"Fellow Taoist, why do you speak like this?"

The monk's face suddenly turned red. The short-bearded man spoke so badly that he felt ashamed of face in front of everyone.

"I just asked why, you explained that it will be fine soon, why bother sarcastic me."

"That's right, I don't know how much Mr. Song has paid, but hundreds of us, and who have not given spiritual energy, has been a few hours. I don't know what Mr. Song is sitting cross-legged. Are you lying to us?" The other person also echoed.

Although many monks did not speak, they all looked over and were interested, and they were also a little resentful in their hearts.

"It seems that you are not convinced." The short-bearded man grinned.

"Everyone is dissatisfied with it, you can tell it now."

"And I." Another monk hummed.

The three of them are quite close and they look like they are together.

"Okay, you guys are pretty good."

The short-bearded man's eyes flashed coldly and he smiled slightly.

Then, without any warning, he suddenly flashed and came to the monk who was talking at first, grabbed his neck, and then threw it suddenly.

Wow, the monk was caught off guard and was immediately thrown out of the formation.

"ah!"

Outside the formation, the black fog felt the breath of a monk, rolling violently like water boiling.

Countless black fog turned into thin wires and penetrated suddenly. The monk immediately screamed in pain. The black fog originally had no ability to attack, but as time passed, this object could actually corrode the body.

The monk's skin was instantly eroded by black mist, and blood splattered everywhere. After a few breaths, he was corroded by the yin energy and turned into a pile of dry bones.

Everyone was shocked and their scalp was numb when they saw it.

They didn't expect that the Black Mist is so powerful now, and they didn't expect that the Song family would do it without any mercy.

"He just questioned you, so you killed someone."

The remaining two were furious and rushed towards the short-bearded man.

Song Lingcong snorted coldly, opened his eyes, and two souls flew out from his eyebrows, and then a cold light swept away.

Bang bang! These two souls exploded instantly, and the two men died instantly and fell to the ground.

"Don't forget, everyone, your life souls are all in my hands. If anyone dares to provoke again, don't blame me for being ruthless." Song Lingcong glanced at everyone with a cold tone.

Wherever his eyes swept, the monks avoided their eyes and felt a little regretful.

If I had trusted Qin Cheng at the beginning, I would not have been in such a dilemma now.

The short-bearded man grabbed the bodies of the two people and pressed them on the stars of the formation. The suction force of the vortex suddenly increased greatly. The spiritual power of the two people was absorbed completely, and their bodies turned into mummies and were thrown out of the formation by the man.

In front of Song Lingcong, a black light spot was slowly formed on the ground.

"Everyone, I don't want to move, but after this black light is completely formed, we can leave here, so before this, no one will cause trouble." Song Lingcong said.

Everyone was also in awe of the hearts. The Song family was so cruel, who would dare to act rashly? No matter how much spiritual energy was sucked away, they could only endure it.

Moreover, this black light has a mysterious aura, and maybe it is really a life.

The atmosphere in the space of the Immortal Lord Ruyi is extremely quiet.

In front of the palace, Yumo was concentrating on carving the following formation patterns and making the final supplement. He didn't care about the life and death of everyone. He only cared about whether this formation could destroy the Demon Lord Sushi.

Among the layers of palaces, the towering golden hall.

Liu Meng, Nie Fenglei and others sat cross-legged, staring at Qin Cheng and the others in the depths of the palace.

At this time, in the almost exhausted sea of ​​consciousness in the body of the Immortal Lord Ruyi, Qin Cheng and the old woman were trying their best to dispel the dead energy.

The old woman's exercises were not difficult, and Qincheng could operate quickly.

With the joint efforts of the two, countless spiritual energy surged out and turned into a sharp cyclone. In addition to the soul of the Immortal Lord Ruyi, the dead energy condensed into a solid shell, and gray and white aura continued to spread in the cyclone, causing it to gradually have a tiny crack.

But as time passed, Qin Cheng's brows gradually frowned.

There is no problem with the old woman's skills. If this continues, the dead air shell will sooner or later break a hole.

But now what they lack most is time.

The old woman obviously noticed this problem.

"Mr. Qin, how long will it take?" the old woman asked.

"The three stars are all extinguished." Qin Cheng said in a low voice. Looking for this time to calculate, they could not awaken the Immortal Lord before the Demon Lord of the Times escaped. Moreover, Qin Cheng didn't know what the Immortal Lord was like inside, so he had to reserve some time.

Converging the released spiritual energy, eight star dots shine on Qin Cheng's eyebrows.

When he fought with Chai Zhengxuan before, he used to break stars, but later he absorbed the inner elixir of the monster on the way and added another star point.

Borrowing the immortal energy to condense the cyclone again, the speed increased significantly this time, but the dim speed of the star dot between Qin Cheng's eyebrows was also very fast.

The old woman was also excited, gritted her teeth and sacrificed the jade again to condense the blood jade, and increase the spiritual energy to the maximum.

In the almost crazy bombardment of the two.

"The fourth star is about to be extinguished."

In the Golden Palace, everyone noticed that the light outside was darker and couldn't help but become more nervous.

They were outside, and they didn't know what was going on with Qin Cheng and the old woman.

But the Immortal Lord has not yet awakened, so the process of them must not be smooth.

Within the soul of the Immortal Ruyi, Qin Cheng looked pale and the old woman was sweating profusely.

For several hours, he continued to release spiritual energy without sleep, which consumed both his breath and spiritual consciousness.

The eighth star dot, which was originally extremely plump in Qin Cheng's eyebrows, was already extremely dim at this time and was on the verge of shattering.

The old woman's jade pendant was thrown aside, and it was completely shattered at some point.

"Young Master Qin, if this continues, even if the Demon Lord Sushishi is a few hours later or even a few days later, we will not be able to break the dead energy."

The old woman suddenly spoke, with a complicated emotion in her eyes.

"I'm thinking too much. This is death energy. It's something that only gives me when the way of heaven seizes the lives of all things. It's too difficult for us to distinguish between divine realms and to fight life and death. Even death energy is difficult to compete with.

"Senior, don't give up hope."

Qin Cheng remained silent, but kept gathering the fairy energy and turning into a cyclone.

"Young Master Qin, you are right. You are not as persistent as you. You will be shaken when you are in a crisis of life and death and will be afraid of death."

The old woman suddenly smiled and said, "But I suddenly figured it out. Sometimes, it is useless. Some people's lives have to be exchanged for their deaths."

Qin Cheng frowned slightly, and he could hear the old woman's tone with an indescribable free and easy or resolute look in her tone.

"Senior, what do you mean?"

Qin Cheng's heart suddenly jumped and he suddenly looked at the old woman.
Chapter completed!