As soon as the words fell, I didn't know what Han Tingshan had started, and the stone walls around the passage cracked from top to bottom, shattering into large pieces and falling backwards.

Only then did everyone realize that these stone walls were also illusions, and the seemingly real rubble smashed on the defensive shield, only turning into spiritual light, and not hurting anyone at all.

It turned out that they had just entered the stone pile, and they were already in the formation.

"He Daoyou, Jiang Daoyou, be careful!"

Han Tingshan's face was full of excitement, and she took the lead in throwing out the jade ring and slamming it at the fallen stone wall.

He Miaomiao didn't know what she meant, but she also carefully sacrificed the phantom, letting the defensive shield wrap itself tightly to guard against the impending danger.

When Han Tingshan's jade ring disappeared into the darkness, and then suddenly brightened, eight phantoms of handsome male cultivators of different colors stepped out of the darkness of nothingness.

These eight male cultivators have their own merits, some are full of tenderness, the corners of their mouths are smiling, and some are fierce in their eyes, full of murderous intent.

They were all carrying long swords, and from the moment they appeared to the time they made their moves, their expressions did not change, and they felt dull after a few glances.

But the attack that came straight made He Miaomiao dare not underestimate it.

The two white-clothed phantoms drew their long swords in an instant, and together with them, they pulled out hundreds of sword flowers, and the aura was violent.

He Miaomiao didn't dare to take it hard, these phantoms couldn't see cultivation at all. There is no coercion on them, there is no spiritual breath, and even the power in the tricks is vague, and they can't sense whether it is the existence of the Qi refining period or the foundation building period.

From the stone walls on both sides fell, it turned into spiritual light and dissipated, and this place became an endless darkness, with no end in sight, and the divine sense could only sweep to the scope of the fighting method.

He Miaomiao dodged the attack of the two, but felt that it was not too difficult, because he didn't know the details of these phantom male cultivators, he simply didn't rush to attack, but looked at the rest of the people distractedly.

Han Tingshan fought against the two blue-clothed phantoms, dodging the sword light while desperately attacking the male cultivator's eyebrows, the jade ring was so bright that it was so fast that she couldn't see the shape of the body clearly, and she could only see two rays of light and shadow rushing away, and quickly retracting it.

This move made He Miaomiao know in her heart, since Han Tingshan clutched her eyebrows, there must be the death hole of these phantoms.

But she didn't rush to attack, dodged the dense sword light, raised her eyes to the left, and found that Shen Sanfeng, who was hiding, was also entangled, and was fighting with the two Tsing Yi phantoms.

His spirit banner was hidden in the darkness, only occasionally revealing a dim spiritual light, and the black shadows formed by the evil qi could only be seen in a misty shape when he was close to the phantom.

And Jiang Mulin, who was the farthest away from the three, also saw Shen Sanfeng in the fierce battle at the same time, regardless of the two blue-clothed phantoms in front of him, he galloped in the direction of Shen Sanfeng, and yelled:

"Shen Sanfeng, you follow in hiding, what are your intentions!"

Han Tingshan, who was originally smiling with a winning smile, was shocked when she heard this, only to realize that it was not He Miaomiao behind her, but Shen Sanfeng, who angrily scolded her for leaving the team.

"What an evil cultivator! I know you're not at ease!

Han Tingshan and Jiang Mulin pulled out in unison, dodging several sword light attacks, and at the same time raised their magic weapons and attacked Shen Sanfeng.

Jiang Mulin's magic weapon is a purple leaf, the meridians are distinct, the whole body is translucent, I don't know what material is refined, and the pressure above is extremely strong.

But he didn't seem to be able to attack from a distance, regardless of the phantom behind him, he had to rush forward, and when he was ten steps away from Shen Sanfeng, the purple blade suddenly burst open, condensing into a transparent jade sword in the dazzling light, and the power was even stronger.

"Idiot!" Shen Sanfeng's indifferent eyes showed murderous intent, and his deep voice was almost engulfed by the sound of spells.

As soon as he summoned the spirit flag, he quickly pinched the trick in front of his chest, and the black shadows that couldn't see the form kept pouring out, blocking Han Tingshan, Jiang Mulin, and even the six phantoms together.

The attack of the two of them with a total of six phantoms completely disappeared as soon as they encountered the evil qi, and the black shadow was hidden in the darkness, but it was like a thick circular wall, tightly wrapping Shen Sanfeng, who was holding out the mantra.

And the two people outside the dark shadow of the evil spirit, because they wanted to avoid the phantom of the male cultivator who would not let go, the attacks in their hands became weaker and weaker, and they were more and more unable to dodge the sword light.

"He Miaomiao! The phantom is not strong, first solve this evil cultivator with ill intentions!"

Han Tingshan saw that He Miaomiao, who was not far away, never came, she was angry and annoyed in her heart, and she scolded secretly for a long time before suppressing her anger and asking her for help.

He Miaomiao ignored her, and shouted directly at Jiang Mulin, who was wielding the jade sword: "Jiang Daoyou, the relict mansion is different from the outside world, there are no treasures to compete for here, solve the formation first, and then solve the private matter!"

When Jiang Mulin heard this, his urge to kill Shen Sanfeng was also reduced by half.

As soon as the jade sword in his hand was retracted, he had turned around and walked towards the phantom in the blink of an eye. He just saw Shen Sanfeng hiding and stalking, acting too sneakily, which made him a little dissatisfied in his heart.

Thinking of this, there is really nothing to take advantage of, everyone was deceived by Han Tingshan to cushion their backs, so why kill each other, it is better to quickly get out of the widow mansion if you have spare strength.

Han Tingshan originally wanted to take this opportunity to kill the evil cultivator, but she was picked by He Miaomiao's words, and she was so angry that she had nothing to do.

Shen Sanfeng's defense is amazing, a spirit banner can be attacked and defended, her strength depends on the formation, and she is not an opponent at all.

Seeing that Jiang Mulin had already led away the two phantoms, she had no choice but to avoid the sword light and leave, and then hit the phantom eyebrows in an open place.

He Miaomiao had already figured out the phantom attack, these sword lights seemed to be strong, but under her deliberate temptation, she found that she couldn't hurt the meridians and lungs at all, and at most caused bone trauma.

Knowing the true power of the Phantom, she no longer just dodges and doesn't attack.

The phantom glowed with a little blue light in the darkness, and thousands of thin needles flashed in the air, extinguishing most of the sword light and shooting at the phantom's eyebrows.

The phantom seemed to feel something, and the two swords dodged together, and the spirit needle followed the more and more like a shadow, changing the direction of the attack extremely quickly in the air, chasing for a few moments, and finally stirring into the eyebrows of a phantom.

He Miaomiao's heart moved, and she sensed a fierce stab from the spirit needle, and at the same time dodged the attack of another who escaped from the phantom.

The spirit needle seemed to have a feeling of blockage, as if it was piercing into some soft and condensed substance, and the divine consciousness attacked violently with the spirit needle, only to make the soft thing completely explode.

The phantom that was pierced into the center of the eyebrows, still with a gentle smile, became thinner and more transparent, and finally turned into spiritual light and disappeared into the ground.

The remaining phantoms were gone, and the sword light attack was gradually weakened. And He Miaomiao, who had experience, didn't bother to break it up at all.

Almost at the same time, Shen Sanfeng injected the black shadow formed by evil qi into the center of the opponent's eyebrows, I don't know whether to devour or exterminate, in short, the two Tsing Yi phantoms also dissipated.

Jiang Mulin's movements were not slow, the purple jade sword was inserted into the center of the last phantom eyebrow, and when the phantom was transparent, it exploded again, turning into a delicate leaf and falling into his palm.

And Han Tingshan, who knew the trick early, Yuhuan couldn't break it for a long time, and her ruthless eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, and she swept towards the three people who had already finished fighting.