Wu Yugang looked at his excited junior fellow apprentice, wanting to say something but not saying it. He sighed softly and stared at the sudden scene silently, guessing what was about to happen and how to deal with it.
When the Shushan sects were discussing and arguing, they suddenly heard a loud bang in the air. They didn't know what happened. They looked up and saw that the sky river had burst and was rushing towards the Shushan temple. Everyone was terrified and didn't know where to escape and hide to avoid this fatal impact.
As they were panicking, they suddenly saw the Shushan elder pinching his fingers and chanting a spell. Suddenly, a shocking sound was heard. The temple had been uprooted and lifted into the air. The powerful water flow rolled, raising powerful waves and rushing past the temple. The temple was hanging in the air safely, and the disciples of various sects were stunned by this scene. Elder Jingtian's cultivation was indeed amazing, and everyone was amazed.
The four gods were watching the battle in mid-air. They were so overwhelmed by the victory that they had no time to worry about the enemy's counterattack. The gods were feeling proud when they saw the flood rushing away. Suddenly, they saw the temple flying up into the air and hanging in the air. The gods were also stunned by this sudden scene and thought: Could they have avoided such a mighty force? How could this be possible!
The gods were wondering when they suddenly heard someone in the temple in midair shouting, "The gods can actually harm innocent people in this way. Where is morality? You have gone too far. If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how powerful I, Jingtian, am! Today I will also shock Jingtian!" It turned out that the old ancestor was unwilling to accept this disaster and was so angry that he wanted to fight the gods.
The gods laughed loudly upon hearing this. Lei Gong said, "Since you have the ability, just let the temple hang in the air! I want to see what you are capable of. You dare to argue with the heavens. You are so hateful!"
Feng Bo, Yu Shi, and Dian Mu watched the temple rising into the air, and could not help laughing. They wanted to see how long this old man's magic power could keep the temple suspended in the air. No matter how powerful he was, he was still a human. How could he be able to defeat the gods? He really overestimated his own abilities.
Wu Yuguang and others who were secretly watching the war from a distance were also shocked by the scene before them. Suddenly, they saw the Shushan Temple rising into the air and were terrified.
Yang Chenguang said to his brother: "The battlefield is so unpredictable. Just now I thought the gods would win. But now the temple has flown up and escaped a disaster. It's really hard to predict what Shushan will do!"
Wu Yuguang just watched the progress of the battle silently, and told his brother not to be anxious, but to calm down and analyze the development of the situation in order to respond.
After hearing what the ancestor said, the people of Shushan admired this old demon from the bottom of their hearts. He was indeed a man of integrity. In the face of a powerful enemy, he was able to consider the overall situation and save us from danger, which was rare. But they didn't know how the ancestor would respond. Everyone secretly sweated for the ancestor Jingtian.
The cultivation of Patriarch Jingtian is definitely not that of an ordinary person, otherwise he would not have the Demon Gathering Banner in his hand. When everyone was puzzled, they suddenly saw the Patriarch waving the Demon Gathering Banner, using his magic power to drive the magical object and attack the heavenly soldiers.
This demon-gathering banner is a sacred object of evil spirits. It gathers all the beasts of the evil spirit world, all of which are extremely ferocious and strange monsters. The cold light flashes brightly, and the spirit monsters on the banner are all baring their fangs and claws, swallowing up the sky and seizing the earth, using all the evil spirits' abilities, how can the enemy resist? This scene is all transformed by the spiritual energy of the evil sky, and it is not described by ordinary people. The spiritual objects are extraordinary and magical, and they all have the potential to defeat the enemy.
The ancestor waved the demon-gathering banner, walked on the Tiangang, stepped on the seven stars, and chanted something in his mouth, and controlled the spirit beasts in the four directions. As soon as the formula came out, the spirit beasts rose up on the demon banner. In an instant, dark clouds covered the sky and the earth, black winds rose suddenly, and monsters howled. From all directions, strange monsters rose up and covered the sky, and black smoke rushed into the sky.
The strange bird was over ten feet tall, spewing thick smoke and fire, and the monsters were baring their fangs and claws, their teeth and claws flashing coldly. The monsters were flying around and attacking the heavenly soldiers. These monsters from the evil spirit world were all transformed by ghosts and underworld spirits. They were extremely yin and were the enemy of the yang spirit of the gods. If they were contaminated by them, they would lose their form and soul and die. The heavenly soldiers had never seen such a gloomy aura before. They were frightened and fled everywhere. Many of them threw away their weapons and armor. The scene was horrible.
The battlefield was filled with black smoke and a gloomy atmosphere. The soldiers were killed and had no way to enter the ground or escape. There were countless wounded.
The God of Thunder, the Goddess of Lightning, the Master of Wind and the Master of Rain were so frightened at the sight that they were powerless to resist. Under the attack of the powerful monster, they had no choice but to flee. They first fled back to heaven to report and then make other plans.
Yang Chenguang and others who were watching the battle from a distance could not help but secretly marvel at the scene. There was actually someone with such great magical power here that even the heavenly soldiers were defeated here. It looked really not easy!
Wu Yugang said to his dumbfounded brother, "Look! The battlefield is unpredictable. There is such a powerful mana here that even the heavenly soldiers can't defeat him. It's really admirable! We can't underestimate the enemy!"
Yang Chenguang listened to his brother's words and nodded, saying, "Brother is right. Fortunately, we didn't rush to use our troops, otherwise we would have been defeated. It seems that it's difficult for you and I to handle it alone!"
Wu Yugang thought for a moment and said, "It's nothing, it's just that those monsters are a little tricky, and I don't know how to deal with them for the time being. If we can tame or control those monsters, we will be fine! What do you think?"
When Yang Chenguang was asked by his brother, he felt that his enthusiasm for the enemy had decreased. Seeing such a situation, did he lose confidence? This couldn't be the case. If this happened, the army's morale would be in chaos. Even if we failed, we couldn't lose because of our momentum.
"What you said is true. I was also thinking about how to deal with those monsters. Those dark things are indeed a strong enemy." Yang Chenguang analyzed, "We can't just send troops now! But for some reason the soldiers from the underworld haven't come yet, it's really worrying!"
Wu Yugang pointed at the battlefield in the distance and said, "Look! Those monsters seem to have no rivals. And the heavenly soldiers are helpless and can only flee far away. Now those who are being chased are nowhere to be seen! It's really infuriating! The heavenly soldiers are so incompetent!"
Yang Chenguang looked at his brother, but didn't know what to say.
At this time, the wind was blowing and the sound of ghosts howling filled the whole valley. A dark mass of underworld soldiers descended from the sky, and 100,000 soldiers filled the Shu Mountains. The horse-faced general led his troops. Beside him was a pale-faced scholar, who was the military supervisor Chen Qingzhi. Chen Qingzhi was seen waving a folding fan in his hand, with a brocade bag on his waist, and a beautiful jade hanging on the brocade bag. Although he looked like a scholar, he was still heroic and had the demeanor of a general. (To be continued)