Chapter 736: Great Battle of Breaking the Formation (Part 2)

"I didn't expect the Mu Lan people to be so cautious. Although we destroyed those spellcasters, it seems we haven't hurt their foundation at all. From now on, it will be a head-on collision. Brother Ma, you used the 'Hidden Heaven Flag' to cover half of the mountaintop just now. Can your magic power still support it?" The bald-browed man sighed first, then asked the old man with some concern. Net

"I deliberately reserved part of my magic power. It might not be enough to break the enemy, but entangling a Mu Lan great master shouldn't be a problem." The old man stroked his beard and said indifferently.

"That's good. The rest of the enemies will be left to me and Fellow Daoist Han. Fellow Daoist Bu should have recovered some origin energy as well. I have already ordered the cultivators under me to call Brother Bu out from his recuperation if the situation becomes critical." The bald-browed man said solemnly.

"That's the only way. It's just that the giant beast is probably a bit tricky. We can't divide our attention. I'm afraid the Core Formation cultivators won't be able to deal with it." The old man used his spiritual sense to remotely sense the huge giant beast outside the formation, a trace of hesitation appearing on his face.

"Cough! This is unavoidable. After all, we are short of manpower, so we can only let the Brother Murong brothers use the restrictive formation to contain it for a while. Their lightning-attribute cultivation arts are the most lethal among Core Formation cultivators. Even if the giant beast is thick-skinned, it should have some effect." The big man himself seemed a bit unconfident. After all, both of them had heard from the defeated cultivators about how terrifying this beast was.

"That's all we can do for now." The old man nodded worriedly, acknowledging this idea.

Just then, green light flashed in the green mist, and a streak of light shot out from within. After circling slightly, it seemed to have discovered the two, and flew over.

"Two fellow daoists, it seems the Mu Lan people are really going to attack. Have you arranged the strategy to repel the enemy?" The green brilliance faded, and Han Li's figure was revealed. He smiled at the two and said.

"Brother Han, you came just in time. We just discussed it and are preparing..." The bald-browed man smiled and repeated what he had just said.

"Giant beast! That thing is indeed a bit tricky. It's a strange species that only existed in ancient times. I don't know where the Mu Lan people found it. Everything will be as Fellow Daoist Lu said." Han Li's brows furrowed first, but then he immediately relaxed and said.

"This battle will rely heavily on Brother Han's divine abilities." The bald-browed man laughed and said, his words carrying a trace of respect.

"Since it concerns the safety of all of Tiannan, I will naturally do my best. But I'm afraid the enemy is too strong, and I will be willing but unable to help!" Han Li touched his nose after hearing this and said calmly:

Since he had revealed his strength, Han Li didn't humble himself anymore.

"If even Brother Han is no match for the opponent, then it is not our fault. I think others in the Alliance won't say anything." The old man surnamed Ma smiled and complimented.

"Brother Ma, you really think too highly of me. My divine abilities are not as profound as you two imagine. Don't have such high expectations." Han Li glanced at the old man, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, regardless of what you say, Brother Han is not an ordinary early-stage cultivator, and your divine abilities are far beyond ours. This great battle... Eh, the Mu Lan people have started to attack." The bald-browed man also wanted to build a relationship with Han Li, but he had only spoken half of his words when his expression changed, and he hurriedly looked into the distance.

Han Li and the old man heard this and looked over as well.

I saw red light faintly shining in the direction of the spellcaster army, and a patch of red clouds like a fire cloud covered the distant sky. And within the red clouds, dozens of giant fireballs like scorching suns were forming and condensing.

"What is this?" The old man surnamed Ma was clearly seeing this scene for the first time, and he asked in surprise.

"This is the spellcaster's spirit art formation. It is a spirit art that can be used by many spellcasters to replace formation flags and formation disks to quickly form a formation. However, it generally requires a high-tier spellcaster to preside over the formation. Seeing these fireballs so huge, I'm afraid it is that spellcaster who used fire-attribute cultivation arts yesterday who is presiding over the formation." The bald-browed man explained with a gloomy expression.

"Spirit art formation!" The old man surnamed Ma muttered, still looking surprised. Although he wanted to ask more details, he knew this was not the right time, so he shut his mouth.

"Let's enter the formation and see how it goes. Before fighting the opponent's Nascent Soul cultivators, we can destroy as many low-tier spellcasters as possible." Han Li said calmly after withdrawing his gaze.

"Good!"

The old man and the big man naturally had no objections.

Thus, the bald-browed man summoned several other Core Formation cultivators and gave them instructions one by one before taking them and shooting into the mist sea, Ying Ning among them.

Han Li naturally transmitted a few words of caution secretly.

Then Han Li's figure disappeared into the mist.

At this moment, outside the mist sea, some Mu Lan spellcasters were divided into dozens of small teams, arranged in mysterious and miraculous formations, holding red, shining fire-attribute magic tools high above their heads, and were casting spells to gather the fire-attribute spiritual energy nearby.

And more than a hundred zhang above their heads, dozens of giant fireballs were rolling and taking shape, emitting scorching high temperatures, baking the spellcasters below until their mouths were dry and their eyes were dizzy. But each of them was sweating profusely and struggling to support it.

In the middle of these dozens of spirit art formations, Ku Yao was sitting cross-legged with disheveled hair, motionless, his hands forming strange hand seals, while six red giant flags revolved slowly around him, and that fire python a zhang long was circling and flying above his head, its red light dazzling, causing patches of fire clouds to roll endlessly.

And on the other side, not far from him, the green-clad woman had appeared from the giant beast at some point, looking coldly at Ku Yao's every move. And half a step behind her, the tall, thin spellcaster was looking at the situation with great concern.

"Go!" Ku Yao suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted in a low voice.

The six fire flags hummed loudly, and six red light pillars shot out obliquely from the flags, just happening to sink into the six giant fireballs that had already taken shape in the air, each over ten zhang in size.

Immediately, upon absorbing these red light pillars, all the fireballs trembled, and then flames on their surfaces suddenly surged up by a zhang. Then, amidst the sound of war drums, these fireballs, like giant meteors, smashed toward the mist sea, forming a straight line, as if intending to forcibly open a path.

The power of so many spellcasters casting spells together to condense fireballs was truly extraordinary.

Even though the mist sea restriction of Fire Dragon Mountain had been carefully arranged by the Nine Nations Alliance's formation masters, as these fireballs contacted the green mist, several earth-shattering loud noises rang out, and several fire pillars dozens of zhang tall rose from the mist one after another. A hot wind swept past, and the mist nearby was swept away in the blink of an eye.

Although there was green and yellow restriction light shining all around, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, unable to block it in the slightest.

In the blink of an eye, looking down from the sky, this area of the mist sea had six giant circles arranged in a row, all mist gone, extremely empty.

The green-clad woman's eyes flashed with cold light, and she flipped her hand, and a golden circle appeared in her hand.

With a flick of her hand, the circle transformed into a streak of golden light, shooting toward the giant rhinoceros beast that had already stood at the edge of the mist sea.

A loud, clear ringing sound echoed out, and the golden ring accurately and flawlessly slipped onto the giant rhinoceros's single blue horn.

Then it tightened violently, taking root at the base of the giant horn, the treasure shining with dazzling golden light.

Whether it was stimulated by the golden light or the green-clad woman had done something else, the giant rhinoceros's pair of emerald-green eyes suddenly turned red like blood. A thunderous roar came from its mouth, and it stomped on the blue clouds beneath its feet, its huge body rushing wildly into the mist sea.

A moment later, beast roars rang out in the mist sea, and green and yellow light erupted.

"Go in. Master Ku will use fire spirit arts to continue destroying the restrictions below. In today's battle, we must break this formation in one go." The green-clad woman's cold voice rang throughout the sky, and the spellcaster army, which had been waiting for a long time, cheered and rushed into the green mist, either in groups of ten or five or six.

"Let's go too. Once Master Ku finishes casting his spells, he will naturally follow." The green-clad woman said indifferently, white light flashing on her body as she transformed into a white rainbow and shot out.

The tall, thin spellcaster hurriedly answered and followed closely behind as a black streak of light.

A moment later, only a few hundred spellcasters who had set up the formation remained in front of the mist sea.

At this time, the remaining fireballs in the sky, under the guidance of Ku Yao's six fire flags, fell into the mist sea one after another, all in the same line as the first six. After dozens of fire pillars rose to the sky, they directly destroyed the restrictions on this line by seven or eight out of ten.

After laughing wildly a few times, Ku Yao stood up with a "swoosh." After beckoning to the cultivators all around, he transformed into a ball of flames without a word and rushed into the mist sea.

The other spellcasters who had set up the formation saw this and swarmed forward.

In an instant, over a thousand spellcasters squeezed into the mist sea, not to mention the hundreds of other cultivators who were secretly manipulating the restrictions and waiting for an opportunity.

Han Li was floating motionless somewhere in the mist sea, his eyes closed slightly, his body already covered in a three-colored Gold-Devouring Beetle armor, his feet stepping on a green giant sword. And above his head, another golden, shining insect cloud floated silently, but the flying insects inside were all ferocious and fierce, their eyes revealing murderous intent, looking as if they were waiting to devour people.

Han Li's eyelids moved a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes, a trace of surprise appearing on his face.

"There really are mid-stage Nascent Soul spellcasters inside, but how could it be a female spellcaster." Han Li muttered a few words. Then, after thinking for a while, he patted his storage pouch with one hand, and after light flashed, a set of formation-setting tools appeared in his hand.

Han Li's figure flashed, and in a moment, he set up a temporary formation, which was the most powerful one among the formation-setting tools he carried.

"Yin Yue, come out." Han Li ordered, and with a flick of his other sleeve, a small fox shot out from his sleeve and landed in front of Han Li.

"This 'Purple Cheng Helmet', you should use it. Also, take the flower basket ancient treasure. The opponent this time might be a bit trickier than Senior Sister Wan'er. Be extra careful! If the opponent's divine abilities are truly powerful, don't fight hard. Lure them here, use the mist sea restrictions and the formation I set up to compete with them. If that still doesn't work, forget it. There is no need to fight the opponent to the death." Han Li said expressionlessly.

Afterward, with a flip of his hand, the "Purple Cheng Helmet" and the flower basket ancient treasure appeared in his hand and were thrown to the small fox.

Net ===== CHAPTER 737 =====