Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 381: Allied Forces Raid 2

Every inch of land in the mountains and forests became a focus of contention, and every leaf was stained with blood.

As the battle continued, casualties on both sides continued to increase.

The corpses of the ghost beasts piled up like a mountain, and the soldiers of the coalition forces continued to fall.

However, faced with such a tragic scene, the coalition forces and the ghost beast army did not retreat at all, because retreat meant defeat, at least for now.

The sounds of fighting and the smell of blood intertwined together, creating an indescribable atmosphere.

The old patriarch who witnessed this horrific battle among the white clouds in the sky sighed, "The Yin Bing disaster was also fought in such a big battle, but we were defeated. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers died or escaped."

"There's no comparison. Back then, we were the ones caught off guard and were defeated by the army of ghost beasts in one blow." Yifeng shook his head.

"Brother Feng, people shouldn't be so honest." Yijiu sighed.

"Ahem," the old patriarch choked and thought to himself, "Lao Feng and Xiao Jiu are usually quite smart."

"After this battle, will it be troublesome to clean up?" Shang Liangshan murmured.

"Swish, swish, swish" everyone looked at him when they heard that. Isn't his thinking too jumpy? Others are still fighting for life and death, but you are already thinking about cleaning up the battlefield.

Shang Liangshan saw this and pointed to the battlefield in the distance where fierce fighting was taking place and said, "This is a ghost land created by the ghost beast army. I'm afraid they won't let Phantom Thunder Cloud clean up the battlefield."

"This is indeed a problem." The old patriarch and Liu Weizi said in unison upon hearing this.

"What the hell is going on? People are still fighting for their lives, and you are just thinking about cleaning up the battlefield." Thinking of this, Taoist Xuanzhen couldn't help but clear his throat and said:

"As long as you don't devour the ghost energy, the ghost beast army will not stop you, because after this battle, they will surely suffer heavy casualties and will not be able to withstand the strange changes caused by the formation of this Yin Land."

"Master, speaking of the formation of the Yin Land, will it give birth to terrible vengeful spirits and Yin corpses?" Shang Liangshan asked curiously.

"Ghosts and corpses are child's play. What we are afraid of is the birth of a strange spirit. This thing is less intelligent than the little vengeful demon, but once it is born, it will possess terrifying power. It likes to devour and is difficult to destroy. It is truly the epitome of terror." Taoist Xuanzhen said solemnly.

"It's true that the more I understand, the more insignificant I feel." Yifeng said bitterly.

The conversation was interrupted by a whistling sound. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a ghost bird that had never appeared before, sweeping in like a black storm amid the terrifying cries of the bird.

Their target is the army of the Hunter Alliance.

These ghost birds are huge in size, and their wingspan is enough to cover the sky and the sun. Their appearance immediately caused unrest among the Hunter Alliance army.

Just imagine the scene of an overwhelming army of ghost birds swooping down on you, and you will understand the instinctive reaction of the Hunter Alliance army.

At this critical moment, a majestic command exploded like thunder: "Form a formation, and those who retreat will die!"

The sound penetrated the noise of the battlefield and reached the ears of every soldier.

This was an order from a powerful coalition leader, and his voice contained unquestionable determination and strength.

At the same time, countless dazzling arrows of light suddenly rose up from the mountains and forests.

They streaked across the sky like a meteor shower, shooting densely at the army of ghostly beasts that were pressing down on them.

These light arrows are secret weapons carefully prepared by the coalition forces. They are shot at extremely fast speeds and with incredible power, and each arrow seems to carry the power of destruction.

The light collided violently with the army of sky-covering ghost birds in the air, causing a terrible scene of casualties.

The wailing cries of the ghost birds rose one after another, their bodies were pierced by light arrows, blood fell like raindrops, and their feathers floated in the air like black snowflakes.

These scenes constitute a cruel and spectacular battlefield scene.

In this battle between light and darkness, the soldiers of the Hunting Alliance gathered together tightly. They formed a solid defensive formation and built lines of defense with their shields and bodies.

Although there was panic in their eyes, there was no sign of retreat, because they knew that only by uniting as one could they resist this sudden and powerful offensive.

Escape will only bring death!

"Kill!" The shouts shook the sky, just to give courage.

"Dang dang dang" As the army of ghost birds swooped down, the battlefield was filled with the continuous sound of metal clashing and the sound of screams.

The pace of the battle then increased to a higher level, becoming as unstoppable as a violent storm.

As the army of ghost birds swooped down like a dark cloud pressing down on a city, the sounds of metal clashing on the battlefield rose and fell, like a passionate symphony, playing the prelude to a life-and-death struggle.

Every collision is accompanied by sparks, and every confrontation may be the end of life.

In this chaotic battlefield, howling sounds are endless. They are the cries of the soldiers in pain and despair.

But even in such a desperate situation, no one gave up resistance.

Because in this land, giving up means death, and only persistence offers a glimmer of hope.

"Archers fight back!" The order resounded through the sky again, like the dawn illuminating the darkness.

The order was concise and powerful, conveying unquestionable determination.

At his call, the archers quickly adjusted their positions and turned their eyes to the sky, where the ghost bird army was wreaking havoc.

The archers drew their longbows, and the arrows were like cheetahs ready to leap out at any time.

Their eyes were determined, aimed at the ghost birds circling in the sky.

With the command, the arrows shot out like arrows from a bow, cutting through the air and heading straight for the target with a sharp whistling sound.

The arrow and the ghost bird met in the air, causing a series of collision sounds.

Some ghost birds were shot directly through and fell down wailing; others struggled in the air, trying to break free from the arrows.

But no matter what the outcome, the archers' counterattack has begun.

Their arrows were as dense as raindrops, continuously pouring down on the ghost bird army.

The battle then entered a white-hot stage, with every minute and every second full of variables.

"The old man admitted that he underestimated the hunting team." The old patriarch demonstrated his good qualities and corrected his mistakes as soon as he realized them.

"They have relatives who died at the hands of evil beasts, and they know they can't escape." Taoist Xuanzhen shook his head.

The implication is somewhat complicated.

"The infantry of the Xiongsha Palace are a little strange." Shang Liangshan's eyes flashed with lightning patterns as he stared at the ghostly heavy armored soldiers of the Xiongsha Palace.

Taoist Priest Xuan Zhen looked in the direction of the sound and explained, "They are evil spirits, the heavily armored soldiers of the Evil Palace, and their evil reputation is known in the Nine Netherworlds."

"With nearly 30,000 rank 4th grade evil spirit heavy armored soldiers, the strength of the Evil Palace is unimaginable." Shang Liangshan exclaimed.