Yang Zun's eyes were firmly fixed on the full spirit trough, although his expression could not be seen on the bronze sheep-faced mask, but from his somewhat excited body movements, he could also see his mood at the moment.

As the last trace of spiritual liquid gathered in the spirit tank, a fierce and cold aura suddenly appeared.

"Yellow spring water!"

Seeing that a yin wind suddenly blew above the spirit trough, cracks appeared in the space, making a cracking sound.

The pupils of the four people of Tianluo Dao, Kuhan Dao, Lady of Bloodbrake, and Zhibei Dao suddenly dilated several times, and their faces were shocked.

I saw that the spatial cracks above the spirit trough continued to spread and shatter.

A breath that seemed to be the most vicious and evil in the world appeared from the rift in that space, and as the space continued to shatter, the space became a black hole.

In the mouth of the cave, there was a breath!

That breath has a cold and evil that the world has never seen before!

"Whew, whew!"

It seemed to be a whistling sound from the entrance to the other world, followed by a roaring sound that seemed to be from another world.

A drop of liquid slid down the swarthy hole, and the breath of the liquid rushed out of the hole.

Tianluo Dao people smelled that breath, their ears were filled with the piercing magic sound, and in an instant, they only felt that their heads seemed to be about to explode suddenly, their expressions were painful, and their hands pressed their heads, with a hideous look on their faces.

The three people on the side, the Lady of the Blood Brake, the Zhibei Dao people, and the Kuhan Dao people also had the same looks at the moment.

Only Yang Zun still stood tall in front of the entrance of the cave.

Suddenly, Yang Zun said, "It's coming!"

Tianluo Dao felt that the magic sound emanating from the entrance of the cave seemed to be a little lighter, and he tried to open his eyes and look.

But I saw a drop of water dripping from the black hole!

What kind of drop of water is that?

A drop of water that can't tell the color!

An indescribable drop of disgusting water!

A drop of water that makes you feel dirty!

A drop of water that makes you feel fear!

That's right, disgust, filth, fear! This is the first reaction of the Tianluo Dao people when they see that drop of water!

"This drop of water shouldn't appear in the world!" This was the only thought in Tianluo Daoren's mind at the moment, however, he didn't dare to act rashly at this time.

Yang Zun raised his hands and carefully put this drop of yellow spring water into a white jade bottle that looked very pure, and carefully put it away.

This Difficult Sheep Yellow Spring Great Array also seems to have received a trace of the breath of this Yellow Spring at this moment.

"Huh!"

In the midst of this great array, a sheep's cry suddenly sounded.

Tianluo Daoren only felt trembling all over, and the sheep's cry seemed to resound in the depths of his sea of knowledge.

Zhao Qianqiu naturally heard a sheep's cry at this moment, and couldn't help but say with some surprise: "What is this?"

"It's the spirit of this formation that has awakened!" Donghuang Zhong said, "Just now I felt the breath of the yellow spring of the abyss, I'm afraid it was the breath of the yellow spring that awakened this formation!"

"The spirit of the formation?" Zhao Qianqiu muttered to himself.

Zhao Qianqiu looked up at this time, but his face changed, I don't know when, a bunch of people with withered expressions and strange breaths appeared in front of him, these people who suddenly appeared, as if they had lost all their qi and blood, like zombies!

"What is this?" Zhao Qianqiu's eyes widened, and he said in some surprise.

Donghuang Zhong said with some uncertainty: "It seems that those people who sacrificed in this formation?"

"What?" Zhao Qianqiu was shocked.

"Roar!" The large group of monsters in front of them with withered expressions and shriveled bodies roared, but they rushed towards Zhao Qianqiu!

Zhao Qianqiu's face remained unchanged, the sunrise sword in his hand was thrown, and he shouted violently: "Ten thousand sword tricks!"

For such a large number of monsters with low strength, it is naturally the most suitable for the Ten Thousand Sword Technique!

The Sun Yao Sword flew out, because Zhao Qianqiu didn't plan to use too much spiritual power, so this Sun Yao Sword instantly transformed into hundreds of thousands of sword shadows around it, and it fell directly in front like a torrential rain.

The group of monsters with strange breaths were instantly overwhelmed by the sword shadows in the sky.

Zhao Qianqiu raised the Sun Yao Sword and planned to hurry again.

But the next moment, the scattered monsters that had been cut down stood up again.

"What the hell is this?" Zhao Qianqiu was slightly surprised.

Donghuang Zhong said: "These monsters seem to be endless as long as they are in this array!"

"Then why are you killing them?" Zhao Qianqiu didn't care about it at the moment, and the Sunyao Sword under his feet was full of aura.

A burst of fierce sword qi spread out around him, and he rushed straight ahead.

The monsters that blocked the way were like tissue paper, and they were directly dispersed by Zhao Qianqiu, and the sword qi around them was once again slashed to pieces.

Zhao Qianqiu's sword intent in his body was high-spirited, and he rushed directly into the distance.

Suddenly, Zhao Qianqiu's eyebrows raised slightly, but in his consciousness, he found Yuan Wenchao and his party who were fighting with some demon monks.

Zhao Qianqiu went directly to the sword and landed on the ground.

Suddenly, several sword qi slashed out, saving the Jade Kunlun disciple who was almost split in half by a demon monk with an axe.

"Senior brother!" Zhao Qianqiu shouted at Yuan Wenchao.

I saw Yuan Wenchao standing in the air at this time, and the sword qi around his whole body was rampant, and no one dared to approach him.

And his eyes were wide open at this moment, like a god, and as far as his hand pointed, a green blade came out sharply, and there was a place where there were corpses and bones.

Seeing Zhao Qianqiu coming, Yuan Wenchao seemed to be a little surprised.

Suddenly, a demon monk was mixed in the monsters in the pile, holding a jet-black awl, and slammed at Zhao Qianqiu, smashing into the back of Zhao Qianqiu's head.

Yuan Wenchao showed a hint of surprise on his face.

Zhao Qianqiu turned around suddenly, and with a sword, he directly split the demon path monk in half!

Seeing that Zhao Qianqiu had split the demon path cultivator in half, a kind of Jindan Realm demon cultivator once again mixed into the monster crowd and disappeared into it.

All that was left was the monsters, who kept pounced on them as if they were instinctive.

Seeing that the Demon Dao monks had retreated, Yuan Wenchao fell from the sky.

"You continue to hold your position, don't mess up!" Yuan Wenchao commanded the Jindan Realm disciples of other sects, and then said to Zhao Qianqiu: "Let's go to the front to help!"

Zhao Qianqiu realized at this time that it seemed that Zhang Jiuling and Qi Chaoyang were not here, so he nodded and said, "Okay!"

In the central area of the formation, the spatial rift of the black hole had healed.

Only the white jade bottle containing the liquid in Yang Zun's hand proved that everything that had just appeared was not a dream.

Yang Zun held the white jade bottle, and his face showed a look of intoxication.

The Zhibei Daoist took a step forward and said with some curiosity: "Your Excellency, how can this yellow spring water be sacrificed so that the tide of the end of the law can come in advance?"

Yang Zun put the white jade bottle into the storage bracelet, and he couldn't see the expression on the bronze sheep's face mask, so he only heard his voice say coldly: "Can you ask about this matter?"

As soon as Yang Zun's words fell, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Zhibei Dao's mouth, and he staggered to his knees! )