As soon as Yiran finished speaking, Xiaobai revealed his body of a hundred feet and flew away through the air. Yiran followed closely behind, his body glowing with dazzling light like a god coming to the world.
But when one person and one dragon rushed towards the Yin spirits in the sky, those Yin spirits that should have been wandering by instinct turned towards Yiran and Xiaobai.
The illusory figure and the expressionless face with white pupils will make anyone look at it with chills in their heart. Although Xiaobai was fierce and his thunder power was rolling like a wave, he still said a little bit sadly: "These Yin spirits are really disgusting, it makes you feel unappetizing just by looking at them!" Yiran's eyes were firm, the golden light all over his body surged, and he roared: "It's true. , kill the enemy!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of of of of dragon that kind of noises. However, when they were killing the Yin Spirit, the gloomy air above them that was constantly gathering turned into a dark cloud after being compressed, and then changed again at this moment.
It became like a black hole and began to spin, and all the rain that had fallen flowed back into the sky.
All the Yin spirits opened their mouths wide and sucked fiercely, and all the rain that flowed back to the sky was swallowed by the twenty Yin spirits.
In just a few breaths, the originally illusory figure was condensed into reality, and the originally pale and lifeless eyes seemed to gain some popularity.
"Kill!" The twenty Yin spirits roared in unison, their voices shrill and loud, making their already twisted faces even more ferocious.
What shocked Yiran and Xiaobai the most was that these Yin spirits, whose auras were originally only at the early stage of King level, reached the middle stage of King level in the blink of an eye.
Even as the rain continues to blend in, their cultivation continues to grow. Yiran's pupils suddenly tightened, and the Tianxin Body was directly unleashed, with abundant fist power flowing through his body: "Quick fight, quick decision!" He punched out with a straight fist, sending the fastest Yin Spirit Hammer flying backwards at a faster speed. Go, and then sweep his left leg across, kicking the second Yin Spirit towards the bottom of the cliff.
But before Yiran could make his third move, a Yin spirit had already arrived in front of Yiran, stretched out its sinister bone claws and scratched towards Yiran's chest.
Yiran only had time to put his arms in front of his chest to block, and then heard
With a "bang", it flew backwards several dozen feet. The golden light on Yiran's arms kept swaying, and the severe pain penetrated directly into Yiran's soul.
Yiran took a breath of air, suppressed his body that was shaking in pain, and tried to show a calm expression.
With the advantage of his realm, Xiaobai killed three Yin spirits with the power of thunder and knocked back five Yin spirits with his body. He asked loudly: "Yiran, are you okay?" Yiran gritted his teeth and replied. : "Not good. My current state will be restrained by them, and their attacks can directly hurt my soul."
"Although the injury is not serious, it really hurts!" Xiaobai didn't show any pretense when he heard this. He directly traveled through the space in front of Yiran and knocked away the Yin spirit that was chasing him.
"I'm here to dig through the formation, kill them, and escort you to break the formation!" Yiran nodded, turned around and flew towards the cliff, Xiaobai rushed towards the cliff first.
Rampant along the way, Yin Ling, who was at the peak of the middle king level, had no enemy under Xiao Bai's brutal attack.
After biting into pieces the Yin Spirit that flew out from the cliff, Xiaobai kept spitting and said, "This Yin Spirit is so unpalatable, it's just like a puddle of sour water!"
"Bah, bah, bah." Xiaobai spat and said, "Yiran, you should hurry up and break the formation!" Yiran held the Peach Blossom Sword in his hand and used the few innate energy he could control to activate the Peach Blossom Sword's innate skills: "Burial Flower!" As thousands of petals of peach blossoms fell, the originally invisible formation finally showed its shape and began to ripple.
But it didn't take long for the ripples to calm down, as if the sword just now had never appeared at all.
Yiran's expression remained unchanged, and he began to make calculations in his mind: "Although the power of this sword is great, there is still a big gap in breaking the formation with brute force. What should I do?"
"Yiyi should have noticed the change in the formation. When I find the weak spot in the formation and strike with my sword, there should be a chance if they cooperate." Xiaobai looked at Yiran who was standing still holding the sword, and then looked at Look at the Yin spirits with only ten heads left above their heads but who have reached the late spiritual stage.
Seeing them rushing towards them one after another, Xiaobai didn't say anything, but just rushed forward in silence.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo [ (in and of out of) things..." Xiaobai and the ten evil spirits were fighting together. The bodies of Yin spirits in the middle stage of the King's stage are only close to substance, so Xiaobai, who is in the same stage, can directly blast them to pieces with his magical power of thunder.
But when the realm of Yin spirits reached the late King level, not only did their bodies completely turn into substance, but their realm also surpassed that of Xiao Bai.
Although they are still no match for Xiao Bai, they cannot be shattered by a bolt of thunder. After a fierce battle for a while, Xiaobai looked at Yiran who was still motionless, and finally couldn't hold it in any longer, and said, "Yiran, please hurry up. It's very difficult for me to deal with the late ten-headed king-level Yin spirits!" Yiran! Ran didn't answer Xiao Bai, and immediately began to verify his idea. He stepped on the seven stars, and golden light exploded with each step, stepping on the formation step by step.
The formation that could be entered but not exited was actually rippled by Yiran's steps. Yiran's figure kept flashing, and in the blink of an eye he stepped on hundreds of ripples on the formation.
Yiran tensed up, controlling the strength of each kick and observing the highest point of each ripple.
When a hundred ripples turned into a thousand, Yiran finally found the one that was different, so Yiran drew his sword again.
...When the Yin spirit was knocked off the cliff, all the monks under the cliff had already stood up, fearing that the Yin spirit would take action against them.
So there were already many people who were ready to take action without Song Zhiliang and the others inciting them. They looked at the formation with gloomy air billowing above their heads, and were just waiting for the young man who boldly drew his sword to split the formation, so that they could rush out together.
But they were soon disappointed. That seemingly powerful sword turned out to be nothing more than loud thunder and small raindrops, and the vision of countless peach blossoms falling apart seemed to be just beautiful to look at.
Mo Xiangyi suddenly frowned. She mentally compared the ripples caused by the ordinary king's bombardment formation with the fluctuations caused by Yiran. Then she realized that Yiran was definitely not exerting his full strength, so she immediately realized that Yiran was definitely not at his peak. .
Remembering the scene when he broke through the trapped dragon formation, Mo Xiangyi immediately sent a message to Song Zhiliang and others to express his thoughts.
Song Zhiliang didn't hesitate at all, and immediately said loudly: "There are people outside who are breaking the formation. This is our only chance. Who doesn't want to die and break the formation with me!" As he spoke, Song Zhiliang's momentum rose sharply. He stood up as if he wasn't injured at all.
"I agree!"
"If we don't give it a try, are we really going to wait here to die?" Cai Zhuolin, who was deliberately sitting a little further away, immediately echoed loudly, then stood up, and her life's powerful cultivation skills came out.
Under the guidance of the two kings, Song Zhiliang and Charlene Choi, many kings stood up and assumed a posture ready to take action.
Seeing this scene, Song Zhi'an stood up and said coldly: "We monks should really strive for self-improvement, and our lives should be in our own hands!"
"The opportunity is right in front of us. Of course we can take action together if we want to go out. But if someone is unwilling to take action and wants to fish in troubled waters, then you have to be careful of my king's revenge!"
"In case this king can come out of the king's realm alive, then you have to be careful about your family!" Song Zhi'an is also a smart person. From the first time he was willing to come to find Song Yulong and the others, to when he fell into the cliff and sat cross-legged separately from Song Zhiliang, and then When he spoke now, it was as if he was unfamiliar with Song Zhiliang and the others.
And their words ranged from inducement to coercion, making most of the monks ready to take action.
Mo Xiangyi watched Yiran's figure flying in the sky outside the formation, using her spiritual consciousness to sense the ripples on the formation, and immediately understood Yiran's thoughts.
So she was waiting for Yiran to find the weakest point in the formation.
"That's it, senior, take action!" When Yiran stepped out of that distinctive ripple, Mo Xiangyi immediately sent a message to Song Zhiliang and the others.
And Song Zhiliang immediately spoke, roaring loudly, leaping into the air, and slashed towards the place where Yiran's last foot was.
"Those who want to survive should join me in taking action!" Cai Zhuolin and another elder of the Cai family took action directly, and Song Zhi'an also used the sword brazenly without delaying.
Although many kings still had concerns and did not take action immediately, after weighing the pros and cons, they still took action after a moment's delay.
They were afraid that they would not be able to break through the formation and would not be able to get out, and would even waste their energy in vain. But they were even more afraid that the formation would be broken, but they would be unable to escape from this dangerous place immediately and lose the chance of escape.
This was a dilemma and they had to make a choice, but in the end they chose to wait. Mo Xiangyi looked up at the more than thirty kings rising into the sky, and immediately sent a message to Zhang Fan, Wang Xiaofei and Wang Sicheng: "Let's go too!" Looking at the four people rising into the sky, those kings who were unwilling to take action were He laughed sarcastically.
"A little spirit dares to break the formation. He really doesn't know how to write the word "death"!"
"There are always some ignorant ants in the world who like to do whimsical and stupid things."
"Yes, once they have exhausted their strength and are eroded by this gloomy aura, I would like to see how long they can survive!"
"..." A series of taunts came from the mouths of those kings, as if they had already seen the ending, and it seemed that what they thought was the only correct way.
However, they quickly froze. As the outside world once again lit up the flashy sword lights, the attacks of more than thirty kings also hit the formation barriers one after another.
The sound of "ka ka ka" sounded along with the violent ups and downs of the ripples. The formation is broken! The kings and spirits below, who were unwilling to take action and wanted to watch a show, were stunned on the spot for a moment.
They only reacted in the blink of an eye, and immediately wanted to jump into the air and rush out, but just by being so stunned, many people were destined to die here.
