"Don't touch this thing, it's poisonous!" Liu Yu'er shouted loudly, and the willow leaf-shaped high-grade magic weapon in her hand flew into the air, turning into a barrier to block these disgusting things. But the other party's spiritual power was obviously much stronger, and after a while, Liu Yu'er was sweating profusely, obviously unable to hold on for a long time. Seeing this, Liu Feng next to him said softly: "I'll come!" threw a jade bowl-shaped magic weapon in his hand into the air, and poured a ball of water out of the bowl, turning into a wall of ice, and replaced Liu Yu'er to block the opponent's attack. The two sides froze in mid-air for a long time, only the sound of clicks was heard, and cracks began to appear in the ice wall. Knowing that Liu Feng was about to be unable to resist, Yang Yufei, who had the strongest defensive power, threw out a stone-shaped magic weapon in his hand and blocked the young monk's attack.

"Poison is often afraid of high temperatures!" Yang Mingyang thought of this, and immediately summoned Xiao Yi in the spirit beast bag, and each person and beast sent out a fireball, flying to the middle of this heart-like thing, and it burned fiercely. Seeing this, Liu Yun also comprehended, and emitted a ball of golden light, like a golden sun, shining above the red heart. Liu Yu'er was very clever in ice and snow, regardless of the rest to recover her spiritual power, she put a burst of green wood spiritual power in the flames, the flames burned even bigger, and white smoke began to emit from the red heart. These red hearts were connected to the young monk's heart, and when he saw that his treasures were in danger of being damaged, he hurriedly put them away.

It was indeed very difficult to finally repel the first wave of attacks of the young monks, and the confidence of the five hearts suddenly increased greatly. The movements in his hands were repeated, and the attacks of various attributes rushed towards the young monk again, and for a while, the sound was loud and radiant. Although the young monk resisted all these attacks, he was very depressed in his heart, and he was a foundation building monk, but he was actually pressed and beaten by a group of qi refining monks. In a fit of rage, the young monk waved the blood-colored flag in his hand, and a blood mist with a strong smell of blood flew out of the flag, and the blood mist quickly spread, enveloping everyone. From the blood mist, there was a piercing sound like a ghost crying wolf, which made people feel upset. The harsh voice wasn't too sharp at first, but it made everyone uncomfortable to listen to.

As the voices sounded in his ears, Yang Mingyang gradually lost it, as if he was placed in the bloody case of Yangliu Village, his parents and relatives in Yangliu Village who treated him like sons and nephews fell in a pool of blood, screaming miserably, hoping that Yang Mingyang would save them. In an instant, he seemed to be back to the time when Duanmu Jiyue died, Duanmu Jiyue was covered in blood, fell to the ground, and crawled towards Yang Mingyang step by step, while crawling, he was still shouting in his mouth: "Stinky sheep, save me!" He couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand, and was about to run towards Duanmu Jiyue.

Suddenly, a sound of gold and iron suddenly came into Yang Mingyang's ears, causing him to suddenly wake up, and all the illusions in front of him disappeared. This sound of gold and iron resonating was made by Liu Yun, and he and Yang Mingyang were the most resolute among all of them, but his cultivation was much higher than Yang Mingyang. Therefore, he had the strongest ability to resist the attack of this voice, and just when the sound was about to lose himself, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely with the help of the last trace of clarity, and a piercing pain made him wake up immediately.

Liu Yun looked around and saw that the eldest brother Yang Mingyang and all the younger siblings had been lost in the strange sound of the ghost crying wolf, and they were walking in the direction of the young monk step by step. Seeing this, he was shocked, and hurriedly placed the two metal magic weapons in the air, and kept colliding with each other, making a loud sound of gold and iron, which woke up the lost people. When the children came to their senses, they immediately understood that they were being taken advantage of by the strange sound of the ghost crying wolf, and immediately used their spiritual power to block the strange sound from reaching their ears, and took a few steps back, holding the magic weapon, and looked at the young monk opposite with vigilance.

Seeing that everyone was lost in the strange sound one after another, the young monk's evil smile, the hearts of these five young Qi refining top monks with excellent qualifications must have been greatly replenished, thinking of this, he couldn't help but lick his lips with his tongue. But all this was ruined by the sound of the tall young man's magic weapons colliding on the other side, looking at the few people who had woken up from the loss, his eyes were full of disappointment.

"It's worthy of being a big sect monk, you still have some strength, it seems that I can't do it without paying a price. The young monk suddenly grabbed his chest with his right hand, and at once reached into his chest, and soon grabbed a bloody heart, which flew in the air, and quickly turned into a large, bloody hand, and grabbed it in the direction of everyone. At this time, the young monk's face turned even paler.

The big hand slowly flew towards everyone, although it was slow, but it exuded an unstoppable momentum. The little ones looked at each other, but they didn't find the best way to counter this attack. At this time, Yang Yufei suddenly took a step forward, and the stone magic weapon in his hand flew into the air, turning into a yellow giant palm, and greeted the young monk's big hand, and the giant palm and the big hand quickly met in the air, slammed into each other, and could not hold each other in the air. But the good times didn't last long, and the giant palm slowly couldn't match the majestic power of the big hand, and was forced to retreat slowly.

"Quickly input spiritual power for me, any attribute!" Yang Yufei shouted. Liu Feng beside him understood, and immediately put his hands behind Yang Yufei, and injected the water spiritual power in his body into Yang Yufei's body, and Yang Yufei's body, who had obtained spiritual power, immediately bulged, and seemed to have gained a lot of weight. The spiritual power was injected into the big yellow hand through Yang Yufei's body, slowing down the retreat speed of the big yellow hand a lot. Seeing that the big yellow hand was still retreating, Liu Yu'er also put her hands on Liu Feng's back, losing her spiritual power. Immediately afterwards, Liu Yun, Yang Mingyang, and even Xiao Yi finally got on it, and they all sent out their spiritual power. finally stopped the retreating trend of the big yellow hand, and at this time, Yang Yufei's body was already bulging like a ball, as if it was about to burst open.

The confrontation between the two sides has now become a competition of spiritual power, and at this time, neither side can withdraw from this confrontation, and if they are not careful, they will have almost no chance of survival under the attack of the other party's majestic spiritual power. As the spiritual power of both sides continued to be withdrawn, the young monk's face became more and more pale, like a blank piece of paper, and his body had begun to tremble. And Wu Xiao and Xiao Yi are not much better, they are covered in sweat at this time, their expressions are sluggish, and their spiritual power is still gritting their teeth and persisting after being drained out. Looking at the current situation, the strength of the two sides is equal, and even if either side wins, it will have to pay a huge price.

The young monk suddenly remembered something, and with a smug look in his eyes, he let out a sharp whistle, and in a few moments the wolf ape that the little pursuers ran out of the cave. He came to the young monk and looked at the five men and one beast opposite.

"What are you doing in a daze, to attack them, they can't draw their spiritual power to fight back!" the young monk roared at the wolf ape with a fierce look in his eyes.

Wu Xiao and Xiao Yi both showed despair in their eyes at this time, as the young monk said, at this time, they could jointly resist the attack of the young monk, and they had done their best, and they had no strength to deal with the wolf ape again, and the wolf ape would become the last straw in the balance of victory and defeat.