"Senior Brother Nie, I didn't expect that we are the only two left now."
The person who spoke was a kind-hearted old man, it was Zhu Siming. His face looked exhausted at this time, and most of his mana had been consumed. At some point, he transferred the battlefield to Nie Wufeng.
Under the cover of Nie Wufeng's wind-turning clouds spell, the two brothers successfully reunited.
Behind him and Nie Wufeng were the shields of the forbidden formation, and in front were two huge tornadoes composed of wind blades, temporarily blocking several enemies.
Nie Wufeng first sighed, then remembered something, and a hint of excitement appeared on his originally pale face, and said: "Haha, Junior Brother Zhu, I remembered, didn't we perform an enhanced version of the spell before?
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Zhu Siming suddenly remembered it, looked overjoyed, and said, "Is it a secret technique that uses my spiritual consciousness to help strengthen the power of senior brother's spells?"
"Exactly!"
"In the past, I didn't dare to fully mobilize the power of my spiritual consciousness to cooperate with my senior brother. I was afraid that my spiritual consciousness would have some hidden dangers. Now my life is at stake, but I don't have such scruples."
Zhu Siming looked happy and continued: "And if this spell is used, we may all be able to escape!"
The two looked at each other, and then stood side by side. The light in Nie Wufeng's hand flashed, and the two tornadoes blocking the enemy in front rose into the sky at the same time. One of them reversed, protecting the two of them inside, forming a larger tornado.
Several people from the Demon Spirit Sect in front also showed their figures. In addition to the three late-stage pill-forming monks, there were also three early-stage pill-forming monks who were following Zhu Siming.
Their clothes were messy, but their auras were stable, and Nie Wufeng's previous spells did not harm them.
Song Li said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Lu, the wind spell that Junior Sister Li and I encountered just now is really powerful. In addition to countless intermediate and high-level wind blade techniques inside, there is also some weird wind power on the outside of this tornado.
Our attack missed."
"Nie Wufeng can also gather the wind-type spiritual power in this tornado to make his escape skills very fast."
Lu Liang's face turned cold and he said in a cold voice: "No matter how powerful this spell is, Nie Wuyefeng is only at the early stage of forming a pill, and it is absolutely impossible to maintain it for a long time."
"The most powerful thing about this spell is that there are so many wind blades in it. If you get caught in it, it would be extremely dangerous. In fact, the single attack power of this wind blade is not very powerful."
"The gap in the Forbidden Formation that was destroyed by the weird flying boat just now has been restored to its original state. Nie Wufeng cannot unleash an attack beyond the late stage of pill formation, and it is difficult to quickly break through the shield and escape."
"We just need to try our best to use the magic weapon to attack. No matter whether the attack hits or not, it will definitely consume the energy of this spell. And more junior brothers will come soon, and then these two people will be unable to fly."
Just as several people from the Demon Spirit Sect communicated with each other, the spell in front of them underwent many changes.
Zhu Siming and Nie Wufeng, who were in the middle of the tornado, were mumbling something. Their faces twitched a few times, as if they were in pain, but the frequency of their consciousness fluctuations gradually became one.
Lu Liang's expression outside changed, and he felt a powerful spiritual consciousness coming from the opposite side that was no less powerful than the late stage of pill formation.
Moreover, the power of this spiritual consciousness is extremely solid, just like a person's spiritual consciousness, and its overall strength is even worse than him!
It can be said that Nie Wufeng and Zhu Siming's method is a method of using divine consciousness created based on Lu Kun's improved divine sense technique. In this way, Nie Wufeng alone can use the two people's temporary fusion of divine consciousness.
knowledge.
Lu Liangliang had some bad premonitions and shouted: "No, attack quickly, quickly!"
Hearing this, the other demon spirit sect monks in the alchemy stage all attacked with their powerful magic weapons.
The two alchemy-level brothers in the central area of the Refining Peak remained unmoved by the outside world. The power of their fused spiritual consciousness suddenly expanded and contracted, and the tornado surrounding them seemed to be oppressed by some huge force.
From a height of about ten feet, it was suddenly compressed to more than ten feet high. The color of the tornado became darker and darker, from light blue to dark blue. All the attacking magic weapons were pulled out by this small tornado.
Although the number of wind blades in the tornado has dropped sharply, the power of each one has reached the ultimate level of wind blade technique. Even Lu Liang's magic weapon will be knocked away by these powerful wind blades without being injured after being dragged for a few minutes.
Nothing happened to Nie Wufeng and the others.
"You have been attacking for so long, it's time to try my, Nie Wufeng's methods." Nie Wufeng's hoarse and confident voice came from the tornado.
As soon as he finished speaking, this small tornado quickly shot towards several monks who were in the early stages of forming the pill. After being compressed, the speed of this spell also became extremely fast, and it arrived in front of these three people in an instant.
They immediately felt a strong suction coming from them, and also felt the terrifying wind blade in the tornado. Their expressions changed greatly, but their cultivation was only in the early stage of pill formation. No matter how frantically they poured mana into the mana shield, nothing happened.
Ways to resist this suction.
After only resisting for a moment, several people were sucked into this small tornado.
"Ah! Ah!"
A moment later, several screams came from inside, and even the deep mana shield in the early stage of forming the core could not withstand the wind blade inside.
These three Demon Spirit Sect monks were cut into pieces of flesh in a short period of time. Not even a trace of their souls could escape. They were all crushed to pieces.
Lu Liang and the others looked extremely ugly.
This is a monk in the alchemy stage!
Moreover, despite having a numerical advantage, three people were killed instantly at the same time.
This shows how powerful this enhanced spell is!
The streams of blood mist that floated out from this spell made the three people, including Lu Liang, retreat unconsciously.
However, this small tornado did not attack them and quickly hit the outer shield.
"Uh-huh!"
Several rapid blows were heard, and a gap was opened in the forbidden formation. The small tornado quickly emerged and was about to fly away into the distance.
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that in a small sect like the Yueyang Sect, there would be such a wind spirit root monk with such a high level of understanding, and he has also practiced to the elixir-forming stage, not bad! He just happened to help me practice that magical power, haha!"
At some point, a thin middle-aged man appeared outside the Yueyang Sect. When he saw this small tornado, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen a rare creature.
Then the middle-aged man stretched forward with one hand, and a big blood-red hand appeared out of thin air above the tornado that had just emerged from the forbidden formation shield. The big blood-red hand exuded a powerful aura, and at the same time, a terrifying spiritual power pressure
Appeared nearby.
The big bloody hand slapped it down!
With a "boom", this extremely powerful tornado was suddenly shattered by a big blood-red hand, revealing the two old men who formed pills inside. The two men looked sluggish, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.
Unexpectedly, the power of this big blood-red hand was so terrifying that even the forbidden formation on the side was wiped by the big hand, leaving a huge gap.
Then the big blood-red hand rolled up the two of them, forming a blood-red eggshell, which was put into a jade bottle magic weapon by the middle-aged man with terrifying cultivation.
"Senior Pang, I didn't expect you to come in person, Senior Pang!" After Lu Liang saw this man, he immediately became frightened and quickly flew out of the shield, bowing to greet him.
It turns out that this middle-aged man is Pang Laomo, the great elder of the Blood Refining Sect!
Pang Laomo glanced at Lu Liang and said calmly: "I don't trust what your great elder has promised me. I'll come and see it myself."
"I didn't expect that the delivery was not small. Not only did I meet the Fenglinggen monk, but also the boy named Fang and the psychic puppet. Hey, now that I'm here, his life and death are no longer under his control."
As he spoke, this man with terrifying strength flew towards the Stone Old Demon.