Even if pieces of spiritual stones kept appearing in one of her hands, the spiritual stones would quickly change from crystal clear to dull, and finally without any aura.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang also became increasingly pale, with sweat pouring from her forehead and temples.
Facing such an attack, she worked hard to maintain the defense of her cyan cloak, and most of her spiritual power had already been consumed.
She could only rely on continuously absorbing spiritual stones and swallowing pills to replenish her energy, but the consumption rate was still far faster than the rate of absorbing spiritual energy.
The ground around her was already covered with a thick layer of mutilated corpses of "Dark Spirit Monster Bats", with blood flowing everywhere.
This shows that she is using a lot of mana every moment. .??.
Blood rain was still splashing all over the sky, and the muscles and veins in his body began to tingle due to the over-rapid absorption of the spiritual energy in the spiritual stones.
This spiritual energy didn't even have time to be refined, so she poured it out from her hands using her body as a medium.
Under such circumstances, even if she still has a lot of spiritual stones and pills to restore her spiritual energy, she will not be able to sustain her for long.
Under the influence of the impurities in the spiritual energy that had not yet been refined and the erysipelas in the swallowed pills, the physical body collapsed first.
It was only fifteen breaths before she used the "Wetland Thunder Bear" and she had moved forward about sixty feet.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang knew that she could no longer persist like this, and she must immediately refine the violent spiritual power in her body.
She bit her silver teeth and immediately stopped the "Wetland Thunder Bear" from moving forward, letting it guard her side. She had to seize the time to adjust her breath and meditate.
Although she knew that this would be more dangerous, she had no choice but to die violently in the collision of spiritual energy.
However, in this way, she could no longer resist attacks from the rear.
This "Wetland Thunder Bear" must completely protect her and block all attacks from all directions, and the consumption will also increase.
The hands of the female cultivator surnamed Yang turned into afterimages. She quickly replaced some unused low-level spiritual stones from the puppet's body and put ten middle-grade spiritual stones into it.
These ten middle-grade spiritual stones were accumulated through hard work, and she didn't have many in her hands.
The moment the middle-grade spirit stone was activated, "Wetland Thunder Bear" erupted with unprecedented light, and its momentum suddenly increased.
A pair of thick bear legs were firmly nailed to the ground, and his fists had turned into afterimages, shooting out dazzling dark blue light balls that scattered around.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang couldn't care less about the ten middle-grade spiritual stones and quickly closed her eyes.
She knew that if the "Wetland Thunder Bear" continued to explode like this, even with the support of mid-grade spiritual stones, it would not be able to hold on for long.
But as long as she is delayed for at least a hundred breaths, she can get slightly better.
The surrounding "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" were helpless when facing this puppet. It was not a real creature and had no life.
Only the core of the formation has a third-level "Wetland Thunder Bear" spirit, and the puppet's refining materials are very strong, especially the defensive power of the core formation. These "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" are just two wings, equivalent to foundation-building monks. They were able to force the female cultivator named Yang to this point only by relying on a strange formation.
Only in this way can they jointly exert a power that is almost as powerful as that of a golden elixir monk. Even so, they cannot destroy the opponent's body.
It is even more impossible to destroy the body surface of the "Wetland Thunder Bear" and inject venom into the body to cause it to be poisoned and die.
The only effective attack on this puppet is their sonic attack, which damages the essence refined into it.
However, the level of this puppet is very high, and the formation at its core is even more exquisite. Most of the sound waves they emit are canceled out by the opponent.
Even if a few of them attack the spirit of the "Wetland Thunder Bear", they will not be able to cause any harm to it. After all, it is the spirit of a third-level monster.
Therefore, the "Dark Spirit Monster Bat" can only use blood and death to trap the opponent.
Just when the female cultivator surnamed Yang thought that she could exchange some price for a short period of time to recover, one of the surrounding "dark spirit bats" suddenly made a strange flying posture in the air.
Then, several more "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" flew up after him, making the same flying posture.
The "Dark Spirit Monster Bat" that was the first to make a strange flight suddenly spit out a very thin black thread from its mouth during its rapid flight and shot it at the "Wetland Thunder Bear".
The moment the black silk thread flew towards the "Wetland Thunder Bear", it shot out a ball of dark blue light and hit it squarely.
However, the black silk thread was not broken or shattered by the shock, but appeared soft and weak, being shaken to one side by the force.
Then in an instant, one end of the black silk thread swung over, which made the "Wetland Thunder Bear" slightly startled.
And in just this moment, the black silk thread was wrapped around its boxer, but it did not explode with any power or corrosiveness.
After sensing this, the "Wetland Thunder Bear" felt doubtful, but could only continue to fight against the opponent amid attacks from all directions.
On the other hand, the "Dark Spirit Monster Bat" that spit out black silk threads deflated almost instantly, as if all the energy and energy in its body had been drained in an instant, and fell to the ground.
Then, those "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" that made strange flying postures spit out extremely thin black threads and hit the enemy.
These black threads were very strange. Under the "Wetland Thunder Bear"'s counterattack, only twenty-three out of ten of them were blown away, and most of them hit his fists and arms.
The strength of the "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" that spat out black threads disappeared instantly, and each one of them fell headlong from the sky.
At this time, more and more "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" started to fly like this, swaying in the cave like a group of demons dancing, which made people feel chilly.
The sky was like rain, and the "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" fell one after another.
After these "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" fell to the ground, they did not die immediately. Instead, their bodies were cracked with bone-deep cracks, and dark red blood gushed out.
They let out shrill screams and kept flopping on the ground. They could neither fly nor die immediately. They were in great pain, as if they were suffering in purgatory.
And as the black threads spit out by the "Dark Spirit Monster Bat" flew out, the attack movements of the "Wetland Thunder Bear" gradually slowed down.
Every time it strikes, it seems extremely laborious, and soon it will no longer be able to protect the girl surnamed Yang safely. .??.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang also felt the crisis of life and death, and immediately opened her beautiful eyes. She looked at everything in front of her in horror.
The "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" on the ground were screaming miserably and thrashing around, almost blocking the entire corridor.
Some "dark spirit monster bats" crawled towards her ferociously, baring their white teeth in pain, as if they were going to bite her before they died.
Like vicious ghosts crawling toward her with grievances, layers of icy cold shivers suddenly appeared on the fair skin of the female cultivator surnamed Yang.
There was no other sound in the ears of the female cultivator surnamed Yang, just a series of screams and screams, as well as a series of sad and ferocious faces with blood.
And she only meditated for about thirty breaths, thirty breaths. The time was really short, and she couldn't feel it at ordinary times.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang could see that these "dark spirit demon bats" were using an extreme self-mutilation attack method.
Before, even if they were killed by themselves and the "Wetland Thunder Bear", they did not use this method.
Now just one look at the screams and screams on the ground and the densely packed "dark spirit bats" that look like Shura ghosts, the female cultivator surnamed Yang knows that the pain caused by such attacks is more terrible than death.
Therefore, this kind of attack should also be an extreme attack method that the "Dark Spirit Monster Bat" is least willing to use.
But at this time, she no longer had much time to think. The limbs of the "Wetland Thunder Bear" were bound by some silk threads.
At this moment, every time it swings a punch, the light erupting from its body becomes more and more dazzling. It is extremely consuming the power of ten middle-grade spiritual stones.
The light on the body has already dimmed a lot, and it is expected that within twenty more breaths at most, all its power will be extinguished.
It's just that with its defense speed, it can no longer protect the female cultivator surnamed Yang much.
The green cloak on the body of the female cultivator surnamed Yang once again stirred up power. As soon as she used the magic technique, she felt intense pain and burning in all the muscles and veins in her body under the fierce stimulation of spiritual power.
As if thousands of steel knives were stirring inside her body at the same time, she immediately groaned, and a stream of Yin Hong's blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
After smelling the smell of blood, the surrounding "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" even screamed "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" on the ground. The "bats" became excited and flapped towards her faster.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang gritted her teeth and violently waved her cyan cloak, killing dozens of "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" that shot like sharp arrows in excitement.
The courageous spirit was exhausted, and she suddenly felt that the spiritual power in her body became intermittent, and the tendons in the arms she swung out seemed to be torn apart.
Her eyes instantly turned to deathly gray, and she knew that death was coming.
She lowered her arms feebly, and the essence of her natal "Wetland Thunder Bear" also sensed her danger and turned around with great effort.
The huge head looked down, with a hint of sadness in its eyes. It desperately punched out, causing the surrounding air to vibrate.
However, because it seemed to be pulled by silk threads, his movements were slow and he only killed three or four "Dark Spirit Monster Bats", and then he was restrained again like an old man.
"I have been on the path to immortality for more than a thousand years, and once it turned into blood and mud."
The female cultivator surnamed Yang was thinking about this sentence in her heart. Today is the day she will die.
At the same time, she thought of some people.
"I hope they are all well! After searching for them for so many years, I still haven't been able to meet them."
Then, her eyes reflected a dark cloud of "dark spirit monster bats" flying towards her...
The female cultivator surnamed Yang suddenly showed a silent smile, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding space violently turbulent. She was not someone who could be manipulated.
When Tao disappears and dies, she can only end it by herself. No one can kill her.
At this moment, a deep voice sounded in the ears of the female cultivator named Yang.
"Do you know Shuangzhongshan?"
The sound was so sudden that although it was inaudible among the countless shrill screams, it undoubtedly sounded like a thunderbolt in the ears of the female cultivator surnamed Yang.
She suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, but the aura on her body became more and more uncontrollable and violent.
The black mass of "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" rushing toward her eyes was no longer there, replaced by an unreal and illusory figure. The man's back filled her entire field of vision.
The black shadow turned its back to her, and with its wave of hands, it shot out a mountain of palm shadows, and the surrounding "dark spirit bats" exploded into a cloud of blood.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang was horrified. What was horrifying to her was not the opponent's strength, but that she was not good at such a tough attack like a reckless man.
Those "Dark Spirit Monster Bats" screamed angrily, spitting out extremely thin black threads, although they were wrapped around the opponent's fists and arms.
But as soon as it touched it, it was burned cleanly by something, and it couldn't restrain the man's hands and feet at all.
She could feel that the other party's strength was at most similar to Song Rongdao's, and his spiritual energy fluctuations were extremely strong, but judging from his aura, he seemed so different from her own.
However, what shocked her even more was what the other person said and that person's name!!!