Chapter 121: Resist that Qingbai Frost Sword.
The black shadow reacted extremely quickly. Upon hearing her voice, it immediately sped up and rushed towards Hongying.
Hongying got the reminder and quickly jumped up from where he was, sword in hand, turning around to meet the enemy. Zhan Yao, Xiao Yan, Xu Huaiyan and others beside him also held their swords tightly, standing in their positions, ready to assist at any time.
Everyone thought that the black shadow's target was Hongying.
Unexpectedly, just when they felt confident that they could intercept it accurately, the black shadow suddenly changed direction, deviated abruptly from the original straight line, and swiftly passed through the gap between several people, and immediately entered the encirclement they had previously formed with all their strength, and attacked directly in the direction of Xie Hanyi.
Mu Fuyun didn't hesitate at all. He continued to move forward with his sword in hand, chasing the black shadow quickly, trying to stop it before it got close to Xie Hanyi.
In the middle of the encirclement, Xie Hanyi was concentrating, still meticulously wielding the Qingbai Frost Sword in his hand, continuing to use his spiritual power to form sword intent, trying his best to stop the spiritual vein from collapsing.
When spiritual power is being output in large quantities, it cannot be disturbed in the slightest. Otherwise, there is a danger of going astray and having all the meridians destroyed.
Mu Fuyun didn't want Xie Hanyi to be in any danger, so he ignored the exclamations and dissuasion of his fellow disciples, and faced the resistance of the chaotic spiritual energy around him, and used the Hengyu Sword to cut a path.
Maybe it was because her realm had risen recently, but even though her body was still a little weak, she showed greater strength than usual. In a moment, she had caught up with the dark shadow.
She did not dare to be careless and stood several feet in front of the black shadow. In order to move faster, she simply stood still. Spiritual power overflowed from her palms, controlling the Hengyu Sword to hang in the air, and continued to fight with the black shadow.
The black shadows were as light as smoke, gathering and dispersing freely. From time to time, when the sword intent approached, they would quickly disperse, and then when the sword blade was retracted, they would suddenly gather together, trying to entangle it and make it unable to move.
Fortunately, the power of this demonic energy was not very strong, and the Hengyu Sword was not an ordinary sword, but one of the world's famous swords that Xie Hanyi had used. It also contained the internal strength that he had continuously tempered during his many years of use. Coupled with Mu Fuyun's precise control, the Hengyu Sword was not only not entangled, but after a moment of confrontation, it quickly found an opportunity, and a powerful sword intent swept straight over, hitting the core of the black shadow.
The black shadow twisted silently and violently in the air, then dissipated.
Were scattered.
Seeing this, Mu Fuyun breathed a sigh of relief, used his spiritual power to control the Hengyu Sword back to his side, and held it steadily.
She had been too focused just now, her whole body was tense, her meridians were closed, and she was not disturbed by any external objects. At this moment, her body relaxed a little, and she felt belatedly that the chaotic spiritual energy in the air around her seemed to be much stronger than before.
She frowned and paused as she was about to put away her sword. This change was extremely unusual.
Xie Hanyi was sealing this area that was full of holes and constantly collapsing like a sieve. He had just explored the situation below, and the disciples of their three major sects had also searched the nearby area, but no monsters were seen. So where did the monster that she had just driven away come from?
Before she could figure it out, the disciples guarding the periphery suddenly burst into a warning cry of "Be on guard".
In an instant, everyone jumped up from their positions, drew their swords, turned around in a defensive posture, and pointed them in all directions.
In the yellow sand wilderness that was originally empty and normal, for some reason, many dark shadows, some thick and some thin, suddenly appeared and wandered in the air, as if to form a huge cover to cover them all.
"Where did this monster come from!" Xiao Yan was startled and shouted. Although he was standing in the inner circle, he also followed the many disciples on the periphery to swing their swords. Sword techniques attacked in all directions from the formation set up by everyone.
In an instant, sword lights crisscrossed and flashed white in front of people's eyes.
The power condensed from the major formations should not be underestimated. Although the black shadows wandering in the air seem numerous, they are not too powerful. The sword intents that attacked were quickly dissipated.
Everyone was just beginning to calm down, thinking that although the demon's arrival was strange, they had at least managed to keep it out of the formation. But before they could continue to maintain their momentum and disperse all the shadows, the sand-covered ground beneath their feet suddenly shook.
Although separated by a thick layer of yellow sand and rocks, they could all feel the undercurrent surging underneath, as if a powerful spiritual power like huge waves was hitting the rock wall anxiously, causing the entire earth to tremble.
Caught off guard, more than a dozen disciples lost their balance, stumbled, and shifted from their positions in the formation, causing the originally stable and impeccable formation to suddenly have several weak points.
The remaining small half of the monsters sensed this change, and in just a moment, they went from their originally chaotic appearance to becoming fierce and swift. Before the staggering disciples could return to their positions, they followed the gap and drilled into the transparent formation shield at lightning speed.
"Be careful!" someone shouted.
Jiang Hanqiu, who was guarding the center of the formation, reacted extremely quickly. He immediately pointed his sword towards the sky, condensed his spiritual power, and created a bright sword flower that everyone around could see at a glance.
That was the signal for the alert formation. When everyone saw it, they immediately tensed up. Regardless of whether they were disturbed by the earthquake just now, they stood back to their positions as quickly as possible and completed the formation again.
However, they were one step too late. No matter how powerful the formation was, it could only resist external threats. As for the monsters that had already penetrated it, everyone could no longer change their positions at will and was almost helpless.
"Xie Daojun, be careful!" Several monsters have reached the west. The demon cultivators responsible for guarding this place immediately became alert, and at the same time did not forget to remind Xie Hanyi, who was in the center of the formation and needed protection the most.
Everyone thought that the ultimate target of these monsters must be Xie Hanyi, so everyone was concentrating, guarding their own positions while releasing their spiritual sense as much as possible to care about Xie Hanyi's situation.
But Mu Fuyun, who should have been most concerned about Xie Hanyi, remained silent.
Although this is a critical moment and Xie Hanyi cannot afford any mistakes, as a rare sword cultivator in the world, even if his spiritual power is being lost in large quantities and he is unable to concentrate, the power that overflowed when he sealed it is enough to make these vulnerable monsters unable to withstand it. How can they hurt him?
Mu Fuyun stood in the formation and quickly figured this out. He said "Not good" in his heart, and did not dare to hesitate. He ignored the formation and suddenly jumped out, starting to chop at the monsters with his sword.
However, although there were not many monsters, they were very scattered. She was inside the formation and had to take care of Xie Hanyi who was being sealed, so she did not dare to make any big movements.
"What are you doing!" Elder Qin saw this, his eyes widened, and he demanded sternly, "Quickly return to your position!"
Mu Fuyun ignored his questioning, still keeping his body tense, and tried his best to attack the scattered and disorderly monsters.
Seeing this, Hongying and others, perhaps because they were used to trusting Mu Fuyun, subconsciously wanted to help her disperse the monsters in the formation, but were sternly stopped by Mu Fuyun.
"Don't come over here, stay outside!"
Right now, there are still countless monsters outside the formation. If they come to help, there will be loopholes in the formation, and the monsters blocked outside will definitely take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in as they did just now. This will make everyone even more confused.
Zhan Yao quickly understood what she meant, and stood still to defend her position. At the same time, she tried her best to divert her attention to help Hongying and the others fill the gap left by her distraction just now, and wait for them to quickly return to their positions.
The only vacancy left by Mu Fuyun has not been filled yet.
Seeing that the monsters wandering outside were approaching and were about to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in, Zhan Yao pushed herself hard in a hurry, trying to force out another stream of spiritual power from her dantian and output it from her palms to fill the empty space left by Mu Fuyun.
Although she has reached the Nascent Soul stage and has always been the best among her peers, the sophistication of the Tianyan Formation has been honed over hundreds of years. Every position is an important link and none of them can be missing. It is really too much to ask her to fill the gap left by two people with her own strength.
Moreover, if one applies pressure by force and accidentally damages the inner elixir, the cultivation that one has worked so hard to build up will be destroyed.
Not only her, but the fellow disciples around her were also nervous for her. They kept their positions tightly, held their breath, and paid close attention to Zhan Yao's situation, secretly worrying about her.
Hongying stood beside Xiao Yan, holding a sword in one hand and couldn't help but tightly pinch Xiao Yan's arm with the other hand.
Although Xiao Yan was always startled and couldn't keep secrets, at this moment he gritted his teeth, his face flushed red, and he didn't dare to make a sound.
Hundreds of eyes were all on Zhan Yao, fearing that something might happen to her again.
"Apparently!" One or two disciples couldn't help but murmur.
Amidst these gazes and voices, Zhan Yao was completely focused, her brows were tightly furrowed, forming deep wrinkles, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
The harmonious spiritual power in the dantian was swirling rapidly. Under the strong willpower, the center of the vortex began to slowly split into two, filling the other gap.
“Success!”
"I knew it would work!"
In the formation, several disciples couldn't help but cheer, but they didn't dare to be distracted and soon focused on the formation again.
Seeing that the formation was held, Mu Fuyun in the encirclement took advantage of this period of time to temporarily drive the disordered monsters in the formation to a smaller area, intending to eliminate them all with one sword.
During her observation just now, she had realized that these monsters that appeared out of nowhere seemed to be cooperating with the spiritual energy that was scattered and colliding around. The person behind the scenes seemed to be able to control the monsters and stir up the spiritual veins. And these monsters that rushed into the formation did not seem to be directly targeting Xie Hanyi, but the spiritual veins and seals under the yellow sand.
Back then, Kun Sheyang had once attempted to overturn the spiritual veins of the Western Extreme. But I just heard that the remnant soul that escaped from the seal had dissipated after the Sect Master risked his life...
Vague thoughts and doubts flashed through his mind quickly, but he couldn't think about the key points in detail. He just swung his sword and let the condensed sword intent pierce through at the most precise angle.
Most of the black fog dissipated under the sword's power, and it seemed that it was no longer a threat. Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the remaining wisps unexpectedly did not try to attack anyone again. Instead, they gathered together along the yellow sand, quickly drilled through the gravel, and disappeared before everyone's sight.
"No, gone?"
"Is this... a retreat?"
"Even if I hide in the sand, I can't dig any deeper..."
Xiao Yan and Hong Ying widened their eyes, a little confused.
Now is the final moment for Xie Hanyi to form a seal, and under the thick yellow sand is the spiritual vein that is constantly collapsing and being sealed. Mu Fuyun is not familiar with the direction of the underground spiritual vein. If he wants to immediately look for those slippery monsters like loaches under the yellow sand, he may accidentally touch something he shouldn't touch and interfere with Xie Hanyi's seal.
"There are only a few insignificant remnants left. They should not be able to hurt Uncle Xie." Xu Huaiyan guessed.
"It's time to return to your position." Jiang Hanqiu, who was at the center of the formation, reminded in a deep voice.
Mu Fuyun obviously thought the same. After quickly weighing the pros and cons, she decided not to delve into it further for the time being. She turned around and retreated to her own position in the formation - on that side, Zhan Yao had been holding on for her for a while.
At this moment, the sand beneath my feet shook again. Unlike the previous earthquakes, this one was slightly milder.
No one took it to heart, except Mu Fuyun and Zhan Yao, who were at the handover position. They paused at the same time, looked at each other, and became alert at the same time.
Soon, in the chaos of spiritual energy rushing around, a rich, pure and attractive spiritual energy suddenly appeared.
Spiritual energy is the source of supply for cultivators to practice and advance. Just now, facing the powerful and chaotic spiritual power, everyone relied on their strong will to resist the temptation and set up a solid formation. Now, the spiritual power diffused in the surroundings is extremely pure, as if it had been refined by someone, and it can already flow into the meridians without the cultivators even having to work hard to refine it.
Such a huge temptation is truly not something that can be resisted by ordinary willpower alone. All those present have gone through numerous screenings to enter the inner sect of Tianyan. They are already one in a million in the world of immortal cultivation. In the face of such temptation, they still cannot help themselves.
"careful!"
Mu Fuyun and Zhan Yao shouted almost simultaneously, trying to alert their fellow disciples to their true feelings. Meanwhile, Jiang Hanqiu, like before, held his sword in a flowery display, attempting to calm everyone with his dazzling brilliance.
However, except for disciples with higher cultivation levels such as Chu Ye, Song Xinghe, and Yun Ni, most of the disciples could not resist the temptation. A few of them were still conscious, but their bodies had uncontrollably assumed a meditation posture and began to greedily grab the endless pure spiritual power around them.
One by one, they crouched down and sat down, and the formation soon became untenable. While the encirclement remained, it was effectively shattered. Strange phenomena appeared one after another in the sky, all caused by the disciples, aided by their spiritual power, effortlessly breaking through the boundaries.
Without the protection of the formation, Xie Hanyi fought alone with no way to retreat.
"Master!" Mu Fuyun's whole heart was on him, and he wished he could turn into that formation to protect him.
However, her meridians were damaged and her foundation was weak. She had recently advanced and been injured repeatedly. At this moment, she was able to keep her mind clear by relying on her strong willpower, but her body was no longer under her control. At this moment, she held the sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword was poked into the sand, buried deep in it, but it could no longer support the weight of her whole body.
The spiritual energy around her surged like a spring, enveloping her. Like everyone else, she fell into the sand and began to irresistibly absorb the pure spiritual energy around her.
She felt as if her consciousness and body were being cut apart by a sharp knife. The blood in her damaged meridians surged, sometimes icy cold and sometimes like magma pouring down.
As his cultivation level increases, the spiritual platform that he built with great difficulty is shaky due to the fragility of his meridians and may collapse at any time, making all his efforts go to waste.
But she just couldn't stop!
The sky was constantly changing, and soon clouds gathered from all directions, surging above her head, as if another thunderstorm was about to strike.
But right now, there were too many people advancing, and clusters of clouds were scattered everywhere, making it difficult to take in the sight. Everyone was busy dealing with them and rarely noticed her abnormality.
On the contrary, Xie Hanyi, who was not far away, seemed to have sensed something. He quickly touched his heart, glanced in her direction, and then turned back quickly.
Perhaps it was because of the churning spiritual energy in his body, but Mu Fuyun's vision was a little blurry. He could only barely see his cold face, but could not meet his gaze.
"No, no, leave me alone..."
She reluctantly raised her hand to touch the crystal piece on her heart, wanting to tear it off. She didn't want Xie Hanyi to sense her fluctuations through that wisp of spiritual consciousness. Even if the thunder tribulation was right in front of her, she might not be able to withstand it.
At this moment, an extremely thin sword intent came rapidly from the direction of Xie Hanyi and hit her fingertips. It was like a needle and caused a sharp pain, which made her loosen her strength and failed to tear off the crystal piece.
At the same moment, Xie Hanyi's usually precise control was momentarily lost due to a momentary distraction. Under the spiritual vein, the monsters immediately took advantage of the gaps and burrowed into the sand near him, wreaking havoc on the original seal.
His whole body trembled, and his movements froze. Then, under the impact, a thin trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Xie, Junior Brother!" Jiang Hanqiu was also trying his best to resist the intrusion from the outside world. Seeing that Xie Hanyi looked abnormal, he hurriedly tried his best to get closer and throw a magic weapon in his direction, trying to suppress the spiritual power that was constantly vibrating in his meridians.
Unexpectedly, the magic weapon was not thrown far before it was intercepted by a black shadow that was rushing over. It was Cang Yan.
"Don't use any external force to interfere with Daojun Xie now!" He stood in front of Jiang Hanqiu with a stern face, stopping him. "Daojun has just been affected by the monster and injured himself. If you forcefully interfere again, those remaining monsters will take advantage of the opportunity to enter and destroy his meridians and spiritual energy!"
Jiang Hanqiu paused, and when he saw his cold face, he realized that he had indeed been impulsive. Then he calmed down and thought quickly about what else he should do to help Xie Hanyi.
For now, I'm afraid the only thing I can do is try my best to alleviate Xie Hanyi's worries.
She swallowed a few pills, forcibly closed her meridians, and kept protecting the disciples around her with her hands, while looking in the direction of Mu Fuyu - that was probably the person Xie Hanyi was most concerned about at the moment.
However, the situation was too chaotic, with disciples in need of help everywhere, making it difficult to spare the time to protect Mu Fuyun.
"That child, it looks like he can't hold on any longer..."
She gritted her teeth and was about to make a decision when she suddenly saw several figures heading towards Mu Fuyun one after another. They were Chu Ye, Song Xinghe, and - Cang Yan!
They stopped beside Mu Fuyun and sat facing her. With the exception of Cang Yan, who had the highest level of cultivation and was still able to maintain a certain level of concentration amidst the rapidly flowing spiritual energy, Chu Ye and Song Xinghe were both pale. Even so, they forced themselves to remain steady, their backs straight, and sat beneath the thundercloud that enveloped Mu Fuyun.
"This is... going to take the thunder tribulation for her." Jiang Hanqiu murmured upon seeing this.
She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not go over there. Instead, she chose to stay where she was and protect the more disciples around her. They were all Tian Yan's children, and as an elder, she had to do her best to protect every one of them, no matter who they were.
Soon, rumbling thunder mixed with the sounds of sand and stones rubbing and colliding began to appear one after another.
The first to endure the thunder tribulation were mostly the disciples who had reached the Golden Core stage and the Nascent Soul stage. Gradually, the lower-level and higher-level disciples followed suit. Mu Fuyun's thunder tribulation was among them.
She was so weak that she could only sit there and meditate, trying her best to summon her willpower to resist some of the pressure from the spiritual power. This slowed down her advancement, but she could no longer do anything else.
The first bolt of lightning was blocked by the formation set up by Cang Yan, which mostly blocked its power for her. When it landed on her, she only felt a slight pain.
A few people thought that this was the end, but they saw the thick clouds above their heads rolling for a while, lingering and showing no sign of dispersing.
"The dark clouds are not dispersing, and there is still hope for advancement!" Chu Ye gritted his teeth and stared at the unpredictable clouds above his head. His already solemn expression became even more tense. This was not a good sign.
"She can't bear it." Song Xinghe obviously realized the seriousness of the situation. He endured the churning of spiritual power in his body and quickly sealed several of his meridians, forcibly blocking the possibility of his advancement.
The two brothers looked at each other, and there was a rare tacit understanding of mutual compromise.
They knew that Mu Fuyun feared not only the thunder tribulation but also her damaged bones. The only way to temporarily save her life was to connect with someone else's meridians and absorb the impact of this spiritual energy.
Cang Yan's indifferent eyes swept over the two of them. He knew their plan without asking. Seeing that the two of them had already gathered their luck, one in front and one behind, two invisible spiritual powers overflowed from their palms. As they flowed through the air, they caused slow fluctuations in the air, enveloping Mu Fuyu.
When the constantly fluctuating airflow finally connected with Mu Fuyun, Cang Yan's eyes fixed and he immediately became alert.
The meridians are connected, which is equivalent to using their two bodies to temporarily fill in her missing meridians and bones.
She was born with a sword body, and even though her bones were incomplete before, she could still advance rapidly. Now that her spiritual power is flowing smoothly, the speed of advancement will be even faster.
Sure enough, after just a few moments, the thick clouds above once again flashed golden sparks - another thunder tribulation was brewing!
Cang Yan repaired the formation that had just been shattered into pieces and was ready to fight again.
A loud bang, mixed in with the sounds that came one after another in the dim sky, was not drowned out by them, but instead became more eye-catching.
The formation was broken loose again. Chu Ye and Song Xinghe gathered their strength while helping Mu Fuyun to bear the residual power after the formation was penetrated.
In this way, the thunderstorms continued intermittently and lasted for a long time.
Even as a Demon Lord, Cang Yan couldn't withstand the might of the thunderbolts. He also focused a lot of his attention on his subordinates, which was the Demon Lord's duty. At this moment, facing the thunderbolts, he was already struggling.
Chu Ye and Song Xinghe in the formation gradually endured more and more pressure from the heavenly thunder.
Their faces, normal as always, turned pale and frail. Blood oozed from the corners of their mouths, like a trickle, leaving glaring marks on their pale jaws. Their cultivation was already top-tier among their peers, but in the face of Mu Fuyun's ever-increasing realm, it gradually became insignificant. They were forced to take the elixirs they carried with them to prolong their lives while using their respective magical instruments and treasures to temporarily hold off the attack.
The movement here has attracted the attention of many people.
Zhan Yao stared at the thunderclouds that hung in the sky for a long time, frowning and muttering, "If this continues, won't I be able to reach the Mahayana stage and transcend the tribulation to ascend? How can I bear this..."
Looking at the entire world of immortal cultivation, there are very few cultivators who can reach the immortal realm. It is not enough to rely on them to hold on.
Unless the spirit vein is repaired quickly and a new seal is placed to suppress the overflowing spirit energy, ending the chaotic situation—
Zhan Yao tried her best to stay awake, and her gaze shifted again to Xie Hanyi, who was fighting alone in the messy Tianyan formation.
Unlike the battle of Chang Geng many years ago when he killed the enemy with one sword, this time, Xie Daojun did not have sword skills that amazed the entire world of immortal cultivation, nor did he have countless powerful people rushing in front of him. All success or failure depended on him alone.
In the eyes of the few people who could still keep their minds clear, Xie Hanyi did not seem to be disturbed too much. His sword intent was still condensed, his spiritual power was still controlled freely, and the seal was almost complete. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to regain control of the situation in another half hour.
However, Zhan Yao was careful, and after watching for a while, she had a strange premonition -
"Time...is running out."
At Mu Fuyun's rate of advancement, she probably wouldn't be able to hold out for more than half an hour. Xie Daojun cared so much about her, he certainly wouldn't want anything to happen to her...
As she expected, Xie Hanyi was trying his best to speed up.
The small piece of crystal left next to Mu Fuyun allowed him to know her condition at any time. When he sensed that she wanted to take off the crystal, he knew that she could not hold on. At this moment, he seemed calm and unperturbed, but in fact he was more worried about her condition than anyone else.
He knew time was precious, and that every minute she spent there would put her in greater danger. However, at the current rate of progress, he feared it would be too late.
The only solution now was to cut off his wrists and tails like a brave warrior in order to survive - in the battle of Chang Geng, the spiritual veins here had long been connected to his meridians. If he gave up on saving most of his meridians, he would not have to be restricted when he took action.
The thought flashed through his mind, and Xie Hanyi did not hesitate, without even taking a second look at Mu Fuyun's condition. He simply released most of his protection and focused all his energy on the spiritual vein.
Without the shackles, the energy in his meridians flowed rapidly, and the blood that had been suppressed by the cold pond water for many years surged up, with the temperature of magma, burning through his body again and again, burning his skin that was originally as white as ice and snow with a strange crimson color.
Many disciples with advanced cultivation and good talent could sense within a few moments that the once overwhelmingly dense spiritual energy around them was gradually becoming calmer. Although it was very slow, this subtle change was enough to awaken a few people's consciousness, allowing them to regain their energy and slowly regain control of their bodies after uncontrollably absorbing spiritual energy.
"The Dao Lord has the situation under control!"
After a while, the disciple who recovered first shouted as loud as he could to boost everyone's morale.
More and more people began to regain their sanity and tried to break free from the influence of the spiritual energy surrounding them.
They have not yet realized that this slow change was achieved at the cost of Xie Hanyi's own self-harm.
Mu Fuyun, who was in agony, noticed it.
Her body could hardly move, her five senses were not as sharp as before, and her vision was foggy and she could not see clearly, but she could feel that Xie Hanyi must have hurt herself!
“Master…”
Thunderclouds gathered overhead, sparks flashed, and a thunderbolt seemed about to strike. The three people surrounding her had already been severely damaged by the previous lightning strikes. Seeing that she was as fragile as thin ice and still thinking about Xie Hanyi, they felt a little uneasy. They were also worried that she would panic and lose her composure, which would ruin everything. They hurriedly wanted to warn her.
However, before he could open his mouth, Mu Fuyun had already gathered his mind and concentrated all his remaining strength on circulating the spiritual energy in his body.
She had never been one to act on impulse. The more critical the situation, the more she would remind herself to stay awake. Her master had protected her so much, she would never let his efforts go to waste.
Song Xinghe felt an unbearable pain in his chest from the power of the thundercloud, and he couldn't help but stop practicing. However, he saw that Mu Fuyun had regained his concentration. He couldn't help but cover his chest, feeling surprised and a little uncomfortable.
Mu Fuyun has always been so calm since she entered Tianyan, as if she had been in the Tao for a hundred years. Her heart is as steady as a rock, and nothing can cause any ripples in her heart - only Xie Hanyi is different.
For example, at this moment, she was rarely flustered for a moment, but was able to adjust herself so quickly. It must be because of her care for Xie Hanyi, right?
Song Xinghe's eyes dimmed, and he inadvertently met the gazes of Chu Ye and Cang Yan. He glanced at them lightly, then looked away at the same time and continued to regulate his breathing and luck.
More and more disciples around him woke up, and at Mu Fuyun's place, although the thunder had slowed down a bit, it was still striking down one after another.
The protective circle they set up became more and more fragile, and the pain they suffered became more and more unbearable. Chu Ye and Song Xinghe both had dim eyes and purple faces, and it was difficult for them to even raise their hands. Even Cang Yan's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he looked as pale as paper.
Mu Fuyun, who was sitting in the middle, had even hunched his back, which was usually straight when he was meditating. He had already lowered his head and arms, and did not move, as if he had lost consciousness and fallen into a coma.
She's dying.
It has reached its limit. If there is one more thunder, the spiritual platform will collapse and the meridians will burst.
Others may not know, but the three people around him can vaguely feel it.
In a moment, they saw thunderclouds rolling overhead again, and a light with sparks was already leaping out from the thick clouds, like a giant snake spitting out its tongue. The three of them looked at each other again and felt despair.
Is there really no solution? Will it be like when the secret realm collapsed, watching Mu Fuyue die without being able to do anything, or even more painful and regretful?
As the thunderclouds shifted, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but ultimately he could not escape regret and hatred.
If you really can't get through it, then pay with your life...
The clouds were surging and thunder was brewing. A golden light as thick as a bowl shot out from the dark clouds and headed straight for Mu Fuyu in the middle. The three people around him almost jumped up at the same time and tried to block it, but they were brutally cut by the lightning.
The enormous force knocked them to the ground, and blood quickly dripped from their Taoist robes and seeped into the sand.
Golden sand danced in the wind, blocking their view.
Some of the disciples who had resumed their activities noticed something was wrong and wanted to rush to help, but they didn't know what else to do.
The sharp and terrifying golden light approached rapidly, and everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion.
At this moment, there was a short sound of breaking through the air, and something came from far away and blocked Mu Fuyun's head.
The violent thunder struck them right on top, emitting a sharp metallic buzzing sound and a dazzling white light. Everyone fell to the ground and instinctively closed their eyes and covered their ears, but they still could not avoid the power of the collision between the two.
Everything between heaven and earth becomes less real.
The dazzling white and gold intertwined, obscuring everyone's senses.
In the haze, Mu Fuyun felt that the strong spiritual power that had been oppressing her surroundings was like the fog after the rain, which was illuminated by the sunlight shining through the clouds.
She tried to look up and look at the light blocking her head.
The silver-white blade, the dark black hilt, and the fine white frost and snow particles covering it—
That is the Blue White Frost Sword.
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