Chapter 588 Breakout

"I'll set up the concealment formation."

Qing Zijin took out two doorposts, and then the ten fingers of both hands blossomed like flowers. The spiritual light intertwined into a formation pattern at the fingertips, and quickly set up a small hidden formation within a radius of several feet.

From time to time, powerful dead spirits flew over the two of them's heads, patrolling and searching.

Qing Zijin really felt nervous and excited, breathing carefully as she released the two seventh-level mummies.

Li Weiyi stared at the other direction on the right, which was the camp of Taiyin Sect.

Inside the tent, several human figures were spotted: Chen Envoy Qingzao, Mao Envoy Huo Tianming, and others. The Sentinel Spirit Army possessed intelligence on most of the Twelve Lunar Envoys, as well as the imprints of their spiritual figures.

At this moment, the two of them were less than ten miles away from the Taiyin Sect's camp.

With Qing Zao and Huo Tianming's cultivation level, they could kill them in two breaths. They could even directly use magic weapons to attack from a distance.

"We only have one chance to attack. Regardless of whether the sneak attack is successful or not, we must escape immediately. I hope Tang Wanzhou understands my intention and doesn't insist on defending Fanye Valley. I hope to take this opportunity to lead everyone out."

Li Weiyi believes that he has the best understanding with Zuoqiu Hongting.

Tang Wanzhou was too opinionated and wouldn't necessarily follow his ideas. She wasn't good at cooperating with others, but at being the maker of strategies and tactics, and needed others to cooperate with her.

Li Weiyi also released two seventh-level mummies.

The four corpses stood in four directions, all with disheveled hair. After a hundred years, the elixir of immortality in their bodies had dissipated, and only one or two percent of their magical energy was left to be mobilized.

"boom!"

Dozens of miles away, a huge bronze gong struck the formation curtain.

The storm of gong sounds raged in all directions.

As the bronze gong prepared for its second strike, Bai Chuan burst through the formation's veil of light and dashed like an arrow towards the formation platform six or seven miles away. Eight black formation flags, carrying the killing aura, flew out first, transforming into eight winding black torrents of magical energy.

The formation platform must be destroyed first.

Otherwise, when evacuating, the Taiyin Sect and the Netherworld of the Dead would definitely use the original power of the Wan Zi Device to take care of him first.

“It’s out!”

"As expected, they chose to break out as soon as possible. Between a quick death and a slow one, they chose the former."

…

Marquis Yushi had loose white hair, an old man's face, and a solemn expression.

His whole body was as white as jade, translucent and crystal clear. He was the first to jump off the platform and rushed out as a stream of white light.

The Jade Corpse Marquis held up a circular Yin-Yang barrier in his palm. Hundreds of thousands of longevity scriptures were rotating in the barrier, colliding with the eight black torrents created by the eight formation flags.

"boom!"

The two forces collided, and the earth was torn apart.

The eight formation flags were blocked by the Jade Corpse Marquis's supreme Taoist magic, and they shook violently on the Yin-Yang barrier.

Baichuan arrived, showing the peerless style of the first person in the Sword Dao Imperial Court with a population of over 10 billion in 60 years. He pointed his sword finger, and thousands of sword energies condensed behind him, turning into a huge tide and converging at one point.

“Boom!”

The Yin-Yang barrier shattered instantly.

The tide of sword energy was vast and endless, falling on the Jade Corpse Marquis one after another.

Jade Corpse Marquis ignored the sword energy and was forced back by it, his eyes fixed on Bai Chuan across from him. He clenched his right fist, and his jade-like fingers lashed out, accurately hitting Bai Chuan's thrusting sword.

After a ripple of fist power and sword wave.

"Bang!"

Marquis Yu Shi retreated dozens of feet, stood in a bow stance, and countless white marks were left all over his body by the sword energy.

With his hands raised to the sky, his body shone with light and all the white marks disappeared.

Bai Chuan looked at the Jade Corpse Spirit across from him with an expression of disbelief. It was extremely rare for a cultivator of the same realm to be able to take his sword strike without getting hurt.

"He is the Jade Corpse Marquis, who was transcendent in his lifetime."

Qiu Cheng, who had followed Bai Chuan out of Fanye Valley, shouted a warning. Then, along with the others behind him, he rushed north at top speed.

After rushing out for several miles, they were intercepted by a large number of undead marquises who emerged from the ground and flew from the sky.

The war broke out instantly.

On the other side, on the formation platform where only six powerful men were left, six pairs of eyes of the Marquis of the Dead Souls were all looking at the people of Shaoyang Division in the distance.

The bronze gong suspended above the formation platform glowed brighter and brighter. Emperor Wen Gu Hou locked onto the Shaoyang Guards with his mind, intending to cross the void and subdue them with the Wan Zi Qi.

It is worth mentioning that the Four-Eared Ghost Monkey Marquis has rushed down from the formation platform and joined forces with the Jade Corpse Marquis to fight with Baichuan.

Several Taiyin Envoys of the Taiyin Sect also rushed towards the people of the Shaoyang Division in a surrounding posture.

Tang Wanzhou felt a terrifying aura that suffocated her and looked back.

The bronze gong was like a blue moon hanging in the sky, illuminating the mountains and rivers for hundreds of miles.

Even with Baichuan's extraordinary fighting power, he was unable to destroy the formation platform. This was something Tang Wanzhou had not expected.

In her opinion, no matter how conceited Baichuan was, the cultivation strength of the new runner-up had been verified by the Emperor of Martial Arts, and there was no water in it.

"Be careful of the Wan Zi Qi." Tang Wanzhou shouted loudly.

“Boom!”

A purple lightning bolt as thick as a dragon rose from the ground and streaked across the dim sky and earth.

The Purple Sky Thunder Seal flew out, as bright as the purple sun, wrapped in a thundercloud, crossing the blue sky for several miles, and attacking the formation platform shrouded in dark clouds.

The original power of the Wan Zi weapon was stimulated. Just the aura it emitted scared Huo Tianming, the Mao envoy who rushed past Li Weiyi and Qing Zijin, so much that he trembled all over. He didn't even dare to observe the situation and directly escaped into the ground.

How could the six powerful undead on the platform have imagined that there were two humans hiding behind them?

He quickly controlled the bronze gong to resist.

"boom!"

The collision of the two Wanzi artifacts was earth-shattering, like the collision of mountains, and the entire space was shaking.

“Chi!”

From the Purple Sky Thunder Seal, lightning extended out with a crashing sound and landed on the formation platform, severely injuring two corpse lords of enormous origins and piercing the body of a ghost lord at the peak of the second realm, leaving a hole as big as a bucket, and the ghost body then disintegrated.

There was a snap and a crack appeared on the platform below.

Many people were startled by the sudden rise of the Purple Thunder Seal, and all looked towards Li Weiyi and Qing Zijin who were standing under the two doorposts in the distance.

There are five magical energies in total, connected to the Purple Sky Thunder Seal.

The four war corpse puppets are responsible for driving them, and Li Weiyi is responsible for controlling them.

Huanghun stopped, held his breath, and looked at Qingzao and the others: "See?! I told you all, it's not that I was defeated ridiculously, but that these two are truly the strongest in the Shaoyang Guard. The weakest is actually the strongest. The Shaoyang Division is not as simple as you think. They are far more insidious and cunning than we imagined."

"I just don't believe it!"

Huo Tianming emerged from the ground, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"We must capture them and not let them activate the Wan Zi weapon to show off its power." Qing Zao gave the order.

The people of Shaoyang Division were also shocked by Li Weiyi and Qing Zijin who were alone in the deep. They thought they had been captured or had escaped far away.

"The two of them... didn't escape?" Qiu Cheng felt unbelievable.

Liu Ye said, "In the face of danger, not everyone will abandon their comrades. If everyone in the Shaoyang Division possesses this quality, they will truly be able to withstand the test of fire. Only then will we be the true Shaoyang Division."

"boom!"

A ring-shaped fifth-grade thousand-character artifact, covered with sharp serrations, flew from a distance and bombarded Li Weiyi and Qing Zijin.

The two doorposts released defensive formations to block it.

The light burst out and the ground shook violently.

Li Weiyi quickly glanced at the ring-shaped Thousand-Character Device that was blown away, and sighed secretly. The sneak attack did not achieve the ideal results. The distance was too far and the enemy had enough time to react.

Fortunately, the formation has been destroyed.

Half of the six masters who controlled the bronze gong were killed or injured.

Looking around, there were more than ten figures rushing towards them.

The one who just controlled the ring-shaped thousand-character device to attack was Mao Shi Huo Tianming.

"Don't fight with them, go!"

Li Weiyi had a bad premonition and did not want to fight any longer. He took back the Purple Thunder Seal and immediately fled with Qing Zijin under the escort of four war corpses.

"So it's you, the one with the big chest collar. Haha, don't leave. Master Huo swears to heaven that he will never kill you."

Huo Tianming was very afraid of the Purple Sky Thunder Seal, so he kept a distance of several hundred feet and once again launched the ring-shaped Thousand Character Device.

At the same time, Marquis Diwen Gu and two powerful Marquises of the Dead Spirit, riding on bronze gongs, attacked from another direction.

More and more magical weapons were thrown at Li Weiyi and Qing Zijin, more and more, more than a dozen in total, each of which was at least a thousand-character weapon. Wherever they fled, the ground was in ruins.

On the other side, the Shaoyang Division faced the three envoys of the Taiyin Sect, led by Qing Zao, and more than twenty deceased marquises. They also attacked from a distance and were wary.

The battle entered a white-hot stage.

A great immortality technique burst out from the crescent mark between Qiu Cheng's eyebrows: "All of you die."

It was a life-saving trump card left to him by an elder of the Mo Yue clan, who had spent countless efforts on it.

As the great immortality magic was unleashed, a large area was burned to scorched earth, and the entire sky was illuminated by flames.

"Can't you hold it back? Well, I have to use it anyway."

Among the three envoys of the Taiyin Sect, someone also used the unique skills bestowed by the elders. Suddenly, a black curtain spread over an area of ​​dozens of miles, swallowing up the great immortality technique.

Li Weiyi looked at it from afar with a serious expression. He didn't expect that they would be fighting each other with deadly moves just after entering the ancient country of Suiyuexu.

The situation in Shaoyang Division is probably extremely dangerous.

The melodious whistle sounded, playing very lightly and pleasantly, full of joy and happiness.

"It's Mo Duanfeng's whistle."

Baichuan showed a look of joy on his face, and looked in the direction of the sound, only to find that the whistle sound came from the top of one of the three peaks of Fanye Valley. He immediately had a bad premonition in his heart.

A thin, young and elegant figure sat on a metal knife box, playing the flute with ecstasy while admiring the three battlefields below from the cliff at the top of the mountain.

The melodious sound of the flute can be heard thousands of miles away.

The whistle of a sentry spirit is of higher grade than that of a sentry, and its sound can travel farther.

The flute sound stopped abruptly.

Chu Yutian stood up suddenly, smiling and shouting: "Hurry up and force them to use up all their trump cards and killer moves! Then capture them alive one by one. It's fun to see them alive, but it's not fun to see them dead!"

Hearing this voice, everyone below felt their hearts sink to the bottom of the valley.

Mo Duanfeng's whistle was taken away, and he was probably in great danger.

(End of this chapter)