The blood river rolled over and the magic power raged.

Under the attack of the third-level top-grade formation "Blood River Killing Formation" composed of five foundation-building demon cultivators and dozens of Qi training demon cultivators, Zhou Yang and three other cultivators who came to support Xiao Bufan were immediately beaten backwards and rushed around, not daring to fight head-on.

Just like the "seven-colored clouds" in the sky have long dissipated, two or three quarters of an hour have passed since Zhou Yang and others came to support him, but for such a long time, no one has come again.

In just two or three quarters of an hour, Zhou Yang had lost a third-level low-grade defensive magic weapon, and his magic power was directly reduced to less than 60% because of his previous efforts to resist the enemy's attack.

When the battle reached this level, he no longer had much expectation for victory.

Now he only hopes that Xiao Bufan can issue a retreat order so that he can simply and neatly use the "Blood Escape Technique" to escape the battlefield.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that since they came to support, Xiao Bufan had extinguished the idea of ​​retreating.

For Xiao Bufan, as long as he entangled Xue Moya and persisted until the reinforcements of the sect came, he could set the victory and defeat in one fell swoop.

Therefore, although he saw the dangers of Zhou Yang and the others, he had no idea of ​​ordering to retreat. He just kept inspiring the three of them with words and made various promises to keep on holding on.

But until now, Zhou Yang and the other two had already figured out Xiao Bufan's thoughts. They just thought that his inspiring words were in the ears and no one really cared about them.

If they die, Xiao Bufan will fulfill his promise to transfer the compensation to their relatives and friends afterwards, and that will have nothing to do with them. No one who can practice to the foundation-building stage is a fool.

"Two fellow Taoists, it is definitely not a solution to continue like this. The other party forms a formation that can attack and defend. Even if the three of us can continue like this with the other party, the first thing we can't hold on is definitely us. We must break their formation before our magic power is exhausted!"

Zhou Yang had the lowest level of magic power. He knew that if he continued to consume, he would definitely not be able to hold on first. So when his magic power was less than half, he finally couldn't help but send a message to Yueshan, Yan Yunfei and the others to discuss countermeasures.

Hearing his words, Yan Yunfei immediately replied: "We know this, but the other party's formation has been completed. None of us are formation masters, and our cultivation strength cannot reach the level of breaking the formation with strength. How can we break the formation?"

Zhou Yang had expected that the two of them would have such a question, and immediately said: "There is a secret technique below that can interfere with human spiritual consciousness. However, someone must protect the law when using this technique. If the two can use secret technique to interfere with the opponent's main formation for a quarter of an hour, the opponent's formation will definitely have flaws. As long as you seize the opportunity at that time, you will definitely be able to break the opponent's formation!"

The secret technique he mentioned is of course the secret technique of "Destroying the Divine Needle".

Just to keep it a secret and not let people know the true situation of the "Divine Destruction Needle". He deliberately made ambiguous statements and did not disclose the specific situation.

Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei are also people who have practiced for many years, and they have such rich experience. Of course, they heard the loopholes in his words, but the two of them made a wise choice and did not ask much.

In the world of immortal cultivation, inquiring about other people's secret techniques and tricks is a taboo thing. Even friends who have been with each other for many years will not do such taboo things, let alone passers-by who have only been stronger for less than an hour.

Therefore, after a moment of pondering, the two of them looked at each other and responded with a heavy focus: "Since Fellow Daoist Zhou is sure, then we will sacrifice our lives to accompany the gentleman, all depends on the methods of fellow Taoists!"

"I will not let you down!"

Zhou Yang's face was happy and made a promise in a solemn tone.

After the three of them had a plan, Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei immediately fell down the flying sword and came to Zhou Yang. Then the two of them showed their own methods and laid layers of protection to protect Zhou Yang in the middle.

As for Zhou Yang himself, he simply turned the "Soul-Suppressing Bell" into a three-meter-high bell to cover himself, and then closed his eyes and mobilized his spiritual sense with all his strength to use the secret technique of "Destroying the Divine Needle".

If the secret technique of "Destroying the Divine Needle" can be obtained, it can condense a needle of spiritual consciousness at any time like his martial arts with the magical power "Ganyang Tianjian", and nourish it in the body. It can be used quickly when it is needed.

But who said that Zhou Yang had not practiced this secret technique before to the beginning?

There is no introduction to the secret technique. Not to mention using the secret technique to attack people directly, even if he is carefully preparing to cast spells, there is half the possibility of failure.

Of course, he would definitely not tell this situation with Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei.

He had no choice but to choose to bet this game. If he won the bet, he could continue to fight this battle. If he lost the bet, he would have to escape blood!

Huangshamen asked the practitioners of the disciples to go to rescue after seeing the "seven-colored clouds and smoke", but there was no strict regulation that the rescuers must fight to the end.

In the previous battle, he saw that Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei were using a second-level medium-grade magic weapon "Shoot Bead" to record the battle. They also offered five hundred spirit stones to buy an extra piece of inventory from Yan Yunfei. Now the "Shoot Bead" that records the battle images he present is still in his storage bag.

With this thing, even if Huang Shamen pursued him after he escaped, he would at most be investigated by him alone, and it would be impossible for him to implicate the entire Zhou family again.

Just as Zhou Yang locked himself in the bronze bell to prepare the secret technique of "Destroying the Divine Needle", the demonic monks who formed the "Blood River Killing Formation" on the opposite side saw that the three of them suddenly gave up their guerrilla tactics and changed to defend, and also guessed what ultimate move they were preparing, so their offensive became more and more fierce.

However, until now, the magic power of the Qi training stage demon cultivators who formed the "Blood River Killing Formation" has almost exhausted, and the power of this formation is no longer as powerful as before.

Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei defended with all their strength, but they really persisted for a quarter of an hour without letting the attack fall on the bronze giant bell that guarded Zhou Yang.

Just after a quarter of an hour, the two of them who were about to hold on, reminded that the giant bronze bell covering Zhou Yang automatically rose and flew into the sky.

Then Zhou Yang, who had been sitting cross-legged for a quarter of an hour, suddenly opened his eyes, and a needle of spiritual consciousness that was difficult to see with his naked eyes instantly flew out of his eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, it penetrated the blood-colored shield formed by the "Blood River Killing Array" and directly penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness of the fifth-level demon cultivator who presided over the formation.

ah!

A scream came, and the demon cultivator who was in charge of the formation suddenly threw away the formation flag in his hand, rolled around the ground with his head in his hands and started to scream.

This "Blood River Killing Formation" was originally arranged by this person. Now, as soon as he threw away the formation flag, although the formation did not completely collapse, its power instantly dropped, revealing countless flaws.

How could Yue Shan and Yan Yunfei, who had been waiting for a long time, missed this opportunity? They immediately gathered up their remaining strength and each sacrificed the spiritual talismans and magic weapons at the bottom of the box and blasted towards the formation.

Rumble!

After a roar, the "Blood River Killing Formation" was officially broken.

Once the formation was broken, except for the four foundation-building demon cultivators who were timely sacrificing magic weapons to protect themselves and escaped, the other dozens of magic cultivators whose magic power was almost exhausted, as well as the fifth-level foundation-building demon cultivators who rolled on the ground with their heads in their arms, were all killed on the ground by the backlash.

"Okay, beautifully done!"

In the sky, Xiao Bufan was immediately applauded after seeing this scene.

On the other hand, Xue Moya, who was opposite, turned dark, and the ugly blood spots on his face suddenly squirmed like blood-colored lees, and they were already furious.

"Waste, a group of waste, even three juniors can't deal with it. What's the use of raising you, me?"

He roared angrily, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The four foundation-building demon cultivators who escaped by chance instantly ignited blood-red demon flames.

Ahhhhh!

The screams were heard, and four foundation-building demon cultivators with blood-colored demon flames were ignited all over the body, screaming and hugging their heads and wailing, while crying and begging for mercy: "Give me your life, I'll spare me, I'll spare me, we know that we're wrong, we will never dare to do it again. Please take my magical powers!"

"Hmph, the ancestor dares to play those little tricks in front of him. Do you really think that ancestor, I dare not kill you?"

A ferocious look flashed on his face, Xue Moya looked at the four foundation-building demon cultivators who had planted the "soul-burning blood curse" by him, and his eyes were indescribably cold.

He grew up in the Blood Demon Sect and had never seen any conspiracy? How could he not see these people’s little intentions in preserving their strength?

It is so naive that a few foundation-building monks dare to play such a little thought in front of him, the purple monk!

After he used the secret technique of the Demon Sect to punish the four people, he collected the secret technique and shouted coldly in a cold tone: "Old ancestor, I will give you another chance. Go and kill those three people immediately. If you can't kill those three people, you four won't have to come back!"

"Thank you for your kindness, thank you for your kindness!"

When several demon cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Period saw the blood-colored demon flames that tortured him, they were immediately overjoyed and kowtowed and thanked him.

Originally, when they were punished by the "Soul Burning Blood Curse", it was Zhou Yang and the others the best chance to take action. Unfortunately, whether it was Zhou Yang who had just consumed a large amount of spiritual consciousness and condensed his magic needle to attack, or Yue Shan, Yan Yunfei, who tried hard to defend for a quarter of an hour and then released all the cards to attack, they were already at the end of their strength and could not fight again.

The most important thing is that although the four foundation-building demon cultivators were screaming very badly just now, who knows whether they deliberately attracted the three of them to approach each other?

The insidious and cunning monks of the Demonic Way have heard of it. In this life-and-death battle, who can believe that the enemy will kill himself in front of the formation and wait for death?

Therefore, when the blood-colored demon flames of the four foundation-building demon cultivators dissipated and their blood was shining all over. They saw that they used some secret technique to stimulate potential to counterattack, Zhou Yang and the other two suddenly changed their faces, and they chose one direction to escape directly.

When the three of them fled, Yan Yunfei and Yue Shan did not forget to shout:

"Senior Xiao, younger generation and others have completed the tasks you assigned. Please forgive me for being helpless!"

"Uncle Xiao forgives his crime. His nephew has insufficient magic power and can no longer help him kill the demons. He can only evacuate first!"
Chapter completed!