Mu Yiyang was originally at the end of the strong crossbow, he was only barely supported by perseverance before, but now he still hasn't found the source of that familiar feeling, he can't hold on to it for a long time, his mind is in chaos, his consciousness is drowsy, and he is deeply trapped in the trajectory of the yellow light point, and he can't get out anymore, and he is about to be consumed alive.

And at this moment, the scream of the little cloud rat suddenly came, like spring thunder, and exploded in his mind, and even the movement of marching with those yellow points of light was paused, and he stayed in the darkness for a moment.

Suddenly, Mu Yiyang only felt a roar in his mind, and his scattered mind quickly concentrated, and his consciousness, which was originally on the verge of collapse, recovered in an instant.

Glancing at the yellow light in his mind again, Mu Yiyang was so scared in his heart that he didn't dare to look more, so he wanted to retract his mind. But at this moment, his heart suddenly jumped, his throat stagnated, and even his breath became extremely heavy.

In his mind, those yellow points of light kept moving, reflecting each other, and the combination was actually an esoteric and simple pattern.

"Locking Spirit Circle!"

Looking at the pattern in front of him, Mu Yiyang's heart trembled, he had never seen this pattern, but these four words flashed in his mind for no reason, unspeakably weird.

Immediately after, a desolate and ancient, heavy and depressing, dangerous and terrifying, sealed heaven and earth, and suppressed everything of the domineering aura swept out from it, spreading to the surroundings with Mu Yiyang as the center.

At the same time, at his feet, the ladder to the sky suddenly trembled slightly, and a faint earthy yellow light continued to spread up from the foot of the mountain, quickly passing through his position and heading straight for the top of the mountain.

At the same moment, on Yuncang Mountain, in the area below the inner gate, all the spiritual energy suddenly disappeared, and in an instant, it returned to normal, and countless disciples' cultivation was interrupted because of this, and it was unknown why.

What's more, at the moment of a breakthrough in cultivation, the opening of the elixir, the injection of magic weapons, and the condensation of the magic circle, he fell short, and scolded loudly, pointing the spearhead directly at the mortal enemy on weekdays, grinding his fists, and going straight to the other party's residence, one battle after another broke out in an instant, implicating more disciples, and the outer gate area suddenly became a mess, and even the deacons and elders of the four halls couldn't control the situation and fought with each other.

For all this, as the culprit, Mu Yiyang didn't know it. However, even if he knew, he didn't have time to take care of it.

Because from the moment the yellow pattern was condensed, he was firmly imprisoned on the ladder to the sky, not only could he not move, but even the speed of blood flow on his body gradually slowed down. In addition, his consciousness was also affected, and he slowly became sluggish, and soon passed out.

Beside him, the little cloud rat's expression had languished after making that high-pitched cry, but now it was affected again, lying at his feet, shrunk into a ball, and slowly fainted.

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At the top of the ladder to the sky, at the gate of Haoran Sect, the old man with a bad beard had been standing there quietly, staring at the ladder under his feet, and his eyes were full of emotion.

But at this moment, he suddenly noticed a slight vibration from the bluestone slab under his feet, and then, an invisible yellow light spread up from the foot of the mountain.

"Locking Spirit Array!"

Seeing this, the old man with a bad beard was slightly shocked in his heart, his pupils contracted suddenly, and he recognized the Soul Locking Array triggered by Mu Yiyang at a glance.

Then, the white light on the old man's body flashed, his eyes were slightly closed, and his soul power was quickly released, and he only sensed Mu Yiyang's existence and his current predicament in an instant.

"It's kind of interesting! An unenlightened disciple can actually touch the remnants of the soul lock, this is the first time in so many years! It seems that this time the old ancestor has finally appeared!" The old man with a bad beard chuckled, his face seemed to be emotional, but more of a look of joy.

"Scatter!"

Looking at Mu Yiyang's location from afar, the old man with a bad beard let out a low shout, and pressed his right hand in the air, and the power of the magic circle exerted on Mu Yiyang and the little cloud rat suddenly dispersed, and those yellow light spots separated and merged under the bluestone slab.

After doing this, the old man with a bad beard flicked his sleeve robe, took off into the air, and wanted to fly towards Mu Yiyang's location, but at this moment, three rainbow lights, one red, one blue and one green, flew from behind him at great speed, and he was about to arrive.

"Hmph! These sticky flies! If it's really lively, you can stick your face to it!"

The old man snorted coldly, turned around and was about to fly down the mountain, but after a while, his body suddenly stopped in the air.

"No, that kid's soul power is extraordinary, I'll just go over like this, with the methods of those few people, I can't hide it, this matter can't be sloppy!" The old man with the bad beard frowned slightly, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself.

"That's it, it's the same if you see you early and see you later, so you can hide it first, so as not to worry about those old people!" As he spoke, the old man with a bad beard fell to the ground and scattered the golden light on his body.

"Ecstasy!

The old man with a bad beard let out a low snort, pinched his hands, and an ancient white pattern instantly condensed, and then flew towards Mu Yiyang violently, and in an instant, it stopped above his head.

Immediately after, a cloud of mist quickly rose from under his feet, connecting with the surrounding mist, and then, Mu Yiyang's body disappeared strangely.

Only then did the bad beard nod his head in satisfaction, and looked at the three uninvited guests in front of him with a light face.

"Qianjizi, why are you again!" The three people in the air landed almost at the same time, seeing the old man with a bad beard and a smile, one of them was a gray-haired old man with a ruddy face who stepped forward and scolded angrily.

"Yo, isn't this the master of the Han Gate of the Taiqing Palace? It's really a great majesty!" the bad-bearded old man said with a smile, his tone exaggerated, full of mockery.

"Hmph! Although Han is not talented, he is not as thick-skinned as someone who is disrespectful to the old and messes around all day long!" the gray-haired old man snorted coldly, and his expression was not good.

"Han Taizhong, what do you mean by this? If you have something to say, what kind of ability is it to turn around and scold people!" The old man with a bad beard flicked his sleeves and stepped forward, his face full of anger.

"What do you mean? What a joke! This Lock Spirit Remnant Array has been silent for more than a few hundred years, and the array patterns inside have already dissipated almost, except for the people of your Xuanji Palace, who else can trigger it? Isn't it true that I am a three-year-old child!" the gray-haired old man said in a cold tone.

"Qianjizi, the last time you were drunk and had a mistake, it was a big mistake to delay the competition of the newcomer disciples of the four halls, and now you are acting so recklessly and unrepentant, is it true that there is no one in our third hall?"

"Qianjizi, the thing back then was that we couldn't live with you, we have been ashamed of it all these years, and we have forbearance with your Xuanji Palace, but there is also a limit, you can do it yourself!" Next to the old woman in palace costume, an old man sighed lightly, and then turned around and left, it was the old man surnamed Wan.