Outside Fengdu City.
Shen Luo used all his strength to operate the Huangting Sutra and the Fa Tian Xiang Di magical power. His body grew more than a hundred times larger again, turning into a golden giant that was strong enough to hold up the sky and step on the earth. The Zhenhai iron rod also turned into a golden giant stick like a pillar of the sky.
"A huge mess!"
The Zhenhai iron stick in his hand transformed into a sky full of stick shadows, which appeared in front of him like snowflakes. There were as many as 360 of them, reaching the number of Zhoutian, which also indicated that this stick technique had been cultivated to the realm of great perfection.
Shen Luo let out an earth-shaking roar, and three hundred and sixty stick shadows instantly merged into one. The Zhenhai iron stick stabbed forward with a "wu" sound and stabbed into the black light curtain near Fengdu City.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!" With three light sounds, the three light curtains outside Fengdu City shattered like paper and were pierced by the Zhenhai iron rod.
The golden giant stick thrust directly into Fengdu City without any delay!
"Boom boom"
Half of Fengdu City collapsed with a loud roar, and countless ghost soldiers and demons died under the giant sticks or were buried by the collapsed buildings.
The three-layer restrictions outside the city rose and fell violently several times, made an explosive sound, and completely collapsed and disappeared.
Beside Shen Luo, Nezha, Nie Caizhu, Yang Jian and others also launched fierce attacks.
Nezha transformed into a three-headed, six-armed form, holding a flaming spear.
A blanket of purple flame shot out from the tip of the gun and poured into Fengdu City.
Although Nie Caizhu's attack methods were not as powerful as Nezha's, with the wave of her hands, various five-element spells such as Indigo Sea, Earth Fire, and Broken Rocks fell like rain, dealing a heavy blow to the demons below.
Yang Jian also used his magical power to transform into a giant hundreds of feet tall. He also used the Nine Revolutions Profound Art to its full potential. Golden light glowed on his body, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand slashed out rays of sword light that spanned the sky and the earth, rolling up bursts of the vitality of heaven and earth.
With every flash of the sword, hundreds of ghosts and demons turned into nothingness.
In the side hall next to the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk, Jiu Ming saw the situation outside through the yellow mirror in his hand, his face extremely gloomy.
He had underestimated Shen Luo and the others. He thought that he could stop them with the power of the ban. But now it seems that those human cultivators outside might have held back in the previous battle, especially Shen Luo!
When Jiu Ming thought of this, he suddenly stood up and flew outside.
Seeing this, some demon leaders outside the hall followed.
At this moment, among the twelve ghost cultivators who activated the Dutian Shensha formation, the ghost cultivator who looked like Wu Kun suddenly had a white light shining between his eyebrows, forming an eye-shaped rune.
Wu Yu's mind went dark and he stood there frozen, his spellcasting also coming to a halt.
The Twelve Heavenly Demons Formation requires twelve people to cast spells at the same time. Wu Yu suddenly stopped, and the other ghost cultivators immediately noticed it and looked over.
Jiu Ming, who had already flown twenty or thirty feet away, suddenly stopped, then turned around like lightning, stared at Wu Yu with eagle-like sharp eyes, black light shone from his five fingers, and he suddenly grabbed out.
The air above Wu Yu's head shook, and a black claw as big as a house appeared out of thin air and grabbed him fiercely.
Wu Yu's stiff body suddenly became agile and his reaction was extremely fast. He made a gesture with one hand and pulled the black flag in his other hand.