Old Black held the front line, facing off against the purple-robed elder. She was a genuine Boundless Realm cultivator, far beyond what Wenlong and the others could withstand at the Golden Immortal realm.
Even the residual force of her spell power was enough to give Wenlong and the others a bitter taste of trouble. He could only set up a defensive array formation to weaken her attacks.
The Black-and-White Twin Dragons and Monkey Sun immediately reverted to their true forms, increasing their resistance.
Meanwhile, Old Black and the purple-robed elder were evenly matched, like two chess masters meeting their equal. For the moment, neither could get the better of the other.
Once Wenlong finished setting up the Defensive Array Formation, they all cast spells to help Old Black attack the purple-robed elder.
This time, they no longer had to worry about their lives being threatened. The Black-and-White Twin Dragons and Monkey Sun each unleashed their abilities, thoroughly enjoying their assault on the purple-robed elder.
Seeing the purple-robed elder gradually losing ground, Wenlong feared she would escape and immediately summoned the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
Ten thousand ghosts poured out at once, making the scalps of the Black-and-White Twin Dragons, Monkey Sun, and even the purple-robed elder prickle.
Had she faced the Ten Thousand Souls Banner's evil ghosts alone, the purple-robed elder might have dealt with them easily.
But with Old Black holding her down, she felt like weeping. She could only grit her teeth and face the several blasts of spell power hurtling toward her.
With Wenlong and the others helping Old Black, the purple-robed elder had already been slipping into a disadvantage.
Now ten thousand ghosts had joined the battle, and it was too late to flee. The other attacks could only wound her; Old Black's attacks were the