Only five minutes later, Suning saw the masked woman activate the double sound-isolating formation, as well as the three defensive formations that suddenly rose up on the periphery.
All of them were created by the talismans of the 18th-grade True Immortal, and they were forced to wrap up the entire Phoenix Mountain outside the Nine-Bend Chain Formation.
For a moment, the ground shook and mountains shook, and thick smoke billowed.
The practitioners gathered at the foot of the mountain were shocked. Each of them looked horrified but at the same time they didn't know what happened.
So, they were in chaos.
Just a second ago, there was a heated discussion about how powerful the masked woman in the Wen Temple was, and whether she could personally lead a team to kill Suning.
The next second, everyone turned into birds and beasts and ran away, only to break the defensive formation.
"What, what's going on?"
"Who did it?"
Among the crowd, some who reacted a little slower were at a loss and stood there in a daze, looking at a loss.
"Run, we are ambushed."
Some people screamed in fear and were hysterical.
"Bang bang bang."
The sound of impact is endless, and the soundproof mask does not move at all.
The next moment, a thin, golden sword rose into the air, spreading invisible sword energy that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
"What's this?"
The practitioners who were fleeing at the front had keen senses and were the first to notice the sudden and heart-stopping fluctuation.
They all raised their heads in unison, their pupils unconsciously dilated, feeling deeply confused.
"Swish, swish, swish."
When the sword energy meets the wind, it transforms into thousands, layer by layer.
At the same time, the terrifying coercion that destroyed the world came one after another, covering everyone present.
"The ultimate trump card..."
"The power of immortality contains the meaning of life and death. This, this is clearly the cultivation level of the 18th-grade True Immortal."
With a trembling voice, the lean old man who was in the late stage of the tenth-level True Immortal murmured with an ashen look on his face: "Suning, Suning must have come out."
"The nine-turn chain formation we set up had no effect on him. Instead, it indirectly gave him an opportunity to make a sneak attack."
"It's over, we're done."
Howling and bursting into tears.
The old man didn't even have the courage to resist, and his body fell limply from mid-air, allowing the overwhelming sword energy to lock him.
"Click."
The flesh body is cracked, and no blood can be seen spraying out.
He had a ferocious face and always maintained the same posture.
Until the remaining energy burst out, his whole body collapsed inch by inch, like smoke and ashes.
"ah."
Shrill roars sounded from time to time, and the breath of death firmly locked onto every living life in the formation.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die."
Some desperate people hit the soundproof formation like crazy, even if their heads were bruised and bloody, they were still unwilling to die in China.
"Buzz."
Wisps of sword energy flew through their struggling bodies.
Some people cry, some people shout.
Some remained motionless like statues, while others closed their eyes and smiled as if they were resigned to their fate.
The various states of living beings are all revealed before death.
However, at the very end of the soundproof formation, where the sword energy had not yet touched, there were six figures standing side by side.
They are the group of people with the highest cultivation level among the many forces that surrounded and suppressed Suning this time.
The six true immortals who reached the tenth level of Great Perfection each received the semi-saint trump card given by Wen Gu Bi Ling in advance.
They looked at the panicked crowd with solemn eyes, their lips rising and falling, obviously transmitting sounds in a secret way.
"Everyone, if you don't leave, it will be too late."
"Whoever uses his trump card first and whose trump card he uses last, in the final analysis, it's all to kill Suning."
"Master Bi Ling is still in China. If we don't do our best to handle his affairs, we will die sooner or later."
