Tong Ni never expected that Wu Changqing would take action directly after disagreeing with him.

At this time, he finally recognized the fact that these alien monks were not here to target Nanxuan, but to come here for him!

"Quick, set up a formation to meet the enemy!"

Tong Ni shouted loudly and ordered Beiming's army to shrink their front and form a formation to prepare for the attack of the alien coalition.

At the same time, monks from the three major divine clans came like a tide.

The ones at the forefront were the Giant Spirit Clan monks. These people were extremely talented and used the power of Hou Tu to temper their bodies all year round, resulting in immense strength and astonishing defensive power.

"Use the mysterious magnetic light!"

Wang Tianhe urgently set up a formation, and the seven ancestors of the Tribulation cast spells at the same time to extract the "magnetic divine light" from a strange stone, and then spread it through the power of the formation of the Bei Ming Army, gradually forming

A gray wall of light formed, blocking the charging path of the giant spirit monks.

It is said that in the far north, there is an extremely rare natural material and earthly treasure called "North Pole Magnet".

There is a trace amount of "magnetic divine light" hidden in the stone. Only the ancestor of the calamity can extract it, but it cannot be preserved because once it is removed from the original stone, this "magnetic divine light" will soon disappear into nothingness.

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The Beiming Army stores a lot of these magnets, which can be used to form formations when the two armies confront each other.

Once the "Black Magnetic Divine Light" is formed, it can absorb the opponent's magic weapon, and it is extremely lethal to the physical body. As long as ordinary monks get close, the flesh and blood will twist and deform, and finally turn into a pool of mud.

In the previous battle in Huangsha City, Wang Tianhe used the "Magic Divine Light" to defeat Nanxuan and killed at least 3,000 Nanxuan monks!

"careful!"

The leader of the Giant Spirit Clan also recognized his power and did not let his monks rush in randomly.

A group of giants stopped in front of the "Black Magnetic Divine Light", with strange expressions on their faces, as if they were communicating in secret.

Suddenly, these giants stretched out their hands at the same time and plunged into the ground!

Boom!

Just hearing a dull loud noise, countless cracks appeared on the ground under the feet of the Beiming Army, and then the cracks spread rapidly, and the yellow sand flew out from them, turning into puppet giants.

"Oops! It's the 'Giant Spirit God'!"

Seeing the hundreds of puppets appearing in the military camp, Wang Tianhe's expression changed drastically.

He once followed Dan Yangsheng and participated in the battle to suppress the eight tribes, so he knew the power of these puppet giants. They were a major killer weapon of the giant spirit tribe. Each one consumed a large amount of "dove soil" and was astonishingly powerful!

Before he could remind him, these yellow sand giants were already killing the Bei Ming Army.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of loud noises were heard, and the yellow sand giants were rampaging among the Beiming Army. Every punch and every kick had earth-shattering power. The low-level monks could not stop it at all. As long as they were rubbed by the fists, their brains would burst immediately.

, the soul is broken and dies!

Hundreds of giant spirit gods, like hundreds of butchers, disrupted the formation of the Bei Ming Army and exposed flaws in the "Black Magnetic Divine Light".

"You are seeking death!"

Tong Ni was furious.

But he did not take action against those giant spirit gods, but flew directly towards the giant spirit monks.

I saw the master of the Xuanyin Pavilion flipping his right hand, and the power of extreme yin gathered in his palm, and then he suddenly slapped it out, and a huge palm print fell from the sky and landed on the head of the Giant Spirit Clan monk.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and hundreds of Giant Spirit Clan monks were killed by this palm. Their bodies were torn into pieces, and there was not a single intact body.

Everyone in the giant spirit clan was furious, and more than a dozen beings with powerful auras rose into the sky and surrounded Tong Ni.

But Tong Ni was not afraid at all. With a squeeze of the spell in his hand, nine black dragons appeared behind him. He fought with dozens of masters from the Giant Spirit Clan in a bloody battle with hundreds of moves, and he did not lose at all!

Seeing that they could not do anything to him, those giants could only fight and retreat, and at the same time commanded all the giant spirit monks to besiege Tong Ni, hoping to suppress the sub-sage with a large army.

"Hmph, you alien rat race, want to bully the minority with more?"

Wang Tianhe sneered and hurriedly led 100,000 elite soldiers as well as masters such as Mo Wuqing and Venerable Poison Dragon to come to support.

"Pavilion Master, don't be afraid, watch us defeat the enemy!"

Mo Qingqing used the "Yin Bing Tian Sha", and Venerable Poison Dragon activated the "Budai Poison Technique". Both of them were ruthless people. Wherever they passed, the giants were either poisoned or haunted by ghosts. It didn't take long for them to die.

He fell to the ground suddenly and could not stand up again.

"Haha, it's our turn to take action."

Wu Changqing and the Huan clan leader looked at each other, smiled slightly, and led their monks to join the battlefield one after another.

The leader of the Huan Clan was a short old man. He held a huge yellow and white gourd in his arms and recited a spell. The gourd immediately opened and emitted green smoke, which filled the area for dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.

Some of the Beiming monks were enveloped in the green smoke and immediately became confused. Some even turned against them and pointed the finger at their comrades.

"Be careful! It's an illusion!"

Among the ancestors of Beiming, Hua Feiwu was particularly good at illusions. Seeing this scene, he immediately used the "Blue Heart Eye".

This pupil can see through illusions and distinguish between true and false. It once helped Wang Tianhe to block Liang Yan in Netherworld Valley. Now it was activated to the extreme by Hua Feiwu, and he quickly saw through several flaws in the secret techniques of the Huan clan.

Without any hesitation, she turned her left hand over, and an extra basket of colorful flowers appeared, and she threw it into the sky.

The flower basket rotated rapidly, emitting five rays of red, yellow, white, blue and blue, and rushed into the battlefield where the two armies were fighting. It quickly broke through part of the illusion and helped the Beiming monk to wake up successfully.

"Haha, I didn't expect that there are people with the same path as me in Beiming's army!"

The leader of the Huan Clan looked at Hua Feiwu from a distance, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"But that's all."

His eyes gradually turned cold, and he reached out and pointed in the air, and the green smoke on the battlefield suddenly swept towards Hua Feiwu.

Hua Feiwu was caught off guard, and just as he was about to use his magical power to resist, there was a flower in front of him. The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, as if the stars were moving, and his appearance changed in an instant.

Instead of the chaotic fighting, there was only a sea of ​​flowers and a lonely figure in front of her.

It was the secret realm where she once practiced, and it also buried a past that she couldn't let go of.

"Oops."

Hua Feiwu's last remaining shred of reason told her that she had fallen into the opponent's illusion.

But soon, this sense completely disappeared.

brush!

A ray of purple clouds shot out, penetrated Hua Feiwu's chest, and pinned her to the ground. But she seemed to feel no pain, and remained stupid and did not respond.

"Fellow!"

Wang Tianhe wanted to rush to the rescue, but was blocked by a figure.

"I've long heard that General Wang has great skills, but it's a pity that I haven't had the opportunity to learn from him before. I just have a chance to see it today."

The person who came was none other than Wu Changqing, the leader of the Wu clan.

When Wang Tianhe saw this, he sneered and shouted: "Okay, since you are in a hurry to die, then I, the general, will help you!"

The two of them didn't talk nonsense and soon started fighting together.

Wang Tianhe is known as the "Iron-Blooded Gun Lord" and his shooting skills are extremely domineering. Coupled with his unique secret technique, he can recover quickly even if he is injured in battle. Therefore, he always pursues and beats the enemy like a mad dog.

This style of fighting has helped him achieve many military exploits, but the enemy he encountered this time was different from before.

As the leader of the witch clan, Wu Changqing is good at ancient witchcraft, and his changes are treacherous and unpredictable. Wang Tianhe attacked for dozens of rounds, but never touched a corner of the opponent's clothes. On the contrary, he was assassinated by the opponent's witchcraft several times, and almost missed it.

Got it right at one point.

"Damn it! This man's spells are really weird, I can't even figure him out!"

Wang Tianhe fought with him for hundreds of moves. Although he was undefeated, the situation on the battlefield was already very serious.

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard, coming from behind the Beiming Army. The sound was melodious and resounded thousands of miles away.

"Beiming is acting against the will and is a common enemy for us! Fellow Taoists from the three tribes, please wait a moment. Liang will come to help!"

Hearing this voice, everyone in Beiming felt chilled.

Especially Tong Ni, whose face was extremely gloomy.

"How come it's so fast? We've just fought against the aliens here, and they've already taken action over there. Could it be that all this is a trap set up by that kid?"

Thinking of this, Tong Ni couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He glanced at the battlefield and saw that the two sides were fighting fiercely. The three major alien races relied on their own resources to exert great power. With a total of 180,000 elites, their combat power was not inferior to that of Beiming.

Now Liang Yan is leading Nan Xuan's army to attack from behind. Being attacked from both sides, Beiming has no chance of winning!

"If we continue to fight, if we are trapped between two armies, I am afraid that my 200,000-strong Beiming army will be trapped here. By then, Tianmu City will not be protected, and I will turn from a meritorious person to a sinner!"

Tong Ni's mind turned around and he made a decision quickly.

He suddenly shouted loudly and pinched the magic formula with both hands, stimulating the "source of yin" in his body to the extreme.

Soon, the power of extreme yin spread out like a tide, boundless, and enveloped all the monks of the three foreign races.
To be continued...