The power of the Netherworld army is just an illusion.

When the fog is dispelled and the illusion is revealed, what remains is the truth about Chi Guoguo.

…

Next to Mustard Seed Space.

The battle between Dark Night Three, Dark Night Seven and Xiaoyaomen has entered a fierce state.

As for the sudden changes on the battlefield, the two of them quickly sensed them.

Especially when the thick fog in the distance faded, the screams and calls for help from the soldiers in the Netherworld could be heard.

The two frowned tightly.

"how so?"

"It stands to reason that even if the Netherworld army is going to run out of fuel, it will take at least three days. Why did it start to attack in advance?"

No, that's not right!

If the oil really runs out, they will turn into mummies and fall down.

Even before falling down, I felt no pain or fear.

But at this moment, they were clearly still alive, but they began to suffer and began to shrink back in fear.

There is only one possibility, that is, the [Ghost Curse Formation] has failed.

But how is this possible?

…

On the other side, the thick fog lightened up, and the Xiaoyaomen people naturally saw the changes on the battlefield.

Luo Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat down on the imperial concubine's couch. The mythical beasts Bai Ze and Bifang in the sky disappeared instantly.

He gasped and said, "So this is what Third Senior Brother said about drawing fire from under the cauldron."

Leng Yumo put the Red Lotus Soul Seizing Sword into its sheath, took out a bottle of elixir and poured it directly into his mouth. While chewing it, he said: "Who else in this world can easily break the spell formation, besides the third senior brother?

?”

The people of Xiaoyaomen have experienced too many things.

From the first moment I came to this battlefield, I knew that this battlefield had been turned into a place like [The Land of the Cursed God].

The strength of the Netherworld army is infinitely amplified, and it can adapt to the battle environment with only demonic energy.

The strength of the demon army was reduced to a minimum.

If it weren't for Muyan's Divine Musician skill that balanced the enhancement and weakening of both sides.

The demon army may have already suffered heavy casualties and fell apart.

[Spell] There is always a price to pay for the enhancement of a person's strength.

But I never expected that the price paid by the Netherworld would be so high.

It can be said that the demons have gained an overwhelming advantage in the current battle situation.

Muyan stopped playing, took out the elixir and slowly swallowed it for absorption.

Fortunately, the third senior brother took action as soon as possible.

Otherwise, Muyan doubted that she would be able to hold on for long.

Using Kagura masters to assist dozens or hundreds of people, and assisting an entire demon army on a huge battlefield, are completely different things.

No matter how strong her spiritual energy, fairy energy, demonic energy and divine power are, she cannot withstand such consumption.

What's more, she was not in the best condition.

Luo Yu chuckled and said: "The two opposite are also spiritual practitioners, right? Now that there is no [spell] to assist them, I don't know how long they can last."

As for them?

Sorry, there is still a big pile of conversion talismans given by Muyan, they can use them as they like.

The demonic energy that permeates the surroundings is a murderous poison for others, but to them, it is the same as spiritual energy and fairy energy.

An Ye San looked away from the battlefield.

The expression on his face became extremely serious: "Old Qi, it seems we must make a quick decision!"

An Ye Qi nodded, suddenly took out a black spell talisman and was about to burn it.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle came from the sky.

"Feng Tian Concentration!!"

"Someone destroyed the [Ghost Curse Formation]!!!"
Chapter completed!