The moment the illusion emanated, Abi's eyes went dark, and he was barely able to stabilize his body.

Although it was said that with the convergence of yin qi, the influence of the formation on it was gradually weakened, but such a large-scale attack still exhausted its divine soul power.

And because he can't use the illusion realm to strangle the evil cultivators in front of him, it can only play a certain role in interference.

The strong yin qi made it impossible for the current Chang Ling to get close to Bai Jinnian and a few people at all, so he had to start with these evil cultivators first.

Chang Ling rushed forward violently, and with a sharp sword, he cut off the head of one of the evil cultivators.

Blood gushed out instantly.

Chang Ling was about to move forward and learn about the life of the next evil cultivator as he could, when he suddenly found that the blood of the evil cultivator who had separated from his body was rapidly seeping into the soil, and then rushed towards Bai Jinnian and the others who were unconscious.

Chang Ling was stunned for a moment, and the movements in his hands stopped abruptly.

She watched as the body of the evil cultivator who had lost his life gradually dried up.

And on Bai Jinnian and the others, the strong bloody aura can't be concealed.

Chang Ling bent down, trying to stop the blood of this evil cultivator from flowing towards that side, but the blood seeped in instantly, and after a lot of actions, it was still in vain.

"Quick, drop some of your blood on the ground. Abi's weak voice rang out behind her.

The unknown formation in front of him was obviously able to gather all the yin and evil things within a certain range, and the endless yin qi was like this, and the blood of this evil cultivator was like this.

If Chang Ling's divine sense could be used at this time, she could even find that the aura on these evil cultivators was also constantly injecting into these people.

The yin qi that was sucked towards Bai Jinnian and the others continued to pass through Chang Ling's body, and for a while she felt a strong cold air.

Chang Ling was neither advancing nor retreating for a while.

She gritted her teeth and slashed her palm, her warm blood falling to the ground.

The best thing to restrain yin energy is yang energy.

Her red blood mixed with the dark blood of the evil cultivator seeped into the soil in an instant, and the bloody qi under Bai Jinnian and the others continued to thicken.

With the infusion of her blood, the gray momentum on Bai Jinnian's faces actually stopped a little.

However, her blood is still a drop in the bucket.

Chang Ling's face gradually turned pale, her body's healing ability was excellent, and she had to open her palm again after a while to ensure that the blood flow was left smoothly.

"Chang Ling, let's go. Abi, who was not far away, looked at the figure in a daze, and finally couldn't say such a sentence.

If she Chang Ling left here today, her Dao Heart would definitely have some damage in the future, and as long as she had a little damage, it would be enough for her to tear her apart with those karma in the sea of consciousness.

It's a dead end.

Abi didn't say anything more, death was never the most terrible thing for it.

Chang Ling over there only had the last two leaves of the blood condensation grass left, and she suddenly stuffed it into her mouth, and she raised her hand to make another cut on her body.

Her own blood is obviously not as easy as those yin blood to be sucked into the formation, I don't know how much it will be consumed when it flows past, Rao is that she drains the blood of this body, I am afraid that it will not have any significant effect.

At most, it only delayed the deterioration of the situation of Bai Jinnian and the others, until those evil cultivators broke free from the illusion.

Perhaps, there is another way.

If there is anything on Chang Ling's body that condenses the most yang energy, it is her essence and blood.

After many times of refining her body, Chang Ling's situation was also a little different from that of other monks, and only one drop of essence blood was condensed in her body.

Her essence blood is different from these bloods, and the essence blood she has condensed now will not make up for it even if she eats a whole blood clotting grass.

The damage that will be done to her body and the impact on her future practice will be immeasurable.

On the other hand, the power of this drop of essence blood is also immeasurable.

Chang Ling turned around and glanced at Ah Bi, and said softly, "I'm sorry." ”

The two parties who have concluded the pact of life and death have the same pain in things that harm the origin of life, such as dripping essence blood.

It's going to be wronged that Abi is suffering pain with her.

A sharp flow of air instantly condensed in her hand, piercing straight to her heart.

A drop of blood glowing with a faint golden light came out of her body little by little.

The severe pain made Chang Ling unable to even breathe for a while, and the scenery in front of her was layered, and she suddenly knelt on the ground, holding the Yuan Sacrifice Sword in her hand, barely keeping herself from falling.

As soon as Chang Ling turned around, the drop of essence blood in his hand suddenly drilled towards the center of the formation where the yin qi was gathered.

In an instant, the layers of thick yin qi were cut, revealing a narrow passage.

The remaining medicinal power of the Blood Condensation Grass was not enough for her to ignore the pain in her heart, but it could barely prevent her from fainting, and one of her split souls instantly drilled into the Yuan Sacrifice Sword.

At the same time, a mark was struck directly on the sword.

Although she used the Chixiao Sword and the Yuan Sacrifice Sword before, she only used it, and never carried out the so-called recognition or condensation.

She also hoped to find a more outstanding sword in the future.

But at this time, she can only completely bind one of her own souls to this Abyss Sacrifice Sword, so that she can become the 'Sword Soul' in the Abyss Sacrifice Sword. In this situation, he can control the action of the Yuan Sacrifice Sword.

This action happened in an instant, and a moment later, the Yuan Sacrifice Sword drilled into the center of the formation along a narrow passage that Chang Ling's essence blood 'burned'.

The Yuan Sacrifice Sword constantly picked up the collars of the unconscious figures on the ground, and threw them away from the center of the formation with a single flick.

With such a vigorous swing, Chang Ling's power of the soul was almost consumed.

The last person was thrown out of the formation, and the Yuan Sacrifice Sword no longer even had the strength to fly back to Chang Ling's side.

That split soul suddenly lost consciousness due to the exhaustion of its strength, and Chang Ling couldn't even recall it to his side for a while.

Looking at the unconscious figures on the ground, Chang Ling gritted his teeth and unceremoniously hit the most painful acupuncture points on their bodies.

Pain is also the best way to irritate people.

After a few moments, they woke up in silence.

Looking up at Chang Ling's pale and bloodless face, the attack move in his hand almost came out of his hand.

Lin Junhua used a healing technique, and several people hurriedly helped Chang Ling aside and let her lean against the big tree.

Chang Ling didn't even have the strength to speak at this time, and when he opened his mouth, his chapped and pale lips only moved up and down.

The first thing Bai Jinnian did when he woke up was to sacrifice those array flags again.

The eyes that looked at those evil cultivators were also full of resentment.

Although they are also the 'marginal disciples' of the big family sect, they have not experienced a few battles that really involve their lives since they were children, and all they know about evil cultivation has been briefly seen in courses and books.

Not long after they got up the mountain, they accidentally fell for it.

If it weren't for the fact that Bai Jinnian still had a talisman left by the elders of the family, I am afraid that this banner would be directly seized by these evil cultivators.

In a state of confusion and coma, their consciousness is not completely lost, and they can clearly feel the slightest change in their bodies.

Such helplessness and despair were something they had never experienced.

They finally struggled out of that state, and their raging anger was completely irrepressible.

As a monk, they would rather die than become puppets of evil cultivators.

As Chang Ling's essence blood was taken out of his body, Ah Bi, who was in severe pain, was also in a trance, and the illusion it had condensed collapsed a little.

These monks came out of the center of the formation, and the evil cultivators on the opposite side also came to their senses one by one.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

The evil cultivators who were fighting with these monks did not forget to keep their resentful eyes on Chang Ling.

The ground beneath Chang Ling began to tremble, and a pale hand kept trying to reach out of the ground in front of her.

At this time, Chang Ling didn't even have the strength to move himself.

Ah Bi reluctantly moved her body and lay in front of Chang Ling, as if she wanted to bear the next attack for her.

She resented her powerlessness so much.

Suddenly, several vines appeared on the ground, wrapping up the person whose body had crawled out of the ground.

Lin Junhua, who was circling between several evil cultivators, turned around and smiled at Chang Ling.

Wang Biru on the side instantly cast a fire technique, and the vines tightly embedded in the stiff flesh of this person instantly burned, and even the whole person was burning violently.

I don't know if the heat wave of the flames was a little too close to Chang Ling, she actually felt that her eyes were a little dry.

It was not so easy for Lin Junhua and the others to fight with these evil cultivators, and several of them also had large and small wounds on their bodies, and Chang Ling did not have the luxury of hoping to get any help.

It is love to save her, and it is duty not to save her.

It's like she saved them, but she just followed her own heart and didn't try anything.

A lot of the spiritual power of those evil cultivators was also absorbed by the previous formation, and although there were a large number of people stiffening the yin puppets, they could only barely reach a tie with these few monks who were full of anger.

Bai Jinnian's formation played a role, and after being able to use his divine sense, these monks with good backgrounds continued to show their various backgrounds, and they also wanted to fight these evil cultivators in front of them to death.

Although these evil cultivators were still furious for the termination of the formation, after calming down a little, they quickly examined the situation in front of them, and the red-clothed evil cultivator led by them said lightly: "Withdraw." ”

As soon as his words fell, these evil cultivators didn't have any intention of fighting with them, after a few talismans were thrown out, the yin qi that instantly diffused greatly interfered with their perception and judgment, and with this skill, their figures quickly melted into the unfathomable night in front of them.

Looking at their backs, Bai Jinnian clenched his fists hatefully.

Several people looked at it and chased it to no avail, and they all came to Chang Ling's side.

They also felt the danger just now, Chang Ling not only did not go down the mountain by himself, but also spent such a big price to save them.

And they are helpless against Chang Ling's current injury.

After receiving Lin Junhua's treatment, Chang Ling could barely speak, and after saying 'I'm fine', Bai Jinnian's eyes were full of shame and worry.

It was such a casual cultivator who they had more or less despised before, who had saved the names of all of them at such a critical juncture.

If it were themselves, they would not dare to ensure that they would make the same decision as Chang Ling in that situation.

"I'll just take my own time, my sword. Chang Ling barely finished this 'long' sentence.

Wang Biru hurriedly went to get the Yuan Sacrifice Sword, Chang Ling flipped his palm and put it into the storage artifact.

After repeatedly confirming Chang Ling's condition, Bai Jinnian put Chang Ling on top of his magic weapon, and everyone marched down the mountain in the sky.

After an experience of life and death, everyone's relationship can't help but be drawn a lot closer.

After complaining about the insidious methods of these evil cultivators together, they gradually began to talk about everyone's situation.

The circumstances of several people are quite similar, and they complained a lot, talking about how they were treated in their own family sects, and what kind of 'desperate situation' they were forced to come to Youzhou.

Chang Ling, who was listening silently, couldn't help but widen his eyes, it turned out that in the Immortal Cultivation Sect and family, there was such a complicated and dirty thing.

Who knows what color heart is under the face of the fairy wind bones.

As they chatted, they talked about Chang Ling.

Bai Jinnian quipped: "Chang Ling, are you really a casual cultivator? If the casual cultivators were like you, I would have known that I would also be a casual cultivator." ”

There was also a little more yearning in the eyes of others.

Chang Ling suddenly thought of Gu Siyu, who had been free when he first became a casual cultivator.

Is it true that everything in the world has always been like this, and everyone is envious of a life different from their own.

It is often only when you lose it that you feel cherished.

Chang Ling just smiled and shook her head, so many moments of struggling on the line of life and death, how much she wished that she was the one who had always been protected, and that there were sects and people standing in front of her to shield her from the wind and rain.

Bai Jinnian and the others are not completely ignorant of the world, and they also understand some of the situations of casual cultivation, but with such an example as Chang Ling in front of them, they don't want to imagine that they have become those weak people in casual cultivation.

At the beginning, who doesn't have a perfect plan and expectations for their life.

"Chang Ling, you can have such a cultivation at your age, presumably your talent is also quite good, why didn't you participate in the enrollment of various immortal cultivation sects in the first place? Even if you can't enter the Nine Great Sects, it's better to enter other small sects than to be a casual cultivator. Su Yujin asked curiously.

Of course, when they are free, they can also obtain a lot of exercises and secret books and inheritance magic weapons, which belong to them and do not need to be handed over to anyone.