Mo Yun's flying sword also flew over quickly, and the white sword light was like lightning, cutting off Hei Wuchang's head.
Seeing Black Wuchang being killed, White Wuchang also hid far away, fearing that he would be injured by the flying sword.
The last Taiyi Sect disciple died tragically at the hands of a Fangcun Mountain disciple, and the Fangcun Mountain Square suddenly fell silent.
Bai Wuchang said to Luo Tianquan cautiously: "Senior Luo, all our people are dead."
Luo Tianquan was also very angry. It was Sister Ajuan and the others who suddenly showed up and disrupted his plans.
If there were no help from Sister Ajuan and others, the people in Fangcun Mountain would be no match for the Taiyi Sect disciples, and he still has many subordinates.
But now only Bai Wuchang is left with me.
Luo Tianquan smiled evilly: "Don't worry, these people are just here to die. As long as my Tianluo Yinhun Formation is here, everything will be fine."
Seeing Luo Tianquan's confident look, Bai Wuchang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "That's good."
"Aren't you going to fight them?"
Bai Wuchang smiled bitterly: "My disciple's talent and knowledge are humble. Besides, if I go up there and die, there will be no one left for you to command."
Bai Wuchang said it very clearly, if you let me go and die, you will be left alone and no one will listen to you.
Luo Tianquan nodded, revealing a ferocious coldness: "That's right, then you can stay."
Luo Tianquan waved the small black flag in his hand violently. Suddenly, a black gas like a giant dragon roared out from the dark clouds. The violent energy was like a tornado, blowing the pillars of fire all over the place.
The flames in two of the fire pillars were almost extinguished, so Mr. Mo Er and Xiao Mile hurried over. They waved the long swords in their hands and used the sword energy to form a defense to block the strong wind and prevent the flames from being blown out.
The giant black dragon that descended from the sky, with its fangs and claws bared, was terrifying. Within it were thousands of ghosts, which were letting out shrill roars.
Amid the shrill roar, the white light emanating from the white jade crystal on top of the Sutra Repository flickered, like a candle in the wind, precarious.
The white jade crystal is the center of wind and thunder defense. Once the energy of the white jade crystal is damaged, the entire wind and thunder defense array will be destroyed, and the entire Fangcun Mountain top will be swallowed up by thousands of ghosts.
Mr. Mo Da jumped lightly into the air, tapping the outer wall of the Sutra Repository with his toes, and soon reached the top of the Sutra Repository as if he was walking on flat ground.
He muttered something, and a green light rose from his hand and poured into the white jade crystal. The white jade crystal, which was in danger, emitted a dazzling light again and shot straight up into the sky.
The light of the surrounding fire pillars suddenly became hot and bright, and flames rose from those fire pillars, rushing up to the sky, interweaving with the flames to resist the black dragon rushing down.
The black dragon was above the fire net, baring its fangs and claws, charging left and right, trying to break through the wind and thunder defense formation.
The black dragon stretched out a sharp claw, let out a deafening roar, and grabbed the fire net in the sky fiercely.
Everyone's palms were sweaty as they looked at the dazzling net of fire in the sky, hoping that it could block the black dragon.
However, the energy of the ghost in the black dragon exceeded the tolerance of the wind and thunder defense formation.
Boom! There was a loud bang that shook the earth, and the white jade crystal exploded again, emitting dazzling light.
The giant black dragon roared, shattering the fire net in the sky. It broke through the defense of the wind and thunder defense array from the south and swooped down.
Dozens of disciples from Fangcun Mountain who were standing on the south side were instantly swallowed by the black dragon. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace, and not even their corpses were left behind.
Sister Ajuan and the others were stunned. The power of this Tianluo Yinhun Formation was too strong.
Since the wind and thunder defense formation collapsed, Mr. Mo Da quickly changed his strategy and shouted to his disciples: "Form a sword formation."
His roar sounded very weak amidst the raging wind and the howling of ghosts.
However, all the disciples of Fangcun Mountain were well prepared and took action immediately.
Hundreds of disciples from Fangcun Mountain who survived the battle just now, no matter they were elite Heaven-level disciples, Earth-level disciples, or Profound-level disciples, took out a shining sword from behind their backs, stepped on the Seven Stars, and formed a huge sword formation.
The three elders, Mr. Mo Da, Mr. Mo Er, and Mo Lingshan also joined the sword formation.
All the people in Fangcun Mountain who can perform this sword formation will participate in it.
The sword formation of hundreds of people, their long swords emitting dazzling sword light, was as powerful as the black dragon descending from the sky. They all emitted dazzling sword light, and stabbed the black dragon that was approaching them with one sword, causing it to roll back into the dark clouds.
Grandma Butterfly asked Mo Yun in surprise: "What kind of sword formation is this? It's quite powerful."
The flying sword in Mo Yun's hand also turned into a long sword with brilliant light. He stroked his beard and said, "This is the Thunder Sword Formation of Fangcun Mountain. The stronger you are, the stronger your power will be. I will also join the sword formation. We Fangcun Mountain people will never bow our heads and will always fight against evil."
Sister Juan and Old Qin showed admiration in their eyes: "It's a pity that we don't know your Heavenly Thunder Sword Formation, otherwise, we would also like to join."
Mo Yun came to the center of the sword formation, and together with many disciples of Fangcun Mountain, it was as if they had dissolved into a rolling river of swords. A powerful energy was like a raging sea wave, rushing straight into the sky, fighting with the black dragon that rushed down again.
Luo Tianquan in the distance sneered evilly and waved the small black flag again.
"You think you can break my Heavenly Soul Formation by forming a sword formation? You underestimate me. I'll show you how powerful I am."
The sword formation emitted rolling sword lights and fought against the black dragon on equal terms. Suddenly, another shrill roar was heard.
From the rolling dark clouds, a black dragon containing countless ghosts rushed out again. It was roaring with a ferocious face. It was bigger and more powerful than the previous black dragon.
Mr. Mo Da gave a bitter smile. Although the sword formation of several hundred people was powerful, it also consumed everyone's internal strength greatly. Fighting against an evil black dragon was already everyone's limit.
Now another one has appeared, and everyone is almost on the verge of a mental breakdown.
A Buddhist chant was heard: "Amitabha..."
After a Buddhist chant, a loud bell rang, and more than a dozen figures rushed over from the bottom of the peak. They were wearing yellow robes and were monks from Xuankong Temple. The leader was Master Wunian.
Dozens of colorful Buddha lights shot straight into the sky and fought with another giant dragon.
"Master Wu Nian, you are here?"
Mo Yun exclaimed, feeling a surge of gratitude for the timely help.
"Amitabha, we are here. Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. Your business is our business."
The flying swords of Sister Ajuan also emitted dazzling sword light, and together with Master Wunian's Buddhist beads, they were tightly entangled with the second black dragon.
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