In the blink of an eye, Sun Bing's sword soul had poured into the consciousness of several monks, and terrifying sword intent suddenly burst out.
Only bursts of miserable wailing could be heard, and everyone felt a sharp pain in their consciousness, almost like soul tearing, which was unbearable.
Immediately, the expressions of the Taoist monks changed, because the Hundred Tribes Unity Formation could share the trauma they suffered, and with such pain, it was obvious that something unexpected had happened.
Then he immediately turned his head and looked behind him, and he could see that more than a dozen of them were bleeding from their orifices and their eyes were closed tightly, because at this moment, the consciousness of these more than a dozen people completely collapsed under the sharp breath.
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Fortunately, he was in the unity of hundreds of races at this moment. Otherwise, facing such a huge trauma, even if he did not die, his soul would dissipate.
Time flowed slowly away, and the vitality and spiritual power of more than thirty peak half-emperors were so majestic that they were continuously poured into the body of the monk whose consciousness sea collapsed.
For a time, the injuries in those people's bodies were restored at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their souls, which were on the verge of collapse, stopped flowing.
But even though the physical injuries were gradually healing, and even the soul was slowly recovering, there was no trace of joy on the faces of the dozen or so people, and the eyes looking at Sun Bing were full of hatred.
After all, the sea of consciousness is the most important place for any monk, and it is also the place where the soul rests.
Once the sea of consciousness collapses, the soul will also be affected. Unless it is some extremely precious genius treasure, it will be impossible to recover.
The most important thing is that even if you are lucky enough to survive, your own cultivation level will never be improved forever.
It can be said that Sun Bing's attack just now shattered all their hopes. Originally, with their talents, reaching the peak of Half-Emperor was far from their end, but now it has stopped there.
Although Sun Bing's actions did not kill them, the consequences were more cruel than death.
Blocking someone's path is more serious than killing his parents. This kind of hatred is definitely sworn in, so when those dozen people looked at Sun Bing, they wanted to tear him into pieces.
But Sun Bing would not be merciful to his enemies at all. After realizing that the sword soul was so effective, he once again activated the power of the sword soul and attacked the enemies in the sword formation.
But when faced with Sun Bing's previous attack, he had no defense at all, which was why it caused such bad consequences.
At this moment, many monks are obviously on guard, and there is even a Spirit Race monk in the Hundred Races Concentric Formation.
This race is particularly peculiar. It has no substantial body and is entirely constructed of mental power. What it is best at is the power of the mind. Among the hundred major races, it is among the best and extremely powerful.
After noticing Sun Bing's fluctuations, the spiritual monk used his spiritual power to create a barrier that perfectly protected this attack.
The two sides were going back and forth, and even though they were in the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, they had different reactions. Sun Bing also needed to face it with caution despite the full counterattack.
In the end, the battle couldn't help but fall into a stalemate, but Sun Bing sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.
Because he could clearly detect that the blood concentration of the hundreds of monks in the sword array was rapidly declining under such fierce battles. After such a long time, the aura on their bodies was obviously weakened by more than one degree.
Aware of their embarrassing situation, the monks from the hundreds of tribes felt filled with regret. After all, the task given to them by the tribe was just to stare at Sun Bing.
However, because of the impulse in their hearts, they put themselves in such a dangerous situation, and they were only one step away from death.
After feeling that there was no hope of escape, everyone's eyes showed a touch of determination, and the thought of dying together with Sun Bing came into their hearts.
But at this moment, an accident happened. Sun Bing could clearly feel the vast aura coming from the distance. Even though he was countless miles away, he could feel the dangerous aura coming from it.
Immediately, he looked directly into the distance, and there seemed to be a huge crisis approaching Sun Bing.
At the same time, the surrounding wanderers also noticed the strange atmosphere on the battlefield at this moment. Their expressions changed with fright, and they continued to retreat towards the rear. In the blink of an eye, they had retreated hundreds of millions of miles.
With Sun Bing as the center, tens of millions of people in a radius were filled with nothingness, but soon one could see that the peaceful space was suddenly distorted, with layers of waves spreading in all directions.
Immediately, figures one after another crossed the barriers of space and suddenly descended from all directions.
The moment he saw the first figure, Sun Bing's eyes suddenly shrank, and then he said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect you to come to the door so soon. It's really unexpected."
"I have been waiting for this day for a full ten years, and you, the shy turtle, have finally appeared."
We haven't seen him for many years, but Dao Zhao is still very domineering, and those beautiful eyes are full of imperial power that looks down upon the world.
Immediately afterwards, Shenyue also came to the side. Although he did not say any words at this moment, just standing there, the void seemed to be shaking, full of invisible oppression.
In the following time, streams of light flickered. If you look closely, you can see that they are all the sons and daughters of emperors from various ethnic groups. In short, almost all of them can be regarded as Sun Bing's "old acquaintances".
But after scanning around carefully, Sun Bing suddenly smiled and said: "Where is Xianjian? Or should it be called Wudao? I knew you were supposed to be here, why didn't you show up?"
But what is regrettable is that there is still silence all around, as if there is no such person at all.
"Okay, Sun Bing, don't change the subject. Ten years ago, you took away the World-Destroying Black Lotus in front of us. Did you ever think that this day would happen?"
"There is no need to talk nonsense with this person. We don't care where you have been hiding all these years. You'd better hand over the Karma Fire Red Lotus and the World-Destroying Black Lotus honestly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
After hearing these words, Sun Bing frowned slightly and looked around again, looking at the familiar figures.
In the past, the gap between him and these emperors' sons and daughters was like a chasm. Even at the earliest, Dao Zhao could easily suppress them, but now, the strength of both sides has already changed.
But at this moment, looking at the many sons and daughters of emperors who were still in the semi-emperor realm, Sun Bing felt so proud in his heart that he even spoke directly with a hint of disdain:
"It seems that the lessons I have learned are not enough. Do you really think you can stop me with your help?"