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Chu Yan could even see the power formed by the four clans distorting the air.
At this moment, when he looked at the distant mountain peaks, his vision had become blurry and he could not see clearly.
"You think you can stop me just like that?" Chu Yan sneered.
With the appearance of the Heaven's Punishment, he spread open his five fingers and abruptly tore them apart.
Rumble!
The surrounding force fields were all forcefully pulled by him, creating a gap.
"Purple Firmament Thunder Dragon!"
Chu Yan held onto the lightning in his hand, and fiercely thrusted downwards from the sky.
The lightning bolt was like a huge dragon descending from the sky, striking the white mist.
The white mist that was already on the verge of collapsing suddenly exploded.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The surrounding mountains were all destroyed by the explosion and dust began to spread out like a tidal wave.
At the same time, the white mist was also swept away, revealing the scene below.
In this area, in a hidden cave, a crisp sound rang out as the jade talisman in the young male cultivator's hand shattered into pieces.
A violent surge of spirit energy shot out in all directions like a rain of arrows.
He immediately activated True Divine Spirit to protect his body.
The clumps of spiritual energy landed on his body and created sparks.
Even so, there was still a strand of spirit energy that had pierced through his palm and spread out along with a clump of flesh on the stone wall of the cave, splattering out a shocking amount of blood spots.
"Bastard!" young monk clenched his teeth, a dense killing intent flashed past his eyes as he looked at the array disc.
This formation disk was originally perfect, but at this moment, several cracks appeared at the corners.
The crack was stuck in young monk's throat, like a thorn in his throat, making him feel like his perfect plan had been tainted.
"I never thought that damned Qilin would actually hide a skill and call for reinforcements." young monk took a few deep breaths and calmed himself down.
With a flick of his sleeve, the wound on his hand stopped bleeding.
"However, you just wait. In less than fifteen minutes, I will completely suppress you and extract your blood essence.
As for the fellow who came to save you, I want to cripple his cultivation and bring him back to teacher.
Saying that, young monk turned his head and looked towards the exit of the cave.
There, a slim figure was standing against the stone wall. A jade flute was pressed against her lips, playing a tune as intense as a golden horse's.
"Junior Sister!" "At the last moment, help me suppress this guy!" young monk roared.
At the entrance, Tang Lianyue's eyes were cold as he nodded.
A slender finger pressed on several of the holes on the jade flute, and suddenly, a ray of jade light shot out with the sound of the flute.
In the light, countless blade lights and sword shadows, full of killing intent, shot up to the sky with a loud bang, like a god of death descending to the world, the evil god was approaching.
In the cave, the young male cultivator revealed a cruel smile as he used his fingers to poke at the formation plate.
In an instant, countless demonic phantoms appeared. They were the wails of evil spirits, one after another.
Chu Yan was deep in the air, and he looked around.
At this moment, the space that had been distorted before had started to seep into the red light.
The redness was getting stronger and stronger.
At a glance, it was as if fresh blood was dripping unceasingly into a clear pool.
"You want to use such a formation to trap me?" Chu Yan let out a cold snort. With a flick of his wrist, he grabbed out with the huge sword forged from the spine of the Flood Dragon in his hand.
The surrounding air was instantly frozen and then violently exploded.
Chu Yan's body was instantly engulfed in flames and blood light that filled the sky.
The twisted force field and the overlapping void immediately ruptured one after another. In an instant, countless of wounds were slashed open by Chu Yan.
Miserable wails rang out one after another. It was as if countless ghosts were wailing and screaming at the same time.
The sound was getting louder and louder. In just a few moments, it had turned into a monstrous scene!
Chu Yan looked over.
He realized that blood was flowing out of the holes he had made, just like human wounds.
The blood immediately covered the gap again.
"He was actually able to block my sword?" Chu Yan coldly snorted, "Then what about this blade! Tai Yi Fire Blade! "
The blades of light spread and furiously slashed at the void, causing the blood-red light to shatter and the flames to collapse like a wall.
In front of Chu Yan, a huge hole suddenly appeared.
Around the hole, thick, viscous blood dripped and dripped continuously.
Chu Yan raised his hand and chopped down with his blade.
"Tai Yi Fire Blade!"
Boom!
An illusory and illusory fire exploded in an instant.
The hole instantly expanded many times over.
The tragic wails were immediately cut off.
The blood light in front of Chu Yan evaporated.
The four gateways from before reappeared.
However, what was different from before was that these four entrances were now pitch-black, as if they were filled with ink.
Streams of black gas rose from the surroundings of the portal and gathered in the air.
These air currents sometimes condensed into extremely sinister faces, and sometimes condensed into demonic gods whose entire bodies were covered with scales and horns. After a moment, they turned into a dense sea of fierce ghosts, all of them with incomplete bodies and varying states of death, wailing nonstop at Chu Yan. A bitter and cold wind swept up from the ground, causing people's bones to feel cold from the wind.
"With my time to breathe, I can lay down a hundred of these trap arrays." Chu Yan sneered.
This sound was transmitted into the cave through the formation. It immediately angered the young male cultivator who was controlling the formation to death. He let out an angry roar: "You dare to look down on me?"
Hearing that, Tang Lianyue who was standing at the cave entrance frowned, he raised his head and looked into the sky, then towards the cave: "Senior brother, we cannot create more problems anymore."
"Shut up! Of course I know! Those two idiots acted on their own and died, and even exposed us! " The young man stopped Tang Lianyue roughly. "It's precisely because of this that I want to bring these two fellows over to the teacher's side for him to teach us!
That qilin was already at the end of its tether. It wouldn't be able to struggle for long. I could completely focus my mind on this side.
Junior Sister, come and give me a hand and destroy these two fellows completely!
Otherwise, it will be hard to quell the hatred in my heart. "
Seeing that his senior was so insistent, and also thinking about the instructions from his master when he came here, Tang Lianyue silently sighed, and replied him.
Zhang Xuan's finger moved.
Instantly, the flute music that was surging and surging like a flood of iron and steel suddenly became gloomy and ghastly, causing one to feel as if they were in a deep abyss of despair. Pale white ghost hands were even grabbing towards them from below.
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