Jin Ling moved, while releasing the golden blade, because he was extremely fast, at first the other party's Jin Dan monk was able to deal with it, and then gradually unable to keep up, when the earth wall towered, Jin Ling had moved to the next angle, the golden blade broke through the air, and could only rely on the flying swords of the monks to pry and block, and in a short time, there were already three black-clothed monks who were seriously injured and lost their ability to fight At this time, the snow was even bigger, and the goose-feather-like snow flakes fluttered and fell on every corner of Taibai Peak, but in the dense forest in front of him, there was not the slightest snowflake falling, and the battle was too fierce.
A trace of fine sweat appeared on Jin Ling's forehead, and due to the excessive consumption of the spirit element, he was a little out of strength.
After the fight, he saw that Chen Yunsheng seemed to be in a state of flux, burying his head in repairing the magic circle, and did not notice the battle on this side at all, and a belief surged in Jin Ling's heart, he would guard the last shift for Chen Yunsheng until he repaired the magic circle.
Chen Yunsheng only has pieces of broken stones in his heart, even if the knife presses his neck now, he is indifferent, if he can't repair the magic circle, then he will inevitably die, and only by repairing the magic circle can there be a trace of the possibility of survival.
The faces of Gu Jian, Gu Siqin, Ye Chuanyun and Han Jiangyan appeared in his mind one by one, they had only one hope for Chen Yunsheng, and the only belief in his heart, to repair the magic circle at all costs.
Some of the stones have broken into very small debris, and it is not easy to glue these debris together.
He carried some adhesive materials with him, but because there was no water around him, he couldn't melt them, so Chen Yunsheng was in a hurry, and cut his wrists with Jin Lingsi, and glued the gravel together piece by piece with his own blood and some wild mountain propolis.
Since he had practiced the Wood Spirit Qi Gathering Technique, Aoki's Aura would automatically activate when his body was damaged, and the wound would heal quickly.
Chen Yunsheng had to re-separate his wrist every time he glued a few pieces of gravel, and over time, a deep wound formed on his left wrist.
Due to the blood entangled, the color of the repaired array pile appeared a dark red, which looked particularly bewitching.
Occasionally, when he looked up and saw Jin Ling's slightly pale cheeks, Chen Yunsheng's heart became even more urgent, although he knew that the urgency in his heart would affect the speed of the magic circle's repair.
After the repair of the three array piles was completed, he began to work on the repair of the formation patterns on the ground.
At this time, the battle of Taibai Peak was nearing the end, and the Heavenly Dome Monks gradually couldn't support it, and more and more people began to retreat to the inner array, but the inner circle had already collapsed in the first round of attacks from the other side, and there was only a thick mountain wall behind them, and beyond that, there was a thick despair.
In front of the Discipline Hall, Jiang Xueqin's long sword turned into silk, and easily resulted in the lives of the three black-clothed monks, although they were all foundation building monks, but when it came to means, these people were much worse than this woman.
This is like the same fifteen-year-old boy, some people have great strength, some people are fast, there are always some people who are beyond the world and can come out on top in a level, Jiang Xueqin is obviously such a character, her cultivation in the late stage of foundation building can already be compared with the weak in the early stage of Jindan, and it is natural to solve several opponents in the middle and early stages of foundation building.
Raising her forehead, a pair of busy eyes reflected the black-clothed monks who were swarming all around, Jiang Xueqin's heart flashed with a trace of despair, and in the face of the hideous opponent, her hands began to tremble.
Not because of the fear of death, but because of the fear of dying without dignity.
The three-foot Qingfeng shook slightly, Jiang Xueqin retreated towards the huge gatehouse of the Discipline Hall behind her, and the five black-clothed monks threw out five green flying swords and stabbed them at her face.
The woman dodged slightly, dodged the other party's attack, stomped her foot hard, and walked away against the wind.
Along the way, he met several black-clothed monks, one of whom was very powerful, and Jiang Xueqin was very embarrassed, fighting and retreating all the way, and actually came to the Paiyun Palace.
The huge Paiyun Hall has become a Shura field, and the main hall has been split open by someone who has used magical powers.
The courtyard was a mess, and among the rubble and rubble, unknown monks were killed.
His eyes were full of blood, and there were dead bodies everywhere.
Jiang Xueqin endured the vomiting in her stomach, and retreated to the main hall with the wind, and behind the main hall was the mountain cliff, and she vaguely saw a deep mountain crack lying in the middle, like the giant eyes of Taibai Peak, staring at this battle of living beings.
As soon as Jiang Xueqin settled, he was surrounded by more than a dozen black-clothed monks, and the first one was the monk who had excellent soil practice skills.
I saw this person holding the ground under his feet with both hands, and dozens of sharp earth vertebrae stabbed at Jiang Xueqin.
The woman had already taken precautions, and just flew into the air, but she didn't expect that the other party's four flying swords were already secretly waiting there.
The flying sword suddenly shone green, and Jiang Xueqin only felt that the evil wind above her head was not good, so she didn't look at it, and raised her white rainbow sword above her head.
She has been fighting with people for a long time, and both Lingyuan and physical strength are very powerful, and when she encounters the opponent's four people joining forces, the result will inevitably be unlucky.
The four flying swords were like a mountain to Jiang Xueqin, under the heavy pressure, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she felt pitch black in front of her, and her body fell straight into the bottomless mountain crevice.
When the ten monks saw the woman falling from the cliff, they intended to chase her over and kill her, but unexpectedly, a group of blood-stained Heavenly Dome Sect monks poured out of the oblique thorns, and the two groups of people were entangled together, and they could no longer care about Jiang Xueqin who fell to the bottom of the cliff.
Gu Jian gasped heavily, his front was full of severed limbs and stumps of the black-clothed monks, and the White Spirit Sword was like a ghost shuttling in front of and behind him.
Beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his bloodied face, leaving a few marks.
The monks of the Heaven Survey Monastery are exhausted, and the establishment has long been incomplete, and less than half of them are still alive.
Looking at the brothers who fell all over him, Gu Jian's heart was already numb, these people were born and died with him, and they had long been like brothers and sisters, and his heart twitched when everyone died.
Turning to look at the heavy clouds at the western foot of Taibai Peak, Gu Jian's eyes were full of despair, "It seems that he didn't succeed, maybe this is an incompleteable task for him, maybe" Gu Jian's thinking was interrupted by the black-clothed monk who rushed up, he silently turned his head, looked at the brothers behind him who were gasping for breath, and roared angrily: "Brothers, kill" More than twenty monks suddenly burst out, and under the leadership of Gu Jian, they resolutely rushed into the enemy formation.
Although Gu Siqin was still so elegant, his pale face showed that he had consumed spiritual yuan, and the three ghost envoys on the opposite side seemed to be even more embarrassed, especially the blood drink, and one of their arms was cut off, but the three of them seemed to have a lot of strength that had not been displayed.
Hei Sha sneered and said: "Gu Siqin really lives up to his reputation, he can hold out for so long with one enemy and three you, but it is a matter of time before he dies here, why do you have to struggle so much."
People are always like this before they die, and even if they know that it is inevitable, they have to exhaust their last strength and give up a peaceful death, which is really a sadness. ” Gu Siqin looked at them lightly, waved the three-foot green blade in his hand, and the left hand technique continued, and in an instant, countless cyan vines surged around him.
Layers of branches and leaves poured upwards like boiling water, enveloping the three of them in it.
Countless flowers bloomed on the top of the green vine instantly, the huge flower bones bloomed quickly, the white flowers swayed lightly with the wind, and the faint pale yellow stamens released bursts of fragrant fragrance.
The wind blew, and the petals and stamens flew in unison, drowning all four of them.
Three colors of brilliance were emitted around the three ghosts, and countless fiery red firebirds flew out in all directions, and it was strange to say that these green vines were not afraid of flames, and entwined these flying birds, and the flames disappeared in a short time.
The white ghost said hurriedly: "What a powerful wood method, the petals and aroma have an anesthetic effect, and the black demon quickly uses the evil ghost to devour the spirit."
The quickly spurted out a mouthful of blood and drew a grimace in front of him, when suddenly a huge ghost head appeared behind him.
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The ghost head opened its huge fangs and desperately devoured the green vines around it, and the black ghost's face gradually appeared an unhealthy red, and the other two ghost envoys stayed by the side of the honestly, and they were afraid of the petal rain and the green vine.
After Jin Ling finished killing the last black-clothed monk, he suddenly felt his legs go limp, and he actually sat on the ground.
Chen Yunsheng is still repairing the patterns of the magic circle on the ground, the restoration of the main body has been completed, and there are still some talismans that need to be redrawn, and the golden spirit silk is flying all over the sky, leaving a slender but accurate engraved line.
Before Jin Ling could wipe the blood stains on the spear, there was a rustling sound in the dense forest, and then hundreds of black-clothed monks flew out, led by ten people, all of whom were Jin Dan cultivators.
The black-clothed monk let out a low roar when he saw Chen Yunsheng who was immersed in repairing the magic circle, and hundreds of monks surrounded him from all sides, and the flying sword flashed with green light, ready to drink blood.
Jin Ling roared, Huo Ran stood up, only to see the blonde hair on the top of his head standing up, his eyes shot out two golden lights, and he pinched the spear, and he didn't know where he received it.
The magic trick in his hand continued, and a golden Buddha wheel appeared behind him, and the Buddha wheel was covered with Buddhist mantras, with three spokes running through it.
The ten black-clothed monks led by him didn't care about Jin Ling's actions, and the monks who built the foundation and cultivated would always be inferior in their eyes.
Jin Ling pushed the Buddha wheel out with great effort with both hands forward, and the Buddha wheel with three spokes spun quickly and shot towards the black-clothed monk in the dense forest.
The Buddha wheel passed through the huge trees and passed through the middle without a sound, without breaking the big trees.
When the Buddha wheel was mixed with a huge sound of wind and shot at these black-clothed monks, they knew that the other party was not to be underestimated, but it was too late.
Whether it is a magic weapon or a magic weapon, as long as it touches the Buddha wheel, it instantly disappears, and the Buddha wheel does not pause at all, and slides straight towards the monks of the Shura Gate.
The blackfriars turned to flee, but the Buddha wheel emitted a powerful suction, sweeping them into a huge golden whirlwind.
Everything was so peaceful, there was no sound of fighting, no hoarse roars, not even the sound of blades cutting through bodies, these blackfriars disappeared without a trace from heaven and earth, as if they had never come.
Gradually, the Buddha wheel began to extinguish, spreading from one point to another, and finally the whole disappeared into the void.
Jin Lingyuan's eyes slowly closed, with a serene smile on his face, after clearing all the obstacles for Chen Yunsheng, he could finally fall asleep deeply.
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