Chapter 189: Defeat
The King of Ten Thousand Demons appeared, riding the Nine Yin Demon Sword and laughing: "Since Master Zi Ji has intervened, there is no reason for me to sit idly by."
"The King of Ten Thousand Demons!" Yuan Zhenqi gritted his teeth and was ready to release the mysterious light of the formation to destroy the King of Ten Thousand Demons.
At this time, a blood giant rushed out of the blood river. He looked exactly like Miro. He held the red blood demon sword in both hands and stabbed downwards.
Taoist Yuan Zhen was startled, and quickly joined forces with eight disciples to defend with all their strength. The mysterious light of the formation gathered above their heads to withstand the impact of the Red Blood Demon Sword.
True Man Zi Ji flew up and released a magic mirror, which shot out a purple-red skyfire light and pierced through the chest of the blood-colored giant.
At the same time, the Nine Yin Demon Sword of the Ten Thousand Demons King hit the side of the light wall of Yuan Zhen Taoist's formation, bursting out with light patterns. The eight disciples inside suddenly felt the mysterious light dissipate on their bodies, and they all groaned and their faces changed drastically.
"King of Ten Thousand Demons!" Taoist Yuan Zhen was shocked and angry. As soon as he shouted this sentence, the mysterious light of the formation could no longer hold on. It was pierced by the red blood demon sword above his head, and the light wall dispersed and disappeared.
Now the eight disciples had no chance to resist. Their bodies were wrapped up by the surrounding blood tentacles. They only uttered a half cry for help before they were dragged into the blood river and disappeared.
The flags in their hands were also swallowed up. Even if they were taken back, the eight flags would be contaminated by the blood river and lose their spiritual energy.
Taoist Yuan Zhen's eyes widened as he watched, he waved his big flag, and shot out a beam of white light towards the King of Ten Thousand Demons. In a rage, he didn't care that he had not yet escaped from the sea of blood, and thought about killing the King of Ten Thousand Demons first.
However, the strength of the Ten Thousand Demon King is now much stronger than before. This mysterious light is definitely not something that a cultivator below the tenth level of the innate realm can resist.
The King of Ten Thousand Demons released the Xunfeng demon, and Heifeng took on the opponent's Xuan Guang. Although he was still no match for it, blocking it for one second was enough for the King of Ten Thousand Demons to use his escape technique.
Seeing that his own Xuan Guang had dispersed the Xunfeng evil spirit, and the King of Ten Thousand Demons had disappeared, Taoist Xuan Zhen was so angry that he was fuming.
"Xuanzhen, where are you looking?"
Suddenly Miro's voice was heard, and Xuan Zhen was startled. He thought to himself, "Oh no!" He turned around and saw the blood coming. He hurriedly defended himself, but it was still a step too late. The blood swept across his right arm and cut it off from the upper arm, and the big flag he was holding also fell.
He cried out in pain, feeling his wound being corroded by the blood magic power. He quickly made sword gestures with his hands, and the flying sword in his mouth cut off half of the broken arm to prevent the blood magic power from spreading, and then he used the escape technique to fly away.
Miro's blood giant was also defeated and dispersed by Master Ziji, with a look of regret on his face.
Rosa's cultivation was not enough, and it was too difficult for her to maintain the Blood River Formation. Just now, it was because Rosa's cultivation was not enough that the Blood River Formation shrank quickly and its power weakened, otherwise Xuan Zhen would have died.
"Miro, die."
Suddenly, the Zi Ji Zhenren beside him shouted loudly, and the four Taoists behind him and he all held purple-red mirrors and pointed them at him.
"It's the Purple Sky Fire Formation! Retreat quickly." The King of Ten Thousand Demons exclaimed.
Miro was startled, and it was too late for him to retreat. He was instantly engulfed by the purple skyfire light, and Rosa beside him was also submerged in the flames.
Yuan Heng, who was watching from behind, showed a look of delight, and the generals next to him cheered.
But just as they cheered, eight roars of ferocious beasts were heard, and the sound waves made the soldiers dizzy. Only monks could resist the sound waves.
These people didn't see clearly what was happening. The three ancient ferocious beasts, Taowu, the three-headed hellhound, and the eight-clawed fire dragon, pounced on them, ignoring the purple sky fire, rushed into the formation, and pounced on them.
True Man Zi Ji had never expected that there would be a living creature that could withstand the Purple Extreme Heavenly Fire. As a result, he was forced to defend himself by the three ferocious beasts.
But in the next scene, a golden-winged fire phoenix descended from the sky, passed through the purple sky fire and rushed into the middle of their formation, releasing golden flames, forcing them to use defensive magic weapons to resist.
Almost at the same time, the ground beneath their feet exploded and a centipede dragon rushed out, bringing with it purple poisonous fire, breaking up their formation and immediately breaking it.
Then the red-scaled demon weasels and the phantom fire cats, because of their small size, silently rushed to the Taoists and attacked them, scratching them, and their wounds felt like they were burned by fire.
If they hadn't practiced fire-based techniques, these people would have been burned to ashes long ago.
While they were in a panic, the Ghost Fire Dance had quietly landed on the four Taoists.
These firefly-sized insects didn't look very threatening, so the four Taoists focused their attention on the Red-Scaled Demon Weasel and the Phantom Fire Cat and paid no attention to these small insects.
Suddenly, the four people's bodies burst into green flames at the same time. Without even making a sound, they turned into ashes and disappeared.
True Man Zi Ji was furious, but he was surrounded by Taowu, the three-headed hellhound, the eight-clawed fire dragon, and the golden-winged fire phoenix, and could only protect himself.
When Taoist Yuanzhen saw this, he had no choice but to help, otherwise if True Man Ziji died here, it would be a huge loss for them.
Just as he took out the magic weapon, he saw eight ferocious beasts surrounding Master Zi Ji, and eight kinds of flames rushed out at the same time. The next second, the eight kinds of flames merged into the Eight Desolate Divine Fire Pillar, and Master Zi Ji was in the middle.
When this formation was not yet fully practiced, it was able to withstand the Eighteen Heavenly Pillars of Jade Peak Immortal. Now that the formation has been perfected, how can Zi Ji Immortal, who is slightly weaker than Jade Peak Immortal, resist it?
The mysterious light of Zi Ji Zhenren's defensive magic weapon temporarily blocked the Eight Desolate Divine Fire. He rushed into the light wall of the formation like a madman, shouting, "Surrender, I surrender!"
But no one paid any attention to it at this moment. Taoist Yuanzhen outside saw this and his face turned pale. He did not dare to use the magic weapon in his hand for a long time.
And above the clouds, Lady Jiuxuan, True Man Longxuan, and the Ghost Mother were all watching in shock. Although they felt sorry, no one helped. It was not that they were unwilling to help, but that they were powerless to do anything.
If they rushed into the Eight Desolate Divine Fire Formation without any preparation, they would only die.
What's more, Zhou An and Hua Wu Yue were right next to them at the moment. If they all took action, these two people would not just stand by and watch. They might even risk their own lives to save others.
The Eight Desolate Divine Fire Formation dissipated, and True Man Zi Ji had turned into ashes. All the magic weapons on his body were melted by the Eight Desolate Divine Fire, and there was nothing left here.
At this time, there was a flash of blood, and Miro and Rosa appeared. They had just used the Red Blood Demon Puppet and the Red Blood Demon Servant to take the fatal blow instead of themselves.
When Yuan Zhen saw that the two were still alive, he showed panic and unwillingness. He left Yuan Heng and the coalition forces and escaped by using his escape technique.
He knew that Zhou An would definitely not kill Yuan Heng. Now was not the right time, otherwise the Shenyin leader would definitely intervene.
Even if Zhou An really wanted to kill him, Yuan Zhen would not be able to stop him. The Conferred God Plan was not as important as his own life.
This sudden change left the coalition forces dumbfounded. Yuan Heng showed a look of horror. He knew that although he had an army of three million, facing these powerful men, it might not even be enough to fill their teeth.
He didn't care that he was the leader of the coalition forces and the new emperor of Yuanyang Kingdom. He also used escape magic to escape. All the monks in the camp also flew away on their swords or used escape magic to leave.
In just a few seconds, all the monks in the army fled, leaving three million soldiers in this Gobi Desert, facing eight ancient ferocious beasts and several powerful monks.
All of a sudden the air seemed to freeze, resentment and despair surged in the hearts of the soldiers, and they all dropped their weapons and armor and fled.
The scene of three million troops being defeated and fleeing was still quite spectacular.
"You are just right to make up for the losses in my Blood River Formation." Miro and Rosa turned into blood light and rushed towards the army.
Although the Blood River Formation is powerful, the amount of blood in the river is fixed. After so much blood was evaporated by Master Zi Ji and Taoist Yuan Zhen, it naturally needs to be replenished.
However, they had no intention of annihilating the entire three million troops. They only needed to devour a few hundred thousand people and repair the Blood River Formation.
It depends on how many of the remaining soldiers can run back. These surviving soldiers will definitely feel resentment because they were abandoned, which will be enough to undermine Yuan Heng's prestige and even cause the alliance to lose morale.
As for dissolving the alliance, it is impossible because there is a god controlling it from behind. Even if the emperors of various countries want to stop, they dare not refuse.
The demon generals did not attack. Instead, they put away the Eight Desolate Divine Fire Cauldron and all laughed as they watched the million-strong army be defeated.
(End of this chapter)
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