Chapter 520: Delusion

far away.

On a more brutal battlefield.

Chao Jian threw away his whisk to block the demon's sword, and a trace of blood fell on his face. Feng Wuya, who was standing beside him, also took the opportunity to stab him with a sword, forcing the demon cultivator to retreat again and again.

suddenly.

Chao Jian shouted, "Brother, be careful."

Three feet around Feng Wuya, a demon cultivator suddenly appeared, holding a long sword and stabbing Feng Wuya who had his back to him.

The Lingyuan sword in Feng Wuya's hand was shining with green light. He turned around again and quickly cut off the wrist of the attacker. The shadow of the Lingyuan sword flashed in and out like a ghost, and it looked very easy.

For the Immortal Lord Penglai, it is normal to fight two people alone.

Feng Wuya didn't even turn his head, "Second brother!"

There is no need to say much about the tacit understanding between the Penglai brothers.

Chao Jian quickly calmed his spiritual power, swung the whisk in his hand upwards, closed his eyes and muttered something.

As he continued to speak, golden glowing array patterns appeared out of thin air. They quickly condensed into shape, and in just a few breaths, the formation took shape.

Chao Jian's eyes were deep, "The world is clear and peaceful. The rivers and seas are silent, and the mountains are covered with clouds——"

"Haotian's decree summons all the True Ones."

The huge and majestic formation drew in and covered dozens of demon cultivators here.

Chao Jian, who was manipulating the golden light formation, simply glanced indifferently at the demon cultivator below, and then said only one word:

"Destroy."

The moment he stopped chanting the obscure spell, hissing sounds of varying intensity echoed throughout the formation. Blood exploded like mist, and the rising clouds of mist blurred the vision of the spiritual practitioners present.

Total annihilation.

None of the demonic cultivators trapped within the formation were spared.

"hiss……"

Everyone present gasped.

It was not until the war that Tongzhou and others gradually understood the role of formation repairers on the battlefield.

Unlike sword cultivators who can defeat opponents with strength, formation cultivators always have a hard time in one-on-one battles. Formation cultivators can be classified as magic cultivators. As we all know, magic cultivators are fragile and have skill pre-swings, so magic cultivators rarely win in one-on-one battles.

But on the battlefield, the most eye-catching ones will only be the formation cultivators.

As long as the formation cultivators are given enough time and opportunities, they will be able to change the course of the entire battle in the blink of an eye.

Of course, this type of instant-destruction formation also has very high requirements for the person who sets up the formation.

Chao Jian's face was pale as his spiritual energy was almost drained away. Feng Wuya put away Ling Yuan and tried to help him, but he waved his hand to refuse.

Chao Jian tilted his head and coughed twice, "Big Brother, send a message to the city, the entire army retreat."

Feng Wuya was stunned: "Retreat?"

Their morale was high this time, so why did they retreat?

Chao Jian did not answer, but just looked quietly at the gradually approaching black in the distance. His mind turned over and over again, and he had some guesses.

He had heard about the ascension from the pagoda a long time ago.

The thunderstorms had been gathering above the pagoda for a long time, and Chao Jian had always had doubts about this. In his memory, the pagoda had never ascended before, but Chao Jian couldn't say for sure that this time would not be the case. After all, the waves stirred up by the butterfly's wings had already had far-reaching consequences.

Now it seems that this is not really the thunder tribulation of the pagoda.

Otherwise, whose tower could move so fast with the thunder tribulation? It would take a while to move a tower that big!

So if it’s not Ta Ling, then who could it be?

Who could have caused such a massive thunder?

The answer is kind of obvious really.

Ruan Wei.

His mischievous second nephew, who claimed to be in seclusion in the Penglai Mirage but actually came all the way to the border city and used the special features of the pagoda to conceal the heavenly punishment.

Chaojian figured it out, and Chaojian had a headache.

Weiwei! !

You lied again!!!

He said, how could Ruan Wei be silent for sixty years? Even if she could endure it, I'm afraid even the heavens couldn't endure it!

Chao Jian had doubts, so he went to the mirage in the back mountain to test it out, but there was indeed Ruan Wei's breath in the mirage, and the voice that replied was also Ruan Wei's voice, which could not be faked at all.

The only way to dispel my worries during the audience is to persuade myself.

And now.

The speeding thundercloud gave Chao Jian two loud slaps in the face.

Meeting: "..."

Dead child.

He really deserves a good beating.

When he was young, he was not a person who could be taken care of easily. Not only did he climb up the roof and tear off the tiles every day in Penglai, but when he got older, he even dared to suppress the thunder tribulation that would cause him to break through the realm, and he even dared to suppress two major realms in a row. This behavior was simply courting death.

I don't even want to curse during the audience.

The fatigue from fighting for many days came over him, and his extremely intelligent mind was distracted for a moment. Chao Jian actually overlooked a more critical issue for a moment.

Ruan Wei is here.

So who is in the mirage behind the mountain?

Back to the present moment.

The audience could only focus more on the current battle situation.

He said, "Retreat."

Heavenly thunder is a test for those who are undergoing tribulation, but for others, it is pure strike.

The thundercloud that Ruan Wei brought over was so dark in color that it looked like it had just been fished out of a soy sauce jar. It didn't look like it was a vegetarian. Being hit by a thunderbolt of this magnitude was no joke.

There is no need to cause meaningless casualties to our side at this time.

Let Ruan Wei inflict casualties on the other side!

The order had been conveyed to the emperor, and everyone had to retreat. However, they had been fighting hard in the past few days, and now they had a rare upper hand, so everyone was reluctant to leave.

Feng Wuya frowned and said, "Can you..."

"cannot."

Before he could finish, Chao Jian decisively refused and sternly rebuked him, "Don't even think about fighting again. The entire army has retreated. Brother, you must not act recklessly at this time."

Feng Wuya had no choice but to agree.

After dealing with Feng Wuya who was getting angry, Chao Jian put away his whisk and looked at Feng Wuya with an innocent face: "Brother, I'm exhausted. Please take me with you."

Feng Wuya: “…”

After being scolded, you still have to use transportation.

Feng Wuya threw Lingyuan out helplessly, and Chaojian stood up very consciously. He was also very flexible.

After all, Feng Wuya has fists as big as sandbags, and Chao Jian has a heart as big as sand grains.

The Eldar's retreat was swift.

Except Chi Jin.

After knowing that the person who was going through the tribulation was Ruan Wei, Chi Jin refused to leave and insisted on staying by Ruan Wei's side to help her go through this vast thunder tribulation that was rare in many lifetimes.

at last?

Of course, Chi Jin was dragged away by Xiao Xuantong.

No matter how stubborn he was, he couldn't beat Xiao Xuantong, his senior brother, especially when it came to something that would surely get him scolded by Ruan Wei.

Xiao Xuantong felt deeply exhausted.

It's hard to be the eldest brother, and it's even harder to be the brother of a few little rascals.

That's a very miserable life.

-

Yu Qunqing was also on the battlefield.

The ones fighting with him were Cen Linxi, Qu Woyun, and a group of elders from the Wanjian Sect and Xuantian Pavilion.

Yu Qunqing has been very angry recently. He was already angry about the long siege of the border city, and what made him even more angry was Fu He who woke up slowly a few days ago.

When Fu He just woke up, Yu Qunqing was shocked and strictly ordered his subordinates not to reveal the current battle between spirits and demons to Fu He.

But Fu He could see it and smell it.

The bloody smell on a person's body cannot be removed in a short period of time. How could Fu He not tell whether the blood on Yu Qunqing's body came from the spirit clan or the demon clan?

After thinking about it, he knew that Yu Qunqing had broken the contract and provoked war.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, and Fu He's attitude towards him was so cold, Yu Qunqing was provoked and yelled at Fu He, scolding the spirits for being shameless, Ruan Wei for being unfaithful, and Chi Jin for being vicious...

These words fell into Fu He's ears, but she only liked to hear them. She said with a bit of surprise:

"You mean, Jin'er has achieved a breakthrough and merged? Is that true?"

Yu Qunqing: “…”

Fu He didn't really want to get an answer from him. She just jumped for joy in her heart for a while, then frowned and ordered Yu Qunqing to leave: "You are very noisy. Go away and don't bother me."

“?!”

Yu Qun felt a dull pain in his chest due to Qingqi.

He pointed at Fu He for a long time without saying a word. Finally, under Fu He's cold gaze, he walked away with red eyes.

Yu Qunqing was offended by Fu He, and he put the blame on Chi Jin and Ruan Wei.

He became even more murderous and violent.

They became even more brutal and violent when fighting with Cen Linxi and others. Over the past month, the Wanjian Sect and Xuantian Pavilion, which were responsible for restraining Yu Qunqing, the main combat force of the demon clan, suffered heavy casualties.

As one of the best fusion-stage cultivators among the orthodox lineage, Fu Yi also led by example. The day before yesterday, when he assisted Cen Linxi in fighting Yu Qunqing, he suffered serious injuries and has been in a coma ever since.

This is probably because he is not favored by heaven.

Fu Yi had never been injured so badly before. He had always been victorious in every battle. In a formal battle, the only person he had ever lost to was Ruan Wei.

Fu Yi knew he had good luck, and though he didn't care, he subconsciously believed he wouldn't die easily. It was also because of Fu Yi's past undefeated record that Cen Linxi felt comfortable bringing him along, hoping he could demonstrate his previous effectiveness on the battlefield.

Only this time.

Yu Qunqing just waved his hand casually, and the strong wind knocked Fu Yi, who was holding the mirror and ready to block, several feet away. He spit out blood from his mouth and his internal organs were almost dislocated.

When the severe pain hit, Fu Yi's mind was filled with only one thought -

How could it be like...

After knocking Fu Yi flying, Yu Qunqing simply turned his wrist in a docile manner. Strangely enough, he actually turned his head to stare at the figure flying backwards for a few moments before sniffing, "Hmph."

Cen Linxi naturally noticed Yu Qunqing's attention shift. He felt strange and asked in a cold voice, "Yu Qunqing, what do you want to do?"

Yu Qunqing withdrew his gaze and glanced at Cen Linxi coldly.

Finally, only a few words escaped from his lips:

"The idiot chosen by the idiot actually dared to compete with my bloodline for victory."

"Foolish."