After saving the two chaotic souls, An Qingli controlled the mustard space and rushed to the imperial mausoleum.
The imperial mausoleum was shrouded in mist.
The battle rages on in the mist.
I am extremely lucky that those half-dead things are very powerful, but they are completely insane.
Therefore, many half-dead people gathered together and did not cause absolute crushing on the living people.
An ancestor only had one leg left and was still jumping around in the mist.
It's not that he doesn't want to throw away the defensive formation disks, but that the defensive formation disks have been exhausted.
These half-dead creatures are too brave.
He is not afraid of pain or poison. When he encounters a defensive barrier, he doesn't care at all. He just relies on his withered body and slams into it until the defensive barrier is shattered.
In addition, these half-dead things are extremely fast, and many times the defensive array is bitten by the half-dead things before they are even thrown out.
The one-legged ancestor was bitten off two hands and one leg by those half-dead creatures.
He wasn't even given a chance to take the elixir.
It's also his bad luck.
Shang Shan manipulated the thumb space and wandered in the mist. Several times he tried to take him into the thumb space for a break, but he dodged himself.
An Qingli manipulated the mustard space and entered the mist.
Shangshan sensed that An Qingli was approaching and urged Lian Xinzhu to say: "Qingli, save people first."
An Qingli responded and hurriedly manipulated the Mustard Seed Space to catch up to the one-legged ancestor. With a thought, a ball of black fire instantly emerged from the Mustard Seed Space and quickly spread out in a large circle on the ground.
The black fire burned into a circular wall of fire several feet high.
The One-Legged Ancestor narrowed his eyes and recognized An Qingli's black fire. He was overjoyed to find help in a timely situation, and hurriedly jumped into the black fire from above.
Within the black fire, he had a moment of respite. The ancestor quickly took pills to replenish his spiritual power and reattached the bitten hands and feet.
Several other ancestors discovered the black fire in the mist and hurriedly approached it from a distance.
Immortal things smelled the breath of living people in the black fire, and rushed from everywhere regardless of it.
However, many of them only act on instinct.
Just like moths flying into the flame, one by one, the immortals are constantly flying into the black fire.
At first, the black fire only burned on their shriveled skin and flesh, and showed no power.
By the time those immortal beings noticed the pain in their souls, they were already screaming "Jie Jie" in the mist.
There are high-level immortal beings that are so painful that they jump directly to the sky.
The mist of the mist spirit failed to trap the high-level immortal creature.
"Don't let any harm come out!"
A high-level ancestor shouted loudly.
An immortal creature that has transcended the calamity realm sprang out of the imperial mausoleum, fearing that it would cause another disaster no less than that of the Ghost Resentful Butterfly.
Ancestor Qi Wu suddenly chased out and aimed at the immortal creature with an axe.
The brilliance of a horse suddenly struck out, and the speed was astonishingly fast.
The unbearable pain of the immortal thing was struck by Pilian, split in two, and broken into two halves.
But there were several undead things one after another. Under the severe pain of the black fire, they ignored the extremely attractive living things in the mist and hurriedly chose their way out of the mist dispersed by the mist spirit.
Fortunately, there are still Thunder Wing Tigers and Fire Cloud Leopards guarding all directions.
The Thunder Winged Tiger releases thunder and lightning, and the Fire Cloud Leopard steps on the clouds and breathes fire, relying on their speed to hunt down those fleeing things.
However, there are too many immortals, and the Bianlan Realm is still lacking in manpower.
The ancestors of Buddhist cultivators who originally gained a lot of merit in the bloodthirsty formation and did not participate in the affairs of the imperial mausoleum proclaimed the name of Buddha and actively joined the battle to deal with those high-level immortals at high altitudes.
Underneath the imperial mausoleum, An Qingli thought again, and black fire burned like a fortress.
In the center of the fortress is a large ball of flying unicorn blood.
The smell of blood has a fatal attraction to those immortal beings.
Sure enough, the next moment.
Countless immortal beings, with their bodies stiff and densely packed, jumped towards the black fire regardless.
Black fire is dangerous, but most immortal creatures cannot detect it.
In their perception, perhaps the only thing left is the blood of the little Pegasus.
"Jie Jie!"
Strange screams filled An Qingli's eardrums.
An Qingli isolated his ear consciousness, held the spiritual marrow in his left hand, and quickly ran the rejuvenation formula to quickly replenish the consumed spiritual energy in his body.
The black fire of the underworld is blazing.
There are immortal things that are directly reduced to ashes under the black fire.
There is also an immortal thing, covered in black fire, that also wants to rush towards the unicorn blood.
In addition, there are immortal beings who have developed a little spiritual intelligence. When burned by black fire, they feel the pain in their souls and run away in a hurry.
With the black fire attracting most of the immortal things away, the immortal things will no longer be so dense.
The ancestors of the Bianlan Realm took a breather for a while, took the elixir to recover a little, and then headed towards the fleeing immortals.
Immortal creatures that escape with black fire are generally higher-level and move faster.
There were several immortal creatures that were chopped off to only one head and were still running around in the mist.
The three ancestors used their own methods to fight against a Mahayana-level head.
But that Mahayana head didn't know what fear was at all, and even took the initiative to run towards an ancestor.
An ancestor was unfortunately bitten, and the blood in his body depleted rapidly, and his head was stained with black fire.
commit a sin!
What a powerful head, what a powerful black fire!
Fortunately, the head is stupid and will not let go when it bites. It will not move until it has sucked the prey's blood dry.
The ancestor sighed in his heart, quickly cut off his arm, and asked for life.
"Demon Qiu, hold on still!"
Before he finished speaking, a ninth-level killing array disk suddenly came over the ancestor's head.
The demon cultivator surnamed Qiu was trapped by the killing formation, immediately broke off his arm and fled to the side.
An ancestor outside the formation quickly used his finger skills to control it, while another ancestor was standing by to protect him.
A huge sword formed in the formation in an instant, imprisoning the Mahayana head, and split the extremely hard head with one sword.
The Broken Arm Ancestor quickly took several pills and finally walked out of the formation alive.
But he couldn't afford to rest.
You have to save your spiritual and physical energy as much as possible to deal with other immortal beings.
Where the black fire was blazing, a golden light suddenly appeared. It was the golden light of Buddhism, brilliant and dazzling.
But the ancestor of the Bianlan Realm has no time to pay attention to it. It is no secret that An Qingli helps the Buddhists to cultivate trees and has a bunch of high-level Buddhist relics.
Shangshan manipulates the space at his fingertips to save people or launch sneak attacks without stopping at all.
The ancestors from all sides have formed small teams in twos and threes, cooperating with each other to kill those high-level immortal beings.
Ancestor Qi Wu in the Mahayana realm, relying on his speed and the immortal ax in his hand, is mainly responsible for harvesting.
Within the entire mist, and outside the mist, there is a great chaos at the Tribulation Realm and above.
The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and it is extremely dangerous.
The sect leaders of each sect held the cracked soul tablets and looked at the flickering soul lamps of their ancestors, feeling worried.
The soul lamp fluctuates so frequently and violently that the danger of this battle completely exceeds that of the battle against the Qi family.