"Don't stop." The delicate female voice was a little cold, she glanced at Jun Feiran with a proud hatred, took a few steps back, and the spiritual power in the meridians penetrated into the dantian like a tide.

Ignoring Jun Feiran and Changsun Pu's surprised gaze, his hands kept drawing formation talismans in the void, and the formation composed of countless spiritual power rushed towards the position where Jun Feiran's palm was pressed.

With every move he swung after drawing the talisman, the soil under the three of them shook violently, as if the monsters coming from ancient times were about to wake up.

An empty song came into the ears of the three of them in slightest movement. Aohen stood there without any movement, his hands were constantly drawing the formation talisman without a pause. The sweat from his forehead kept slipping down. He carried Su Ruqing's spiritual power like a mouse every day and did not swallow him.

How could a soul use so much spiritual power? All the spiritual power has been absorbed by him and hidden deep in the space of the ruthless main hall. Fortunately, Su Ruqing only regarded that thing as an ordinary storage ring, so he did not find his secret at all.

"It's a big loss." Seeing that the spiritual power that he had stored for so long was constantly being exported, the formation was still unbreakable. Aohen gritted his teeth and smirked his teeth and pulled out all the spiritual power from Su Ruqing's meridians in one breath, and there was a faint smell of blood in his mouth.

As the last formation talisman fell on the back of Jun Feiran's hand, Su Ruqing's body shook violently. Just when she was so drowsy that she had not woken up, Jun Feiran's other arm had already stretched out, and he tightly pulled her body to prevent her from falling down.

Opening his eyes, Su Ruqing, who was weak all over his body, looked at the place where his other palm was pressing. The soil began to crack inch by inch, and the singing became clearer and clearer. He pushed Jun Feiran's arm away and stood up hard. He walked to the wall and leaned against the corner of the wall. Countless spiritual energy had automatically rushed into her body.

The Dantian, which had just been taken away by Aohen, rushed up roaring, quickly refining the spiritual energy into spiritual power, and then she breathed a deep breath after she recovered about 30% of her strength.

Seeing Changsun Pu's eyes turned white, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and pointed at him and said to Jun Feiran: "Your senior brother is attracted by the singing, I have no choice."

The song is not a dangerous thing, but a hypnotic ****. The ethereal song it sings contains some hint, which will make you do things according to the picture you think of.

In her previous life, she had already suffered from this thing. In this life, she didn't know if it was because of the existence of arrogance or something. She just felt a little uncomfortable at first, but now she doesn't feel much.

"Can you still talk?" In front of Jun Feiran, Su Ruqing didn't dare to show that she was different, although she knew that she was already very different from the past. She could only continue to pretend to be dead with an ostrich mentality.

After asking three consecutive times, no one answered her. Su Ruqing's brows were tightly locked together. Fortunately, the black shadow in the dantian still existed, which means that others are still here. I just want to leave here when I turn back and give her more spiritual power to recover.

The wall on the left had all fallen off countless soil, and dark blue stone bricks were exposed from it. In the middle of the left, a huge black jade door made of the hall appeared in front of the three of them.

Su Ruqing looked at the gate, and a spiritual power of the ruthless palace breath penetrated into it. "Squeak" the originally tall and indestructible jade gate seemed to be blown open by a gust of wind.

Seeing her pushing open the hall door and walking in, Jun Feiran returned to Changsun Pu's side and waved her sleeves. Changsun Pu, who had passed away, had disappeared.

The figures following Su Ruqing entered in total.

In the sky above them, countless cultivators had arrived here, and the red blood kept entering the ground carefully, and several familiar figures also appeared here.

Mei Keyun followed Ling Fanying, and they did not fight. After all, the Immortal Shadow Sect is not a small sect. Even if it is not a sect that crosses the Void Realm, it will not be underestimated.

There is also Ni Zhiming's place to accompany him. When he heard the news, he looked at the courtyard that had been rented out for half a month. His regret was about to turn green, but he did not dare to show any of it on his face.

I could only hide in the dark, watching the fight here, and secretly prayed that no one found out that the yard was his place. After living here for so many years, no one found that there was still a secret in this low and that, why was it discovered today? It was so big.

During the day, he received many complaints from cultivators that the spiritual energy of Wuningfang suddenly became much thinner, and he raised his head high and didn't believe this sentence at all.

When he came here, he found that there was indeed not much spiritual energy. He couldn't even stand here and try hard to absorb some spiritual energy from the air.

"President Qi, I didn't expect you to come too? Why are you standing here waiting for me?" A thick and thick voice rang out.

The head of the Huntian Sect touched his beard with one hand, and his eyelids snorted coldly at the old guy who was stepping towards the void without raising his eyelids. "If you don't wait for you to come, I believe that those disciples I sent out to experience will be harmed by you many times!"

This person is a famous Chongxu Sect in the Chongxu Realm. You can literally know how powerful this sect is. However, that happened a long time ago. Now Chongxu Sect is just as good as the Huntian Sect.

The seemingly friendly feeling was unwilling to accept both sides, let alone the two sects of disciples who met openly and secretly. There were many disciples who died at the hands of their opponents over the years.

Therefore, seeing his appearance of seventy-eighty-year-old pretending to be awesome, the people of the Huntian Sect sniffed it, which was a habit from top to bottom for many years.

"Why did I hear that someone has been in there long ago? You Huntian Sect are all hypocritical people. Let's go aside, I want to see what's the name here!" The figure in the void finally fell, and the pressure on the body made many cultivators with low cultivation levels in the audience panic. What's more, both legs were a little out of control.

The huge height made everyone look up at him, his face full of flesh, and two axes were clamped on his thick arms. Every step fell to the ground, and everyone felt the ground shake violently.

"Who heard what I said, why don't I know? Maybe you guys from the Xu Sect have already entered." Faced with the suspicion of the giant man, the head of the Huntian Sect retorted without changing his expression.
Chapter completed!