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Chapter 82 Resolute

In the main hall, since there was only a little sweat medicine, several foundation-building female cultivators concentrated their attention and performed a few rounds of exercises to expel the toxins from the body, and the poisoning was quickly relieved.

But not only was the atmosphere at this time not relaxed, but everyone's face was filled with sadness.

The great thing about the positive and negative spiritual formation is that it can extract the spiritual energy of the monks within the formation and feed it back to you.

So after another delay, a group of female cultivators discovered that the power of the formation seemed to have strengthened again.

Since there are not many pills to restore spiritual power, even though they only have 60 to 70% of their spiritual power reserves at this time, they dare not take them casually and can only save them for critical moments to save their lives.

As a result, the plan to attack the formation for the third time was aborted and stillborn.

But despite this, as long as you are in a large formation, you still cannot escape.

Song Wanzhen looked inside her spiritual power reserve and found that it was now less than 50%, and was still being dissipated continuously, becoming the material for the formation.

Except for the three of them who were above the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, the rest of the female cultivators in the early stage of Foundation Establishment had their spiritual power reserves drop to less than 30% again after taking the last pill.

Perhaps it won't be long before they are drained of their spiritual energy by the formation and die.

So I'm a little confused at this point.

If you want to eliminate some middle-level forces in the Zijin Immortal Realm, why are you specifically targeting female cultivators?

Moreover, the Xuankongshan Yuan clan tried so hard to keep themselves neutral, so why did they fall to the Fengguo Immortal Realm so quickly?

But no matter what they think, the situation has reached its final moment.

Song Wanzhen sent a decisive look to the late-stage Foundation Establishment female cultivator and Fairy Han, and Fairy Han nodded in agreement with a wry smile.

Then the three of them took out the last remaining elixirs from the storage bags, distributed them to the other four female cultivators, and whispered their instructions.

As monks who are in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment or above, they all have their own pride.

In such a scene, instead of leaving a ferocious withered skeleton, there is still the possibility of being desecrated.

It's better to let yourself explode again before that happens.

Leave the last light in the hall!

So Song Wanzhen, the late-stage foundation-building female cultivator, and Han Xianzi all agreed after eye contact.

Before the last moment came, the three of them chose to self-destruct.

Try to see if you can use your own flesh and blood to create a way out for the remaining four female cultivators in the early stage of foundation building!

After the decision was made, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became solemn, and they were quietly waiting for that moment to arrive.

The tears in the eyes of the four female cultivators who were in the early stages of foundation building were filled with elixirs, and then welled up again.

They were grateful to the three Taoist friends with high cultivation levels for making the choice for them, so they were vaguely prepared.

Outside the main hall, the atmosphere was equally dark and unclear.

After being frightened to death by the backlash, Mengtu just wanted to wait for rescue to arrive, and never thought about seeing the situation in the hall.

As for the man in the later stage of foundation building, he didn't know much about the power of the positive and negative spirit formation. Seeing that Meng Tu had no intention of checking it, he didn't bother to take care of it.

Including the other two monks who were in the early and middle stages of foundation building, they also silently guarded the formation flag.

No one thought that the female cultivator in the hall was approaching a desperate situation.

Yang Cheng sneaked in the soil and successfully approached a position four to five feet away from Meng Tu. He used the earth talisman to release his spiritual consciousness and looked at it, preparing to move closer.

Just when Yang Cheng took out the small blade and tried to repeat his old trick, Mengtu suddenly opened his eyes and looked around suspiciously.

Seeing that there was no movement, Mengtu uneasily took out a magic weapon and placed it beside him to protect his body.

When Yang Cheng saw this, he secretly complained that a sneak attack would not work.

But if you rush out like this, you will definitely alert the foundation-building monks.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Cheng could only shrink back and continue to wait patiently to see when Meng Tu would reveal his flaws.

Then Yang Cheng released his spiritual consciousness again, carefully bypassed Mengtu, and headed towards the main hall to test.

Sure enough, when Kankan approached the main hall, his spiritual consciousness touched a layer of spiritual energy barrier and was bounced back.

At this moment, there was a faint sound of breaking through the air outside the manor, as if someone was coming.

Yang Cheng's heart suddenly sank. It would be fine if the person coming was from the Zijin Immortal Cultivation Sect, but it would be terrible if they were reinforcements from the other side.

Song Wanzhen's face appeared in his mind, and a trace of determination flashed in Yang Cheng's eyes.

Then the magical weapon was used up, Yang Cheng's whole body flashed with earthy yellow light, and he rushed upward against the soil.

After rushing out of the ground, Yang Cheng pointed his finger without hesitation and slashed at Mengtu with the Qingming Sword.

At the same time, a trace of spiritual power led the copper bell to fly out.

As the young master of Cang Shen Mountain, Meng Tu reacted quickly. As soon as the Qing Ming Sword was launched, Meng Tu was aware of it and manipulated the magic weapon to block it.

With a "dang" sound, the Qingming Sword struck the magical weapon hard and bounced back.

Immediately after the bronze bell had flown in, Yang Cheng's wisp of wind hit the bronze bell impartially.

Then Yang Cheng manipulated the Qingming Sword again, turned around deftly in the air, and slashed Mengtu diagonally with a misty clear light.

The copper bell rang, and a white light suddenly appeared on Mengtu's chest. Mengtu's eyes were clear, and he seemed not to be affected by the copper bell at all.

Yang Cheng's eyes narrowed, and he immediately guessed that Meng Tu had a magic weapon on his body to defend against attacks from the soul.

The brass bell is of no use to him.

Then I saw that the Qingming Sword returned without success.

"How brave!"

After being attacked continuously, Mengtu gradually came to his senses, and immediately showed his fierce look and shouted fiercely.

At the same time, seeing that the distance between the two parties was too close, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he immediately changed his body shape and rushed towards Yang Cheng.

When he approached Yang Cheng, he punched Yang Cheng hard on the body.

"Bang", Yang Cheng also refused to give in, and under the operation of the Dragon and Tiger Technique, he also punched Meng Tu.

After the fists of the two sides collided, Yang Cheng felt half of his arm numb, and a force rushed straight into his chest and abdomen.

Meng Tu, on the other hand, was also shocked and took a step back, looking at Yang Cheng in slight surprise.

"You can practice both spirit and body? Take another punch from me!" Meng Tu came forward again with a grin.

Yang Cheng's Dragon and Tiger Technique was fully activated, and a shadow loomed behind him.

At the same time, his energy and blood were like mercury, his magic power was surging, and his muscles bulged under his clothes, and he began to fight with Meng Tu at close range.

For a moment, there was a "bang bang" sound in the field.

Both of them attacked blindly, punching hard to the flesh, inevitably causing damage to their appearance and body.

However, Yang Cheng became more brave as he fought and experienced many life and death situations, so his skills and experience were even better than Meng Tu's.

Now he was fighting back with anger, his mind became more and more clear, and he beat Montupu to pieces, and he was defeated step by step.

Mengtu's strength was originally not inferior to that of Yang Cheng. If they were evenly matched, it would not be a problem for both sides to lose. However, due to being backfired by the large formation, the consequences gradually became apparent.

In addition, Yang Cheng didn't even want to compete with the opponent with fists and kicks, and used magic weapons to make sneak attacks from time to time, which made Meng Tu extremely embarrassed.

In a short period of time, the two exchanged dozens of punches, and Meng Tu was basically suppressed and beaten by Yang Cheng regardless of his fists, feet or magical weapons.

Angry in his heart, he immediately understood that it would not be wise to continue to fight at this time.

Then he gradually became separated, and his eyes suddenly became trance-like.


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