As he spoke, Ding Yushan had actually broken free from the control of the gray talisman. The white light from the long pen in his hand was extremely blinding. He actually wanted to detonate the magic weapon first, severely injure the enemy, and then find an opportunity to escape with his men.
Seeing the spiritual power in the long pen in Ding Yushan's hand begin to violently surge, Mi Heng couldn't help but narrow his eyes. The self-detonation of a foundation-building master's magic weapon was quite terrifying. Even if he was in his prime, he would not be able to resist it at such a close distance.
And it seems that this long pen must be the opponent's life-saving magic weapon. It is estimated that with this self-detonation, everything within a hundred feet, or even five hundred feet, may be reduced to ashes.
"We must stop him from self-destructing." Mi Heng couldn't help but think in his mind, but his hands did not stop. He slapped the storage bag quickly and continuously. Talismans of various colors flew out, and there was a faint wisp of black smoke emanating from Mi Heng's body.
He had a great attainment in battle formations and talisman making. Even the owner of the manor admired him and taught him some magic skills.
The magic function allows Mi Heng to have a physique far superior to others, and can improve his cultivation in a short period of time, which makes other cultivators envious.
In an instant, Ding Yushan felt a force that did not belong to the five elements emanating from these talismans, which made the spiritual power in his body tremble.
The spiritual power that had been flowing smoothly just now began to slow down again, and Ding Yushan felt an inexplicable confusion in his heart, which made him a little irritable. This startled Ding Yushan, and he quickly suppressed the confusion in his heart and was determined to activate the self-harm secret method regardless of the consequences.
"There's really not even a glimmer of hope for escape!" Ding Yushan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Once he used this secret technique, he would really want to die together with his opponent. He would not have any extra energy to escape, not to mention using spiritual power to sweep people away.
"Big... Big Brother... wait... wait!" Just as Ding Yushan had already begun to silently activate the spell, he heard the third sister's soft cry behind him, and her voice was strangely hesitant.
Only three breaths had passed since the formation was broken. Although Ding Yushan and Mi Heng were always keeping an eye on others, their main focus was of course on each other.
What they didn't realize was that the other people were now behaving extremely strangely.
The first ones to notice something was wrong were, of course, the two Jiugong Mountain monks who had fallen to the ground and were seriously injured, and Ding Yushan's third junior sister. Only the three of them remained conscious and watched everything happen.
The consciousness of the two Jiugong Mountain monks, except for the one who had just been seriously injured, had begun to blur, but he still knew that the next moment was his life and death.
So he gave a miserable smile to his fellow apprentice whom he had no intention of rescuing, and waited for his own death.
But the monk from Jiugong Mountain did not wait for the storm-like attack that followed.
Instead, he saw in a daze that his junior fellow apprentice's eyes suddenly became surprised when he looked at him, and then his mouth began to open wide. He then looked to the front and side in confusion.
After Ding Yushan's third junior sister finished speaking the first sentence to Ding Yushan, she immediately thought of the fourth junior brother and became confused for a moment. She had just been attacked by the green-robed man and was also concerned about her eldest senior brother, so she ignored the fourth junior brother for a moment.
But why is there no movement over there
"And that green-robed man!"
She was shocked. Although the magic weapon Ding Yushan had used was extraordinary, Ding Yushan was now fully focused on dealing with the fake elixir cultivator and had no extra spiritual power to control the magic weapon that turned into the Wind and Snow White Wolf.
With the green-robed man's strength, he should be able to subdue the magic weapon quickly. She quickly raised her eyes and looked forward, and then she and the two Jiugong Mountain monks saw a scene that they would never see again.
There were more than twenty monks charging forward. The first to come in were of course Mi Heng and the green-robed monk, followed by a thin monk and a charming Taoist nun, and finally two other foundation-building monks with a large number of Qi-condensing monks.
Mi Heng and the green-robed monk rushed towards the female monk and Ding Yushan on the ground immediately.
The monk from Jiugong Mountain who wanted to escape immediately ran into the thin monk and the pretty Taoist nun head-on as soon as he rushed out.
The thin monk had a sinister look on his face and was extremely ruthless in his attack. He came up with two red meteor hammers, which instantly transformed into two small red rhinos, and crashed into the arms of the monk from Jiugong Mountain like a meteor chasing the moon.
On the other side, the pretty Taoist nun looked particularly pitiful. She chuckled and raised a white jade-like hand, and something like a tortoise shell appeared in front of her.
There were mottled patterns on this object, and it grew as the wind blew. It immediately formed a horizontal wall in front of it, instantly blocking the way of the monks from Jiugong Mountain.
The two of them cooperated very well, as if they often worked together. One attacked and the other defended, and they sealed the only remaining gap, blocking the monks from Jiugong Mountain tightly.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the monk from Jiugong Mountain turned sharply in the air, trying to avoid the two little red rhinos while bypassing the tortoise shell wall.
But just as he dodged, the mottled patterns on the tortoise shell wall suddenly shot out golden rays. These golden rays fell on the body of the Jiugong Mountain monk, and suddenly made his body go limp. It seemed as if he lost control of the spiritual power in his body and could no longer muster even a little bit.
He was so shocked that two small red rhinos hit his chest heavily and knocked him back in an instant.
At the same time, Ding Yushan's fourth junior brother, who was following closely behind, also collided with the other two. It was too late for the fourth junior brother to turn around and avoid them, and he felt despair in his heart.
One of the two foundation-building monks was also in the late stage of foundation-building, while he was only in the middle stage of foundation-building, the same realm as the other person. Moreover, there were a large number of Qi Condensation monks behind the enemy, who could cut him into pieces in an instant. "This is going to be death." This was the first thought that came to his mind. He knew that he did not have the ability to fight across levels, and was just an ordinary middle stage of foundation-building monk. If he wanted to win against an enemy of the same realm as himself, he would have to fight hard, let alone in this situation.
But he knew that if he met these monks, even if he wanted to beg for mercy, he would probably have no chance. Just as he gritted his teeth and was about to fight hard, an incredible scene appeared in his eyes.
First came the twenty or so Qi Condensation cultivators behind the two Foundation Establishment cultivators. They rushed over with spiritual weapons and treasures in their hands, shouting and excitement flashing in their eyes.
Although these Qi Condensation cultivators knew that if they met this cultivator under normal circumstances, the other party could take the lives of so many of them with just one breath.
But at this time, all we need to do is to cheer them on, and then we can take credit for it. In the case that the owner of the manor is furious, maybe we can get less punishment because we have fought so hard.
Just as these people were rushing forward, they suddenly lost the ability to move, and the shouts from their mouths also stopped abruptly.
This made the four foundation-building monks in the village who were closer to them in front feel something unusual behind them, and they couldn't help but look back in the midst of their busy schedule.
What they saw were more than twenty Qi Condensation monks who were suddenly as if they were under a spell of immobilization, each of them holding a spiritual weapon or magic treasure, and maintaining various postures of running forward.
Then, it was as if a wind blew past them, and the bodies of these monks, who originally looked like clay sculptures or wooden statues, suddenly began to fall apart.
In an instant, it turned into piles of dust behind the four of them, and then scattered to the ground, leaving only some spiritual weapons and treasures rolling on the ground.
This sudden situation not only frightened the fourth junior brother from the Fengxue Sect on the opposite side, but also the four foundation-building masters in the Beiling Villa were horrified. They were scared to death and had no idea what was going on.
For a moment, the people on both sides who were paying attention to the situation didn't know what was going on, but this kind of weirdness meant that something big was going to happen. Just when the five people were about to sound the alarm at the same time.
First, the four foundation-building monks from the Beiling Mountain Villa suddenly felt a buzzing in their heads, and then their faces flushed, and there was a dull look in their eyes.
With somewhat ferocious and fearful expressions, they stood there unable to move, as if their bodies were frozen in an instant.
At the same time, a cold voice came into the ears of the fourth junior brother of Fengxue Sect, "Stay where you are, otherwise, you will die!"
The Fengxue Sect monk was about to sound a warning when his voice suddenly got stuck in his throat. Then he felt a light breeze blowing across his face, and he turned around woodenly.
I saw a green-robed monk in the village with a green light still flickering on his hand, but his face was already covered with red. The horror in his eyes was slowly fading away, and a dull look was slowly filling his eyes.
It was not until this time that the faint cry of the third junior sister of Fengxue Sect was heard, causing Mi Heng and Ding Yushan to stop.
Mi Heng suddenly felt his heart tighten, and a sense of crisis that had only occurred to him in life and death situations surged into his heart. This feeling made him feel like he was struck by lightning.
Without having time to think, Mi Heng simply fled to the side.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded in his ears, and also echoed in the ears of the only few sober people, making each of them feel a chill to the bones.
"You are neither human nor ghost, lie down."
Then Mi Heng felt a roar like thunder in his head. His body, which was flying rapidly, fell heavily to the ground with a "thump", as if it was a person whose blood and essence had been drained.
The increasingly thick black smoke that had just been emanating from his body dissipated in an instant, and Mi Heng still had a thought in his mind that he didn't believe, "My body can already withstand a blow from an ordinary foundation-building cultivator, but why..."
It was not until this moment, in the horrified eyes of Ding Yushan and others, that a black figure slowly emerged from the void where Mi Heng had just fallen.
Although Li Yan had been sent in for some time, he was not very confident that he could take down so many people at once. If he just wanted to kill the other party, he felt that there was a 70% chance of doing it.
However, Li Yan wanted to keep the Foundation Establishment cultivator for interrogation. As for the Qi Condensation cultivator, it would be better to kill him directly. Anyway, he had basically confirmed his identity.
Since Li Yan remembered the source of the familiar aura in the formation, and considering that they were hostile to the cultivators in the village, he could roughly guess the origins of Ding Yushan and others.
So after Li Yan took action, he still yelled at the "Fourth Junior Brother" of Fengxue Sect not to move, as he still couldn't really and accurately grasp the range of his poison.
If they were not careful, all the monks on Ding Yushan's side would die from his own poison and return to their hometowns.
After Li Yan's figure gradually solidified, all the sober people below involuntarily locked their eyes on him, a solitary figure in a black robe.