On the Tianming Platform, the only remaining more than a hundred Lingyin Sect disciples put up the Tiangang Hundred Turning Formation, Qingyang Zhenren, Yunyang Zhenren and Mingyang Zhenren sat cross-legged at the three array eyes, and Ziyang Zhenren sat in the center of the array.

There were already three-zhang tall corpses piled up under the Tianming platform, including disciples of the Lingyin Sect, as well as puppet corpses and faceless people. The blood that flowed red the ground made the scene extremely tragic.

As the dark clouds poured down, the faceless people continued to fall from the sky and flew towards Tianmingtai.

At this time, a thick fog had risen on the Tianming Platform. Ziling and Ye Qingqiao hid in the woods a hundred zhang away from Tianmingtai, Ye Qingqiao was anxious to find Ziyang Shizu, she was about to run in the direction of Tianmingtai regardless of the ground.

"Ziyu!" Zi Ling grabbed her hand, "Don't go, once the Tiangang Hundred Rotation Formation is opened, you will die if you enter the formation!"

"Then what should I do? The gate of the Death Cave can only be opened by the Ziyang Ancestor, and there is only less than half an hour left before the catastrophe comes......." Ye Qingqiao was very anxious.

"The Lingyin Sect has become like this, isn't it a catastrophe?" Ziling was extremely sad.

"The real catastrophe is comparable to the end of the world, it is not only the catastrophe of the Lingyin Sect, but the catastrophe of the entire human world......" Ye Qingqiao's voice was full of fear.

"What?!" Ziling staggered back a few steps in shock.

Without allowing him to ask any more questions, dozens of puppet corpses approached the two of them......

The Tiangang Hundred Rotation Array is an original formation of the Lingyin Sect, which was originally formed by high-level disciples with the best effect, but the high-level disciples were all sent into the Taihe Realm by the Ziyang Master Ancestor, and the lack of cultivation of the remaining disciples greatly reduced the power of this array, so several real people had to join the formation to make up for the lack of overall power.

When the formation is activated, the people outside can't see the situation in the formation, they can only see a fog, if they break into the formation by mistake, they can only let the people who set up the formation come to catch turtles in the urn.

As soon as the hundreds of faceless people stepped onto the Tianming Platform, they were surrounded by clouds of mist that poured up from all directions, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

"Dongqi!" Yunyang Zhenren shouted.

The disciples of the Lingyin Sect, who were on the east side of the Tiangang Hundred Rotation Formation, turned sharply and opened an opening in an instant. This opening was in the eyes of the faceless people, and they saw a way, and they rushed into it.

"Dong Closed!" Yunyang Zhenren saw the faceless man enter the formation, and immediately ordered the formation door to close.

At this time, several faceless people found themselves in a labyrinth, and the companions around them disappeared one by one, and then the disciples of the Spirit Yin Sect would appear and kill them one by one.

"Xiqi!" Mingyang Zhenren controlled the west wing part of the Tiangang Hundred Rotation Formation.

After the faceless people entered the battle, Mingyang Zhenren ordered the battle to be closed, and after a while, several more faceless people were killed.

Due to the absence of Jiuyang Zhenren, there is one less formation eye, so Qingyang Zhenren has two of them, supervising the southern and northern formations.

It was only a few dozen breaths, and hundreds of faceless people were killed in the array. The faceless people who came down from behind no longer dared to enter the battle easily. They summoned countless twin Gu to drill out of the ground and raid towards the Tiangang Hundred Turning Formation.

These twin Gu penetrated into the formation everywhere, they all relied on their sense of touch and smell to discern the direction, so the fog had little effect on them, they bit when they saw someone, and suddenly there was chaos in the formation, and the screams came and went, once a member of this Tiangang Hundred Turns Formation fell, the formation would be broken.

The three real people quickly shot out the Samadhi True Fire, and the True Fire burned to the Twin Gu on the ground, and a burning smell filled the entire Tianming Platform. The twin Gu were temporarily forced to retreat, but they were still eyeing everyone a few feet away from Tianmingtai. Qingyang Zhenren looked at the thirteen Lingyin Sect disciples who fell to the ground, and reluctantly burned the corpses, otherwise these disciples who were bitten by the twin Gu would all become puppet corpses. Qingyang Zhenren quickly issued an order, "All disciples listen to the order and set up the Seven Star Bagua Array!" Due to the decrease in the number of people, the formation must be temporarily changed.

I saw that the disciples of the Spiritual Hidden Sect quickly moved to form a formation, and the formation was like a giant seven-star gossip diagram.

The faceless man let out a whining sound, the frequency of the sound was the same, and the huge sound wave hit Tianmingtai, even in the distance, Ziling and Ye Qingqiao had to close their ears with luck, otherwise they would burst their eardrums.

As soon as Ziyang Zhenren's eyes opened, the dust was thrown into the air, and the disciples of the Lingyin Sect suddenly felt that their eardrums were blocked by a stream of true qi, blocking out all their voices.

The three real people played the gossip trick on the eyes of the array, and the seven-star gossip array suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and the three real people quickly absorbed the power of the disciples, gathering a huge ball of energy, only to hear three thunderous loud noises, the sound of the faceless man crashed into the energy ball, and the huge bào zhà sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the violent power blew up the faceless people and twin Gu on the opposite side into powder.

Just after everyone thought that the crisis had passed, the canopy was torn open, and a huge coercion poured out from the cracks in the canopy, and after two breaths, a man in a black python robe walked down, only to see that this person's face was handsome like a god, his long black hair was casually draped behind him, his own aura made his hair windless and automatic, and the pair of dark red eyes on his face had the color of destruction, this man had the dual breath of evil and killing.

Every step he took seemed to be casual, but it made the earth tremble, and the powerful coercion caused some disciples with weak roots to fall directly to the ground. The three real people stood up with a grim face, and unconsciously leaned closer together, the black-robed man in front of him was too powerful, only stronger than the ancestor, not weaker, they had never felt this suffocating sense of fear in anyone.

"The formation of the Lingyin Sect?" The black-robed man looked at the battle formation of the Lingyin Sect and showed a mocking smile, "That's it!"

Ziyang Master Ancestor opened his eyes, the solemn expression on his face made everyone's hearts half cold, and the Master Ancestor, who was not even changing his face at the top of Mount Tai, showed this expression, this person in front of him was probably a god-level existence.

"Wind Blade, my Spirit Yin Sect and the Demon Realm have always been non-violating, what do you mean today?" Ziyang Master Ancestor asked sharply.

Demon King Wind Blade?

Everyone gasped, the Demon King was ruthless, bloodthirsty, and cultivated as the head of the Four Realms, it is said that he was able to ascend to the Immortal Realm tens of millions of years ago, but for some reason he has been suppressing the cultivation and refusing to ascend to the Immortal Realm.

"I'm going to do it today, what can you do to me?" Wind Blade hooked his lips and smiled evilly, this smile was full of evil and aggressive.

As soon as his finger was raised, countless faceless people jumped down from the air again.

The three real people were so angry, this wind blade was too deceitful, and Mingyang Zhenren was even more angry and burst out, and he was about to rush over when he lifted his sword.

"Mingyang, you come back to me!" Ziyang Zhenren swept away the dust, and Mingyang Zhenren was pulled back by a force.

"Master~~ This wind blade has killed so many of our disciples......" Mingyang Zhenren shouted with red eyes.

"Shizu is not his opponent, let alone you!" Ziyang Shizu said slowly.

Ziyang Master Ancestor stood up and stepped forward to look at Feng Blade from afar, he had a plan brewing in his heart, he wanted to gamble, gamble on a chance for the Spirit Yin Sect to survive.

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