Even if pieces of spirit stones kept appearing in one of her hands, the spirit stones would quickly change from crystal clear to dull, and finally without any aura.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang also became increasingly pale, with sweat pouring from her forehead and temples.
Facing such an attack, she worked hard to maintain the defense of her cyan cloak, and most of her spiritual power had already been consumed.
She could only rely on continuously absorbing spirit stones and swallowing Pill to replenish her energy, but the consumption rate was still far faster than the rate of absorbing spiritual energy.
There was a thick layer of mutilated corpses of "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" piled on the ground around her, with blood flowing everywhere.
This shows that she is using a lot of mana every moment.??
Blood rain was still splashing all over the sky, and the tendons in his body began to tingle due to the over-rapid absorption of the spiritual energy in the spiritual stones.
This spiritual energy didn't even have time to be refined, so she poured it out from her hands using her body as a medium.
Under such circumstances, even if she still has a lot of spiritual stones and Pill that can restore her spiritual energy, she will not be able to sustain her for long.
Under the influence of the impurities in the spiritual energy that had not yet been refined, and the erosion of the erysipelas in Pill, the physical body collapsed first.
It was only fifteen breaths before she used "Wetland Thunder Bear" and she had moved forward about sixty feet.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang knew that she could no longer persist like this. She must immediately refine the violent spiritual power in her body.
She bit her silver teeth and immediately stopped the "Wetland Thunder Bear" from moving forward, letting it guard her side. She had to seize the time to adjust her breath and meditate.
Although she knew that this would be more dangerous, she had no choice but to die violently in the collision of spiritual energy.
However, this way, she could no longer resist attacks from the rear.
This "Wetland Thunder Bear" must completely protect her and block all attacks from all directions, and the consumption will also increase.
The hands of the female cultivator surnamed Yang turned into afterimages. She quickly replaced some unused low-level spiritual stones from the puppet's body and put ten middle-grade spiritual stones into it.
These ten middle-grade spiritual stones were accumulated through hard work, and she didn't have many in her hands.
The moment the middle-grade spirit stone was activated, "Wetland Thunder Bear" erupted with unprecedented light, and its momentum suddenly increased.
A pair of thick bear legs were firmly nailed to the ground, and his fists had turned into afterimages, shooting out dazzling dark blue light balls that scattered around.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang couldn't care less about the ten middle-grade spiritual stones and quickly closed her eyes.
She knew that if the "Wetland Thunder Bear" continued to explode like this, even with the support of mid-grade spiritual stones, it wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
But as long as she is delayed for at least a hundred breaths, she can get slightly better.
The surrounding "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" were helpless when facing this puppet. It was not a real creature and had no life.
Only the core of the formation has a third-level "Wetland Thunder Bear" spirit, and the puppet's refining materials are very strong, especially the defensive power of the core formation.
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These "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" are just two wings, equivalent to Foundation Establishment monks. They were able to force the female cultivator named Yang to this point by relying on a strange formation.
They can jointly exert a power that is almost as powerful as that of monk Golden Core Realm. Even so, they cannot destroy the opponent's body.
It is even more impossible to destroy the surface of the "Wetland Thunder Bear"'s body and inject venom into its body, causing it to be poisoned and die.
The only effective attack on this puppet is their sonic attack, which damages the essence refined into it.
But this puppet is of a very high level, and the formation at its core is even more exquisite. Most of the sound waves they emit are canceled out by the opponent.
Even if a few of them attack the spirit of "Wetland Thunder Bear", they will not be able to cause any harm to it. After all, it is a third-level Magic Beast spirit.
Therefore, "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" can only use blood and death to trap the opponent.
Just when the female cultivator surnamed Yang thought that she could exchange some money for a short period of time to recover, one of the surrounding "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" suddenly made a strange flying posture in the air.
Then, several more "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" followed him and flew up, making the same flying posture.
The "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" that was the first to make a strange flight suddenly spit out a very thin black thread from its mouth during its rapid flight and shot it at the "Wetland Thunder Bear".
The moment the black silk thread flew toward the "Wetland Thunder Bear", it shot out a ball of dark blue light and hit it squarely.
However, the black silk thread was not broken or shattered by the shock. Instead, it appeared soft and weak, and was shaken to one side by the force.
Then in an instant, one end of the black silk thread swung over, which made the "Wetland Thunder Bear" slightly startled.
And in just this moment, the black silk thread was wrapped around its boxer, but it did not explode with any power or corrosiveness.
After sensing this, the "Wetland Thunder Bear" felt doubtful, but could only continue to fight against the opponent amid attacks from all directions.
On the other hand, the "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" that spit out black threads deflated almost instantly, as if all its energy had been drained from its body in an instant, and fell to the ground.
Then, those "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" that made strange flying postures spit out extremely thin black threads and hit the enemy.
These black threads were very strange. Under the "Wetland Thunder Bear"'s counterattack, only twenty-three out of ten were blown away, and most of them hit his fists and arms.
The strength of the "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" that spat out black threads disappeared instantly, and each one fell headlong from the air.
At this time, more and more "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" began to make this flying posture, swaying in the cave like a group of demons dancing, which made people feel chilly.
The sky was like rain, and "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" fell one after another.
After these "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" fell to the ground, they did not die immediately. Instead, their bodies were cracked with bone-deep cracks, and dark red blood gushed out.
They let out shrill screams and kept flopping on the ground. They could neither fly nor die immediately. They were in great pain, as if they were suffering in purgatory.
As the black threads spit out by "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" flew out, the attack movements of "Wetland Thunder Bear" gradually slowed down.
Every blow it struck was extremely laborious, and soon it would no longer be able to protect the girl surnamed Yang safely.??
The female cultivator surnamed Yang also felt the crisis of life and death, and immediately opened her beautiful eyes. She looked at everything in front of her in horror.
"Dark Spirit Demon Bat" was screaming miserably on the ground, and was thrashing around. The entire corridor was about to be blocked.
Some "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" crawled towards her ferociously, baring their white teeth in pain, as if they were going to bite her before they died.
Like vicious ghosts crawling toward her with grievances, layers of cold shivers suddenly appeared on the fair skin of the female cultivator surnamed Yang.
There was no other sound in the ears of the female cultivator surnamed Yang, just a series of shrill screams, and a series of sad and ferocious bloody faces.
And she only meditated for about thirty breaths, thirty breaths. The time was really short, and she couldn't feel it at ordinary times.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang realized that these "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" were using an extreme form of self-mutilation attack.
Before, even if they were killed by themselves and the "Wetland Thunder Bear", they did not use this method.
Now just one look at the screams and screams on the ground, and the dense "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" that look like Shura ghosts, the female cultivator surnamed Yang knows that the pain caused by this kind of attack is more terrible than death.
Therefore, this kind of attack should also be an extreme attack method that "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" is least willing to use.
But at this time, she didn't have much time to think. The limbs of the "Wetland Thunder Bear" were bound by some silk threads.
At this moment, every time it punches, the light erupting from its body becomes more and more dazzling. It is extremely consuming the power of ten middle-grade spiritual stones.
The light on the body has already dimmed a lot. It is expected that in at most twenty more breaths, all its power will be wiped out.
It's just that its defense speed can no longer protect the female cultivator surnamed Yang much.
The cyan cloak on the body of the female cultivator surnamed Yang once again stirred up power. As soon as she used the magic technique, she felt intense pain and burning in all the muscles and veins in her body under the mad rush of spiritual power.
As if thousands of steel knives were stirring inside her body at the same time, she immediately groaned, and a stream of Yin Hong's blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
After smelling the smell of blood, "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" all around, even those "Dark Spirit Monsters" screaming on the ground...
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The "bats" became excited and flapped towards her faster.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang gritted her teeth and violently waved her cyan cloak, killing dozens of "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" that were shot like sharp arrows in excitement.
The courageous energy was exhausted, and she suddenly felt that the spiritual power in her body became intermittent, and the tendons in the arms she swung out seemed to be torn apart.
Her eyes instantly turned to deathly gray, and she knew that death was coming.
She lowered her arms feebly, and the essence of her natural "Wetland Thunder Bear" also sensed her danger and turned around with great effort.
The huge head looked down, with a hint of sadness in its eyes. It desperately punched out, causing the surrounding air to vibrate.
However, because it seemed to be pulled by silk threads, his movements were slow, and he only killed three or four "Dark Spirit Demon Bat", and then he was restrained again like an old man.
"I have been on the path to immortality for more than a thousand years, and once it turned into blood and mud."
The female cultivator surnamed Yang thought about this sentence in her heart. Today is the day she will die.
At the same time, she thought of some people.
"I hope they are all well! After searching for them for so many years, I still haven't been able to meet them."
Then, a dark cloud of "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" appeared in her eyes and flew towards her...
The female cultivator surnamed Yang suddenly showed a silent smile, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding space violently turbulent. She was not someone who could be manipulated.
When Dao disappears and dies, she can only end it by herself. No one can kill her.
At this moment, a deep voice sounded in the ears of the female cultivator surnamed Yang.
"Do you know Shuangzhongshan?"
The sound was so sudden that although it was inaudible among the countless shrill screams, it undoubtedly sounded like a thunderbolt in the ears of the female cultivator surnamed Yang.
She suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, but the aura on her body became more and more uncontrollably violent.
The black mass of "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" rushing towards her eyes was gone, replaced by an unreal and illusory figure, and that person's back filled her entire field of vision.
The black shadow turned its back to her, and with its wave of hands, it shot out a mountain of heavy palm shadows, and the surrounding "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" exploded into clouds of blood.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang was horrified. She was not horrified by the opponent's strength, but she was just not good at such a tough attack like a reckless man.
Those "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" screamed in anger, spitting out extremely thin black threads, although they were wrapped around the opponent's fists and arms.
But as soon as it touched it, it was burned cleanly by something, which could not restrain the man's hands and feet at all.
She could feel that the opponent's strength was at most similar to Song Rongdao's, and his spiritual power fluctuations were extremely strong, but judging from his aura, he seemed to be so different from her own.
However, what frightened her even more was what the other party said, that person's name!!!