Under the astonished gazes of the elves, the Corpse Refining Formation began to operate, the soul power gathered, and traces of lightning surrounded the bone spurs, emitting a faint light.
Ron put his hands on the formation's eyes, used soul burning, and frantically injected all the soul power into the corpse formation.
Refining spirit corpses requires enormous soul power, and after a while, Ron was already sweating profusely.
Beads of sweat flowed down, blurring Ron's eyes. Due to the use of soul burning, his soul power was evacuated faster, and he lost all soul power after only a short period of support.
Ron's soul in the sea of consciousness has become extremely dim, as if it will disappear at any time, accompanied by painful wailing.
"I can't hold it anymore..." Ron only felt a burst of dizziness in his mind, and his consciousness fell into a haze.
At this time, the soul ring in his hand flashed strangely, and a vast and huge soul power slowly came through the top of Ron's soul, which shocked Ron's spirit.
"Here we come!" Ron felt a little joy in his heart.
Sure enough, with the addition of the power of the soul ring, the power of the Corpse Refining Formation became more abundant, and the place where Fa Lan was stabbed by the Soul-devouring Beast began to recover. At this time, the entire Corpse Refining Formation glowed with a strong blue light , In the night, it looks extraordinarily dazzling.
"What's that?" Chris's attention was attracted by the light of Corpse Refining Formation, he frowned and asked aloud.
"I don't know! Don't worry about it..." Ram frowned, "Get rid of this old guy first!"
At this moment, Kirbitt was already covered in blood. Under the siege of the two, he was stabbed in the shoulder, and the blood flowed out, but he was still gritting his teeth desperately.
"What are those people doing? Why aren't they leaving?" Kirbitt wanted to remind the elves aloud, but he was pressed so hard by the two that he had no time to speak.
"Look, this corpse seems to be alive..." Silia said in surprise, pointing to Falan's corpse in the Corpse Refining Formation.
I saw that the dark gray spots on the face of Falan's corpse had all gone, revealing his pale face as a magician. His body shook slightly, and his whole body was full of vitality, as if he had come to life.
"Sure enough, it's amazing!" Edge rubbed his eyes, "He won't really come back to life, will he?"
"No, what has changed is only the surface, he still doesn't have any breath!" Illian shook his head, denying Edge's statement, "Undead magic is amazing!"
Then he turned his eyes to the sky and frowned, "It's just... I don't know if Master Kirbit can hold on until that moment, it's hard to say—"
"Ron, please hurry up!" Xia Ya said in her heart. Seeing that her grandfather was at a disadvantage, looking like he was going to die at any time, she became more anxious. She didn't dare to urge him for fear of disturbing Ron. She had to look at him pleadingly.
It was also a critical moment for Ron to refine the spirit corpse. At this time, the power of the spirit corpse began to re-form, its fingers moved, and its body began to float.
With a sound of "Boom—", the corpse refining formation suddenly burst into light, and a powerful force spread instantly. Then, a beam of light shot up into the sky, piercing the night sky.
In the vast starry sky, a little bit of power was sprinkled, and these powers filled the entire corpse refining formation, reaching an extremely terrifying situation.
Ron hadn't known how many times he had injected soul power, and now he rolled his eyes, "soul burning" made him want to die.
"What's that?" The piercing beam of light and that terrifying power attracted the attention of the three sanctuary experts, they quickly stopped, staring at the scene in front of them dumbfounded.
"What a powerful force!" Chris exclaimed. Judging from this power alone, it is not inferior to any strong man in the sanctuary.
At this time, Chris's eyes were fixed, and he fell on the mountainside of Banpo. At this moment, he saw the origin of the beam of light and Ron in front of the magic circle.
"It's Ron...he made something like a magic circle!" Chris shouted.
"Ron?" Ram took a look, sure enough, it wasn't Ron who it was. At this moment, his heart sank, "Not good!"
"Chris, you go and kill them for me now, immediately..." Ram said loudly, for some reason, he had a bad premonition, as if something was about to happen.
"Huh!" Chris snorted coldly, frowning tightly. He was very disgusted with Ram's behavior of giving orders. They are all strong in the sanctuary. Who orders whom
But now it's hard to worry about so much, the sudden power made him feel fear, Chris flashed and swept towards the mountainside.
"Hey Chris, where are you going?"
At this time, an old figure appeared in front of Chris, blocking his way. It was Kirbitt, who was covered in scars at this moment, but still stood tenaciously, with the holy sword in his hand pointing at Chris.
Although Kirbett didn't know what Ron was messing with, judging from the tense situation of the two, it must be a good thing.
"Old ghost, your opponent is me, Chris, hurry up and kill Ron!" At this time, Ram also rushed over on the manticore and fought with Kirbitt.
The flames of war ignited, and the battle between Ram and Kirbit also reached a fever pitch.
Chris quickly bypassed Kirbett, rushed towards the elf team halfway up the mountain, and laughed wildly, "Hahaha, it's just a few little reptiles, watch me kill you all in one move..."
"No, Chris is here!" Illian's face changed drastically, and he turned around suddenly, "Ron, how long is it?"
"Quick... soon..." Ron said weakly, he raised his head and looked at Illian with difficulty, his face was covered with sweat, "give me... just a few more minutes..."
"Okay, I'll give you a few minutes!" Irian gritted his teeth and took out the magic wand from the interspatial bag.
"Haha, go to hell!" Chris laughed wildly, and a sword energy hit everyone like a mountain overwhelming.
"Magic Shield!"
Irian yelled, and a circular magic shield opened suddenly, enveloping everyone inside.
With a sound of "Boom," the black sword energy hit the magic shield, making a huge explosion sound, and the magic shield shook a few times, barely blocking it.
Irian spit out a mouthful of blood with a "pow-" and sat down on the ground.
"Illian!"
"Brother Elian..."
All the elves ran away, Opavi stretched his hands to protect Irian, "Are you okay!"
Irian shook his head, Silia immediately treated Irian, and his wound recovered immediately.
Although Irian's injuries recovered, his magic power could not be restored for a while.
"What? You actually blocked my sword move? You nasty elves..." Chris cursed fiercely, "It seems that you are impatient. Since you want to die, don't blame me!"
Chris raised the long sword high. He only used 40% of his strength for the blow just now, and now he will use 60% of his strength to strike that blow.
Irian's face changed drastically, and he quickly turned around and said, "Everyone pass on their power to me..."
"Good!" the elves said in unison.
"I... what are we going to do?" asked Xiaya and Kupu, who also wanted to help.
"Just put your hand behind my back, and Illian will gather everyone's strength!" said Phil, who was at the end of the line.
"Oh... ok... ok!" Shayakup put his hands on Phil's back.
Opavilla, Celia, Edge, Dietrich, Aurora, Phil, Char, Kupp and everyone lined up in a straight line.
"It's started!" Irian said in a deep voice. At this time, Shaar's body moved, and she only felt the power in her body being drawn out continuously, and sent towards Irian.
"Magic Shield!"
Gathering the strength of nine people, Irian put the magic wand across his chest, and the magic shield began to glow intensely. At this time, Chris's sword energy had already blasted.
"Boom—" sounded like a shocking blow, and the ground shook a little. The powerful force passed through the magic shield, and all nine people were blown away. This time, they were not so lucky, and the magic shield exploded directly. .
"Hey, do you think you can block my blow by gathering everyone's strength? It's simply overpowering, these elves are so innocent and cute..." Chris laughed.
Chris's strength was so strong that no one could resist it. For a while, everyone including Irian was seriously injured.
"But these elves are really difficult to deal with, and there is such a way to gather strength..." Chris muttered.
"It seems that I have to strike again..." Chris had a smirk on his face, "Ron, let's see who can help you block this sword this time?"
"Great Crack—"
At this time, a monstrous sword energy pressed down like a mountain with a terrifying aura. This time, Chris had already decided to show no mercy.
"Ahem——" Illian raised his head with difficulty, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, looked at Ron who was still working hard, and smiled wryly, "I'm sorry... Ron... we have... tried our best..."
"Want... am I going to die? Huh... I don't want to die on this alien plane..." Silia's eyes were full of despair.
At this time, with a "click" sound, the Corpse Refining Formation suddenly stopped operating, and the light suddenly spread, turning half of the sky into daylight.
"It's... It's done..." Ron was overjoyed.
At this moment, he seemed to be fished out of the water, drenched all over, almost collapsed, and with a "boom-", he lay powerlessly on the ground.
Facing the spirit corpse in the battle, it seemed to be alive, it suddenly opened its eyes, and slowly raised a hand.
"Magic Shield!"
In an instant, a magic shield appeared between the sky and the earth, like a protective cover, not only covering everyone, but even the entire hill.
This magic shield is much stronger than Irian's magic shield just now.
"boom-"
The powerful earth-type sword energy bombarded the huge magic shield, and the magic shield only shook slightly before blocking it, making Chris almost stare out his eyes.
"Falan" stood up slowly. Compared with Speck, his face was full of aura, and he looked like a living person.
Still, he was a dead man.
The elves watched all this dumbfounded.
This corpse actually came back to life!
At this time, Fran bowed slightly to Ron.
"Master, what are your orders..."