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The situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

A golden light suddenly shone above the demon army that had been being suppressed by psionic machine guns.

Eighteen bald Arhats emerged from the clouds. Each of them had a solemn and dignified appearance, with a halo of Buddha shining behind them, and they chanted obscure scriptures.

"Amitabha."

The Arhat who Subdues Dragons clasped his hands together and shouted, "Arhat Golden Body Formation!"

Eighteen golden rays joined together to form a huge golden light shield, protecting the core demon forces below.

"Jingle bells—!"

The beams of spiritual energy fired from the psionic machine gun struck the light shield, creating ripples, but failed to penetrate it. After all, this was the Western Sect's signature technique; although the eighteen Arhats were only at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, the tortoise shell they had jointly erected was indeed quite tough.

With this tortoise shell, the remaining quasi-saint level demons immediately perked up.

"Men! Those are the Western Christian masters helping us!"

A two-headed lion demon roared, "Charge! Tear those mortals to shreds!"

The demon army launched another attack and was about to reach the city walls.

Jiang Ziya frowned.

The psionic machine gun deals a combination of physical and magical damage, making it a powerful weapon against mobs, but its penetrating power is somewhat lacking against proper defensive formations like this.

"Fellow Daoist Yun Zhongzi, where is your cannon?" Jiang Ziya asked, turning around.

"It's still cooling down." Yun Zhongzi shrugged. "That's an ultimate move; you can't use it repeatedly."

"Then what should we do? Let the Great Shaman Xiangliu take action?"

Just then, a delicate shout suddenly came from the sky.

"You bald monks from the Western religion! Instead of staying in those poor, remote places in the West, you come here to cause trouble in my Great Shang? Have you no shame?"

Before the words were finished, a blinding golden light descended from the sky and pierced directly in the center of the battlefield.

The light was so bright, it was even more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

The light faded, revealing a huge precious mirror and a female fairy standing on it.

She wore a shimmering gold robe, her figure graceful, her brows exuding a heroic and arrogant air. In her hand she held a small Bagua mirror, coldly staring at the eighteen Arhats in the sky.

She was none other than the Golden Light Holy Mother, an outer disciple of the Jie Sect and one of the Ten Heavenly Lords of Jin'ao Island.

She came to Da Shang for an "internship" on the orders of the Holy Mother of Wudang (actually, it was Lin Xuan's idea).

"It's Senior Sister Jin Guang!" Several third-generation disciples of the Jie Sect shouted excitedly from the city wall.

When the Arhat Subduing Dragon saw the newcomer, his face darkened: "Golden Light Holy Mother? This is the karma between my Western Sect and the Great Shang Dynasty. Does your Jie Sect also want to interfere?"

"Cause and effect?" The Golden Light Mother sneered. "You released demons to eat people, and this is your cause and effect? ​​Enough nonsense, this old lady is here today simply to displease you!"

She couldn't be bothered to argue with these hypocritical monks.

"Golden Light Array, activate!"

The Golden Light Holy Mother made a hand seal.

Suddenly, the large mirror beneath her feet split into two, then four, and in the blink of an eye, it became twenty-one enormous golden mirrors, floating in mid-air and surrounding the eighteen Arhats.

Each mirror was covered with mysterious runes.

"Let me show you my 'laser therapy'!"

With a sharp cry, the Holy Mother of Golden Light shook her Bagua mirror, and a bolt of lightning struck the main mirror.

"Sizzle—!"

Twenty-one mirrors vibrated simultaneously.

Immediately afterwards, countless golden bolts of lightning erupted from the mirror. Reflected and focused by the mirror, the power of these bolts increased exponentially.

This is no ordinary thunderbolt.

This is Geng Metal Divine Thunder, specifically designed to break through protective golden light!

"Not good!" exclaimed the Arhat Subduing Dragon in alarm. "Quickly, defend!"

late.

The golden beams of light seemed to be alive, weaving together in the air into an impenetrable net.

"Boom boom boom boom—!"

The Arhat Golden Body Formation, which Western religions are so proud of, is like an eggshell hitting a stone in the face of this dense Gengjin Divine Thunder.

It lasted for less than three breaths.

"Snap!"

The photomask shattered.

"ah--!"

Screams echoed throughout the room.

The Arhats were struck by the golden light, and their robes instantly burst into flames, their golden bodies charred black.

"My eyes! My eyes!"

"This light is too hot!"

The Golden Light Mother stood at the center of the array, controlling the beams of light, looking down on the group of disheveled monks like a queen.

"Is that all the skill you've got? You dare to come here and make a fool of yourself?"

With a wave of her hand, the golden light intensified once more.

The demon army below, now unprotected and caught in the aftershocks of the golden light array, suffered heavy casualties. The two-headed lion demon had one of its heads sliced ​​off by a thick beam of golden light, and it fled in terror, tail between its legs.

On the city wall, Jiang Ziya slapped his thigh in disbelief.

"Good! Well done! The Jie Sect's formations truly live up to their reputation!"

Yun Zhongzi nodded in approval: "The lighting effects are much more dazzling than my machine gun. I'll have to discuss the principles of optics with her later."

Hearing the cheers below, the Golden Light Mother felt a surge of joy.

Although she was one of the Ten Heavenly Lords of the Jie Sect, she was only an outer disciple and rarely had the opportunity to be in the spotlight.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Lin Xuan... oh no, Master Lin Xuan is right, when you're out in the world, you have to show off."

She was preparing to press on and leave these eighteen Arhats here forever.

Sudden.

An extremely dangerous feeling came from behind her.