Even though spirit stones kept appearing in her hand, they quickly changed from crystal clear to dull and finally had no spiritual energy at all.
The female cultivator named Yang's face also became paler and paler, with sweat pouring down her forehead and temples.
Faced with such an attack, she tried hard to maintain the defense of her green cloak, and most of her spiritual energy had already been consumed.
She could only replenish it by constantly absorbing spirit stones and swallowing pills, but the rate of consumption was still far greater than the rate of absorbing spiritual energy.
A thick layer of mutilated corpses of "Dark Spirit Bats" had piled up on the ground around her, and blood was flowing everywhere.
This shows that she is using a lot of magic power every moment.
The blood rain was still splashing all over the sky, and the tendons and veins in the body began to ache due to the excessively rapid absorption of spiritual energy from the spirit stone.
There was no time to refine these spiritual energies before they were poured out from her hands using her body as a medium.
Under such circumstances, even if she still had a lot of spirit stones and pills to restore her spiritual energy, she couldn't hold on for too long.
Under the erosion of impurities in the spiritual energy that had not yet been refined, as well as the poison in the elixir, the physical body collapsed first.
This was only fifteen breaths after she summoned the "Wetland Thunder Bear" and moved forward about sixty feet.
The female cultivator named Yang knew that she could not hold on any longer like this, and she had to immediately refine the violent spiritual power in her body.
She gritted her teeth and immediately stopped the "Wetland Thunder Bear" from moving forward, letting it guard her side while she took the time to regulate her breathing and meditate.
Although she knew that this would be even more dangerous, she had no choice. She couldn't just die in the collision of spiritual energy.
However, in this way, she would no longer be able to defend herself from attacks from the rear.
This "Wetland Thunder Bear" will completely protect her and block all attacks from all directions, and the consumption will also increase.
The female cultivator named Yang's hands turned into afterimages, and she quickly replaced some unused low-level spirit stones from the puppet's body and put ten mid-grade spirit stones into it.
These ten mid-grade spirit stones were accumulated with great difficulty, and she did not have many of them.
The moment the middle-grade spirit stone was activated, an unprecedented light burst out from the "Wetland Thunder Bear" and its momentum suddenly increased.
A pair of thick bear legs were firmly nailed to the ground, and the fists had turned into afterimages, emitting dazzling dark blue light balls that spread all around.
The female cultivator named Yang didn't care about the ten mid-grade spirit stones at this moment and quickly closed her eyes.
She knew that if the "Wetland Thunder Bear" continued to explode like this, it would not be able to last long even with the support of mid-grade spirit stones.
But as long as she can be held back for at least a hundred breaths, she will be able to get slightly better.
The surrounding "dark spirit bats" were helpless against this puppet for a moment, as it was not a real creature and had no life.
There is only a third-level "Wetland Thunder Bear" spirit at the core of the formation, and the materials used to refine this puppet are very solid, especially the defensive power at the core formation.
These "Dark Spirit Bats" only have two wings, which are equivalent to foundation-building cultivators. They can force the female cultivator named Yang to this point because of a peculiar formation.
Only when they work together can they unleash a power that is almost as strong as that of a Jindan cultivator. Even so, they cannot destroy the opponent's body.
It is even more impossible to destroy the surface of the "Wetland Thunder Bear"'s body and inject venom into its body, causing it to die from poisoning.
The only effective attack on this puppet was their sonic attack, which caused damage to the spirit refined into it.
However, this puppet was of a very high level, and the formation at its core was even more sophisticated, so most of the sound waves they emitted were offset by the other party.
Even if a few of them attacked the spirit of the "Wetland Thunder Bear", they could not cause any harm to it. After all, it was the spirit of a third-level magical beast.
Therefore, the "Dark Spirit Bat" can only continue to trap the opponent with blood and death.
Just when the female cultivator surnamed Yang thought that she could pay some price to buy a short period of recovery, one of the surrounding "Dark Spirit Bats" suddenly made a strange flying posture in the air.
Then, several more "Dark Spirit Bats" followed him and flew up, making the same flying posture.
The "Dark Spirit Bat" that first made a strange flight suddenly spit out an extremely thin black silk thread from its mouth during its rapid flight and shot it towards the "Wetland Thunder Bear".
The moment the black thread flew towards the "Wetland Thunder Bear", it was hit by a ball of deep blue light.
However, the black silk thread was not broken or shattered. Instead, it seemed soft and weak, and was shaken to one side by the force.
Then, one end of the black silk thread swung over, which made the "Wetland Thunder Bear" slightly startled.
In just a moment, the black thread wrapped around its fist, but it did not emit any power or corrosiveness.
In response to this, the "Wetland Thunder Bear" sensed it and although it was confused, it could only continue to fight the opponent while being attacked from all directions.
On the other hand, the "Dark Spirit Bat" that spit out black silk threads deflated its body almost instantly, as if all its energy was drained out in an instant, and it fell headfirst to the ground.
Then, those "Dark Spirit Bats" that made strange flying postures spit out an extremely thin black silk thread and hit the enemy.
These black threads were very strange. Under the recoil of the "Wetland Thunder Bear", only two or three tenths of them were broken apart, and most of them hit his fists and arms.
After spitting out the black silk, the strength of those "Dark Spirit Bats" disappeared instantly, and they fell from the air one by one.
At this time, more and more "Dark Spirit Bats" began to make this flying posture, swaying in the cave like a group of demons dancing wildly, which made people feel a little chilly.
It was like raining in the sky, and one after another "Dark Spirit Bats" fell.
After these "dark spirit demon bats" fell to the ground, they did not die immediately, but their bodies were cracked with deep cracks that could see the bones, and dark red blood gushed out. They screamed miserably and kept flopping on the ground, unable to fly or die immediately. They were in great pain, as if they were suffering in purgatory.
As the black silk threads spit out by the "Dark Spirit Bat" flew out, the attacking movements of the "Wetland Thunder Bear" gradually slowed down.
Every time it struck out, it seemed to be struggling extremely hard, and soon it could no longer protect the female cultivator named Yang.
The female cultivator named Yang also felt the life-and-death crisis and immediately opened her beautiful eyes. She looked at everything in front of her in horror.
The "Dark Spirit Bats" on the ground screamed miserably and flapped around, almost blocking the entire corridor.
Some "Dark Spirit Bats" crawled towards her little by little in an even more ferocious manner, baring their white teeth in pain, as if they wanted to bite her before they died.
Like a group of evil ghosts who had died of resentment, they crawled towards her, wailing. The female cultivator named Yang suddenly felt layers of cold shivers on her fair skin.
There was no other sound in the ears of the female cultivator named Yang, just a series of shrill screams one after another, and a series of shrill, hideous and bloody faces.
And she had only meditated for about thirty breaths, thirty times. The time was really very short, and under normal circumstances one would not feel it at all.
The female cultivator named Yang realized that these "dark spirit bats" were using an extreme self-mutilation attack method.
Before, even when they were killed by themselves and the "Wetland Thunder Bear", they did not use this method.
Now, as soon as she saw the shrill screams on the ground and the densely packed "Dark Spirit Bats" that looked like Shura ghosts, the female cultivator named Yang knew that the pain brought by this attack was more terrible than death.
Therefore, this type of attack should be the extreme attack method that the "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" is most reluctant to use.
But at this time, she no longer had much time to think, because the limbs of the "Wetland Thunder Bear" were bound by some silk threads.
At this moment, every time it threw a punch, the light bursting out from its body became more and more dazzling. It was extremely consuming the power of the ten mid-grade spirit stones.
The light on its body has dimmed a lot. It seems that in twenty more breaths, all its power will be gone.
However, its defensive speed can no longer provide much protection for the female cultivator named Yang.
The green cloak on the body of the female cultivator named Yang once again gathered strength. As soon as she cast the spell, she felt severe pain and burning in every muscle and vein throughout her body due to the surging spiritual power.
It was as if thousands of steel knives were stirring inside her body at the same time. She immediately groaned, and a stream of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
After smelling the blood, the "Dark Spirit Bats" around, even those screaming miserably on the ground, became excited and fluttered towards her even faster.
The female cultivator named Yang gritted her teeth and swung her green cloak violently, instantly killing dozens of "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" that were shooting at her like sharp arrows in excitement.
As her courage was exhausted, she suddenly felt that the spiritual power in her body became intermittent, and the tendons in her arms seemed to be torn apart.
Her eyes suddenly turned pale and she knew that death was coming.
She dropped her arms weakly, and the spirit of her original "Wetland Thunder Bear" also sensed her danger and turned around with difficulty.
The huge head lowered and looked down, with a hint of sadness in its eyes. It threw a punch desperately, causing the surrounding air to vibrate.
But because he seemed to be entangled by the silk threads, his movements were slow, and he only killed three or four "Dark Spirit Bats". Then he was tied up again like an old man.
"I have been on the path of immortality for more than a thousand years, but now my path has turned into blood and mud."
The female cultivator surnamed Yang was thinking these words in her heart. Today would be the day when she would die.
At the same time, she thought of some people.
"I hope they are all well! I have been looking for them for so many years, but I still haven't been able to see them in person."
Then, a dark mass of "dark demon bats" flew towards her...
The female cultivator named Yang suddenly revealed a silent smile, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding space suddenly became turbulent and violent. How could she be someone who could be bullied
Her demise can only be ended by herself, no one can kill her.
At this moment, a low voice sounded in the ears of the female cultivator named Yang.
"Do you know Shuang Chongshan?"
The sound came suddenly, and although it seemed inaudible amid the countless shrill screams, it was undoubtedly like a bolt from the blue in the ears of the female cultivator named Yang.
She suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, but her aura became more and more uncontrollable and violent.
The black mass of "Dark Spirit Bats" that had pounced upon her had disappeared, replaced by an unreal illusory figure, whose back filled her entire field of vision.
The black shadow had his back to her and waved his hand to create a mountain of heavy palm shadows. The surrounding "Dark Spirit Bats" exploded into balls of blood rain.
The female cultivator named Yang was shocked. She was not shocked by the opponent's strength, but she was just not good at such a reckless confrontation.
Those "Dark Spirit Bats" roared angrily and spit out extremely thin black silk threads, which entangled the opponent's fists and arms.
But as soon as it touched, it was burned clean by something and could not restrain the man's hands and feet at all.
She could feel that the other party's strength was at most similar to Song Rongdao's, and the fluctuations of his spiritual power were extremely strong, but judging from his aura, it was almost the same as hers.
However, what shocked her even more was the words the other party said, that name!!!