In the secret realm, when Yun Zheng was searching for the center of the abyss formation, he suddenly saw scattered blood stains on the soil on the ground, and a faint stench emanating from it, as if there was a dead body.
Her eyes changed slightly, and she squatted down to examine it carefully for a moment.
It’s indeed man-made!
There must be many bodies buried here, and those bodies have been corroded by corpse powder into nothingness, leaving only a slightly unpleasant smell.
Just then—
Fan Yuer's voice suddenly came from above.
“Who are you?!”
"Of course it's the person who takes your life!" A strange female voice came.
Then the unfamiliar female voice continued, "Kill them first!"
Soon, the sound of fighting was heard from above. When Yun Zheng looked up, she saw two young geniuses who suddenly appeared, a man and a woman.
Mo Jing was shocked, "What's going on?"
Yun Zheng's eyebrows darkened slightly, and she glanced at Mo Jing and the other two and said, "All of you go up!"
Mo Jing, Feng Xinglan and Yan Chen did not hesitate too much and immediately stepped on the rows of flaming iron nails to gain leverage and climb up.
Yun Zheng was in a hurry to find the center of the formation. Feng Xinglan and the other two were no longer in the formation. In an instant, all the flaming iron nails were aimed at Yun Zheng and flew towards her at a rapid speed.
Bang!
Yun Zheng punched the nearest row of flaming iron nails, and it began to crack in the middle and exploded.
She turned around suddenly, raised her leg and kicked the row of flaming iron nails behind her away, knocking down the rows of flaming iron nails behind her, and with a "bang", they all piled up together.
Soon, the countless flaming iron nail plates were smashed to pieces by Yun Zheng.
Such violent behavior left everyone outside the secret realm stunned.
"Could she be a physical cultivator as well?"
Someone said sourly, "How many cards does Yun Zheng have? She's a pupil magician, but she's also a rune master, a summoner, and now she has a physical cultivation skill..."
Another person analyzed, "Whether she's a pupil magician or a summoner, as long as she's within this soul-stealing formation, she's at an absolute disadvantage! She... is very likely to be killed by Yuchi Wan this time."
"Is Qiongtian's Fengyun team really going to be wiped out?"
"That would be great..." One cultivator was about to say something when he suddenly remembered something. He glanced cautiously in the direction of the platform and then tactfully expressed his thoughts: "I hope I can win."
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other knowingly.
As long as there weren't any Qiongtian prodigies in the top ten, everyone's bet was half right! After all, the Fengyun team already occupied several of the top ten spots, which was really stressful.
Because the pressure comes from the fact that they may not be able to keep the ruby!
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In the soul-stealing formation, Feng Xinglan, Yu Qiu, Mu Yin, Mo Jing, Yan Chen, Fan Yuer, and Nangong Qingqing joined forces to deal with Yuchi Wan and Liao Mingxu, trying to delay time.
At this moment, Zhongli Wuyuan's face was solemn, and he quickly set up the spirit gathering formation! Of the four directions, only the north direction had not yet been set up as a support point for the formation.
Just as Zhongli Wuyuan was moving quickly towards the north, he was caught off guard and slapped hard on the back by Yuchi Wan.
Zhongli Wuyuan staggered a few times, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Zhongli/Brother Yuan/Ayuan!"
Upon seeing this, Feng Xinglan and the others' eyes changed slightly, and they immediately rushed over in tacit understanding, blocking Zhongli Wuyuan in the form of a "meat wall".
Yuchi Wan raised the long sword in her hand, lightning flashing on the blade, and also added various small attack formations. She smiled coldly: "With a bunch of useless people like you, you still want to stop me? Don't you think about how long you can live?"
Immediately afterwards, Yuchi Wan turned her head slightly and glanced at Liao Mingxu with an extremely arrogant and contemptuous look.
Liao Mingxu immediately understood and immediately gathered a force of gold elements. He moved quickly and attacked in the direction of Zhongli Wuyuan.
boom!
Zhongli Wuyuan alertly dodged to the side, and a deep pit of nearly one meter was suddenly blasted out on the originally flat ground.
Zhongli Wuyuan's arm was shaken by the residual force, and he felt numb.
"You hid quite quickly!" A sinister look appeared on Liao Mingxu's square face.
Liao Mingxu slapped out again, hitting Zhongli Wuyuan's head directly!
Zhongli Wuyuan looked calm, ignoring Liao Mingxu's presence, and quickly flew towards the north. His speed of movement was not inferior to that of an ordinary spiritual practitioner.
Liao Mingxu's face looked grim. Two consecutive attacks failed, making him feel extremely bad.
There was a surge of murderous intent in his eyes. His figure flashed and landed in front of Zhongli Wuyuan, with a surge of power gathering under his palm.
At the same time, the pressure pressed down on Zhongli Wuyuan, as if trying to lock his movements.
Raise your hand and strike out with a slap!
With a loud 'boom', powerful spiritual energy cut through the void and headed straight towards Zhongli Wuyuan.
Zhongli Wuyuan was hit hard and flew to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, and his handsome face became increasingly pale. At this moment, his breathing was very disordered. The place where he was hit had no spiritual power to protect it, and his lungs were immediately ruptured and several ribs were broken.
"Zhongli!"
Yuchi Wan caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of her eye, curled her lips in pleasure, and said to Feng Xinglan and the others, "You will soon be able to accompany him to hell, so you won't be too lonely on the road to the underworld."
After saying that, Yuchi Wan raised his sword, a silver light flashed, and he swung the sword towards them!
Feng Xinglan and his companions fought back with all their might.
However, countless sword blades carrying lightning swept over quickly, knocking them to the ground in an instant. Blood marks appeared, and lightning flashed faintly at the bloody wounds, penetrating deeper into them.
When Yuchi Wan saw them all lying on the ground, there was a look of disdain and coldness in her eyes.
With their current state, they actually thought they could withstand her attack. How naive and foolish!
Just when Yuchi Wan was about to get rid of them completely, a voice suddenly came.
“Hiss, it hurts so much!”
Mu Yin's face twisted for a moment, and he stood up with one hand supporting his body. He frowned and patted his muddy clothes, then lifted up the torn clothes and looked down at the sword wounds on his body.
Mo Jing retracted his gaze, staring at Yuchi Wan in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Keep going, old monster."
Old monster?!
Yuchi Wan's face darkened, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword and gritted his teeth, "Say it again?"
Mo Jing was stunned, looking at the white hair on Yuchi Wan's forehead, her purple-black lips, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. It was hard not to think of some old monster in the mountains.
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