In normal times, with the powerful foundation of Jiutian Holy Palace, it would be easy to deal with these people, but now the elders of Jiutian Holy Palace were injured and unconscious when dealing with the terrifying demon tiger. How could they still be their opponents?
In just a moment, the defense formed by Ling Xuejiu and others was easily broken. Seeing the disciples in the sect being killed one by one, Ling Xuejiu's eyes were full of unwillingness. At this moment, Jiumu was seen dragging the injured
He quickly returned to Ling Xuejiu's side. Seeing this, the latter couldn't wait to ask: "Eighth Elder, where are those people?" Jiumu shook his head helplessly and said: "I called outside for a long time, and they all
No response." After hearing this, the hopeful look on Ling Xuejiu's face suddenly dimmed. Then, she bit her silver teeth and said, "In this case, there is no other way. Eighth Elder, inform all the elders,
Help me open the demon-suppressing formation." When Jiu Mu heard this, his expression changed and he said: "This... saint, although the demon-suppressing formation is powerful, but with your current cultivation level, I'm afraid..."
Ling Xuejiu shook his head and said: "At this point, there is no other choice. Just do as I say."
Jiumu sighed softly, then nodded and said: "I understand." After saying this, he moved quickly towards the other elders. After a while, he saw eight elders, including Jiumu, standing in different places.
position, and Ling Xuejiu stood alone in the center. Immediately afterwards, the nine people moved their magic spells in unison, muttering words. After a moment, nine bright rays of light burst out from everyone's bodies and rushed into the air.
From a distance, it looks like nine giant pillars standing between heaven and earth, with a magnificent momentum.
When the nine light pillars gathered in the clouds, a dazzling light suddenly spread to the surroundings and formed a golden bell in the sky. It quickly landed and enveloped the masked man and his men. Except for them
In addition, Yingying and some Jiutian Holy Palace disciples were also trapped inside. Seeing the appearance of the golden bell, everyone inside suddenly felt a strong pressure coming, as if two mountains were pressing on their shoulders.
It was extremely strenuous. The masked man snorted coldly, then struck Yingying in his hand with his sword, and rushed to the top with the sword. When he was about to approach, his wrist shook, and accompanied by a buzzing sword sound, the bloody sword
The Demonic Sky-Slaying Sword instantly burst out with dazzling blood-red light, enveloping his body.
Then, dozens of sharp blood-red sword lights tore through the air, with a whistling sound, and struck the golden bell. Suddenly, a series of loud bangs were heard. When the sword reached the
The blood-red light carried by the light receded, and the masked man discovered that the golden giant bell only flickered on and off a few times, but there was no trace of damage. He sneered and said: "It's interesting. Okay, let me see, you guys
How powerful is the formation technique?" After saying this, he raised the sword high above his head, and then pinched the sword formula with his hand, his eyes full of coldness. After a moment, the space above the golden bell began to slowly twist, like a whirlpool.
Likewise, the rotation speed is getting faster and faster. After dozens of seconds, the rotation speed of the space has reached the extreme. Some Jiutian Holy Palace disciples looked at the rotating vortex, and their eyes suddenly became blank, as if their minds had been taken away.
Just like that, I fell into complete sluggishness.