The colorful lights intertwined together, reflecting half of the sky into a gorgeous and deadly picture.
However, those Purple Mansion demon cultivators blocking Wu Xiuxiu are not easy either.
They activated the formation disk at the same time, and several formation stones burst out with dazzling light, and a thick light shield instantly enveloped them and Wu Xiuxiu in it.
Countless Tao spells hit the light shield, exploding into gorgeous light flowers. The light shield trembled violently, but there was no sign of breaking.
In a short period of time, this episode of Three Sects monk's all-out attack failed to break through this defense.
And those gray demonic energies are still flowing through the protective shield. The light shield is ineffective against the gray energy and cannot stop it at all. It continues to gather towards the lotus above Wu Xiuxiu's head.
As more and more gray demonic energy poured in, the lotus flower began to change from scarlet to gray inch by inch, starting from the edge of the petals.
It's so gray that it's dead, it's so gray that it's decaying, like a lotus platform that has withered for thousands of years.
Only in the deepest part of the flower's stamen, there is still the last touch of scarlet and a star of pure white, which stubbornly refuses to fade away.
And even through that protective shield, everyone could clearly feel that the aura on Wu Xiuxiu was rising crazily at a suffocating speed, as if there was no end.
Jiang Tian Looking at the protective shield that was constantly rippling and vibrating, but showing no signs of being broken, his face suddenly condensed.
He took a deep breath, held the hilt of Dao Seeker Sword's sword with both hands, and suddenly raised it into the sky.
"Boom--!"
Above the sky, large dark clouds appeared out of thin air, as if being pulled from all directions by an invisible big hand, and gathered rapidly above Wu Xiuxiu's head.
Dark clouds billowed like ink, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, making the already dark sky even gloomier.
Deep in the clouds, there were faint flashes of lightning, and the rise and fall of sword intentions.
Jiang Tian Turn your wrist and hold Dao Seeker Sword upside down, with the hilt of the sword on top and the tip of the sword pointing to the ground.
On the sword body, the pure white light flickered like breathing, and the sword body trembled slightly, emitting a melodious and slender sword sound, as if there were cranes chirping above the nine heavens, or like dragons roaring through the abyss under the nine netherworld.
In the thick dark clouds above our heads, the Spiritual Power between heaven and earth seemed to be stirred wildly by an invisible giant hand, converging towards the center of the clouds at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Spiritual Power collided, squeezed, and rubbed, and a dull thunder burst out, rolling over the head with a rumble, making people's hearts tremble. Deep in the clouds, it seemed that something huge was slowly waking up and pressing down slowly.
"Qiang--!"
Another sword cry, so loud that it hurt the eardrums, pierced the sky.
The dark cloud suddenly opened a gap. The tip of a sword slowly poked out from the gap.
The tip of the sword is pure white, as if it is directly fabricated from the purest light and the most powerful Sword Qi. It has no entity, but is more condensed than any entity.
It only peeked out of the clouds for such a small part, and thousands of Sword Qi hung down from the tip of the sword like a waterfall, one after another, wisp after wisp, densely washed on the protective shield below, making a "dinging, clanging" sound like a heavy rain hitting plantains.
"Execute!"
Jiang Tian Hold the hilt of the sword with both hands and stab down suddenly.
His movements were not fast, but there was an irresistible sense of heaviness, as if what he held in his hand was not a sword, but the weight of a mountain, a sea, and an entire sky.
Following his movements, the pure white giant sword also fell with a crash at the same moment.
The blade of the sword cut through the sky, and the air was compressed into a white shock wave visible to the naked eye, which was pushed wildly to both sides, and the clouds were split into two.
The speed of its fall was not very fast, but it gave people a strong sense of suffocation.
The giant sword crashed onto the shield, coupled with the overwhelming spell frenzy of monk Three Sects, the originally extremely strong light shield finally began to be unable to withstand it.
The shield trembled violently, especially the top where the giant sword was pressed against. The light curtain seemed to be thrown into the water of a boulder, and ripples rippled crazily in all directions, one wave after another, getting denser and more intense.
"Click--!"
A small but harsh cracking sound sounded.
Where the top of the shield contacted the tip of the sword, a crack as thin as a hair appeared.
Immediately afterwards, the crack spread crazily like a spider web, rapidly spreading from one point to all directions.
The crackling sounds came one after another, getting denser and faster.
"Boom--!"
The shield finally failed to hold up and shattered, turning into spots of light and exploding in the sky.
The giant sword was no longer hindered and fell with a crash!
However, just as the tip of the sword was about to touch the ground, a big gray hand suddenly stretched out from below, its fingers spread out, and the palm of its hand forcefully pressed against the tip of the sword.
"Boom--!"
There was a deafening roar, and the entire land trembled violently under the impact.
Sword Qi The storm is mixed with the mana aftermath caused by various spells, spreading crazily in all directions like a tsunami.
Circles of circular shock waves carried gravel, dust, broken magic weapons, and stumps, sweeping away into the distance one after another.
After an unknown amount of time, the storm finally subsided.
The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and the vision became clear again.
A huge gray lotus flower, upside down, appeared in the center of the explosion, like a fortress carved out of gray rock.
The petals of the lotus are covered with criss-crossing scars, the scorch marks caused by magic spells, the pits caused by the impact of magic weapons, and the cracks cut by Sword Qi are all densely covered in every petal.
In some places, a large hole was even penetrated, from which the faint silhouette of a person could be seen.
The most shocking thing was the top of the lotus. A deep sword mark almost ran through the middle, almost cutting the gray lotus in half.
The gray slowly converges, shrinking inward like an ebbing tide, revealing the scene inside.
White Lotus Sect The remaining Purple Mansion demonic cultivators suddenly appeared, all with pale faces, weak breaths, and huddled together on the ground.
The owner of the gray lotus, Wu Xiuxiu, was suspended in mid-air, wrapped in an unknown gray robe. The texture of the lotus petals still remained on the robe, as if it was made directly from lotus petals.
Her face was paler than anyone else's, her lips were gray, but her eyes were still burning red.
At her feet, in addition to the group of the Purple Mansion demon cultivators who were still lingering, there were also a pile of new corpses lying in random directions.
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The fierce attack just now by Three Sects killed many people.
Now White Lotus Sect's Purple Mansion monks number less than 200... It can be said to be a heavy loss!
Of course, the main reason was that when Wu Xiuxiu used the secret technique, a large number of people gathered around her to protect her.
Once the shield is broken, these people become living targets.
If she hadn't used Gray Lotus to protect everyone at the last moment, more people would have died.
Looking at the layers of corpses at his feet, Wu Xiuxiu's figure shook slightly.
These are the backbone of the White Lotus Sect, the family fortune accumulated over the past hundred years.
Now... there are only so many people left.
How should she explain to Sect Master?
Wu Xiuxiu raised his head with a dazed expression, his eyes moved slowly, and finally settled on the figure of Xunxun in a green shirt not far away.
The trance faded away in an instant, replaced by a ferociousness that was twisted to the point of madness.
"Ginger--Tian--!"
In an instant, a monstrous gray demonic energy burst out from her body, shooting straight into the sky like a volcano erupting.
The gray demonic energy was as thick as pulp and surging like a tide, rushing towards everyone at Three Sects. Even the air in the place it passed seemed to have been drained of life, becoming dead and cold.
Just now, in order to resist the sword, she had to forcibly interrupt White Lotus Three Transformations's last step. Although it was not fully completed, it was enough in this state!
Enough to tear these offal into pieces!
Li Tian roared and advanced instead of retreating, "Ha! There are so many of us, how can we still be afraid of you?!"
The long stick in his hand suddenly turned red, and the scorching heat distorted the surrounding air.
Immediately afterwards, the crimson color spread from the stick to his arms, and then from his arms to his face. Circles of red lines appeared on his face, as if he was wearing a thin flame mask, and there were even sparks faintly jumping in his pupils.
Just when Li Tian was gripping the long stick and preparing to rush forward, Jiang Tian suddenly spoke, "Senior Brother Li, can you trap her for a while? I have the means to deal with her."
"Trapped her for a while?" Li Tian was startled, then looked a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."
He has indeed used the secret method now, and his strength has temporarily increased. But facing Wu Xiuxiu at this moment, it is the limit that he can barely hold her back. It is difficult to trap her.
Trapping an opponent whose strength far exceeds one's own is ten times more difficult than confronting him head-on.
"Count me in."
A weak but calm voice sounded from the side.
Qingzhizi walked forward slowly. His face was as pale as a piece of paper, and his lips were bloodless. Although the hole in his chest had stopped bleeding, the edge of the wound still had a deathly gray color, which was shocking to see.
Jiang Tian glanced at him, paused for a moment on the shocking wound on his chest, frowned and said, "Are you... really okay?"
"You are looking down on us Azure Cloud Sect too much." Qingzhizi glanced sideways at Jiang Tian, with a weak arc at the corner of his mouth. Then he turned his palm over, and a talisman with gold characters on a green background appeared at his fingertips.
As soon as this [Birth Talisman] came out, the surrounding air condensed.
Jiang Tian stopped talking nonsense and said in a deep voice, "Okay. You two only need to trap her for a moment, and I can kill her."
"The other disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect also have ways to trap the enemy. You Heavenly Fire Sect and Beast Taming Sect are responsible for holding back the remaining monks White Lotus Sect Purple Mansion. The matter of trapping the enemy is left to us Azure Cloud Sect." Qingzhizi spoke quickly and clearly.
"Okay!" Li Tian nodded heavily, then turned around and shouted an order, the sound of which spread throughout the Three Sects front.
As soon as he finished speaking, the gold-lettered and green-backed talisman on Qingzhizi's fingertips flew out of his hand and faced the rising storm. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge talisman several feet high, hanging high in the sky.
The golden characters on the talisman shine brightly, and each character is like a small sun, exuding ancient and heavy pressure.
He shouted loudly, "Fellow disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect, use your talisman as I please!"
A strange wave of energy emitted from the giant talisman, sweeping across the entire battlefield like ripples.
Needless to say, all Azure Cloud Sect disciples understood what he meant in an instant.
Countless talismans with gold characters and green backgrounds flew out from their sleeves, arms, and eyebrows, like thousands of blue butterflies fluttering their wings at the same time, floating upward, and densely suspended in the sky.
Each talisman shimmers with golden light, echoing and connecting with each other, forming a network of talismans that covers the sky and the sun.
"Buzz--!"
The golden light emitted by the talisman suddenly condensed and turned into golden chains as thick as arms, hanging down from the net of the talisman.
Those chains ignored the erosion and obstruction of the gray demonic energy, and penetrated directly through the layers of demonic mist, like golden dragons, accurately wrapping around Wu Xiuxiu's body.
The limbs, torso, waist and abdomen, every joint, and every key point were tightly entangled by golden chains extending from different angles.
"Huh?!" Wu Xiuxiu snorted coldly, with blood in his eyes, and shouted angrily, "You want to control me with just this method?!"
She suddenly exerted her strength, and the gray demonic energy around her body surged like boiling water. Thick gray mist spurted out from every pore on her body, frantically eroding and tearing at the golden chains wrapped around her body.
The chains began to shake violently under her struggle, making an overwhelming "creaking" sound, and some of the thinner chains even began to have tiny cracks.
Seeing this, the other White Lotus Sect demon cultivators wanted to rush forward to help her out, but the disciples of the Heavenly Fire Sect and Beast Taming Sect had already pounced on them and held them back, preventing them from getting even closer.
The two sides fought together around Wu Xiuxiu, spells roared, magic weapons collided, and someone fell down every moment.
Seeing that Wu Xiuxiu was about to break the chain, Li Tian's eyes flashed with a sharp look and his wrist shook violently.
The long red stick in his hand flew out from his hand, passing over the chaotic fighting crowd like a meteor, and directly suspended in the sky not far from Wu Xiuxiu.
The red light on the long stick shone brightly, like a small sun burning blazingly, and waves of sound waves that seemed to be substantial rippled out from the stick. The sound waves were silent but visible to the naked eye, as if the air itself was trembling, surrounding Wu Xiuxiu in circles.
Wu Xiuxiu's posture, which was about to break the chain, was momentarily stagnant under the suppression of the sound wave, and its movement slowed down several times.
"Whatever you want to do, hurry up!" Qingzhizi gritted his teeth, veins popped up on his forehead. It was obvious that the pressure to maintain the Talisman Network was much heavier than what he said, "We can't hold on for long! She is... too strong now!"
"You don't need to talk nonsense." Jiang Tian replied coldly, flipped his wrist, and Dao Seeker Sword raised it again.
Thick dark clouds gathered crazily in the sky again, faster, fiercer, and more violent than the previous sword.
In just a few breaths, a pure white sword tip poked out from the surging dark clouds, shining brightly like the might of heaven descending.
Looking at the familiar tip of the giant sword above his head, Wu Xiuxiu instead of being afraid, instead laughed wildly, the laughter was harsh and wanton, and his long gray hair danced wildly in the wind.
"Trying the same trick again? Hahahaha, this trick of yours is useless to me!"