Witchcraft attire! From the Daoist sect?!

Clang!

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes pushed Jia Le aside, drawing his bronze sword.

He quickly blocked the attack.

Casually, he pulled out a talisman.

His aura flowed, and he shouted, "Gale Spell, go!"

The spell activated.

Gusts of strong wind swept out.

The mist, just like before, hadn't receded at all.

Daoist Priest Qian He heard the sound and, as if sensing something was wrong, Shouted, "Senior Brother, this Chaos Spirit Mist has array formations empowering it. A simple Gale Spell can't dispel it!"

Immediately, he unleashed several talismans, and golden light appeared.

He raised his sword fingers, his aura flowing.

The talismans scattered, forming a circle.

They began to spin.

"Barrier Breaking Array, rise!"

The spell activated!

Suddenly, the spinning talismans plunged into the ground.

The thick fog surged, then was suddenly pushed back.

"It's breaking!"

Seeing this, everyone felt a surge of joy in their hearts.

"Heh, is that all?"

A cold laugh echoed from within the mist.

The Qi of the Mystical Gates surged, and the mist that had been pushed back

Actually surged back like a tide into the Barrier Breaking Array.

The talismans trembled incessantly.

As the incoming mist drew closer, The talismans trembled even more violently.

With a crackling sound, the talismans on the ground

Were completely destroyed, not a single one surviving.

"What!"

Daoist Priest Qian He's heart trembled at the sight.

His understanding of array formations is actually superior to mine.

No, I must think of a way.

If this array formation isn't broken, a major disaster might occur.

They are in the open while he is hidden, and there are so many people to protect.

They simply can't withstand the sudden assaults from the Chaos Spirit Mist.

If this continues, they'll likely be worn down and killed one by one.

If no one can survive, what should I do...

"Heh! I'll kill this brat first, then I'll slowly take the dog lives of you old geezers."

From within the thick fog, the cold laugh sounded again.

As the voice faded, Suddenly, the Qi of the Mystical Gates surged.

The thick fog seemed to be manipulated, Like a heavy curtain, blocking the view ahead.

Like a white specter, it drifted towards Lin Fan and the others.

Suddenly, the four directions, Jia Le, and Qingqing were once again struck.

Their minds began to blur, and they collapsed to the ground.

Unable to move an inch, they completely lost their ability to act.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from not far away.

"Don't move, everyone. The attack will fly out suddenly from the dense fog, making it hard to detect."

Daoist Priest Qian He shouted anxiously.

As soon as he finished speaking.

A Dong, whose vision was already blurry.

Suddenly widened his pupils.

That's…

Isn't the person standing next to me Senior Disciple Brother?

Master said it was dangerous and I wouldn't be able to resist.

What… what is he trying to do?!

Qingqing, feeling groggy, endured the throbbing pain in her head.

She half-opened her eyes.

She saw Lin Fan, as if he heard nothing of the outside world.

Completely unfazed, he had already taken a step forward.

"He's crazy!"

Qingqing was shocked.

Didn't he hear what Daoist Priest Qian He said?

Don't go out, you can't!

Why, is he trying to use himself to draw the opponent's attack?

She stopped the thought in her mind.

Qingqing immediately shouted anxiously, "Lin Fan, come back! You don't have to sacrifice yourself for us. Don't worry about us, protecting yourself is the most important thing. Come back quickly!"

These shouts, one after another.

Seemed to use up Qingqing's last bit of strength.

"Seeking death!"

A disdainful voice echoed again from the dense fog.

As the voice faded.

A sharp aura was condensing within the fog.

Under the combined power of the mist and the formation.

Not a single fluctuation of energy was leaked.

Immediately after, a sharp and powerful aura.

Stealthily shot directly towards Lin Fan's heart.

Lin Fan, as if he had seen it all before.

His expression was calm, his heart undisturbed.

He took a light step forward, starting from the center of his feet.

The Eight Trigrams spread out, with himself as the center.

The four disks of Heaven, Earth, Man, and God fluctuated.

Just as the sharp attack.

Was about to touch Lin Fan's chest.

It suddenly dissipated.

"Impossible!"

The person in the dense fog was suddenly shaken.

Why was the attack, amplified by the formation and the mist.

Actually dodged by this kid?

The energy was clearly hidden very well.

No matter what, he shouldn't have been able to dodge it.

Why wasn't he scared at all?

And still looked so calm and composed.

Could it be…

This kid also knows Qi Men Dun Jia?!

"When it comes to Qi Men, I am above you!"

Lin Fan raised his sword finger and snorted lightly.

Mysterious energy surged.

A powerful aura instantly enveloped everyone present.

"What is this!"

Daoist Priest Qian He's heart leaped in shock.

He felt enveloped by a formidable presence.

It could even cover the Chaos Spirit Mist and the formation it empowered.

How profound was this, what exactly was this...

How could Lin Fan's Qimen be so wondrous and mysterious?!

If the aura discovered outside the tent earlier was like a small stream.

It was now like a surging, vast river.

The aura of the formation covering them was abundant and flowed ceaselessly.

It actually presented a magnificent momentum.

As Daoist Priest Qian He was shocked.

Suddenly, the dense mist was instantly dispersed, and a muffled groan was heard.

A figure retreated rapidly!

The stinging sensation in everyone's foreheads receded one by one.

Their vision gradually cleared and recovered.

They saw that the ten corpses had disappeared with the dissipation of the mist.

"The attack just now was accompanied by a formation; it's truly impossible to see clearly."

Daoist Priest Qian He looked at the dispersing mist, feeling a lingering fear.

"Quick, look over there."

Master Yixiu pointed.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes and Daoist Priest Qian He looked up.

They saw the person who had just been repelled by Lin Fan.

He had retreated several meters away and had just regained his footing.

It was a masked man with a red cloth tied around his head.

He wore a green jacket on his upper body and a purple long skirt on his lower body.

He was even barefoot, like those charlatans who perform shamanistic dances.

"Witch Cult attire... and he's from the Daoist Sect?"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes' face was filled with astonishment as he spoke.

How could a Daoist attack a fellow practitioner?

What was this...

Could the other party be an Evil Cultivator?

"Stop thinking, let's regroup first!"

Master Yixiu reminded them.

Daoist Priest Qian He and Daoist Priest Four-Eyes understood.

The three immediately quickened their steps towards Lin Fan and the others.

Before the groups could regroup.

"Ignorant fool."

The masked man snorted coldly.

He spread his arms, and suddenly his wrist flicked.

Nine corpses were shot out explosively.

Three of the corpses moved extremely fast.

In an instant, they arrived before the three, blocking their path.

The three were entangled by the sudden appearance of the corpses, falling into chaos.

"Southeast, Northwest, Qingqing, and Jia Le. You protect Attendant Wu and Seventy-One Prince."

Seeing this, Lin Fan immediately gave instructions.

"Yes! Senior Disciple Brother."

Southeast and Northwest responded in unison.

"Senior Disciple Brother, you don't need to worry about us. We can handle it!"

Jia Le and Qingqing exchanged a look, nodded, and signaled.

Lin Fan strode forward.

He advanced on the masked man.

The masked man looked at the approaching Lin Fan with disdain.

A mere Xiantian Seventh Heaven, daring to come forward alone?

He actually wants to confront me single-handedly?

He probably can't even save himself, yet he wants to protect others.

Ridiculous!

The masked man stopped thinking and immediately flicked his wrist.

Several corpses lunged at Lin Fan.

Their claws hooked, they fiercely slashed over!