The world seemed to be silent at that moment.
It seemed as if only the sound of heavy rain was left. The streets were empty, and there was no one in the houses on either side. There was no human voice at all.
Xue Kong and the other two seemed to have entered another dimension.
"It seems that they finally can't bear it anymore." Xue Kong murmured calmly, and then pulled the ignorant Xiao Wu, walked in the rain, and walked forward.
Honglian seemed to be unaware of anything and followed Xue Kong. The three of them walked side by side.
The raindrops collided and jumped, soaking the trouser legs of the three people.
The three of them suddenly stopped.
On the street in front of the three people, a figure appeared there silently.
"As a Nascent Soul cultivator, do you want to threaten the child in your hand? Why not let the child go and let us have a fight?" The man's voice was clear and he was not very old.
Xue Kong did not speak or make any movement.
But behind him, the space twisted and a burly figure appeared. He stepped into the rain and went straight to the man in front without saying a word.
"There is help?" the man exclaimed.
The burly figure that just appeared was of extraordinary strength. With every step he took, the rain curtain between the sky and the earth seemed to pause. His body was like thunder, and in the blink of an eye, he punched the man in the face.
Gongxi Wenju's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body quickly stepped back. He slapped his storage bag with his right hand, and a large red umbrella suddenly opened and stood in front of him.
The burly figure's punch landed firmly on the red umbrella magic weapon.
boom!
The red umbrella was forced back, and Gong Xiwenju's body retreated with it.
"Damn it! His strength is so strong. This person is not a Nascent Soul cultivator, but his strength is far above mine!" Gong Xiwenju stared at the burly figure with a serious look.
Honglian quietly watched the battle in the distance.
With her cultivation level at the Spirit Transformation Stage, she naturally disdains to fight with a junior at the Core Formation Stage.
As for the burly figure released by Xue Kong, she could tell at a glance that it was a corpse puppet in the Jindan stage.
It was Xue Kong's body-refining corpse.
"Four guests, activate the formation and lend me a hand!" Gongxi Wenju was beaten back step by step by the body-refining corpse. He could not help but roar and ask for help.
The rain curtain in all directions of the sky and earth began to twist, and four figures suddenly appeared in four directions in the air.
These four people are none other than the four Nascent Soul guests of Feitian Mountain Mansion.
They didn't hold umbrellas, but not a single drop of rain fell on them. It was as if blocked by an invisible force and slid aside.
The four Yuanying guests stared coldly at Xue Kong and the other two, and a trace of fear fell on Xiao Wu in Xue Kong's hand.
"Open, the Four Directions Heaven and Earth Ghost and God Formation!" The four Yuanying guests shouted in unison.
Four connected light curtains suddenly fell from the sky and pierced into the earth, isolating the heaven and earth from everything around them and forming a unique space.
In this space, you can't see anything outside.
The same is true outside of this space. Even if someone walks out of the food court or walks on the street, they will not only not notice the fluctuations of the fight, but will not be affected.
This Four-sided Qiankun Ghost and God Formation is a siege formation, even ghosts and gods cannot escape.
"You build your own cage and reap what you sow." Xue Kong finally raised his head slightly, revealing an indifferent and very cold face under the oil-paper umbrella.
He didn't move.
Honglian, who was standing beside him, sighed inwardly, stepped out, raised her oil-paper umbrella, looked up at the four people, and said, "Youngsters, I don't want to kill anyone. The four of you should leave quickly and don't seek death."
"Hmph! What an arrogant tone! The four of us have reached unparalleled levels of cultivation. Together, we can defeat a late Nascent Soul cultivator in this demonic formation. How dare you call us juniors?"
Fang Lao's voice was dissatisfied. He raised his hand and pointed at Honglian, saying very rudely: "You two will stay here today and go with me to meet the general and confess your sins."
"Stubborn." Honglian sighed and shook his head.
She was not like Xue Kong who killed people at will. She wanted to give these four people a chance to live. Unfortunately, the position of a Divine Transformation cultivator was not something that the younger generation could reach.
"Forget it, this matter can't be resolved peacefully after all." Honglian sighed softly.
Then she took a step forward, but her footsteps did not land on the wet ground, but in the air. One step after another, she walked up to the sky.
The four Yuanying guests immediately felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Although they spoke with disdain, they could still feel the calm and vast cultivation within Honglian, which exuded an elusive and profound aura.
Just as the four of them were about to take action and cast spells to fight.
A sigh came from the ears of the four people.
"sad!"
There was a word contained in that sigh.
The word was very vague at first, but when it fell into the ears of the four people, their cultivation was instantly restricted. Their hands, feet and bodies were no longer under their control when the word gradually became clearer.
"What...what happened? My cultivation at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul can no longer function!!"
"I heard someone crying, who is that person!?"
"I have practiced cultivation for 1,300 years and have never shed tears. Why do my eyes feel sore and I can't help but shed tears now?" The three Yuanying guests exclaimed in shock.
Old Fang's heart was also in turmoil. He turned his head to look at the nearest guest official with a trace of horror on his face.
He shouted, "Old ghost, those are not tears you shed, they are blood!!"
"What?"
The guest official called Old Ghost was slightly startled. It was not until the tears of blood slid down his cheeks into his mouth and he tasted the sweetness that he confirmed that what he was bleeding was indeed blood.
"The path of sorrow... You are not qualified to bear this surging spiritual thoughts of the Spiritual Transformation Stage. Just dissolve them one by one." Honglian said calmly.
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