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第四卷 七星岛 第七百八十四章 七巨人

The clouds were low, barely a thousand feet from the ground, pressing down on everyone like a heavy weight. Then, a vivid blue lightning bolt streaked across the sky and struck the demon horde with force.

The struck beasts turned into gray smoke, their souls scattered to the winds, but despite this, the remaining demons did not show any signs of fear; they continued to charge forward fearlessly.

However, this was only the beginning...

The clouds churned ceaselessly. In a blink, over a hundred bolts of lightning as thick as an arm shot out from within.

Before the beasts could be turned into gray smoke, the Xuanfeng Sect cultivators were elated and began to celebrate prematurely.

From afar, a shrill cry of rage and fear pierced the air. The demons raised their heads and unleashed various abilities. Some spat out colorful beams from their mouths, while others summoned their innate demon flames. Still others employed bizarre secret techniques.

Attacks came thick and fast, raining down on the clouds above.

A second-grade demon's spell might not be much, but when thousands of them attacked together, the combined effect was terrifying. Even late-stage元婴 cultivators hesitated to confront such a force head-on.

Boom!

The dull explosion echoed in their ears as the clouds were suddenly shattered.

The cultivators' cheers choked in their throats as they looked around in shock. However, Dan Feng, a Condensation Core expert, remained calm and composed. The Xuanfeng Immortal Phoenix Formation was set up by the ancestor himself; it had a fearsome reputation that wasn't easily broken. This was merely a small test!

The old monsters still lingered on Tianzhu Peak. It was both the center of the Xuanfeng Sect and the core of this formation. After the clouds were shattered, an elderly man with white beard stepped forward, his body radiating fresh vitality.

"Senior Brother, are you alright?"

A woman in a palace-style robe spoke out of concern. Although she had never gotten along well with him, they shared a common enemy now.

"Do not trouble yourself; it's just a minor injury."

The elderly man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rapidly changed hand seals. In front of him, a palm-sized light talisman glowed brightly. This was clearly the treasure of Immortal Phoenix Fairy.

"Quickly!"

With a soft command, the light talisman shimmered and transformed into a small ball of light that spun in mid-air.

Then, the light ball exploded, revealing the light spirit once again but with much dimmer radiance.

The fragments from the explosion did not dissipate; instead, they gathered together. The old man spat out a sword energy and swirled it around his left hand, cutting off two fingers. The blood flowed freely, quickly merging into the light points.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet...

The light points coalesced into seven tiny figures, each about an inch tall, with extremely fierce appearances.

On another side, taking advantage of the dispersed lightning clouds, the demons rushed forward again. Their speed was astonishing; in a blink, the vanguard had closed the distance to the Xuanfeng Sect cultivators' first line of defense.

Tang Feng stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips. He reached into his storage pouch and summoned an iron rod as he prepared to rally his disciples to repel the attackers. However, something unexpected happened.

The red light beam closest to them suddenly distorted and began to shake...

What was happening?

Both cultivators and demons were drawn by this strange phenomenon.

A demonic wind swept through, dust filled the air. Suddenly, the light beam exploded, turning crimson like blood.

Large red talisman characters appeared around it, spinning ceaselessly before converging towards the center. The light beam rose up, transforming into a massive blood-red ball with an area of several acres.

Not only were the cultivators stunned, but even the transformation-stage demons exchanged glances.

"Father, what's happening?" said one of the Xuanfeng Sect protectors. "I've seen their formation before; it's clearly different from this."

"That's correct," another demon rumbled. "Twenty years ago, Black Mountain Old Demon led his subordinates to clash with the Xuanfeng Sect. I had a good relationship with him and joined him as a result. I saw their protective formation back then, and it didn't look like this."

This creature was not from the Snow Fox Clan; he was a man with massive muscles on his shoulders, carrying two large axes.

"Nothing is strange here," said Snow Fox King, raising an eyebrow coldly. "The Xuanfeng Sect is one of the human sects, having existed for over a million years. Their ancestor even reached the Separation and Union Realm. It's not unusual to have some hidden treasures."

We don't need to intervene; let's just observe first. After all, there are countless low-grade demons in our Frozen Wasteland. Even if these tens of thousands are completely exterminated, it won't matter.

Other old monsters nodded, showing a deep understanding. Demons had one ability that humans could never match: reproduction. The lower the demon, the higher their reproductive rate. Had they not been bound by an alliance with the Five Cultivation Powers, they would have allowed humans to thrive in their sacred land. But after millions of years, and considering this matter concerns Xiang'er's life, Snow Fox King wouldn't hesitate.

Hmph, everything is the humans' own doing.

No matter what tricks they use, it's just a futile struggle. Unless I get my daughter safely, I won't stop until I destroy the Xuanfeng Sect, even if that means using the demon sea tactic to completely flatten them.

Meanwhile, the light ball was entangled by talisman characters and writhed ceaselessly. Suddenly, like a bird hatching from an egg, a crack appeared at the top. The crack grew larger until the light ball exploded, revealing a massive figure.

Even though Tang Song knew they were friends, he couldn't help but draw in a cold breath. A giant wearing red scales stood before them, towering nearly thirty feet tall with a formidable physique, like a god descending from heaven.

The large talisman characters spun and disappeared into his body. His eyes lit up as he raised fists the size of millstones and struck down with force.

The deafening boom echoed in their ears as the demons' protective barriers shattered like soap bubbles. The monsters hit by the fist turned to bloody pulp.

Chaos ensued; the giant kicked out, sending more creatures flying...

Though low-grade demons lacked intelligence, they could see the gruesome fate of their comrades and began to show fear. In a blink, the advance of the demons slowed down, with the giants clearing paths around them.

This scene unfolded in other places as well. There were seven light beams, each now producing a giant figure. Their appearances and sizes were identical, differing only by the color of their scales.

Despite the vast number of demons, they were temporarily stymied by these seven giants.

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