860: C860 Dangguan

C860 Dangguan

"No worries!"

Yang Junshan's voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly heard by the two array masters. The moment they heard his voice, their panicked expressions suddenly calmed down.

Layers of sand waves rose higher and higher, reaching a height of more than a hundred zhang by the time they reached the oasis. The sand waves carried millions of stones, and rushed towards the oasis with an overwhelming aura, almost enough to drown half of the oasis under the desert.

Yang Junshan sneered, "Sand is dirt too. Playing with sand in front of me, you are still lacking a little bit!"

Under Yang Junshan's control, the Sand River formation began to operate at full power. Layers after layers of magic formations appeared in the void, but what spread out was not water waves, but golden lights. These lights spread out along the desert ground in the oasis, and then intertwined together to form a network.

Under the incredulous gazes of all the cultivators of the Jadeite Oasis, the waves of sand that were originally aggressively flying toward the oasis actually turned back, and with a tremendous force, destroyed the sand dunes one by one, and filled the valley to the ground. The sand wave was then driven towards the oasis, and the desert cultivators were submerged in a sea of sand.

The gale had stopped, and the sand had dropped to the ground. The sky and the earth had turned into a vast expanse of sand, and outside of the Jade Oasis, the entire desert had been flat and endless for miles, without even a small sand dune rising and falling.

The survivors crawled out from the sand and looked back at the Emerald Oasis. They also saw the figure hanging high above the oasis, so they immediately shouted out loud and ran towards the direction they came from in a panic.

A few beams of light quickly rushed over from the oasis behind Yang Junshan. Chen Junsheng and the other immortals originally wanted to come over and help, but the scene in front of them shocked them. Yang Junshan had actually managed to calm the 'desert hissing' formed by the combined forces of dozens of sand clan cultivators by himself.

It could be remembered that not long after the alien cultivators descended, tens of Sha Clan's cultivators who were not in the realms worked together to push for the "Desert Sand Roar", destroying a small oasis in one fell swoop. The three hundred cultivators, including the four who were stationed here, only managed to escape in the end with a few dozen people, including two heavily injured cultivators.

However, this "Desolate Sand Roar" was not inferior to the previous match, because this "Roar of the Desert" was pushed forward by a sand tribe cultivator in the Mortal Realm.

The four Daoist Masters looked at each other, and then Chen JunSen took the lead and said, "The situation is critical, the existence of the Jade Lake Oasis is now in the hands of Daoist Master Yang. Please advise us what to do next."

Amongst these four Spiritual Masters, Chen JunSen's cultivation was the highest, reaching the peak of the Profound Sky Realm. The other three were also at the Profound Handle Stage, while the other two were at the second level. Compared to Chen JunSen's calmness, the other two at the Astral Reaching Realm had slightly hesitating expressions.

Don't even think about escaping, "Yang Junshan cut off the others' train of thought with a single sentence," There are at least two Supreme Dipper Sovereigns and two Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns outside, there are no less than ten cultivators at the Zhenqi realm and above. Once you leave this oasis and leave the protection of the formation, one of you will die with your cultivation, unless your strength is on par with me. "

As expected, the faces of the two Qi Condensation Cultivators paled. The Profound Handle had also paled, but he was the Patriarch of a branch of the Guan Lan Sect. Not to mention defending the land, it was impossible for him to condone the deaths of more than a hundred of his clansmen even if he wanted to escape.

One of the two Adepts said in a low voice, "If that's the case, how can we defend it?"

"Of course not!"

Yang Junshan sneered, looking at the great change in everyone's expressions, and said in a deep voice, "However, if all of you work together, there is still some hope in surviving until the Guan Lan Sect!"

At this point, Yang Junshan glanced at Chen Junsheng and said, "I don't think your sect is going to sit back and let the Oasis of Emerald Lake fall into the alien's hands?"

"Of course not!"

Chen Junsheng immediately said loudly, "The three Fellow Daoists are also Cultivators of Xi Prefecture. They should know the importance of the Oasis to our sect. Without the Emerald Lake, our sect's foundation is equivalent to twenty percent gone. Let alone the Adept Tai Gang of our sect, even Ancestor Guan Tao would not sit idly by."

Patriarch Guan Tao was the only Taoist master in the sect, so hearing Chen Zhenren's words, everyone's confidence increased a little. Besides, just as Yang Junshan had said, there was nowhere for them to run, so they had to fight to the death. However, other people had no hope of escaping, so Yang Junshan was not one of them.

Chen JunSen hesitated for a moment, then bowed and said, "Daoist Master Yang, please help us out on account of the lives of nearly a thousand people in Oasis!"

The other three Adepts, seeing this, hurriedly fell to their knees as well.

Yang Junshan understood what he meant. As the only Taoist Master of the Oasis and also the one in control of the great defensive formation, it could be said that the fate of these thousand people was entirely in his hands.

Yang Junshan sighed and said, "Don't worry, I will give him an explanation when he is about to die."

At this point, Yang Junshan faced the sandstorm that was rising up and said, "Prepare for a fierce battle, the Sand Tribe's offense is blocked, the others are coming!"

As if trying to verify Yang Junshan's words, just as everyone was ready, a few sand pillars suddenly exploded from the ground, forming several huge sand fists in the air, smashing towards the oasis from different directions.

When a few Sand Fists neared the oasis, layers upon layers of water curtain burst open above the oasis, and a large amount of sand and sand were washed off from each layer of water curtain. When a few sand fists neared the oasis, layers of water curtain opened up above the oasis, and a large amount of sand and sand were washed off from each layer of water curtain.

Just as the few of them were in midair to block the attacks of the foreign high level cultivators, hundreds of cultivators in loose white robes emerged from the sand and rushed towards the oasis. Before they had even arrived, hundreds of scimitars flew out of their hands and flew into the air, bringing a streak of light as they slashed towards the oasis.

At the same time, in another direction, there were over a hundred cultivators who looked extremely strange. Compared to the sand tribe cultivators, these cultivators were tall and big, their movements were stiff but their speed was extremely fast. Every step they took smashed a foot-deep hole in the ground.2

"A rigid race cultivator!"

Compared to earlier when the sand tribe's cultivators charged towards the oasis, the appearance of these rigid tribe cultivators seemed to make Chen Zhenren even more anxious.

The low level cultivators in the oasis had already been organized to fight on the periphery. Chen Zhenren wanted to rush out to attack these rigid cultivators, but before he could do so, two bronze rays of light attacked him from two sides.

Chen Zhen and his group roared as a white sword light shot out towards the right and left of the two bronze rays of light. This Chen Zhenren was a sword cultivator, which surprised Yang Junshan a little.

However, two clanging sounds of metal clanging rang out in the air as the two bronze rays of light paused in mid-air for a moment before once again charging at Daoist Master Chen.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Daoist Master Chen hurriedly retreated back into the oasis defense formation. The two streams of light stopped in front of layers of water, allowing people to see their true appearances.

"Is this a bronze statue?"

Yang Junshan looked with interest at the two alien cultivators who retreated quickly after successfully intercepting them. This was the first time he saw a rigid clan cultivator.

Due to the fact that their bodies were stiff like corpses after they trained, and also surrounded by the cold and deathly aura, they were also known as the Zombie Clan. The terms they used to divide their cultivation was also known as Iron Corpses, Bronze Corpses, Silver Corpses, Golden Corpses, and others.

Yang Junshan looked very carefully, the two sword Qis of Spiritual Master Chen had only cut two inches deep into the bodies of the two cultivators, but not a single drop of blood had flowed out. As the two of them retreated, the two wounds on their bodies had already closed up and were slowly recovering.

This made Yang Junshan sigh with emotion. Even a top rank Witch clan cultivator might not be able to match up to a body of a rigid race!

At the moment when Chen Zhenren was forced back, Yang Junshan also wanted to test the strength of the two copper hammers. However, the moment he thought of this, countless bumps appeared on the flat beach outside the oasis. Then, a muffled roar came from the bottom of the sand, followed by the appearance of a three hundred meter tall giant made of sand.

The giant roared at the sky, and a rain of sand sprayed out of his mouth. Hundreds of zhang in radius was covered by the sand, and the cultivators who were already at the edge of the oasis were the ones bearing the brunt of the rain.

Yang Junshan saw that the situation was not looking good. He waved his hand and released a magnetic light, sweeping most of the sand to the ground. However, there were still a lot of sand flying towards the oasis.

Seeing that the situation was not looking good, Daoist Master Chen shouted, "Defend!"

The cultivators of the three subsidiary families were not as well-trained as the cultivators of the Guan Lan Sect, but they had already responded, and only a few of the loose cultivators fought their own battles, appearing to be in complete disarray. After the sand passed through the light barrier and was slightly weakened, it quickly caused casualties to the chaotic cultivators.

Taking advantage of this slight chaos, the low level cultivators of the sand tribe and the rigid tribe had already passed through the defensive light barrier and were under the suppression of the great formation. They charged into the human cultivators.

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The third also came!

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