Lin Yi stopped, looking at Bai Yuelu and others behind him with some self-mockery and said this.
Rong Yi was stunned and did not answer, but Li Moxiao and Bai Yuelu nodded.
This subordinate of the Demon Sect just followed but did not take action, which meant that their whereabouts were always under the eyes of the other party. In this way, they were really like fish and turtles that took the initiative to get into the urn.
"Then are we still going in?"
Lin Yi took a deep breath, looked at Li Moxiao and Bai Yuelu seriously and asked.
"I'm a little unwilling." Bai Yuelu raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at him and said equally seriously.
Li Moxiao pondered slightly and said softly: "The most people who come here now are practitioners, and I also want to see it again."
Only then did Rong Yi realize. He also felt that it was not easy to get here. If it was just because there was a subordinate of the Demon Sect secretly following them, they were forced to leave directly like this, which would be a bit unwilling.
It's just that he didn't want his thoughts to have any impact on Lin Yi's decision, so he just continued to remain silent.
"Then it depends on whether the urn is strong or not." Lin Yi laughed.
He is not a troubled person, and he is very sure that the Demon Sect will be the most terrifying enemy for the entire Southern Dynasty in the future, so he must also understand this powerful enemy.
"Set up a formation and make it as powerful as possible."
Although Rong Yi was silent, looking at the look in his eyes, Lin Yi knew that his thoughts were exactly the same as those of Li Mo Xiao and Bai Yue Lu. Lin Yi suppressed her smile and whispered to him seriously.
There may also be some kind of obsession between the formation master and the formation master, and he hopes that the formation master in the opponent's army will also be attracted to this formation because of it.
"Right here?"
Rong Yi was slightly startled.
Lin Yi nodded, looked at Yan Chen who was getting closer and closer due to the movement of the heavy armor, and said: "This city is a big urn, so let's set up a small urn here and wait for them."
Rong Yi no longer hesitated. There was a soft roar on his back, and nine small swords flew out, and then fell into the surrounding streets.
His formation skills are naturally incomparable with that of the formation master in the opposing army, but the nine swords of Jiugong Zhenren were originally nine miniature magic formations. Using these nine swords as the center of the formation, powerful magic formations could be constructed in a short period of time.
The ability of formation, I am afraid no one in the world can be stronger than Rong Yi.
As Rong Yi's true energy was released, some ashes floating on the ground strangely condensed together, extending towards the nine small swords, forming some gray lines. In the next moment, these gray lines were blown by the wind.
The coming breeze disappeared.
Several rays of light of different colors flew out of Rong Yi's hand. Bai Yuelu raised her brows again, and she felt that there were more unclear things in the air around her.
In her heart, she felt more respect for Jiugong Zhenren, the deceased Southern Dynasty Formation Master.
A formation master who can quickly form a formation is countless times more useful to the army than an ordinary formation master. These nine swords and successors like Rong Yi are the most precious gifts left to the Southern Dynasty by Master Jiugong.
The roar gradually came, and the outlines of two Zhenyuan heavy armors vaguely appeared in the sight of Lin Yi and others.
The two Zhenyuan heavy armors were still carrying the sedan, but the woman in red in the sedan suddenly disappeared at this moment.
The vibrant wormwood on a courtyard wall suddenly broke. The fracture was so level that even the juice inside had no time to seep out before it was torn to pieces by a sudden burst of force from behind the courtyard wall.
Behind the courtyard wall, a practitioner raised his head slightly.
He is the subordinate of the Demon Sect who is wearing a bamboo hat and looks very mysterious. At this moment, the bamboo hat he is wearing is not skewed at all, but there is a small crack.
The sunlight fell from this crack, just like falling on the ground in a deep canyon, illuminating part of his face.
His skin color is a healthy bronze color, with some purple-red color caused by wind and frost. His lips are thick and the lines are very firm.
Directly in front of him, the undisguised flying sword was creating a white vortex in the air and flying towards the eaves of a roof.
There was a sudden gust of wind on the eaves, and then a flash of red appeared, and then the figure of the woman in red clearly fell into his eyes.
The face of this cultivator wearing a bamboo hat did not change at all.
He understood what the woman in red was trying to do with her flying sword.
Such a sword also made him understand that the opponent's cultivation was indeed very powerful.
As long as he dared to use the sword directly against him, after this battle, he really needed to ask Lord Demon Sect to control Xiao Donghuang and the people under Xiao Donghuang.
Lin Yi turned around.
When the flying sword of the woman in red flew out, he, Bai Yuelu and others had already felt the existence of the flying sword. When he turned around, he happened to see the appearance of the woman in red.
His eyes met the eyes of the woman in red in the air, and then he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
The person hiding in the courtyard was naturally the subordinate of the Demon Sect. The woman in red forced him out with a sword. He originally thought that the woman in red belonged to their side and was a master of the military in the city.
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However, things like hostility and murderous intent may not be concealable even if they are deliberately concealed, not to mention that the woman in red doesn't want to conceal it at all at this time.
So with just one glance, he understood that the woman in red was also a practitioner from the Northern Wei Dynasty.
There are many possibilities as to why the other party directly forced out the subordinate of the Demon Sect, but at least he can be sure that she and the subordinate of the Demon Sect are not close.
"One of the two in the Divine Mind Realm was injured, but it was not too serious."
Bai Yuelu glanced at the woman in red, then looked at Lin Yi's profile and said.
"What do you think is the chance of winning?" Lin Yi asked.
Bai Yuelu said: "Forty percent."
Lin Yidao: "What if we just run away?"
Bai Yuelu said: "Less than 30%."
"You actually value Rong Yi's formation so much?" Lin Yi was a little surprised.
"Of course." Bai Yuelu smiled faintly.
She heard that Lin Yi was joking, which meant that Lin Yi was not nervous. This meant that Lin Yi was more confident in herself and Rong Yi. In her opinion, relying on this hastily made magic circle to fight with the opponent was just
There is a 40% chance, but in Lin Yi's opinion, it may be more than 40%.
The woman in red looked at Lin Yi and others who looked calm, and sensed some strange aura within a radius of dozens of feet, and her eyes gradually lit up.
These young practitioners from the Southern Dynasty were indeed a bit unusual. No wonder even Xiao Donghuang took the time to kill them.
But the more this happened, the less she wanted to face the possibility of danger herself, so she smiled charmingly at the practitioner wearing a bamboo hat behind the courtyard wall, and even waved her hand and said, "You first."
"If I go first, we may not be their opponents."
The cultivator wearing a bamboo hat raised his head higher, looked at the woman in red standing on the eaves, and said with an indifferent expression.
The woman in red looked at the practitioner in surprise. She knew that the subordinates of the Demon Sect were all real monsters, and many of them had very weird personalities, but none of them were timid or fearful of war.
"What about together?" She thought for a while and said.
The practitioner wearing a bamboo hat was a little unhappy, but this was an acceptable result for him.
So he nodded and started to move.
Rong Yi and Li Moxiao suddenly felt a little cold in their bodies.
This coldness comes from the oppression of the auras of the practitioner and the woman in red.
For the entire Southern Dynasty, the two of them can be regarded as first-rate genius practitioners, but before that, they did not have the same experience of facing spiritual realm practitioners as Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu.
Compared with them, Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu's reactions seemed a bit strange.
The woman in red became a little dignified, and her figure disappeared from the eaves where she was standing. The next moment, she fell in the alleyway, on the edge of what she perceived was the opponent's magic machine, and then she did not hesitate.
He raised his right hand hesitantly and stretched his five fingers forward slightly, as if he was holding an invisible ball in his hand.
The sound of a sword sounded in the air.
Unless they are deliberately hidden or some special means are used, almost all flying swords will make a shrill sword cry when flying.
Her flying sword was the same when she forced out the Demon Sect subordinate, with a sharp and harsh sound. However, now that her flying sword broke through the air, it gave people an extremely violent, majestic and unstoppable feeling.
Her sword was spinning crazily.
It's like a drill bit, or like the axle in the wheel of a speeding carriage.
The blade of the sword cuts the air and then throws the air out.
Surrounding this flying sword, the flying energy gradually bloomed into a violent flower.
While controlling this flying sword, the only trace of joking expression on the woman in red's face completely disappeared, and her charming face became solemn and full of solemnity.
For her, since her realm is higher than that of everyone else, she only needs to crush her strength to the extreme.