Before everyone could fight back, they were frightened by the pressure of the transformed god. They vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Some of the low-level Qi-refining disciples were directly crushed into pulp by the pressure.
Fortunately, Shi Qingqing reacted in time and quickly opened the defensive array in the dark room with her fingers, which relieved the pressure on everyone in the room.
Yu Wan, Yu Jiao, and Wu Lewei were the true disciples of their respective sects, and the protective magic weapons on their bodies helped withstand some pressure.
After Shi Qingqing activated the formation, the three of them took action one after another, using their strongest attack on the god-transforming monk.
Song Tian and Fang Zhirou, with the support of Shi Qingqing, quickly took out the guqin and jade flute and played music at the same time. While resisting the pressure of the transformed god, they also tried to attack.
"One sword frost-cold fourteen states."
Accompanied by the sharp music, Wu Lewei's mantras also turned into sword rays that struck the male god-incarnation cultivator above the teleportation array.
Yu Jiao took out his wind-chasing bow and kept using his spiritual power to turn arrows into arrows, shooting them one by one.
There was an occasional flash of golden light in the light arrow light, which was his flowing arrow.
The Wind Chasing Bow paired with the Flowing Wind Arrow was the move he used to kill the Nascent Soul cultivator.
But now that he was exposed, he did not attack at the cost of burning his own blood as before, but only added a spiritual talisman he created in each streamer arrow.
As long as the arrow light breaks through the monk's body, the spiritual talisman will enter, blocking the movement of spiritual power and blood in the opponent's body in the shortest possible time.
Yu Wan swung a knife at the side, wrapped it around his head, and in a blink of an eye, he swung out six intersecting spiritual nets. The spirit net rushed towards the sky above the male cultivator of the Transformation God with a terrifying sword force.
As the sword struck out, Yu Wan threw out the purple-edged sword.
As her fingers flew, the purple-edged sword disintegrated, and countless black knives with purple blades turned into a giant python.
The giant python's body was wrapped in empty flames, and its eyes were occupied by two blue and black thunder balls. With the power of the sky fire, it followed closely behind the spiritual net.
The power of the Long Snake Bone Evisceration Formation was greatly increased after adding the Wood Water Devouring Thunder and Sky Fire Force. It successfully knocked back the male cultivator of the God Transformation half a step, and tightly wrapped the opponent with the sharp snake body composed of black knives.
The male cultivator who transformed into a god was unable to move and was forced to accept all the attacks from the others.
At this time, Fang Zhirou and Song Tian saw that the music had no effect on the god-transformation monks. They looked at each other and immediately changed their strategies.
The sound of the guqin became passionate and high-pitched, making the blood of everyone present surge. The jade flute music also changed from soft to clear and distant, instantly washing away the fatigue of the monks present.
Retreating to the back line and using music to help fight is also one of their music cultivating abilities.
Everyone's minds were lightened, and they charged up their full body attacks again.
Shi Qingqing also swallowed a handful of pills during this gap, and the spiritual light burst out from the fingers of both hands, and the formation was strengthened again.
However, there is an insurmountable gap between cultivation levels.
No matter how hard a group of Qi refiners and foundation builders worked, they could not defeat a god-transforming monk. Even if he is only in the early stage of incarnation.
"snort."
There was a soft shout in the nose, and the male cultivator who transformed into gods stopped messing with them.
He just spread out all the coercion, which made Shi Qingqing, who was trying hard to maintain the formation, feel sweet in her throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Then, Shi Qingqing knelt on the ground with one leg, causing the formation to fall, and everyone was exposed in front of the cultivator.
This male god-incarnation cultivator is named Ling Shuang, and he is a casual cultivator who lives between the two mountain ranges of Fuhu City and Longhu City.
There is a valley of flowers that is not afraid of wind and snow, and he is the owner of it.
Ling Shuang came here with the intention of adding a few more beautiful cauldrons to the valley, but she didn't expect to encounter the scene where the disciples of Miaoyin Pavilion defected.
Although he did not have a good relationship with Yin Yang, the master of the Miaoyin Pavilion, when he was admiring the chaos outside, he accidentally discovered an interesting place. After studying for a long time, he found the pattern of the sound image array in the pavilion.
At this time, his momentum alone made everyone unable to move.
Ling Shuang's mouth was filled with a smile, and he squeezed his right hand hard, and the black snake wrapped around him was immediately shaken away. The black blades were like flying flowers, flying back to Yu Wan's hand one after another, forming the cracked kitchen knife again.
Yu Wan was shocked by Ling Shuang's strength, vomiting blood, and her dark and shiny eyebrows instantly returned to their original color.
A head of silver hair is extremely obvious in this dark room.
"I'm lucky today, I actually met two silver-haired aliens directly."
Ling Shuang ignored the angry looks of the monks in front of her and just kept admiring Yu Wan's beauty.
After a moment, he flicked the fingertips of his right hand, and a ball of spiritual light flew into the east wall of the darkroom. I saw the gray and black wall rippling gently, and then the iron cage holding Li Nian appeared.
The formation hiding Li Nian was broken, and at the same time, the illusion of Li Nian on the first floor of the pavilion also disappeared.
This was a projection formation, originally intended to attract the attention of the monks in the outside pavilion, but unexpectedly, Ling Shuang saw through it directly.
At this time, Granny Shan and the burly male cultivator, who were still fighting in the building, noticed the movement on the high platform at the same time. Their consciousness swept over it, and they realized in their hearts that they had been deceived.
Granny Shan was the first to react and threw a white snowball-like object with her left hand at the burly male cultivator. Then she flew up and exited through the opening where Mo Mei escaped.
The burly male cultivator was unable to dodge and was directly hit by the palm-sized white snowball. The next moment, a cloud of white mist erupted around him, making him unable to see even his fingers.
After a moment, the white mist disappeared, and the burly male cultivator's body was covered with frost, and his white breath could be seen in the air.
His frozen fingers slowly played out the spiritual arts. The next moment, steaming white mist appeared on his body, and the male cultivator resumed his actions.
He was not stupid. His consciousness swept across the empty Miaoyin Pavilion, and he realized at this moment that he had been in an illusion.
The burly male cultivator didn't notice anything unusual. While sighing in his heart at the great power of the pavilion master, he also flew up and flew out from the place where Mo Mei and Granny Shan left just now.
As for Zhu You's body on the high platform in the pavilion, no one has long cared about it.
It only took a few breaths from the time when Li Nian's illusion disappeared to when the burly male cultivator left. Ling Shuang in the dark room had broken open the iron cage and sucked Yu Wan and Li Nian into his hands.
He looked at the other disciples in the dark room and noticed at a glance that Wu Lewei with a sad and angry face and the ghost-faced male cultivator clenching his jaw were both staring at him, as if they would take his head directly if they had the ability at the next moment.
Ling Shuang didn't like this kind of look. Every time she bought a cauldron, she would stare at her with the same look. It was obvious that she was kind-hearted in helping them escape from the clutches of Miaoyin Pavilion and other monks.
Usually when encountering this kind of situation, Ling Shuang would kill him with one palm. However, after he saw the token of Snake and Tiger City on the waist of the ghost-faced male cultivator, he hesitated for a moment and then gave up.
That’s all, since he is a member of the Demon Sect, let him go for now.
As for the female cultivator, consider her lucky.
At this moment, Yu Wan was caught by Ling Shuang's neck and hung in the air, staring at Ling Shuang. She noticed the flash of murderous intent in Ling Shuang's eyes.
Then, without waiting for thought, she heard Ling Shuang say, "I pretend that I don't know what happened today. I'm sure that when Yin Yang comes back, his face will look good."
After speaking, there was a burst of laughter. Ling Shuang stared at Shi Qingqing and said, "I don't know what kind of punishment your master will give you when he catches you. I am looking forward to it."
At this moment, Ling Shuang had a sinister smile on his face, and the disciples of Miaoyin Pavilion couldn't help but tremble when they heard his words, as if they had already thought of the tragic fate after being captured in the future.
However, Yu Wan's expression was a little strange at this moment. She looked surprised at first, then stared straight at Ling Shuang's left shoulder, and gently turned her right hand holding the Purple Blade Wan Dao.
Focusing on Yin Yang's expression and actions in the future, Ling Shuang didn't notice Yu Wan's abnormality.
After he scoffed, he prepared to leave.
But before he could move, an overwhelming force appeared in the hole above his head, causing Ling Shuang to take a few steps back.
Then, a thin figure flew out and stabbed Ling Shuang's right shoulder with a sword.
Ling Shuang couldn't dodge and sensed the murderous intention, so she immediately took action to resist.
At this time, Yu Wan was released a little in the air, and the kitchen knife in his hand slashed Ling Shuang's left shoulder with lightning speed.
