The palm force hit the Qiankun bag, but it quickly dodged to the side, avoiding Rong Tianji's attack.
The spirit core of the milky white sphere was sucked up little by little by the Qiankun bag, several times faster than before.
Rong Tianji's face looked extremely ugly. He had to stop the Qiankun bag, otherwise all his efforts would be in vain.
As he thought of this, his figure flashed and his five fingers formed claws to grab the Qiankun bag.
The Qiankun bag seemed to have eyes, dodging left and right, making it impossible for Rong Tianji to touch it at all.
"I don't believe I can't defeat you!" Rong Tianji said gloomily.
The Qiankun Bag's speed was no less than Rong Tianji's, so it was extremely difficult for Rong Tianji to catch the Qiankun Bag. However, it was precisely because of this pulling process that the Qiankun Bag was unable to absorb the spirit core.
Soon, Yun Zheng and the head of the Yin family arrived.
When the head of the Yin family saw Rong Tianji, his old face darkened. Seeing him struggling with a torn bag, he felt a little confused. Soon, his attention was attracted by the milky white spirit core in the huge pit.
He said in a deep voice, "Xiao Yunzheng, I'll leave the spirit core to you. I'll go deal with that scumbag."
"Okay!" Yun Zheng responded solemnly.
Rong Tianji found that two people suddenly appeared, and these two people were considered "acquaintances". His heart sank a little. He had not paid attention just now and let these two people in.
Rong Tianji used his spiritual power to sense the surroundings. He saw many people were on their way over. He immediately summoned a jade flute and blew into it without hesitation.
The flute sounded long and lingering, but suddenly became intense, as if it could tear the sky apart, causing tinnitus in people's ears, and the ground began to vibrate and shake.
On the other side, Di Nian and others were about to rush into the depths, but were blocked by the sudden appearance of dead souls, and countless wronged souls attacked them.
"This is the Flute Soul Death Formation!"
Zhongli Wuyuan's expression changed. "Rong Tianji must have set up the formation long ago. When the flute sounds, the spirits of the dead will appear. If everyone concentrates, they will be possessed by the spirits of the dead and become Rong Tianji's puppets!"
The densely packed souls of the dead are like ghosts, but even uglier and more distorted than ghosts.
Just one look at it makes me feel unlucky.
And it was these dead souls that entangled everyone present.
Suddenly, a more violent noise erupted from deep ahead.
The whole continent was shocked.
At this moment, the eyes of the cultivators distributed in various places in the Dome Sky Continent changed for a few moments, and their hearts were filled with fear of the unknown, because they could feel that the spiritual energy in the air was becoming thinner and thinner, and even some flowers, plants and trees were close to withering.
Not only that, the ground in some places has begun to crack into tiny cracks.
Gradually, the Sky Continent fell into chaos.
"What on earth happened?"
"Spiritual energy... How could spiritual energy suddenly become so scarce?"
"It's the Chixiao Shenfeng Palace's fault!"
"The direction of the fluctuation seems to be that area. Let's go take a look!"
"Someone must have touched the continent's spiritual core!"
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On the other side, a group of people who were rushing to Sifang City looked at the ground that had cracked into a huge crack, which was bottomless, and couldn't help but feel horrified.
The leading old man in a white robe was supported by a middle-aged man. The old man in the white robe looked weak and pale. He bent down and covered his mouth to cough from time to time. There was a little blood on his handkerchief.
"Senior clan member, this..." The middle-aged man Huangfu Hao was so shocked that he could hardly speak.
Zong Renwu raised his eyes and looked ahead, muttering a few times, "If it is a blessing, it will not be a disaster. If it is a disaster, it cannot be avoided."
Huangfu Hao took a deep breath and said, "Senior Zongren, if you hadn't been plotted against, things wouldn't have gotten so bad now."
When Zongren Wu heard this, he was about to speak, but he coughed violently several times, and blood soaked his handkerchief. His face was pale and he looked haggard, not as rosy as before.
His voice was hoarse. "Rong Tianji used my master's information to plot against me. I'm afraid he has someone with great power behind him. The fate of our Qiongtian Continent will either end here, or..."
Zong Renwu said this, put away the blood-stained handkerchief, and slowly pushed Huangfu Hao away from him.
"Senior Zongren, what do you want to do?" Huangfu Hao's expression changed. He wanted to support Zongren Wu again, but found that he was imprisoned in place by a spiritual power, and he... had no ability to break free.
Because part of his cultivation was destroyed by Rong Tianji, his realm directly fell to the Emperor Realm.
The group of people who had returned from Shouyun Continent had previously fought head-on with Rong Tianji and others, and some died and some were injured.
The one who was most seriously injured was Zong Renwu, because he was severely hit back.
He read fortunes for his master, a person who was completely incapable of fortune-telling.
The others saw Zong Renwu taking a step forward and walking towards the place where the spirit core was fluctuating. The old man's back was a little hunched, but he seemed extremely determined at this moment, which made people think of a word: great.
Everyone couldn't help but shout.
"Senior clan member."
Zong Renwu has guarded the Qiongtian Continent for thousands of years, and he has shouldered a lot.
However, no one knew that while he was guarding the Sky Continent, he was also waiting for his master to appear.
Zong Renwu slowly smiled upwards, as if relieved. "Master, my life is drawing to a close. I don't think I'll be able to see you again. Now I'm passing all my inheritance and power to my disciple. I hope she can one day take my place and see you again."
When everyone heard this, their faces changed in shock.
"Senior Zongren, what are you going to do?!"
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