Chapter 1,350 The Divine Ancestor of Covering the Sky
"good!!"
Seeing that the man in purple actually parried Qilin's space attack, the people who followed him were overjoyed and shouted excitedly.
"Haha! It's up to us next!!" One person shouted, and with a flick of his hand, he pulled out a black knife and slashed at Qilin.
clang!
The ruthless blade struck Qilin's head hard, knocking Qilin back a little, and a deep knife mark appeared on the head.
Is there something going on? The eyes of the others lit up and they rushed over, using all kinds of moves and soul skills to hit Qilin like raindrops.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
Qilin was inflicted by intensive spells, and his huge body retreated continuously, with cracks all over his body.
But just then...
roar!!
Qilin suddenly let out a shrill roar, opened its big mouth suddenly, and spit out towards the crowd.
Wow!!!!
A mysterious and weird air flow spurted out from its mouth and instantly hit the crowd, drowning half of the souls.
And half of the souls seemed to have been melted by magma, disappearing into this airflow one by one, leaving not even a trace of dust behind, not to mention corpses.
"What??"
The remaining people turned pale with horror, and all of them were so frightened that their skin and flesh trembled.
"This...what kind of trick is this?"
"It seems like a spatial torrent!" A strong man recognized the clues of this spell and said with an ugly expression.
"Empty...space torrent? What is that?"
"A high-level space soul technique that extraordinary people can perform. At least a being at the level of Yang Sage cannot have such an ability. The level of this Qilin statue is terrifying..."
When this explanation came down, everyone was afraid.
People were in extreme despair, and screams and miserable screams could be heard endlessly.
"Hey! Boy, why didn't you stop this Qilin's attack??" Someone saw his companion die, and his anger increased greatly, and he shouted angrily at the man in purple.
"Do you think I am omnipotent? I told you that I only know a little space magic, but I am not very good at it. I cannot completely suppress this Qilin, otherwise what else would I do to you?" The man in purple snorted.
"Since you can't stop it, why don't you just say a word?"
"That's right! You didn't say a word, we thought you could withstand this Qilin's attack!"
"It was a waste of our trust in you. I didn't expect you to be so incompetent! Now I even wonder if you did this on purpose to kill us!"
"It must be so!"
"You are so insidious!"
People started to criticize, and some even yelled.
The man in purple frowned, his eyes flashed with anger, but he didn't say a word.
Over there, Bai Ye's eyebrows were heavy, and he always felt that something was wrong.
The battle continues.
However, after seeing the terrifying spatial methods of the Qilin Statue, people obviously restrained themselves a lot and did not dare to attack and kill unscrupulously. Instead, they chose to make gradual progress in cycles. Although the Qilin Statue has terrifying attack methods, its speed is extremely slow, and its moves are particularly unique.
Jerky, if this is a mechanism, it can only be said that the production level of this mechanism is far inferior to the mechanism statues in the previous chess game.
What's puzzling is that although the Qilin statue is broken into pieces and full of cracks, Qilin's offensive has not slowed down at all. It is still so fierce and terrifying. Whether it is Yang Sage or Moon Sage, anyone who is affected by its offensive
, even if he is not dead, he is still disabled.
Bai Ye released a few sword energy on the outside, pretending to fight, and then stayed on the sidelines.
He is just an Emperor Saint, and no one will say anything while watching the whole battle. In fact, many people are very curious about how he, the Emperor Saint, got in, and some even show murderous intent toward him.
How dare a mere emperor come here to peek at the treasure? This is a provocation and insult to powerful men like them.
But in the end, everyone was hindered by the situation and did not dare to mess around.
However.
Although the battle continues, everyone's support is extremely hard.
Even though the Qilin statue was beaten to pieces, it was still as fierce as a dragon and a tiger, and its attacks and killings were terrifying.
Less than one-third of the souls present were left.
There were not many corpses on the ground, because most of the people had been destroyed by the force of space and no bones remained, leaving no intact corpses.
Slowly, everyone gradually became exhausted and could no longer hold on.
roar!!
At this time, the Kirin statue roared again, and it seemed that it could no longer hold on. Its huge body trembled, and its attacks were much weaker.
"It seems to be dying soon!" Someone's eyes lit up and he shouted urgently.
The old man who was at the peak of Yang Sheng also shouted: "If everyone works harder, this Qilin statue will be destroyed soon!"
These words were like a stimulant, rekindling the fighting spirit of those who were discouraged.
It's just...Bai Ye still feels wrong.
After staring at the unicorn statue for a while, he suddenly seemed to notice something and looked towards the man in purple.
But I saw a man in purple mingling among the crowd. As the crowd continued to attack the statue, he activated his magic weapon while taking action. He was fighting on the front line, looking fearless and unafraid of death.
However, after fighting for half a stick of incense, half of the souls present died, but the shattered Qilin statue still did not fall.
It's like it's holding its breath, giving everyone hope of victory, but it doesn't die at all, and its attacks are still fierce.
People kept falling to the terrifying moves of the Kirin statue.
"No fight!!"
Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and withdrew with a low growl.
If one person withdraws, there will be two others.
More and more people left the battle and returned to the entrance of the hall.
Now that these people have stopped fighting, they can only retreat one after another.
Everyone was lying at the entrance of the hall, panting and exhausted, swallowing pills crazily.
Seeing how embarrassed everyone was, the last few people who retreated understood why these people refused to fight.
If we continue to fight, I'm afraid everyone will die in the hands of that Qilin...
"You actually retreated?" At this time, the man and woman stood up and yelled angrily, with unwillingness in their eyes.
"Are you an idiot? Don't you know we can't kill that Qilin statue?" the old man at the peak level of Yang Sheng said coldly.
"Isn't it almost destroyed?"
"That's just an illusion!" The old man snorted coldly: "That's an illusion deliberately created by the ancestors of Zhe Tian. It gives us hope and lets us continue to kill it. But if we can't kill it, it can kill us all!"
When these words fell to the ground, many people's expressions changed.
indeed.
Several layers of stone have been removed from the surface of this unicorn, and it is smaller in size. The cracks all over its body are like spider webs, but it has never broken... It is really weird.
"If we can't defeat this Qilin, what should we do? Could it be that the inheritance of Zhetian's ancestors is right in front of us, but we can't get it?" Someone shouted in pain.
"I'm not willing to give in! I'm not willing to give in!" Someone yelled again, eyes full of anger.
"Not willing to give in? Go find that statue and ask if it will let you pass?" someone else hummed.
People at the scene were restless.
Seeing so many people dead, a sense of fear hit everyone's heart. When they entered the ancient tomb, there were more than thousands of people, but now, only a few hundred people are left.
People don't know whether they are lucky or unlucky...
But at this moment, a chuckle came.
"Haha, you don't have to worry, I have already found the weakness of this unicorn statue."
The sound fell to the ground, everyone's breath tightened, and they hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound.
It was still the man in purple who spoke.
"What good advice do you have?" the old man asked urgently.
"Everyone, in the final analysis, this Qilin statue is just a mechanism, and the mechanism has a formation source. I think that although we attacked it before and broke it into pieces, we did not hit the point. As long as the formation source is not destroyed, it will be successful.
Even though there are a bunch of shelves, it can still move, so if you want to destroy this statue, you have to break its source."
"Then where is the source of its formation?" someone asked urgently.
"I've observed it, it's at its heart!" The man in purple pointed at the unicorn statue and said seriously.
"heart?"
Everyone heard the sound, you looked at me, I looked at you, and they all fell into silence.
"Why are you still standing there? If you don't take action now, how long will it take? Statues of this level have self-repairing methods. If you delay any longer, if it recovers, it will be over!" The man in purple said
shouted.
"No, my friend, this mechanism was created by the ancestors of Zhetian. How can its formation source... be so easy to destroy?" A Soul Master said helplessly.
"It's very simple." The man in purple raised his hand, took out a bag of dust from somewhere, smeared it on himself, and said: "I will attack first later and hit the dust on the Qilin's formation source.
The dust will corrode all the defenses at the source of the formation, making it extremely fragile. If you all work together, we will definitely be able to solve this mechanism!"
"real??"
People were stunned.
The man in purple shouted: "Don't believe it? Just wait and see!"
After saying that, the man rushed out, looking brave and unafraid of death.
When the others saw this scene, they were ready to move, and no longer had any doubts in their hearts. After all, the man in purple was risking his life, so what reason did they have to cower?
As a result, everyone stood up one after another, swallowed the elixir and prepared to follow.
But at this moment, an indifferent voice rippled out.
"Don't go and die! Come back..."
When the voice fell, everyone was startled. They turned their eyes and found that the speaker was Bai Ye.
"An Emperor Saint? Where do you have the right to speak here? Shut up." A Moon Saint shouted.
"Then since you are going to die, just pretend that I didn't say anything."
Bai Ye said quietly, then fell silent.
Everyone was a little hesitant.
The man in purple who was about to leave frowned and looked at Bai Ye strangely: "My friend, are you scared?"
"no."
"Then why do you say we are going to die? You don't believe we can break the statue?"
"Um."
"How dare you, an emperor saint, talk such nonsense?" The man in purple frowned.
"I'm not talking nonsense."
"Then why do you say we are going to die?" the man in purple snorted.
But Bai Ye opened his eyes, looked at the man in purple quietly, and said, "You alone are the ancestor of Zhe Tian!"
