The red turtle's sword qi was extremely fast, and it was in front of Dakmi in the blink of an eye, but Dakmi still ignored it and was still using his light technique.

"Poof!"

The sword qi passed through Dakmi's right shoulder, directly slashing the entire shoulder bone, and only a bit of flesh and skin was left on Dakmi's entire right arm.

The red turtle looked at the sword in astonishment, and the samurai-sword-sword in his hand tightened.

At this time, the blood beads in Senna's hand were also condensed, but before he could burst into the blood beads, a collapsed space suddenly appeared next to his palm, and the strong suction force directly pulled Senna's palm into it, along with the condensed blood beads.

"What's going on!?"

Senna desperately flew backwards, but the suction of the collapsed space became stronger and stronger, and in a few moments, half of Senna's body had been sucked in!

"Stop exercising!" Hua Dong shouted again.

Senna, who was in a hurry, didn't think much about it at this time, and as soon as his mind moved, the spiritual power in his body that was running on its own stopped instantly.

Naturally, the blood beads in Senna's hands slowly dissipated because there was no continuous supply of spiritual power. Similarly, the suction of the collapsed space gradually decreases.

Senna pulled out and tilted his head to Hua Dong and nodded, expressing his gratitude at the moment.

The loss of his right hand didn't seem to matter much to Dakmi, who repeated the few words of the Illumination incantation, and bean-sized drops of sweat slipped down his head.

Naturally, the monks of other countries would not allow Dakmi to perform the magic of light, and no matter what their intentions were, it was impossible for the monks to give their lives to others.

Seeing the scene of Senna being absorbed by the collapsed space, everyone naturally understood that spiritual power could not be used here, and could only rely on physical strength.

The monks closest to Dakmi immediately rushed towards Dakmi, but before they could take a few steps, they were stopped.

A translucent film of light suddenly appeared in front of a monk, covered with invisible characters, crooked and unsightly.

"Boom!"

Everyone's body was raised with six light films, which were also covered with characters, and each light film was like a cage, separating everyone one by one!

"The Great Cage Technique of the Holy See of Light!?"

Andrei Breton, a monk of the Su Kingdom, was shocked, he had seen this spell before, a light film full of characters, which only the Great Cage Technique could have!

But this spell needs to be arranged in advance, otherwise with the ambition of the Holy See of Light, I am afraid it will have been used for hegemony a long time ago.

Andrei Breton suddenly figured out the wolf ambitions of the Holy See of Light, but even if he understood what it could be, he was already trapped in a cage at this time.

"The Great Cage Technique?" Hua Dong also knew about this spell, but he hadn't seen it, so he didn't expect to see it in this scene.

Dakmi's illumination was truly complete, and with a pop, light emanated from Dakmi's body, reflecting the entire space as bright as day.

The light is like a cool summer day, and the monks in this space, including Dakmi, are like ice and snow in winter.

When it gets hot, it melts away.

。。。。。。

Tailing Zhenren, the current head of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect, sat in the room with his eyes closed.

"No, no, no!" the four generations of disciples shouted in the distance outside the door.

Tailing Zhenren opened his eyes, and the fourth-generation disciple had just arrived at the door.

"What's the matter, it's so hot. Tailing Zhenren asked unhurriedly.

"No, no, it's not good, the everlasting lamp, Uncle Hua Dong's everlasting lantern is extinguished!" the fourth generation of disciples said hurriedly.

Tailing Zhenren's face changed slightly, but then he returned to normal, he waved his hand lightly and said, "Got it, you go to cultivate first!"

"Master... ”

"Go, go, go!" Tailing closed his eyes again.

Seeing this, the four generations of disciples could only retreat slowly.

Tailing Zhenren sighed slightly and entered meditation again.

。。。。。。

"What's the matter!?How can it be so bright inside!?The aura has become abnormal!!," the monk outside the cavity was surprised.

"Oh, something must be wrong!" Harlan was the first to react.

"How so!?" a French monk was about to fly into the hollow, but was blocked by a wall of air.

"Untie it, my brother is inside!!" the French monk shouted angrily, and then slammed his fist into the wall of Harun's qi.

The wall of qi trembled a few times before disappearing without a trace.

"Stop!" Harlan shouted, "My Holy See Protector is also in there, I want to save them, but do you feel that breath!?"

The Francophile paused in his footsteps, and after a moment, asked with difficulty, "What then?"

"The best thing to do now is to go back to China and report to the higher authorities," Harlan shouted as he looked at the other monks, "With our current strength, there is no way but to rely on other more powerful monks!"

Although the French monk was no longer angry, he also knew that what Harlan said was correct, and that now was not the time to act rashly.

The French monk looked up at the void and flew to the Antarctic Peninsula without looking back, preparing to return home.

When the other monks saw this, they also felt justified, and left one after another.

Watching the last monk leave, Harlan couldn't hold back anymore and laughed: "Hahaha, a bunch of idiots, coaxed by me in a few words!"

Sal on the side was a little pity and said, "It's a pity to waste so many Xuanjing!"

"Okay, as long as Xuanjing is used in practice, then there is no waste," Harlan patted Sal on the shoulder, "Besides, after we dominate the earth, won't there be more Xuanjing?"

"Haha, that's what I said!"