"What should I do now, the situation is a little bad!" A Soul Sect Infant Cultivator frowned, said with a heavy face, his eyes flickering, constantly searching for something in the white mist.

The face of the other Yuan Infant Stage monk standing next to him was also extremely heavy, and he said in a deep voice: "The person who arranged this formation must be a formation master, and even we can't see through the subtleties of this formation."

The three Yuan Infant Monks had been standing in place and had not moved, their divine consciousness was blocked by the white mist, and they couldn't see through the reality of this formation at all, in order to avoid being attacked by the people in the array, the three Yuan Infant Monks did not act rashly.

Most of the Soul Sect monks were still on the flying boat, and occasionally some Soul Sect monks were affected by the formation and disappeared into the white mist.

Seeing the Soul Sect monks disappear one by one, the faces of the three Yuan Infant Stage Monks also became ugly.

The monks who pursued the Tiansha Sect all the way to this place, but they didn't expect to be ambushed, although the formation in front of them had no attack power, but it was secretly killing.

The three Yuan Infant Stage Monks had already faintly sensed the breath of the Yuan Infant Stage in the white mist, and among them, there was the Yuan Infant Stage Monk Cun Zài, which was why the three Yuan Infant Stage monks were unwilling to venture into one of the Yuan Infant Stage in the White Mist.

Even the three of them were infantile monks, they didn't dare to guarantee that they would not be attacked and besieged by other primordial infancy monks when they entered the white mist.

Once they were scattered in the white mist, besieged by other Yuan Infant Stage cultivators, and affected by the formation, they would definitely end up with more than one bad luck.

The white mist rolled in the air, and among them, Lin Chuan, Mengxi, Li Tian, Rakshasa and Fengyundong all turned into death, constantly slashing the Soul Sect monks who were trapped in the formation one by one.

Even Xiao Rao broke out and was not ready to show mercy to her subordinates.

In the air of a white mist, a fiery red figure flew in the air, surrounded by seven or eight monks wearing Soul Sect clothes.

Among these monks, there is an old man with the strongest aura, who is a monk of the Jindan period, and the others are only cultivated in the foundation building period.

I don't know how these people met together in the formation, but they got entangled with Xiao Rao.

One after another, sword qi, and black light flew in the air, and the powerful power fluctuations spread out in waves, and seven or eight soul sect monks shot at the same time, and the fierce energy crisscrossed the air, forming a large net of attacks.

There was a gourd hanging from the waist of the Jindan monk, and the gourd was engraved with some mystical spirit patterns, which were flashing at the moment, and a thin black sand sprayed out from the mouth of the gourd.

Under the control of the old man, the black fine sand transformed into a variety of different attacks to attack Xiao Rao, and among these people's attacks, his attack was the most powerful.

Each piece of fine sand erupted from the gourd glowed with black light, and it was obviously a treasure that had undergone special sacrifices, and together it became extremely hard, scattered, and unusually soft, which was truly mysterious.

Spiritual patterns appeared on the fire armor on Xiao Rao's body, and a faint red light surrounded her body, setting off her delicate body even more beautifully.

Feitian Aya turned into red bands of light and flew outside her body, blocking all the attacks, and Xiao Rao seemed to be dancing when she opened it.

Suddenly, the old man on the opposite side pinched the trick with his right hand, slapped the gourd on his waist with his left hand, and a thicker black sand belt rushed out of the gourd.

The black fine sand flew up to the top of his head, and after winding it in a circle, it closed to the center, and suddenly turned into a powerful war knife ten zhang long, and the black light was wrapped around the war knife, exuding an astonishing sharpness.

"Trap her for me, and I'll get rid of her in the next move!" the old man snorted.

The surrounding foundation-building period monks were shocked, and each urged their mana to send a dense attack at Xiao Rao.

"Hmph, you old immortal should try it!" Xiao Rao's eyes flashed with evil anger, and the flying silk circled, instantly turning into a huge red light curtain to block his body inside.

Bang bang bang ......!

The attacks of the foundation building period monks who swept around were all blocked by this red light curtain, and at most they only caused the red light on the surface of the red light curtain to tremble slightly.

Feitian Aya can be attacked and defended, it is a high-grade spiritual weapon with excellent offense and defense, Xiao Rao is very handy in controlling Feitian Aya, and she can make thousands of changes in an instant.

At this time, the light curtain formed by Feitian Aya surrounded the space outside Xiao Rao's body.

The old man in the distance shouted, a glint erupted in his eyes, his right hand moved forward, and he shouted in his mouth: "Chop!"

The black sword in the air left a black mark, which fell from the sky and slashed down on the red light curtain in an instant.

Snort!

The red light on the surface of the red light curtain flickered and sunk inward, and the black light on the black sword flickered wildly, and the powerful force slammed down in waves.

Then the old man suddenly shouted: "Give me all the strength to attack, I have suppressed her"

It turned out that the old man's attack was just to suppress Xiao Rao, and the main attack was still on the foundation building monks next to him, the old man thought that as long as Xiao Rao was suppressed, and then let the foundation building monks next to him attack, Xiao Rao could be put to death.

Now that the spirit weapon that Xiao Rao used to attack was dragged by herself, it was a good time for those foundation building period monks to attack.

"Hmph, this girl, how can you say that you can suppress it!" Suddenly a delicate cold snort came from the red light curtain, and then suddenly there was a fluctuation on the red light curtain, and a round hole appeared out of thin air.

Then a silvery-white light shot out of the hole, and instantly reached the body of one of the foundation-building monks, and before he could react, the silver light had already pierced through his chest.

At this time, the monk next to him saw clearly that the hole in his companion's chest was a silver rope the thickness of a little finger, because the speed of the silver rope was so fast, it just looked like a silver light.

This is naturally the bundle of immortal ropes that Xiao Rao has refined, at this moment she can already exert some of the power of the bundle of immortals, although Feitian Aya was suppressed by the other party, but in terms of its power, the bundle of immortals is more than Feitian Aya, I don't know how much.

Almost as soon as his mind moved, the bundle of immortal ropes was pulled out of the monk's chest, and then, in a flash, like a spiritual snake, rushed towards another foundation building monk next to him.

When the foundation building monk saw the silver rope rushing towards him, his face changed suddenly, and the black flying sword in his right hand was raised, and he slashed at the silver rope.

A sharp black sword qi broke out of the air and slashed towards the bundle of immortals, but the bundle of immortal ropes was slightly biased, flexibly bypassing the black sword qi, and continued to rush towards the foundation building period monk, the seemingly sharp black sword qi slashed at the bundle of immortals, but it had no effect at all, and it slashed directly from the side.

Laugh at!

The blood light flashed, and there was an extra blood hole in the chest of the foundation building period monk, and then there was an explosion, which directly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and in the blood mist, the silver bundle of immortal ropes burst out like lightning, and the silver light still flashed on it, not accounting for the blood at all, like a poisonous snake, staring at the next foundation building period monk.