"It doesn't matter!"
Yang Junshan's voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of the two formation masters clearly, and the moment they heard his voice, the two people's originally panicked minds somehow calmed down.
The layers of sand waves surged higher and higher, reaching a height of thirty feet when they approached the oasis. The sand waves carried millions of stones of barren sand and rushed towards the oasis with an overwhelming momentum. Only this magical power Almost half of the oasis can be submerged under the desert.
Yang Junshan sneered: "Sand is also soil. You are playing with sand in front of me, but you are still a little behind!"
The Shahe Formation was operating at full capacity under the control of Yang Junshan, and layers of formation networks appeared in the void. However, what spread from all this was not water waves, but golden brilliance. These brilliance spread from the oasis. They extend out along the barren sand on the ground, and then intertwine with each other to form a network, and even rise up layer by layer along the rolled up sand waves, binding the huge waves of sand that hit them in the network.
Then, under the incredible gazes of all the monks in the Emerald Oasis, the sand waves that originally hit the oasis with great force unexpectedly rolled back, destroying the sand dunes with huge force and filling up the sand valleys one by one. After the sand wave drove the sand wave towards the oasis, the sand monks were submerged in the massive sand flow.
The strong wind stopped, the desert sand fell to the ground, and the world became vast. The terrain of the desert sand outside the emerald oasis changed drastically. A desert was flat and endless for several miles without even a small sand dune.
Oh, it’s not that there is nothing. Under the bulges like small sandbags, there are only a dozen or so monks of the sand tribe. These survivors crawled out from under the desert sand and glanced back at the emerald oasis, and even saw The figure hanging high above the oasis immediately shouted and fled in a panic towards the direction it came from.
Several rays of light came quickly from the oasis behind Yang Junshan. Chen Junsen and other real people were originally going to rush to help, but the scene in front of them shocked everyone. Yang Junshan actually calmed down dozens of people with his own strength. The "Desert Sand Roar" formed by the cooperation of famous sand tribe monks.
I remember that not long after the monks from outside the territory came, dozens of monks from the Sand tribe who were not in the Real Realm realm joined forces to promote the "Desert Sand Roar" and destroyed a small oasis in one fell swoop, including four stationed Real Real Realm monks. In the end, only a dozen of the three hundred monks escaped, including two seriously injured real monks.
And this "desert sand roar" is even worse than that one, because this "sand roar" was presided over and promoted by the monks of the Sand Clan who had real-life status.
The four real people each took a look, and then Chen Junsen took the lead and said: "The situation is critical. The survival of the Emerald Lake Oasis lies in the hands of Yang Zhenren. I would like to ask Zhenren Yang for instructions on what to do next."
Among these four real people, Chen Junsen has the highest cultivation level and has reached the peak of Xuangang Realm. The other three are also at the Xuangang Realm, and the other two are at the second level of real people. Compared with Chen Junsen's calmness, the other two The expression of the real person in Jugang Realm seemed a little hesitant.
"There is no need to think about escaping," Yang Junshan cut off the thoughts of others with one sentence: "There are at least two Tai Gang and two Tiangang outside, and no fewer than ten outsider monks above the real realm. They left this oasis and left. Without the protection of the formation, you will die with your cultivation, unless your strength is comparable to Yang."
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As expected, Brother Jugang's face changed greatly, and Xuan Gang's face also turned pale. However, he is the patriarch of the Guanlan Sect's affiliated family. Not to mention having the responsibility to protect the land, even if he wanted to escape, he would not be able to leave more than a hundred members of the family to death. .
One of the two Jugang masters whispered: "How can we defend it?"
"Of course I can't keep it!"
Yang Junshan sneered, and seeing everyone's expressions changing once again, he said solemnly: "But if you all work together, there is some hope of persisting until Guanlan Sect rescues!"
Speaking of this, Yang Junshan glanced at Chen Junsen and said, "I don't think your sect will just sit back and watch the Emerald Lake Oasis fall into the hands of people outside the territory, right?"
"of course not!"
Chen Junsen immediately said loudly: "The three fellow Taoists are also Xizhou monks. They should also know the importance of the Emerald Lake Oasis to our sect. Without the Emerald Lake, the foundation of our sect will be equivalent to cutting off 20%, not to mention Speaking of the Taigang Master of our sect, even Patriarch Guantao will not sit idly by."
Ancestor Guantao is the only Taoist ancestor of Guanlan Sect. Everyone's confidence increased somewhat after hearing what Master Chen said. What's more, as Yang Junshan said, at this time, they had nowhere to escape and could only fight to the death. Along the way, everyone lost hope of escaping, but Yang Junshan was not included.
Chen Junsen hesitated for a moment, then bowed down and said: "Please, for the sake of the lives of nearly a thousand people in the oasis, Mr. Yang, please help me!"
When the other three real people saw this, they quickly followed suit and bowed down.
Yang Junshan understood what he meant. As the only Taigang master in the oasis, and also in control of the entire defensive formation in the oasis, it could be said that the life and death of these thousands of people were entirely in his hands.
Yang Junshan sighed and said: "Don't worry, since the third channel friend handed the formation plate into Yang's hands before he died, Yang will naturally give him an explanation!"
Having said this, Yang Junshan looked at the rising sandstorm ahead and said, "Get ready for a fierce battle. The Sand Clan's offensive has been blocked, and others are coming!"
As if to verify Yang Junshan's words, everyone had just prepared when several sand pillars suddenly exploded from the ground, and then formed several huge sand fists in mid-air, hitting the oasis from different directions.
When several sand fists approached the sky above the oasis, layers of water curtains opened over the oasis. Every time the sand fists passed through a layer of water curtains, a large amount of sand was washed away. They waited until they washed through three layers of water. At the end of the scene, several sand fists that were originally more than ten feet in size were only three or two feet in size. After being exploded one by one by Chen Junsen and others, a cloud of sand fell from the air, but it also collapsed. There are several buildings.
Just as a few real people were resisting the attack of high-level monks from outside the area in mid-air, hundreds of monks dressed in loose white clothes emerged from under the desert sand, then spread out and rushed towards the oasis. By then, hundreds of scimitar magic weapons had already flown out of their hands, bringing up streaks of light in mid-air and slashing towards the oasis.
At the same time, in the other direction, there are also hundreds of extremely weird-looking monks appearing in the field of vision. Compared with the Sand Clan monks, these monks are all taller, their movements are stiff, but they sprint very fast, with every step. Every time he stepped down, a sand pit about a foot deep was opened on the ground. It was obvious that both the weight and the force were huge.