Chapter 156: A Nightmare Comes

Many of the people present were like Tianle, struggling to support themselves under the swallowing of the Death Infant Spirit, trying to stay away from and resist the damage with all their might.

The benefits of being organized are evident in this moment!

Gathered in groups of three or five, the enchantment expanded, and the damage was taken in turn, and it didn't happen for a while! It's just that his face is still pale and he looks very nervous:

"The Death Infant Spirit is getting rid of its weakened state!"

"Everyone attacks together, maybe there is still a way to live, blindly flee, and then they will all die!" Someone in the crowd spoke.

The ninth-order monks of the Dragon Tiger Town Scattered Cultivation Alliance stood up five in one breath, followed by seventeen eighth-order foundation-building monks and hundreds of seventh-order foundation-building monks.

Airplanes!

All kinds of brilliance lit up from the bodies of this group of people one by one, and finally converged on the first ninth-order powerhouse of the foundation......

Tianle looked surprised.

It's him!

Secretly spread the word, planning to exchange the Four Elephant Sword Array and the Twin Swords for the mysterious master of the fox coat 'Feng Xian'.

Tianle suddenly thought of something, and a trace of shame flashed on his face.

That's right.

Feng Xian was very anxious to obtain the fox clothes, because he had reached the bottleneck of the ninth order of foundation building, collected spiritual weapons and various materials to prepare for the catastrophe, and this time he unexpectedly followed the team into the infant soul peak, and unexpectedly encountered the death of the infant spirit in the Jindan period, which can be regarded as suffering from the pond fish! Once he dies and falls back to the initial stage of the ninth order of foundation building, not only will the matter of the knot become distant again, but it will also be a great blow to the mind.

The strength of the Infant Soul Peak, Tianle had predicted that he would drag Feng Xian into the water, but it was not what Tianle was happy to see......

Fortunately, Feng Xian reached the bottleneck of the knot pill and had some strength, and as soon as he made a move, he forcibly united a large number of high-level monks who built the foundation, temporarily fused all the enchantments together, and temporarily formed a huge layer of light shield, which actually expanded and enveloped most of the monks.

Although the power of sucking never disappeared, everyone was still approaching the Jindan Ghost Cultivator with the swallowing of the Death Infant Spirit, but the damage was transferred to the light mask!

For a while, many monks whose lives were hanging by a thread took out life-saving pills, used various means to heal their wounds and increase their blood, and re-summoned the enchantment.

"The formation won't last long, it will disappear in ten seconds, if you don't want to die, give me all your killer features." Feng Xian shouted violently, led a group of high-level monks to build a foundation, and took the lead in urging the flying sword, and one after another the terrifying sword qi tore through the air, rushed out of the light shield, and shot towards the Death Infant Spirit!

Tianle himself did not suffer damage, and he was the first to react among the middle-level monks of the foundation building, throwing a Qi and Blood Pill into his mouth, and spat out the truth:

"Breaking the axe and sinking the boat...... Damn it...... Cannot be used for heavy printing, broken printing, or axe printing...... Rotation! Boat!! ”

The next second.

Hundreds of flying swords slashed through the body of the Death Infant Spirit with earth-shattering momentum......

The ghostly mist of smoke was slashed into countless pieces in an instant.

Although the body of the Dead Infant Spirit was still unharmed, its large size was significantly weakened.

"Not good!"

"My flying sword!"

"Stained ......"

"Mine too."

"The Death Infant Spirit has the effect of polluting all the magic weapons it touches, and my flying sword has reduced its attack by 200 points, falling from the high level of foundation building to the middle level of foundation building......"

Halfway through the attack, many monks were busy summoning the flying swords back amid the feedback from the system.

The earth-shattering offensive was self-defeating in an instant!

At the same time, the giant light mask that shrouded and protected all human bodies began to show signs of collapse......

Feng Xian gritted his teeth, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead:

Time's up!

The battered Infant Infant screamed again......

Bang!!!

This sharp magic sound suddenly became the last straw that crushed the light mask, and with a crisp loud bang, the light mask completely collapsed and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The amazing magic sound has come again!

"Oops!"

Although there was no danger of whale swallowing, the Death Infant Spirit moved forward a hundred meters like a ghost at this moment, rushing into front of the front row of attack lineups in one fell swoop.

The countless hideous faces of the ghost babies frightened the nearest few monks into a pale face, and they fell straight to the ground......

Wow!

The Death Infant Spirit shot out angrily.

While rushing into the monks, countless faces of ghost babies flew out of their bodies, howling and crying, and rushed towards the nearby monks one by one, locking them one by one, with an astonishing speed.

Bang!

Bang bang!

The nearby monks couldn't avoid it at all, and one after another they were hit by wisps of black gas dragging the ghost baby's face, and the enchantment shattered.

"Ahh

The ghost baby was still in power, and bit the monk on the shoulder.

“……”

A black aura flashed on the forehead of the attacked monk, and his body suddenly lost control, convulsed violently, and the corners of his mouth began to foam.

The seventh-order monk of the foundation building only had 8,000 points of blood, and he bit off nearly half of it in one bite, and the ensuing soul impact and the soul power of the Jindan monk were limited to two seconds, and his health was continuously lost.

In an instant, at least dozens of Seventh-Order Cultivators of the Foundation Building fell......

Some people who are in danger are still lucky, before the ghost baby attacks in front of them, all kinds of spells beckon, first weaken the power of the ghost baby, and try to ensure that the barrier is not broken.

The Ghost Baby was unable to attack the enchantment and was crushed with a single blow, but soon condensed a Ghost Baby's face from the spot again.

What's more, at this time, they unleash a small area of group attack spells.

Monks with a team reaped the benefits.

A small range of group attack spells passed, directly defeating all the faces of several ghost babies, and they actually survived the wave of attacks of the dead ghost babies.

"Attack the Ghost Baby, don't let it get close!"

"The others will follow me to attack the Death Infant Spirit!" Bong Xian didn't make a move.

Although the flying sword was fouled and his heart ached, he quickly changed his spell and unceremoniously defeated a ghost baby, and at the same time rescued a nearby seventh-order foundation monk, shouting in his mouth.

In the eyes of the Death Infant Spirit, the Ninth Order Cultivator of the Foundation Building, like the other monks, did not receive more care, obviously in order to capture more souls devoured, he rushed into the formation without looking back, howling while releasing more ghost infant faces to capture.

In the void, like a monster with a thousand feet and thousands of hands, nearly a thousand monks are shrouded in the scope of divine thoughts, hunting to their heart's content!

Tianle people did not dare to cast the four-character mantra in the air, stepped on the cold ice sword, and easily released various small spells while dodging the attack of the ghost baby.

Flying Locust Print!

Twenty-six flying locusts contained more than 12,000 magic powers, and there was still nothing left to kill a ghost baby, and Whining relieved a monk next to him, and before the latter could thank him, the ghost mist that had dispersed in the air re-transformed and condensed into the face of the ghost baby, and continued to pounce on the two of them with teeth and claws.

Tianle's face was cold:

It's endless!