The old man in green robe was stunned at first, then he shouted urgently: "Hold the formation! He is trying to escape again!"

A dozen powerful men seemed to have anticipated this and immediately used magic seals to reinforce the trap, draining out the spiritual power of countless spirit stones.

Jiang Zhige has been on the run for a month, and his style of avoiding fighting has already spread. If one wants to kill him, what is most needed is not martial arts or magical powers, but formations and magical treasures that can restrict his movements.

Jiang Zhige, holding Mo Ziyan in his arms, was about to rush out from the weakness of the formation mentioned by Tiansha, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

"The Heaven-Covering Xumi Formation? What a grand undertaking."

Jiang Zhige retreated with an extremely ugly look on his face.

The Heaven-Covering Sumeru Array is the strongest of the heavenly trapping arrays. A perfect array can even conceal the way of heaven, but setting up the array consumes a lot of spirit stones. The lowest level will consume tens of millions of spirit stones in an instant.

A spirit stone of this quality that could firmly trap Jiang Zhige could not be maintained by spirit stones alone. It was necessary to use rare treasures containing spiritual power and the rhythm of Tao to cushion it.

"If the possessions of our bodies can prevent the destruction of lives, we will gladly do so!"

The expressions of the powerful men were solemn and they seemed to not care at all, but in fact most of them were in pain.

There was no other way. The consumption was too great and they could hardly bear it. If they used these spirit stones to spend lavishly, they could probably buy several cities full of the most beautiful women.

A middle-aged blue-clothed warrior noticed the black smoke in Jiang Zhige's arms, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He reminded them, "Fellow Daoists, that human flesh puppet seems to be extremely important to him. Destroying the puppet may have a great impact on him!"

"Assholes! If she is a human puppet, you are worse than grass, wood and lime!"

Jiang Zhige became furious when he heard the voice. He held Mo Ziyan in his left hand, raised his halberd and chopped at the blue-robed monk who was speaking.

Unfortunately, the Great Sumeru Array of Covering the Sky was too solid. Jiang Zhige's furious attack only caused a slight vibration and was unable to hurt the blue-clothed monk outside the array.

The blue-robed monk who was trying desperately to stabilize the formation turned pale, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

He was only at the Saint Stage. If it hadn't been for the formation blocking him, he would have been seriously injured if not killed by the halberd.

The old man in green robe found this quite strange. Even if it was not a human puppet, it was an "equipment" like a furnace. Why was Jiang Zhige so angry about it? The old man in green robe did not think much about it. No matter what, since Mo Ziyan could make Jiang Zhige care so much, destroying or killing it would definitely hit Jiang Zhige's state of mind.

"Evil creature! Die!"

The old man in green robe attacked Jiang Zhige with a sword, and the spiritual pressure around him made the void tremble.

Jiang Zhige's whole body was filled with demonic energy. He raised his sword to block, but he saw the old man in green robe turn the wooden sword and stab it straight at Mo Ziyan, who was in his left hand.

The attack from the Xuan realm was so terrifying that the old man in green robe now attacked Mo Ziyan directly. Even if Jiang Zhige could block the wooden sword, the aftermath would take Mo Ziyan's life.

It happened so quickly that Jiang Zhige had no time to react and could only hurriedly throw Mo Ziyan out of his arms.

His position was not too high from the ground, and his body, which had been tempered by Mo Ziyan for a long time and was in the late stage of spiritual martial arts, should not be killed or seriously injured from the fall.

The old man in green robe who lost his target did not chase Mo Ziyan anymore, but took the opportunity to stab Jiang Zhige who was full of weaknesses.

Puff! The wooden sword was sharper than the spiritual sword and instantly pierced through Jiang Zhige's chest.

Jiang Zhige did not die on the spot. Blood gushed out of his mouth and he said in hatred, "You harmed innocent people and deceived yourself and others by saying that you are a human puppet. Is this the righteous way you always talk about?"

Everyone present was a powerful person in the world, so it was impossible that no one could see that Mo Ziyan was merely controlled by magic, and was not a so-called human puppet.

"I just saw that the girl was controlled by some kind of magic. She's still alive, but so what?"

"You were willing to protect her even at the risk of being seriously injured, which proves that you value her very much. But you also used magic to control her mind, which proves that only you care about her, and she doesn't care about you. She was forced to be held hostage by you."

"If she knew that her life could help me get rid of you, this evil obstacle, I'm afraid she would be too happy to wait for it, right?"

The old man in green robe did not feel the slightest bit of guilt, but instead felt a sense of compassion for the world.

He didn't believe that a mere demon cultivator would be willing to protect a spiritual martial arts cultivator.

Jiang Zhige values ​​Mo Ziyan so much, he must have other intentions.

Listening to the green-robed old man's well-reasoned analysis, Jiang Zhige smiled again, but this time his smile was a little sad.

Whether the old man in green robe wanted to alleviate his guilt or really believed it, his remarks were too ridiculous.

At this point Jiang Zhige was no longer in the mood to refute, because even if he explained word for word, no one would believe him.

Just like Xuan Yunzi and Monk Jin Guang in Zixiao City back then, as long as there is a reason to kill the demon cultivators, no matter if it is indiscriminate or killing innocent people, they will stand on the side of justice.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly hit Mo Ziyan who was lying on the ground.

Jiang Zhige's expression changed drastically. He no longer cared about anything else and turned into a streak of light and rushed towards Mo Ziyan.

The old man in green robe who was still in the action of drawing his sword was stunned. How could Jiang Zhige move so quickly after taking his sword? It happened too suddenly. Jiang Zhige had no time to defend himself. He could only use his body to block the spiritual power for Mo Ziyan.

Bang! The spiritual power hit his back, revealing a burnt wound that looked like it had been burned by a raging fire.

Fortunately, the person who launched the attack was only in the Saint Realm, and his spiritual power was blocked by Jiang Zhige. Mo Ziyan behind him was just like being blown by the wind, and the aftermath did not cause her any harm.

The blue-robed monk from before showed a look of smug delight, and reminded loudly: "Immortal Changsheng, this evil creature has a strong self-healing ability, and ordinary attacks are unlikely to kill him. But he cares so much about the human flesh puppet, and the human flesh puppet is only at the Spiritual Martial Realm, so he must do his best to take all the attacks to protect the human flesh puppet. As long as you keep attacking the human flesh puppet, even if his self-healing speed is shocking, sooner or later he will die of exhaustion!"

"I see that, too."

The old man in green robe nodded and decisively swung his sword to send out several sword lights.

Faced with the impending sword light, Jiang Zhige had no way to dodge and could only stand where he was and endure every attack.

Sword lights slashed at his back one after another, forcing Jiang Zhige to half-kneel on the ground, with his back torn and bloody. If it weren't for his powerful immortal body, he would have been blown into a pulp.

The old man in green robe controlled his strength very well. As long as Jiang Zhige was still defending with all his strength, the aftermath would not hurt Mo Ziyan. But once he tried to dodge with Mo Ziyan, the aftermath would inevitably threaten Mo Ziyan's life.

It was obvious that the old man in green robe was not thinking of killing Mo Ziyan, but was using Mo Ziyan to attack Jiang Zhige. He even had to carefully control his strength to prevent the aftermath from directly killing Mo Ziyan.