I, the cannon fodder female supporting role, what happened to me?

Pang Wei was angry, but smiled again.

He was also afraid that this group of people were able to escape the disaster last time only by luck with the help of the power of the integration stage.

Now it seems they have a way to use this power repeatedly.

If he could find out how to increase his strength, he would no longer have to worry about the other five sects' combined-stage monks!
  Pang Wei raised his hand to play the long flute, but Sheng Xi punched him faster.

The void shattered, and Pang Wei was forced to retreat. His cheek only slightly touched Sheng Xi's fist, and the pain was as if his bones were broken.

The combined power in this girl's hands was stronger than he imagined!
  Pang Wei endured the pain, quickly distanced herself from Sheng Xi, and played the long flute.

Yin Yu was stern, but soon stopped, and Sheng Xi's fist came again.

Pang Wei's figure disappeared on the spot, and soon reappeared elsewhere, playing the instrument again.

However, as soon as a syllable was sounded, Sheng Xi's fist flew out again.

The power at the level of integration can directly shatter the surrounding spiritual energy. The sound wave blown by Pang Wei was shattered in the fist wind before it even got close to Sheng Xi.

The sound of Xiao suddenly stopped, and Pang Wei was forced to move his position.

The murderous music is intermittent, and its power is greatly reduced. It is no longer what it used to be.

On the other side, the battle situation between Yuan Xian and others is also very stalemate.

The Blood Demon Flower fell into a deep sleep after eating the old Medicine Queen, and Sheng Xi lost two major helpers.

She had already released the White Tiger and the other half of the Frost Moon Wolves, called out all the ones she could, and even regretted not bringing the Polar Bear with her.

But this is Tianyin Pavilion's base camp, so it's more convenient for the other party to shake people.

After Pang Wei and Han Zhilu joined the battlefield, Han Jinyuan quickly called a large number of Yuanying and Jindan monks from Tianyin Pavilion.

Although these disciples of Tianyin Pavilion were average in strength, they were too numerous and cooperated well, which turned this encounter into a tug-of-war.

Even Lu Xiang, who originally stayed behind to guard the position, joined the battlefield with his braised crayfish puppet to share the pressure for Yuan Xian and others.

Brother Squidward and Han Zhilu struggled together, and the spiritual energy surged in the dark red blood mist. Blue or red blood continued to spill out and fell to the ground, corroding a large area.

Li Duojin saw this scene for the first time, his scalp was numb, and he kept activating the protective magic weapon on his body to protect Wen Zheming and others, for fear of dying.

After Pan Huai and Wen Zheming finished treating the injured monsters together, they glanced at the shaken battlefield and trembled: "The blocking formation of the teleportation talisman has been unlocked by Yan Che. Let's retreat quickly."

Xiao Liluo happened to be repelled by three Nascent Soul Stage monks and fell beside them. Hearing this, he said without thinking: "The revenge of Third Senior Brother has not been avenged, why retreat?"

He grabbed the Ninth Grade Great Return Pill handed over by Li Duojin, took a big gulp of it, chewed on his bulging cheeks, then rushed out with his sword again, and started fighting with the monks from Tianyin Pavilion.

The speed was so fast that Pan Huai didn't even have time to help him check whether he was injured: "The opponent is so much stronger than us, how can we take revenge?"

Li Duojin looked at him faintly: "If you two unlucky guys hadn't been hunted down, we wouldn't have fought against them so quickly."

Sheng Xi originally planned to arrange three God-destroying arrays in advance that could kill the combined stage, and then lure Han Zhilu out of Tianyin Pavilion and kill him.

If Pang Wei doesn't move, then he is lucky and can save his life.

If Pang Wei or the old pavilion master shows up after Han Zhi, then use the extra prepared God-Destroying Formation to kill them together.

Anyway, these two are not good things.

In order to set up the God-Destroying Array, Yan Che, a stingy man, went to Li Duojin and bought a lot of precious materials.

Not only were the high-grade spiritual stones scattered in large quantities, but even the top-grade spiritual stones that had been treasured for many years were taken out, making everyone suspect that he had been taken away.

Unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the changes. When they arrived outside Fanhai City, they saw that Hu Songyuan and Pan Huai's lives were hanging by a thread.

There are still opportunities for revenge. Hu Songyuan and Pan Huai only have one life, which is why they have the exciting battlefield now.

Looking at the Wenxin Sect members who were locked in a bitter fight, Hu Songyuan felt guilty: "I'm sorry, it's me who has caused you trouble."

Li Duojin let out a long sigh: "Didn't it hinder me from earning spiritual stones?"

Pan Huai: "Huh?"

Li Duojin was even more resentful: "It's rare to see Yan Che be so generous. The price of the materials I sold him has doubled." "These materials are no longer needed now. With how stingy he is, he will definitely ask me to return them later. "

"How many spiritual stones do I have to lose?!"

The more Li Duojin thought about it, the more heartache he felt, clutching his chest as if someone was digging out his heart.

Pan Huai was dumbfounded.

Is now the time to count on this?

Is money more important than life?
  And even if you return it, you won’t lose money!
  Profiteer!

……

Not far away, Han Jinyuan was injured by Yuan Xian and retreated to the rear of the battle line, hiding under the layers of protection of the Tianyin Pavilion monks.

He took the healing elixir and secretly wondered about the strength of the Xin Sect group.

The overall strength of the Zhengnan Spiritual World is boosted by a few Fusion Stage monks at the top. The combat effectiveness of ordinary monks is very average.

Because they came to power by rebelling against their master, these ancestors in the Fusion period were afraid of a recurrence of the past, and invariably suppressed qualified disciples in their sect.

Coupled with the unfair distribution of training resources, even Tianyin Pavilion, one of the six major alliances, has only a limited number of Nascent Soul stage monks who can go out to fight.

The wolves consumed a large number of golden elixir stage monks.

Yuanrongliu is not very strong, but it is very powerful as a stumbling block.

There are also Yuan Xian and Xiao Liluo who become more courageous as they fight.

Yan Che was protected by the two people behind him. The talisman and formation plate in his hands turned out to be flowers, and he blocked the sonic attacks of the sound cultivators from outside the formation.

Lu wanted to work side by side with him, controlling the big red Crayfish puppet to fight while throwing magic weapons to blow up people.

The most hateful one is Wen Zheming.

After treating the injuries of Hu Songyuan and the injured monster, he actually took out the alchemy furnace and started making alchemy on the spot, not worrying about his own life at all.

This is simply the top level of ridicule from Dan Xiu.

Compared to them, Li Duojin, who was still putting defensive talismans on the protective formation, Hu Songyuan, who was seizing the time to adjust his breathing, and Pan Huai, who was scratching his head and head in anxiety, were much more normal.

As for Sheng Xi, he used the external cultivation of the second level of Qi Refining to launch an attack in the combined stage. Because it was too outrageous, it was automatically filtered by Han Jinyuan's brain.

Compared to her, a close fight between Brother Squidward in the early stage of becoming a god and Han Zhilu in the great perfection of becoming a god seemed extremely normal.

Suddenly, Yan Che turned his hand, and countless spiritual power threads shining with blue light appeared between his fingers.

These spiritual power threads are numerous in number, but not messy. Each one spreads to the feet of Tianyin Pavilion disciples, intertwining into a large and complex formation.

Yuan Xian and Xiao Liluo, who were originally rushing to kill the enemy, retreated in perfect agreement and flew to Yan Che's side.

The Yin Cultivators who were besieging the Wenxin Master brothers realized that something was wrong, but unfortunately they were a moment too slow. The formations under their feet lit up and moved quickly, blowing them away.

Yinxiu's body was weak, and many people's bodies collapsed.

These Nascent Soul Stage monks were injured or died, directly reducing one-third of their numbers.

Fu Xiu is fragile, but once he masters the rhythm of battle, he is a powerful killing weapon.

Yuan Xian and Xiao Liluo were trying to buy Yan Che time so that he could arrange the formation with peace of mind.

A stream of milky-white Nascent Soul emerged from the remaining bodies of the Yin Cultivators and quickly flew into the distance, trying to escape from the battlefield.

Lu Xiang quickly threw a golden rice bowl engraved with complicated runes into the sky.

The golden rice bowl flipped down, covering the Nascent Souls of those Yin cultivators, trapping them on the battlefield.

Yuan Xian and Xiao Liluo rushed out without hesitation, divided their troops into two groups, and strangled the panicked Nascent Souls.

Cutting the grass and rooting out the roots has always been a good virtue of the Wenxin Sect. (End of chapter)