When all the cultivators gathered together, the demon kings immediately gathered together and caught them in the trap.
Ye Qiao: “…”
Good, the last ditch effort failed.
Mingxuan and Liuying held the Ghost King Tower in their hands together, and they could capture anyone who came. With the help of the Ghost King Tower, their situation was not optimistic, but at least it was not the end of their rope.
However, when he turned around, he found that Ye Qiao and the others were all surrounded by a group of monsters. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he thought that everyone should just give up on treatment.
The head of the Mu family gripped his sword, lowered his head, and stared at the scene closely. He looked tired from being tortured, and smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry for causing trouble for you."
"That's not the case." Duan Hengdao was slightly stunned, and laughed guiltily twice. After all, they were the culprits who caused the secret realm to be locked.
Among the group of people, it is hard to say who is implicated, not to mention the second brother.
All the defensive artifacts and defensive formations were built. Ye Qiao noticed that the spiritual energy of the talisman practitioners was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. After all, it was extremely exhausting for them to support a formation that was constantly broken and re-formed.
Ye Qiao's brain was working rapidly, and she realized that there was no time to hesitate, she had to become the Demon King here in one fell swoop.
Otherwise no one can leave.
The demon kings from the outside world knew that she was the orthodox Demon King, while the demon kings imprisoned in the secret realm only recognized the Demon King's aura. It just so happened that she had a demon pill in her hand, and having stayed with the Demon King's inner pill for a long time, she almost became one with the demon aura.
But because she mixed up with the monks, the demon kings were now extremely dissatisfied with her. If they wanted to command the beasts, the effect would not be immediate with just her identity.
Ye Qiao turned the inner elixir in the mustard bag, but——
If the demon pill is crushed, the Demon King's pressure will definitely make all beasts submit.
"I'm going out for a while."
Looking at this protective circle, Ye Qiao reminded, "It's not a solution for us to keep resisting like this. We have to solve the problem."
Rather than doing this, she prefers to solve the problem fundamentally.
"No, no, no, don't be impulsive, Miss Ye." The head of the Mu family was shocked. He knew Ye Qiao. To be exact, he had learned about her from other cultivators. He knew that she liked to take an unconventional approach, but this was not the way to take an unconventional approach. If she went out, she would definitely be killed by the concentrated fire of the demon kings.
She is not taking a radical approach, she is seeking death.
Ye Qiao: "I'm not impulsive."
Patriarch Mu looked at the crowd and said seriously, "Why not think of other ways?"
"We are still safe in the formation for the time being."
Ye Qiao knew that he was advising her with good intentions, but if they continued hiding like this, everyone would be doomed in less than half a day.
She was very clear that she didn't want to wear the prison-themed skin at the moment, so she patiently said, "I have a solution."
"Of course I also know that you are amazing."
But she is only in the Jindan stage now, what can she do?
Ye Qiao pushed Qin Huai, "When the monsters stop moving, you take them away and I will stop them."
"How do you stop it?"
"We can figure it out together then."
"Yes." Su Zhuo hesitated for a few seconds. "If it doesn't work, let them die, and we can just run. After all, Master also said during the training that if we can help, we will help. If we really can't help, it's God's will. We just need to follow God's will."
As expected of Yun Hen, he could describe "not helping someone in need" so beautifully. She also wanted to learn this linguistic charm.
But now is not the time to think about these things.
The tone of their voice made her want to turn back and die.
It seemed as if his words still carried the tragic grandeur of the whistling wind and the cold Yi River, and the hero who left and will never return.
Ye Qiao was anxious to get rid of them, "It's okay, let me go."
No, she really has a way.
"Hold on for a while."
She put on a talisman, prepared herself mentally, and then sneaked into the crowd quietly.
At this moment, the monster kings' crazy attacks continued.
The talisman practitioners quickly activated the formation, but the defensive formation seemed extremely fragile under the collective attack of the gods. The talisman practitioners' sea of consciousness was in turmoil, blood flowed from the corners of their lips, and the pain of cutting connected their nerves. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably. They looked at the people behind them, and gritted their teeth to hold up the formation.
“Ahhhh!!”
Someone has already screamed.
"what to do……"
None of them want to die.
Several direct descendants of the Mu family looked at each other, looked at those disciples who were struggling to hold on to the world of cultivation, and licked their dry lips.
They all cut their palms at the same time and offered blood as a sacrifice.
Their blood has a bonus effect on everything. The formation was madly devouring their blood. As the blood was lost, their faces turned pale, but they remained motionless.
"Normal people would fight together when faced with such a life-and-death crisis, instead of asking around like a bunch of idiots like you." Song Hansheng was already extremely irritable due to his injury, his expression was icy, "Cultivators with wood and earth spiritual roots, come out and help."
His dominance was beyond doubt. Under the shadow of death, people gradually stood up. The monks with wood spiritual roots urged the vines around them to spread wildly to support the barrier. The land raised an earth shield and all the explosive attacks hit it.
Upon seeing this, the talisman cultivator threw away the talisman paper in his hand. The intricate patterns expanded and repaired the holes in the formation.
This was extremely exhausting for the talisman practitioners. Every attack would cause a turbulence in their sea of consciousness. Severely injured, Mingxuan lowered his head and coughed up a hand full of blood. He quickly wiped it off. Miaomiao lowered her head and stuffed him a handful of pills. Mingxuan licked the blood from the corner of his lips and looked for Ye Qiao's location.
Everyone was paying attention to the developments around them, trying to find a turning point.
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