My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

The two saints saw that their beloved disciples were in extreme danger, and they hurriedly took action. The whisk suddenly became huge in the air, and then swung towards the three giant swords, removing most of the force in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the gourd suddenly appeared above Murong Qingting's head, blocking the devastating blow of the Wuji Holy Sword.

The two Spiritualization Stage cultivators attacked and resolved Chu Ci's attack in the blink of an eye. Not only that, under the fierce impact of the gourd, the three giant swords were directly broken into hundreds of small swords, flying all over the sky.

"fire!"

The one who shouted was the Changchun Patriarch on the giant boat, and his reaction was also extremely fast. Seeing that the other side had two Spiritualization Stage cultivators, he immediately ordered everyone to work together to drive the cannon on the giant boat to hit the Saint Ancestor holding the whisk.

More than forty Nascent Soul cultivators launched an attack with the concerted efforts of the elite, and with the help of one hundred thousand high-quality spirit stones, this attack contained terrifying energy that could destroy the world, and it bombarded the man directly.

The man's pupils shrank. He didn't expect that a mere flying boat could have such an attack. He quickly put the whisk in front of him. The spiritual light hit him and the whisk was blown away, but it also blocked the attack.

“Junior brother, I will deal with this brat, you go and destroy that flying boat!” The Great Saint holding a whisk said as he flicked his sleeves and attacked Chu Ci.

The one holding the gourd was the Second Saint Ancestor. After hearing this, he turned the mouth of the gourd, and a strange green light shot out from it, hitting the giant boat with a bang.

The giant boat immediately began to sway violently, and countless low-level monks on it were blown away.

This series of actions was actually extremely fast. Before Chu Ci could retract the flying swords in the sky, he was locked by the opponent.

If there was no protection from the sword formation, Chu Ci knew that he would not be able to gain any advantage at all from the hands of the Divine Transformation cultivator.

At this critical moment, Chu Ci no longer cared about the swords, but directly summoned the flywheel in his hand.

As soon as the 360 ​​flywheels appeared, they began to spin rapidly, protecting Chu Ci firmly in the formation. Fortunately, he moved quickly enough, otherwise, if the incarnated monk got close to him, it would have been extremely dangerous.

When the Great Saint Ancestor of Yuelan Sect saw this scene, his expression became extremely solemn. He gently waved the whisk in his hand, and in an instant countless fine threads swept towards Chu Ci like a rain of arrows.

With just one strike, more than a hundred flywheels were shot down, and the originally airtight flywheel formation instantly revealed a huge flaw.

The Great Saint waved his whisk again without mercy, another roar sounded, and more than a hundred flywheels were knocked away.

Just as the Great Saint was preparing to launch the third attack, Chu Ci no longer hesitated. The spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and an extremely huge Ten Thousand Souls Banner suddenly appeared in the air.

With the appearance of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, countless evil spirits swarmed out from it, covering the sky and the sun, and accompanied by bursts of shrill wail, they rushed towards the whisk in the air.

The area within a radius of several hundred feet suddenly became dark. These ferocious ghosts rushed towards the whisk without hesitation, biting and gnawing at it frantically. In the blink of an eye, most of the spiritual power contained in the whisk had been consumed.

Among the many souls, there was one with the largest body, emitting extremely powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, and was the first to pounce on the Great Saint Ancestor. It was the soul of the black monster.

“This…” The Great Saint was horrified. He never expected that Chu Ci actually had such a high-level Ten Thousand Souls Banner. There were more than a hundred Yuanying cultivators’ souls alone.

This evil thing originally came from the Kingdom of Fuso, so he naturally knew how powerful it was. He quickly used all his spiritual power to form a layer of spiritual shield around himself.

However, those spirits were extremely ferocious and rushed directly to the shield, gnawing at it bite by bite. In a short while, the shield was torn into pieces.

The Great Saint roared and launched several attacks, shattering many of the souls. However, the souls in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner were boundless. In just a few breaths, more souls poured out like a tide, making the Great Saint overwhelmed.

At the same time, the rest of the souls rushed towards the other people from Yuelan Sect, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

On the other side, the Second Saint Patriarch controlled the gourd to continuously attack the giant boat. The defensive formation on the giant boat was shining, but it was gradually unable to hold on. The Changchun Patriarch tried his best to lead all the monks on the boat to fight against it.

Song Xianer's arrows were fired like raindrops, one after another, all hitting the gourd in the hands of the Second Saint Ancestor.

Chu Ci had taken advantage of this opportunity to retract all the flying swords. He took a look at the situation on the giant boat and the Second Saint Ancestor, and decided to add some pressure to the people of Yuelan Sect.

The spiritual power surged, the corpse bags flew around, and nearly ten thousand zombies poured out, killing in all directions.

These zombies included not only monks, but also many monsters. Among them was a ninth-level dragon-shaped zombie, which swung its tail and swept towards the gourd of the Second Saint Ancestor.

There was also an incarnated zombie wrapped in black cloth, with no expression on his face, rushing straight towards the Second Saint Ancestor.

The Second Saint Ancestor was so shocked that he had no time to care about the giant boat and had to deal with the crisis at hand first.

At this moment, the pressure on Patriarch Changchun was suddenly eliminated, and he quickly ordered the remaining people to inject spiritual power into the cannon frantically, aiming one shot after another at the two Divine Transformation monks.

The giant boat, cannons, flying arrows, zombies, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, plus Chu Ci's sword formation, each attack was extremely powerful, and the situation on the battle was immediately reversed. All the people in the Yuelan Sect, including the two Holy Gods, lost all their will to fight and only wanted to escape from here as soon as possible.

This actually accelerated their demise, as monks fell in large numbers under the overwhelming attack.

The Great Saint Ancestor was eaten alive by countless souls, the Second Saint Ancestor was beaten into powder by a giant cannon, and Murong Qingting was completely killed by Chu Ci's sword formation.

A quarter of an hour later, looking around, there was no Fuso person still standing in the entire Jinfu Mine.

The ground was littered with broken limbs and scarlet blood, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood and gunpowder. This tragic scene spoke of the intensity and cruelty of the battle that had just taken place.

In this battle, the State of Jin achieved a complete victory.

At this moment, a person leaped down from the giant boat rapidly and rushed towards a figure in the distance like a meteor. It was Song Xianer.

Seeing this, Chu Ci in mid-air no longer hesitated and quickly put all the flying swords into the scabbards. Then he followed Song Xian'er closely and chased after the figure.

In just a few breaths, Song Xian'er had caught up with the man.

I saw a feather arrow stuck in the back of the person being chased, and the blood had already dyed her clothes red. She looked so miserable.

But despite this, this person did not dare to delay for even a second, and still fled towards the distance with all his might and in a panic.

"Song Meir! Stop!" Song Xianer shouted angrily.

Hearing Song Xianer's voice, Song Meir not only did not stop, but ran even faster.