The river of light surged forward, mixed with countless flames and strong winds, forming an overwhelming wave, rushing towards everyone.
These attacks were exactly the magical powers that the magical monks used with all their strength just now, but at this moment, they were rolled back exactly, and the power was doubled. It was obviously a forbidden rebound.
The faces of the supernatural cultivators changed greatly. In order to destroy the forbidden source, they had almost tried their best, and their strength was pushed to the extreme. It took no less than a stick of incense to kill them.
Now these attacks are backfired on themselves, and they come with such rapid force that it is equivalent to several times the same strength of opponents attacking them, immediately putting them in a huge crisis.
If you avoid these counterattacks, there will be many Hou Tian disciples behind you. Under such attacks, I am afraid no one will be able to survive.
Damn trap... Several people cursed secretly, and had to do their best to resist the attack they launched, and intercept it before the disciples. For a moment, they couldn't help but hate themselves, why did they use all their strength just now, and now they are really asking for trouble.
The disciples also saw what was going on and couldn't help but look at each other and smile bitterly. They didn't expect that attacking the restriction could also cause a backlash...
They retreated towards both sides of the square, leaving most of the space so that even if there was a counterattack that could not be intercepted, they could avoid it and reduce the pressure on the magical monks.
For a moment, the supernatural monks were struggling to contend with their own strength. Although the pressure was like a mountain, these attacks would naturally dissipate as long as they held on for a moment.
"What is it? Let me go! Help!" Suddenly, a girlish cry came from the disciples the day after tomorrow.
Everyone was shocked. They turned around and saw a black mist several feet in size rising from the ground. It looked like a deep well. Several long tentacles stretched out from the black mist and entangled a luck spirit.
He sent the female disciple's hands and feet to pull her into the black mist.
The female disciple of the Luck Spirit Sect struggled desperately. She was also at the sixth level of cultivation the day after tomorrow, but she had no ability to resist in front of the black tentacles. Almost in the blink of an eye, she was in front of the black mist. With a pull, half of her body was covered with blood.
Submerged in the black mist.
"Save me!" the girl screamed sternly, with a look of fear on her face.
"Stop!" More than a dozen disciples who were approaching shouted angrily. Several disciples of Yun Ling Sect, with blood-red eyes, rushed towards the female disciple quickly. Finally, they had enough time to grab the female disciple's shoulders.
Several other disciples grabbed the tentacle and shook it vigorously, trying to tear it off.
Suddenly, the disciples who grabbed the black tentacles screamed, as if they were electrocuted, and let go instantly. Their hands suddenly turned dark, then began to swell, and the black energy spread, indicating that they were poisoned.
Two black tentacles were thrown out like lightning. With one flick and two snaps, the two people who grabbed the female disciple were thrown away directly.
The female disciple whimpered and was completely pulled into the black mist. As soon as the black mist dissipated, she disappeared in an instant, as if she had never existed. Everyone only had time to see the female disciple's desperate expression at the end, and couldn't help but feel...
Shocked and angry.
The Yun Ling Sect disciples were even more anxious. They shouted the female disciple's name loudly and bombarded the place where the black mist appeared. However, the bluestones were shattered, dust flew up, and a pit about a foot deep appeared, but the female disciple was not seen.
The shadow of the disciple.
After being swallowed by the black mist, it seemed like disappearing into another world out of thin air.
"Everyone, be careful where you step!" The other disciples of the sect couldn't help but feel frightened when they saw this, and they all shouted.
However, the disciples of each sect with advanced cultivation levels were rich in experience. Although they were frightened, they ordered the disciples of their own sect to form a circle in groups of three to five people. At the same time, they alerted the sky, the ground and the surroundings in case of an emergency, so that each other could be rescued.
, and soon, the scene calmed down.
The supernatural monks were unaware of this and were still struggling with the restricted rebound attack. The attack would not end without a stick of incense.
"I have black tentacles here! Oh, no, I'm entangled." Suddenly, one disciple from the main sect screamed loudly.
I saw pitch black tentacles extending silently from the ground, wrapping around the disciple's calf like a vine, trying to pull him down.
Fortunately, the other disciples were prepared, reacted quickly, and learned the lesson from the poisoned disciple. They all used their innocent fire to attack the black tentacle, and used the strategy of besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao to rescue the disciple.
However, something strange happened. Those black tentacles suddenly disappeared out of thin air, all attacks fell into the air, and the black tentacles wrapped around the disciple's legs also disappeared in an instant.
Several disciples were stunned immediately, not knowing what happened.
"This is an illusion. These tentacles must have evolved from the restriction. Some are real and some are fake! Everyone, please be careful!" A ninth-level disciple suddenly woke up and shouted loudly.
At this time, another disciple started shouting, and once again they discovered the black tentacles that were sneaking up on them. Soon, there was a loud shout, and almost everyone was attacked. The black tentacles came silently, without any warning, and it was hard to tell whether they were true or not.
Argument makes people unable to guard against it.
Fortunately, the disciples went through many hardships without panicking, and the response measures were timely. Except for the previous female disciple and several poisoned disciples, no one has been captured by the black tentacles yet.
Xia Chen and Chen Qiushui stood side by side. They also suffered several waves of attacks, but they were basically transformed black tentacles. Occasionally, there was a wave of real objects, which were cut into countless pieces in front of the sky-splitting edge.
It must have been the Blood Puppet Poison Lord again? But these attacks can be dealt with if you are careful. The Blood Puppet Poison Lord shouldn't be so weak. Is it because he was seriously injured? Xia Chen frowned and thought, he had a vague feeling
To feel uneasy.
However, the magical monks will soon be able to break out of the siege. As long as they hold on for a while, there will be no problem.
Boom! A black shadow suddenly fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground, immediately causing the nearby disciples to scream in surprise.
"It's Yue Ling! She's dead! She's dead!" Suddenly, a Yun Ling Sect disciple saw the black shadow clearly and cried out sadly.
Xia Chen and others were shocked. They looked around and saw lying on the ground. It was indeed the female disciple who had been kidnapped just now.
She was completely naked, covered in darkness, and her face was full of pain. It was obvious that she had endured tremendous torture before her death. Many disciples immediately turned their heads and couldn't bear to see it. This way of death was too tragic.
"Yue Ling! Yue Ling..." A young disciple came out from the crowd. He was trembling all over, with a sad and angry face. He staggered towards Yue Ling's body and shouted to himself: "You don't want to die! I won't let you die.
ah!"
Several Yun Ling Sect disciples wanted to stop him, but after looking at each other, they sighed and stopped, with sad expressions on their faces.
This young disciple and Yue Ling are a couple. Now that they are separated by life and death, let them say goodbye.
As soon as the young disciple approached the corpse, Yue Ling'er's eyes suddenly opened, and a ferocious light shot out from her dark pupils. She stood upright and threw herself at the young disciple fiercely.
The incident occurred suddenly, and everyone was stunned. The young disciple froze on the spot, his eyes straight.
Phew! A huge burning palm of fire surged in instantly, intercepting Yue Ling in the air. The blazing flames immediately burned her into a ball of torch, which fell to the ground. After struggling for a few times, she turned into a pile of fly ash.
The young disciple was trembling all over. He lowered his head and glanced at Fei Hui. Suddenly his eyes were blood red. He turned around and roared at Xia Chen: "Asshole, why did you kill her? She was originally brought back alive, but you killed her.
You killed my lover, you executioner, I will fight you to the death!"
He rushed towards Xia Chen like a madman, trying his best!
Xia Chen sighed and stepped back. He understood the young disciple's mood very well and did not want to argue with him.
Several Yun Ling Sect disciples hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the young disciple.
"Zhou An, Yue Ling is dead. That was a poisonous corpse puppet just now. Senior Brother Xia was trying to save you, otherwise you would be dead now! How could you attack your savior?" A disciple of the Luck Spirit Sect said loudly.
The young disciple stopped struggling. He was stunned for a while, then suddenly squatted on the ground holding his head and burst into tears.
"Senior Brother Xia, I'm very sorry. Zhou An is so angry and confused. I apologize to you on his behalf. Please don't mind." The disciple cupped his fists towards Xia Chen and apologized sincerely.
Xia Chen is now the most eye-catching focus of the audience, and in every aspect, he is the savior of the disciples of all sects. Naturally, the Yun Ling Sect does not want to offend such a person.
"It's okay..." Xia Chen nodded and was about to say that I didn't take it to heart. Suddenly, his expression changed.
Two black tentacles stretched out from under his feet silently, spiraled up, and wrapped around his ankles. These tentacles were much thicker than those that appeared just now, as thick as an adult's arm, and were full of sharp thorns.
, it will penetrate Xia Chen’s skin.
"Xia Chen, be careful!" Many disciples exclaimed, coming to support him.
"Don't come here! It's poisonous! I'm fine!" Xia Chen roared, and the Vajra Body started to move. His whole body immediately bloomed with a faint brilliance, and the poisonous thorn could not penetrate his skin.
Swish, swish, swish! Watching everyone rush over, a black tentacle swung like a gust of rain, shooting out countless poisonous stings.
"Ah!" "Ah!" Many disciples with low cultivation levels were unable to dodge and were immediately hit by poisonous stings. They shouted, and the scene became chaotic.
The black tentacles quickly extended upwards, and bursts of black mist filled the air. In the blink of an eye, it was like a huge black vine growing up, and the long tentacles were waving, trying to quickly engulf Xia Chen.
This black tentacle, both in strength and length, far exceeds the level of attacks on other disciples before.
"Junior brother! How are you?" Chen Qiu Shui's expression changed, and he hurriedly shot out his fingers, shooting the blazing backfire towards the black tentacles.
But this time, the black tentacles did not seem to be afraid of the high temperature. The two black tentacles were swaying and waving, sending out bursts of black mist, which actually completely blocked the fire behind them.
Other disciples rushed forward one after another, firing out streams of Heavenly Fire, but they were blocked by more and more black tentacles pouring out. In just a few breaths, the black tentacles had turned into a net, tightly trapping Xia Chen inside.