The evil spirits who were chasing after them saw that they were seeking their own death, and they were also afraid of the power of the divine talisman, so they gave up the pursuit and returned to the building complex to speed up the elimination of the survivors.

This sneak attack not only caused the Taoists to lose their last stronghold, but also resulted in the heaviest casualties since the war began. Many of the seriously injured had no power to fight back and could only be slaughtered.

The battle on the building complex side was going on too fast and at a distance, so the people who were fighting with the Huaiyin Patriarch didn't notice it at all. When Chen Xiao and his men got close and were discovered, they realized that such a big thing had happened.

Jing Hui and his fellow apprentices gnashed their teeth and cursed the incompetence of the garrison. Then he lowered his head dejectedly and said, "This is my mistake. I didn't arrange for more people to stay behind to guard the garrison." He had to take this part of the responsibility. Although the strategic direction was proposed by Xi Yunting, he was the one who made the arrangements.

His junior fellow apprentice advised: "Brother, even if you want to stay and guard the base, we have no one available. If you want to ask those spiritual practitioners for help, under the circumstances at that time, the Xiayuan garrison will never agree!"

Ling Xiu, who had followed Chen Xiao, blushed with shame when he heard this. This matter was indeed short-sighted on Ling Xiu's part.

The Buddhist monk in charge of logistics asked, "It's useless to say this now. What should we do next? Recapture the bamboo forest, or reinforce the original gathering point?"

Xi Yunting held the sword in one hand and listened silently. He exuded a murderous coldness, and the sharp golden sword energy emanating from his body alone would hurt anyone who approached, so he stood alone to the side.

After taking a closer look at Chen Xiao and seeing that he was not injured, Xi Yunting said, "Cheng Gu's move is intended to disrupt the morale of our army. His idea is to make us split our forces into two."

Jing Hui nodded slowly: "Yes, our only breakthrough lies in the Huaiyin Patriarch. Cheng Gu wants to create panic and tie down our forces to reinforce Xia Yuan." His eyes were firm, "Only by killing the Huaiyin Patriarch as soon as possible can we save more people."

After saying this, he no longer hesitated, turned around and organized the Buddhist practitioners to use magic to cast protective spells on him.

Chen Xiao stood two meters away from Xi Yunting, and even then he could feel the tingling sensation on his skin.

They were fighting at the moment, and both of them were rational people. They would not let Xi Yunting restrain his sword energy just for a moment of closeness.

Chen Xiao just wanted to say a few words to Xi Yunting at this moment. He asked, "Are you confident in dealing with Huaiyin Patriarch?" He frowned slightly, "I saw you guys were fighting all the time before. Huaiyin's defense ability is too strong."

Xi Yunting moved his fingertips, resisted the urge to stroke the worry between his brows, and said, "At present, Jing Hui wants to fight a protracted battle, first consume the blood and energy gathered by Huaiyin. When he is exhausted and there are no fresh corpses to replenish, the strength of his blood and energy will decrease, and his defense will not be so strong. I will take the opportunity to find a chance and kill him with one blow."

The whole body of Huaiyin Patriarch was made of iron and steel, except for his forehead, which was a weak spot that he had not yet been able to refine. Xi Yunting discovered this when he first fought him, but after Huaiyin Patriarch transformed into a blood demon, his thousands of flesh tentacles continuously intertwined into layers of defense, making it impossible for Xi Yunting to get close.

Not far away, a blood-red towering tree was dancing wildly, and under its roots was a layer of flesh and blood. Before it was consumed, the Huaiyin Patriarch was invincible.

Xi Yunting pointed his heavy sword with one hand and said to Chen Xiao, "Xiao brother, watch me kill this evil cultivator today and avenge you."

Before he finished speaking, Xi Yunting turned into a beam of light, and shot towards the Whomping Willow with his sword. The fight became more intense and more dangerous.

The distance was so close that Chen Xiao saw the branches hit Xi Yunting several times. It was only after a moment that he was sure that it was just an afterimage.

After a while, Chen Xiao felt that his heart couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't hold back and walked forward. Liu Lang hurriedly stopped him: "Teacher, if you go forward, you will be in the attack range of Huaiyin Patriarch."

Chen Xiao stood at the edge, calmed himself down, and said without turning his head: "This distance is enough."

After saying that, he took out the soul-calming bell with one hand.

Liu Lang looked at the empty bell, which was only the size of a palm and had no hammer, with doubt. He did not speak, but stood quietly behind Chen Xiao and watched him raise the empty bell.

Liu Lang felt that the air bell was filled with vitality after a while, and then Chen Xiao's hand shook, "Ding——"

A clear and pleasant ringtone rang out of nowhere, and Liu Lang felt an invisible aura around him sway, making him feel dizzy instantly.

Liu Lang looked at the inconspicuous empty bell in the teacher's hand in shock. This could actually directly drive the aura. He had never heard of such a magical instrument!

Endless desire surged in his heart, even if he could just take a look, it would be good, aura attack was too rare. It was a pity that the teacher could not take care of him and could not open his third eye.

Chen Xiao didn't care about anything else at this moment, and concentrated on controlling the Soul-Calming Bell in his hand. The Soul-Calming Bell had too many flaws, and it was only used once after it was made.

The preparation time is too long, the attack range is fixed, the aura changes are irreversible... these are fatal problems. Before further improvements are made, Chen Xiao thought that this Soul-Calming Bell would be useless.

It just so happened that this time Patriarch Huaiyin was standing still. If he didn't take advantage of the opportunity to use the Soul-Calming Bell to perform a big move, it would be a waste of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Chen Xiao's forehead was soon covered with sweat. The sweat flowed into his eyes, but he didn't dare to blink.

You have to control the aura to attack and avoid your teammates. You can't make any mistakes, otherwise it will be a tragedy to accidentally hurt friendly forces.

Because of his strong physical body and the fact that his blood was at its peak at the moment, the old man Huaiyin was surrounded by a blood-red evil aura.

Just like the evil cultivator Wan Chengzhang who became the first test subject of the Soul-Suppressing Bell, the Blood Demon Body cultivated by Patriarch Huaiyin did not focus on the cultivation of mental power.

Chen Xiao's attacking aura was like cutting butter with a knife, without encountering any resistance. It pierced directly into the blood-red aura, opening up a straight passage.

In the direction attacked by Chen Xiao, the limbs of Huaiyin Patriarch suddenly became dry and fragile, and a large amount of flesh and blood fell off.

Xi Yunting's eyes flashed, and without thinking, he grabbed the heavy sword and chopped it there. Every time before, it was blocked by the strong force, but this time, Xi Yunting's sword immediately broke a large number of branches.

The huge tree that Huaiyin Patriarch transformed into shook, and its branches danced even more crazily. Soon, the unaffected limbs moved over to protect the exposed gap, and at the same time, the flesh at the root went down a layer, and the dried and peeled flesh grew again.

Jing Hui's eyes lit up, and he turned around and shouted at Chen Xiao: "Use the method you used just now, and do it again!"

In just one time, Patriarch Huaiyin consumed a lot of flesh and blood. If Chen Xiao could do it a few more times, wouldn't the flesh and blood be consumed quickly?

This thought appeared in the consciousness of both the enemy and me at the same time. Chen Xiao focused more on controlling the aura and outputting his vitality crazily without sparing.

The aura was like a sharp knife, slashing and cutting at the blood-red aura that was like a huge air mass. However, the Huaiyin Patriarch was alert and absorbed blood and flesh faster, and was able to replenish it in time. Even if Chen Xiao attacked from the outside, he could not break through to the inside.

Chen Xiao's pressure suddenly increased, and he also had to be careful not to hurt friendly forces. His mental depletion was severe, and his face soon turned pale and his lips lost their color.

At this moment, Xi Yunting suddenly appeared and put his arm around his waist. Before Chen Xiao could react, a deep voice whispered in his ear, "I'll take you to the nearest place, just focus on casting the spell."

Chen Xiao didn't even have the energy to nod at this moment and could only blink.

Seeing this, Xi Yunting took Chen Xiao off steadily. This time he flew fast and steadily. If it weren't for the changes in the objects in his field of vision, Chen Xiao wouldn't have noticed that they were moving.

In front of him was a cone of flesh that was almost hitting the tip of his nose. Chen Xiao had a psychological trauma about it. However, in a split second, Xi Yunting made a nimble change of direction and avoided the flesh that was almost hitting them.

Immediately afterwards, a cone fell from above his head. Xi Yunting turned around calmly and dodged in time.

Although it seemed like there were many dangers, it was actually just a leisurely stroll in the garden. Xi Yunting led him step by step into the dense "crown" of the "Hitman Willow".

Even though he knew he couldn't be distracted at this moment, Chen Xiao couldn't help but look at Xi Yunting. The two obsidian eyes on his handsome face were full of concentration, and his expression was stern and full of majestic spirit. Seeing this, Chen Xiao's heart beat fast, and he almost lost control of his mind and became addicted.

Chen Xiao looked away in panic, calmed down and quickly regained his composure.

It seems that the eldest brother has gained a lot from this promotion and breakthrough. Even when facing such a monstrous evil cultivator, he can easily break into the opponent's defense circle.

At this point they already had the conditions to kill Patriarch Huaiyin. All they lacked was a point that could break his defense, and he happened to be able to create such a point.

The soul-calming bell in his hand rang more rapidly. Chen Xiao stared sharply at the swaying branches in front of him. Just when Xi Yunting stopped and reached the limit of how close he could get, he shouted loudly, and his vital energy poured out. The soul-calming bell made a loud "bang!" sound.

The air in front of him twisted rapidly, and with the crackling sound of air friction, the impact of the aura instantly tore a small gap.

Although the gap is small, it is enough for Xi Yunting.

Holding Chen Xiao tightly with one hand, Xi Yunting held the sword in the other. He first poked with the heavy sword, then stabbed it again. The endless bright light, like a silver bottle suddenly leaking, like a rainbow or an arrow, turned into a beam of light with great momentum, shattering all obstacles in front of him.

"Ahhh——" A hoarse scream rang out, stinging Chen Xiao's eardrums. He couldn't help but raise the hand holding the bell handle and punch one ear.

The other ear was in a terrible state and could only continue to suffer.

However, this torture did not last too long. Xi Yunting put away his heavy sword, gently protected his ears with his palms, and quickly took him away from the towering tree that was beginning to collapse.

Ancestor Huaiyin died, and without its central control, the "Hitman Willow" began to break into pieces, with large chunks of flesh and blood forming trunks and branches that fell to the ground.

Several cracks appeared in the middle of the huge tree trunk, making a creaking and twisting sound, and the scene was as loud as a building collapsing.

The Buddhist practitioners who had been working diligently at the front hurriedly retreated upon seeing this, but they still could not avoid being hit by the falling limbs and tree trunks.

Jing Hui charged in the core area, so naturally she was the slowest to retreat and was hit the most. Although she had a protective shield, she would not be injured if she was hit, but the nauseating feeling of being covered in rotten flesh and blood was quite disgusting.

Jing Hui angrily wiped off the blood and rotten flesh outside the protective shield, unable to suppress the complex emotions of joy mixed with sadness, and rushed towards the two people floating in the air on the edge, "I say, you two, can't you say hello - ah, ah?"

If Xi Yunting was just hugging Chen Xiao, Jing Hui might not think too much about it. When he was holding Liu Lang, although the posture was not so close, there was physical contact.

But at this moment, Xi Yunting held Chen Xiao tightly with one hand and held him to his chest, and the other hand was covering his ears ambiguously. He didn't believe that there was nothing going on between the two of them.

Thinking back to what happened before, hey, when did these two people become like this? Jing Hui was shocked by the sudden discovery and completely forgot what he came over to say.

At this moment, a red spirit suddenly emerged from under the completely collapsed giant flesh and blood tree and shot towards Chen Xiao and Xi Yunting as fast as lightning!

"Be careful!!!" Jing Hui shouted.

"Teacher——" Liu Lang's eyes were about to burst.

The red spirit in front of him was about to hit him, and Xi Yunting reflexively hugged Chen Xiao and turned around, using his body to protect him.

However, Chen Xiao pushed Xi Yunting away with all his strength, and the moment the red spirit appeared in front of his face, he spewed out a blue flame.

With a loud "bang!", the red spirit exploded into red fireworks, and Chen Xiao was blown far away by the explosion.

"Brother Xiao——"

"teacher!"

"Brother Chen!"

The three of them rushed to his side. Xi Yunting took the lead and carefully helped Chen Xiao up and held him in his arms.

Chen Xiao's face was dotted with pits and burns. Apart from these scars, he was miraculously uninjured.

"Ahem." Chen Xiao coughed twice, and said with lingering fear: "Luckily I took a lot of soul-refining talismans before, otherwise this time it would really be mysterious."