Li Yan flew quickly in the colorful space, and this kind of flying made him feel relaxed.
He was comparable to Foundation Establishment Early Stage Divine Sense. He vaguely sensed that fifty miles away from him, there were three or four light bands flying. The space was full of colors. There were no sun, moon or stars in the sky, and there was no direction. Li Yan just looked for them by feeling. In other directions, he more or less sensed one or two light bands. He immediately chose the area where he sensed the most light bands, so that he would have a greater chance of finding Baili Yuan and them.
As Li Yan rapidly approached, several light bands became clearer and clearer in his Divine Sense. Among these light bands, he suddenly discovered a purple light band. This purple light band was still slightly far away from the other four light bands. This made Li Yan sigh in relief. With the spiritual light on his body flashing, he flew straight towards the purple light band like lightning.
At this moment, Gan Shi and the four of them were walking with difficulty on the top of the endless snow-capped mountains. The cold light was howling here, the snow was everywhere, and the coldness was a bit stronger under the sunlight.
This is an endless snow path that shuttles over the ridges of snow-capped mountains. It is surrounded by no obstructions. Looking down from the sky, there are only a few black spots on the ridges of huge and continuous snow-capped mountains, and the sun is moving slowly on the snow path.
Gan Shi's face was a little sallow, and he formed seals on his hands from time to time as he walked forward. Circles, squares, or irregular spiritual energy patterns shot out to the surroundings and the sky, protecting the five of them in the middle. It was the formation for which he was famous, and he used the formation to defend against the enemy.
From time to time, an illusory human face would appear from the ground on the snow on the ridges on both sides. These illusory human faces were the faces of babies as bright as blood. Their mouths uttered sounds like weeping and sorrow, and their eyes emitted a ghostly yellow light. After they appeared, they rushed towards several people, and their open mouths revealed teeth dripping with blood and biting at the five people.
It's just that the moment these terrifying baby faces approached the Gan Shishi people, they would be blocked by the seals cast by Gan Shi. The various baby faces above were filled with anger, and every time they opened their mouths to bite, they would be beaten by an invisible layer of tearing force. The faces were broken, and the shrill screams were spinning and blending into the seemingly pure and innocent sky. The next moment, there would be more angry faces of babies crying and screaming on the snow, rising up and rushing towards them, seemingly endless, and endlessly chilling.
At this moment, Gan Shi and the other five people were obviously in very bad condition. In addition to his sallow complexion, Gan Shi had a shocking blood hole on his right leg. Although he had been briefly bandaged, he was still dragging it on the snow. From time to time, blood dripped out and seeped into his trouser legs, and then dripped down the corners of his trousers onto the snowy road on the ridge, leaving a trail of bloody drag marks on the ridge at the top of the snow-capped mountain. It was obvious that the trousers were already saturated and no more blood could penetrate.
The four people behind him were even more sluggish in their movements. They were holding on to the other two people. The two people being supported were obviously seriously injured. They were almost half lying on top of the other two people. Each of them was injured.
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It seemed extremely difficult to take even one step. If Gan Shi hadn't been protecting them at this moment, the four of them would have been devoured by the ghostly babies in the snow pillars.
"Uncle Gan, please go ahead. We will die together if this continues." The two Qi Condensation Stage disciples who were supporting them looked at each other and then at the two people who could no longer walk on their own. If these actions were normal, it would be very easy to wrap up five or six people at the same time with magic, let alone helping one person. However, at this moment, these two people were exhausted and it was difficult to move by themselves.
These four Qi Condensation monks are three men and one woman. They are all young monks in their twenties. Judging from their clothing, they are one man and one woman who are still capable of fighting. The male cultivator is a Laojun Peak disciple. He has an ordinary appearance and a stout figure, but his face is also showing an abnormal flush at this moment. The woman is on the same level as Gan Shi. She is a disciple of Four Symbols Peak. She is petite and has a beautiful and refined appearance. At this moment, her face is covered with sweat in the cold wind. She is leaning against a monk who is also from Laojun Peak, but this monk is already semi-conscious. The other seriously injured person was a disciple of Buli Peak, who was leaning on a strong man and had no fighting ability. The three of them looked at the tall figure dragging one leg forward, and then looked at the bright red faces of babies that were springing up like mushrooms on the snow all around, like hungry ghosts from underground Underworld. There was a hint of despair in their eyes, and after checking each other's eyes, the female cultivator spoke softly.
The yellow-haired man in front did not look back after hearing the words. He still moved forward with difficulty, shouting in a low voice, "Fart, what kind of person do you think I am? I would abandon this junior and run away alone. Don't mention this matter again, otherwise, I will slap him in the face."
Gan Shi quickly made a few seals and said angrily. After he said these words, except for the female cultivator behind him, his face turned red, and the other two who were sober smiled bitterly. Along the way, Uncle Gan had really learned his temper, but if he continued like this, they would all die here if they advanced for a few miles at most.
At this time, Gan Shi was extremely angry and furious, "It seems that I can't get out this time. If I can get out, I will definitely seek justice with the Ten-Step Academy and Pure Land Sect. Even if I risk my life, I have to kill these two sects in the outside world."
Since Gan Shi and the others entered the Wheel of Life and Death, they still managed to get through the first two levels even though there were casualties. In the first level, they met a full team of Demon Beast. With two people on his side dead, Gan Shi relied on powerful formations to trap the opponent in a very short period of time. Then the remaining monks unleashed hundreds of poisons and finally passed the level smoothly.
In the second level they met a team
There were twenty monks Pure Land Sect left. The leader was Zen monk Zhiwei. This battle was very cruel. In the end, Gan Shi used all his formations and killed Zhiweiyiyi at the cost of five people dead and seven injured. However, he was also seriously injured.
But it was the third level that made them almost annihilated. After experiencing several fierce battles, they adopted the same style of play as Li Yan and others. They arrived at the yellow light ball in advance to set up the formation and poison. However, what they did not expect was that the opponent was extremely fast. When they were halfway through setting up the formation, they were already in trouble. Shibuyuan Liang Liang led people into the sphere, and the battle broke out instantly. However, what shocked Gan Shi and the others was that there were more than twenty Pure Land monks among the opponent's Qi Condensing monks. The ratio of personnel was seriously imbalanced. Fortunately, most of their formations had been laid out. In shock, they relied on formations and various poisons After dealing with each other, Gan Shi managed to fight evenly. Gan Shi suppressed his injuries and adopted a life-threatening fighting style. He no longer cared about whether there was a black shadow coming from outside. He fully activated the magic formations all over his body. The formations came out according to the spells. The opponent's Qi Condensing monks were attacked one after another, but Liang Liang had nothing to do with him. However, the sword cultivator's power was terrifying. When he also targeted the Qi Condensing monks of the Sprite Sect, the Sprite Sect's casualties increased rapidly. Although they were covered by formations, their strength was too different. Several people from the Sprite Sect were killed and injured after several encounters.
Gan Shi had no choice but to give up the group attack and concentrate on confronting Liang Liang. During the fight, the methods previously deployed by the Wangliang Sect slowly took effect. Liang Liang was poisoned several times and began to slowly relapse, and was finally killed by Gan Shi.
And just when Gan Shi was about to use all his strength to wipe out the opponent's group of people, unexpectedly, the ball wall behind him flashed with ripples, and a Zen master broke through the ball wall and sneaked up on him, hitting him in the back of the head with a stick. Gan Shi was in danger and couldn't dodge., his right leg was directly pierced by the tip of the Zen staff and flew into the air. This person was Zen Master Zhi Liao. At this time, his face showed a fierce light, like a crazy tiger, and Gan Shi had already lost a lot of mana, so he would be invincible against this person again.
While he was evading for a few breaths, Zen Master Zhiwei killed several Wangliang Sect people in succession. Gan Shi couldn't help but became furious. A stern look flashed in his eyes before he took out a Pill pill and swallowed it. Several percent of his mana was restored in an instant. After forcibly raising his magic power, he fought with him, but at this time, the poisonous gas was already spreading inside the sphere. Although Zen Master Zhiwei had closed his breath, under the risk-taking fighting method, he used his body to form formations from time to time, and the formations came out according to the magic. Of course, Zen Master Zhiwei knew that Gan Shiying had swallowed some kind of Pill that could stimulate his potential. He would not be able to hold on for long. Once the potion wore off, he would be slaughtered by him.
But he still underestimated Gan Shi. Gan Shi had been immersed in the art of formations for decades, and his life had become integrated with the formations. Every word and deed was filled with formations. When Zhiwei stepped back, he actually stepped into Gan Shi's hidden chain of formations. By the time he woke up, it was too late.
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, had no choice but to try his best to get out of the trap, but this formation was a formation set up by Gan Shi who did not hesitate to swallow Pill to stimulate his potential. The runes in it were intertwined and the spiritual power was crisscrossed.
Zen Master Zhiwei was really strong. He resisted Gan Shi's crazy attack and cast a spell to get out. However, his face was already red and his whole body had lost all his magic power. If he didn't breathe at this moment, he would be suffocated to death. He couldn't help but take a small breath in a hurry, but It was this breath that Gan Shi had planned for a long time. He knew that the formation alone could not kill this Zen master who was in the same realm as himself. When the surrounding air was extremely poisonous, he arranged a kind of pressure box poison in addition to the formation that he regarded as life-saving.
Poor Zhiwei, a Zen master with extraordinary magical power, finally succeeded in attaining the Tao. After a few breaths of resistance, his breath was gone, and Gan Shi took the opportunity to kill him with a palm.
But at this moment, the entire yellow sphere was already filled with dead bodies. Wangliang Sect Apart from Gan Shi, there were only six people left. Two were slightly injured, four were seriously injured, and Gan Shi himself fell to the ground exhausted.
In the end, two lightly injured disciples swallowed the elixir for Gan Shi, and he barely recovered. Looking at the dead bodies on the ground, Gan Shi and the other seven people walked out of the yellow sphere full of grief and anger. Since the battle was a stalemate between the two sides, most of the people on the other side destroyed their storage bags before they died, including the two foundation-building monks who also destroyed their spirit storage bags. Gan Shi did not get many elixirs from the opponent.
This made them Pill nervous for a while. There were still six people seriously injured in the first two battles in the Ganshi Spirit Storage Bag. Many Pill had been used on these people, and now four more people were seriously injured. Pill was even more stretched. The most terrifying thing at this time was that he failed to get the spirit storage bag from the other party, and the spirit storage bag on his own could only store eight people. After some treatment, he left two seriously injured disciples who were slightly conscious outside, and put the two seriously injured and unconscious disciples into the spirit storage bag. After Gan Shi and the remaining four took a short rest, they set foot on the ridge of the snow mountain.
At this time, Gan Shi was seriously injured both internally and externally. Nearly half an hour had passed, and they had only advanced halfway.
The following disciples rarely spoke since they emerged from the yellow sphere. They looked confused and desperate. They didn't know why there were so many monks on the other side.
"Master, this trap is really despicable." The stout Laojun Peak disciple behind him couldn't help but say while walking slowly. He felt aggrieved in his heart, knowing that he couldn't get out now. He just hoped that he could really persist in walking into the yellow sphere and pull a few more people on his back before he died.
With his yellow hair flying in the cold wind, Gan Shi stared straight ahead, "Haha, I, Wangliang Sect, really miscalculated this time, but I want them to pay a heavy price next time."
At the same time, he was silently thinking, "Baili, Junior Sister Gong, you must get out."