All eight thousand rampaging soldiers, one hundred and twenty fierce ghosts, and nine ghost generals were "accepted" by Bai Cang and completely taken into his possession in just half an hour.
The Ghostly White Bone Banner, which was originally tattered under the heavenly tribulation, has returned to its peak, and Xiao Nie's forces are now strong and well-equipped.
Even so, this was the result of Bai Cang's careful selection and elimination of the dross; the number of various Yin ghosts under the command of the thousand-year-old tree demon was as high as tens of thousands.
But now they have all become Bai Cang's "resources" and his strength.
"Thank you for the generous donation, and thank you for the bounty of nature."
A joyful smile appeared on Bai Cang's face. He then waved his sleeve, and the Gate of Hell opened once more.
At this moment, the thousand-year-old tree demon got a chance to catch its breath and surprisingly didn't cause any trouble. It "obediently" shrank into a ball, and the dark, cold mist, which seemed to be a tangible substance, covered its true form completely like a canopy.
"They're determined to be cowards!"
Bai Cang clicked his tongue, actually feeling a bit of a headache himself.
Although he could defeat the thousand-year-old tree demon with overwhelming force, completely suppressing it.
However, if Bai Cang is unwilling to take any risks, and the other party sets up this "ironclad defense" and is determined to be a coward, then he is not willing to take any risks.
Bai Cang really didn't have a good way to deal with it; he could only use the slow and steady approach to wear it down little by little.
Perhaps the other party also saw this point, which is why they adopted this stance, trying to outlast Bai Cang in a battle of attrition and magical power, betting that Bai Cang's magical power was not as abundant as theirs and that they could not outlast them.
After all, the thousand-year-old tree demon was a "great cultivator" at the Refining Qi realm, with such a huge body and powerful magic, making it one of the top beings in the same realm, relying on its thick skin, strong flesh, and powerful magic.
But how could Bai Cang be afraid of it? Let's fight it out and see who can outlast whom!
At this moment, his power of a single aperture already far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators with a hundred apertures. In terms of both quality and quantity, it was a crushing defeat, a dimensional reduction attack.
Moreover, it has a cheat-like ability that grants near-infinite mana regeneration, and it possesses multiple supernatural powers that can counter the thousand-year-old tree demon. It is least afraid of engaging in battles of attrition and magical power with others.
I'll grind you to death, you son of a bitch!
Thinking of this, Bai Cang's sleeves billowed, and the cold moonlight surged forth like a long river, sweeping out in a mighty torrent.
"Five Qi Yin Thunder, roar!"
With a soft shout, multicolored lightning rained down like a storm, crashing down on everything. The dark, cold mist churned like boiling water, instantly blasting hundreds of holes through it.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Upon seeing this, the thousand-year-old tree demon remained silent, its thousands of branches swirling wildly, like pythons and snakes, intertwining and coiling, hastily meeting the torrential rain of colorful lightning, unleashing a deafening roar.
Streaks of black and white energy annihilated the five-colored lightning, creating an impenetrable protective barrier.
"Moonlight Flame, by imperial decree!"
Bai Cang pushed his hand again, and the cool moonlight shone brightly.
Countless lunar flames suddenly poured down, burning the dark, cold mist with a hissing sound as it was gradually extinguished.
"boom!"
In an instant, countless dark, cold mists, like gasoline ignited by a spark, shot into the sky with silvery-white flames, transforming the entire illusory realm into a raging sea of flames.
The black branches, which were originally as hard as diamond, became fragile under the scorching of the Taiyin Moon Flame, which combines ice and fire. The black and white evil energy was constantly worn away, revealing the fragile branches inside.
Then they were struck by colorful lightning and turned into dust.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"
The thousand-year-old tree demon, who had intended to cower in fear, couldn't help but let out a mournful wail.
Black and white evil spirits rose continuously, and dark, cold mist surged forth incessantly, mixed with thousands upon thousands of branches that danced wildly like giant pythons, ravaging the entire illusory realm.
A series of sharp, piercing whistling sounds, like the rapid beat of drums, burst forth with a continuous, deafening roar, displaying boundless ferocity and overwhelming arrogance.
However, under the combined attack of the Moon Flame and the Five-Colored Thunderbolt, all of this was destined to be futile and a death struggle.
"It works so well?"
Upon seeing this, Bai Cang's eyes lit up, and he immediately decided to add fuel to the fire.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a frosty wind began to blow, growing stronger and stronger, like the bleak autumn wind. The killing intent overlapped with the moon's flames, creating a "super amplification".
The wind fueled the fire, and the fire aided the wind's power, causing the wind and fire to sweep across the land, stretching endlessly.
Even more deadly is that the "Spirit-Eating Turbidity" that was originally suppressed by the thousand-year-old tree demon suddenly erupted at this moment.
In just a short time, the once lush and towering tree withered and died as the wind and fire raged and the lightning struck.
Countless branches and leaves withered and decayed, and thousands of branches turned into dust, causing the thousand-year-old tree demon to become a "bare-bones commander" in a very short time!
"boom!"
At that very moment.
Suddenly, the tree trunk, which would take dozens of people to encircle, exploded, unleashing a torrent of black and white energy that annihilated all the wind, fire, and thunder.
"This brat has gone too far! I, the Dharma King, swear I will not become a demon until I avenge this!"
Amidst the piercing roar, a dazzling azure light suddenly shot into the sky, crossing the boundary between illusion and reality, breaking into reality from the gap in the netherworld.
Bai Cang raised an eyebrow. "Did I tell you to leave?"
Before he finished speaking, he had already raised the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer and smashed it fiercely at the blue light.
"boom!"
The next moment.
A tremendous force of tens of thousands of kilograms suddenly erupted, hammering the azure light backward and sending it flying back into the illusory realm.
It flickered in mid-air and transformed into a figure with a black robe, green eyes, green hair and beard, and three heads and six arms, looking at Bai Cang with resentment.
Compared to the clumsy and heavy body of the thousand-year-old tree demon, it has now lost its vast and powerful magic and its incomparably strong tree demon form.
But it has become more agile, and is no longer stuck in a predicament!
"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a Taoist priest who's got some basic martial arts skills?"
Bai Cang, holding the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer, relaxed his muscles and bones slightly, and couldn't help but feel eager to try it out.
"Boom!"
Without uttering a word, the thousand-year-old tree demon soared into the sky once more, its six arms lashing out like steel whips, crossing the boundary between reality and illusion once more.
Bai Cang immediately lunged forward, and the instant the illusory ghost gate appeared, he raised the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer high and smashed it out like Mount Tai crashing down.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
A series of explosive booms rang out, and the blue stream of light rose and fell, repeating this cycle dozens of times.
In a split second, the thousand-year-old tree demon attempted to break through dozens of times, but each time it was hammered back by Bai Cang.
The illusory realm that it once regarded as its safe haven has now become a prison it cannot escape.
For Bai Cang, this was just a simple game of "whack-a-mole".
"Wood Emperor's Dharma Body, Explode!"
Upon seeing this, a fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the thousand-year-old tree demon, and its two arms suddenly exploded.
The sky transformed into boundless black and white aura, mixed with azure light, sweeping outwards.
[Thanks to "风永阳" (Feng Yongyang), please give me a free gift!]
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