The fact that she can still cheer people up here today shows that morale has not been lost, but it is just showing signs of being gradually eroded as we see no hope on the road ahead. Now, with their morale boosted, the Xihai Sect’s closing-door battle has officially begun! That's right, Zhou Ling spent so much effort to reopen the mountain protection formation. In addition to being able to resist external enemies as much as possible in the following period of time, he also locked up the enemies who were already within the territory of Xihai Sect. Now, she is the master of this mountain protection formation. The activation point is also the control point, and it is all in her hands. She can manipulate the chess however she wants. As the chess player, she has an overall view of the entire game and it is not too difficult for her to help her pieces win. The activation of the mountain protection formation shocked everyone in the formation, but no matter whether it was the enemy or their own side, the battle between the two sides was a confrontation based on life. The shock and pause only lasted for a short while and did not affect their subsequent battle. After all, it's either you die or I die. No matter what happens in the middle, if you dare to stop, the other party will take the opportunity to kill you and seize the initiative. Therefore, the fighting did not pause for too long, but the people who were concentrating on the battle did not notice when the thick fog spread upwards from the ground, turning from light to thick, and soon reached a level that was so thick that it was difficult to distinguish between cats and dogs at a distance of one meter. Normally speaking, those who were fighting there were all cultivators, or half-demons. They did not rely solely on their eyes to see things, but could also use their spiritual sense instead. But this time, something was different. The thick fog that gradually rose up was composed of an unknown substance, but it was definitely not ordinary fog, because it could block the sight of the eyes, but this kind of fog could even block the spiritual consciousness. No matter whether one looked with the eyes or with the spiritual consciousness, the result was the same, blurry. All those who were affected by the battle have stopped. They retreated cautiously, trying to find their own people in the thick fog, and then band together to face the outside world together.
What a coincidence, this is exactly what Zhou Ling is planning at the moment. The Xihai Sect's mountain protection formation has never been just a simple defensive barrier. Turning the area within the formation into her own chessboard was the first thing Long Aotian taught Zhou Ling when he taught her the formation. At first he just thought it was fun, but later, Long Aotian tasted the sweetness of it and saved the method. After receiving Zhou Ling as his little disciple, he taught him as much as he knew. Now, the entire Xihai Sect territory is in her hands, like a chessboard that she can control at will. The fog that can confuse the mind is actually an illusion created by the formation. As the person behind the scenes, Zhou Ling can of course choose who will fall into the illusion and who will not. In order to ensure the implementation of the plan, at the beginning, even their own people fell into this illusion, but soon they were no longer panicked, because Zhou Ling's voice entered their minds at the right time. "Left three, right four, forward five, backward ten, then turn around and make the Qingxin seal, and you can break this illusion." Although the fog was an illusion created by the formation, people inside it had to follow the rules if they wanted to escape it. They had to take their own steps, use their own magic formulas, and reverse the formation to help themselves escape. There were many Xihai Sect cultivators present, and although it was the first time they heard Zhou Ling’s voice, they knew that voice could sometimes best reflect a person’s heart. People who are open-minded also have a different tone of voice when speaking. Just like Zhou Ling's current state, the words he spoke contained 100% sincerity, making people feel convinced as soon as they heard them. Some of the brave ones knew that if they didn't do as she said, they would be trapped in this predicament forever and unable to get out, so the first group made an attempt. It was a very simple method and steps. After completing a circle, the thick fog in front of him instantly dissipated and he regained clarity. He then realized that, as the voice said, this method was an illusion. Those who were hit would be trapped in the thick fog, but once they walked out of the illusion, what they would see were the Demon Lord's subordinates who were trapped in it and unable to move. "Don't be polite, take the opportunity and kill!" Zhou Ling could naturally see how many people believed her and successfully escaped. There were not a few people and their distribution was even, so she gave them instructions again. It didn’t say who specifically was going to be killed, but is there any need to say that? The enemies who wanted to destroy their sect were right in front of them, and their eyes were lifeless, so they had no power to resist! An old monk who was seriously injured and on the verge of death held on to his last breath, escaped according to the method taught by Zhou Ling, and then pulled a demon monk who killed his son to die together with him.
It seemed as if a frenzy of counterattack had suddenly swept across the scene. A great opportunity was right before their eyes. If they didn't take advantage of it, they would lose a lot! Blood dyed the bricks and stones red, and everywhere there were the sounds of knives cutting into flesh. Wailing and screaming were endless, but soon, these sounds returned to silence. After watching the last cultivator from the Demon Clan being slain by the sword of a cultivator from the West Sea Sect, Zhou Ling could no longer hold on. He withdrew his right hand from the small chessboard light screen in front of him, turned over, and lay on the ground, gasping for breath. To manipulate the things within the formation is not completely without cost. For example, those illusions that can confuse people's consciousness and eyes are supported by her own spiritual power and can only be realized. Although her spiritual power reserve was slightly stronger than that of people with the same cultivation level, how much stronger could it be? Her low cultivation level was a flaw in itself, and she couldn't even hold on to this little deceptive illusion for too long. But fortunately, the goal was achieved. The plan of closing the door and beating the dog was successfully implemented, but at this time, outside the mountain protection formation, there was an endless stream of the Demon Lord's subordinates rushing here. Zhou Ling felt a little strange, because she was very familiar with the direction these people came from. It was exactly the direction her master had gone before, that is, the location of the so-called ancient ruins. If the previous speculation is correct, then these elite subordinates of the Demon Lord must have followed the Demon Lord's soul and went to the location of the ancient ruins to become an aid to the Demon Lord's soul. So what was going on now? The Demon Lord's soul didn't come over, but these elite troops he brought over were rushing back in an endless stream? It's just a counterattack before death, is there any need to make such a big deal! Zhou Ling groaned, then turned over on the boulder behind him. She had just taken the spiritual tonic pill, but she still needed time to digest it. "How about it?" Zhou Li had been on the ship before, helping to suppress the demon monks who rose up in resistance. Now that the battlefield had finally been cleared, she immediately came down to look for her daughter. As expected, the fog was so thick that it almost took away her precious daughter's attention! (End of this chapter)