"Is it possible that you really want them to break up like this?" Feng Qingyu was slightly surprised.

Zi Yuan was also surprised by the methods of these sect disciples.

Everyone, including the sect disciples themselves, believed that this forbidden formation must be broken!

The red lines on the forbidden formation began to break one by one as they expected.

And at this moment, a layer of cyan light suddenly appeared where the red threads collapsed, and then, a series of cyan silk threads emerged from where the red threads disappeared!

The moment they saw these cyan threads, all the Tai Chi Sect disciples were stunned.

They all know the red veined threads, which are the most important part of the entire forbidden formation. They can absorb and disperse external attacks, doubling the defensive power of the forbidden formation.

But this cyan silk thread... has nothing to do with spiritual power or attack. What is this thing used for?

Just as I was thinking about this, a cry of exclamation suddenly came from the crowd on the side.

"The art of borrowing spirits?!"

"What kind of spiritual borrowing technique! The forbidden formation is about to be broken. If you don't hurry up and use your strength, how long will it take!"

After the cultivator surnamed Geng from Taoist Sect finished speaking, the energy around his body gathered again, he activated the magic weapon and rushed towards those blue silk threads!

Seeing him take action, the remaining disciples of the sects all took action one after another. Only the Taiji Sect and the Qingmu Sect disciples who had spoken out before did not move.

When this wave of attacks fell, those cyan lines were directly pushed back by half.

Seeing that this method was effective, the cultivator surnamed Geng perked up and recirculated his energy to prepare for another attack. But at this time, the combined leader of the Qingmu Sect stopped him!

"Fellow Daoist Geng, stop! You all stop too!!"

"Duanmuling, what do you want to do?!"

After being blocked again, the face of the cultivator surnamed Geng had completely turned gloomy. But after he listened to the words of the leader of the Qingmu Sect, his face suddenly changed, and his anger disappeared without a trace.

"This is the art of borrowing spirits! If you bombard it, all the elixirs in the garden will be destroyed!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, not only the cultivator named Geng, but also the expressions of all the cultivators in the scene changed.

All eyes turned to the medicine garden protected by the forbidden formation.

In the medicine garden that was still vibrant before, nearly one-tenth of the elixirs had withered. Strong spiritual energy poured into the green silk thread along the formation veins. But in the blink of an eye, the cyan silk thread that was destroyed by everyone's joint efforts returned to normal.

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The green silk threads were restored, and those withered elixirs were completely dead, with no trace of spiritual power remaining.

Only then did the practitioners realize what a stupid thing they had done.

The Taiji Sect disciples and Qingmu Sect's Duan Muling had already withdrawn from their original positions and went to the side to discuss ways to break the formation.

As for the remaining cultivators, they still maintain the output of vitality to prevent the outer layer of the ban from healing.

Breaking the ban reached a deadlock again, and Feng Qingyu, who had been watching from the side, also frowned tightly.

She knew that this eternal forbidden formation would not be easily broken, but she did not expect it to be so perverted.

But how come the method of borrowing spirits is so similar to the previous tribulation cultivator's method of substitution of death?

She didn't know how many times she killed the tribulation cultivator, but every time he hit the target.

Gu Yun

Anyone else would have died countless times, but not once did the Tribulation Cultivator burst out with a layer of red halo, and then he acted like a normal person, trying to escape and run away.

"Is it possible that his technique also originated from this method of borrowing spirits?" Feng Qingyu paused slightly and shook her head again: "The green silk threads on the forbidden formation borrowed the power of the vegetation inside, and they also extracted those spirits.

The essence of the medicine, whose body did the Tribulation Cultivator borrow from? Whose body will it be transferred to after his death?"

"Lord, their method doesn't work. If they continue, the elixir in the garden will be destroyed."

It's just that the pure output of vitality prevents the outer layer of the forbidden formation from healing, which consumes a lot of vegetation in the garden.

Seeing that many elixirs were showing signs of withering, how could Ziyuan not be anxious?

Zi Yuan is anxious here, but those sect disciples are even more anxious than her.

Originally, the amount of elixirs that each of their sects and sects could receive was limited, but now that so much has been destroyed, the amount that can be distributed has begun to decrease again. How can they not be anxious?

Especially since the death of these elixirs was caused by them, I felt even more regretful.

In a moment of quick action, so many elixirs were damaged. Fortunately, this was a secret realm, and the old guys in the sect didn't know the situation.

If this was done outside, you might be punished like that!

I secretly regretted it, but I didn't dare to stop the energy output.

Even though they knew that the power of the elixir would be wasted by procrastinating like this, no one among the cultivators dared to stop.

It has taken too much effort to break through the outer layer of the restriction. If we really give up at this time, all our efforts will be wasted.

But if the output of vitality is not stopped, the elixirs in the garden will continue to be consumed.

Everyone feels like their days are like years. They have never been so entangled in this since they started practicing.

The somewhat grumpy cultivator surnamed Geng urged the two leaders of Taiji Sect and Qingmu Sect to find a solution quickly.

Meng Zhui and Duan Muling, the two team leaders, were also extremely anxious.

They know the power of this forbidden formation better than others, and because they know it, they find it more difficult.

"Fellow Daoist Meng, I have already made it clear to you how powerful this is. What needs to be done next depends entirely on the methods of fellow daoist. Our Qingmu Sect is good at researching plants and trees. To break the formation, all laymen have to rely on it.

You fellow practitioners of the Tai Chi Sect."

After giving a monk's salute to Meng Zhui, Duanmuling returned to his previous position, but he did not continue to intervene, but looked at the elixirs in the forbidden array with worry on his face.

As for the disciples of the Taiji Sect, after further research, they had to focus on Feng Qingyu again.

Seeing them looking over here, Zi Yuan's face darkened. Without saying a word, she took a few steps forward and blocked Feng Qingyu's figure behind her. The meaning was obvious.

Seeing her like this, the expressions of the Taiji Sect cultivators froze, and they all turned their attention to Meng Desi.

As a team leader, you have to do the thankless job no matter how hard it is.

"This girl, can you please allow me to have a few words with fellow Taoist Feng?"

"No! My master is very busy and not just anyone can see him if he wants to!"

Tai Chi Sect Meng Zhuo just finished speaking, and was scolded by Zi Yuan. At this time, Feng Qingyu, who had been frowning in thought, finally recovered her mind and pushed Zi Yuan aside.

"Zi Yuan, why don't you get out of the way!"

Feng Qingyu spoke, and Zi Yuan had to get out of the way no matter how easy it was. However, before giving way, Zi Yuan gave Meng Zhui a slap in the face. Her eyes wished they could turn into sharp knives on these sect disciples.

Poke ten or eight holes.
Chapter completed!