Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 360 6 Treasure Secret Realm 14

"I'll stop it!" A young man in brocade clothes jumped out from behind, his voice firm and resolute.

He stood tall and straight, like a proudly erect pine tree, his eyes burning with an indomitable fighting spirit.

He rushed towards the fiery yellow bull without hesitation, his clothes fluttering like a brilliant flash of lightning.

"Young Master, be careful!" The monks of the White Jade Building behind him were all worried. Their faces were full of worry, and their eyes were closely following the figure of the brocade-clothed Jade Master.

Wei Yangjing looked solemn, quickly put away his magic sword, and without hesitation used ten defensive magic weapons. The fire ox rushed over fiercely, like a moving hill, with an unstoppable momentum.

Without even thinking twice, Wei Yangjing pushed the power of his defensive magic weapon to the maximum. Instantly, ten explosions broke out in the air, and the defensive magic weapon was shattered under the powerful impact of the Fire Bull, but Wei Yangjing also took this opportunity to dodge the bull's horns.

The Fire Ox turned around, raised its hoof, and smashed towards Wei Yangjing with a whirring sound. Wei Yangjing was startled and slapped his storage bag hastily. Ten more defensive magic weapons flew out and blocked in front of him.

With a loud bang, Wei Yangjing was knocked backwards by the huge impact force. He rolled on the ground and narrowly avoided the attack.

Although he lost ten defensive magic weapons, at least his life was saved.

The five surrounding teams of monks seized the opportunity and launched two waves of attacks.

The flying sword flashed, the talismans danced, the magic shone brightly, and the magical power was amazing. Under the joint attack of everyone, a few shallow wounds were left on the fire yellow bull.

The fire bull felt pain and blew two puffs of fire from its nostrils, becoming even more angry. It turned around and charged at Wei Yangjing again.

Wei Yangjing did not dare to be careless and bid for ten more defensive magic weapons.

However, during this period of evasion, Wei Yangjing had already destroyed more than seventy defensive magic weapons. When only the last ten defensive magic weapons were left, he did not dare to be arrogant anymore and decisively floated away.

"I'll hold it back!" Duan Qiuchen from Yangxinyuan, who had been waiting on the side, stepped forward, his sleeves fluttering, like an immortal.

He took advantage of the wind to raise several wind blades, which whistled like sharp blades and hit the fire ox, instantly attracting its attention.

The monster abandoned the handsome young man in fine clothes and stared at the new enemy with its angry bull eyes.

Duan Qiuchen did not dare to be careless at all. He activated his spiritual power to the fullest and practiced his skills. He was as fast as the wind and floated beside the fire ox.

However, such a high-intensity battle consumed a lot of energy. After only three moves, Duan Qiuchen's spiritual power was exhausted and he had to withdraw.

"Let me take over!" Another sect leader jumped out and without hesitation, he risked his life to fight the monster that he was no match for.

He used various powerful spells and magic tools to fight against the Fire Bull. But the Fire Bull was too powerful, and the leader soon fell into trouble.

Next, the leaders of Jing Academy, Qi Art Academy, Feng Shui Hall... each faction took turns to fight with the monster with all their skills.

Each leader has demonstrated extraordinary courage and strength. They are not afraid of powerful enemies and are willing to pay a huge price to protect everyone.

The Fire Ox had more and more wounds on its body, and it was bleeding profusely. The blood had dyed its yellow skin into a shocking red. The monks saw hope in their eyes, and they all sped up their movements, attacking more fiercely.

"Moo-"

Knowing that he was about to die, the Fire Ox roared towards the sky. The sound seemed like a roar of despair, but also like an unyielding resistance.

A breath of fire blew out of its nostrils, and then it opened its huge mouth and blew out a stream of flames. The flames were like a raging fire dragon, sweeping towards a group of monks. It was so powerful that it seemed to burn everything to ashes.

Of course, this group of monks knew the power of this move, so they didn't dare to fight it and scattered to avoid it. But despite this, half of the monks were still affected and burned to charcoal on the spot. The charred corpses exuded a pungent smell that was terrifying.

Xun Zi of Sheshenyuan just waved his hand to let the reserve team members behind him fill in. He knew that this monster could not hold on for much longer, but at this moment it had gone mad, and he had to withstand its dying counterattack.

Who would have thought that the evil beast would open its mouth wide again and spit out anger towards a group of monks in another direction.

Everyone had just seen it launch an extremely powerful attack, so they relaxed and were not on guard.

By the time the flames reached them, it was too late to run. The flames instantly engulfed the monks, and they didn't even have time to scream. Not a single one of them survived.

The entire battlefield fell into a dead silence, and everyone's hearts were filled with shock and grief. They understood that this battle had reached the most critical moment.

Xun Zi of the Sheshen Academy had no time to feel sad. He waved his hand resolutely and led the remaining monks to quickly fill the vacancies left by the team that had just been wiped out at lightning speed.

Just as everyone arrived at the location, the fiery yellow bull suddenly spit out a raging fire again, burning fiercely towards a group of monks like the raging flames of a demon.

Everyone's hearts suddenly tightened, and a strong sense of crisis instantly surged into their hearts like a tide, so they quickly speeded up their actions.

All kinds of shining magical weapons and powerful spells were fired at the same time, and shocking blood holes were instantly blown out on the body of the broad and strong monster, and blood gushed out.

"Moo--" The fire ox, whose eyes were already as red as blood, let out a roar of extreme anger and despair. A huge fire gushed out again, and another team of monks was instantly destroyed in this horrific flame.

At this moment, both sides have reached the end of their strength, and it depends on who can grit their teeth and hold on to the last moment.

After the fire ox spit out another big mouthful of fire, its breath became weak, its front hooves suddenly softened, and it fell to the ground with a bang. The moment its huge body fell, the ground seemed to tremble violently.

The Fire Ox fell down seriously injured, with a look of extreme unwillingness flashing in its eyes, but it no longer had the strength to fight again.

Seeing the seriously injured ox lying on the ground, only breathing out but not breathing in, at the mercy of others, Duan Qiuchen of Yangxinyuan and Wei Yangjing of Baiyulou both had their eyes lit up, and waves of emotion surged in their hearts. They knew very well that the moment of winning or losing the bet would come at this moment.

"Wind and Clouds"

"A Sword Follows the Wind"

The paper fan in Duan Qiuchen's hand trembled, and he poured his spiritual power into it. In an instant, he swung out a tornado blade. The wind blade whistled away, rushing towards the fire ox with a fierce momentum. The wind blade was spinning, as if it wanted to draw everything into it, and the powerful force made the surrounding air tremble constantly.

Wei Yangjing was not willing to show weakness either. The light of the spiritual weapon in front of him kept flashing. He focused his eyes and drove the spiritual weapon with all his strength. The spiritual weapon turned into a dazzling white light and struck the monster like lightning.

The two attacks hit the Fire Yellow Ox almost at the same time. The spiritual weapon penetrated the Fire Yellow Ox's heart, but the ox's eyes only shrank, and it was not dead yet.

The wind blade mercilessly swept across the monster's huge body, rolling up strips of flesh and blood. Perhaps the fire ox finally couldn't hold on any longer, and it shed its last drop of blood and drooped its head helplessly.

In the end, Duan Qiuchen won the bet because the wind blade lasted longer.

Wei Yangjing's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, his heart full of resentment. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and the emotions of loss and resentment surged in his heart.

The monks looked at the fallen Fire Ox, and their hearts were instantly filled with indescribable joy and immense pride.

They knew in their hearts that they paid a huge price for this battle, but they finally achieved a hard-earned victory.

Their names will be forever remembered in this mysterious land and become heroes respected and admired by future generations.

At this moment, the joy of victory spread rapidly in the hearts of the monks like a surging tide. They cheered and jumped with excitement, with smiles as bright as the sun on their faces. Some were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes. This arduous battle finally ushered in the dawn of victory.

"We won!"

Xun Zi shouted loudly, his voice filled with irrepressible joy and intense pride.

When everyone heard Xun Zi's words, they were also filled with joy and pride. They knew that they had paid a huge price in this battle, but all their efforts were not in vain, and their heroic sacrifice was of immeasurable value.

The monks began to hug each other and enthusiastically celebrated this hard-won victory. Their laughter and joy echoed in the air for a long time, as if to completely sweep away the long-standing haze in this secret realm.

A young man in white from the Feng Shui Palace said with deep emotion, "Yes, this fire bull has been rampant for more than a thousand years, and today we finally defeated it. Our names will be remembered forever in this secret realm, and we will become heroes admired by future generations."

The cheers of the crowd echoed endlessly in the secret realm, and this celebration of victory will become a precious memory that will never be forgotten in their hearts.

Xunzi of Sheshenyuan was full of vigor and stood proudly on this land that had just experienced a brutal battle.

He looked around blankly, and there were only 23 monks left standing in the field. The Yashi Building, Huaman Building, Qiyi Academy, and Yueyin Building were completely wiped out, and the tragic scene was heartbreaking.

Just the title of the strongest demon beast in the secret realm of the foundation-building period was enough to make these people risk their lives and go all out. Xun Zi couldn't help but wonder if it was all worth it.

However, he also understood that these monks had their own beliefs and pursuits in their hearts. For them, perhaps honor, power and growth were what they would fight for at all costs. Moreover, if they were given another chance to choose again, they would probably still do so.

Xun Zi reached out and an antique wooden box fell into his hands. Although this thousand-year-old magical medicine weighed a thousand pounds, he still held it steadily in his hands. The wooden box exuded a mysterious atmosphere, as if it carried everyone's hopes and efforts.

Xun Zi looked at the wooden box in his hand, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. Although the battle was fierce, they also gained precious spoils.

At this time, the sun shines through the dense woods onto the battlefield, bringing a touch of warmth and hope to this land. The surviving monks stand quietly, their faces showing both fatigue and the joy of victory. They know that this battle will become an unforgettable experience in their lives, and they will continue to move forward, pursuing their dreams and goals in this world full of dangers and opportunities.