Seeing Old Qin coming towards him, Luo Tianquan showed a sneer of contempt on his face.
With a loud bang, a black gas suddenly fell from the top of Luo Tianquan's head, wrapping him in thick black gas. Those intricate black gas was like thousands of small snakes, wrapping around the attacking Old Qin.
Before the black air came to him, he could feel a chill coming towards him, freezing his bones. He could also hear faint, creepy wails coming from it.
Don’t underestimate it as it’s just a small piece of black fog. Who knows how many ghosts are hidden in it. The power of those millions of small snakes is no less than that of the giant black dragon with bared fangs and claws in the sky.
Old Qin's fist collided with the surging black air. A powerful force surged from the black air, not only stopping Old Qin, but also knocking him back more than ten steps, causing him to feel pain in both fists.
When he looked carefully, he found that his fists had turned dark red. It turned out that they were covered with spider-like wounds, from which bright red blood oozed.
Fortunately, Old Qin's cultivation had surpassed the peak of the innate realm, and his self-healing ability was super strong, so the wounds healed quickly. However, Old Qin was secretly shocked because the black mist was too strong.
"Old Qin, come on, charge over here, let's see which is harder, your fist or my Heavenly Net Yin Soul Formation."
Old Qin secretly groaned, he had underestimated this bastard, he didn't expect his defense to be so strong.
Sister Ajuan's flying sword flashed with blue light and instantly reached Luo Tianquan's right side, but Luo Tianquan ignored it. The little snakes formed by the black mist on his side seemed to come alive and instantly solidified into a black round shield, blocking Sister Ajuan's blue flying sword.
Not only that, the black round shield was like a giant octopus, as if it had grown millions of small tentacles, which suddenly stretched out and wrapped around Sister Juan's blue flying sword.
Sister Ajuan felt that those little black tentacles were very powerful, so she had to use all her strength to retract her blue flying sword. If her strength was a little weaker, the blue flying sword would probably have been taken away by the black air around Luo Tianquan.
Luo Tianquan became even more proud, and turned around and laughed wildly: "Sister Juan, you want to sneak attack me, you are too mean, but I like it. If you really miss me, come to my arms, don't use any flying swords."
Sister Juan was so angry that her eyebrows were raised: "Bah, shameless, be careful or I will kill you with a sword."
"Humph, if you could kill me with one sword, you would have done it long ago. You can't kill me. I am already connected to this Tianluo Yinhun Formation. If you attack me, you are attacking the entire formation. I am not focusing on you, otherwise, your flying sword would be mine."
Old Qin sighed softly, "We were fooled by him. If we had sniped him when the Tianluo Yinhun Formation was still weak, it would have been much easier. Now that he is integrated with this formation, the formation is getting stronger and stronger, and it is becoming more and more difficult to kill him."
Mo Yun shouted coldly: "Luo Tianquan, come here if you dare, let's fight one on one."
"One on one? Old Mo, you're dreaming. I won't be fooled by so many of you. Just wait for my third attack."
The wind was howling and the dark clouds in the sky were rolling like waves in the raging sea. The two giant dragons formed by black air no longer swooped down to attack, but flew backwards into the dark clouds in the sky.
The black dragon flew back into the dark clouds, and everyone felt the pressure relieved. All the disciples of Fangcun Mountain breathed a sigh of relief, but Mr. Mo Da frowned even more tightly. He understood that the black dragon flying back into the dark clouds was not a good thing. It did not mean that Luo Tianquan had given up the attack, but that he was going to launch the third level of attack.
Only two levels of the Heavenly Luo Ghost Formation were used, which already exhausted everyone. There was actually a third level. The attack of this third level would only be stronger and more terrifying than the first two levels.
A powerful ghost force, like a tornado, fell from the dark clouds. The violent tornado was full of howling ghosts. Wherever it passed, sand and rocks flew, houses collapsed, and ghosts cried and howled.
Looking at the ghost tornado that seemed to be standing tall and upright and constantly making shrill roars, the disciples of Fangcun Mountain felt their calves trembling constantly and almost sat on the ground.
The two black dragons have exhausted everyone, and now another tornado has arrived.
Everyone felt powerless and insignificant in front of this ghost tornado.
Luo Tianquan's ghostly face emerged from the ghost tornado. He grinned and said, "Hehe, let's see what you can do to stop me this time. Even if you have a thousand disciples forming a sword formation, I'm afraid you are no match for me."
Sister Ajuan looked in surprise at Luo Tianquan who was shrouded in black air in the distance. Luo Tianquan had his eyes closed, as if he was resting. However, he was not resting, but merging with the Tianluo Yinhun Formation. He projected his soul into the Yinhun tornado and let out a triumphant laugh.
Mr. Mo Da's face became serious again, and he shouted to his disciples in the strong wind: "Children, the time to test us has come. We will be afraid and hurt when facing the enemy, but we will not retreat. Even if we die, we will fight with our heads held high, rather than shrinking on the ground and waiting to die. Pick up our swords and use them to fight against evil."
Although hundreds of disciples were frightened, soon, a fearless look emerged on their faces. They waved their swords together and continued to activate the Wind and Thunder Sword Formation to resist the approaching ghost tornado.
Grandma Mo hugged Mo Lingshan and said, "Don't be afraid, little Lingshan. Grandma will always be with you."
Mo Xinyan also stroked his daughter's long hair with a smile: "Dad is with you, and our whole family is here."
Knowing that the situation was dangerous, Mo Lingshan showed a smile on her beautiful face: "Well, Shan'er, don't be afraid."
She also hugged her grandmother and father's arms.
Mr. Mo Da gently patted Mr. Mo Er on the shoulder and said, "Second brother, you have worked hard over the years. I didn't do a good job as the eldest brother, and our Fangcun Mountain fell into danger."
Mr. Mo Er smiled easily: "Brother, everything is destined by heaven. I believe that even if we all die here in battle today, the world will not forget us from Fangcun Mountain."
A trace of sadness surged on Xiao Mi Le's fat face: "Sect Master, you will always be our good sect master."
Sister Ajuan and Old Qin smiled at each other. She didn't know why, but Sister Ajuan felt a sweetness in her heart. She loved Gui Wuya deeply, but due to some mistake, she and Gui Wuya were separated in two different worlds from then on.
This time when I was searching for the five spirit towers and leaving the world of immortality, Old Qin had been with me all the time. Although this silent companionship was not love, it was also very precious.
"Old Qin, are we good friends?"
"Of course, hey, we have always been good friends."
"In the next life, we can still be good friends, okay?"
Old Qin was still not giving up, and he chuckled, "Well, is there anything else we can do?"
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