The Jindan cultivators who were originally shouting now looked like ducks with their throats strangled, their faces pale and their eyes full of fear.

“This… How is this possible?!”

"How can these low-level killing formations be integrated?!"

"She... who is she?!"

They were all experienced cultivators, and naturally understood that the gap between low-level and high-level formations could not be made up by quantity.

And now, Xue Qing actually merged dozens of low-level killing formations into a high-level trapping formation in front of them, which completely overturned their cognition!

Jiang Mang's face turned extremely pale. He stared at Xue Qing, his eyes full of fear and disbelief.

He remembered that many years ago, the dazzling woman who was like a goddess, had also set up a killing array in such a nonchalant manner, and played with countless powerful people and evil demons in the palm of her hand.

At that time, he was still a young man just starting out, but he was deeply shocked by Xue Qing's strength and methods, and even pursued her for a hundred years.

But what can be done? The woman who was as beautiful as a green lotus on a snowy mountain only had Chen Yang in her eyes from beginning to end!

Until a hundred years ago, when she and Chen Yang disappeared together, he thought that the other party had died in that battle.

But now, he has to face this woman who once made him in awe, and now she is his enemy!

"Xue Qing... no, Fairy Xue, you... you need to listen to my explanation!" Jiang Mang's voice trembled as he tried to explain something.

However, Xue Qing seemed to have not heard his words at all. She just stared at him coldly without any emotion in her eyes.

"You... do you really want to kill us all?" There was a hint of despair in Jiang Mang's voice.

"Kill them all?"

Xue Qing raised the corner of her mouth in an icy arc, tilted her head slightly, and her phoenix eyes were full of murderous intent.

"If Chen Yang hadn't given you a spiritual root that allowed you to embark on the path of cultivation, you would have long since turned into dry bones under the loess."

"Now you're attacking the man who was your teacher and father, and you're asking me if I want to kill him all?"

"I..." Jiang Mang was speechless.

"Now, it's your turn to pay the price!" Xue Qing's voice was icy cold, like a judgment from the Nine Nether Hell.

The next moment, she suddenly clasped her hands together and uttered a soft cry:

"seal up!"

"Buzz!"

The fused high-level trapping formation shone brightly, trapping Jiang Mang and other Jindan cultivators inside, turning it into a golden cage, completely isolating them from the outside world.

"No! No! Let me out!"

"Damn it! What the hell is this?!"

"Ah! My spiritual power... my spiritual power is being devoured!"

There were bursts of terrified shouts from within the trapped array, but they were soon completely drowned out.

They also noticed something was wrong and hurriedly mobilized all their means to attack the formation.

But at this time, Xue Qing had already completely strengthened the formation, and its type had also changed into a trapping formation, and its strength was far beyond what it had been before!

In addition, this trap array also has the effect of absorbing and releasing their true energy, so they are unable to break through for a while.

Xue Qing stood there, looking at the people struggling in the trapped formation, without a trace of pity in her eyes.

"Don't you like hunting us down?"

She smiled coldly, and her jade-like white palm moved again.

"Then enjoy these last moments!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her face suddenly turned pale, her body swayed slightly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Xue Qing!"

Chen Yang, who had just escaped from the battle circle, was shocked when he saw this. He quickly stepped forward and supported Xue Qing's shaky body.

"How are you?" He looked at Xue Qing's pale face, his eyes full of worry.

"I'm fine..." Xue Qing shook her head, trying hard to suppress the surging blood in her body, and said.

"It's just that I forced the high-level killing array to activate, and there was some backlash."

Chen Yang frowned, looked at Xue Qing worriedly, and asked anxiously, "How are you? Don't force yourself!"

Xue Qing shook her head slightly, with a trace of blood still on the corner of her mouth, but she smiled casually: "I'm fine, just a minor injury, no big deal..."

Looking at Xue Qing's pale face and the blood at the corner of her mouth, Chen Yang felt heartbroken.

He knew that if he forcibly activated a high-level formation, the backlash would be no joke.

This girl is obviously covered in wounds, but she is still forcing herself to smile. It really makes people feel distressed and annoyed.

"Just a minor injury?" There was a barely perceptible hint of anger in Chen Yang's tone.

"Look at you, you're still trying to be brave even in this state!"

Xue Qing wanted to say something, but was stopped by Chen Yang's sharp eyes.

He turned around and swept his cold eyes over the panicked Jindan cultivators trapped in the formation, finally stopping on Jiang Mang.

"I wanted to spare your life, but now it seems I was too merciful!"

Chen Yang said coldly, without a trace of emotion in his tone.

He slowly raised the Seven Deadly Sword in his hand, and the sword body was shining with a faint cold light, as if it was about to drink blood and return in the next second.

Jiang Mang was horrified by Chen Yang's cold eyes, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Jiang Mang's voice was trembling as he shouted in a timid manner.

"I have raised a piece of trash like you in the Floating Light Holy Land for a hundred years. If you dare to touch me, my sister..."

"Shut up!" Chen Yang snorted coldly, too lazy to listen to his nonsense. With a flash of his body, he appeared in front of Jiang Mang like a ghost.

Before Jiang Mang could even react to what was happening, he felt a sharp sword energy coming towards him.

He widened his eyes in horror and tried to dodge, but found that his body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and he could not move.

"It's over..." This was the last thought that flashed through Jiang Mang's mind.

However, at this critical moment, an extremely powerful aura suddenly burst out from Jiang Mang, forcing Chen Yang back several steps.

At the critical moment, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared and stood in front of Jiang Mang.

The figure appeared so quickly that it took less than half a breath.

The tip of Chen Yang's sword almost touched Jiang Mang's throat, but he was repelled by the sudden powerful force and had to take a few steps back. The sword edge left a deep mark on the ground.

"Who is it?"

Chen Yang steadied his body, his eyes as sharp as lightning, staring intently at the figure standing in front of Jiang Mang.

She was a woman wearing a light blue palace dress. She had a beautiful appearance and a cold temperament like a fairy from the Moon Palace, but there was an arrogance between her eyebrows that kept people at a distance.

"Chen Yang, we finally meet again."

A cold voice came from the shadow's mouth, and Jiang Yunlan quietly looked at the man she had admired for a thousand years.

Behind the shadow, Jiang Mang no longer had any of his previous arrogance.

He hid behind the woman, his face pale, his whole body trembling, like a stray dog, and stammered.