Outside the formation, hearing the violent roar inside the formation, the effeminate middle-aged man and the old man in brown were anxious, and their expressions were very ugly.
When they were just scanning the tokens around their waists, they suddenly discovered that there was a strange contrast between the red dots and green dots inside.
"Impossible, Pojun Sect How come so few people died, but all of Elder Ling's team died?"
The feminine middle-aged man had a look of disbelief on his face, and at the same time, he continued to use magic techniques in his hands, accelerating the bombardment formation.
The old man in brown clothes also didn't believe it at all. Even if the two of them led any team to fight against the Pojun Sect, even if the opponent had a large array of support, it would not be the case if the battle losses of both sides were compared.
This is completely a one-sided result, and the weak side is still our own side.
"Isn't it possible that they have Dharma Treasure with a short-term covering rule in their hands? The large formation in front of them is not that powerful at all?"
The old man in brown clothes was also attacking while listening to the violent explosions that kept coming from the formation. He was a little confused.
He was thinking in his mind whether he should retreat first and go find Elder Han.
However, from the time Ling Shan disappeared until now, there were only a dozen breaths left. They couldn't believe that even Ling Shan could die.
The opponent was a much stronger elder than them, and under Ling Shan, there were also three extremely powerful Nascent Soul Cultivator.
As soon as the two of them realized that something was wrong, they rushed over. In such a short time, what kind of help could Pojun Sect have, so that Lingshan and his team could all fall in about ten breaths?
Moreover, the two of them were also attacking this formation. Although they did not attack it, they could still take the opportunity to judge the power of this formation and how it was possible to kill everyone in such a short period of time.
Especially inside, there were powerful monks like Elder Ling, which made the two of them think about retreating immediately.
But when I heard the continuous crackling sound inside, I felt that there were other possibilities. After all, the Mountain and River Picture is also a space, and it is also a Dharma Treasure.
Of course, other Dharma Treasure can cover up some rules in a short period of time, and if they retreat due to this.
If Elder Ling and the others are really still fighting inside, then once they retreat, they will really fall into the trap!
At this moment, inside the large formation in front of them, at almost the same position as their attack position, there was also a more violent roar.
"Is this what Elder Ling sensed and rushed towards?"
The old man in brown clothes was already shaken, and became even more confused. The eyes of the feminine middle-aged man also flickered rapidly.
"No, this looks like a trap!"
The feminine middle-aged man said quickly. He noticed something was wrong, but even though he said so, he could not make his own judgment.
After all, if they don't save him, Master Wei will definitely be furious when they go out, especially Ling Shan, who may not trust them again in the future.
"Ka ka ka..."
Cracks suddenly appeared on the formation, and the roar in the formation was even closer at this moment.
"Be careful and break it first!"
The old man in brown clothes shouted low, and at the same time, he attacked more fiercely. He had similar thoughts, but he was less willing to lead people to escape than the feminine middle-aged man.
The feminine middle-aged man's eyes also flashed with sternness. Now that things have come to this, he should break the formation first and prevent himself and others from entering.
Anyway, if Pojun Sect can kill Elder Ling and the others, it will only rely on the power of the large formation. In a real face-to-face situation, one's own side has more people and is not afraid of the other side at all.
"Boom!"
Amidst a loud sound that soared into the sky, the formation suddenly exploded at this moment, turning into violent winds that swept around.
And at the moment when the formation exploded, a familiar figure suddenly appeared.
The old man in brown clothes and the feminine middle-aged man were delighted because the figure was holding a long red whip in his hand.
But then the two left a wisp of Divine Sense in the token, and they felt something was wrong, because the number of green dots in the token did not increase.
However, that person clearly looked like Elder Ling.
"Careful!"
The feminine middle-aged man immediately shouted loudly, and his body quickly floated backwards. The old man in brown clothes also immediately retreated.
After all, the two of them still had expectations in their hearts at the moment when the formation was broken, hoping that Elder Ling and the others would be masked by Dharma Treasure.
Just because of this little bit of hesitation in anticipation, the plump figure in the fog arrived in front of the old man in brown clothes.
At the same moment, the figure of "Elder Ling" opposite him suddenly grew much taller, and the red whip in his hand turned into a crescent-shaped gauntlet, which cut straight into the face of the old man in brown clothes.
"Fell into a trap!"
The old man in brown clothes roared, and a light flashed in his hand, and he waved out the iron ruler that he had been carrying for a long time.
"Ding!"
Sparks flew everywhere, instantly blocking the opponent's crescent moon
The old man in brown clothes had long been prepared for the gauntlet, so naturally he couldn't let the opponent hit him with one blow.
But at the same time as he was blocking, his body trembled violently, and then he was struck backwards by lightning. He did not expect that the force of the opponent's blow was so powerful that it was unimaginable.
This made his original plan of taking the opportunity to counterattack after blocking it come to nothing.
"It's that Devil Race..."
A thought flashed through the old man in brown clothes. They had already read the information of monk Pojun Sect Spirit Transformation too many times.
But he never thought that someone could knock him away with just one blow, which made him make two consecutive misjudgments in a short period of time.
The first time, he failed to escape immediately; the second time, it was about how he could not receive the opponent's blow.
The old man in brown clothes also thought of Mu Guyue, the only Spirit Transformation monk among the Pojun Sect who had not received much information, but the other party was definitely Spirit Transformation in the early stage.
"Tsk!"
With a soft sound, his head immediately flew up in the next moment, and from the other side in the thick fog, another crescent-shaped gauntlet struck his neck fiercely.
Because the old man in brown clothes never dreamed that he could not even take a single move from the enemy, even if he was on guard.
But later on, he was defeated at the first touch. To him, it was a matter of haste.
This caused the mana in the brown-clothed old man's body to have no time to distribute throughout his body. He only blocked a blow from the front, but his head had already flown up and turned into dots of starlight in an instant.
In a battle between masters, no matter where you are allowed to make consecutive mistakes, a momentary mistake can cost you your life.
With the combat power of Mu Guyue, even Li Yan may not dare to say how much advantage it can gain by comparing it purely with strength.
When in "Dizhen Domain", Mu Guyue can fight with the early monks of Spirit Transformation, let alone her now!
Ninety percent of the monks of the North Pasture Realm have only heard of Devil Race and have never fought against this race, so they have no idea about the power of Devil Race.
Although I heard that Devil Race is good at fighting, which monk would think that he can't even take a blow of the same level as Devil Race?
This is also the reason why Qingqing Continent was defeated in the first place, and it is also the reason why Desolate Moon Continent gathered the power of the entire continent to deal with an army of Devil Race.
In most cases, the monks on these two continents have to gather the strength of several people to surround a Devil Race warrior. Unparalleled geniuses like Shuang Qingqing are rare.
And almost at the same time, a silver spear pierced the figure's head, the feminine middle-aged man
The man also reacted while retreating in the flash of lightning.
He took action almost at the same time as the black shadow. He saw the black shadow attacking his companion, but while he was retreating, he did not sense that someone was taking action against him.
As a result, his floating figure also slowed down slightly, and it was naturally impossible not to help the old man in brown clothes. That black shadow was none other than Mu Guyue. After she succeeded in the attack, she felt relieved.
Mu Guyue also succeeded in a sneak attack. She wanted the other party to have the same mentality as Ling Shan, as long as she had a moment of fighting opportunity.
The so-called fighter opportunity is often fleeting, and as a former demon general who has fought in hundreds of battles, Mu Guyue wants that moment.
Regardless of whether the old man in brown clothes had some back-up plan, he would never have time to use it in the face of her full blow.
Mu Guyue had already prepared a defense during the sneak attack. Just when the silver spear was about to pierce her cheek, her feet slipped in advance, and her whole body dodged to the side like a slippery fish.
And at this moment, black shadows behind Mu Guyue broke out of the formation, it was Pojun Sect monks.
They didn't go out immediately just now because Mu Guyue himself wanted to launch a full blow without dispersing the demonic energy in his body.
"Gouge!"
With Yu Banjiang shouting loudly, monk Pojun Sect once again struck out like a straight bolt of lightning.
Once Mu Guyue takes over with the feminine middle-aged man, he can no longer let the opponent disappear. The short-distance charging speed will not wait for the opponent's figure or flight Dharma Treasure to start again.
Similarly, Ren Yanyu's figure also appeared in a flash. The formation was broken. Her expression was also very tired. There was a large dark red blood stain on the red dress on her chest.
In just a short period of time, she was also seriously injured.
When two monks of the same level jointly attack the formation, if she relies on the formation to defend desperately, although there is still a high chance that she will be broken through and she will still be injured, it will not be like now.
But before, she had to allocate a lot of mana to simulate Lingshan's attack.
On the one hand, she still had to control the formation, which was like being broken down bit by bit by the opponent, which required her to put in more energy and mana.
However, although the formation was broken now, as soon as Ren Yanyu came out, he saw monk Spirit Transformation from Mingyan Sect, but only a feminine middle-aged man was left.
A cheerful smile appeared on her face.
"This battle is wonderful... Junior Sister Mu, let me help you!"
With a chuckle, Ren Yanyu ignored his injuries and rushed towards the battle group in the thick fog like a red cloud of fire...