"If I'm to blame, it's because you're too greedy. You're only a tenth-level true immortal, but you still dare to take advantage of my man."
"Who will die if you don't die?"
"Boom."
The sound of explosions was heard endlessly, but it was effectively shielded by the soundproof formation that landed at an unknown time.
In the illusion formation sixty meters away, nine anxious people were looking for a way out like headless chickens.
They knew they were inadvertently ambushed, but the other party never took action. Naturally, no one dared to act rashly.
Until the time passed by minute by second, until it was too late for the enemy to take the initiative to attack.
After living through years of suffering, the nine people suddenly woke up, like waking up from a big dream.
They understood that the other party's target was not the nine little shrimps at all, but Senior Brother Ren, who had the highest level of cultivation.
Sure enough, when everyone worked together to smash the multiple illusion formations, they saw the body of Senior Brother Ren.
The limbs were separated and the flesh and blood were blurred.
Corroded by the evil spirit, he had long been beyond recognition.
"Quickly, change the killing formation. I'll go down the mountain quickly."
The little old man who was an eighth-level True Immortal came to his senses first and was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were split apart.
He ran away as if he was desperate, panicking and not choosing the right path.
But soon, he was stopped by "people".
To be precise, an inconspicuous black sword blocked his way.
The sword was in its scabbard, and the silver light suddenly appeared.
The little old man's eyelids rolled up and his face turned red, as if someone had invisibly grabbed his throat.
He staggered forward, making a strange "gurgling" sound in his throat.
His whole body was shaking violently, shaking like chaff, and then he collapsed to the ground exhausted.
"I......"
"Giggle."
Curling up his body, his old face was ferocious and his teeth were clenched, as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end, he closed his eyes weakly and died.
"Go up the mountain. I'm blocking the way down. You can't go back."
"One wave will not die, and the other wave will not be dispatched."
"If they don't take action, how can I deal with them all in batches?"
The long sword rose and fell, and the vague figure of the woman faintly emerged.
She stepped on the sword and said coldly: "Three breaths, and those who don't leave will be buried on the spot. I don't mind killing a few more people."
The eight people fled without any hope of resistance.
They knew full well that they would end up with their body and body missing if they went up the mountain, but they had no choice but to obey.
There is nothing I can do, the spy woman in front of me is too strong.
What is the concept of being so strong that he can single-handedly separate two practitioners in the early stage of the tenth level of true immortal in an instant?
His true strength is probably as high as the twelfth level of a true immortal, or even higher.
Under the pressure of such a state, forcing the way down the mountain is undoubtedly a moth chasing a flame and seeking death. It is better to delay as much as possible and wait for rescue.
"I, do we really want to go up the mountain?"
Among the eight people, the only remaining female monk looked in a daze and almost screamed in tears: "The demon cultivator eats human blood, and the demon cultivator eats the soul of the soul."
"If we can't escape, we will die miserably."
The wind howled, but no one paid attention to her.
But after passing through the thirteen formations in the south, everyone stopped in unison.
They still remember, all remember the instructions of the disciple named Zhou not to cross the boundary of the mountainside.
"Give it a try. Maybe the jade slips of sound transmission can be sent out?"
Looking up at the top of the mountain, a round-faced man in the late ninth stage of the True Immortal intervened with a voice: "There is no way out in front, and there is no way out. That woman will continue to wear out, and we have no time to wait any longer."
"We have to find a way to contact the brothers at the foot of the mountain. It is best to remove the Nine-Turn Chain Formation."
"This formation..."
With a wry smile, his eyes were full of despair and he said: "Stealing chickens will make you lose rice. I am afraid that this formation will make us suffer the consequences and we will all perish here."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."
Just after he finished speaking, someone immediately took out the jade slip of sound transmission and offered it to him.
The four directions, southeast, northwest, are fleeting.
"It's useless. The killing formations are connected and the jade slips are difficult to break."
The female monk was so devastated that she could not help covering her face and crying bitterly.
It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, whether it is for them or Duan Ziqian who wants to put Suning to death.
