Chapter 126 Chapter 126 Battle 1: Penglai Bones Do Not Bend...
Pei Zichen listened without saying anything, simply staring at the man before him. Seeing him remain motionless, Jiang Zhaoxue seemed to feel the words were too heavy, so she changed her stance and said, "Just kidding. For things like this, just do your best."
As she spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue felt her voice transmission jade token move. She took it out and swiped it with her finger. Ye Tianjiao's voice immediately jumped out, saying happily, "Sister, the Crossing Wrath Pond has been repaired. Come over."
Jiang Zhaoxue responded, turned to look at Pei Zichen, and was about to speak when she saw Pei Zichen take out a glass ball.
"What's this?"
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't see what was inside the glass ball, but she could see something floating. Pei Zichen took her hand and placed the glass ball in her hands, saying softly, "This is my gift to you. Once the restrictions are lifted, crush it and you'll see what's inside."
Jiang Zhaoxue raised an eyebrow: "So mysterious?"
Pei Zichen smiled and said nothing more. He stood up and pulled Jiang Zhaoxue up, saying gently, "Let's go."
When the two of them rushed to the Duyuan Pool together, Ye Tianjiao and Jiang Zhaoyue were standing by the pool, looking at the constructed magic circle in silence.
The Duyuan Pool is a huge pit about three hundred feet wide and a thousand feet deep. There are four long roads on the top leading to the center. In the center is a square magic circle about thirty feet long and wide, with an ice coffin placed in the center of the magic circle.
Every inch of the Crossing Resentment Pool is covered with talismans, and the central magic circle is stacked layer upon layer. Although nothing can be seen on the ice coffin, it is actually the strongest part of the entire Crossing Resentment Pool's defensive magic circle.
"The magic circle is still a little weak to isolate the resentment," Ye Tianjiao sighed and said helplessly, "but there is no other way."
"Time is too short. Senior, you've done your best." Jiang Zhaoyue said respectfully, as if he was indifferent to life and death. "What happens next depends on luck."
Ye Tianjiao listened, looked at the Duyuan Pond in front of him, thought for a long time, turned his eyes to Jiang Zhaoyue, and said softly: "Master Jiang, I have an unreasonable request."
"Senior, please feel free to speak."
"This Resentment Pool is connected to me. If anything unexpected happens, it will drain all my cultivation, and I will become a useless person."
Ye Tianjiao looked at the Duyuan Pond calmly, as if remembering something, and said calmly, "Here is a soul-locking talisman. I used this method to lock Li Xiuji back then. Now, if the time is right..."
Ye Tianjiao handed a talisman to Jiang Zhaoyue and said seriously, "Young Master Jiang, please use this talisman. It can lock Song Wulan for a moment, and then we can kill him on the spot."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhaoyue looked down at the talisman in Ye Tianjiao's hand.
As a skilled talisman cultivator, he could naturally discern the contents of the talisman. He couldn't help but frown and hesitated, "Senior, locking souls together means both the good and the bad will perish..."
"I know."
Ye Tianjiao responded calmly and smiled: "But, I live for this day."
He survived Dingkun's needle all those years ago just to kill Tianming on this day.
He wanted to seek justice for his brother, his fellow disciples, and the millions of people of his time.
Jiang Zhaoyue looked at the man in front of him without any hesitation. After hesitating for a long time, he finally took the talisman and whispered, "I will go with you, Senior."
Ye Tianjiao was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud: "That's a bit of a loss."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard voices coming from a distance.
Jiang Pingsheng arrived first, followed by Pei Zichen and Jiang Zhaoxue. The four of them landed on the central formation of the Crossing Wrath Pond. Jiang Zhaoxue looked at Ye Tianjiao and Jiang Zhaoyue and jokingly said, "What are you doing? You seem to be having a great time."
Jiang Zhaoyue froze when he heard that. Ye Tianjiao gave Jiang Zhaoyue a look, and Jiang Zhaoyue put away the talisman without leaving a trace.
Ye Tianjiao turned to look at Jiang Zhaoxue, put on a relaxed smile, and said nonchalantly: "Nothing, just discussing with Young Master Jiang about going to Penglai to enjoy the mountains and rivers after the matter is completed."
"I'm still thinking about traveling before I finish my work." Jiang Zhaoxue knew that he must not be as simple as he said, but she didn't want to delve into it. She said casually, "Stop talking nonsense and get ready."
"good."
Ye Tianjiao nodded and directed everyone, saying, "Then please follow me and form a formation in the four directions. Once we have completed the formation, the ice coffin will open automatically. Shi Cang, you can try to enter the body in the ice coffin."
As he spoke, Ye Tianjiao's expression became solemn. He glanced around and said seriously, "But there is one thing I must make clear to everyone. After Shi Cang enters the body, the resentment will be forced to overflow due to repulsion and sealed into the Crossing Resentment Pool. The power of the magic circle under the ice coffin will support Shi Cang's initial fusion with the physical body. At the same time, the resentment we have converted will turn into new power and continuously enter Shi Cang's physical body, maintaining and supporting Shi Cang's physical body, allowing him to continue to stay in it. But now the Crossing Resentment Pool is also temporarily completed. Both the magic circle that seals the resentment and the spiritual energy circle that supports Shi Cang's physical body are incomplete, so the two are circulating and cannot afford any mistakes."
Ye Tianjiao raised his hand and waved, and the surrounding magic circle lit up. He continued, "And the four of us will each suppress the resentment in our own area. In other words, each of us must transfer the suppressed resentment in our own resentment pool before we can leave."
"To put it simply, you must consume a quarter of your resentment each time before you can leave someone."
Jiang Zhaoxue understood and concluded, "In the beginning, no one could leave."
"That's right," Jiang Zhaoyue nodded, adding, "Once we leave, the balance will be broken. The resentment will break through the seal and directly attack Pei Zichen's body. With our current strength, we won't be able to protect his body. By then, his body will shatter, and his soul will be corroded by the resentment, and all our efforts will be in vain."
After these words were spoken, everyone's expressions became solemn. Only Pei Zichen remained as if he was not involved in the matter. He said calmly, "Time is running out. Let's get started."
No one said much. Jiang Zhaoxue took a deep breath and walked to the center of the magic circle on the side.
Everyone stood still, then formed seals together and sat down cross-legged.
The moment he sat down, all the long Taoist magic arrays above the Duyuan Pool lit up with brilliant light, and four layers of transparent film were spread out one by one, like an unbreakable wall of light, spread above the Duyuan Pool.
Then the ice coffin slowly opened, revealing the body of a young man.
He had obviously been frozen for a long time, with ice crystals on his brows, handsome features, and a handsome appearance. It was Pei Zichen's original body.
This body had been nourished and repaired with spiritual medicines all along, and was now extremely perfect. Pei Zichen knew at a glance how much effort Jiang Zhaoxue had put into it.
"Try to go in first."
Ye Tianjiao spoke and gave instructions.
Pei Zichen listened, floated his soul above the physical body, and tentatively probed his soul into the body.
As soon as he touched this body, Pei Zichen felt a biting coldness coming over him, and he was madly rejecting himself.
Pei Zichen frowned slightly, and Ye Tianjiao beside him closed his eyes and explained, "Your resentment is too strong. When you approach this body, it will forcibly reject the resentment in your body. The process will be somewhat painful, but you cannot retreat, you can only move forward."
He understood what Ye Tianjiao said, and he had no intention of retreating. He just forced his soul, which had completely merged with the divine shell, to move closer to his body along with the divine shell and squeeze into his body.
The moment his soul touched his body, his body seemed to be suddenly awakened, and all its strength was used to repel the resentment in his body!
He struggled forward, squeezing into his body bit by bit. At the same time, the resentment in his body seemed to become long hairs that penetrated into his sea of consciousness and bone marrow, and were tightly grasped by someone, trying to tear them off.
But each strand of resentment was too deeply embedded, forming a tangled web, entwined within his sea of consciousness. As his body forcibly expelled it, each strand became exceedingly difficult to tear away. The expelled resentment desperately sought to penetrate his soul, and Pei Zichen, reckless, pressed its way into his flesh. The two forces intertwined within his soul, scraping at his bones like a knife, leaving blood dripping.
He was used to enduring pain, and even his eyes couldn't help but reveal the pain surging in his eyes.
Jiang Zhaoxue opened her eyes and looked at the soul being torn apart in front of her. Seeing Pei Zichen frowning, she pursed her lips.
Then there was a barely audible sound from the body, and Pei Zichen's body seemed to crack like a bottle of fine porcelain, with the cracks spreading like a spider web.
"Open the spirit gathering array!"
Ye Tianjiao spoke immediately, and everyone's hands were flying with hand seals. The blue magic circle under the ice coffin suddenly burst out with light, and countless ice-blue rays gushed out from the magic circle, entangling Pei Zichen's body, frantically repairing the cracks that were constantly appearing and deepening.
Those rays of light were like pipes that transported spiritual power. The vast spiritual power flowed into Pei Zichen's body along the pipes. As the spiritual power was transported, the black resentment was forced out of his soul.
As more resentment was expelled from the body, the surrounding temperature began to drop rapidly, accompanied by a fishy stench and black mist, which spread above the entire Resentment Pool.
The more Pei Zichen's soul entered his body, the more crazy the resentment became. Pei Zichen also clearly felt that his body's rejection and resistance to him became stronger, making every inch of his soul seem to be squeezed and crushed in the extremely dense space.
He was in so much pain that his consciousness was a little unclear. Jiang Zhaoxue raised her hand and made a stroke. A clear light poured down from above. Jiang Zhaoxue put her fingers together and pointed to the side of her lips, saying seriously: "Heaven has called you, to clear your heart and relieve the pain."
She couldn't completely isolate or divert this level of pain, and using her spiritual power on such things would only make her vulnerable to backlash.
But she couldn't just ignore it, so she could only minimize his pain.
The clear light sprinkled down on the snow, and Pei Zichen's expression instantly became clearer. He clearly felt that there was only a thin layer between his soul and his body, and he could completely enter. Although his body would always reject it, only after he entered could he completely remove the resentment.
He gritted his teeth and forced himself to go down until the last moment!
The moment the soul completely entered the body, the black resentment was like long hair being tightly grasped by someone, and along with the scalp and flesh, it was suddenly pulled off as if peeling off the skin!
"roll!!!"
Pei Zichen burst out with fierce curses, rarely losing his composure. At that moment, the resentment and blood were completely separated from his soul, and Pei Zichen's soul completely entered his body!
Resentment rose to the sky, and everyone sat and stood in the strong wind, completely enveloped by the foul and resentful power.
Jiang Zhaoxue formed seals with his hands and shouted urgently, "Open the formation!"
As the sound fell, the golden formation spread out around the Crossing Resentment Pool shot up into the sky and instantly transformed into a vortex with a huge suction force, sucking the resentment into the Crossing Resentment Pool.
The overwhelming resentment immediately filled the Crossing Resentment Pool, and then the four golden formations immediately linked together, turning into an iron wall, and finally gathered into four beams of light, lighting up from under the feet of Jiang Zhaoxue and the other four.
The moment the four beams of light ascended, Jiang Zhaoxue could sense a surging wave of evil thoughts surging from the depths of the Resentment Pool. Immediately, Jiang Zhaoxue formed a spell to calm her mind, listening to Ye Tianjiao's loud voice amidst the raging wind: "These are all the resentments we need to help him transcend. Only after transcendence will Pei Zichen have the strength to maintain his physical body. His body is depleting too quickly, and it will shatter if he continues!"
Everyone knew that what Ye Tianjiao said was true. At this moment, Pei Zichen's body in the ice coffin was convulsing violently, with bones breaking and flesh bursting one after another. Blood smeared all over the ice coffin with his twitching movements, dyeing the entire ice coffin a hazy blood color, which was frightening to look at through the resentment.
The speed of spiritual energy supply was far behind the speed of his body's damage, and the strength of the resentment was far beyond their expectations, frantically attacking the not-so-solid barrier.
The only way now is to quickly transform these resentful forces to support Pei Zichen's body. This will not only weaken the resentful forces, but also give Pei Zichen more time to merge with his body.
Everyone tried their best to cast spells to dispel the resentful power. Their faces turned pale, veins bulged on their foreheads, and sweat slowly soaked through their long gowns.
Pei Zichen's body in the ice coffin was about to crack, and the barrier of the Crossing Resentment Pool was also pushed up by the resentment like surging magma.
At the critical moment, a loud "boom" suddenly came from outside, shaking the entire Duyuan Pool!
This loud noise came from the mountain protection formation, and everyone was startled.
But before everyone could react, a second loud noise was heard.
This loud noise was accompanied by the sound of the mountain protection formation's barrier shattering. Silla Yi's unique resentment swept over her. Then, she saw the light and shadow of Qingye suddenly leap out of the air. Behind her were densely packed ferocious corpses being held back by her disciples. While she was beheading the ferocious corpses that crowded around her, she said anxiously, "My Lady, this is bad. Silla Yi has arrived early!"
After these words came out, Jiang Zhaoxue was confused.
Arrived early?
How come they came early?
Ye Tianjiao was so shocked that he almost jumped up and immediately asked, "Why is she here?! How did she get here?!"
"I don't know either."
Qingye panted, with fear in his eyes, and whispered: "But...but Silla Yi is too strong. The mountain protection formation couldn't withstand a single blow. Now the fierce corpses are rushing up. Without the mountain protection formation, we can't hold on. Should we retreat or not?"
The mountain protection formation was broken in one blow.
This strength was far beyond everyone's imagination, and everyone was shocked when they heard it.
Everyone looked at the densely packed "people" rushing up behind Qingye. Their eyes bulged, their long tongues hung out, their faces were ferocious, but their movements were extremely swift.
These are all evil corpses refined by Xinluo Yi using disciples from the True Immortal Realm. They were elite disciples when they were alive, and now after being made into puppets, they are not afraid of life or death, nor of pain. They are several times more ferocious than cultivators of the same level.
The ferocious corpses rushed over like a tide. The cultivators in the Nine Netherworld Realm first used the Yin Zhixian to block them outside, but they soon devoured the Yin Zhixian and surged to the foot of the mountain.
Qingye's voice became anxious, and he hurriedly said, "Lady!"
"retreat."
Seeing this, Jiang Zhaoxue spoke without hesitation.
Ye Tianjiao looked over in shock and couldn't help but exclaim: "Sister, it's only been less than an hour!"
In less than an hour, the first mountain protection formation was shattered and they retreated directly to the second line of defense.
The second defensive formation is more fragile than the first mountain protection formation. After relying mainly on the mountain protection formation to resist for three hours, Jiang Pingsheng can leave his seat after dissipating a quarter of the resentment and fight the enemy together with Qingye and others for another three hours.
But now everything has been moved up, Jiang Pingsheng cannot leave his seat at all, so how can the second line of defense last for three hours?
Once we can't resist, the situation will only snowball and become increasingly difficult.
Everyone knew what was going on. Jiang Zhaoxue was a little panicked, but she remained calm. "Let's save our strength and retreat to the rear. Xinluoyi's destruction of the mountain protection formation must have come at a price. She can't break two formations in a row. The second defense formation can temporarily protect the disciples."
"What if the second defense formation is broken?"
Jiang Zhaoyue frowned.
Jiang Pingsheng understood this and reminded him, "It's better than having them train you into a vicious corpse after you die."
Xin Luoyi can control so many people at the same time, which proves that refining disciples is much easier for her than destroying the magic circle. If the disciples die outside the barrier, there is no guarantee that they will not become new nutrients for Xin Luoyi.
"The most important thing right now is to speed up the refining of resentment and get father out as soon as possible." Jiang Zhaoxue pursed her lips and said solemnly, "The second line of defense cannot be lost. The Heart-Searching Platform does not have a barrier. If the second line of defense is damaged, then Qingye—"
Jiang Zhaoxue raised his eyes and looked at Qingye calmly: "You must drag father here at all costs."
When Qingye heard this, his eyes flickered and he understood what Jiang Zhaoxue meant.
Having come to this point, they have no way back.
Song Wulan and Xin Luoyi were far more powerful than they had imagined. If Pei Zichen failed this time, no one would be able to resist in the future. Now Pei Zichen's becoming a god was the only key.
Qingye's expression darkened, revealing a rare seriousness and calmness. He stared at Jiang Zhaoxue and said, "I understand. Don't worry. You focus on your work, and I'll focus on mine. This is the second line of defense. I won't lose it until I die."
After saying this, Qingye stopped talking to Jiang Zhaoxue and cut off the communication with her. He turned to look at the disciples behind him who were fighting the evil corpses and shouted, "Retreat! Retreat behind the defensive formation!"
Qingye spoke, and everyone immediately fought and retreated, all the way back to the defensive formation.
The evil corpse chased relentlessly, and when the disciple was a hundred feet away from the defense formation, Dharma light suddenly shot up from the ground into the sky, and talismans fell like rain, exploding with a loud bang, completely isolating the evil corpse behind the rain of talismans.
All the disciples took this opportunity to rush into the defensive formation. Die Wu hurried forward and hurriedly greeted Qing Ye and Die Lan: "Is everything okay? Is everyone in?"
As they were talking, the magicians behind them came forward and opened their formations at the same time. One magic circle after another lit up and tore the vicious corpses that rushed forward into pieces.
Long-range attacks were always handled by magic cultivators, which gave Qingye and the other sword cultivators time to rest. Medical cultivators immediately stepped forward to bandage the wounded. While bandaging the wound, Qingye explained the situation to Diewu: "The Lady Lord wants us to drag the island master here at all costs."
"Then let the magic cultivators protect the defensive formation first, and then use the defensive formation to delay for a while. If nothing unexpected happens..."
Before he could finish his words, an elegant and noble male voice resounded through the sky, humming: "Heaven has called, break the formation."
Everyone opened their eyes wide in shock when they heard what was said, but it was too late. All the magic arrays outside the defense array exploded with a "bang". The magic practitioners in the defense array seemed to be lifted off by a huge force, and were smashed far away, vomiting blood!
All the magic arrays were broken at the same time, and the only one left was the defensive array set up by Jiang Zhaoyue, Pei Zichen and others. The ferocious corpses rushed forward and smashed into the array without any regard for the consequences, like tens of millions of bats fluttering over, covering the sky and the sun, trying to use their lives to break through the defensive array.
Die Wu looked at this horrifying scene and cried out in horror, "Fortune Master! They have a Ninth Realm Fortune Master!"
Qingye didn't say anything, looked into the distance, pursed his lips and tightened the sword in his hand.
Jiang Zhaoxue and the others also looked into the distance through the water mirror, and saw two bone sedan chairs slowly appearing at the end of the corpses.
There was a man sitting on each sedan chair, one of them was wearing a light blue silk brocade robe and waving a small fan.
The other one was dressed in red and looked like a man, but his posture and expression were extremely charming. Sixty-four blood-red umbrella ribs were hung in front of him. The color of the ribs was light red. Black air gathered around them, entwined and swirled, and continuously entered the ribs. Each rib was like a sharp blade, spinning slowly.
Seeing these two people, Ye Tianjiao opened his eyes wide: "Song Wulan? Shen Yuqing?"
"No."
Jiang Zhaoxue stared at them coldly and reminded them, "He is not Shen Yuqing."
After hearing this, everyone realized that Shen Yuqing had been possessed by Xinluoyi, and the person in this body was not Shen Yuqing.
Silla Yi obviously had no intention of concealing her identity and intentions. She raised her chin slightly and spoke loudly, "Jiang Zhaoxue, I know what you are doing in there. Now that I have become a god and have been recognized by the Book of Destiny, if you bring your master out obediently, I can still let you go. Otherwise, in half an hour, when my formation is completed, I will kill 3,000 of your Penglai disciples and grind you to ashes. I guarantee that your soul will be scattered and you will never be reborn!"
"presumptuous!"
As soon as Jiang Pingsheng heard the words, a sound of Dharma came out, which stirred up a strong wind and overturned a group of vicious corpses.
Silla Yi's expression changed slightly, but the resentment that Jiang Pingsheng had suppressed immediately became agitated, and he immediately suppressed his spiritual power.
Jiang Zhaoyue frowned and reminded him dissatisfiedly: "Father, don't be impulsive."
Jiang Pingsheng pursed his lips, not daring to say anything more. Jiang Zhaoxue closed her eyes and said nothing, just frantically transferring the resentful power and repairing Pei Zichen's body.
Seeing that Jiang Zhaoyue didn't respond anymore, Song Wulan leaned back in his chair, holding his small fan to his lips, and glanced at Silla Yi who was getting nervous beside him. He said slowly, "He has to suppress the Duyuan Pool. You have the Book of Destiny, what are you afraid of?"
Silla Yi was stunned by what he said, as if he just remembered his current identity. The tension on his face slowly disappeared, replaced by the pleasure of realizing his own power.
She has been pursuing power all her life, but has always been inferior to others and hiding, and has never had such a presumptuous moment.
She looked up at the slowly rotating blood-red umbrella ribs in front of her. From behind them, she seemed to be able to see Jiang Zhaoxue's appearance. She said slowly, "Old Jiang, why are you so angry? I'm telling the truth. You are now betting on whether Pei Zichen can merge into a god one day. Since I appeared here, I am sure that you will lose. If you don't believe me..."
Silla Yi smiled, raised her hand and pointed to the defensive formation in front, and said gently: “Then I will kill some bees and butterflies first and send you some appetizers.”
The moment the sound fell, an umbrella rib broke away from the formation, and then one umbrella rib turned into dozens of ribs, rotating into a disk. Countless umbrella ribs were stimulated like steel needles, densely packed and hitting in one direction!
These umbrella ribs were so fierce and fast that the defensive formation was shaken by them. Following the guidance of the steel needles, the evil corpse also slapped madly in the same direction.
The defensive formation began to vibrate as they beat on it. Seeing this, the disciples behind the defensive formation couldn't help but show fear in their eyes.
"She can actually create two such energy-consuming magic arrays at the same time..."
Jiang Zhaoyue spoke in disbelief. What she saw before her was clearly the umbrella-bone sword formation that was gathering power and the magic formation that was currently attacking the defensive formation. Any of these formations would have been difficult for Mahayana cultivators like them to maintain, but Xin Luoyi could open two at the same time effortlessly!
"I have the Book of Destiny in my hand," Silla Yi replied with a smile, as if she could hear their voices. "All the power in this world is mine. My power is endless. If Shen Yuqing's body wasn't useless, how could I have kept you here until now?! This defensive formation won't hold out for much longer. Once it's broken, Jiang Zhaoxue, how long do you think these few disciples from Penglai can hold out for you?"
Her words were true. Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but clench his fists, but there was nothing he could do. He could only force himself to quickly transform the resentment.
Ye Tianjiao was so frustrated by what she said that he couldn’t help but yell: “Xillayi, you are such a talented person. Whoever is stronger is your father. You used to be so loyal to your master, but now you are acting like a dog to Song Wulan?!”
“How about being a dog?” Silla Yi didn’t care at all, and smiled with her lips curled. “A dog can kill you, aren’t you worse than a dog? Ye Tianjiao, the defense formation is broken, and the first one I kill is you!”
As she spoke, Silla's second umbrella rib jumped out again. Song Wulan looked at her helplessly and couldn't help but said, "Why are you so angry? If your two umbrella ribs go out, the formation will be delayed again."
“What are you afraid of?” Silla sneered, “Let’s break the defense formation first and kill them.”
As he was speaking, a faint "click" sound was heard, and a crack appeared on the defensive formation.
The crack seemed to have split in Jiang Zhaoxue's heart. Everyone's face changed drastically. Ye Tianjiao also panicked and couldn't help but said, "Sister..."
"Nvjun."
At this time, Jiang Zhaoxue heard Qingye's voice in his ear and said calmly: "Don't worry."
Jiang Zhaoxue opened his eyes in confusion, and then saw Qingye draw his sword, staring at the umbrella ribs in the distance, and said calmly: "Penglai martial arts disciples, step out, abandon your weapons and transform into human form, and follow me into battle!"
Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes were shocked.
The demon form does not need to use spiritual power to maintain the human form, and can use all the magic power for combat. Once injured, the injury will be several times more serious than that of a human.
The demons will only abandon their weapons and transform into human form when they are ready to die.
Realizing Qingye's intention, Jiang Zhaoxue hurriedly said: "Qingye, stay behind the defense formation——"
However, it was too late. The Penglai disciples who came forward transformed into monsters and rushed out of the formation!
Qingye turned into a giant bee, Diewudielan turned into two butterflies, one blue and one pink. The wings of the three of them rolled up huge waves. The moment they came out of the defense formation, they overturned the corpse that had been threatening the defense formation, and then faced the flying needles and slammed over the umbrella ribs that had been shooting the flying needles!
All of a sudden, all the beasts came out.
Dragons danced, tigers roared, wolves ran, eagles galloped, and the corpses devoured the monsters like a wave. However, these disciples did not retreat or fear. Just like their ancestors who conquered the mountains, rivers and plains time and time again, they brought vitality to all living things and pounced on the group of corpses that were full of death and stench!
"A bunch of beasts!"
Silla's umbrella ribs were destroyed, and she cried out in anger. She raised her hand and regenerated two plain white ribs. She entered the slowly rotating umbrella rib magic circle in front of her, which was accumulating power. She stared fiercely at Qingye and the others who were guarding the defense circle in front of her without taking a step back.
"Once my formation is complete, it will be the day of your death!"
As he spoke, the white ribs of the umbrella quickly turned red. Jiang Zhaoxue took a look at the ribs, closed his eyes, and pressed his spiritual power downwards a little more to transform the resentful power.
With Qingye and the others at the front, the magic practitioners no longer needed to maintain the defensive formation. They all let go and helped them to open the formation and throw talismans remotely.
Everyone used their magical powers to block the evil corpses ten feet away from the defensive formation, not allowing them to move forward even a little.
Jiang Zhaoxue focused entirely on transforming the resentment, leaving only Ye Tianjiao to guard the formation and watch the situation.
After a long time, although the resentment in the Crossing Resentment Pool was still surging violently, the brilliance of the four-way formation gradually stabilized.
The light of the magic circle under Jiang Zhaoyue became fainter and fainter. Ye Tianjiao was happy: "It's almost there. Just wait a moment and Island Master Jiang can go out."
However, at this moment, Jiang Zhaoxue and Jiang Zhaoyue both felt that the defense formation outside was suppressed to the limit by the resentful force.
When they opened their eyes, they saw that the sixty-four ribs in front of Silla Yi had all turned into a dazzling scarlet and slowly stopped spinning. Ye Tianjiao also realized something was wrong and became nervous: "She...she won't be done too, right?"
No one responded. They just saw Xinluoyi raise his hand and the sixty-four umbrella bones flew into the sky. They immediately turned into dense sword bones, forming a big net. The blood mist was filled, covering the sky and the sun. A powerful pressure came from above. Everyone gasped and looked up, and saw those blood-colored sword bones hanging high above like sharp blades.
Without words, everyone could feel the power carried by the sharp blade. Some young disciples couldn't help trembling, but forced themselves to support themselves like their senior brothers and sisters, looking up at the umbrella ribs high up.
"Jiang Zhaoxue."
Silla Yi raised her finger, pointed at these disciples, and said slowly: “My formation is complete. If you don’t come out, these disciples will really die for you, and no one will be left.”
"Father!"
Jiang Zhaoyue became anxious upon seeing this, and subconsciously said, "Why don't I go..."
"No one can maintain the Crossing Resentment Pond now." Ye Tianjiao immediately interrupted Jiang Zhaoyue and said through gritted teeth, "If the Crossing Resentment Pond is gone, the resentment will be swallowed by Xinluo Yi, and everyone will fail and die!"
Jiang Zhaoyue understood what was said, but when he looked at the Penglai disciples in the water mirror, who were brought by him and had completely transformed, and were looking up at the umbrella ribs with fear in their eyes but still refused to retreat, his eyes could not help but redden.
Ye Tianjiao remained silent, staring at the disciples of the Ninth Netherworld Realm in the defensive formation. Those disciples were the ones he personally trained in the past thousand years.
He looked at them calmly, as if he was back in his youth under the Dingkun needle.
That year, he watched his master and his fellow disciples crash into the Dingkun Needle, and now he is still watching.
But his years of experience made him silent, and he even tried to dissuade Jiang Zhaoyue: "After this step, there is no turning back."
As Jiang Zhaoxue listened, she clenched her fists. She had a vague hope in her heart, but she didn't dare to hope.
"Now that they have a way to escape from Song Wulan, it also means that their sect must have a way to survive. They stay in the safe area of their own sect. Are they willing to come here and risk their lives?"
"I'm not sure about it. But now that you've said that, I'm more inclined to trust them."
"Why?"
"I have to give you some good examples. I have to believe in the truth, goodness and beauty of the world, right?"
Truth, goodness and beauty in the world.
Tianjian Sect.
Taoism of Heaven and Earth.
There are hundreds of immortal sects in the True Fairyland. If they come, they will have a chance of survival.
"Actually, you don't have to worry about me killing you all." Xin Luoyi obviously didn't want to really go to the point of a fight to the death, and continued to persuade them, "The Book of Destiny has coexisted with this small world for many years, and everyone has lived in peace. Now you suddenly want to fight to the death, what's the point? As long as you worship me like you worshipped the Book of Destiny before, I won't bother with you. Penglai can become the new Lingjian Immortal Pavilion, and I can let you live in peace. Jiang Zhaoxue, whether you come out today or not, you are doomed to die. The difference between dying early and late is the difference. Why bother to gamble Penglai to save Pei Zichen? As long as you listen to me--"
"No one wants to listen to you!"
The young man's voice suddenly exploded, interrupting Silla's words. Silla and Song Wulan paused, looked down, and saw a little wolf in the center of the Penglai disciples. His body couldn't help but tremble instinctively, but he still raised his voice and said, "Penglai bones are not bent. We will never be your running dogs like the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion in our lives. You can kill whoever you want, and change whose fate you want. We practice Taoism to fight for our lives with the sky. Our destiny is determined by ourselves!"
"oh?"
This seemed to arouse Song Wulan's interest. He tilted his head and chuckled, "A mere dog dares to talk about destiny? Let me see."
Song Wulan raised his finger, pointed at the little wolf, and said gently: "Can Penglai's spine be broken?"
The moment the sound fell, the ribs of the umbrella connected into a huge net and fell down together!
Elders like Qingye Diewu Dielan suddenly grew in size and rushed towards the umbrella ribs in the sky without hesitation, trying to block the massacre for the young disciples below!
"My Lady," Qingye's voice came calmly, "bring our demon pills home."
“Aoba!!”
Anan couldn't help but scream, watching the umbrella ribs flying towards the green-leafed butterfly with its blue wings. At that moment, two flying swords, with sword light and murderous sounds, came across thousands of miles with panic like the sun and the moon!
The sword light separated the barrier and suddenly stopped the umbrella rib that was about to fall on Qingye.
Then, tens of millions of lightsabers followed the sword light and were displayed high up, forming a barrier light net that covered all the Penglai disciples and competed with the umbrella ribs.
The sword wind drove away the blood mist in the sky, and the clouds were dispersed by countless sword lights. Disciples came flying on their swords like flowing lights, with the flags of the Immortal Alliance fluttering in the wind behind them, and Taoist patterns flowed, casting down thousands of clear lights.
The sword flashed and flew away, accompanied by a loud laugh. The unruly young man in a blue shirt raised his hand to grasp the swirling long sword and said loudly: "Zhou Bugang of the Heaven and Earth Dao Sect."
"Xu Zichen from the Tianjian Sect." On the other side, a young man in white appeared and raised his hand to hold another sword.
"Feng Ming Huan of Baiyin Pavilion." Another man in white clothes holding a guzheng appeared in another corner.
As the three of them appeared, more and more people appeared in the sky, looking up at Song Wulan and Xin Luoyi in the distance.
"Bring the Immortal Alliance's hundred sects and come to reinforce us!"
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