How to gain more powerful power, Zheng Qiu quickly thought about this question in his mind.

Now there is no time for himself to slowly break through the realm, and the only way is to use the "wood spirit", that is, the power of the vitality divine power.

But because he has a sealing array on his back, the power he can borrow is relatively limited, so he has to untie the sealing array first.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qiu quickly jumped back to dodge the attack range of the disciples of the Ink Shadow Valley.

With both hands, he clasped the complicated fingers and began to lift the sealing array behind him, ready to release more divine power.

However, there were more than two cultivators who rushed up to stop Zheng Qiu, in addition to the disciples of Ink Shadow Valley, the disciples of other sects also waved their weapons and pounced on them violently.

"If you want to stop him, get past me first!"

Shao Wei made Li Mojian lie flat on the ground, and then jumped in front of Zheng Qiu with a shout, his hands emitting a thick blood-red light, and raised his strength to the first level of the Transformation God Realm.

"Senior brother?"

Zheng Qiu didn't expect Shao Wei to support him.

The idea of smashing the formation to rescue Zi Lin and Li Mojian is definitely not in line with the arrangement of the Qianyun Sect, and it will also offend everyone here.

Seeing Zheng Qiu looking at him, Shao Wei said in a deep voice: "If you want to send someone back at the cost of your life, then I'd rather not go back."

Elder Ming Ding said that people need righteousness, so today I will prove that learning is useful, and this kind of crooked thing must be completely eradicated from the Qianyun Sect. ”

When the words fell, Shao Wei raised his palm and slapped it forward.

A large circle of airflow shockwaves spread outward, shaking the disciple of the Ink Shadow Valley who appeared to retreat one after another.

And the disciples of Ink Shadow Valley, who relied on some kind of smoke spell to hide their figures, were also shocked out by this shock wave, and retreated backwards with smoke and dust.

Although the two Ink Shadow Valley disciples were shocked back, the other cultivators would not flinch.

What they wanted was to prevent anyone from destroying the formation and destroying the passage back to the Cloud Sleeve Continent.

Shao Wei was not afraid, his feet slammed on the ground like nails, his teeth snapped, and the blood-red light mist quickly spread from his fists to his body.

The four limbs of the Heaven and Earth Divine Vein increased by one more, and the strength was increased to the second order of the Transformation God Realm.

"Tianwei Battle Body!"

A loud roar erupted from his mouth, and the mist on Shao Wei's body rose like flames, shining with a light like red-hot molten iron.

A two-foot-tall figure slowly stood up from behind him, and a strong sense of oppression permeated from it, sweeping everywhere around.

The shape of the portrait is not clear, perhaps because of Shao Wei's cultivation, he has not been able to exert the true power of the Tianwei battle body.

But even so, the figure followed Shao Wei's movements on a rampage, punching and kicking, and actually forced all the more than thirty cultivators who rushed to the front back.

The female disciples of Luoshuang Pavilion do not believe in evil, and feel that the Qianyun Sect is not even one of the top ten sects, nor is it known for its combat strength, how strong can a person who has turned into a god realm for the second turn be.

The two female disciples cast the Frost Lock Butterfly at the same time, attacking Shao Wei from both sides.

Who knew that Shao Wei didn't care about it, and directly stretched out his fists to fight back on both sides.

Following his movements, the red-hot figure phantom also swung its fist and smashed it at the approaching frost butterfly.

Bang, bang, two explosions, and the frost butterfly shattered as easily as an eggshell.

The two Falling Frost Pavilion disciples only felt a huge thrust in front of them, and the waving silver cone weapon and their arms were pressed to their chests at once.

"Hurry back!"

The two didn't dare to make a hard connection, so they hurriedly flew out backwards with the thrust, unloading the force of the impact as much as possible.

In the eyes of others, it was as if Shao Wei commanded the portrait to simply punch out two punches and blast the Falling Frost Pavilion disciples out.

However, the Frost Locking Butterfly of the Falling Frost Pavilion disciple still had an effect, and after Shao Wei's Tianwei battle body shattered the frost, it became even more blurred.

In particular, the arms that swung their fists began to show a state of flux, and the condensed strength and the power of heaven and earth were gradually losing control.

In the distance, Bai Chengxing flew into the air, looked at Shao Wei expressionlessly, and opened his mouth slightly to spit out a word: "Shattered!"

The silver light lit up from the iron rod in Bai Chengxing's hand, and then disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, a powerful spiritual impact slammed into Shao Wei's body.

This attack was formless, Shao Wei didn't pay attention to it at all, and was still using the Tianwei battle body to punch and fight.

Suddenly, it was as if a cannon had exploded in his head, and he felt a blackening in front of his eyes, and his ears were full of buzzing.

Under the influence of the psychic shock, he temporarily lost control of the Portrait Phantom.

But before the dizziness disappeared, the body meridians were also affected by spiritual power.

The energy that was running in the meridians and the power of heaven and earth were disrupted by the spiritual power, and the continuous flowing red light was torn into pieces, like chopped sausages.

Bai Chengxing's crushing power was not great, and he only used the power of Qi Yao Realm, but he relied on clever attacks to directly disrupt Shao Wei's luck.

In addition, the human figure phantom recruited by Shao Wei had been weakened when he fought with the Falling Frost Pavilion, and he was already in a trend of collapse.

The result was obvious, Shao Wei was suddenly shattered and sat on the ground, and at the same time, the portrait summoned by Tianwei's battle body also drifted away with the wind.

Shaking his head vigorously to sober himself up, Shao Wei felt annoyed, why was his cultivation so poor, he wanted to save people but didn't have the strength to save people.

In the face of the hundreds of cultivators in front of him, the second order of the Transformation God Realm was useless, and even the Tianwei battle body, which he was most proud of, was easily broken.

Behind Shao Wei, Zheng Qiu took advantage of this rare time to successfully unlock the sealing array behind him.

There was a crisp sound like unlocking in his head, and pale green vitality and divine power poured out of it, and the familiar wood spirit power quickly covered his whole body, making every inch of muscle become invigorated and refreshed.

He grabbed a handful of thorn thorn seeds from his sleeve and sprinkled them towards the sky, while using the vitality in his body to cover the seeds with his energy.

With the blessing of divine power, the seeds germinated and grew at an astonishing rate, turning into more than two hundred sharp thorns within three breaths.

"Fall!"

Zheng Qiu clasped the "Grass and Wood True Technique" with his other hand, controlling all the thorns to pierce towards the crowd, trying to use the raindrop-like attack to evade the cultivators.

However, this kind of attack was still somewhat useful for low-realm cultivators, and for the masters of these various sects and sects, it was just a slightly larger hailstone.

A colorful barrier of qi flashed in the crowd, clanging to block the falling of the thorns, and then dozens of columns of qi rushed up from under the barrier, shattering the thorns one after another.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Zheng Qiu took out the Windward Drunken Divine Flower Seed, and used his divine power to make it grow, turning into a three-foot diameter flower ball.

He then blasted the flower forward, causing the drunken flower to spread out in the air, releasing a large amount of pollen.

The five cultivators who flew closest in the air inhaled a small amount of pollen without warning.

Immediately felt dizzy, unable to continue to control the flight maneuver, and fell backwards in circles.

But this phenomenon immediately attracted the attention of others, and they immediately used a variety of tricks to deal with the falling drunken flower pollen.