"good!!"
Seeing that the man in purple actually parried Qilin's space attack, the people who followed him were overjoyed and shouted excitedly.
"Haha! It's up to us next!!" one person shouted, and with a flick of his hand, he pulled out a black knife and slashed at Qilin.
clang!
The ruthless blade struck Qilin's head hard, knocking Qilin back a little, and a deep knife mark appeared on the head.
Is there something going on? The eyes of the others lit up and they rushed over, using all kinds of moves and soul skills to hit Qilin like raindrops.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
Qilin was inflicted by intensive spells, and his huge body retreated continuously, with cracks all over his body.
But just then...
Roar!!
Qilin suddenly let out a shrill roar, opened its big mouth suddenly, and spit out towards the crowd.
Wow!!!!
A mysterious and weird air flow spurted out from its mouth and instantly hit the crowd, drowning half of the souls.
And half of the souls seemed to have been melted by magma, disappearing into this airflow one by one, leaving not even a trace of dust behind, not to mention corpses.
"What??"
The remaining people turned pale with horror, and all of them were so frightened that their skin and flesh trembled.
"This...what kind of trick is this?"
"It seems like a spatial torrent!" A strong man recognized the clues of this spell and said with an ugly expression.
"Empty...space torrent? What is that?"
"A high-level space soul technique that ordinary people can perform. At least a being at the Yangsheng level cannot have such an ability. The level of this Qilin statue is very scary..."
When this explanation came down, everyone was afraid.
People were in extreme despair, and screams and miserable screams could not be heard.
"Hey! Boy, why didn't you stop this Qilin's attack??" Someone saw his companion die, and his anger increased greatly, and he shouted angrily at the man in purple.
"Do you think I am omnipotent? I told you that I only know a little space magic, but I am not very good at it. I cannot completely suppress this Qilin, otherwise what else would I do to you?" The man in purple snorted.
"Since you can't stop it, why don't you just say a word?"
"That's right! You didn't say a word, we thought you could withstand this Qilin's attack!"
"It was a waste of our trust in you. I didn't expect you to be so incompetent! Now I even wonder if you did this on purpose to kill us!"
"It must be so!"
"You are so insidious!"
People started to criticize, and some even yelled.
The man in purple frowned, his eyes flashed with anger, but he didn't say a word.
Over there, Bai Ye's eyebrows were heavy, and he always felt that something was wrong.
The battle continues.
However, after seeing the terrifying spatial methods of the Qilin Statue, people obviously restrained themselves a lot and did not dare to attack and kill unscrupulously. Instead, they chose to make gradual progress. Although the Qilin Statue has terrifying attack methods, its speed is extremely slow, and its moves are particularly unique.
Jerky, if this is a mechanism, it can only be said that the production level of this mechanism is far inferior to the mechanism statues in the previous chess game.
What's puzzling is that although the Qilin statue is broken into pieces and full of cracks, Qilin's offensive has not slowed down at all. It is still so fierce and terrifying. Whether it is Yang Sage or Moon Sage, anyone who is affected by its offensive
, even if he is not dead, he is still disabled.
Bai Ye released a few sword energy on the outside, pretending to fight, and then stayed in a wait-and-see state.
He is just an Emperor Saint, and no one will say anything while watching the whole battle. In fact, many people are very curious about how he, the Emperor Saint, got in, and some even show murderous intent toward him.
How dare a mere emperor come here to peek at the treasure? This is a provocation and insult to powerful men like them.
But in the end, everyone was hindered by the situation and did not dare to mess around.
However.
Although the battle continues, everyone's support is extremely hard.
Even though the Qilin statue was beaten to pieces, it was still as fierce as a dragon and a tiger, and its attacks and killings were terrifying.
Less than one-third of the souls present were left.
There were not many corpses on the ground, because most of the people had been destroyed by the force of space and no bones remained, leaving no intact corpses.
Slowly, everyone gradually became exhausted and could no longer hold on.
Roar!!
At this time, the Kirin statue roared again, and it seemed that it could no longer hold on. Its huge body trembled, and its attacks were much weaker.
"It seems to be dying soon!" Someone's eyes lit up and he shouted urgently.
The old man who was at the peak of Yang Sheng also shouted: "If everyone works harder, this Qilin statue will be destroyed soon!"
These words were like a stimulant, rekindling the fighting spirit of those who were discouraged.
It's just...Bai Ye still feels wrong.
After staring at the unicorn statue for a while, he suddenly seemed to notice something and looked towards the man in purple.
But I saw a man in purple mingling among the crowd. As the crowd continued to attack the statue, he activated his magic weapon while taking action. He was fighting on the front line, looking fearless and unafraid of death.
However, after fighting for half a stick of incense, half of the souls present died, but the shattered Qilin statue still did not fall.
It's like it's holding its breath, giving everyone hope of victory, but it doesn't die, and its attacks are still fierce.
People kept falling to the terrifying moves of the Kirin statue.
"do not fight!!"
Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and withdrew with a low growl.
If one person withdraws, there will be two others.
More and more people left the battle and returned to the entrance of the hall.
Now that these people have stopped fighting, they can only retreat one after another.
Everyone was lying at the entrance of the hall, panting and exhausted, swallowing pills crazily.
Seeing how embarrassed everyone was, the last few people who retreated also understood why these people refused to fight.
If we continue to fight, I'm afraid everyone will die in the hands of that Qilin...
"You actually retreated?" At this time, the man and woman stood up and shouted angrily, with unwillingness in their eyes.
"Are you an idiot? Don't you know we can't kill that Qilin statue?" the old man at the peak level of Yang Sheng said coldly.
"Isn't it almost destroyed?"
"That's just an illusion!" The old man snorted coldly: "That's an illusion deliberately created by the ancestors of Zhe Tian. It gives us hope and lets us continue to kill it, but we can't kill it, so it can kill us all!"
When these words fell to the ground, many people's expressions changed.
indeed.
Several layers of stone have been removed from the surface of this unicorn, and it is smaller in size. The cracks all over its body are like spider webs, but it has never broken... It is really weird.
"If we can't defeat this Qilin, what should we do? Is it possible that the inheritance of Zhetian's ancestors is right in front of us, but we can't get it?" Someone shouted in pain.
"I'm not willing to give in! I'm not willing to give in!" Someone yelled again, eyes full of anger.
"Not willing to give in? Go find that statue and ask if it will let you pass?" someone else hummed.
People at the scene were restless.
Seeing so many people dead, a sense of fear struck everyone's heart. When they entered the ancient tomb, there were more than thousands of people, but now, only about a hundred people are left.
People don't know whether they are lucky or unlucky...
But at this moment, a chuckle came.
To be continued...