rest? Everyone was speechless for a while, wanting to tell her that apart from occasionally bumping into each other accidentally when collecting spiritual grass, spiritual crystals, heavenly materials and earthly treasures these days, we didn’t even have the chance to touch the hilt of the sword, so it wasn’t hard at all. Not tired, no need to rest at all.
But it was rare to hear Gu Qingxi say this, so of course they would not refute, and immediately sat down cross-legged, pretending to have recovered their luck.
You know, Gu Qingxi almost never stopped for a moment while slaying monsters and breaking formations, and this was the first time he stopped.
Even if Gu Qingxi acted as if nothing had happened, they knew that things were not that simple.
Gu Qingxi knew that he couldn't hide it from them, so he didn't bother to hide it. Although he didn't say anything else, he took out the spirit stone in his hand and started to set up a defensive formation.
Seeing her actions, everyone did not dare to take it lightly, and once again grasped the hilt of the sword, including Wenren Lanxing.
"Crack!" Suddenly, there was a cracking sound in the ears.
Without any warning, the space split open. A huge force surged in, like an invisible hand grabbing everyone and dragging them towards the crack.
Although everyone was prepared, the space crack appeared too suddenly. Under the restraint of that invisible giant force, their whole body spiritual energy was instantly stagnant, and they flew towards the space crack involuntarily.
Wenren Lanxing drew his long sword, but the disciples moved too quickly. They were still around him a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye they were at the edge of the space crack.
In front of his eyes, turbulent winds whizzed past like thousands of sharp blades, forming storms of destruction that collided and rubbed against each other, emitting ear-piercing screams.
Wenren Lanxing's expression changed drastically. Such spatial turbulence was more chaotic and violent than anything he had ever seen before. He seemed to have seen the miserable scene of the disciples being torn into pieces, blood splattered, and then completely turned into powder.
But those young disciples were so frightened that their faces turned pale, their minds went blank, they forgot to resist, and were unable to resist at all.
Fortunately, at the critical moment of life and death, Gu Qingxi finally formed a defensive formation.
Mysterious light patterns emerged, shrouding everyone in them, and at the same time neutralizing nearly half of the power from the space cracks.
Although everyone was still unable to stabilize their bodies, their speed was still much slower, and the trapped spiritual power in their bodies began to loosen.
"Run your spiritual power to protect your whole body." Gu Qingxi shouted.
The power was too huge, and she knew that even with a defensive formation, they would inevitably be drawn into the space cracks, and she herself was no exception.
It is temporarily impossible to escape. The only thing you can do is to protect yourself as much as possible.
Everyone seemed to be given a wake-up call and immediately woke up. They worked hard to use their spiritual power to spread layer after layer of protective aura around their bodies.
At the same time, Wenren Lanxing seized the last moment and flew over.
These disciples were not very advanced in cultivation, and the restraint brought by the invisible force was not completely broken. Even if they tried their best, it would be difficult to block the turbulent wind like a sharp blade storm.
If you want to survive, you have to rely on him.
Holding the long sword, the spiritual power of the peak of Mahayana spurted out without reservation, forming a barrier once again, protecting everyone including Gu Qingxi.
Gu Qingxi breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, Wenren Lanxing was there, otherwise she would not be able to protect herself once she was involved in this space rift, let alone protect others.
The next moment, everyone was under the protection of the barrier and was swept into the turbulent space by that invisible force.
Blade storms swept in from all directions, and dazzling sparks bloomed on the barrier like a transparent cocoon of light.
In this dark space, it actually gives people a strange feeling of poignancy.
But no one was in the mood to appreciate the rare beauty in this world. They were all worried when they saw the famous people gathering stars.
In just a moment, his originally clear, healthy, and childlike face turned pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks.
It turns out that this spatial turbulence is so terrifying that even the strongest people at the peak of Mahayana find it difficult to deal with it.
I don’t know how long Master can hold on. If he can’t hold on...
Everyone's hearts were in their throats, worried about their master's safety and their own lives and deaths.
