The palm force struck the Qiankun Bag, but it quickly ducked to the side, avoiding Rong Tianji's attack.
And the spiritual core of the milky white ball was sucked up bit by bit by the Qiankun Bag, several times faster than before.
Rong Tianji's face was extremely ugly. He had to stop the Qiankun Bag, otherwise all his efforts would be in vain.
With his thoughts at this point, his figure flashed, and his five fingers became claws to grab the Qiankun Bag.
The Qiankun Bag seemed to have eyes, dodging left and right, making it impossible for Rong Tianji to touch it.
"I don't believe I can't take you down!" Rong Tianji said with a gloomy expression.
The Qiankun Bag moves as fast as Rong Tianji, so it is very difficult for Rong Tianji to capture the Qiankun Bag. However, it is because of this pulling process that the Qiankun Bag has been unable to absorb the spiritual core.
Not long after, Yunzheng and the head of the Yin family arrived.
When the head of the Yin family saw Rong Tianji, his old face sank. Seeing him entangled with a broken bag, he felt a little confused. Soon, his eyes were attracted by the milky-white spiritual core in the huge pit.
He said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yunzheng, leave the spiritual core to you, I will deal with that scumbag."
"Okay!" Yunzheng responded solemnly.
Rong Tianji found that two people suddenly appeared, and these two people were considered "acquaintances", and his heart sank a little. He didn't pay attention just now and let these two people in.
Rong Tianji used his spiritual power to sense the surroundings. There were many people arriving. He summoned a jade flute immediately and blew it without hesitation.
The sound of the flute was melodious, but suddenly it became intense, as if it could tear the sky apart, make people tinnitus, and the ground began to shake and shake.
On the other side, Di Nian and others were about to rush into the depths, but were blocked by the sudden appearance of dead souls, and countless innocent souls attacked them.
"This is the Flute Soul Death Formation!"
Zhongli Wuyuan's expression changed, "Rong Tianji should have set up the formation early. As soon as the flute sounds, the soul of the dead will appear. Everyone concentrates. If they are not careful, they will be possessed by the soul of the dead, and then become Rong Tianji’s puppet!”
The densely packed dead souls are like ghosts, but even more ugly and twisted than ghosts.
Just one look at it makes me feel unlucky.
And it was these dead souls that entangled everyone present.
Suddenly, a more violent sound erupted from deep ahead.
The whole continent was shocked.
At this moment, the eyes of the cultivators scattered in various parts of Qiongtian Continent changed for a few moments, and their hearts were filled with fear of the unknown, because they could feel that the spiritual energy in the air was getting thinner and thinner, and even some flowers, plants and trees were becoming thinner. Approaching a state of withering.
That's not all. In some places, the ground has begun to crack with thin cracks.
Gradually, Qiongtian Continent fell into turmoil.
"What happened?"
"Aura...why did the aura suddenly become so scarce?"
"It's the Chixiao Divine Wind Temple that is responsible!"
"The direction of the fluctuation seems to be that area, let's go take a look!"
"Someone must have touched the mainland's spiritual core!"
"..."
On the other side, a group of people who were rushing to Sifang City looked at the ground that had cracked into huge cracks. It was bottomless and they couldn't help but feel horrified.
The leader, the old man in white robe, was supported by a middle-aged man. The old man in white robe looked weak and pale. From time to time, he would bend down and cover his mouth to cough. There was also a little blood on his handkerchief.
"Senior Sect, this..." The middle-aged man Huangfuhao's tone was so shocked that he could hardly speak.
Zong Renwu raised his eyes and looked forward, and murmured a few times, "It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a disaster that cannot be avoided."
Huangfu Hao took a deep breath and said, "Senior, if you hadn't been plotted against, things probably wouldn't be so bad now."
The clan member heard nothing and just wanted to speak, but he coughed heavily several times. Blood soaked the veil. His face was pale and haggard, not as red as before.
His voice was hoarse, "Rong Tianji is using the news about my master to plot against me. I'm afraid there is an expert behind him to advise us. The fate of our Qiongtian Continent will either end at this moment, or..."
Having said this, Zong Renwu put away the blood-stained handkerchief, and then slowly pushed Huangfu Hao aside.
"Senior Zongren, what do you want to do?" Huangfuhao's expression changed, and he wanted to stabilize Zongrenwu again, but found that he was imprisoned in place by a spiritual force, and he... was unable to break free.
Because part of his cultivation was crippled by Rong Tianji, his realm fell directly to the realm of the emperor.
The group of people they had returned from Shouyun Continent were fighting head-on with Rong Tianji and others, and they were killed and injured.
The one who was most seriously injured was Zong Renwu, because he was severely punished.
He divined his master, a figure who could not divine anything at all.
The rest of the people saw Zong Renwu walking towards the place where the spiritual core was pulsing in front of him. The old man's back was a little stooped, but at this moment he looked extremely determined, which made people think of one word: great.
Everyone couldn't help shouting.
"Senior of the clan."
The clan has been guarding Qiongtian Continent for thousands of years, and he has shouldered many responsibilities.
However, no one knew that while he was guarding Qiongtian Continent, he was also waiting for his master to appear.
The sect member Wu slowly smiled up to the sky, as if he was relieved, "Master, my life is coming to an end, and I think I can't wait for you anymore. Now I will hand over all my inheritance and power to my apprentice. I hope One day she can take my place and see you again.”
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed with shock.
"Senior Sect, what are you going to do?!"
The sect members all turned around, with a satisfied smile on their lips. He had lived long enough and had seen mountains and seas, the sun and the moon, the joys and sufferings of the world, and he had also found disciples to inherit...
He sighed softly, "I want to entrust my last strength to my apprentice and let her protect Qiongtian Continent for me."
If Xiao Yunzheng knew that he had made a decision without authorization, he would probably be furious.
Before anyone could stop them, an invisible force pushed them back!
"Senior Zongren!"
When everyone looked up again, they saw the figure of the old man in white robe flashing and disappearing directly before their eyes.
Zongren Wu walked straight through the flute soul array and came to the place where the spiritual core was born. At this time, the spiritual core had almost risen to the same height as the ground.
At the edge of the pit, the girl stood above, with a powerful aura surging throughout her body. She mobilized all the strength in her body to prevent the spiritual core from pouring out, trying to push it back.
The head of the Yin family is dealing with Rong Tianji, but Rong Tianji's strength has been greatly improved by the mysterious man, so he can fight with the head of the Yin family with ease, but Rong Tianji still has to keep an eye on the Qiankun bag to prevent the Qiankun bag from taking advantage of him. In no time, the spiritual core was stolen!
One bag for two people, maintaining a strange balance.
Rong Tianji knew that once the spiritual core came out, it would be impossible to suppress it, so he ignored Yunzheng's behavior and let her struggle there.
The only thing he was afraid of was the Qiankun Bag and the mysterious person behind the Qiankun Bag.
But he soon discovered that Zong Renwu had also arrived, and he was shocked.
However, after noticing that Zong Renwu's aura was extremely weak, Rong Tianji sneered in his heart. This was the consequence of the divination.
Yunzheng was keenly aware of the arrival and called out.
"Master!"
Zongren Wuluo stood next to her, raised his hand and patted her back gently. No one knew that a mark seemed to light up on her patted back, and it quickly disappeared.
"Xiao Yunzheng, you did a good job."
Hearing this, Yunzheng turned her head and stared at Zong Renwu's pale face. There were too many things she wanted to say in her heart, and she wanted to ask about Zong Renwu's injuries, but the situation at this moment did not allow her to talk too much.
She frowned and asked in a somewhat anxious tone: "Master, do you know how to return the spiritual core to its original position?"
The spiritual core is about to burst out of the ground!
Once it comes out, it will be difficult to let it return to the mainland. By then, the entire continent will collapse and there will be countless casualties.
