The spiritual consciousness of the monks in the hemolytic period could not detect the jade slips engraved by the real people of the forging period with divine thoughts, and Liu Ziyuan failed to probe the jade slips, but instead stimulated the early warning talisman of the jade slip seal.
Liu, Du, and Fang hurriedly beckoned everyone to leave this place, and if they were late, they would probably encounter the demon cultivators of the forging period who came to check.
The cultivators hurriedly headed all the way south, but it was still too late, just a stick of incense in time, a low roar came from the sea, and then the roar was getting closer and closer, more and more frequent.
A roar seemed to be an order, and on the way everyone was fleeing, monsters rushed out of the sea water from time to time to block everyone. Although these monsters only had the cultivation of the blood refining period or the early stage of blood dissolution, they were easily killed by everyone, but these monster beasts that followed each other finally slowed down everyone's speed.
Finally, after Liu Ziyuan slashed a demon crab in the middle stage of hemolysis with an axe, a monk dressed in green clothes appeared on the sea behind everyone.
Behind the monk in green clothes, eight azure tentacles flew up and down, as if he was strolling idly, he just took a step, and the distance between him and everyone was greatly shortened.
Liu Ziyuan's pupils shrank, he looked at the blue tentacles on the back of the monk in green clothes, and said in a cold voice: "The divine mind transforms, and it is indeed a demon cultivator in the pill forging period!"
Seeing that everyone was about to be caught up by the monk Tsing Yi, Liu Ziyuan shouted: "Set up the formation!" At the same time, he took out a sound-transmitting magic sword from the storage bag, said a few words on his lips, and then struck out the magic sword.
The monk Qingyi did not stop it, but came to the formation set up by everyone with great interest, and said, "You killed the messenger of Jinjiao Island?"
Lu Ping once faced the momentum oppression of the Xuanjing Zhenren in the middle stage of the pill forging, and he didn't know how much stronger it was than the Qingyi monk, so he didn't care.
Liu Ziyuan said in a condensed voice: "The juniors and others did kill a few shark demons."
The monk Qingyi said: "Then the jade slip brought by the Golden Jiao Island Lord to Ben Zhenren is also on you?"
Liu Ziyuan knew these things and couldn't deny them, and said: "Exactly!"
Seeing Liu Ziyuan's simple answer, the monk Qingyi smiled and said: "I still have some courage, now I will wait for you two ways, one is to return the jade slip to the real person, who may be happy and take you as servants and let you wait for your life; Second, you have just sent out the sound transmission sword, you should be asking for help, see if you can withstand the attack of this real person and hold out until the rescuer arrives."
Liu Ziyuan didn't think about it, and said: "The junior waits for the second one!"
The monk in green clothes still smiled and said: "I know you won't cry when you see the coffin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the monk in green clothes wave his hand inadvertently, and the eight blue tentacles waving behind him suddenly merged into one, and the tentacles that were put together suddenly became longer and smashed towards everyone in the formation.
Liu Ziyuan presided over the formation, the mana of the fifteen people was gathered under the effect of the three-element and five-element formation, Liu Ziyuan's cultivation of the ninth layer of blood dissolution was rising steadily, and the momentum was getting stronger and stronger.
Monk Tsing Yi said "hey", obviously the power of this formation was a little beyond his expectations, but Monk Tsing Yi still didn't care, the blue tentacles shook flexibly, got rid of the slashing of the mountain axe, and rolled towards Hu Lili in the formation, obviously finding that the injured Hu Lili was the weakest link in the formation.
The formation quickly changed, Liu Ziyuan stretched out his hand and pointed towards the seawater, and a sea water turned into a water snake and intertwined in reverse towards the blue tentacles.
The blue tentacles shook violently, shatting the water snake into a rain of water, but after the blue tentacles were blocked, Liu Ziyuan had already commanded the formation to let the blue tentacles' attack range pass, and the blue tentacles' attack failed.
The monk in green clothes said "Oh" and said: "It turns out to be the Taoist soldier formation of the True Spirit Sect 'Three Elements and Five Elements Formation', which is a bit interesting, if you hand over that jade slip to this real person, how about this real person let you leave?"
The Qingyi monk was obviously afraid of the power of the True Spirit Sect and took a step back from his conditions.
Liu Ziyuan said categorically: "Please forgive me, senior, this matter is absolutely impossible!"
The monk in green clothes changed his face and said: "If you don't eat and drink to toast, why can't you really use this broken formation of your true spirit sect?"
The monk in green clothes was furious, and the eight blue tentacles behind him were suddenly wrapped in a layer of gray and white, and the eight tentacles suddenly lost the power of the previous mountain tsunami in the midst of swinging.
Liu Ziyuan said with a solemn expression: "It is actually 'the unity of instrument and thought', it seems that this demon cultivator has not yet condensed the magic weapon, but the power of 'unity of instrument and thought' is not below the power of the magic weapon."
As soon as Liu Ziyuan's words fell, the eight tentacles danced wildly, smashing towards the "Three Elements and Five Elements Formation" from different directions.
Liu Ziyuan opened the mountain axe horizontally, opening two tentacles in a row, the gray-white tentacles were weak, although the mountain axe was powerful, the tentacles were not damaged at all.
Liu Ziyuan was shocked: Each tentacle is a top-level magic weapon, and eight tentacles are eight top magic weapons.
Liu Ziyuan hurriedly turned his head to look at the others.
Du and Fang worked together to set up two tentacles, but they were overturned by the strange force on the tentacles, and almost lost control, and the remaining five were killed by Yao Yong, Du Feng and others, but each of them was bleeding from the corner of their mouths, obviously suffering internal injuries, but several people did not leave their positions, obviously the injuries were not serious.
Lu Ping knew that this was the power of the formation, which could allow everyone in the formation to temporarily borrow the mana of others to resist attacks outside the formation.
The flying wing sword was like two fluttering butterflies, flying around a tentacle that was rolling towards Hu Lili, and the sword light shuttled through it, like flying snowflakes, shining with a crystal luster and sticking towards the tentacles.
Although this tentacle was extremely flexible, and the flying wing sword had to bounce off every time it touched it, a series of hundreds of sword lights slashed on the tentacle, finally causing this tentacle to deviate from its target and roll into the air.
Just when Lu Ping was repelling a tentacle, he heard a few screams behind him, Lu Ping's heart jumped, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Niu Dazhuang, Zheng Jie, Zhang Zicheng and Hu Lili working together to resist the last tentacle, and were whipped away by the man in green clothes.
Niu Dazhuang and Zhang Zicheng bore the brunt of it, their mouths were full of blood in the air, and the two magic weapons used to resist were also shattered, Zheng Jie and Hu Lili were better, but the magic weapon was broken, and Hu Lili still had inner armor protection, and the injury was the lightest.
Seeing that the four of them were about to be grabbed by the tentacles that were waving over immediately, suddenly, eight tentacles composed of seawater rose on the sea, and these eight tentacles were entangled with the tentacles that were rolled up together, and the gray-white tentacles hovered and locked, instantly breaking the eight water columns one by one, but at this moment, Niu Dazhuang and the other four had already been rescued by Liu Ziyuan and others.
Lu Ping held a crystal bowl and quickly joined Liu Ziyuan and others, the "Three Elements and Five Elements Formation" had been broken, Niu Dazhuang and others were seriously injured, and Lu Ping had to form a broken formation with Liu Ziyuan and others.
Lu Ping used the top-level magic weapon crystal bowl obtained from the empty hands of the Fuhai Gang Yuan Shikong to raid from the side and back, but he could only entangle a tentacle for a moment.
Seeing that Lu Ping and others were still forming a stubborn formation, Qingyi Zhenren said contemptuously: "I don't know current affairs!" The eight tentacles behind him attacked everyone from different directions, and this time they used all their strength.
Just as everyone was about to fight to the death, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, and the eight gray-white tentacles that were waving over were struck by lightning falling from the sky, shaking like a convulsive wind.
The real person in green clothes exclaimed and retreated one after another, a burst of blue light flashed on the surface of the eight gray-white tentacles, and the spasmodic tentacles immediately recovered and danced in front of the real person in green clothes, guarding him.
Lu Ping and others were planning to fight hard, but they didn't know that after a burst of thunder and lightning, a three-foot-long peach wood sword appeared in front of everyone, and bursts of thunder flashed on the tip of the sword, pointing at the retreating Qingyi Zhenren.
"Who is it?" The real person in green clothes asked sharply.
"Hmph!" A cold snort came, and a light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and a True Spirit Sect monk in his thirties had already appeared in front of everyone, and the peach wood sword groaned softly, hovering happily above the heads of the visitors.
Lu Ping and others were overjoyed, and the person who came was Yang Xuanmu Zhenren whom he had seen on Huangli Island.
"Under Yang Xuanmu, a monk of the Xuanmu Mansion of the True Spirit Sect, Your Excellency thinks you are the Beihai Demon Cultivator and the True Mansion? Your Excellency actually took action against the Hemolytic Period Monk, it seems that you are dismissive of our agreement!" Yang Xuanmu Zhenren asked in a cold voice.
"Joke!" The real person in green clothes said sternly: "What is this real person killing a few blood-dissolving minor cultivators, if you want to stop it today, this real person will even kill you!"
After saying that, the eight tentacles behind the real person in green clothes had already swept towards the real person Yang Xuanmu, and the eight tentacles were in order, as if forming a set of formations, surrounding the real person Yang Xuanmu in a circle composed of eight tentacles.
Two majestic momentum soared into the sky, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be scared away, Liu Ziyuan shouted: "Retreat!"
Lu Ping pulled Hu Lili to his side, and the other injured people were also supported by Yao Yong and others, quickly moving away from the area where the two real people were fighting.
Just as everyone had just withdrawn from a distance of a hundred feet, there was a deafening roar of spells behind them, and the aftermath of the fighting spread out, completely shaking the coral island where everyone had just rested to the bottom of the sea.
At this time, there was no trace of the two of them on the sea, only eight huge tentacles were dancing around in the sky like whips, and at the same time, a ball of lightning kept flashing in the dance of the tentacles.
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