden Xia vase, turns into the waterfall like blood color spiritual power, and rushes into the vase.

There are a large number of seven color runes pouring out of the mouth of the Jinxia vase, and the dense seven color runes rush out of the vase, just like a vast net, binding the body of the chaotic and inflamed spirit.

"No!!! Let go of me! "

Du Xuan was so scared that his heart broke and he screamed hysterically.

He tried to break away from the shackles of these colorful runes, but found that the chaotic spiritual power in his body was completely sealed, and even his spirit and spirit were scattered.

The three flowers on the top of Du Xuan's head have been cut off from the Jinxia vase, and the three golden flowers at the center of chaoyanling's eyebrow are completely dimmed.

Chaos is sealed in a colorful space, the huge body can not move at all.

Cloud mark son's forehead exudes a lot of cold sweat. Fortunately, this chaotic and inflamed spirit is weak. Otherwise, he can't seal the other side with Jinxia vase.

Because the three losses and seven robberies of yunchenzi are coming, and he is in a weak period, Shen Lang doesn't let his master join the war in the first place, but stays in the critical moment to play a role.

The development of things is as expected by Shen lang. if Du Xuan is not in a state of extreme weakness, yunchenzi may not be able to control the other side by Jinxia aquarium.

The shenlang plan went well. Now, Du Xuan, who is totally controlled by his body and has no ability to gather three flowers, has become the fish on the chopping board and is allowed to be slaughtered.

"Don't Don't kill me! I am willing to submit to my Taoists and be slaves forever. I beg them to spare my life! "

The huge fear before his death shattered Du Xuan's spirit, and he looked at yunchenzi in horror, making a shrill cry for mercy.

Cloud mark son's face color is as usual, calm way: "apprentice, begin!"

"This man has lost the ability to gather three flowers. Let's attack quickly!"

Shen Lang shouts loudly, and then urges the sky Gang pure Yang Sword array with all his strength. The silver swords, shadows and light blades in the sky fuse with each other, forming nine huge silver hot suns, and bombard the chaos spirit sealed in the air.

"Solar rain!"

"Tianxuan optical domain!"

"Curse of the evil king!"

"Nine days for Phoenix!"

"Space burst!"

Led by Shen Lang, the friars such as Fengyang, Guyue, Ouyang Changfeng, Su Ruoxue, Bai Lan and Meier smashed chaos and inflamed the spirit with all their abilities.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

The crackling sound is like the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing, and the colorful bright light explodes, and the strong light covers everything around.

The huge chaotic inflamed spirit is filled with flesh and blood by the burst attack.

The sound of the explosion lasted for thirty or forty minutes before it gradually subsided.

The body of chaos burning spirit is divided into flames, just like fireworks bursting, and finally the body is no longer there, and the body collapses.

The soul body of the chaotic burning spirit turns into a golden airflow, which is collected into the golden Xia vase by the cloud trace son.

Everything was quiet.

"It's finally over."

Shen Lang took a long breath with a group of monks, and his face was as happy as the afterlife.

"You Taoist friends, we will celebrate when we have cleaned up the remnant soldiers in the foreign regions."

Cried Shen Lang.

"Good!"

All of them responded and joined the battle group on the other side of Qishan.

The fighting situation in Qishan is also optimistic. Top level experts such as the evil shadow God Xiuhua Ziling have played a great role. The loss of the army of the ten thousand demon alliance is not too great, and it is within the acceptable range.

Two real immortals are dead. The rest of the holy friars are just turtles in a jar.

With shenlang snow night and other friars joining the battle, the scene was no different from the massacre, and the battle ended in less than ten minutes.

Five million monks in the holy world were annihilated, and six million monks were lost in the Banshee alliance.

It seems that the Wanyao alliance has lost a lot, but compared with the holy friars' army, it is higher than its own two grades of accomplishments. This loss is small for the size of the one billion or more armies of Wanyao alliance.

The battle was a total victory. The Wanyao alliance seized a large number of top-level magic weapons, including a dozen immortal weapons!

Fengyang sent some monks to clean up the battlefield, ordered the army to return to fangqishan, and happily led a group of experts from the Banshee alliance to the temple of Tianfeng nationality to celebrate and have a rest.