Seeing Zhao Jiuge and the other three, they didn't seem to be frightened at all. On the contrary, they were able to calmly sacrifice the magic weapon, showing signs of resistance. The white yaksha seemed to roar angrily.
Following this roar, thousands of Yashas around them quickly moved toward the three figures at almost the same time. For a moment, the originally desolate land seemed to become desolate at this moment. It trembled and shook continuously, and the roaring and roaring sounds emitted by the Yasha gave people the illusion that the earth was shaking.
"Do it."
Seeing the critical moment, Sanwu finally shouted loudly, and the white monk's robes also whirred. Even if the monks were compassionate, Sanwu would not be merciful to these aliens who killed human monks.
After the words fell, Zhao Jiuge's movements were the fastest. He was already ready to make a move, but this time he was like a tiger returning to the mountain, and all the restrained sword intent in his body was immediately released.
Although Zhao Jiuge only has cultivation in the middle stage of the Mahayana realm, and there is a certain gap compared with San Wu and Yuan Yinian, he is a sword cultivator after all, so his offensive naturally has a lot of edge.
The sound of breaking wind roared out, and the surrounding silver light flashed. The 'Zhi Ge' that was originally lying in front of Zhao Jiuge immediately rolled up a silver light as Zhao Jiuge waved it, and then the silver light immediately fell like heavy rain. , shooting away in all directions.
Every ray of silver light and that sharp aura can change people's faces drastically. After all, facing thousands of yakshas from all directions, we can only use this large-scale offensive. Even if the cultivation levels of these yakshas are uneven, But the quantity is there anyway.
They can't waste time and continue to delay, otherwise there will be a steady stream of yakshas coming. After all, this is their territory, so the most important thing right now is to quickly get rid of these yakshas and leave here quickly.
When Zhao Jiuge glanced over just now, he had already discovered that apart from the white yakshas who were in the Mahayana realm, there were more than 30 black yakshas in the Daoyuan realm. As for the other yakshas, they were colorful, but they were all It's not too much in the eyes of a few people. After all, the real troublesome ones are this white Yaksha and the more than thirty black Yakshas.
The sound of swords that broke the wind spread out in all directions, carrying the majestic sword intent. The Yakshas that emerged around them had no unity at all. They were all moving toward them out of instinct under the pressure of the white Yaksha. The three of them took action, and even some of the low-level Yakshas who rushed at the front, without much intelligence or fear of life and death, rushed directly towards the three of them arrogantly.
Those low-level Yakshas with blue and yellow bodies were directly injured by the sharp silver sword energy before they even waited for the sharp silver sword energy to bombard them. Then when the sword energy struck, they bombarded the physical bodies of these Yakshas. At that time, he was directly divided into two, and the end was more tragic. He was hit by several sword energy, and his body was directly crushed into powder.
It's just those Yashas who have a slightly higher cultivation level and have reached the realm of the spiritual sea. Their spiritual wisdom is obviously opened, and they can clearly feel this sense of threat. They even know how to avoid and avoid. Even if they are injured by some sword energy, it is harmless. After all, Yashas The strength of his physical body is absolutely astonishing, and his difficult ability gives even some advanced monks a headache.
Thinking back then, there were so many seniors in the Holy Land, none of them had incredible qualifications, and there were countless capable people, but no one dared to propose that they would directly go to this abyss to kill all these scourges.
After all, this is not only the territory of these abyss, but more importantly, the talent of these yakshas, their physical strength, and very tricky. At the same level of cultivation, these yakshas have the upper hand. Sometimes even human monks need several people to do it. withstand.
If it weren't for the fact that these Yashas only knew brute force and didn't know how to use any formations or foreign objects, I'm afraid that the disaster wouldn't have subsided so quickly, and it might even continue to spread towards the thirteen states of China.
Following Zhao Jiuge's offensive, dozens of these low-level Yakshas at the forefront were directly killed. Even the already desolate ground was covered with rocks. Some places that were hit by the residual sword energy directly appeared. The size is not necessarily the pit.
However, there were too many yakshas around. After a while, the dense yakshas rushed forward again, but this time, Sanwu and Yuan Yinian's offensive soon followed. The three decided to escape towards the southeast. So the three of them took action one after another, all intentionally or unintentionally making heavy moves in this direction.
The wooden sword in Yuan Yi Nian's hand, with the infusion of his own spiritual power, the whole sword body danced with electric light, like a silver snake, wrapping around the entire sword body, and there was also a sizzling electric sound emanating from it. .
The black robes all over his body were already swinging back and forth. Yuan Yinian, who was full of momentum, simply raised the wooden sword with one hand, and the surrounding momentum immediately changed a lot.
This wooden sword has a long history. It has been one of the several sect immortal weapons passed down by Xuankong Temple. According to legend, the material of the sword body of this wooden sword was a peach tree that was more than 2,600 years old. The wooden core was later hit by a rare purple night divine thunder for some unknown reason, which directly exploded the entire peach tree into pieces, revealing the entire wooden core of the peach tree. Otherwise, in many cases, maybe this Peach trees can open up spiritual wisdom.
You must know that it is very rare for this kind of tree to produce such a wood core. Most of them are just some annual rings. There is little chance to get rid of this kind of wood core, unless there is a special opportunity.
And the reason why this peach wood core can be refined into this extraordinary quality fairy weapon, the other half of the credit is also due to the purple night divine thunder. You must know that the thunder in the sky is divided into different sizes according to its power. There are thirty-six types, and this Zixiao Divine Thunder is not only the most powerful and ranked at the top, but it is also very rare.
Although the peach wood core was exposed after being blasted open, the entire body was soaked by the Zixiao Divine Thunder, and there was still some residue. It was equivalent to being tempered by the Zixiao Divine Thunder, and it was already a very complete material. Naturally, it has suddenly improved a lot, even reaching a rare level. Therefore, the lightning around this wooden sword is naturally the remaining purple night thunder.
When the wooden sword was lifted by Yuan Yi Nian, even though there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy in the abyss, there was still a pressure in the void, and it slowly sank with a sense of pressure. Not only that, There was also the sound of thunder.
This kind of strangeness is naturally something that these Yakshas in these abyss have never seen before. Therefore, the movements of the Yakshas surrounding them were momentarily slow. However, under the roar of the white Yaksha, their movements stopped. Immediately continue to move forward.
Boom.
A violent thunder broke out in the sky, and then the entire desolate land was enveloped in a burst of silver light, which was slightly dazzling. The next moment, dozens of sky thunders fell one after another. These thunders had different powers, varying in thickness and size. First, some are no more than the thickness of a wrist, while others are as big as a bucket.
The time from the appearance of these sky thunders to their fall was only the blink of an eye. Even the low-level yakshas had no time to react before they were entangled by the sky thunders and fell to the ground with the numbing pain. , there is not even a breath of life on his body.
As a monk at the pinnacle of the Mahayana realm, Yuan Yi Nian is only one step away from overcoming the tribulation, so he can hardly follow his words, not to mention the help of immortal weapons.
As long as Yuan Yixin is willing and his mind moves, these sky thunders in the void can fall continuously. Even though these Yaksha Vajra Iron Bones are very powerful, they are no match for these sky thunders.
Sanwu's movements were much simpler, and even the movements he made were very calm and low-key. However, the hand with the beads on his right wrist rolled up the monk's robe and a turbid golden light immediately popped out. Heading towards the Yakshas in front of them.
Afterwards, all the yakshas who were hit by the bombardment could not bear the huge force and flew out one after another. After landing, they made a dull sound. Compared with this kind of embarrassment, they were still luckier than the previous yakshas. Many, after all, even if they were severely injured, it would be better than the hundreds of yakshas that had been severely injured by Yuan Yi Nian and Zhao Jiuge before.
Yasha, who was knocked down by these golden lights and flew out, was struggling and twisting on the ground. He seemed not to care about his own pain at all, and continued to move towards Zhao Jiuge and the other three people despite all his efforts.
However, Sanwu will not give them this opportunity. Either they do not take action, or they take action, which will naturally make these Yaksha lose their mobility and reduce the entanglement from these Yaksha.
The channeling Buddha bead on the wrist of his right hand was already held by Sanwu, and he kept mumbling words in his mouth. Then an astonishing scene happened. The turbid golden light started to shake as Sanwu muttered. Then it began to dissipate, dividing into little bits of golden light. Each bit of golden light soon began to condense and turned into Sanskrit fonts. While exuding a faint golden luster, it also carried a heavy aura as heavy as a mountain.
After these little bits of golden light turned into Sanskrit fonts, they just floated in the void, and then they continued to gather together, word by word, chapter by chapter, like a scripture.
These people are all different people, so their actions are naturally different. Those Yashas don't have so much thought. After all, in their view, these three people are the ones who deserve to die, and as for those who have no intelligence, Low-level Yakshas don't feel any sense of threat at all.
Seven or eight of the dozens of yakshas that were thrown upside down by the golden light bombardment could no longer struggle. The rest of the struggling yakshas wanted to continue to step forward and use their strong arms to kill this mysterious golden Sanskrit inscription. Tear hard.
But before they could move closer, the shrouded Sanskrit fonts moved once again, falling down one by one and hitting these Yashas. After each Sanskrit font fell, the fonts began to enlarge slightly. , and then fell on the heads of those Yakshas.
Painful roars continued to come from the mouths of those yakshas. Those seemingly inconspicuous Sanskrit fonts, like mountains, directly made each yaksha remain motionless. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not break away. Each of them seemed to be stereotyped. .