Even though Yun Yifei was galloping with all his might and was blessed by the speed talisman, he was still not as fast as the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Fortunately, Yun Yifei was far away from the battle group of several people before, and this place was not very far from the place where the formation was arranged. At this level, he would definitely be able to reach the place where the formation was arranged before the two of them caught up.

So Yun Yifei's tense heartstrings were slightly relaxed, but the level under his feet was not slow.

The two soul refining cultivators who were chasing naturally saw that the other party used the fast-moving talisman, but they didn't care too much, after all, the distance between the two was gradually shortening.

In their eyes, Yun Yifei was already a prey to be slaughtered, but he just admired the prey's fear of death before slaughtering.

Just as Yun Yifei was getting closer and closer to the place where the formation was arranged, the ordinary monk chasing behind him looked back at the battle between Senior Brother Li and Fang Zitong with some concern, then brushed the storage bag with one hand, and a flying sword shot with a bit of cold light.

Yun Yifei hurriedly used the turtle shell shield to block behind him, and a dull "bang" sounded, followed by a rude force reflected in the sea of ​​consciousness. Fortunately, his spiritual sense had been promoted to the foundation-building stage. Otherwise, this attack would have caused the shield to escape from his control. Even though he forcibly stabilized the turtle shell trembling, the spiritual sense was consumed a lot in this moment. After staggering under his feet, he continued to run forward.

Fan Shichong exclaimed lightly, a little surprised. When the degree slowed down slightly, he controlled the flying sword to circling in the air, and the light continued to stab him even more vigorously.

Another dull "bang" sound, and the flying sword pierced hard on the turtle shell shield. Even though Yun Yifei was prepared, the huge force coming from the shield made him uncontrollable.

The shield broke away from Yun Yifei's control and hit Yun Yifei hard on the back, knocked him out, and fell heavily to the ground, while a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Fortunately, Yun Yifei had practiced the Blood-Battle Body Strategy and the Dragon-Tempering Body Tempering Fist. Both of them had the effect of strengthening muscles and bones and tempering the body. At this time, his body was much stronger than that of ordinary monks. Although gravity knocked him away and fell down hard, the injuries he suffered were not serious.

Yun Yifei had no time to care about the turtle shell shield that was knocked away, and quickly got up and ran forward. While combing through the rolling blood in his body, he took out several talismans from the storage bag, and at the same time sacrificed a dark black shield to protect him.

This dark black shield was obtained from Cheng Wentong and had a high grade. Yun Yifei simply sacrificed and refined it. Because of the different attributes, he had never used it.

Yun Yifei's storage bag has many defensive magic weapons, most of which are obtained from killing other monks. Only Cheng Wentong's shield has a good grade. As for higher-level defensive shields, he also has the top defensive magic weapons given by his second uncle in his storage bag, that half a gourd.

It is only because the top magic weapon consumes serious spiritual power, and Yun Yifei's current cultivation level in the Qi training stage cannot fully utilize the magic weapon, so he has never used this defensive magic weapon.

The two cultivators of the Soul Refining Sect obviously knew this shield, and they were even more furious when they saw this, especially Fan Shichong, who yelled to tear him apart and avenge Cheng Wentong.

Just as the flying sword was hovering and about to stab, a figure rushed down from the mountain peak next to it, and it was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it came not far away from Fan Shi and rushed straight towards him with a blood-colored sword.

Fan Shizhong made a move twice, and was affected by some influence, and was a little far behind the cultivator with a slightly higher figure. At this time, he could see clearly that this figure was the spiritual corpse that had previously attracted the attention of the Dandao Sect, and the spiritual corpse was also targeting him.

Fan Shichong had to control the flying sword and turn the direction to face the spirit corpse. At the same time, his body retreated quickly because the degree of the spirit corpse made him quite afraid, so it was safest to increase the distance between the two.

The slightly taller cultivator saw that Fan Shichong was not inferior to the spirit corpse, so he felt relieved and continued to chase Yun Yifei, who was not too far away. At the same time, he brushed the storage bag with one hand, waved his arm forward, and a silver light rushed forward.

Yun Yifei hurriedly dodged, and the silver light fell to the ground. It was the skeleton puppet, holding a slender bone blade, and attacking it very quickly.

Yun Yifei quickly activated two talismans, and two magic tricks temporarily intercepted the skeleton puppet, and ran for more than ten breaths as fast as possible. Finally, he came to the place where the formation was arranged. He was very calm and slowed down slightly. At the same time, he secretly pinched the magic tricks with both hands. Seeing the slightly taller cultivator and the skeleton puppet rushed into the range of the formation, several magic tricks shot out quickly, and a beam of energy was shot out at several bases of the array almost at the same time, echoing each other, instantly forming a whole to cover the large area.

The monk with a slightly tall figure suddenly saw the surrounding energy fluctuations violently, and he secretly complained that his spiritual sense moved slightly. A bone shield defended his body. At the same time, he raised the array flags in his hand and shot towards the surrounding positions. However, the array flags had not been arranged yet, and the temperature around him instantly increased, and huge fireballs attacked him.

The attack power of the fireball is irrelevant to the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but in order to avoid damage to the array flags arranged by the slightly higher monks had to send out the means to intercept attacks within a range.

As the fire energy in the formation increased sharply, in just a few breaths, fire crows condensed and attacked slightly taller cultivators and skeleton puppets. The attack power of the fire crow should not be underestimated. Each fire crow is equivalent to an attack of an intermediate spell.

While the cultivator with a slightly tall figure intercepted the fire crow's attack, he condensed a spell from time to time to shoot it, trying to test the formation to find the flaws, but after trying it a few times, he gave up. He looked at the sky above the formation, raised his hand to throw out several talismans, and several spells bombarded with many fire crows, causing violent energy fluctuations.

With the raging energy fluctuations, the slightly taller monk quickly arranged the last few array flags and array plates, and then he shot out one after another to activate the formation. He saw the rich black air rotating like a tornado, and monsters formed by black mist condensed rush out from it, entangled with the numerous fire crows.

Yun Yifei could see clearly at the center of the formation. He was surprised when he saw the formation successfully arranged by the monk. After seeing the power of the formation, he felt relieved. It was obvious that his Fire Crow Formation was slightly stronger than the opponent's formation.

"Soul Refining Sect, die."

Yun Yifei wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly, and several magic tricks shot into the Fire Crow Formation again. The fire crows filled the surroundings gathered to the place where the monks were slightly taller. At the same time, nearly twenty fire crows gathered together and merged with each other to form a larger and stronger fire crow. The pressure released by the monks was almost equivalent to the primary and advanced spells cast by the monks.

Monsters composed of black fog were burned into nothingness by the powerful fire crows. The black fog tornado also turned into wisps of blue smoke under the siege of the fire crows. The black fog melted and weakened, and was finally cleared, revealing the slightly panicked monks and skeleton puppets inside.

The skeleton waved the bone spur and rushed forward. The slightly higher cultivator seemed to have no other attack methods, nor did he release attack methods. He followed the skeleton puppet closely, but he just condensed magic tricks from time to time and shot them deep into the formation. However, this temptation was destined to be useless, because Yun Yifei also released magic tricks from time to time to change the formation.

Faced with the attack of the Fire Crow, the monk with a slightly taller figure spent a lot of talismans. Even so, the skeleton puppet he controlled was bombarded to the point where he was about to collapse. Broken bones could be seen everywhere, and the defensive white bone shield was burned to charred pieces at this time, and the light was dim.

Yun Yifei was happy when he saw the monk's face showing anxiety. At this moment, he took out another Bagua mirror, observed for a while, and then galloped in one direction.

"Since you cannot find the flaws of the formation, then you will gallop straight in one direction. You will definitely walk out of the formation." This is exactly what the cultivator with a slightly taller figure thought at this time.

The Fire Crow Formation is a killing formation. In addition to attacking means, it will also cause the monk to feel disoriented after entering the formation. However, if you look for the opposite direction and walk straight, you will naturally be able to walk out of the formation, but this requires you to break through the attack method of the killing formation.

The bronze mirror in the hand of a slightly tall monk can obviously lock the direction.

(End of this chapter)
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