Seeing this, Huang Yuchen frowned, and Qi Zhengye had already rushed up and fought with two black fog beasts. For a moment, black fog filled the dark fog, mixed with the light red fighting spirit emitted by Liu Xing'an and Qi Zhengye. The roaring sound was endless. The air fluctuations from the powerful impact hit Huang Yuchen's face, making his thinking more clear.

It is obvious that the combat power of the three of them is not the opponent of the white-haired Taoist. Although Liu Xing'an and Qi Zhengye seem to be able to tie the game with three fog-shaped beasts for the time being, the Taoist has not really taken action yet. If this continues, not only will they not be able to get any useful information, but the three of them may also be beaten for nothing.

Thinking of this, Huang Yuchen made a fuss in his heart. Regardless of his tired body and the energy vortex that was on the verge of exhaustion, he directly raised his hands and began to carve the formation in the air.

He didn't have much to do at this moment, but it was not difficult to make some simple formations and activate them. Although he lost the ability to fight head-on, as a formation magician, he didn't need to fight head-on with the enemy when he came.

Not long after, the two small source gathering arrays had been carved. Huang Yuchen had portrayed several barrier arrays and formations that quickly condense energy based on these two small source gathering arrays. Because Qi Zhengye and Liu Xing'an used ordinary fighting spirit, this was much simpler than Huang Yuchen's own fire attribute elements before. After a few breaths, the two combined formations had been carved. Huang Yuchen carved two golden talismans on his two palms, stepped forward, and directly joined the battle situation.

At this moment, Qi Zhengye and Liu Xing'an had completely fought with the three-headed fog beasts, and attacks one after another, but these fog beasts seemed to have no entity. The attacks of Liu Xing'an and Qi Zhengye could not cause absolute damage to them, but they would only cause the fog on their bodies to dissipate a little, but soon the fog would return to their original state. Fortunately, the attack method of these three-headed fog beasts was relatively simple, and the two did not feel stretched to deal with it. Although they could not hurt these fog beasts, they would not suffer any harm themselves.

It was obvious that the Taoist did not use much strength, Huang Yuchen knew very well.

After joining the battle, he used the little energy left to slap two golden talismans on the backs of the two people's attacks, and then quickly retreated until he retreated near the formation he had portrayed. Then he let out a breath and shouted: "Condensation!"

With Huang Yuchen calling out, the two combined formations he portrayed immediately began to operate, and the golden talisman he had just slapped behind the two people was continuously conveying energy to Qi Zhengye and Liu Xing'an. This is the most effective thing Huang Yuchen can do now. As for other formations, such as attack types, they will not have any effect in the current battle. Huang Yuchen's purpose is to let Qi Zhengye and Liu Xing'an delay time as much as possible and let himself find a way to get out of trouble.

While Huang Yuchen was thinking about it here, Qi Zhengye and Liu Xing'an were fighting with the three fog beasts, and the old Taoist priest on the side was just standing quietly. Just now, Huang Yuchen and others had forgotten the jokes about him, and they could not feel any anger at all. He seemed to be observing, observing Huang Yuchen's every move. Even if Huang Yuchen portrayed the formation and placed the talisman on Qi Liu and the others, the Taoist priest had no intention of blocking it.

With his cultivation level, it is not difficult to defeat Huang Yuchen and the other three. Moreover, the three-headed fog beast he transformed into is obviously not much different from Qi Zhengye Liu Xing'an's combat power, and it is impossible to decide the winner in a short time. This Taoist priest is waiting, but Huang Yuchen could not have thought of what he was waiting for.

At this moment, Huang Yuchen frowned. The Taoist priest did not take action and only used the fog beast transformed from three shadows to fight. This made Huang Yuchen a little confused, but since he chose to do this, he must have his purpose.

"What is he waiting for..." Huang Yuchen's eyes kept staring at the Taoist old man not far away. His face seemed to be even more gloomy at this moment. Behind him was the towering statue of the Five Thunder Gods. The battle at this moment made the black fog in the hall spread. Through these fog, the huge statue had a little more mystery.

After a moment, the Taoist priest's eyes suddenly condensed, and a light came out of his eyes. Huang Yuchen immediately captured the sudden change and immediately shouted: "Senior Brother, be careful!"

At this moment, the shadow that originally linked the Three-Headed Fog Beast was suddenly cut off, and the Three-Headed Fog Beast disappeared instantly. Then the shadow under the Taoist priest's feet immediately grew bigger, and a sharp sword transformed straight from his shadow and stabbed directly at Qi Zhengye, who was closest to him.

Everything happened in an instant. Before Qi Zhengye and Liu Xing'an could react, the black sword had already approached. At this moment, it was too late for Qi Zhengye to dodge. He subconsciously punched the sword, trying to use his fighting spirit to resist the attack, but things went against his wishes. The sword flew out more than several times faster than Qi Zhengye's speed, and easily avoided Qi Zhengye's fist.

"puff……"

The next moment, the black sword directly penetrated Qi Zhengye's chest, and blood immediately dripped out of thin air. The sword was controlled by the Taoist priest and floated out of thin air. Qi Zhengye's mouth was spurted with blood, his eyes wide open, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word. His hands were holding the black sword that pierced his chest weakly. He could feel the power flowing rapidly in his body.

"Senior Brother!"

"Junior brother!"

Huang Yuchen and Liu Xing'an shouted almost at the same time. Liu Xing'an ran towards Qi Zhengye at the first time. The fighting spirit in his body surged wildly, and he used it without restraint. He rushed directly and punched the connection between the black sword and the shadow. But just before that, the Taoist priest quickly took back his shadow and stood quietly aside, as if nothing had happened.

"Dong..."

Qi Zhengye's body fell to the ground and made a dull sound. Liu Xing'an didn't care about what the Taoist priest wanted to help him lift Qi Zhengye up, his eyes red.

Huang Yuchen quickly ran to Qi Zhengye's side, picked up his palms, put his hands on his pulse, and felt that Qi Zhengye's pulse was about to disappear. He was anxious and his eyes were red. He circulated the small amount of energy in his body, and began to instill into Qi Zhengye's body in vain, hoping to continue Qi Zhengye's life in this way.

Qi Zhengye's eyes were already a little confused, and the pain seemed to have disappeared in his body. He stared at Liu Xing'an who was holding him, his chin moved slightly, as if he was about to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

Liu Xing'an clenched his teeth, his eyes were bloody, and he couldn't say a word. He felt as if something was blocking his chest, as if countless words were blocked in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.

Huang Yuchen held Qi Zhengye's hand tightly, and a faint white fluorescence radiated from his whole body. The light slowly flowed towards Qi Zhengye's body. This was one of the few yang powers in Huang Yuchen's body, but the effect was very limited when entering Qi Zhengye's body. Huang Yuchen's body was not much yang powers left, and Qi Zhengye suffered fatal injuries, and he was not able to save him by Yang powers.

Although the power of Yang is called the power of Yang, it does not have the effect of healing. Huang Yuchen was already confused at this moment and didn't know how to deal with the things in front of him. His eyes were red and his mind was in chaos. This was the first time he saw the person around him seriously injured in front of him. This feeling made him feel more painful than the feeling of the long sword stabbing into his body. This was a pain from the depths of his heart and could not be expressed in words.

Liu Xingan hugged Qi Zhengye, and the wound on his chest kept flowing out of blood, dyeing the ground below red. Huang Yuchen pressed Qi Zhengye's wound with his hands, but it was useless. The blood kept pouring out, dyeing Huang Yuchen's hands and dyeing his clothes red.

The Taoist standing beside him, at this moment, the shadow under his feet transformed into a black long sword again, floating silently beside him. He looked at everything that was happening in front of him, without any emotion in his eyes, and his eyes were empty of waves, as if he had stepped on an ant to death. This killing could not make a sensation in his heart.

"I said, you have never seen real suffering." The Taoist said softly, and at the same time, he directed the black long sword beside him to stab Liu Xing'an's back directly at a very fast speed.

At this moment, Huang Yuchen didn't know where the strength came from. He roared and stood up directly, and punched the black long sword that was stabbing over. Huang Yuchen's whole body shone brightly, and the strong light even made people unable to look directly.

Huang Yuchen's fist did not touch the black long sword. During the speeding process, the long sword was directly corroded by the light emitted from Huang Yuchen's body, and turned into nothingness in the air. This strong light shone on the Taoist priest on the side, causing him to take a step back involuntarily. A faint black mist began to emerge all over his body, which looked exactly like Lu Hongbo was corroded by the power of the sun.

"It seems that it's time." Liu Xing'an hugged Qi Zhengye, his eyes red, but his tone was very firm, and he couldn't hear a trace of sadness. Qi Zhengye's face was pale at this moment, and his eyes were already lost. Liu Xing'an was not sure whether Qi Zhengye had heard what he said, so he sighed gently, put Qi Zhengye's body on the ground, and then pulled out a dagger from his waist and gently stroked his wrist.

A golden liquid flowed out from Liu Xing'an's wrist and dripped directly on Qi Zhengye's body. Almost at this moment, a dazzling light curtain spread rapidly from the two of them as the core. The brightness of the light fog even surpassed the light emitted by Huang Yuchen.
Chapter completed!