When the last and largest sea-swallowing whale howled and was completely eaten by the densely packed demonic insects, the formation finally ran out of gas.
The witch sat silently between the demon's brows, frowning and looking at everything in front of her.
She didn't even need to take action now, just the heavy pressure from the bodies of so many demonic insects was enough to crush the withered formation.
However, the witch was not successful. Although she finally broke through the turtle shell-like thing after a hard fight, it seemed that the expected victory did not come, and instead made the truth even more confusing.
She stood up, and the demonic insects that broke through the formation rushed in, biting a few scattered corpses.
Compared with the huge price she paid, such a small and insignificant victory was even more dazzling than failure.
The witch walked slowly into the middle of the formation with a cold face, looked around at the last remaining undamaged formation patterns, and observed them carefully.
Finally, slowly, her frosty face began to thaw, and she even started laughing more and more wildly.
This laughter sounded like it was just a trembling that she could no longer suppress. Even in the end, she was no longer laughing, but a crazy laugh mixed with roars.
This terrifying laughter also caused the demonic insects around her to stop their instinct to eat and squirm outside one after another, as if they would explode if they heard more such laughter. And like death.
It wasn't until a long time passed that the witch gradually stopped laughing and calmed down.
She stared at everything in front of her coldly, as if she wanted to ingrain this shame into her bones.
She was shaking with rage, but it calmed her down.
The surrounding demonic insects also gathered under her will, lingering at her feet.
She waved her hand violently, and the words that came out between her teeth seemed to carry the coldest chill deep in the glacier: "Search for me, even if you search through Jixia City, you have to find them!"
In the secret room, the formation plate that everyone was staring at completely lost its luster and then broke into countless petals. They understood that the urging footsteps had come to the door.
How everyone hopes that a miracle will happen now. Suddenly, seven-colored clouds fly over, and a peerless hero stands on them. Unfortunately, the only one who becomes a hero is himself, not others. Because heroes are burdened with sacrifice, infamy and incomprehension.
Only when a hero dies can he get a glimmer of appreciation, understanding and praise from people, but even if there are not many heroes who can get such honors, more heroes will remain unknown even until they die, while the real heroes are obviously I don't care about this either.
A monk stared nervously at the warning formation. Soon, there were fluctuations from the formation. One, two, three, more and more demonic insects discovered their traces.
The witch stood in the back hall of the city lord's mansion, watching all this with cold eyes.
Looking at the astonishing ingenious mechanisms and wonderful ideas, she had to admit that the person who hindered her from discovering the truth was actually none other than herself.
I still underestimated these mortals so much that I only realized now that this exquisite mechanism without any spiritual energy fluctuation is the core.
The locations of these mechanisms are clever enough, and there are even a large number of soul-absorbing stones as cover. I have to say that the ingenious ideas here are eye-opening.
But so what? The witch snorted coldly in her heart. In the face of absolute power and strength, these are just as pitiful and meaningless as a mantis trying to block a car. Just like winter snow to midsummer, raindrops to the sea, they will eventually dissipate without leaving a trace.
What's more, how long can such efforts be delayed? How many hours, how many days, or how many days?
For a top being at a level like the Demon of Desire, and for such a long life form, the past few days or even ten days are simply the same as the blink of an eye.
For living beings like them, they pay more attention to those eternal truths or the meaning of eternal life that shines with the sun and the moon, the vicissitudes of the sea, and the sea and the stone.
Only these are ambitions worth glancing at, only these are the ambitions that make the heart of the city tremble with atrial fibrillation.
The rest of these things are just candies for dessert after the meal.
In the eyes of the gods, many human struggles, conspiracies, cunning, calculations, malice and intrigues are all just trivial games of house.
Without the support of absolute power, these things are like flowers with dried roots. They look bright and beautiful, but they are destined to wither.
It seems that now, the witch has to admit that this strategy is concealed and clever enough, but that's all.
In the face of absolute strength, such a strategy is not only worthless, but also consumes the last of his patience.
The final result of these strategies was not only unable to help them, but also because after successfully irritating herself through these things, when giving these people the grace of death, she would not mind letting them enjoy more. Will be painful.
In her opinion, the whole meaning of these strategies and means stopped there.
In the secret room, everyone was in their respective positions, and the entire formation controlled together was like a small boat fighting in the vast ocean.
And everyone has even discovered sadly that no matter how good, superb, or wise their fighting skills are, they still cannot escape the fate of being swallowed by the ocean in the end.
"Thunder!" A monk shouted loudly, and the other two monks quickly moved a thick lightning bolt to his side. In an instant, layers of demonic insects were brushed down with howling sounds.
No one even had time to be happy, the other side shouted "Quick! Flame."
The two monks quickly controlled another huge flame to burn it, and burned the layers of demonic insects on the other side into fly ash.
Sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads. In just one day, the demonic insects broke through the defenses three times. If Qian Yunsheng hadn't led everyone to risk their lives and beat the demonic insect back, they might have been bitten by the demonic insect and they would have collapsed long ago.
But even so, the situation is still rapidly collapsing.
Everyone was horrified to find that after so many days, the demonic insects seemed to have mutated, and some of them could even lie on the formation and suck away the spiritual energy from the formation.
This is also the reason why at the beginning, the relatively solid formation was continuously broken through. After these cunning bugs bite an opening, they burrow inside without thinking about their own safety. Their madness is as if they have seen the sweetest and most beautiful real thing.
Just like what happened just now, powerful spells like thunder and fire can temporarily block the erosion of insects.
But as a result, everyone had to frequently mobilize powerful attack formations to clear out the damage caused by the mutated demonic insects lying on the formation.
This also caused the stored spirit stones to be consumed quickly, reducing them by one-fifth in just one day.
"Quick! Quick!" Everyone shouted loudly, moving in and out to lift the spirit stones from the depths of the secret room. They poured them into the core like water flowing backwards, and then were completely squeezed dry by the formation and finally transformed. Into fly ash.
Qian Yunsheng also joined in and worked hard to transport. Now everyone is an important protective force.
But when no one was paying attention, he had already laid out his own methods at key points in the entire secret room.
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Youzai literature allows the soul to travel!
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