As Zhang Yuanming quickly pushed the formation, everyone in the formation was shocked to find that he could not move at all.
Moreover, the power on his body is involuntarily absorbed by that formation, not only his own practice, but also their own life power.
There are already several people with poor strength who have become thick white bones because of this devouring flesh and blood.
However, Zhang Yuanming did not stop the formation from operating, but instead increased the devouring power of the formation.
"Zhang Yuanming! What are you doing? If this continues, all of us will be sucked away by your formation!
If you do this, before the Holy Lord can recover, we will all return to the West! This...even if you do this, you will recover the Holy Lord, what's the point!"
Finally, Oda Ichirō couldn't stand such devouring and roared at Zhang Yuanming.
"Hey! Mr. Oda, this is a bad thing! Resurrection of the Holy Lord is all our goals!
Now, the Holy Lord will surely remember your efforts! When the Holy Lord completely recovers, he will definitely give you a generous reward!"
Zhang Yuanming pushed the magic circle with all his strength, and answered perfunctorily to Oda Ichirō's roar.
Zhang Yuanming's forehead was covered with fine cold sweat. When the iron box was swallowing the essence of life and all the souls of life, the barrier formation arranged in this ancestral house courtyard was being bombarded and cracked by Mu Qi.
Zhang Yuanming didn't know when the ancestor of the Mu family would break all the barrier formations.
Because of this pressure, Zhang Yuanming pushed the formation more vigorously.
"Shentu Yinsha! This guy Zhang Yuanming is going to force us to death!
Do you have nothing to say? Or do you have any way to break away from this formation?”
I know that Zhang Yuanming will definitely not let people like me go.
Oda Ichirō looked at Shentu Yinsha not far from him, hoping to win over his allies and find ways to deal with this crisis together.
"Yuanming saved me several times, and my life was originally given by him!
And what he said is right. The current situation must be restored to the Holy Lord!
Even if we are dead now, we will definitely resurrect us when the Holy Lord completely revives!"
However, Shentu Yinsha's response made Oda Ichirō feel desperate.
"Shentu Yinsha! You reckless man! A brainless idiot!
He died, but he disappeared! Even if the so-called Holy Lord awakens again, how could he spend his energy to resurrect those of us who provide him with nourishment!"
If the body was not restricted by the formation, Oda Ichirō really wanted to give Shentu Yinsha a big mouth.
He never expected that it had reached the most critical moment of life and death.
This Shentu Yinsha could even say such a elm-like word.
After saying that, Shentu Yinsha obviously began to be unable to resist the devouring power of the formation.
His body also began to appear, and some signs of disintegration appeared, and blood began to slowly seep out of his skin.
Unable to receive any support, Oda Ichirō could only send incompetent curses and insults at Zhang Yuanming.
And his body was faster than Shentu Yinsha collapsed.
"Don't worry! Lin Zhuying was sent into the Ghost Sect before, but she was caught by the Holy Lord!
Old man Oda, let’s just go to the Nether Ghost Mansion to take us out again!”
Looking at Oda Ichilong who occupied He Ling's body, Shentu Yinsha said his last words.
Then his body began to disintegrate and his flesh and blood, turning into a white bone. After a breeze blew, the white bone turned into fine powder and drifted into the air.
"Fuck! You idiot! Can that be the same? Damn, I was wise for Oda Ichirō for the rest of my life. How could I die in such a place or use this method!
I'm not willing to give up! Ah..."
Looking at Shentu Yinsha who turned into powder, Oda Ichilong let out an unwilling roar, and his body began to completely collapse. Like Shentu Yinsha, he became part of the powder all over the sky.
As for the iron box, after absorbing such a huge force and life force, it finally changed.
The entire iron box began to vibrate, and the amplitude became larger and larger. The dark red seal lines covering the iron box began to slowly show signs of breaking.
Finally, a gap appeared in the iron box, and a large amount of strange mist rushed out of the gap.
In the fog, Zhang Yuanming could see some indescribable creatures and roared to the outside world.
However, after these mist came out of the iron box, it directly faced Mu Ting, who was lying on the ground without any damage.
Zhang Yuanming was also gasping for breath at this time and stopped the operation of the formation.
After all, at this time, there was no living person in this yard except him and Mu Ting who was shrouded in fog.
Even the corpses that were originally all over the ground had disappeared, and the whole yard was written in an empty space.
The atmosphere at this time became even more strange, and even Zhang Yuanming felt chilling.
Mu Qi outside the yard finally broke the last layer of barrier formation and landed in the yard.
Perhaps it was due to the instinct of a powerful demigod, Mu Qi did not look directly at Zhang Yuanming.
Instead, he stared at the black iron box on the ground and the mist that enveloped Mu Ting.
Because these two things actually gave Mu Qi a sense of fear.
If he could bring fear to a demigod, Mu Qi naturally understood that this would be a great enemy of life and death that he would face after he left the seclusion.