At that instant, countless tentacles lashed out at me.
Xiao Yu seemed to have been shrouded within that black mist, and all we could see was her faint white figure.
Along with the powerful surges of yin energy, booming again and again.
None of us knew what kind of battle she was facing...
But right now, we had to deal with the dense mass of black tentacles.
There was no time to think. I drew Evil-Slaying Flowing Cloud, which was trembling without stop, and compressed my true energy to its limit, refining it into pure yang energy.
As the black tentacles struck, I raised my hand and slashed...
But there were simply too many of them, attacking from both sides. There was no way I could block them all by myself.
Then Master suddenly charged in.
"Get the hell out of my way!"
Master roared, sweeping the iron hook through the air and smashing the tree-root-like black tentacles into black smoke.
Not only that, Senior Brother rushed over to help as well.
Yin lightning exploded, but Senior Brother's attacks did little to threaten the black tentacles.
Perhaps because he was a yin soul, his cultivation was not as powerful as Xiao Yu's, and he could not refine pure yang energy.
Zhang Yuchen had been crying out in pain from his injuries just moments ago, yet now he gritted his teeth again and came over with the Coin Sword to guard my flanks.
Pan Ling dragged the unconscious Daoist Qingshan aside, while Mao Jing also came over with his sword to help me.
But the black tentacles were terrifyingly dense.
They extended and contracted one after another from the black mist gathered overhead, twisting like venomous snakes...
Though we could barely hold them off, we definitely would not be able to