The light of the formation is weakening.

The flow of nodes in the square formation is getting slower and slower.

Under the attack of Wanfa Sect disciples, Liuguang's formation had flickered out of frame.

Just like imaging equipment, it is short-circuited due to poor contact.

As time passed by, the disciples of Wanfa Sect were nervous but could not help but smile.

This long period of suffering and exhaustion is finally coming to an end.

"Work harder." Li Shengli yelled, pouring the magic power from both palms into the magic circle.

"Break the formation."

"Break the formation!"

A sound like a mountain cry echoed among the disciples of Wanfa Sect, and the magic light condensed into magic energy shot out.

The ripples and ripples of the magic circle in front of me became more and more intense, and a long crack appeared throughout.

Immediately afterwards, as if a chain reaction occurred, the cracks spread to all directions, and the formation that lay upside down on the ground was finally broken under the attacks of many Wanfa Sect disciples.

Only a crisp sound lingered in everyone's ears.

The formation fragments flashed past everyone, and finally turned into dots of starlight.

"The formation is broken."

Forty or fifty Wanfa Sect disciples cheered happily.

Their efforts for so long were not in vain, they finally broke the formation.

Li Shengli waved his hand and said: "Whoever enters the ruins will get the opportunity."

Everyone turned into escaping light and flew toward the ruins in front of them.

However, when they entered this palace complex, they discovered that this place did not look like a place of inheritance where important treasures were placed, but instead looked like a battlefield.

"Senior brother, something is wrong." Chu Xuezhou nervously called to Li Shengli.

There was no precious light within the palace complex, nor was there the opportunity they imagined.

The huge palace in front of me has its gates closed.

Li Shengli seemed to be aware of it.

He used his magic power to push open the door in front of him.

There was only a little light in the empty hall, and a faceless stone statue held a cold lotus in its hand.

"What is that?"

Li Shengli's pupils narrowed slightly: "Seal?!"

There are no treasures in the palace, and the treasures lingering in the formation are all artificially shaped.

There is no relic inside at all, but it looks like a seal of something.

Zhang Ran raised his hand slightly, and the white bone lotus platform that had been arranged long ago grew out of the original formation.

Li Shengli took out the map of the ruins he had obtained. He suddenly realized something. When he looked up, the light curtain had enveloped them again.

"not good!"

The disciples of Wanfa Sect were still unclear about the situation, but they all understood that there might be a big problem, and were about to use their own magic power to form a light shield.

Plop, plop...

All of them collapsed on the ground.

"poisonous."

Li Shengli immediately held his breath, and the pores all over his body were completely closed.

But it was too late, he couldn't help but sit cross-legged on the ground.

Looking at the people lying on the ground, Zhang Ran walked slowly over, his expression neither happy nor sad.

Finally, he passed the crowd and walked to the faceless stone statue, staring at the lotus in the palm of the stone statue.

Everyone was still in panic and fear, and they didn't pay much attention to someone walking past.

Without their magic power, their bodies couldn't adapt for a while, and then they fell to the ground.

Zhang Ran murmured: "We finally got here."

"you……."

Li Shengli stared at Zhang Ran, gritting his teeth and trying to mobilize his magic power.

Zhang Ran looked down at Li Shengli and his fellow disciples who had fallen to the ground, and said calmly: "Don't waste your strength, senior fellow apprentices."

"The formation prepared by adding magic-breaking dust and forbidden magic fruit will specifically suppress the monk's magic power."

"It seems to be working well now."

"It's not in vain that I've been doing this for the past two months."

"Why."

Li Shengli asked sternly, and as he spoke, he touched the token at his waist.

As long as they crush the token in their hands, the sect can locate their location, and the sect will definitely send monks to rescue them.

Zhang Ran didn't care about Li Shengli's little moves, but just watched quietly: "Without magic power, the token cannot be broken."

"Without magic power, you can't do anything."

Li Shengli stood up, stared at Zhang Ran and said, "Don't forget, you are also in the formation. We just lost our mana for a while and were unable to maintain balance."

"You also have no magic power. Do you think you are a match for forty or fifty people?"

He didn't know why Zhang Ran did this, but now that everything had happened, they couldn't sit still and wait for death.

As long as Zhang Ran, the mastermind, is restrained, all problems can be solved.

The rest of the disciples were still shocked at being tricked by Zhang Ran, and now they also realized belatedly that they had the advantage of having more people.

No matter how you look at Zhang Ran, there is only one person. Even if he only has the strength of his physical body, if forty or fifty people beat him, it should be Zhang Ran who is afraid, not them.

Li Shengli took action angrily. Even if he only had the strength of his physical body, his peak foundation-building strength was enough to defeat Zhang Ran, who was only in the early stage of foundation-building in front of him.

"Bang."

Li Shengli's body flew out and hit the wall hard.

"cough."

Blood spilled from the mouth.

The whole person was like a cooked prawn hunched over and falling to the ground, with a distorted face.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

He is at the pinnacle of foundation building.

Although physical skills are not a compulsory subject for monks, at their level, the physical body is also extraordinary.

The improvement of the realm will increase the strength of the body. Even if he can't use magic, he should be better.

However, it was him who fell here.

"Too weak."

As he spoke, Zhang Ran's face changed drastically.

The bone cuticle turned into a mask and covered his face, covering the left half of his face.

Even a head of black hair was instantly dyed white and turned into cuticle covering the head.

Not only the head, but the body also changed, and the originally flesh-colored skin turned white.

To him, the fellow disciple in front of him had no magic power and was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

More than ten monks walked into the open formation, and the disguise of human skin was torn off, revealing their true white bodies.

White body, black eyes, scarlet pupils.

Their looks are not weird, they all look like humans, but they have different cuticles, some have horns and some don't.

Zhang Ran was not interested in explaining to his fellow disciples of Wanfa Sect, so he walked up to Lotus and stretched out his still human arm.

Just when he was about to touch the lotus, he heard a roar in the distance.

"Boom."

"Bang bang bang."

A high-speed moving figure appeared in the empty mountain outside the formation.

The hair is disheveled and the blood is scattered.

The bloody robe was stained with mud, and he looked so embarrassed.

Judging from his flesh and bones, he is none other than Master Shiyin.

As soon as he broke in, Master Shiyin saw the palace complex shrouded in a huge formation and Zhang Ran inside the formation, and then shouted: "Help!"

Saying that, Master Shiyin plunged into the formation.

The formation, which was not strong to begin with, shook for a while.

Zhang Ran frowned.

When did the demon cultivators in Mo Palace become so capable that even Jin Dan was at a disadvantage?

So much so that Master Shiyin fled to him to ask for help.
To be continued...