A scene that shocked Xie Yunliu appeared.

He watched Ding Ling's strange leap, and then... several spiritual rituals flashed past his feet. Then, the five spiritual swords also lost their targets at the same time.

Finally, a huge fear flashed in his heart. He knew that Ding Ling's spiritual sword had been upgraded to a terrifying fairy spirit. This short sword was easy to say for the damage to magic weapons, but for the bloodline elves and the body... it was simply an invincible weapon!

Just in a moment, he made a decision.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, a stream of spiritual power instantly flowed throughout his body, forcibly establishing a connection with the bloodline elves.

"return!"

When the golden eagle was still teleporting, he issued an order. However, he was still one step late. He watched one of his bloodline elf's wings pierced by the spirit sword, and then the golden eagle's anger eagle screamed in his mind.

Xie Yunliu felt stuffy in his chest, and he forced himself to suppress the blood that was about to blurt out. He held up the spiritual sects in his hand one after another, and he roared again: "Attack without difference!"

Responding to him was Ding Ling's roar: "Attack you and paralyze you!"

Ding Ling had already seen Bai Qianqian get up and take a handful of spiritual pills for himself again, and then began to kneel on the ground to regulate his breathing - thanks to the South Asian local beggars outside, they actually thought Bai Qianqian was beaten and disabled like this!

If they knew that Bai Qianqian was one of the genius girls in the Central Plains practice world and the owner of the extremely rare Lingxi bloodline, the first thing they had to do was to completely knock Bai Qianqian down or even kill Bai Qianqian!

Ding Ling felt Bai Qianqian's eyes that she would not die for a while. He gritted his teeth and began to shuttle through countless spiritual rituals. But... he was injured too much, although he had a large number of spiritual elixirs, spiritual elixirs, and blood-blooded muscle elixirs that were swallowed by him and were still being quickly emitting spiritual power by the natal spiritual power of the Lingxi bloodline.

But his steps were still a little messy - in this formation, he could not use the instant step, which was the biggest trouble! The only thing he was looking forward to now was Mingyue's sound just now, ready to break the formation!

But Mingyue...he has been preparing for so long, why hasn't he moved yet?

Finally, the sound of the bright moon came slowly: "Next time, the direction of Shengmen, southeast!"

Ding Ling's pupils shrank and he quickly found the position at eight o'clock. He swept his life, but he was empty.

"Next time, Zhengbei!"

Ding Ling pounced north again.

After a muffled groan, he was hit by the counting spirit.

"Three o'clock!"

"Grass!" Ding Ling was furious. Mingyue had just shared the principles of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Formation with him through his spirit. He knew that there was only one Shengmen that could go out of this thing, and the location of Shengmen was changing every second! If he could not seize this fleeting opportunity, he would only run around like a headless fly in this formation!

"Next time, six o'clock, Ding Ling... seize the opportunity!" Mingyue's voice, which had been calm, finally trembled a little. She had activated instant calculations and calculations at the same time, had used her natal spiritual power. Because the mechanism beast was silent, the eight people forming a formation outside had already had a chance to breathe.

If Ding Ling can't seize the opportunity for a long time, then... the end is that Ding Ling's spiritual power will be exhausted...

Mingyue dared not think about that ending.

Ding Ling... dare not think even more!

"Grass-Must Horse!" He turned around and rushed towards six o'clock. At this time, a spiritual sword that emerged from six o'clock actually faced him straight from six o'clock!

Ding Ling's pupils shrank slightly. He did not hesitate at this moment. He stretched out his left hand, roared wildly, and grabbed the oncoming spiritual sword!

Puchi! The spirit sword pierced his shoulder.

Ding Ling's pupils were filled with blood, and he let out a beast-like roar, and instantly pounced towards six o'clock.

This time, there was no stop...

"It's out!" Ding Ling waved his hand and pulled out the spirit sword, and blood immediately poured out like a fountain. In just an instant, he turned into a bloody man.

Everyone was shocked to see Ding Ling's toughness. They even forgot that Ding Ling is now on the periphery of the Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation.

"It's my turn." Ding Ling smiled grimly, and he instantly appeared behind the man at the six o'clock direction. The next second, the fish intestine stabbed the heart of the disciple of the sword-Yujian Villa with the supreme cold light.

As if the goddess of fate was favored, the disciple tilted his body. But the fish intestines still completely penetrated his entire shoulder blade!

Ding Ling smiled and raised his hand, and an arm flew into the sky in an instant.

Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Formation, break!

Mingyue's voice sounded: "Ding Ling, don't be in love with the battle!"

Without Mingyue reminding, Ding Ling also knew that although he showed courage, he had reached the moment of clean air. Now he was almost completely fighting with one breath.

So he quickly recited the Kaitian Art and shouted at Bai Qianqian: "[31 Novel Network       Fast Update] Master!"

Bai Qianqian held back a pinch and saw her touching the body of the mechanic beast and then retracting it. Then she jumped again and disappeared outside the teleportation in an instant.

Ding Ling looked at the people who were still trying to form a formation. He glanced at the weakest girl in the sword villa. So he smiled and hugged the girl in his arms in an instant. The next second, his figure disappeared into the teleportation.

"Fifth sister!"

Xie Yunliu was furious. With a moment of pinching, he was about to rush towards the teleportation that had not yet disappeared, but was stopped by the people around him.

"San Young Master! You can't go!"

"Three Young Master!"

Countless voices finally woke him up. He looked at the teleportation that gradually disappeared and his face turned gray.

Yes, he can't go... Don't say that he is extraordinary, even if he is a holy realm, earth level, or even heaven level! As long as he is not able to calculate the Heavenly Conquest bloodline of the Kaitian Art, he can't go...

That is someone else's cave, and he goes there, it's a dead end!

At this time, a disciple of Yujian Villa who was in a slightly better condition stepped forward and whispered: "San Young Master, someone is here."

Xie Yunliu opened his eyes, and he released his spiritual consciousness, and felt that three practitioners in the extraordinary realm were rushing towards here from different directions.

The provincial capital...it's really hidden!

Xie Yunliu gritted his teeth, and he called the Kaitian Art and went straight into his own cave.

More than ten seconds later, three figures arrived at the scene almost at the same time.

One of them was wearing a white long dress. Her long hair was fluttering, her appearance was beautiful, and she looked like a student. The other was about thirty years old. He was wearing a vest and a toothpick in his mouth, looking like a street gangster.

The last man was about twenty-five or twenty-six. He had a flat head and a pair of glasses. Although it was a hot day, he was still wearing a long-sleeved shirt and tied the hem of the shirt into his pants.

The man wearing glasses looked at the other two, and his eyes were surprised: "Long Aofeng, Feng Wanxue...Aren't you the ones who fought just now?"

Long Aofeng narrowed his eyes and looked at the man who looked like a college student village official. He spat out the toothpick with a laziness.

"When will it be your turn to take charge of the provincial capital?" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!