Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

At this moment, he vaguely understood the meaning of Gu Shanshan's words.

[Mysterious Lungs with Great Atmosphere] communicates and absorbs the power of air; [Dragon's Glory and Courage] temporarily eliminates fear and pain; [Eagle Eyes] brings terrifying insight... the characteristics of the Heavenly Demon Wheel Technique, the spiritual power accumulated from half a year of hard practice... all these terms and elements combined together allowed Anle to seize the incredible opportunity at that moment!

Faced with the whistling and falling lightsaber with terrifying power.

Anle turned his body sideways, exerted force with both hands, and clenched it tightly at the right time, and actually caught it!

laugh--

The surfaces of the lightsaber and the ghost armor rubbed against each other, making a harsh and unpleasant sound.

The sharp breath directly cut through the ghost armor, injuring the flesh under the armor. Blood flowed out and evaporated instantly under the extremely high temperature.

But Anle seemed unaware. His muscles suddenly exploded and he turned his waist and abdomen in the direction of the falling lightsaber, transforming its falling force into a boost.

Then, after changing the direction of the lightsaber, he suddenly let go.

Swish!

The next second, it actually stabbed towards the "big sun" in the sky at an even faster speed.

The momentum did not weaken at all, but became even stronger.

"How can it be!?"

Zhang Haiyun's expression suddenly changed.

He never thought that someone could resolve the attack of the Nine Heavenly Swords in this way.

'Stop!'

Zhang Haiyun attempted to control the lightsaber with his spiritual consciousness, but was shocked to find that the spiritual power in the lightsaber had become extremely chaotic and was in an extremely unstable state.

To the extent that Zhang Haiyun has lost control of it.

The Nine Swords of Tianyao, after all, is a form of high-energy spiritual power.

When spiritual power starts to run wild, it will... explode!

In desperation, Zhang Haiyun controlled another lightsaber and crashed into it.

boom--

The two lightsabers just disappeared in the huge "fireworks".

Anle stood firm and said with a smile: "Now, only the Seven Swords of Tianyao are left."

Zhang Haiyun was furious: "It's enough to deal with you!"

******

at the same time.

Ye Ling'er's body fell down with a bang and stepped on an iron lump that was two people high.

After suffering such a heavy blow, its volume was suddenly compressed and it fell to the ground motionless.

But after a few minutes, the iron golem stood up again, its body glowing with an iron-blue luster, and seemed to be even harder than before.

And beside Ye Ling'er, there were countless human-shaped iron blocks like this, like a cold and ruthless army, slowly, dully but firmly rushing towards her.

The magic circle here has only one function - to continuously produce these puppets made of special metals.

The special metal is called Wuwang Black Iron, and it is also one of Yueyuan’s specialties.

Wuwang Black Iron has a peculiar property: the more you strike it, the stronger it becomes.

The puppets themselves do not have life. Even if Ye Ling'er dismantles them all, as long as the magic circle is still running, the puppets will regenerate on the increasingly solid Wuwang Xuan iron.

There is no end.

Obviously, this is a magic array specifically designed to restrain body-refining monks.

Zhang Haiyun did not expect to kill Ye Ling'er, he just wanted to trap her here and deal with her later.

"This is really a bit difficult."

Ye Ling'er touched her chin, sighed, and rarely showed a worried look on her face.

"Friend Ye, I advise you to give up resistance as soon as possible."

At this time, Zhang Haiyun's voice sounded faintly. He was multitasking, dealing with the monks in multiple magic arrays at the same time.

Of course, the most important ones are Anle, Jiang Yun and Ye Ling'er.

"Friend An has been subdued by me. If you want him to survive, you might as well stop here."

Zhang Haiyun said calmly, with a hint of threat in his tone.

Ye Linger sighed again: "Palace Master Zhang, your ability to lie is not as good as mine!"

Zhang Haiyun's eyes flashed with doubt: "Are you so confident in him?"

"It's only a matter of time before I subdue him. What's the point of your struggle?"

Ye Ling'er shook her head: "I see you don't understand at all."

"My junior brother said he wouldn't do anything he wasn't sure of."

"All your reactions were actually within his expectations."

Hearing this, Zhang Haiyun was shocked and confused.

Thinking carefully about Anle's behavior, he found that the other party seemed to be confident and never panicked.

Zhang Haiyun suddenly had an absurd thought: "Could it be that... he can predict the future?"

"No, this is impossible!"

There is no such thing as magic that can predict the future in this world.

"He must be just pretending!"

Zhang Haiyun suppressed his emotions and said coldly: "Fellow Daoist Ye, you will spend your whole life here!"

"The Black Iron puppets will treat you well."

Ye Ling'er shook her head again and said helplessly: "You seem to have made a mistake."

"I said it's difficult, but I just think... these iron blocks must not taste good."

next second.

An invisible mouth suddenly appeared from thin air and began to devour everything it encountered.

The air, spiritual energy, black iron puppets, magic arrays... were all swallowed by her.

Being greedy is called gluttony.

******

"That's it, I understand everything."

Jiang Yun, who was in the extremely cold storm, smiled and took a step forward with her long legs.

Several conspicuous white lotuses bloomed beside her, driving away the cold.

"As expected of the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, your eyesight is truly amazing."

Zhang Haiyun exclaimed grimly: "It's a pity that it's too late."

"An Le died in my hands."

Jiang Yun felt the living fire seed not far away and almost laughed at Zhang Haiyun's clumsy lie.

"But how did Anle last so long?"

'It's not easy.'

Jiang Yun couldn't help but feel worried. Given the difference in strength between Anle and Zhang Haiyun, he was probably just struggling to hold on. Perhaps he was on the verge of collapse.

'I'll come and rescue you right away!'

Just then, a loud noise came.

boom--

Zhang Haiyun's voice was full of disbelief: "Anle, you..."

Chapter 189 Life is like a dream

Jiang Yun raised her head and looked upwards.

Beside her, the cold and icy spiritual energy was melting like ice and snow, and the effect of the magic circle quickly dissipated.

The dark and eerie illusion above her head before was like a piece of paper wet by raindrops. The real scene began to seep out from it bit by bit, and she was able to see the dome of the Qinghan Branch Hall again.

However, what was slightly different from usual was that the light coming from above was exceptionally dim?

Jiang Yun was surprised: "I haven't even started to destroy the center of the formation yet, how come the formation broke by itself?"

Until just now, Jiang Yun had only seen through the operation key of the magic circle and had not yet used her full strength.

But now, the magic circle has collapsed on its own?

at the same time.

The malicious gaze from Zhang Haiyun, like a dark cloud covering his spiritual consciousness, also disappeared from this place.

This meant that he had completely given up control of this magic circle and shifted all his attention elsewhere.

Thinking back to what she had just heard, Jiang Yun's beautiful eyes gradually narrowed, and a guess that she couldn't even believe arose in her heart.

"Could it be that Anle relies solely on himself..."

While he was thinking, the magic circle around Jiang Yun completely dissipated.

She looked around, and the building of the Qinghan branch temple reappeared before her eyes.

Not far away, there happened to be a group of cultivators, including Jiang Junliang and Cheng Yuemei.

They looked obviously in a disheveled state, their breathing was unstable, and their clothes were slightly torn.

In fact, just now, Jiang Junliang and others were still fighting hard in the magic circle and it was almost difficult to maintain.

Even if Zhang Haiyun did not pay much attention to them, the actions of a Nascent Soul were not easy to deal with.

Everyone looked confused and didn't react for a while.

"The magic circle...disappeared?"

After realizing this, their breath suddenly relaxed and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Junliang's eyes flashed with lingering fear: "It was a close call, it was almost..."

Just a second ago, a powerful spell struck them.

If the magic circle had not suddenly failed, most of the people would have been injured or killed.

At this time, Cheng Yuemei saw Jiang Yun not far away, and subconsciously thought that she was the one who broke the magic circle, and said repeatedly: "Thank you Miss Jiang for your help!"

"By the way, Fellow Daoist An!"

Jiang Junliang was concerned about Anle, so he quickly came to his senses and looked at Jiang Yun respectfully: "Miss Jiang, please go and rescue him quickly."

Jiang Yun's eyes were complicated, and there was an indescribable feeling in her tone: "I think... he doesn't need me to save him anymore."

Following her line of sight, everyone raised their heads and looked towards the dome inside the fortress.

"hiss……"

Some people couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that in the center of the dome of the Qinghan Branch Hall, a scar appeared on the ball of spiritual power that was originally hanging high like an artificial sun, almost splitting it in two.

Click... click...

The faint but real sound of shattering reached people's ears.

In everyone's spiritual consciousness, with the spiritual power group as the center, countless spiritual power networks spread out, covering the dome of the Qinghan Branch Temple. It seemed as if there were countless silk threads linking the various complex magic arrays together, forming an incomparable spectacular scene, like a fine and gorgeous piece of porcelain.

This group of spiritual power is not only the core of the Sun Shining Sky Wheel Sword Formation, but also the core of most of the magic formations of the Qinghan Branch.

At this moment, as it shattered, the entire intricately entangled spiritual power network was dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming cold and empty.

After losing the supply of spiritual energy, tens of thousands of tiny cracks began to appear on this "porcelain".