The pain of the knife cut from the skin and flesh to the spiritual sea, the pain was unbearable, even far more than what was experienced in the Yuanfang Altar. On the contrary, it is easier said than done, between the ups and downs, it is difficult to correspond delicately, and the slightest mistake is the torture of extreme pain.

The only thing that made Duanmu Xu a little relieved was that whether it was a mistake or a coincidence, occasionally he could feel the momentary stagnation of the loss of spiritual energy.

What people fear most is despair. If there is a glimmer of hope, even if it is a difficult predicament, it can always grit its teeth and get through.

This is the case at this time.

That slight pause made Duanmu Xu slightly stop the loss of spiritual energy, and more importantly, it made him vaguely remember the feeling when he urged the magic plate at the beginning.

At this time, he was on this altar, and the passage between the purple bamboo forests around him, as well as the layout of the altar in this purple bamboo pool, and all other things, were all big magic plates.

He even felt that this was just a crude magic plate, and it was by no means as subtle as the magic plate he had cultivated on his body at the beginning.

How to urge the Fapan at the beginning, it can naturally be used to fight against the old monk Kongjian at this time.

At the beginning, he did not have the foundation of cultivation, and he was able to urge the Fapan, and the most important thing was to cultivate it with blood for many years, followed by reciting the "Mending Heaven Sutra".

At this time, when Duanmu Xu ran the "Mending Heaven Sutra" again, he immediately understood many of the mysteries, so that the loss of spiritual energy eased and even occasionally stagnated.

The changes in Duanmu Sequence here naturally can't escape the perception of Kongjian.

The aura absorbed is intermittent, not because the host's aura is insufficient, but because the host seems to be counteracting again.

Interesting, really interesting.

The descendants of Zen Buddhism will even take away the spirit. This is the biggest taboo of the four sects and three religions, and if it is known, everyone can condemn it.

Who taught him anyway?

Sorumi didn't have the heart to investigate again at this time, just thinking about sucking up this person's aura so that he could go further.

The spell in Sorami's mouth became more urgent, and the intermittent aura was drawn again.

And Duanmu Xu was a little bitter. After all, this is the magic circle set up by Kongjian, and Kongjian's cultivation is not much higher than him. The aura gap that had already converged suddenly widened a lot. The aura transmission channel between Duanmu Xu and Kongjian was much wider.

With those spiritual auras that disappeared into the empty spiritual sea, Duanmu Xu was also able to get a glimpse of the spiritual sea that had melted into the spiritual qi in the pseudo-upper realm. Even if it is a pseudo-upper realm, its spiritual energy is abundant and cannot be imagined in the lower realm.

But even the smallest ant has to struggle after all. Even though his aura was losing at an accelerated rate, Duanmu Xu desperately wanted to draw a little back from the empty spiritual sea. No matter how small an ant's mouth is, it always has to take a few bites.

It may be futile, but it will be a try after all.

The twilight was already thick, as if a layer of light ink had just been brushed.

Maybe it's just like the mood of everyone at this time, whether it's on the altar, on the pulpit, by the Zizhu Pond, or under the mud and rocks.

The sound of the wind in the purple bamboo forest, the sound of the water in the purple bamboo pool, and the sound of the spell in the air are becoming more and more strange in this twilight.

However, in addition to these strange sounds, there is more sound of the wind blowing on the sleeves above the purple bamboo forest.

A figure quickly approached the altar where Sorumi was.

The twilight is already thick, and the body is extremely fast, and it is impossible to see who it is.

When Sora saw the crisis he felt, the black shadow had already struck a volley in the air.

If everything was under control before, then this shadow is an unexpected variable. The vigilant Yunlan didn't notice it, and at this time, Kongjian was on the juncture of seizing the spirit. As a last resort, Kongjian had to interrupt the seizure of the soul, and as soon as the spell stopped, he was shocked that the pain of being bitten came from his spiritual sea, although it was a very small bite.

Damn it. It's really hateful. Kongjian sent a sea of spirits, and he didn't care about the remaining aura, and he went all out to show an Arhat bamboo.

There was a "boom" over the altar.

The empty view that flew backwards at great speed, the black shadow that pursued at great speed, and the figures of the three flying into the water on the altar.

And that's not all.

Another rumbling sound came from the edge of the purple bamboo pool, and there was also a splash of mud and stones. Li Mu flew out of the mud pit and struck a ferocious blow towards Yunlan.

The figures of the two soon became entangled, faster and faster, and became more and more blurred.

Soon the two figures separated, and one of them retreated extremely quickly, flashing in the direction of Yunqing.

At the same time, there was another figure rising from the small wooden bridge.

Yun Qing, who had been injured a lot before, had just stopped due to Kongjian's spell, and was about to stabilize the turbulent spiritual sea, but he sensed a fatal blow in front of him.

The blow did not fall on him.

Instead, it fell on Dugu Heng, who flew from the small wooden bridge. As soon as Kongjian's spell stopped, the first to move was Dugu Heng, who was the least injured, and when he caught a glimpse of a figure approaching Yunqing by the Zizhu Pond, he involuntarily flew away.

Yunlan's blow, Dugu Heng was difficult to resist after all, and the body of the smiling and proud lower realm was only rough-skinned and thicker under the hands of the peak of the middle realm.

Dugu flew away sideways, and there was no sound.

With Dugu Heng's barrier, Yun Qing finally stabilized the Linghai a little, and blasted towards Yun Lan with a hateful blow. Yunlan struggled to fight, only to find that there was another blow behind him. No, another blow came from the direction of the wooden bridge.

Fa Yin also made a decisive move after stabilizing the spiritual sea a little.

There was no figure to be seen, only the sound of wind and thunder, and the last scream.

Yun Lan was defeated after all under the attack of the three peak masters of the middle realm, and he lay on the ground, no longer able to resist. The wind and thunder rose again, and Li Mu called "stop", but he couldn't stop it. Yun Qing, who was extremely angry, swung out a palm and slammed it on Yun Lan's body.

The bones are shattered, and there is no life.

The brilliance in Yun Lan's eyes gradually disappeared, but there was no look of surprise on his face. Maybe dying at the hands of the senior brother can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect.

Li Mu, who originally wanted to bring Yunlan back for a good trial, had no choice but to give up when he saw this scene.

After Yun Qing made a move, he dodged to Dugu Heng's side and checked the injury.

Fa Yin turned over and swept towards the Zizhu Pond, only to see Zhao Luojia and Lu Shaoyun carrying the unconscious Duanmu Xu to the podium.

Fa Yin probed its pulse and frowned, its pulse was extremely chaotic.

In this purple bamboo forest, the wounded are wounded, the dead are dead, and the fleeing are fleeing. Fa Yin set up the Duanmu order, nodded slightly to Zhao Luojia, and then exerted force under his feet, and soon disappeared into the night.

And Li Mu looked at Yun Lan, who had already fallen, and said to Yun Qing, who was helping Du Lonely, "This Yun Lan, I have to take it away, and the Suppression Division will investigate this matter." ”

After speaking, Li Mu picked up Yunlan's body with one hand, nodded towards Zhao Luojia, and disappeared into the night, and Zhao Luojia and Lu Shaoyun behind him also hurriedly followed.

Only Yun Qing still supported Dugu Heng, still staying in this purple bamboo forest.

As for the escaped Kongjian, and the mysterious black shadow, I don't know where to go.