Chapter 753 Breaking the seal!
In these black mists, there are bursts of cries of evil spirits, like a huge quagmire, dragging Wuwen layman and Fang Liren into it bit by bit.
At this moment, both of them tried their best to use their body-protecting spiritual shields, but they still couldn't stop the ghost energy in the black mist, which was slowly corroded away.
"It is actually the power of the Netherworld Ghost Temple. It seems that we have underestimated these remnants of the Nine Nether Alliance!" Fang Liren's face was solemn. While making a seal with one hand, he recalled the purple hill and crossed it between the two of them. top of head.
The black mist collided with the purple mountain, and the two were deadlocked in mid-air. However, bursts of green smoke emerged from the purple mountain, and cracks appeared. It was obvious that it could not hold up for long.
When the layman Buwen saw this, he immediately returned the sword to its sheath and pulled out a third long sword from his waist.
This long sword is thick and has no edge. Both sides of the blade are gray and worn, and it looks like it has been abandoned for a long time. However, the dog-headed wanderer had a solemn expression as he slowly raised the long knife above his head, and then slashed into the void.
As he swung the sword, a long sword shadow condensed with pure murderous aura appeared in mid-air. The temperature of the entire underground hall dropped sharply, and everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave. The blood became numb.
The phantom of this long sword fell from mid-air and struck directly at the thirty-two Golden Core cultivators on the opposite side!
Tang Huan, Li Kuang, and the monks from the Nine Nether Alliance behind them never expected that this dog-headed rogue could deliver such a sharp blow, and their expressions changed drastically.
However, they are now in the formation, and it is absolutely impossible for them to escape individually. They can only grit their teeth and pour all their mana into the formation.
The black mist in mid-air was getting thicker and thicker, but most of it was used to defend Buwen Jushi's sword, and only a small part was still attacking Fang Liren's purple hill.
Offense is also one of defense!
Buwen Jushi's sword attack replaced defense with offense, taking most of the pressure off Fang Liren.
Fang Liren did not dare to neglect, he hurriedly chanted the incantation and injected wisps of mana into the purple mountain, slowly repairing the cracks on it.
The layman Bu Wen attacked with all his strength, and Fang Liren defended desperately. A subtle stalemate gradually formed between the two people from Wushuang City and the many monks from the Nine Nether Alliance.
An invisible pressure swept all around, and the river of blood was churning, as if it was going to boil the next moment.
Liang Yan was in the battlefield of the Jindan monks. Even though he was only hiding in a dark corner, he was under great pressure at this moment. His muscles and bones were rattling all over, and even with the Tianji Pearl and the "Yuanmu Dao" spell, it was no longer possible to hide his figure at this moment.
Of course everyone also noticed something strange. Several monks from the Nine Nether Alliance turned around and saw Liang Yan hiding in a corner of the cave in the wall, and their faces became dark.
"I didn't expect that rats would come into this place of blood sacrifice. How brave you are!" Li Kuang looked at Liang Yan and said through gritted teeth.
It's just that even though these people hate Liang Yan with all their teeth and want to skin him and remove his bones, they are unable to do so at this moment.
Because they were all trapped in the formation they had arranged. Although this 'Xuanyin Ghost Temple Formation' could resist the two major monks in Wushuang City, it also made them unable to take care of themselves. Liang Yan is here.
Liang Yan, a monk in the middle stage of the Juyuan Realm, was completely insignificant in front of the many Jindan Realm powerful men in mid-air. Even if some people were angry, they would just glare at him and focus on the battlefield in front of them.
As for Fang Liren and Buwen Jushi, they were a little surprised. Although Fang Liren was in a dangerous situation, when he saw Liang Yan appearing, he still smiled slightly and said, "Little brother, we meet again. Come on!" Liang Yan saw himself Unable to hide any longer, he simply walked out openly, bowed his hands to the two people in Wushuang City and said: "The two seniors have been running for Nanchui's safety, and this time they have gone deep into the tiger's den. Liang is very impressed!"< br>
After hearing this, Fang Liren smiled boldly and said: "Haha! We are nothing! This little brother cares about the safety of the people and breaks into this place with his cultivation level in the Juyuan Realm. This is what a man does. We two brothers sincerely admire him. !”
Liang Yan’s face darkened and he felt embarrassed.
"What a bullshit for all the people in the world, I was tricked in by a witch!"
But he changed his mind and thought to himself: "Now that they are fighting at the most intense moment, if I Take this opportunity to escape, I’m afraid no one will stop me!”
The reason why he had been hiding in the dark just now was because the exit was full of ghost guards from Guimeng. Now everyone has no time to care about him. Even if he alerts the guards, no one will come to trouble him.
After thinking about this, Liang Yan moved his steps lightly and planned to escape in the direction he came from.
"Little brother, they are unable to move now. I know you are a sword cultivator. All you need to do is strike a sword at the two people in the center of the formation, and we will be able to take them down in one fell swoop!" Fang Liren did not hesitate. When he made a move, he shouted first.
“How dare you!”
Li Kuang and Tang Huan glared at the same time, as if to warn Liang Yan that if he acted rashly, he would be dead!
Liang Yan was a little shaken when he heard what Fang Liren said. Although he put his own safety as the first priority in everything, he had no choice but to break the seal of the Ghost Division and bring harm to the common people in the south. Think about it carefully.
He raised his head and looked at the two sides in a stalemate, with several thoughts going back and forth in his mind.
"The monks of the Nine Nether Alliance saw me showing up, but they did not attack. It is obvious that they are really powerless! If I take this opportunity to give them a sword, can I stop this catastrophe?"
As soon as this thought appeared, it was suppressed by another thought in my heart.
"No! The worst cultivators here are the ones with golden elixir cultivation. Not to mention whether my sword can kill the golden elixir monks, even if I can really kill one or two, their formation will be broken. One thing I'm afraid is to kill me to vent his anger! I’m afraid it will be difficult to save a Juyuan Realm monk in the hands of so many Golden Core cultivators!”
Liang Yan wavered back and forth between saving the people of Nanchui and saving his own life, but finally gritted his teeth! , facing Fang Liren and Buwen Jushi, he cupped his hands slightly and said:
"Seniors, please forgive me."
He was just halfway through his words, and before he could say the rest, he suddenly heard two crisp crashing sounds.
Although the voice was soft, everyone in the venue could hear it clearly. Liang Yan's heart moved and he turned around to look. Sure enough, he saw that the remaining two of the five oil lamps had completely shattered.
At this point, all five oil lamps were extinguished, and a dark wind suddenly blew in the huge underground space.
"Hahaha! Yungang Sect and Huang Jue Palace! The last two seals have also been broken! The five great sages have obtained it and are ready to welcome Master Gui Si!"
Li Kuang's laughter was harsh and unpleasant. At the same time, the sealing rune deep in the ground completely disappeared, and an indescribable aura of terror swept out!
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(End of this chapter)