The monks of Xuanyang Academy were all sitting in the center of the fork hole, one by one closing their eyes to absorb the spiritual energy, and at this time, the spiritual power fluctuations generated by the stimulation of the quagmire array were also submerged in it, and it was even more difficult to detect under Zhang Baisheng's deliberate control.

"How do I feel like I'm sinking? Someone said very puzzledly,

"I feel that way, too. Someone chimed in,

"Oh no, it's the quagmire array that was set up here just now that has been activated, which bastard did a good thing, stop! stop! stop!" Someone suddenly reacted after thinking about it, and then shouted loudly,

At this time, when everyone realized that their bodies were indeed sinking, it was too late, and they naturally did not want to sink into it, and the stone ground soon turned into a swamp, and whoever struggled more in the mire would sink deeper.

Just when the monks were about to be unable to pull out their legs, the quagmire quickly began to harden from the inside to the ground, so fast that no one reacted, and then no one of them, without exception, was fixed into the stone ground, unable to move.

"My legs are all caught in the rocks, and it hurts..."

"Which guy just laid out the formation here, let this bastard stop..."

"My hands are stuck in them..."

At this time, the shouts and cries of pain became one, and suddenly the monks of Xuanyang Academy heard the sound of Karakala coming from above, and everyone was stunned for a while, and they all raised their heads one after another to watch,

"Ahh

"Ah......h

When they saw the situation above their heads, they were all frightened, and they all screamed, and they all screamed, and they all mobilized their remaining mana and entered them into their respective defensive magic weapons or defensive charms as if they were dying.

If in normal times, the monks of these academies have plenty of mana, they wouldn't be so scared when they encounter a similar situation, but at this time, they haven't recovered much mana, and those who sacrificed defensive magic weapons were soon stoned to death because they didn't have mana to support them, and some people who played defensive spells, although they could hold on for a while, but Zhang Baisheng wouldn't let them have a good time, he also used the rockfall technique to smash everyone at this time, the gap in the realm, plus the surprise, made this one-sided / slaughter/ The killing was over soon, and there was no one alive except for Zhang Baisheng at the entire fork of the cave.

"Haha, haha, happy!" Zhang Baisheng smiled proudly, as if he was chased and killed by the monks of Xuanyang Academy, and at this time he was swept away, and his mood was so happy.

As the saying goes, happiness is very sad, when he was happy, a lot of vines with the thickness of an adult's thumb suddenly grew under his feet, and quickly wrapped his body tightly, and the good mood was also gone at this time, and soon many spikes grew on those vines, and then they pierced into the body, if he had escaped directly just now, he would not have been caught by the vines.

"Ahh Yes... Ah......h

When Zhang Qinglin came to the mouth of the cave, he saw that the boulder was still falling in the air, his current mana is about one percent of the usual, if he goes out immediately, not only can he not save people, but he will also put himself in it, he held his hands tightly at this time, and he didn't realize that his nails were inserted into the flesh, he tried hard to suppress his anger, and he used magic to hide his figure, and he saw Zhang Baisheng on the opposite side through the gap where the stone fell.

"I must be able to die if this demon cultivator is not good, I can't save those nephews and nephews, I can't sneak attack at this time, once the person who fails notices, it is possible to even take me in, what should I do..."

"Why did you forget it: the seed of the demon vine, this thing is the nemesis of all demon cultivation, as long as it has a little demonic energy, it will be entangled and try to absorb it, just use one to deal with the demon cultivation in the foundation building period, this time I will increase the amount for you, I must suck you into a human being. Zhang Qinglin gritted his teeth and thought hatefully, he took out the wooden box from the storage bag, put it in his hand and opened the lid of the box, there were ten black seeds lying in it, he took out five, and then performed a trigger on it, and sent them to Zhang Baisheng's feet silently, and after landing on the ground, they grew up quickly, winding Zhang Baisheng into a silkworm chrysalis shape.

After Zhang Qinglin saw that the demon cultivator was entangled, after waiting for a while, he walked out with peace of mind, went over to check it first, and found that it was very tightly entangled, and the demon cultivator inside seemed to have been drained of mana, and he was no longer struggling at this time.

At this time, Zhang Qinglin was relieved to perform a lighting technique, he looked at the mutilated corpses all over the ground, so that he, a monk who was accustomed to the sea of corpses and blood, couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and there was an inexplicable sad emotion rising in his heart, and he couldn't drive it away, so he was stunned from the local area for a while.

"This loss is too great, I have lost so many teachers and nephews, how can I explain to the dean when I go back, alas... Oops... It's better to wait for Senior Brother Qi and Senior Brother Zhang to come before making plans, I'll collect their corpses first, and then breathe and replenish mana. After Zhang Qinglin finished thinking about it, he used the handling technique to clean up all the stones on the ground, and sent a mire technique to make the ground soft again, and then performed the handling technique again, putting the corpse and the corpse pieces aside, and then he sat cross-legged on the ground and prepared to recover his mana.

A loud sound of "bang" interrupted Zhang Qinglin's action as he sat down and was about to breathe, he thought to himself: "It seems that the Heavenly Thunder Fu has been successfully activated, and that defensive magic array should have been broken, but it's really strange, I think that formation is an ordinary Stonehenge, how can it block the attack of our three Qi Acceptance Period monks for so long, and there is no sign of collapse at all, even if our power is not enough, plus there are more than a dozen teachers and nephews who also assist in the attack together, this power is not small." What kind of formation did the four demon cultivators use in there? Why can't I think of it? Could it be that the Eastern Demon Gate has upgraded the power of Stonehenge again..."

There was another loud bang, which suddenly interrupted Zhang Qinglin's thoughts, and he muttered: "What's going on?" Then he stood up and looked at the big hole in the middle, and after a while, a figure stumbled out of it.