Seeing this situation, Huang Yuchen frowned, and Qi Zhengye had already rushed forward at this moment, swinging his fist and fighting with the two black mist beasts, and for a while the black mist was permeated, mixed with the pale red fighting energy emitted by Liu Xingan and Qi Zhengye, the roaring sound was endless, and the air fluctuations caused by the powerful impact hit Huang Yuchen's face, making his thinking more sober.

Obviously, the combat power of the three of them is not the opponent of this white-haired Daoist, although Liu Xingan and Qi Zhengye seem to be able to draw with the three mist beasts for the time being, but that Daoist has not really done it yet, if this continues, not only will they not be able to get any useful information, but the three of them may be beaten in vain.

Thinking of this, Huang Yuchen's heart was crossed, ignoring his tired body and the energy vortex that was on the verge of exhaustion, he directly raised his hands and began to depict the formation in mid-air.

There wasn't much he could do at the moment, but it wasn't difficult to make some simple formations and activate them, although he had lost the ability to fight head-on, but as a formation master, he didn't need to fight the enemy head-on.

In a short time, the two small Gathering Yuan Arrays had been depicted, and Huang Yuchen had carved several barrier formations and formations that quickly condensed energy on the basis of these two small Gathering Source Arrays, because Qi Zhengye and Liu Xing'an were using ordinary fighting energy, which was much simpler than Huang Yuchen's own previous condensation of fire attribute elements, and after a few breaths of time had passed, the two combined formations had been depicted, and Huang Yuchen carved two golden spells on his two palms respectively, stepped forward, and directly joined the battle.

At this moment, Qi Zhengye and Liu Xing'an have completely fought together with the three-headed fog beasts, attacking one after another, but these fog beasts don't seem to have a substance, Liu Xing'an and Qi Zhengye's attacks hit them, and they can't cause absolute damage to them, but only let the fog on their bodies disperse a little, but soon these fogs will return to their original state, but fortunately, the attack methods of these three-headed fog beasts are relatively simple, and the two of them don't feel overstretched to deal with them, although they can't hurt these fog beasts, they themselves won't suffer any damage.

Obviously, that person didn't use any strength, which Huang Yuchen knew very well.

After he joined the battle, he used the little physical strength he had left, and slapped two golden charms on the backs of the two of them in the interspersed between the two attacks, and then quickly retreated, until he retreated to the vicinity of the formation he had depicted, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted in his mouth: "Condensation!"

With Huang Yuchen's shout, the two combined formations he portrayed immediately began to operate, and through the golden spell he had just slapped on the backs of the two of them, he continuously transmitted energy to Qi Zhengye and Liu Xingan, which was the most effective thing that Huang Yuchen could do now, as for other formations, such as attack types, they would not be effective at all in the current battle, Huang Yuchen's purpose was to let Qi Zhengye and Liu Xingan delay as much as possible, so that he could find a way to get out of trouble.

When Huang Yuchen was using his brains here, Qi Zhengye and Liu Xing'an were fighting with the three-headed misty beast, and the old Taoist priest on the side was just standing quietly, and Huang Yuchen and the others seemed to have forgotten about his ridicule, and he didn't feel the slightest anger in him at all, he seemed to be observing, observing Huang Yuchen's every move, even if

Huang Yuchen carved the formation and placed the spell on Qi and Liu, and this Taoist priest did not have any intention of obstructing them.

With his cultivation, it is not difficult to say that it is not difficult to take down Huang Yuchen and the other three, and the three-headed mist beast he conjured up is obviously not much different from Qi Zhengye Liu Xing'an's combat power, and it is impossible to distinguish the winner in a short period of time, this Taoist priest is waiting, as for what he is waiting for, Huang Yuchen can't think of it.

At this moment, Huang Yuchen's brows were furrowed, the Taoist priest's body did not make a move, and only used the fog beast conjured up by the three shadows to fight, which made Huang Yuchen a little confused, but since he chose to do so, he must have his purpose.

"What the hell is he waiting for......" Huang Yuchen's eyes have been staring at the Taoist old man not far away, at this moment his face seems to be even more gloomy, behind him, is the towering statue of the five thunder gods, the battle at this moment has dispersed the black fog in the hall, through these fogs, so that this huge statue has a little more mystery.

After a while, the Taoist priest's eyes suddenly froze, and a fine light appeared in his eyes, Huang Yuchen immediately caught this sudden change, and immediately yelled in his mouth: "Senior brother, be careful!"

At this moment, the shadow that originally linked the three-headed mist beast was suddenly cut off, and the three-headed mist beast disappeared in an instant, and then the shadow under the feet of the Taoist priest immediately expanded, and a sharp sword directly conjured out of his shadow, stabbing directly at Qi Zhengye, who was closest to him.

Everything happened in an instant, before Qi Zhengye and Liu Xing'an could react, this pitch-black sword had already come closer, and it was too late for Qi Zhengye to dodge at this moment, he subconsciously threw a punch at this sword, wanting to resist this blow with the fighting spirit on his body, but it backfired, the speed of the sword flying out was several times faster than Qi Zhengye's speed, and he easily dodged Qi Zhengye's punch.

"Poof......

In the next moment, the black sword directly penetrated Qi Zhengye's chest, and the blood immediately dripped out, the sword was controlled by the Taoist priest, floating out of thin air, and at the same time, Qi Zhengye was held up out of thin air, Qi Zhengye's mouth spurted blood, his eyes widened, he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say a word, his two hands weakly grasped the black long sword that pierced his chest, and he could feel the power flowing quickly in his body.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

Huang Yuchen and Liu Xing'an shouted almost at the same time, Liu Xing'an ran towards Qi Zhengye for the first time, the fighting energy in his body was surging wildly, and he used it without restraint, he pounced directly, and smashed his fist into the connection between the black long sword and the shadow, but just before that, the Taoist priest quickly retracted his shadow and stood quietly aside, as if nothing had happened.

"Knock ......"

Qi Zhengye's body fell to the ground, making a dull sound, Liu Xingan didn't care about what to do with the piper, and directly helped Qi Zhengye up, his eyes blood-red.

Huang Yuchen quickly ran to Qi Zhengye's side, directly picked up his palm, put his hands on his pulse, felt that Qi Zhengye's pulse was about to disappear, his heart was anxious, his eyes were also red, and he began to instill in Qi Zhengye's body in vain, wanting to continue Qi Zhengye's life in this way.

Qi Zhengye's eyes were already a little blurred, and the pain seemed to be there

disappeared from his body, and he looked at Liu Xing'an, who was holding him, in a daze, his chin moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

Liu Xing'an clenched his steel teeth, his eyes were blood-red, and he couldn't say a word, he felt as if his chest was blocked by something, as if countless words were blocked in his throat, but he couldn't say half a word.

Huang Yuchen grabbed Qi Zhengye's hand tightly, his whole body emitted a faint white fluorescence, this light slowly flowed towards Qi Zhengye's body, this is one of the few yang power in Huang Yuchen's body, but when it enters Qi Zhengye's body, the effect is very limited, the remaining yang power in Huang Yuchen's body is not much, and Qi Zhengye is mortally injured, and it is not something that Yang power can save itself.

Although the power of yang is called the power of yang, it does not have a healing effect, Huang Yuchen is already in a mess at the moment, he doesn't know how to deal with the things in front of him, his eyes are red, his brain is in chaos, this is the first time he has seen the person around him seriously injured in front of him, this feeling makes him hurt more than the feeling of the long sword piercing into his body, this is a pain from the depths of his heart, beyond words.

Liu Xing'an hugged Qi Zhengye, the wound on his chest kept bleeding blood, staining the ground below, Huang Yuchen pressed Qi Zhengye's wound with his hand, but it didn't help, the blood kept gushing out, dyed Huang Yuchen's hands red, and also stained his clothes.

The Taoist standing on the side, at this moment, the shadow under his feet once again conjured a black long sword, silent, floating beside him, he looked at everything that happened in front of him, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, his eyes were ancient and waveless, as if he had stepped on an ant, this killing could not make him splash a trace of waves in his heart.

"As I said, you have not seen real suffering. The Taoist said a word softly, and at the same time, he commanded the black long sword beside him to stab directly at Liu Xing'an's back, extremely fast.

And at this time, Huang Yuchen's body didn't know where the strength came from, he roared and stood up directly, and punched the black long sword that was stabbing over, Huang Yuchen's whole body was full of light, and the strong light even made people unable to look at it directly.

Huang Yuchen's fist did not touch the black long sword, and in the process of galloping, the long sword was directly corroded by the light emitted from Huang Yuchen's body, and turned into nothingness in mid-air, this strong light shone on the body of the Taoist priest on the side, making him involuntarily take a step back, and a faint black mist began to emerge from his whole body, which looked exactly the same as Lu Hongbo's appearance when he was corroded by the power of the yang.

"It seems that the time has come. Liu Xingan hugged Qi Zhengye, his eyes were blood-red, but his tone was very firm, and he couldn't hear a trace of sadness from it. Qi Zhengye's face was pale at the moment, his eyes had lost concentration, Liu Xingan was not sure whether Qi Zhengye heard his words, sighed softly, put Qi Zhengye's body on the ground, and then pulled out a dagger from his waist and swiped it lightly on his wrist.

A stream of golden liquid flowed out from Liu Xing'an's wrist and dripped directly on Qi Zhengye's body, almost at this moment, a dazzling light curtain was centered on the two of them, spreading rapidly, and the brightness of the light mist even surpassed the light emitted by Huang Yuchen.