PFC Chapter 879: An attempt to break through the limit
Chapter 879: An attempt to break through the limit
Chapter 879: An attempt to break through the limit
With the help of the "Spiritual Resonance Formation," the disciples of the Immortal Sect were soaring in morale that they launched a fierce counterattack against the combined forces of the Disha League. However, Lin Feng knew that while the "Spiritual Resonance Formation" could briefly boost everyone's strength, its duration was limited. He had to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy within this period, otherwise, once the formation lost its effect, the situation could fall into crisis again.
"Jian Chen, lead the sword disciples to attack the enemy's left wing and disrupt their formation! Su Yao, you and the ice disciples will assist the sword disciples and use ice spells to restrict the enemy's actions!" Lin Feng stood on the city wall, giving orders loudly, his eyes firm and sharp, always paying attention to the changes in the battlefield situation.
"Yes, Senior Brother!" Jian Chen and Su Yao responded in unison, quickly leading their respective teams towards their target. Jian Chen, sword in hand, led the charge, weaving freely through the enemy lines. Every swing of his sword unleashed a blast of sharp sword energy, crushing enemies wherever he went. "Kill! Let these thieves who invaded the Immortal Sect know how powerful we are!" Jian Chen roared, his eyes burning with rage.
Ling Feng followed closely behind Jian Chen, unleashing his "Gas Phantom Sword" with lightning-fast speed, making it difficult to predict. He spotted an opening and instantly unleashed his sword, piercing an enemy's throat with pinpoint accuracy. "Hmph, you evildoers! Today is your day of death!" Ling Feng's heart was filled with hatred for his enemies, and every strike was merciless.
Su Yao led the Ice disciples in the rear, continuously casting ice spells. "Ice Spike Storm!" Su Yao cried out, and countless sharp ice spikes whirled and whirled through the enemy formation, cutting and wounding the enemies wherever they passed. At the same time, the Ice disciples also cast the "Ice Prison Spell," trapping some of the enemies who tried to escape.
During the fierce battle, Lin Feng suddenly realized that although the combined forces of the Disha League were at a disadvantage, they seemed to be deliberately stalling for time, waiting for something. "Could they have another trick up their sleeve?" Lin Feng felt an ominous premonition.
At that moment, the leader of the Disha League suddenly pulled out a black token from his bosom, engraved with strange runes. He held it high, muttering something. Instantly, dark clouds filled the sky, and a powerful, sinister aura filled the air.
"Oh no, they are going to cast a powerful spell! Everyone be careful!" Lin Feng realized that danger was coming and loudly reminded the disciples of the Immortal Sect.
As the Disha League leader cast his spell, a massive black beam of light shot down from the dark clouds, blasting towards the Immortal Gate. The beam of light contained the power to destroy everything, distorting space wherever it passed.
"Activate all defensive formations and resist with all your might!" Lin Feng gave the order without hesitation. The Xianmen's "Qian Kun Sect Protection Formation" and other auxiliary defensive formations instantly activated at full power, radiating a brilliant light, attempting to resist this fatal blow.
The black beam of light collided with the Xianmen's defensive formation, erupting with a deafening roar. The defensive formation's light curtain trembled violently under the impact of the beam of light, its light becoming flickering, as if it would shatter at any moment.
"Hold on, we can't let them succeed!" Lin Feng shouted to boost morale while circulating his spiritual energy, trying to strengthen the defensive formation. However, the power of the black light column was too strong, and the defensive formation gradually became unable to hold up.
"We can't go on like this. We must find a way to break through our own limits and find a way to break this spell!" Lin Feng was extremely anxious and his brain was working rapidly.
At this moment, Yi Chen, backstage, also sensed the dire situation. He stared at the black beam of light, pondering a countermeasure. "This evil force is so powerful that ordinary spells are simply no match for it. Perhaps we could try combining the power of various spells with the 'Spiritual Resonance Array'. Perhaps it could yield unexpected results," Yi Chen muttered to himself.
Thinking of this, Yi Chen quickly ran to Lin Feng and said, "Brother, I have an idea. We can combine the talisman combination we developed earlier with the power of the 'Spiritual Power Resonance Array' and concentrate all our strength to attack the black light column. Perhaps we can break it."
After hearing this, Lin Feng's eyes flickered with hope. "Okay, let's do as you say! You'll be in charge of directing the release of the spell combination, and I'll coordinate the power of the 'Spiritual Resonance Array'."
Yi Chen quickly summoned the disciples in charge of the talismans and arranged the various talismans in a specific order. "Follow my command. When I give the order, release the talismans simultaneously and direct their power towards the black light column!" Yi Chen shouted loudly, his eyes filled with determination.
At the same time, Lin Feng used all his strength to operate the "Spiritual Power Resonance Array", concentrating the power of the array at one point, echoing with the power of the talisman.
"Ready... Release!" Yi Chen commanded, and the disciples simultaneously released their spells. Suddenly, the light from the various spells intertwined, forming a multicolored beam that shot towards the black pillar. The power of the "Spiritual Resonance Array" was also injected into it, making the multicolored beam even more powerful.
The multicolored beams of light collided with the black beams, emitting a brighter light and a louder roar than before. The entire world trembled under the impact of this force.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect stared at the battlefield nervously, silently praying that this move would successfully break the enemy's spell. Lin Feng clenched his fists tightly, his palms slick with sweat, but his eyes remained determined. "I must succeed. The Immortal Sect's survival depends on this one move!" Lin Feng vowed silently in his heart.