After pausing for a while, the old voice sounded again: "You three are not as qualified as you, not much worse than Xiaolong. It's just that you haven't developed it yet. Work hard!"

These three naturally refer to Wu Yue, Chen Hao and Fatty. The three of them were stunned and finally understood that this voice must be the master of the cultivation ring that Zixuan mentioned!

He hurriedly hugged his fists: "Thank you for your praise for your praise!"

"This kid's mental power can't bear my divine conscious for too long, and I don't have much time, so I can only help you get here. Xiaolong, protect this kid, see you again in our spiritual world."

After the speech fell, the field was silent. The old man also held his seriously injured body and looked at Ning Zixuan. Seeing that Ning Zixuan's formation was about to be formed, he rushed forward regardless of his own injuries.

Although Qingfeng was arrogant and cold at this moment, he was still a little reluctant. He swung his body and his entire dragon body rushed towards the old man's path he had to pass.

The seven people just surrounded the old man directly, without giving him a chance to breathe.

It was only two minutes left before the Ning Zixuan formation was truly formed. Qingfeng looked at the unpredictable sealing method and showed a hint of solemnity on his face. These two minutes were hard to survive!

"With that person just now, with your three-legged cat skills, you also want to stop me?"

The old man shouted loudly, and a surge of spiritual energy surrounded him, then turned into seven phantoms and floated towards the seven people. He himself also looked in the direction of Ning Zixuan.

"not good!"

Qingfeng wanted to go over to support him, but was held back by the phantom and couldn't move.

"Qingfeng, leave this thing to me, go and help Zixuan." At this time, Wu Yue's spiritual sense transmission came not far away, and then a long sword blocked the two of Qingfeng and the Phantom.

Qingfeng did not neglect at all and followed the old man directly. Although he was seriously injured, he could not catch up with him. This made him feel very anxious. If the formation fails, they will have a way out, and this is the only chance to form a broken formation.

"then!"

A fat man's voice transmission came not far away. He struggled to resist the phantom's attack, while taking out a pill from his pocket and threw it directly at him.

After thinking about it, Qingfeng opened his mouth and swallowed it into his body. The medicinal power was melted, and his speed increased by more than three times.

In a blink of an eye, he came to the old man and directly knocked him back two steps in succession.

"This is the soul-chasing pill!" The old man looked surprised.

What was surprised this time was that this Soul Chasing Pill, which was not even qualified for his snacks, actually ruined his good things at a critical moment!

The fat man was directly bombarded by the phantom and trapped on the wall. He obviously fainted. Wu Yue, alone, took two phantoms and retreated repeatedly.

"Flame Dragon Claw"

Qingfeng did not give the old man any chance to think. He wanted to kill him with one blow. It would be great if this move could kill him directly.

"Hmph, with this little power, I want to kill me, a joke."

The blue long sword in his hand burst out with brilliant blue light, and sword energy emanated from the sword body, facing the breeze's flaming dragon claws.

"Buzz~"

After a trembling sound, gravels flew on the ground, and the entire ground was pressed down by the dragon claws. Even so, the old man in the pit still stood with his hands behind his back. The clever blow just now did not cause any harm to him.

"It's my turn!" The old man disappeared from the spot in an instant and appeared in front of Qingfeng in an instant. A fist quickly appeared in front of him, and then Qingfeng's entire huge body flew backwards.

"Qingfeng!"

几人被那虚影打的节节败退,漓月染的脸上更是出现了一道伤痕,身上也是伤痕无数,而吴越也是身受重伤,几人看着被砸落在地的清风,都是心中不由一跳.

Qingfeng is their only sustenance now. Now the fat man has fainted, and Zixuan is still in the formation. If Qingfeng falls down at this time, it will be really over.

The huge dragon body shook, then turned into a human form and slowly stood up: "I'm fine, there's still one minute left!"

The old man's eyes shone with a cold light, covering everyone present. Ning Zixuan's brows frowned. This coldness made him feel vaguely uneasy.

The bone-permeable cold air emitted by the blue sword was approaching everyone's hearts. Gongsun Dianwei shivered, and just as he was caught off guard, he was hit head-on by the phantom. He groaned and took several steps in a row before he could transform into the force.

The long sword drew a blue stream of light from the cave, pointing to the breeze that had just stood up.

Qingfeng glanced at Ning Zixuan not far away: I can only delay the time!

He flashed to the side, then rushed towards the distance, and the old man followed closely. Qingfeng's mouth slightly raised when he saw this.

"Boy, die, see how I take your dragon pill!" The old man laughed wildly, chasing Qingfeng tightly at the escape.

The two were getting closer and closer, and Qingfeng finally had to fight with the old guy, but in the end he fell to the ground again in less than three moves.

"Run, you run, boy, I'll accept your dragon pill today without hesitation!" The old man still laughed, but he didn't know that Ning Zixuan's eyes were already trembling slightly at this time.

Qingfeng lay on the ground and looked at him with a faint smile on his face. Only then did the old man realize that something was wrong: "Not good!"

He rushed towards Ning Zixuan, but it was too late at this moment. Ning Zixuan's eyes suddenly opened: "Disaster Formation, start!"

A killing aura filled his body. Ning Zixuan clenched his hand and punched him directly on the old man who was rushing over. His whole body flew backwards like a cannonball, and some gray-black mist floated out of his body.

"Break formation! What kind of formation is this? Why have I never heard of this formation?" The old man suppressed the fog that dissipated out of himself and asked in horror.

The destruction array was created by the master of Ning Zixuan's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness just now. It was specially used to restrain evil cultivators or demonic energy possessed. Like his sword technique, this formation became stronger as the cultivator's own cultivation level grew, so it was normal for this old man to not recognize this formation.

Ning Zixuan glanced at the seriously injured Qingfeng and the fainting fat man, and finally his eyes fell on the black phantom that was fighting with Wu Yue and others. He gently held his palm, and a huge stream directly dissipated the seven phantoms.

This shocked the old man even more. It obviously had some effect on his demonic energy. Otherwise, with the cultivation level of this middle stage of the Golden Pill, it would be impossible to erase his demonic energy clone so easily!

The cold eyes turned to the stunned old man, and three words slowly emerged from Ning Zixuan's mouth: "It's your turn!"

How come the old man seemed familiar when he heard this? Before he could think too much, he was forced to approach him by Ning Zixuan again. Although Ning Zixuan was at a disadvantage during the repeated collisions of his body, under the blessing of the destruction array and the restrained attribute, the gray-black mist on the old man's body dissipated out of his body bit by bit.

And the formation also weakened slightly during these repeated encounters.

"If you don't fight quickly, this formation may not be able to hold on!" Ning Zixuan was thinking about the consumption of the formation and the condition of the demonic energy in the old man's body.

The old man didn't think so. If the demonic energy dissipated too much, he would not be able to fully control the body. Then he would say that he would be killed by attacking both sides!

"Boy, I don't have time to slowly waste your punches and palms on you. Just die obediently under the cover of demons! Let you taste the fear brought by this endless darkness!"

Immediately afterwards, gray-black mist rose from the old man's body, slowly twisting around him, forming tens of thousands of black demon bodies, and finally gathered into a ferocious demon more than ten meters high, and then spread rapidly around.

"Being able to see my true nature is also considered your honor in this life. Just die in fear!"

An ethereal voice echoed in the second level of the cave. The entire cave completely fell into endless darkness, like hell, without a trace of light, only the gray-black demonic energy and all demons gathered together.

Looking at the scenes in front of him that may not be possible in the movie, the cold sweat on Ning Zixuan's forehead suddenly fell, and he was completely unsure that he could completely erase so much demonic energy.

"kill!"

With the black demon body's command, the demonic energy transformed into ten thousand demons rushed towards Ning Zixuan one after another, and shrill screams and cheers were emitted from his mouth, which was particularly cunning in the ears of the seven people.

Ning Zixuan strengthened his formation blessing, punching the demon bodies rushing over, and he was so devastated that he had just broken the first wave, but waves followed behind him, and as the formation blessing was about to be exhausted, his face and body were already wet with sweat.

The smile on Qingfeng's face disappeared at this moment. He underestimated the real strength of the demon. The strength he showed now, the destruction array set up by Ning Zixuan's current strength could not deal with this terrifying guy.

"Hmph, the last blow is enough to let me take you on the way myself, and you are proud of being on the Netherworld Road!"

"Demons gather together, killing plane!"

The entire darkness shrank rapidly, and tens of thousands of demons rushed into his palms wildly, and finally condensed into a dark spear. The demon's original hand moved, and the spear quickly turned, and then he firmly put me in the black and black hand.

A strange giggle came from his mouth, and he could already see the scene of Ning Zixuan being penetrated by the killing spear in his eyes. Thinking of this, he felt a boiling demonic energy in his body, and he was indescribable pleasure.

But just when he thought that all this was going according to his plan, the accident happened. His hand that threw out his spear was in mid-air. A subtle voice came from the old man's mouth: "Stop!"

"Old boy, you! You can actually have the consciousness of independence!" The demon's body was shocked. What he didn't want to see the least happened!
Chapter completed!