Chapter 5178: Counterattack
What worried him more was not these sacrificial spirits, but Suantian.
From the last fight, we can see how difficult Suantian is.
If we can't even deal with these sacrificial spirits now, then we will have no power to resist Suantian next time.
After taking a deep breath, Sun Bing's eyes suddenly became sharp. No matter how dangerous the situation was, he had no way out.
"Wanxiang"
"Mietian Jueshi"
"..."
In an instant, billions of sword energy swept across the world, and everything turned into nothingness wherever the sword passed.
Seeing this, the sacrificial spirits around were completely boiling.
I saw Tu Bo's huge body slowly moving forward, and the endless order chain emerged from the Nether City, spreading directly towards Sun Bing.
On the other side, many sacrificial spirits such as the Demon Lord, the Fallen God, and Shura also took action.
But Sun Bing did not retreat at all, as if he was fighting madly, and had no intention of defending at all, and the Qingping Sword kept swinging out.
Various sword qi traveled through the sky, and the power contained in it naturally needs no further explanation.
However, those sacrificial spirits did not retreat at all, and their own great ways were completely manifested, and they used endless Dao rhyme to wipe out Sun Bing's will.
Although the sword light cut through the void, the bodies of those sacrificial spirits would explode.
However, the next moment, under the gathering of the majestic faith power, they reappeared in the original place in an instant.
In front of these forces, Sun Bing's indestructible golden body also exploded.
Like those sacrificial spirits, the majestic blood continued to burn, and he returned with a firebird flying.
Now the two sides have formed a strange balance, as if they are consuming their lives and have been entangled.
For his actions, many sacrificial spirits can be said to be quite excited.
Because no matter how powerful Sun Bing's "Nirvana" heavenly book is, it still needs blood as a driving force.
On the contrary, the faith power they rely on comes from the countless living beings in the myriad races.
As long as the faith is not exhausted, there is no need to worry about any loss.
It can be said that it is a luxury for Sun Bing to compete with them in consumption.
For the current situation, Tu Bo seemed to have sensed something wrong, but after careful thinking, he could not find any clues.
In desperation, he could only do his best to operate all his power.
In the Nether City that he transformed into, endless chains of order spread out, madly covering Sun Bing, as if trying to drag him into the Nether City.
Facing such a siege, Sun Bing held the Kunlun Mirror on his head, and his figure kept moving through the vast void, avoiding attacks from all directions.
But in places that no one noticed, the power in his body kept running, and wherever he passed, he would leave very subtle array patterns.
These array patterns are perfectly integrated with the heaven and earth. Unless you reach the pinnacle of array formation, you can't detect any abnormality at all.
After all, the seemingly simple formation also contains many powers such as the divine patterns of heaven and earth, the terrain, etc., which is quite hidden.
In addition, the sword box behind Sun Bing was quietly opened.
So although the battlefield at this moment is very fierce, anyone with a discerning eye can see that under the siege of many sacrificial spirits, Sun Bing can only flee in a hurry.
Seeing the scene in front of them, many Jiuli monks can be said to be bloodshot, and even roared:
"Brother Sun Bing, please hold on for a while, we will come to help you soon."
As the words fell, the power in their bodies surged wildly, and various totems appeared in the void one after another, covering the sacrificial spirits in front of them.
For a while, the Jiuli tribe even overwhelmed the siege of the sacrificial spirits.
But this only lasted for a moment. When those sacrificial spirits reacted, they easily defeated the outbreak of the Jiuli tribe.
After all, in terms of the number of strong men, the Jiuli tribe is only a mere 5,000 people.
Even with the help of the Bixie Clan, Bifang Clan, etc., it was only a little more.
But there were tens of thousands of sacrificial spirits present, each of which was at the level of the Lord of the Era.
In addition, no matter how strong the Jiuli Clan was, they were still flesh and blood, and they would feel pain, fatigue, injury, and even death.
But their sacrificial spirits were completely different, and the difference in many details had an unimaginable impact on the battle situation.
Looking at the scene in front of him, even the Jiuli God's tiger eyes were flashing with crystal tears, and he kept muttering softly:
"You actually don't need to come here at all."
As the strongest man who had fought against the sacrificial spirits for tens of billions of years, he knew better than anyone what the current situation meant.
As time went by, the morale of the Jiuli Clan even dropped a lot.
But at this moment, Sun Bing, who had been traveling back and forth in the void, suddenly stopped his steps.
He glanced coldly at the surrounding Tu Bo, Shura and other sacrificial spirits, and a sneer appeared on his face.
Without saying anything, the spiritual power in his sea of consciousness exploded rapidly.
The moment he saw the smile on Sun Bing's face, Tu Bo felt something was wrong in his heart, and he said without hesitation:
"Disperse!"
After the words fell, he did not hesitate at all and quickly dodged to the side.
Looking at the other party's actions, Sun Bing's pupils were full of pity.
Because it was too late to realize that it was not good now.
Along with the surge of spiritual power, the array pattern that had been hidden by Sun Bing for a long time immediately burst into a dazzling light.
In the vast sky, you can see a battle covering billions of miles, which is presented at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Although Tu Bo, who was in the array, had tried his best to move, his speed was no different from a snail in front of this huge array.
However, the speed of Shura, Fallen God and other sacrificial spirits was several times that of Tu Bo.
The moment they saw those array patterns, they subconsciously fled in all directions, and in a short moment, they had already reached the edge of the array pattern.
Just as they were about to escape, a hint of indifferent sarcasm appeared in Sun Bing's pupils.
"Zhu Xian Sword Formation"
It seemed as if one could faintly hear a crisp sound of swords, and the four Zhu Xian swords that Sun Bing had secretly placed in various places immediately showed their extremely sharp edges.
As soon as these four divine swords were born, they resonated with the formation patterns in the world, and the Zhu Xian Sword Formation had already covered all directions in an instant.
When the fallen gods, Shura and other sacrificial spirits arrived at the edge of the formation, the edge of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation fell right on their heads.