Because of the influence of the law of time, the speed of time in Zhao Kuo's illusion is different from the outside world. For Liang Yi, it is like watching a video at double speed. At least the time they rushed over was before the events in the illusion happened.

The entire secret realm is a desert, with only a little oasis in the center of the secret realm, so Liang Yi and others easily found the place where Si Feihang and others were.

Because of the aftermath of the battle, the three of them only knew that Zhao Kuo had successfully ambushed and fought with Liang Yi and others, but the specific results were not yet clear. After all, their attention was now focused on the three Zen bald donkeys below.

On the body.

"There seems to be something wrong with the battle situation over Zhao Kuo's side. Why don't we go over and take a look?" Cen Zian, who was holding a long fan, glanced at the direction where Zhao Kuo and Gui Ling were leaving. He vaguely seemed to sense Gui Ling's aura.

Disappeared.

Originally, Gui Ling, as a formation master, should have stayed here to crack the famous Panlong Xuanyin formation in Zen Buddhism. However, considering the tacit understanding between Zhao Kuo and Gui Ling, these three bald donkeys have insisted.

It didn't take long before Gui Ling and Zhao Kuo went to ambush the supporter.

"Ignore them. What we have to do is kill these three people first."

Si Feihang waved his hand indifferently and rejected Cen Zian's suggestion to go and have a look, with an extremely indifferent expression.

The cultivation of monks is to integrate the spiritual energy and laws of heaven and earth into one's body. The more powerful the monk is killed, the stronger the world essence will fall from his body.

Si Feihang licked his lips. As long as he killed these three bald donkeys, he was at least 80% sure that he would be able to touch the threshold of the eighth realm!

And because he left a back-up that no one knew about, he didn't care at all about the results on Zhao Kuo's side. Regardless of whether Zhao Kuo's side lost or won, it had little impact on his plan.

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"Okay, you have the final say." Cen Zian closed the folding fan and patted his palms twice, shrugging indifferently.

He was not familiar with Zhao Kuo and Gui Ling, but they happened to act together this time. Naturally, he didn't care about the lives of those two people.

He, Cen Zi'an, is different from these ordinary monks. In the future, he will receive the gift of the abyss and become the messenger of the abyss!

As for Wei Ruo, who was next to Cen Zian, he didn't react at all. He just stood there quietly and didn't know what he was thinking, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him.

"Weird woman..."

Cen Zian inadvertently glanced at the woman beside him with his peripheral vision and whispered in his heart.

He has never seen this woman in the abyss, but the aura of the abyss on her body cannot be faked.

After finding their opponents on the battlefield, they entered the same secret realm fighting each other, and then reunited with them.

Until now, Cen Zian only knew that this woman's name was Wei Ruo, that she was a genius in the late seventh realm like him, but he didn't know anything else.

As if aware of Cen Zian's gaze, Wei Ruo raised his head and smiled politely at him.

Cen Zian averted his gaze and stopped caring. As long as this woman did not hinder him, he was confident that he could suppress her with a backhand!

"It's almost... it's almost!"

Si Feihang's eyes were firmly fixed on the three Zen people, and his eyes gradually became excited, and his expression gradually became crazy. He had already realized that the three people's life was running out!

"As long as I wait a little longer... Just a little while longer... I can hold the key to the eighth realm! I may even have a chance to compete for the position of the Messenger of the Abyss!"

Si Feihang, who had been trapped in the Seventh Realm for thousands of years, almost despaired, but the sudden changes on the battlefield gave him a sudden glimpse of hope.

As long as you kill, you can continue to make progress!

You must know that the average level of the monks who appear on the battlefield from the Xuanji Continent is lower than that of the Abyss monks. Even though Chen Hua and Zen Zong bought a lot of time for the monks from the Xuanji Continent, this level

The gap cannot be made up in one or two years.

The little time that Chen Hua and Zen Zong fought for was at most just enough time for the forces in Xuanji Continent to prepare for a reaction.

But the monks of Xuanji Continent just relied on the help of the top monks, the aliens who were not afraid of death, and the endless new tricks to fight them evenly!

Coupled with the changes in the rules of heaven and earth within the battlefield, the monks in Xuanji Continent can just take this opportunity to kill the abyss monks in exchange for training time. It is simply killing and practicing at the same time!

If this continues, the situation will actually be unfavorable for the Abyss side.

But what does this have to do with Si Feihang? He doesn't care about the overall situation. He just wants to advance to the eighth realm as soon as possible.

Abyss monks are respected for their strength, so most people are selfish.

As for good people with good intentions, they will never survive in the abyss!

Only then did the forces of Xuanji Continent seize the opportunity to beat up an army composed of Abyss monks with such a character, turning their disadvantage into a balance of power.

"It's sloppy..."

Sensing the undisguised malice coming from the sky, Yayoi, a Chinese-character face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, clasped her hands together, sighed with a sad face and said,

"You shouldn't choose to ask for help. If you don't ask for help, only the three of us will die, and now other donors may be implicated."

After hearing Yayoi's words, Miraku and Misui on the side also had the same expression.

They also noticed that someone had come to support them, but when they saw the missing Zhao Kuo and Gui Ling, and the aftermath of the battle coming from afar, they knew that the reinforcements had been blocked.

"Haomiao Donor and Wenxuan Donor have died in order to cover our escape, but we didn't expect that the three of us still couldn't escape." Yayoi sighed lowly and recited the Buddhist name twice.

The three of them, Song Haomiao from Shiwanli Mountain and Kan Wenxuan from Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty, were supposed to face five abyss monks. However, the battle situation was originally evenly matched, but it turned around after entering the secret realm.

Si Feihong had been hiding his strength before, and it was not until he entered the secret realm that he was completely exposed. The formation mage and the sword cultivator were only ordinary when they were separated, but once they joined forces, their strength increased exponentially.

The young monks, a man and a woman, were even more terrifying. Both of them suppressed them until they couldn't breathe.

Even though Song Haomiao and Kan Wenxuan sacrificed their lives to help the three of them stop each other, the three of them were still blocked here.

"Damn it..."

Mi Le looked angry, and raised his fist in anger and hit the ground hard.

"Senior brother, my vitality is almost at its lowest point..."

Finally, Mi Sui, the youngest, frowned and looked at Yayoi with a troubled expression.

"Now that the matter has come to this, we can only fight to the death. We can replace each one one by one. We cannot let these people walk out of this secret realm unharmed!"

A trace of cruelty flashed across Yayoi's brows. If they died now, then maybe the people who had come to support could lighten some of their burdens. If they just turned around and left, there would still be hope of survival.

But death cannot be in vain. Even if they are all in a weak state now, the three of them can at least take away one or two!

He and the other two junior brothers were in the same group of disciples who joined the Zen sect and had been supporting each other for so many years. Even though Yayoi did not say it clearly, the other two instantly understood the determination in the senior brother's eyes and understood the senior brother's plan.

Now that I have decided to fight to the death, it is not worth it to waste my life by maintaining this formation.

There is a golden dragon circling at the top of the Panlong Xuanyin array, staring fiercely at the three people in the sky with its blood basin wide open. On the semicircular cover formed by the golden dragon circling, there are mysterious and unpredictable...

There are Zen-like symbols engraved on it to resist all attacks from all directions.

But now after Mi Sui stopped his hand, the golden dragon roared up to the sky, and the talisman gradually dimmed, and then disappeared together with the pale golden cover formed by the golden dragon that had been circling.

"You feel like you've come out of that turtle shell!"

Si Feihang looked at the three people who had appeared and sneered with disdain.

"But how much strength do you have left now?"

Having maintained the Coiling Dragon Mysterious Seal Array, even if the three of them took turns to surface, the price was still a bit unbearable. Now the three of them have entered a weak state as expected, and their vitality may dissipate at any time like a candle in the wind.

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"Hmph, you don't have to worry about how much power you have left, I will kill you!"
Chapter completed!