Unseen by outsiders, Su Wuqing was inside the purple mist, directing all the disciples to condense their powerful moves together.
The so-called ultimate move is that all the disciples release attacks at the same time and gather in one place.
This requires strong coordination, just like a symphony, even the slightest mistake in any link cannot be tolerated.
However, they had already practiced many times before the battle today, and had already become very proficient.
It comes in handy today.
Under the gaze of the outside world, the purple mist was converging towards the center in a large area and slowly taking shape.
A dragon head and a scaly body gradually solidified and appeared before everyone's eyes.
The entire dragon is formed by purple evil energy. After high-intensity concentration, the pressure of death is revealed several times more.
Su Wuqing, who was sitting on the dragon's head, rode on the top of the dragon's head.
She waved her white arms forward in the air, as if driving a dragon boat, and the entire dragon condensed from evil spirit rolled and charged forward.
Su Wuqing, who was sitting on the dragon head, laughed excitedly.
Her hair was floating in the air, her makeup was very gorgeous, and she looked like a crazy beauty as she walked forward with a smile.
Before the attack hit the Zhao family's barrier, the young people of the Zhao family hiding inside the barrier felt a chill of fear.
Logically speaking, with the protection of the barrier, the pressure and murderous aura from the outside world cannot affect the people inside the barrier.
But they really felt the unacceptable breath of death.
This smell had a hint of decay and was also a bit hot, like the magma of hell, and it seemed to be burning their skin.
At this time, some young people from the Zhao family were already backing out.
"It's been so long, why hasn't the ancestor's Seven Star Formation been healed yet..."
"How about we retreat first? No matter how strong these Tianxuan Sect disciples are, they can't hurt the ancestor. If we can't defeat them, we should retreat. The ancestor will understand us."
A young man from the Zhao family said.
Just as he said, the reason why they tried so hard to protect the ancestor here was mainly because they didn't want the enemy to affect the ancestor's operation of the Tianxing Formation.
But in their opinion, the enemies they were facing did not have the ability to influence the ancestor at all.
So more importantly, it is to leave a scene of filial piety for the ancestors and not to let the ancestors feel disappointed.
But things have come to this point, and it is not worth it for them to risk their lives for this reason...
Not long after the Zhao family cultivator spoke, an older cultivator scolded him:
"Don't leave, at least block this..., ah!"
He wanted to say that he could at least block the attack, but before he could finish his words, the purple dragon had already crashed into the barrier.
A huge crack suddenly appeared in the barrier, which frightened him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but scream.
"Oh no! Quick, replenish the barrier with spiritual power!"
He hurriedly shouted to the Zhao family members.
The straw that breaks the camel's back may not be the straw, it may also be Su Wuqing.
Su Wuqing swung the giant whip in her hand towards the crack.
The already damaged barrier, further damaged by the purple dragon, shattered into pieces.
The purple dragon crawled in through the opening.
This purple dragon is full of evil energy, which is comparable to the most terrifying poison in the world, sulfur, which will corrode everything and devour everything.
The evil spirit exploded immediately after entering this enclosed space, and the young people of the Zhao family who were nearby were instantly turned into blood.
A large number of Zhao family monks in the front died, and the barrier soon lost its maintenance and disappeared completely.
On the other side, the young men of the Zhao family heard the loud screams coming from behind them and turned around to check.
In their sight, the evil spirit was like a raging flood, devouring all visible matter.
Faced with an attack of this level, no one present could withstand it.
Not to mention the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, even the cultivators in the Divine Storage Stage would definitely be turned into blood.
After seeing that horrifying scene, all the Zhao family cultivators instantly lost all their will to fight.
They had only one thought, which was to run!
For a moment, the young people of the Zhao family fled in all directions, running away like rats with their heads in their hands.
On ancient battlefields, if all the deserters were gathered together, they could still form a considerable fighting force.
Alternatively, an organized evacuation can also significantly reduce casualties.
But once all the fighting forces are dispersed, what awaits is a massacre.
The same is true in this war between monks.
The advantage that could have been gathered to tie the game suddenly collapsed.
About 300 cultivators from the Tianxuan Sect rushed forward, and more than a dozen cultivators from the Xiantian realm besieged a cultivator from the Foundation Establishment stage, and some of them were eventually killed.
Even if there were those who managed to break out of the encirclement, they would be killed one by one by the sword-cultivating disciples led by Yuan Yao.
The entire battlefield turned into a one-sided massacre.
With such a serious incident happening to me, it's impossible for the elders of the Zhao family not to be anxious.
After all, their sons and grandsons are among them.
"Damn it, retreat!"
"Protect our people, otherwise all the elite fighting force of our generation will be gone!"
Several elders of the Zhao family shouted and wanted to go back quickly to provide support.
Because no one had expected the battle to turn out like this, the next to come were all young geniuses.
These geniuses may become the future elders of their Zhao family, or even the pillars of the family.
If they all died here, even if these elders were still alive, the demise of the Zhao family would be a foregone conclusion.
How could they not be anxious?
"Where do you want to go?"
Long Lan flew forward to block the enemy.
Seeing her children doing so well, she was extremely happy.
Since the disciples are so outstanding, the elders should not fall behind.
After several more rounds of fighting, although she was wounded a lot, her strength was not weakened at all.
I feel like I become more courageous as the battle goes on.
This made several elders of the Zhao family feel a little afraid when they saw her.
Although cultivators in the Soul Realm have a large amount of spiritual energy reserves, releasing powerful attacks at the Soul Realm level consumes a huge amount of energy.
After fighting for so long, they were more or less tired.
But this guy is fine. How long will this fight last?
If this continues, these elders in the Yuan Shen realm will probably be killed by those who cross the border...
When the elders of Tianxuan Sect saw that their disciples had won a great victory, their morale was greatly boosted, and they obviously felt that victory was just around the corner.
But everyone present overlooked one thing.
The light emitted by the Sky Star Array in the hands of the Zhao family ancestor became more and more dazzling, and it had obviously reached a critical point.
They are about to turn the tide!
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