With a pale face, she drew out a soul power from her soul again and condensed it into runes. Then the eighth-level talisman gradually began to take shape.

At the same time, the crack in the sky-slaying formation was almost completely opened. Even with the protection of the Bu Tian Shield above the head, the terrifying and terrifying pressure continued to press on everyone through the Bu Tian Shield.

At this moment, the Butian Shield and the Tianzhu Formation were chasing each other like a race. They were just the people of Yunjing City. Even Sang Wuyin and Wen Huazi on the Yun boat were anxious to see it, hoping that the Tianzhu Formation would be opened faster.

Finally, the cloud talisman on the eighth floor of the Butian Shield Talisman was completed.

Fumin from Yunjing City and Fu Master in the ancestral hall were both relieved, while Wen Huazi and Sang Wuyin were a little disappointed.

The Butian Shield was left with only the last layer of the Yunluo in the last talisman, and the opening of the Tianzhu Formation was still slow, and the cheers and shouts in Yunjing City reached the peak for a moment.

The whole city, both men, women, and young, were like crazy, shouting Sang Xiaoman's name in unison.

But soon they found something was wrong.

Because they had been waiting for a long time, the cloud talisman of the ninth floor of the talisman tower did not come out, and even a rune text never appeared.

The entire Yunjing City suddenly became quiet, and a sense of uneasiness spread in everyone's hearts.

It is obvious to everyone that Sang Xiaoman has a problem.

Seeing this scene, Sang Wuyin and Wen Huazi on the cloud boat stood up together. The two of them looked happy and almost hugged each other with some excitement.

"As Brother Wuyin expected, Sang Xiaoman could not hold on any longer."

Wen Huazi laughed "haha".

"If I can really draw two eighth-grade talismans in a row, then my niece will become a god. I may even say that I will bow to you."

Sang Wuyin said with a slight sarcastic moment, and he felt very happy.

However, as soon as he said that he could see from the corner of his eyes, a brand new rune appeared above the eighth floor of the talisman on the ground, followed by the second and third...

He was surprised to find that the ninth-level talisman cloud talisman that Sang Xiaoman could not complete was being drawn bit by bit.

The cheers in Yunjing City rang again after a dead silence.

But the cheers did not last long. The crowd seemed to have been petrified and half-elder's mouth. They found that the runes that were originally intended to form the ninth layer of the talisman were dissipating one by one.

And the speed of this dissipation is getting faster and faster, and there is no one left in the blink of an eye.

But this is not the most terrifying. What's even more terrifying is that the eighth-layer cloud talisman also begins to collapse rapidly. The speed is so fast that it is the seventh-layer and the sixth-layer...

"It's over..."

The hearts of Yunjing City's people fell into the abyss in an instant.

"I saw him building up a tall building, and he saw his building collapse, hahaha..."

There was a dead silence in Yunjing City, leaving only the Yun boat above his head, Wen Huazi and Sang Wuyin laughed unbridledly.

Inside the Sang Family Ancestral Hall.

"Miss, stop struggling and run away!"

"Xiaoman escape, let's help you block it for a while."

"Yes, as long as you are alive, the Sang family will still have hope."

A group of Sang family talisman masters begged Sang Xiaoman with eager expressions.

Just a moment ago, Sang Xiaoman, whose soul was over-consuming, suffered the first backlash.

So the ninth layer of cloud talisman that was about to be formed failed.

Without Sang Xiaoman's soul support, the remaining several talismans began to collapse rapidly, and the tense was completely out of control.

However, Sang Xiaoman, who had a pale face, still had no intention of giving up. While enduring the severe pain of the backlash of her soul, she continued to mobilize her soul power to try to stop the collapse of the talisman.

She let the Sang family talisman masters shout in her ears, and the firm expression in her eyes remained unchanged.

"I can, I can, I can."

Her white lips opened and closed gently, and her trembling arms tried hard to lift, but she refused to give up.

Finally, she used the perseverance that ordinary people could not imagine to allow the talisman to stop the momentum of collapse when it collapsed to the fifth floor.

They are both talisman masters, so they naturally know the pain of the soul's backlash, and they understand even more how much effort and will it take to control the collapsed talisman.

Sang Xiaoman was able to do this, and this perseverance had completely convinced the talisman masters in front of him.

At this moment, no one has regarded Sang Xiaoman as a little girl anymore. The little baby is treated. In their hearts, the weak woman has only one identity, which is the dignified head of their Sang family.

"My friend Yunsheng, I know that the lady listens to you. You can take her away. She shouldn't die here."

The one who speaks is Lao Zhairong, a mai clan of Tianzi.

"The head of the family has done enough for us, please take our head of the family."

"This disaster is all caused by our own fault. If it weren't for our confidants, Sang Wuyin, how could the disaster happen today? Please take our heads away."

The other talisman masters agreed.

Li Yunsheng looked at them calmly, but before he could speak, Sang Xiaoman's stubborn voice came:

"You are not allowed to come here, and you are not allowed to say anything. You leave, don't worry about me. Whether you are alive or dead is my own business."

Sang Xiaoman was unwilling to let Li Yunsheng speak because she knew that as soon as Li Yunsheng spoke, she might really be shaken.

Li Yunsheng didn't speak, but walked towards Sang Xiaoman step by step.

"Don't come over, I said you don't come over!"

Sang Xiaoman's voice became more and more anxious when he noticed that Li Yunsheng was approaching.

But no matter how she shouted, Li Yunsheng's steps were still approaching.

"Come here again..."

Sang Xiaoman was about to threaten Li Yunsheng, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that Li Yunsheng was already standing next to her, and then a slightly cold big hand held her little hand.

A sense of indescribable stability instantly dispelled the anxiety in her heart.

Both hands unconsciously linked their fingers.

"Don't worry, I'll stand by your side and we won't go anywhere."

Li Yunsheng's voice without any emotion came into Sang Xiaoman's ears.

Then a huge soul power flooded her like a tide.

Even if she didn't ask, she knew that this was Li Yunsheng's soul power, but the huge amount of this soul power still surprised her. But immediately she thought of another question: "The soul power cannot be integrated, what are you going to do?!"

...

At about the same time, the crack of the Tianzhu Formation was completely opened.

A feather fell quietly from the crack.

What followed was a series of fierce winds as sharp as swords that raged across Yunjing City. Every time the feathers fell for a distance, the strong wind was a little more fierce.
Chapter completed!