These people looked at Yun Jing and his group with apprehension, and even slowed down their advance.
They simply couldn't believe that Yun Jing and the other few who had just ascended to immortality could use such bizarre methods to disrupt their group so much.
Especially the effects of those talismans and poison pills.
That's really mean.
What kind of weirdo could possibly research such a bizarre thing?!
There was also the sound of suona horns from Yun Jing.
It was so awful it made them want to tear their hair out, and it greatly affected their fighting ability!
Yun Jing's suona music not only disturbed Chu Qingyu and Feng Yuan's subordinates, but the sound, which seemed to penetrate eardrums, also seeped into the ears of Chu Qingyu and Feng Yuan.
Their current situation is already not good; they are being completely suppressed.
As soon as the suona sounded, both of them twitched their lips in unison, and even the speed of their moves froze.
There was even a moment when they didn't want their ears anymore.
What the hell is this... this infernal song?!
Compared to the situation on Chu Qingyu's and Feng Yuan's side, Rong Zi's group was completely unaffected by Yun Jing's suona music.
Before the fight even started, they had already put on soundproofing tape specifically designed to block the sound of Yun Jing's suona.
So, with countless ghosts clearing the way for their disciples, Ling Mo and Xi Ling'er, wielding spirit swords, and Ning Lingling, carrying a large knife, charged aggressively into the crowd under the cover of spirit energy bullets and poison pills.
Meanwhile, Rong Xuan and Rong Zi seized the opportunity and forced Chu Qingyu and Feng Yuan into a very difficult situation.
While Feng Yuan was distracted by Yun Jing's suona music, Rong Zi's Xiu'er precisely wrapped around his sword-wielding arm, restricting his movements.
With perfect coordination with her, Jun Moyao immediately grabbed Xiaobai and chopped it down on his arm.
A sharp sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out. Feng Yuan's arm was almost severed by Jun Moyao's fan. Blood gushed out instantly. He cried out in pain, clutching his injured arm and staggering, almost losing his balance.
Meanwhile, Rong Xuan pierced Chu Qingyu's shoulder with his sword.
Chu Qingyu tasted a metallic sweetness in his throat, then turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He stared wide-eyed at Rong Xuan before him, enduring the relentless, death-dealing suona horn blaring in his ears, and said incredulously, "You...you actually fused with the death energy from the Realm of Death?!"
Now, both he and Rong Xuan possess chaotic spiritual roots.
Moreover, the spiritual root in his body originated from Rong Xuan.
Logically, the spiritual power they used to cast spells should have originated from the same source and should have been mutually restraining.
However, in reality, the spiritual power that Rong Xuan used carried a strong aura of death, which steadily suppressed his spiritual power.
Upon hearing Chu Qingyu's words, Rong Xuan remained noncommittal, flicking his wrist to shake off the blood stained his spirit sword.
Seeing that Rong Xuan did not deny it, Chu Qingyu couldn't help but feel jealous, and her eyes turned red.
How is that possible?
Since ancient times, those exiled to the realm of death have been devoured by the deathly aura within.
Why was Rong Xuan not only not devoured, but also able to turn the death energy in the Death Realm into his own, increasing his cultivation and strength?
The more Chu Qingyu thought about it, the more unbalanced he felt.
He raised his hand to wipe the blood that had spilled from the corner of his lips, and said another sentence almost through gritted teeth.
"You two siblings are truly blessed with extraordinary talent, so much so that... I can't help but want to destroy you with my own hands."
"You are welcome to give it a try."
Rong Xuan scoffed lightly, giving Chu Qingyu no chance to catch his breath, and his figure attacked him again like a ghost.
Even when Chu Qingyu was uninjured, he was no match for him, let alone now.
He was repeatedly defeated by Rong Xuan and soon his body was covered in wounds.
They couldn't escape, and they couldn't win a fight.
Chu Qingyu felt a surge of irritation.
Struggling to cope with Rong Xuan's relentless advance, he turned to glance at the others.
Upon seeing the scene before him, Chu Qingyu became even more agitated.
Like him, Feng Yuan is now being suppressed and abused by Rong Zi and Jun Moyao.
What surprised Chu Qingyu the most was that the 10,000-strong army he and Feng Yuan brought had been thrown into chaos by those few kids, Yun Jing, and was unable to come to their aid.
Yun Jing and his companions moved through the crowd as if they were in an empty place.
They threw talismans and poison pills at the crowd, knocking people down from the sky one by one.
Logically speaking, no matter how unexpected their methods were, a few of them alone could not possibly deal with an army of tens of thousands.
But strangely enough...
Yun Jing and the others seemed to possess a strange form of defense.
This defense can not only withstand attacks from others, but can even reflect the opponent's attacks back!
This has created a situation.
Yun Jing and his group could beat up the other side, but the other side couldn't beat them up.
If you attack them, the magic power you unleash will not only fail to harm them, but will also bounce back onto you!
In the crowd, Gu Xiaochui was firing his talisman gun at the crowd while excitedly glancing down at the breastplate he was wearing. He even managed to talk to Qi Yufei beside him.
"My master's defensive artifact is truly amazing. After this battle, I must go and ask him for his guidance on how he crafted this Heart-Protecting Mirror."
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