Master is dead.

Killed by the golden cicada!

Yun Changyuan couldn't pull the whip in his hand, so he simply abandoned the whip and raised his fist. The power of Jin Cicada's divine soul did not suppress her, her aura ran to the extreme, and the Xingchen Fist Technique continued to be punched, and each punch carried a strong wind.

Jin Cicada sneered and directly stretched out his hand to resist, but he found that Yun Changyuan's fist technique moved his whole body, and the fist hit his palm and shook his palm, as if his whole body was involved and vibrate, and his internal organs moved with it, making his breath a little disordered.

Unexpectedly, Yun Changyuan, who had been relying on magic weapons to smash people in the past, was able to practice the most basic Xingchen Fist method in the cultivation realm to this point, which was really unexpected. He always felt that he had raised her into a waste, but he didn't expect that the waste also had a counterattack.

After the golden cicada's big palm stretched out and quickly resisted a few times, his figure involuntarily took a few steps back, his expression froze, and the long sword in his hand was sent forward, and the sword was like a dragon and a phoenix, facing Yun Changyuan's iron fist.

The cold sword qi made Yun Changyuan feel cold all over his body. It was as if she had been frozen by the frost, her body was much slower, and her fists seemed to be weighty, and she was extremely useless when she lifted it. The tip of the sword shook in front of her eyes, and the bright light of the sword made her eyes blur, and her consciousness was frozen.

The aura barrier was broken by a sword, and the chill hit her face, and the tip of the sword seemed to touch her throat. However, at this moment, Yun Changyuan heard a miserable scream.

The white light disappeared, the divine consciousness returned, and the sword light suddenly shifted its direction at the moment it approached her, and went straight to Zhuo Junya, who broke through the siege of the spirit beast and was covered in blood, the two flying swords collided in the air, making a loud noise, the flying swords staggered, and the cold friction sound was sharp and piercing. That sound was comparable to a divine soul attack, and it directly caused many injured Beast Control Sect cultivators to fall to the ground with their blood surging upwards.

Zhuo Junya broke through the enchantment, first highlighting the heavy encirclement of high-level spirit beasts like a bamboo, and then rushed to Yun Qing and stood with him. Everyone followed!

As soon as Zhuo Junya came in, she knew that the aura in this beast control sect was strange, and the aura that forcibly poured into her body made her miserable, but once a woman became ruthless, it was unimaginable for others. She is not only ruthless to others, but also even more ruthless to herself, obviously in pain that her flesh and blood are about to explode, but she endures the pain and fights, and the more she fights, the more courageous she becomes, so that people can't feel her abnormality.

If she says there's something wrong with the aura here. The people outside will definitely cower and refuse to come in desperately. So she could only endure it, and never said anything about the aura in the battle room. And after the old pavilion master and others came in, they also found that something was wrong inside, but they were surrounded by heavy spirit beasts and blocked the way to retreat, and it was not a matter of time to leave.

"Zhuo Junya!" The old pavilion master was very angry that she concealed it and didn't report it, but the matter has come to this point, no matter how vicious this formation is, as long as the person who sets up the formation is taken, the problem will be solved.

They still underestimated the formation laid out by the golden cicada.

The Golden Cicada clan is a bloodline inheritance. Such a formation has long been lost, from the ancient Xiuzhen era. What was the cultivation realm like at that time? There are immortals everywhere, demons everywhere, the aura is as vast as the sea, fairy grass and spiritual springs abound, and the cultivation resources are incomparably rich.

The formations of the ancient era had a large number of pure spirit stones. If they found out that something was wrong at the beginning, they could still retreat with their whole body, and now they have penetrated into the heart of the formation, and this Immortal Demon Breaking Great Array has absorbed a large number of blood sacrifices, and the formation is complete, and they will not be able to escape with their wings.

The disciples of the Beast Control Sect were the blood sacrifices that activated the formation. And everyone in the array will be buried for the Golden Cicada clan.

Jin Cicada was not afraid of the five joining forces at all, as long as they entered the formation, their strength would only get weaker and weaker, compared to it, Yun Changyuan made him a little impressed. Her eyes were red, her fists were vigorous, and she had been fighting for so long, although she was tired and her face was dripping with sweat, she didn't seem to have suffered too much from the invasion of spiritual energy.

"Changyuan, stop struggling, get a good night's sleep." Jin Cicada sideways avoided the attack of the two puppet corpses, and as soon as her hand was raised, a little glow shot out from her fingertips, and the tired Yun Changyuan couldn't dodge, the glow went straight into the center of her eyebrows, and her attack stopped at once, and the scenery and people in front of her were ghosted, and the whole person was a little drowsy.

"When you wake up, they're all dead. In this world, you are the only one left. Exactly, just like me. After he finished speaking, he turned to face the others, and the momentum on his body changed suddenly.

The spirit beasts all over the mountains roared in unison, and the sound shook in unison, which shocked all the monks present, especially the monks on the spirit boat, after following into the Beast Control Sect, before the fight started, the hearts of the people were already scattered. The aura that frantically invaded the body made them unavoidable, and it was useless to try a way, and the pain of the meridians being torn apart made them miserable.

Even if there are five great powers in front of them, they can't bear it.

"Run!"

"This kind of battle is not something we can participate in."

"Run!"

A group of people turned around and ran, but as soon as they flew out of the previous Beast Control Sect's enchantment position, they found that the pillars of light outside had also changed. Everyone who came into contact with the pillars of light seemed to be stabbed by ten thousand swords, and they were nailed to the pillars of light, like barbecued meat skewered on bamboo skewers, and they were still slowly rotating on the pillars of light......

Those spirit beasts have never enjoyed such treatment.

And now, it's their turn.

"Those who know how to form formations, come out quickly, and see what footwork you use to break the formation!" A mid-infant monk shouted frantically, and several monks on the Formation Island were pushed out, but under the panic and pain, no one could say why. Even the two formation masters were so anxious that they were sweating profusely, and they couldn't see any way out.

One of them really couldn't stabilize his mind, he was tortured by the pain and couldn't stand it, so he flew out directly, and broke through the pillar of light according to the usual experience of breaking the formation, and did avoid a few at first, and the people behind followed him one after another after seeing it, but he didn't expect that he had just walked out less than a zhang away, and he was strung on the pillar of light after a miserable scream, and he didn't blink to death.

The blood flowed like an infusion, dyeing the surrounding white light scarlet, as magnificent as the sunset on the horizon, but it made people feel so cold that they fell into the ice cellar. The monks who followed him were also killed, and several of them were nailed to the same pillar of light, like a string of sugar gourds.

It was only at this time that everyone remembered Wu Yong, who had fled before.

"Who remembers Wu Yong's method of breaking the formation?"

Who will remember that at that time, he was ridiculed and ridiculed, and he fled like a lost dog, and no one was ashamed of his cowardice. Now, the shadow of death loomed over his head, and he was the only one who fled.

He lived, but they were all going to die.

The monks on the Spirit Boat were all cultivators above the Golden Pill Stage of the Firmament Realm, and they were considered the elites of various sects, but at this time, under the torture of pain and death, some people actually cried. At first, there were a few female cultivators, and then some male cultivators couldn't bear to let out a miserable howl, but at this moment, one person shouted angrily: "It's impossible to escape now, it's better to find a way to fight over, you can help a little bit, as long as you kill that Yunqing, you can live!"

If you stay here and cry, you will definitely die, and you can still have a chance to survive if you fight desperately.

"Kill!" With an order, the remaining monks on the spirit boat endured the pain and rushed into the battle circle, in fact, this formation has a greater impact on those who have a higher cultivation, that is to say, they are much less affected than those five people, and the resistance at this time can have a slight effect.

It's just that in the eyes of the golden cicada, it is just the dying struggle of a group of ants.

Those high-level spirit beast armies were able to defeat them lightly. Jin Chan grabbed Zhuo Junya's flying sword that was getting weaker and weaker with one hand, looking at her pale face and blood all over her body, he sneered and used his fingers to directly break the flying sword that only had a faint flame wrapped around the sword body into two, the tip of the sword broke and fell to the ground, Zhuo Junya vomited a mouthful of blood, and the whole person seemed to be drained of all his strength.

She has sacrificed the sword with flesh and blood all these years, and this sword is herself. The sword is in the people, and the sword destroys the people.

The blood-red phoenix sword broke in two, and when it landed, the sword body became dull, covered with rust, and it was so broken that it seemed to have been buried in the ground for thousands of years, and it had already decayed.

This time, she really couldn't live.

"Yun Qing."

She was already dressed in red, but now the red dress was stained with blood, and the color was shockingly dark. Zhuo Junya originally had a gorgeous appearance, but after the sword was destroyed, her body quickly aged, her skin was full of wrinkles, and she was shriveled and thin in an instant, and the only difference between her and the dried corpse of the demon cultivator was that her eyes were very bright.

Those eyes seemed to glow.

"Yunqing ......"

She thought that on the day she first met, she was shocked when she saw such a handsome man. Although he was indifferent and didn't care about her in the past, she didn't ask for much at that time, she just felt that it was enough to stay by his side. Therefore, she felt that the little girl who was with him at that moment was particularly an eyesore.

Yun Qing is dead.

She wanted to kill the person in front of her to avenge him, but she couldn't.

"I did my best." Her eyes were dilated, the light in her eyes gradually disappeared, and finally there was no trace of life, but there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the last thought flashed in her heart was Yun Qing, I am here to accompany you.

This time, there is no dead girl by your side, and I came first.

Among the five, Zhuo Junya was the first to fall, and the faces of the other four were even more ugly. Zhuo Junya's death also means that the formation they formed before was forced, and their abilities would be weakened a little. At this moment, the four of them have used all their strength, and the longer it drags on, the greater the persecution they will be by that crazy aura, and they must fight quickly!

The blood lady's eighteen exquisite blood beads have been ruined, her fifteen blood beads are in unison, forming a line and finally melting into one, she spurts out a mouthful of blood, splashed on the blood beads, and the formed beads appear one after another swirl-like blood lines, a total of fifteen appeared, and the blood beads rotated rapidly, flying towards the golden cicada. (To be continued......)

PS: I'll go back in a few more chapters