Xianlu Spring and Autumn

As soon as he entered the formation, the meteorite suddenly moved!

The ghost wing is like a snow-white bat, drawing curved arcs between the gaps in the black stones.

This person is not bragging, he is indeed unique in his body skills, swift and elegant, if there is no accident, at most three breaths of effort, the ghost wings will be able to sweep to the opposite side.

After entering the battle, Ghost Wing looked solemn, silently calculating the speed of the black stone.

The nearby black stones, like the movement of stars, smashed together!

A group of soul race stood on the edge of the abyss, watching silently.

……

After a breath, Ghost Wing showed a confident smile in his eyes!

Although the black stone's speed was fast, it was still a bit behind his body skills.

In less than two breaths, Ghost Wing's face changed drastically!

The black stone did not hit him, but there was an unspeakable strange force in the air outside him.

His speed suddenly slowed down, as if he had fallen into a swamp, unable to extricate himself. After a moment, his physical body seemed to have encountered countless heavy grinding discs of heaven and earth!

puff!

The ice-white protective gas mask shattered in an instant!

Ghost Wing reached out to touch the storage bag, but the speed was extremely slow, and time seemed to be frozen.

chi chi-

Ghost Wing's pale skin, like the thin ice surface of thousands of horses galloping past, cracked instantly, and blood splashed out!

"Brother Dao, help me—"

Ghost Wing wailed for a long time, sensing an unusually bad feeling, his heart trembled, and he urgently called for help.

The third breath has arrived!

boom!

With a bang, Ghost Wing Nascent Soul's late-stage body exploded and shattered into flying blood-colored powder, not even the soul was left behind!

A group of souls looked at the black stone that was slowly returning to its original position in the void ahead.And the cloud of blood mist in the middle, dumbfounded!

In just three breaths of time, a monk in the late Yuanying period, without even making a decent resistance, was inexplicably blown into minced meat, this formation of Taiyimen.It's a bit too scary!

Before the battle started, a monk in the late Nascent Soul was lost, and the souls inevitably felt strange and ominous.

Gui Daolin also constricted his pupils, the incident happened so fast, even if he wanted to rescue him, it was too late.

All the souls turned their gazes to Gui Daolin, with a cautious look on their faces. At this moment, no matter how much Gui Daolin promised.I'm afraid they won't go into the water either.

Gui Daolin looked to the side, and said in a gloomy voice, "Yunhe, did you see clearly what's going on?"

The elegant-looking Ghost Yunhe looked solemnly, looked at the void in front of him, squinted his eyes slightly and said: "There must be an invisible force that is so powerful that it cannot be resisted in the formation, and it directly crushed the ghost wings. This force, I am afraid Only when there is an object with a breath of life, it will be activated after it enters, and all the wilderness halberds of Dao brothers can pass through it easily."

Gui Daolin nodded slightly, and looked up to the sky!

This meteorite moat is obviously impossible to have no boundaries, the black stone at the top.After reaching a height of hundreds of feet, it reaches the edge, and then there is nothingness in the void.

Following Gui Daolin's gaze, the other soul races looked up, their eyes gradually brightened.

"I advise everyone not to think of flying over from high in the sky. There must be an extremely powerful restriction there, which is closely connected with this meteorite moat. It is impossible for the other party to leave such a big hole for us to drill."

Ghost Yunhe poured cold water on all the soul clans, and said again: "Except for Brother Daolin, who should be able to force his way through, the rest of us may have to find a way to break through the obstruction of this meteorite barrier in order to pass."

All the soul races frowned, each thinking up their minds.

Ghost Dao Linxing Master mobilized the crowd to come, obviously it is impossible to retreat here, he pondered for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "I will enter the formation and rush, you wait here for me!"

"Brother Dao can't!"

Ghost Yunhe quickly stopped and said: "This battle is no small matter, you are the No. 1 under the ancestors of our clan, you should not take risks lightly."

Gui Daolin put his hands behind his hands, and smiled proudly: "Although I don't know the formation, but I want to break the formation if I don't enter the formation, I must be dreaming! I can't wait to slaughter the Taiyi Gate, since I can't find it The method of breaking the formation, I will enter the formation and smash these stones."

After finishing speaking, Gui Daolin stepped into the void and walked into the formation step by step.His figure has entered the artistic conception space unconsciously.

A group of souls were shocked, their spiritual sense could no longer grasp Gui Daolin's position, even though he was clearly not far in front of them.

Gui Daolin's speed was extremely slow, and after entering the formation, black stones rushed in again!

"Crush it for me!"

Gui Daolin's footsteps were fixed, he looked at the black stone that was rushing the fastest, let out a loud shout, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he punched out fiercely with a punch!

boom!

Black stone, crushed into powder!

A group of soul races, their eyes lit up.

As soon as Gui Daolin saw it was effective, he immediately used his hands and feet, his movements were simple and neat, but every hit seemed to contain a terrifying power that smashed stars, and mercilessly blasted the hard black stone into powder.

His shooting speed was as fast as lightning, as if he was not affected by the invisible force field in the formation.

In fact, he is now in his own artistic conception space, how could the force field of another space affect him, but the barriers of his artistic conception space are still subject to the impact of the grinding force, and are rapidly thinning.

"Taiyi Sect is really not simple, after all, it is a great sect with profound heritage!"

After swinging a dozen or so punches, the artistic conception space around Gui Dao Lin shattered without a sound and had to be opened again.

It seems that this old man is making good progress, but in fact, the more stones he smashed, the more stones rushed towards him. Even the black stones in the distance began to slowly rush towards him.

If he insists on smashing all the black stones completely, and then let the souls pass by, his primordial mana will be exhausted. At that time, let alone dealing with Yuelong Taoist, other Nascent Soul monks of Taiyimen, say Maybe he can be cleaned up.

……

Bang bang bang bang—the sound of the explosion never stopped.

Gui Daolin's face was stern, he made one move after another, his eyes were piercing.

Gui Qingyu, Gui Yunhe, Guimu Yao and many other cultivators with good eyesight gradually sensed that something was wrong. The aura of Gui Daolin was receding, which was a sign of the intense consumption of Yuanshen's mana.

Everyone couldn't help being slightly puzzled, although Gui Daolin's attack was fierce, but it didn't happen after only a hundred hits.

They didn't know that Guidaolin's artistic conception space had been shattered seven or eight times in silence.

"I'll cover, you rush over!"

After a while, Gui Daolin suddenly frowned and yelled!

The faces of all the souls turned black, and they thought to themselves that even if you smashed all the stones, we can't resist that invisible space force!

Ghost Wing's death was still fresh in the memory of all the soul races.

"What are you staring at, that power of space has weakened a lot, hurry up!"

Gui Daolin drank again!

In fact, it was true. Every time he crushed a black stone, he could clearly feel that the grinding force of the space outside his body had weakened a little.

Gui Qingyu and the late Nascent Soul cultivators who were standing in the front looked at each other when they heard his words, and there was still some hesitation in their eyes.

"Hurry up, is there no limit to the mana of an old man?"

Gui Daolin's eyes swept across the crowd fiercely, his eyes were as fierce as a beast, and his voice was already roaring.

The hearts of all the souls trembled, Gui Qingyu, Gui Yunhe and the others exchanged glances again and nodded slightly.

The sound of breaking through the sky sounded, and the five late Nascent Soul cultivators rushed out at the same time, almost in no particular order.

The grinding force came again, and many black stones also fell on the five of them.

Gui Daolin's figure was like the wind, outside the five people, flashing left and right, up and down, punch after punch, smashing all the black stones that hit the five people, without missing a half.

After a few breaths of time, Gui Qingyu and the other five arrived at the opposite side. Although their skins were broken and blood was oozing from the corners of their mouths, their breathing was steady. It could be seen that they were only injured on the flesh.

The rest of the soul race, seeing the five pass by safely, all breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Gui Daolin did not lie, and that the power of space had indeed weakened.

Gui Daolin swept back to the other side, and shouted to all the remaining souls: "What are you still hesitating about, hurry over!"

All the soul clans responded with a loud bang, and after opening the protective air shield, they rushed forward together!

After entering the formation, Gui Daolin still punched and smashed the incoming black stone, sending powder flying.

But the strength gap among the Nascent Soul cultivators was immediately exposed clearly.

Just after entering the formation, there were a few monks with the weakest cultivation base in the early stage of Nascent Soul, who were fixed in the formation by the power of space, and after a while, they exploded into bloody mist.

Halfway through the journey, another monk slowed down one after another, and distanced himself from the large army!

The sound of shouts and explosions came from behind.

In Gui Daolin's eyes, there was no mercy at all. This result was already in his expectation. It was absolutely impossible for him to plunge himself into the trough of primordial mana power for the sake of the lives of a few monks, and be able to keep most of the monks. Fate, has been benevolent and righteous.

One after another figures fell to the ground.

The sound of miserable humming is connected into one piece.

The internal organs of many monks in the junior and middle stages of the Nascent Soul were squeezed and deformed, and blood was spilled, and they suffered serious injuries.

Gui Daolin didn't turn his head to look, but glanced slightly at the crowd of souls, a gloomy gleam burst into his eyes.

This level has barely been counted, but it has already lost one late Nascent Soul and eight early Nascent Soul monks, but the other party has only one figure.

"Taiyi Gate..."

Gui Daolin raised his head and looked towards the direction of the mountain, his face gradually became ferocious, his eyes were as gloomy as death. (To be continued..)