Ling Xuewei nodded slowly, sat down quickly, and began to recover.
Another day.
Finally, the three days are coming to an end.
"I have observed that although this is the mustard realm, the power distribution is not even." Cang Hongpo said slowly.
"Did you notice it too?" Ling Xuewei was surprised.
Cang Hongpo nodded, his eyes falling on the traces left by Qingwu Frost Spear's attack.
At this moment, the area has returned to smoothness, with no trace of the previous cracks.
Although the previous attacks by Ling Xuewei and them failed to break through the boundary, they still left traces of damage. And he observed that some of these traces were deep and some were shallow, and they were restored in sequence.
This means that the power recovery here is uneven, which also gives them a chance to break through.
"Any spell has its weaknesses. Especially the more powerful the spell, the more difficult it is to control. Trapping so many of us and having to attack at any time must have consumed a lot of their strength."
"Next, let's do this..."
…
"Is it almost time?"
"The final game has begun."
Lin Qi and Long Luan joined forces, and the mustard realm suddenly began to shake violently.
"It fell into pieces and turned into mud and ground into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same."
"The ground collapsed."
The red halo flashed, and the ground suddenly became soft, like tumbling silk, or like layers of waves... It was difficult for everyone to stand, and they were staggered.
Even the top of the realm is like this.
The space was completely distorted, turning into beasts, opening their huge mouths to devour people everywhere.
"Tsunami."
The ground rolled, and a hundred-meter-high ghost figure rushed towards it, like a bottomless swamp, dragging countless people into it.
There were wailings and screams everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, there were less than a hundred people left in the Mustard Seed Realm.
"Humph, they are all a bunch of rubbish."
"There are only a few truly strong people. We have practiced for a hundred thousand years to gain this energy. They only live for hundreds of thousands of years, how can they fight against us?"
"Then let them become our nourishment."
More people are dragged into the ghost shadow, and the mustard space is constantly distorted, leaving less and less scope for their activities.
Cang Hongpo led Mr. Tan to fight against him.
Cang Hongpo's cultivation was at the fifth level of the supernatural realm, and Mr. Qin was also at the fourth level. The two of them led the remaining twenty people under their command to resist the distortion of space.
Twenty-three people exerted their strength at the same time and sent all their spiritual power to him.
"Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire."
"The power of roaring sky!"
boom!
Huge flames burst out, as if carrying the energy of destroying the world! Tough, powerful, and majestic!
This combined attack can temporarily exert energy comparable to the God Transformation Realm!
Lin Qi and Long Luan's expressions changed slightly, "I didn't expect they still have some strength left."
"Reinforce it, don't let them come out."
The boundary was reinforced again, and the two forces began a tug-of-war.
"Hold on!"
Cang Hongpo shouted loudly, constantly mobilizing the power in his body.
He possesses the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire and has the cultivation level of the God Transformation Realm. Although his strength has regressed now, his background as a domain master is still there.
"You're just two evil beasts, do you dare to compete with me?"
"drink!"
With a sharp shout, the orange-red flame burst again and rushed forward!
For a moment, the entire realm was trembling!
There was a cracking sound, and Lin Qi and Long Luan were angered by his arrogant attitude, "So arrogant? Go to hell!"
The power doubled, and the realm that originally needed stability could no longer withstand the collision of these two energies! It shattered into pieces!
"not good!"
They suddenly felt bad and wanted to restore the realm, but it was already too late!
"Sacred Fire Golden Lotus!"
"Overlord Frost Spear!"
Two terrifying powers struck, and the last restriction was broken in the blink of an eye!
"ah!"
"Woo!"
They were knocked away directly, and with a crashing sound, the Mustard Seed Realm was broken.
Several figures rushed out and fell to the ground.
When the storm dissipated, Linqi and Long Luan looked around and saw sixty or seventy people standing opposite them.
"Pah, pah, pah."
"Very good, you guys."
Long Luan applauded, but his expression was gritted teeth. At this moment, he realized that these people had a plan.
They were also careless and let these guys break out on the last day.
"That's good, it saves us the trouble."
Long Luan said to Linqi, "Destroy them directly! Let's see how they can still dance!"
"That's all for others. Leave that woman to me."
Linqi's tongue twitched at the edge of his mouth, with a strange and sinister swipe sound, and two full-moon scimitars appeared in his hands, the sharp blades flashing cold light under the light and shadow.
"Why did you take out the 'Red Tail'?"
"Let's fight quickly, don't delay the Mother Goddess's business."
After saying this, there was a clear roar, and countless ghost-faced spiders attacked from all directions. At the same time, countless dark creatures suddenly flew from the sky, which were bats.
The sky and the earth are all filled with those things.
"attack!"
Cang Hongpo shouted and rushed out first.
A melee has officially begun!
The sound of swords, the roar of beasts, confusion.
Shrouded in white light, some people suddenly felt that the spiritual power in their bodies began to disappear.
"Not good! The spiritual power is gone!"
"It's those lights! Don't get close to those lights!"
Cang Hongpo was the first to react, recalling that when they lost all their spiritual power, they seemed to have been illuminated by this light.
Since the entire island is under their control, when they come, they will naturally be under their control as well.
They avoided the light and fought with the beasts, but they were still gradually forced into despair...
"Wait, where is that woman?"
"What?"
At this moment, Linqi realized something was wrong. The scimitar easily defeated an attacking human monk. He looked around, but did not find the woman.
"Maybe he escaped?" Long Luan said.
Linqi shook hands, and several vines rustled towards the surroundings, including many tiny vines. They were like animals with a keen sense of smell, burrowing into gaps and narrow caves, but the search was still unsuccessful.
"No, there is no her breath. And the one who hurt me just now..."
Suddenly, she felt a flash of wind behind her. She suddenly turned around, a cold light flashed through, and a black blade pierced her shoulder!
"Woo!"
"Old godly woman!"
Long Luan was furious, "I'll kill you!"
He came with a wave of his hand, but was blocked by someone.
The person who came was none other than Qingwu.
Ling Xuewei and Qingwu suddenly appeared, and at some point they walked around behind Long Luan and Linqi.