Although it saved his life, it was not easy. All the spiritual power was drained away, and he didn't even have the strength to climb. In less than ten breaths, he was dragged into an iron cage and locked up, and his sword box was snatched away.

He lay on the ground, complaining bitterly in his heart: "Why am I, Yi Xiaobai, so bitter? Either my leg was broken, or my spiritual power was drained...... Can you still cultivate well!?"

Suddenly, I heard a voice: "The sky will descend on the people of Si and ......"

As soon as he wanted to open his mouth to ask, he was cut off, and he couldn't make any sound in his throat, only to hear the man continue: "We will meet by fate!"

Yi Xiaobai's first reaction was that the person was the shopkeeper of the ghost market, and when the voice fell, he had spiritual power all over his body, even more than half of his previous spiritual power.

"As a last resort, and not to show it. ”

He naturally understood the shopkeeper's words, but nodded into the air without saying anything.

It was calm for a long time, and no one seemed to remember Yi Xiaobai's existence. He spent all day in a dark cage, not even daring to practice qi, only daring to perfect the formula of the low-grade pill in his mind.

On this day, the cell door suddenly opened. He pretended to be weak and lay on the ground, never looking up at people.

The woman with the folding fan suddenly spoke: "Since you are a disciple of Jiuzong Mountain, you will go with me" With a wave ......of her hand, Yi Xiaobai was lifted by her and put into a transparent space. He could see through this space all the people who came and went, but no one else could see him.

The woman curled her black hair, walked with a bewitching step, and followed by the woman with a ponytail around her, and said, "Take his head and return to life." ”

The ponytail woman sneered, turned into a dark light and disappeared into the ghost market.

After she disappeared, the woman also turned into Xuanguang and left the ghost market, and then more and more people disappeared, only the man in black with gold was still sitting in the ghost market, holding his head thoughtfully.

"Jiuzong Mountain ......"

In less than a hundred breaths, the woman stopped over a town. Yi Xiaobai saw a spiritual light floating over the town, like a natural barrier surrounding the town.

Yi Xiaobai said in his heart: "Formation...... The formation is activated, who are they !! the enemy attack, and what are they going to do?"

Before he could think about it, he saw that the folding fan in the woman's hand had transformed into ten pitch-black swords. Pierce through the sky and stab into the formation. The barrier immediately faltered, but was quickly reinforced from the town and her sword flicked back.

She raised her hand and stabbed again. The ponytail woman standing on the side had a very cold face, the long sword in her hand roared and trembled, raised it slightly, turned into a hundred sword qi, and also pierced into the barrier, wanting to break the barrier with the folding fan woman, as long as there was a trace of crack, they could break the formation everywhere and enter the town.

Yi Xiaobai was in the space of the woman with a folding fan, and he couldn't hear the outside world at all, but he could see it. This town is the same size as Lingyuyuan, and unlike Lingyuyuan, there is no Lingyu Mountain, nor a long river, but there is a magnificent palace, and the streets seem to have been lively. Only now, there is no one walking on the streets.

He saw a stream of spiritual power emanating from the roof of the palace, hitting the spot they wanted to break, knocking down all their swords in an instant.

More people joined the breaking formation, and were repelled one by one by those inside.

A mysterious voice fell from the sky: "Useless!"

"Takeshi!"

The man who wanted to kill Yi Xiaobai before appeared next to the folding fan woman with a hammer, and sneered: "You can't break a formation!"

The woman smiled enchantingly, put away the folding fan, and took a step back: "You come ......"

Wu Shi hung in the air, pinched his hands, and the hammer burst into black paint, revealing an iron color, with a slight scarlet, and smashed on the formation. The formation shook for a moment, but there was still no sign of collapse. Ten hammers fell in succession, and although the formation fluctuated greatly, it did not collapse.

Wu Shi put away the hammer in his hand: "There is actually a ...... in charge"

The woman with the folding fan said, "It must be him!"

The ponytail woman said coldly: "Save me from looking for it!"

Neither of them spoke, and they could clearly feel the killing intent of the ponytail woman.

For a long time, they failed to break the formation, Wu Shi said: "After hundreds of years of not returning, the formation has been strengthened so much?"

Folding fan woman: "Naturally, there are Jiuzong mountain people to sit in the town, otherwise with the formation here, how can you withstand it?"

Suddenly, the woman with the folding fan remembered Yi Xiaobai in the space, and smiled enchantingly: "You have your own way, go back first!"

All of them disappeared over the town.

After a while, the people in the town palace also breathed a sigh of relief, all the fellow Daoists with spiritual power blessed the formation in the hall, so that it was difficult to break through.

Sitting in the middle of the formation was a young man, who was handsome, wearing a long robe, and a scar at the corner of his right eye. ”

A disciple responded: "The throne, the other seats are all Hui Town...... There are only a few elders left......"

"Inform the head that their purpose is Wu Zhen...... Send someone quickly!"

The disciple transmitted the message back to Jiuzong Mountain, and soon got a reply: "A master and two elders have come!"

The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

After waiting for a long time, the disciple received a message again, informing him that the head of the seat and the elder were outside the town and needed to open the formation to enter the town. At this time, the young man was a little uneasy and said: "The Wuzhen formation is opened from the inside, and it will inevitably let them know, and when they take the opportunity to enter, we will become turtles in the urn......"

Seeing that he didn't reply, the disciple urged: "Boss?!"

After thinking for a moment, he said: "Verify the correct body!"

The disciple took the token, and there was a burst of spirit in the token. Anyone who is not a member of the Nine Sects Mountain will know about this token. Walking to the formation, he threw out the token, and in an instant the token shone brightly, and a beam of light shone on the three people outside, scanning it from their heads, and making a whimpering sound. After a breath, the array spirit disappeared into the token and fell back into the disciple's hands again.

The disciple transmitted: "Hold the seat, it has been verified!"

The young man sat in the hall and raised his hand to signal to the disciple that he could open the formation. Close your eyes and pinch your hands, and the other disciples do the same. After only three breaths, the young man suddenly became uneasy, and immediately raised his hand and said, "Array!"

The three people outside the formation smiled contemptuously: "Three breaths is enough!"

As soon as they entered the town, the appearance of the three people had already changed, two were unfamiliar disciples, and the other was Yi Xiaobai. Immediately afterwards, three people flashed out from Yi Xiaobai's waist, it was Wu Shi and the two women.

From the two disciples, many men in black appeared, all of whom looked bloodthirsty. After the person appeared, the two disciples collapsed on the ground and turned into blood, and Yi Xiaobai was also delirious, like a puppet.

"This little doll is really useful......

The folding fan woman smiled lightly: "Fortunately, Wu Shi understands that Wu He will use the array to test his true body!"

Wu Shi: "He is too careless, and after the formation of the true body, he will definitely consume his vitality...... Kill!"

At the sound of an order, all the men in black swept towards the palace, completely ignoring the rest of the town.

Wu He sat in the palace and said regretfully: "I was so careless that I forgot that the array spirit can only verify the truth and falsehood...... Shrink the formation and protect the palace!"

One of them said, "Take the seat, no! There are still townspeople in the town, don't shrink!"

"They're coming for us, shrink!"

Without giving the man a chance to fight back again, he saw the formation move forward from the peripheral beam until it only covered the sky above the palace, forming a barrier again.

The ponytail woman sneered: "It's his style!

The men in black who appeared, including Yi Xiaobai, all rushed to the townspeople's residences and killed a piece of armor without leaving behind. Men and women, young and old, even the disabled who had no room to fight back were killed.

In a hundred breaths, the whole town was filled with a fishy smell, which made people faintly disgusting when they smelled it.

Yi Xiaobai's eyes were hollow, like a walking corpse, wielding a big knife, and he was slashing at the wall, as long as there were objects or animals that could be moved, he would slash over. He was shot with a crossbow, and he didn't feel the pain, and slashed at the man.

He was covered in blood, and it was impossible to tell whether it was human or animal, or his own.

One of them said loudly: "Boss! Those are all townspeople, how can you see death and not save you!"

Wu He's mood was very entangled, it was not that he didn't want to save it, but they had already broken into the formation, and if they didn't narrow the scope, Wu Zhen would be destroyed. In the face of major rights and wrongs, he must give up some.

Wu He: "How to save? At this time, we are already a turtle in an urn, if we don't save ourselves, we will all perish! This is the blood debt owed by Wu Zhen!"

All the townspeople in Wuzhen were killed, and even the houses were flattened, and only the palace was still standing. The barrier also flickered from time to time, and it was obvious that the array spirit began to fluctuate. I don't know if it was the anger of seeing them kill the townspeople, or if it was starting to weaken.

"Strengthen the formation!"

The array spirit began to brighten up in the transmission of spiritual power.

The ponytail woman's sword was extremely excited when it came into contact with the blood of the townspeople, and it trembled more and more, and the sword body shone with a scarlet light.

The folding fan's fan became darker and darker, as if it was a black hole, absorbing blood endlessly.

Yi Xiaobai walked aimlessly on the open ground, as long as he saw a living thing, he chased after and cut it down.

Wu Shi saw that Yi Xiaobai's behavior was unusually funny, and asked, "Do you still have this little doll?"

The ponytail woman said coldly: "The master only said to stay, not to kill! Don't make the master angry!" and said: "The array spirit can't last long, Wu He will leave it to me!"

Mutation was cold: "I want him to pay for his blood debt!"

Yi Xiaobai's behavior is indeed a little funny in the eyes of all of them, but it's a pity that he has no mind now, otherwise even he himself would find it funny.

The folding fan woman used a secret technique on Yi Xiaobai and controlled his mind, as long as she gave an order, it was to let him die, and he would die without hesitation, not to mention just let him cut some moving living creatures.

The three of them combined to unleash a spiritual power and rushed towards the center of the palace.

Thundered......

The formation began to fluctuate, and several disciples in the palace were also stunned and collapsed in place.

Greeted by a spiritual power again, several more disciples vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The disciples who were close to the gate of the palace could see the town outside the formation, and they were all amazed by their destructive power, as well as their cruel methods, almost none of the dead were intact.