"They, who are they, and what methods did they use to block my true energy?" Yin Xiuxuan thought in a panic, but after looking into his thoughts, there was nothing wrong except for being a little stagnant.
Suddenly, several spiritual energy fluctuations appeared in the thick fog. You didn't need to distinguish Yin Xiuxuan to know who was coming. Sure enough, the seven figures were Xiao Lu and a group of people who came in, but He Qingzhu was nowhere to be seen.
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Seeing them entering, the red-haired old man disappeared early and hid somewhere unknown. The seven of them saw Yin Xiuxuan standing there motionless, and someone wanted to step forward to call him. However, Xiao Lu quickly stopped him.
, said: "Junior brother, wait a minute, Junior Brother Yin seems to have been tricked into something, it's better not to touch him for the time being and be careful."
After listening to Xiao Lu's words, the man saw some clues, nodded, and stepped back. Xiao Lu was in front, and everyone behind them carefully looked at the surrounding situation before walking over.
Arriving half a foot in front of Yin Xiuxuan, Xiao Lu stopped, looked at Henry Zhang, and shouted: "Junior Brother Yin, Junior Brother Yin, what's wrong with you?"
Yin Xiuxuan's true energy was suppressed, so he had difficulty moving and even blinking. How could he answer anything? He could only stare at him blankly, unable to say a word.
Xiao Lu seemed anxious and continued to shout: "Junior Brother Yin, what's wrong with you? Why don't you answer? What happened?"
Yin Xiuxuan still didn't answer, but Xiao Lu seemed to have lost his mind. He even forgot his previous words and wanted to step forward to touch Yin Xiuxuan.
"Senior Brother Xiao, be careful, don't touch Junior Brother Yin, there must be a scam in this matter!" The only disciple at the eighth level of qi training shouted quickly and pulled Xiao Lu back.
Xiao Lu finally came to his senses and looked back at everyone with a sad and apologetic look on his face. He shook his head and then turned to Yin Xiuxuan, as if he wanted to take a look at Yin Xiuxuan.
However, the moment he turned his head, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Because his face was blocked, the people behind him did not see it. This smile was not only sarcastic, but also filled with pride as if the evil plot had succeeded.
"Senior Brother Xiao, do you think what happened to Junior Brother Yin? Why is this situation happening?" A disciple at the seventh level of Qi training asked, somewhat frightened.
Xiao Lu turned around and was about to open his mouth to say something when he heard Jie Jie's laughter: "If you want to know what happened to him, all you have to do is give it a try together!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a mess of blackness like the bottom of a pot.
Thick fog filled the air from all directions, with billowing waves. The breath was the same as what Yin Xiuxuan had felt before, but slightly thinner.
"Who... is not good. Junior brothers, protect yourselves quickly!" Xiao Lu was very vigilant and would warn him as soon as the black mist appeared.
After hearing this, everyone was naturally rude. They raised their Taoist robe defenses one after another, adding layers of possible defenses. Xiao Lu even used a compass to deploy the Liangyi defense array to protect everyone.
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"Junior brothers, please be careful. This is a demonic method. Demonic monks have weird methods. You need to be cautious if you are not careful!" Xiao Lu reminded again, but he did his best to be a team leader.
"Evil Demon Dao, we are Yi Yun's disciples. If we dare to cause trouble in Yi Yun's immortal world, aren't we afraid of our own death and the destruction of our clan, bringing disaster to our sect?" Xiao Lu shouted righteously.
"What a Yi Yunzong, what a sect that caused trouble, today I will let your righteous way know how powerful my demonic way is!" The person who said this was obviously the red-haired old man. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the thick fog billowing out.
The strange aura within it became stronger and stronger, almost the same as what Yin Xiuxuan felt just now.
Just when Xiao Lu was about to say something else, he heard a wail, and beside him, a disciple in black clothes who had just entered the seventh level of Qi training fell down. His eyes were wide open, and his hands and feet were spasming and shaking.
"This!" Xiao Lu suddenly panicked when he saw this situation. It seemed that his previous calmness had disappeared.
Before he could react, he saw a seventh-level qi-training disciple scream and fall to the ground, his eyes closed, as if he was stuck in wood.
"No, this isn't right!" Xiao Lu was even more panicked. With a pinch of magic in his hand, he activated the power of the Liangyi Formation to the maximum. Black and white lights flashed through, illuminating a large area around him.
Maybe the Liangyi Formation really had an effect. Except for the two disciples who fell, everyone felt restrained and didn't feel anything was wrong. Xiao Lu also gradually regained his composure, but he kept rolling his eyes, and
The slight sweat on his forehead also showed the uneasiness in his heart.
"What the hell is going on? This shouldn't be like this..." Just when he was thinking of something, there was suddenly another thumping sound, and a disciple fell down again.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, this is definitely not a magic weapon, this cannot be a magic weapon!" Xiao Lu glanced at the three people, then looked at Yin Xiuxuan, who was standing motionless, and began to mutter.
Suddenly, the red-haired old man's voice sounded again: "Boys from Yi Yunzong, you have tasted the power of my demonic path. Not to mention you have formations, our demonic path also has formations. This is the demon soul of my demonic path."
Formation, how about it, it tastes amazing." After saying that, there was a burst of laughter. The laughter came from near and far away, making it even more weird and inexplicable.
"Senior Brother Xiao, the devil's path is dangerous. It's not possible to defend like this. Let's rush out and fight with them!" The monk at the eighth level of Qi training is named Hui Tong. He is usually dull, but at the critical moment, he has an idea.
Xiao Lu heard this and quickly shook his head, "Junior Brother Hui, no, we'd better wait!"
Hearing this, Hui Tong shook his head and sighed. He cupped his hands towards Xiao Lu and said, "In that case, take care of yourself, brother. I'll go and find out, brother!" After saying that, he raised his hand, grabbed an opening, and waved.
The long sword rushed into the black mist.
"Junior Brother Hui, you!" Xiao Lu was in a panic as he controlled the compass, wondering how he could stop Hui Tong.
Just hearing sword lights flashing continuously in the black mist, followed by loud shouts, it seemed that Huitong was not in danger yet, which made Xiao Lu relax a little.
However, before he could let go of this thought for long, there were two consecutive snapping sounds, and the two last disciples left in the Liangyi Formation fell down at the same time.
No one behind him was awake anymore, and the only person standing was Yin Xiuxuan, who was still standing "dumbly" over you. Xiao Lu felt a chill in his heart. When he heard Huitong's voice in the distance, he squeezed out a little courage from his bones.
He put away the compass and swung out the long sword, and saw the green sword light flash through, cutting through the layers of black fog, and ran towards Huitong's location.
While slashing and walking, within a few breaths, he saw the white sword light in front of him. Xiao Lu felt a little happy as he cut through the last black mist, but his expression changed.
Instead, he saw an old man with disheveled red hair holding a bloody flying knife. Opposite him was Hui Tong, but at this time the light in his eyes had dimmed, and he looked very similar to Yin Xiuxuan standing there blankly.
The old man looked as if he was going to slash Huitong's neck with a flying knife. When Xiao Lu saw it, he quickly shouted: "Stop!"