Chapter 70

Dao Ren thanks the two friends, [Shuyou140812101152938] and [Lai Li], for their generous donations. Dao Ren is extremely grateful.

Dazhe Land God has been able to resist Dazhe Demon General in Dazhe Mountain for so many years, and he is certainly not alone.

Dazhe Demon General has over a dozen demon generals under his command, while Dazhe Land God has even more commanders under his command.

Between the two sides, Dazhe Demon General is strong in his own strength but weak in his influence, while Dazhe Land God is the opposite, weak in his own strength but strong in his influence.

The commanders under Dazhe Land God are called the same as the commanders of the demons, but their strength is completely different. The strength of the commanders is equivalent to that of demon generals.

In Dazhe Mountain, the commanders are below the demon generals, and it is unknown whether this is a satire of the commanders under Dazhe Land God.

There is no good explanation; the appearance of the mountain god seal is just a trigger, stirring up all the accumulated resentment between the two sides.

Without any hesitation, Dazhe Land God directly chose to attack.

With a wave of his hand, eighteen banners appeared in his hand.

The banners were a deep red, inscribed with the words "Exorcise Demons."

They were directly inserted into the rock, fluttering in the wind.

A streak of dark light quickly cut through, attempting to destroy the banners.

"It's useless. I have prepared for a long time. Now that you are in the trap, it's too late to try to destroy it," Dazhe Land God sneered, looking forward, not bothering to stop the destruction.

"This is the Eighteen Exorcise Demons Formation. With your lowly status as a land god, it is impossible for you to obtain this formation," watching Dazhe Land God and his commanders stand apart, yet containing an indescribable subtlety.

Especially those eighteen banners, which are extremely eye-catching.

"What is impossible? It is heaven's will to destroy you, and heaven's will for me to rise," Dazhe Land God's face showed excitement, his cheeks flushed.

"Even with the help of the formation, you cannot escape your status as a mere ant," Dazhe Demon General sneered, stepping forward slowly, his aura gradually rising.

As he spoke, dark clouds gathered nearby, covering the sky, making it dark and oppressive. A sharp sword appeared in Dazhe Demon General's hand, and he struck down from above, like a thunderbolt, making people shudder.

"You are still so arrogant," three strands of beard fluttered in the wind, Dazhe Land God sneered, then shouted, "Activate the formation!"

The commanders moved quickly, each emitting a divine light that matched the banners.

In an instant, an invisible light rapidly swept through the area.

A sense of oppression filled the heart, and Yang Qifeng found his magical power becoming sluggish.

Whether in speed or other aspects, he was suppressed to a lower level.

His demonic aura was also rapidly dissipating.

This formation is very effective against demons. Yang Qifeng looked at the eighteen banners, the Eighteen Exorcise Demons Formation. Just the name filled him with disgust.

In this life, Yang Qifeng is a demon, and the term "exorcise demons" is the most repulsive to him.

Holding a black knife, he charged towards one of the banners.

The battle was inevitable. As a demon, Yang Qifeng naturally sided with Dazhe Demon General. At this moment, no matter what Yang Qifeng thought, he had to ensure that Dazhe Demon General did not lose.

If Dazhe Land God were to win, the outcome would be obvious.

Therefore, the best outcome would be a stalemate, which would be most beneficial to him, allowing him to take advantage of the chaos.

"Stop, don't be deceived. The banners are fake," Qianlan Demon God quickly communicated with Yang Qifeng, giving him a warning.

Qianlan Demon God's words made Yang Qifeng stop.

"I know there is an 80% chance that the banners are fake, but if we don't break this formation, we will surely lose," Yang Qifeng felt himself being suppressed to a lower level and quickly communicated with Qianlan Demon God using his divine consciousness.

The Eighteen Exorcise Demons Formation has only one characteristic: suppression. Yang Qifeng is unfamiliar with this formation and does not know its other variations, but just this suppression alone has reduced the strength of the demons present by one level.

This makes them, who were originally evenly matched with the commanders under Dazhe Land God, no longer a match.

They were already at a disadvantage from the start.

If the formation is not broken, Yang Qifeng will also be defeated here.

As for escaping, if there was any hope at the beginning, now that the formation is up, there is no hope at all.

"Follow my instructions," Qianlan Demon God said without any extra words, quickly giving an order.

"Everything in front of you is an illusion. Take a step to the left, then go straight. The Eighteen Exorcise Demons Formation is a divine formation, primarily for suppression and killing. This land god has not fully mastered it, so the formation can only exert a suppressive effect, reducing your strength. If these eighteen banners were all high-quality magical artifacts, even with only the suppressive power, you would not have any resistance now."

"This land god is quite clever. He set up an illusionary formation beforehand, so the apparent center of the formation is a deliberate distraction. The real positions of the banners are hidden elsewhere."

Qianlan Demon God directed Yang Qifeng's movements while explaining the subtleties of the formation.

"How can an illusionary formation be connected to the Exorcise Demons Formation? These should be two completely different formations?"

"No, they are not connected. The Eighteen Exorcise Demons Formation envelops the illusionary formation. This is one of the major characteristics of the Eighteen Exorcise Demons Formation. As long as it is not a killing formation, it can be accommodated," Qianlan Demon God explained.

"So it's about compatibility," Yang Qifeng understood.

Mist rose around him, visibility not reaching a dozen feet, his senses isolated, as if rejected and abandoned by the world.

His vision blurred, and Yang Qifeng, holding the black knife, moved forward slowly.

He became more cautious, knowing that the center of the formation would be guarded.

The current situation told Yang Qifeng that he was approaching the center of the formation.

The view was dim and dark, a fierce wind blew wildly, roaring incessantly.

Accompanying the wind was a soft chant.

"Summon the wind!"

The bone-chilling cold wind made people shudder.

"Cold wind," Yang Qifeng sneered.

His aura was mysterious, his black hair standing on end. He softly said to the front, "Summon fire!"

A flame appeared out of nowhere.

The flame rolled and burned fiercely.

It entangled with the roaring cold wind. Although he had not yet mastered his innate ability, his natural talent for controlling fire made Yang Qifeng fearless of the cold wind.

He continued to move forward without stopping.

The hidden person, after a failed attack, made no further moves.

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