Xuanyuan Yu originally thought that the cliff that Shen Yixue returned to would be temporarily safe, and he was temporarily relieved in his heart, so he concentrated all his energy on dealing with Naluo Tianpan.

Under the full force of resistance, Luo Tianpan under his feet finally did not let Luo Tianpan suck away the internal force in his body, but the power of benevolence and sainthood carried by the Xuanyuan Sword Soul in the Zhantian Sword was also preserved, but the impure power of the Heavenly Dao that suddenly ran to his body was a lot of loss.

However, it was originally something that came out of thin air, whether there was or not, the impact on Xuanyuan Yu was not very great, and it was a big deal not to use it.

It's just that in this way, it invisibly increased the strength of Luo Tianpan, and it took him a lot of effort to get out, but as a result, his feet had just left Luo Tianpan when he heard a voice above his head that seemed to be torn: "Xuanyuan, go and save people!"

Xuanyuan Yu raised his head, only to see half of his body leaning out of the cliff, and he was screaming hoarsely in his direction, and he couldn't help but be stunned again.

How deep the burial abyss is, the cultivators of the God Realm don't know, in fact, Xuanyuan Yu at this moment should be in mid-air, and it is only a few dozen zhang away from the cliff where Yan Lin and the others are, so he can hear it very clearly, and even with his eyesight, he can clearly see the green tendons on Yan Lian's forehead.

That kind of eagerness can't be feigned. And something that can make the sect master of a God Realm Dao Sect so out of shape......

Regarding Yan Lone's thoughts, Xuanyuan Yu even saw it more clearly and thoroughly than Shen Yixue, and after a little association, he didn't see Shen Yixue who should have been suspended there above his head, what else did he not understand?

Thinking that this Luo Tianpan didn't look like someone was controlling it at all, and it was completely running autonomously, Xuanyuan's heart suddenly sank.

The internal force was running rapidly, and the Zhantian Sword in his hand once again accumulated the power of benevolence and sage, and stabbed down fiercely towards Luo Tianpan under his feet again.

Xuanyuan stabbed three swords in a row, and the sword hit the center of Luo Tianpan, making a burst of sound of gold and iron resonating, and the huge power emitted by the collision between the two sides, even the air around him was shaken into a circle of invisible ripples, and the entire Burial God Mountain began to tremble!

The fine mountain rocks and soil chips fell, Xuanyuan Yu waved his hand casually, shook it open with the sleeves of his robe, and at the same time stepped on the Luo Tianpan under his feet again with his feet, and his body was like a crane soaring into the sky, almost instantly rushing to the top of the cliff!

His gaze instinctively fell on the cliff, but he only saw the cultivators of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism who were scattering and fleeing, and Yan Lin who was still lying in front of the cliff, but he didn't see the figure he was thinking about in his heart.

Xuanyuan Yu had doubts in his heart, and naturally set his eyes on Yan Silence.

Yan Lone's voice was already hoarse, and he couldn't make a sound for a long time, and finally simply turned over and got up, and pointed his two arms straight into the air.

Xuanyuan followed the gaze of Yan Lone's finger, and then saw Shen Yixue who was being rolled up by the long chain of white bones in mid-air, and was far away from the Burial God Abyss.

"Girl!"

Xuanyuan Yu roared, his body twisted in the air, and he was about to chase after Shen Yixue, but unexpectedly, there was a huge buzzing sound under his feet again!

He subconsciously looked down, but saw that Naluo Tianpan followed his footsteps like a shadow, and also spun and flew out!

As soon as he appeared in the sky above the Burial God Abyss, Luo Tianpan once again emitted a powerful suction, instantly shaking the people on the cliff, including Xuanyuan Yu in mid-air, and involuntarily staggered backwards in the direction of Luo Tianpan.

Xuanyuan had nowhere to borrow his strength in mid-air, and his momentum towards Shen Yixue was also sluggish, but fortunately, he reacted extremely quickly, and with a wave of his backhand, the Zhantian Sword slashed from behind, which cut off the resistance.

It was just between lightning and flint, but Shen Yixue had already been carried by the long chain of white bones, and flew out more than ten zhang away again.

Luo Tianpan behind him once again came with a strong suction, Xuanyuan Yu was anxious but helpless, so he had to turn around and face Na Luo Tianpan first.

What's even more unexpected is that with the appearance of Luo Tianpan, in the Burial God Abyss, which had already calmed down, the ghost mist actually rose again!

The blue-black ghost mist condensed into a huge palm, with five fingers open, palms facing the sky, and a huge ball in the center of the hand that was as bright red as blood, occupying half of the palm.

The cold and evil aura, mixed with the fishy and pungent smell, came to the face in an instant, but it was all towards Xuanyuan in mid-air!

Xuanyuan Yu had to turn around and meet him, and at the same time did not forget to shout at Yan Lin in front of the cliff: "Yan Lone, are you wood? Let me save people, but you stay still?!"

Yan Yan smiled bitterly in his heart: If he had that ability, I'm afraid he wouldn't want Xuanyuan to open his mouth at all, right?

God knows how anxious he felt when he watched Shen Yixue being taken away by the long chain of white bones, and God knew how helpless he felt when he realized that his true qi was unsustainable and he was unable to support himself to rise from the qi?

However, whether it is anxious or helpless, nothing can offset the safety of that woman. Therefore, even if he knew that there was such a defense between Xuanyuan Yu and himself, in such a situation, he could only open his mouth to warn.

Xuanyuan Yu only said this sentence, because next, he didn't have a chance to speak at all!

Luo Tianpan seemed to have come specifically to target him, or to stop him, just to delay him, not to give him a chance to get out and leave, and rush to save Shen Yixue.

After a long time, Xuanyuan Yu couldn't help but feel anxious, peeking at it, Shen Yixue in mid-air was getting farther and farther away, and he was about to get out of his sight, and he hadn't even gotten rid of this damn Luo Tianpan!

The octagonal Luo Tianpan rotated counterclockwise at a rapid speed, and with the appearance of the ghost mist big hand, it seemed to have some kind of induction, floating backwards slightly, and fell into the center of the big palm in a blink of an eye.

Xuanyuan Yu was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to take the opportunity to leave, but unexpectedly, after falling into the ghost fog palm, Naluo Tianpan immediately stopped rotating, and then one after another blue-black thin lines emerged from the lines above, and there were also a small number of bright red thin lines like blood, intertwined into a large net of incomparably fine, and like a blue-black cage, towards Xuanyuan, as under the hood!

Xuanyuan Yu only felt that the cold and evil aura was coming to his face, mixed with a fishy and pungent smell, and at the same time, a powerful suction force once again came through the fine net.

The Zhantian Sword in his hand, as soon as it came into contact with the blue-black web, it was as if it had touched a spider web, not only did it not break immediately, but it was adhered to a lot!

Xuanyuan Yu once again exerted the power of benevolence and sainthood carried by the Xuanyuan Sword Soul in the Zhantian Sword to the extreme, and swept across with a sword, and the momentum was incomparable, which was worthy of throwing off the blue-black thin lines attached to the Zhantian Sword. It's just that his whole person has completely fallen into Luo Tianpan's shroud because of this.

All of a sudden, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and the finely intertwined blue-black lines seemed to have become countless thin poisonous snakes, revealing their fangs towards Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan was caught off guard, and was stabbed in the arm by one of them, and immediately felt an extremely sharp pain coming, followed by the cold and evil aura unique to the ghost mist, and it felt like it spread throughout the body.

He was shocked in his heart, and the Battle Sky Sword in his hand quickly swung out, only then did he cut off the thin blue-black line that was about to stab his body, and made a soft "boom" sound. When I looked at it again, the thin blue-black line began to fade gradually, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a wisp of blue-black ghost mist, which disappeared in front of me in the blink of an eye.

However, time did not allow him to look at it at all, because there were more blue-black thin lines around him, and Xuanyuan Yu had to keep waving the Zhantian Sword in his hand, so that he would not be pierced by the blue-black thin lines somewhere in his body again.

He wanted to go to Shen Yixue, who was taken away by the long chain of white bones, but now he was trapped in this Luo Tianpan, and he couldn't get out at all, and there was nothing he could do!

Xuanyuan was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, and the Zhantian Sword in his hand swung faster and faster, countless blue-black thin lines were cut off, and for a while, the sound of "boom boom" was endless, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into wisps of blue-black ghost mist around it, and disappeared into the air.

However, there were more blue-black thin threads emerging from Luo Tianpan, wisps and layers, and the blue-black cage woven around Xuanyuan Yu did not diminish at all!

Seeing that Xuanyuan Yu was trapped under Luo Tianpan and couldn't get out, and seeing Shen Yixue's figure disappear from sight, Yan Lin only felt that his whole person was like being fried and cooked, if this continues, who can save Shen Yixue who was taken away by the long chain of white bones?

But knowing that it was futile, he still searched for the remaining true qi in his body over and over again, and later, even Yan Lin himself didn't know how many times he forcibly operated his true qi, just repeating and repeating mechanically and numbly.

After all, the miracle did not appear, and the lost heaven and earth aura, even if it was a cultivator in the divine realm, it was only a little more than the cultivators of other realms, and once the true qi was exhausted, it was actually not much different from ordinary people.

From hoping for a miracle, to disappointment, to despair, and numbness. It's as if in the blink of an eye, I've re-experienced thousands of years of cultivation. Perhaps, even longer......

Shen Yixue's figure has completely disappeared from sight, and between heaven and earth, there is a solemnity.

Yan Lonely's heart is also like the world of the divine realm, it seems that it has lost all its vitality in just an instant, and only a piece of slaughter and desolation remains......

What could be more sad and sad than watching the person you care about disappear from sight, but you are helpless and powerless?

Yan Lin didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

He only knew that Shen Yixue, the woman who made his Dao heart no longer as stable as a rock, was just taken away by the long chain of human bones and left his sight, but he could only watch, and he had no power to stop all this from happening.

Suddenly, Yan Lin felt as if he had become the last piece of tree stump left by Liu Wumian, gray and lifeless.

There seemed to be a moment of silence in the surrounding world, a death-like silence. However, even in such a quiet environment, Yan Lonely didn't seem to even feel the sound of his own heartbeat and breathing.

So much so that he didn't even notice it immediately when the big palm formed by the blue-black ghost mist condensed under Luo Tianpan suddenly fell upside down......