Around the wilderness in front of the gate of Qingyun Mountain, there was a soft sound among the inscription pillars that had been placed by Yi Yunfei. At this moment, the wind was blowing, blowing the hollow inscription column, making a whimpering sound, and fine white dust was raised from the pillar.

This is the dust after the spirit stones are consumed, although the spirit stones that Yi Yunfei put into it are only afraid that there are close to ten million, but such a large array, such a terrifying consumption, such a long time is already the limit.

The magic trick in his hand slowly stopped, although the formation did not disappear, but the time that could be maintained was not much, and he seized this little spare time to recover. With so many monks in the formation, there are always some people who have means beyond ordinary people, and there will always be some people who will survive, and he has to guard against them.

The formation was now much quieter, and those monks who were shrouded in fear and had lost their will to fight were only afraid that they would have already died at this moment. And the remaining group of monks who refused to admit defeat naturally understood that any senseless scolding was a kind of consumption, and they were silent, saving every ounce of strength to save their lives.

[Heaven Swallowing Decision] operated without reservation, endless aura poured in frantically, and the Yuan Force consumed by Yi Yunfei was rapidly recovering. And the formation under him, because there was no enough spiritual energy to support it, slowly fell silent.

The firelight slowly dimmed, the autumn wind gusted, the drizzle continued, the smoke and dust were washed away by the autumn rain, and the air became cleaner and cleaner. The crowd that was paying attention to this place also began to see the scene in the formation clearly.

The ground was pitch black, and there were vaguely figures sitting cross-legged in it, the light of magic weapons flashing around their bodies, but it was already very dim. Many collapsed plant trunks are still stirring the flames, and under the autumn rain, they are gradually extinguishing.

There was silence, no one made a sound, they all looked at this place intently, and almost everyone wanted to know how many of the 100,000 monks in the formation were still alive. It's just that there was a dead silence in the formation, there was no movement, whether it was the ground or the figures in it, it was a smoky pitch black, and it was impossible to distinguish.

"Are they all dead? This formation is so terrifying, that's 100,000 monks, or 100,000 monks who have entered the gods!"

"It shouldn't be, the Zhongzhou monks didn't die so easily, you must know that although these people are not the top families and sect forces, they still have the strength to carry a few life-saving magic weapons with them!" someone shook his head, not believing that so many monks could not escape.

"Yi Yunfei has stabbed the hornet's nest this time, the monks in Yizhou and Zhongzhou have all been offended, and in the future, this so-called Yi Yunzong will only be afraid that it will be difficult to move an inch1" Someone said, not optimistic about Yi Yunzong's prospects.

"Forget it, don't look at the clamor of those people, such a killing god, do you really think that someone dares to provoke it? On the first day I stepped into the cultivation, my master told me that in this world, strength is respected, and today I can truly understand. This Yi Yunfei has already killed these people, if there is no absolute certainty, Yi Yunzong is afraid that no one will dare to provoke from now on. Someone sneered and saw through the rules of this world.

It is a crime to kill one person, ten to be a murderer, a hundred to be evil, a thousand to be a general, and ten thousand to be a hero. Yi Yunfei strangled so many monks, and he had become a hero, and not anyone dared to provoke him.

"I can only wait and see how those people in Zhongzhou react, but even if the forces in Zhongzhou don't make a move, Kaiyang Sect is afraid that it will not allow such a tiger to appear on its territory, and the big war will not be able to escape after all!"

"Click!" There seemed to be a soft sound, and the already dim formation light film finally lost its last trace of support and slowly shattered. This formation, which made countless people tremble, finally dissipated, although they were not in it, but those who were watching from a distance sighed inexplicably at the same time, and inexplicably relaxed a lot.

The formation disappeared, the separation between the formation and the outside world also dissipated, the autumn rain fell into the formation without any scruples, gusts of wind blow, fresh air poured in, and there were monks in the formation who woke up from a nightmare and let out a howl like a wolf.

As if it would be contagious, the sound of the cry and wail was instantly connected, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be alarmed, the wind became stronger, and the rain became heavier, as if trying to wash away the disgusting smell of blood and burnt here.

In the midst of this storm, everyone finally saw clearly the surviving monks in the formation. Some of them sat in place, muttering to themselves as if they were stupid. Some people looked at Yi Yunfei with resentful eyes, staring fiercely at Yi Yunfei who was recovering with his eyes closed in the sky, but the aura on his body was weak, and he didn't have the strength to shoot at all.

Others have fallen into madness, babbling, crying and laughing, and have gone out of their minds, running wildly in the charred wilderness. The weapon in someone's hand was waving wildly, his eyes were full of madness, and his mouth was screaming, as if he was still in endless fear.

There were still quite a few monks who were still calm at the moment, unmoved by external objects, as if they didn't even know what was going on. Sit cross-legged, the Xuan Gong in the body is running, and the cultivation is restored as quickly as possible. These people are the most sane people, but also the most terrible people.

They are well aware of the situation in front of them, and this matter is not over yet. Therefore, they try to seize every minute and every second to recover, as long as they are cultivating, whether it is to fight again or sit down to negotiate, they will have confidence.

One after another figures appeared in their eyes, and some careful people carefully counted the 100,000 monks, and now there are only more than 20,000 left. And more than 20,000 people, most of them are in a state of malaise, their breath is dim, many of them are holding broken magic weapons in their hands, and their last life-saving hole cards are also consumed in this big array. These people have long lost the prestige of the Divine Monk, and they are afraid that an ordinary Tongxuan monk can easily capture them.

"Yi Yunfei, the matter has come to this, I, Kaiyang Sect Li Lingyi, have admitted it today, how can I let us go, please draw a path!" The leader of the Kaiyang Sect had a gloomy face, he looked back at the six thousand Kaiyang disciples, and now there are less than two thousand left. And those dead monks have turned to charred ashes, and there is not even a single corpse left in the capital.

He hated it deeply, but he was helpless, he consumed a lot of money, and he was not lightly injured. As for the disciples of Yi Yunzong, only Yi Yunfei made a move, and the others were still alive and well, and now he didn't have the capital to fight against Yi Yunzong at all.

Hearing this, not only the only people left in the formation, but even the monks who had been paying attention to it here also looked at Yi Yunfei in the air. No matter how big the grudge is, it should be enough to kill like this, no matter whether these people are good or evil, many people also feel a little unbearable to watch them being slaughtered.

Yi Yunfei did not respond, but the disciples of Yi Yunzong slowly stepped forward under the command of Feng Baihan and the others, surrounding these surviving monks in the middle. The embarrassed group of people looked at the fierce eyes of the disciples of Yi Yunzong, and their hearts were uneasy, and they were anxiously waiting for Yi Yunfei's decision, not knowing if they could escape.

A moment later, Yi Yunfei, who was recovering from his knees in the air, exhaled lightly and slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the expectant gaze below, and there was not much expression, killing people was not a happy thing.

If it weren't for the situation, if it weren't for the fact that he wanted to fight for a little survival space for Yi Yunzong in this treacherous world, he wouldn't have been able to kill so many people.

He was a little excited, waved his hand, and said to Xu Ruyun: "I'll leave it to you to deal with, just follow the old rules!"

Xu Ruyun may be one of the people who know Yi Yunfei the most in the entire Yi Yun Sect, and he seems to feel the depression in Yi Yunfei's heart. nodded towards Yi Yunfei with warm eyes, hoping to give Yi Yunfei a little comfort who had been supporting him alone.

Yi Yunfei's figure moved in the air, heading towards Qingyun Mountain, he had the Heavenly Eye on his body, so he could naturally see that these people were no longer a threat, and he was not worried that the disciples of Yi Yun Sect would not be able to solve it.

At this moment, among the Yizhou monks who were originally standing with the disciples of Yi Yunzong, a tall and thin figure suddenly jumped up like a sharp sword and rushed towards Yi Yunfei.

Fast, so fast that almost no one noticed the man's movements, and no one could see his movements. Yi Yunfei's position at the moment was above this group of people, and the height of his volley was not high, only a dozen meters. The distance of more than ten meters is just a matter of blink of an eye for a monk who has cultivated to a high level.

The creepy feeling came, and Yi Yunfei didn't see the man's movements clearly. However, the kind of spiritual consciousness brought by countless battles made him react at the first time, and he subconsciously unfolded his divine foot power, and his body moved violently, leaving only a phantom in place.

"Kill!" With a cold snort, the man was not confused by the phantom, he didn't stop at all, and chased Yi Yunfei's figure and rushed again. His speed was very fast, and he was the fastest among the monks Yi Yunfei said he had seen, almost not much slower than Yi Yunfei's Divine Foot Technique.

As soon as Yi Yunfei stood firm, the man had already come to him. The man's body was shrouded in a white robe, and he couldn't see the specific face clearly, and the weapon in this person's hand attracted most of Yi Yunfei's attention, and he didn't have time to pay attention to his appearance.

It was a pitch-black short knife, somewhat like a military spur that Yi Yunfei had seen in another world, slender, thick back, and with a blood groove. I don't know what material it is made of, the whole body is dark, without the slightest reflection of light, but it can't hide the breath coming from the blade, which makes Yi Yunfei feel a burst of heartbeat.