Chapter 1188 Bullying the Weak

Chen Fei looked back and frowned. Fortunately, he had put the Kaitian Xuanbao containing the human race in his sleeve in Xiancheng.

As long as he was not fighting outside the city, Chen Fei habitually brought the human race with him, so that he could react immediately if there was any situation.

Moreover, the Xian tribe had previously notified that they should be prepared to leave through the teleportation array at any time. After all, although the eighth-level formation was very strong, it was not unbreakable.

Therefore, not only Chen Fei brought his tribe members with him, but most of the Kaitian realms of other races did the same.

However, even the Xian tribe did not expect that the Gongtianshu of the Yu tribe could actually withdraw his hands and directly slash with one knife, first killing the eighth-level creation realm and then breaking the dust-turning formation.

The strength of the ninth-level supreme realm was too strong. Just now, the Yu tribe and the resentful spirits tried their best, which was to gradually erode the dust-turning formation. It was unknown when they would really break the formation.

In Xiancheng, they were also prepared to be broken, just trying to delay time as much as possible. If they really couldn't do it, they would all move to other cities of the eighth-level races.

There were seven formations similar to the dust-turning formation in total. Each formation delayed enough time. Maybe by then, the ninth-level supreme realm of Guixu Realm could free up their hands to unlock the ban of Xuanling Realm.

Unfortunately, no matter how well the plan was made, Gongtianshu could take action, which was a fatal variable.

Because that meant that the other eighth-level formations could be as solid as a rock or as fragile as paper.

All the Kaitian realms fled on their own, not daring to stay.

If they stayed to form a formation to fight, or fought and retreated, they should be able to reduce casualties. However, new resentful spirits continued to appear in the territory of the Rain Clan. Whenever an eighth-level resentful spirit came, the Kaitian realm that formed a formation here would die.

"Brother Chen, the grace of saving my life this time will be remembered by my Xuan Clan!"

Li Song and several Kaitian realms of the Xuan Clan looked at Chen Fei gratefully.

Li Song and his friends knew the speed of Chen Fei's escape method, which was said to be the best in the entire Kaitian Realm. Li Song and his friends thought it was no problem.

Therefore, as long as they did not provoke the eighth-level Creation Realm strongmen, as long as Chen Fei was willing to take them, their chances of escaping would be far greater than that of other Kaitian Realm.

Even the Kaitian Realm in the eighth-level races had a lower chance of survival this time than them, after all, the Rain Clan might specifically target these eighth-level Kaitian Realm races and hunt them down.

"We are allied tribes, so there is no need to do this, and we haven't really escaped yet."

Chen Fei said softly, while using the rules of space to constantly sense the situation around and behind.

All the Creation Realm and eighth-level resentful spirits of the Rain Clan have already gone to hunt down the eighth-level strongmen in the Xian Clan and the Yan Clan. After all, compared with the Creation Realm, the Kaitian Realm is much weaker in terms of potential and threat.

If all the eighth-level in the Xuanling Domain die, the remaining Kaitian Realm will be trapped.

"If you turn into a vengeful spirit right now, you can still live. Otherwise, you will all stay here today!"

Suddenly, a huge voice resounded within a radius of ten thousand miles, and at the same time, a terrifying forbidden force spread across the sky. All the Kaitian realms felt that their perception of the rules was rapidly weakening.

All the Kaitian realms looked up at the sky in horror and saw the figure of Gong Nanming, an eighth-level powerhouse of the Rain Clan. Beside Gong Nanming was his wife Yan Cuiping, the peak powerhouse of the Kaitian realm.

Just now, Gong Nanming had clearly gone to hunt down the Yan Clan's Creation Realm, but now he has returned.

"Who killed Jingxiu, betrayed him, turned into a vengeful spirit, and then taught you the secret method of protecting the soul, so that you can share this mind-trickery power with my Rain Clan!" Yan Cuiping looked down with a cold expression, and she was still worried about Gong Jingxiu's death.

Below, all the Kaitian realms listened to the words of Gong Nanming and Yan Cuiping, and their expressions fluctuated.

Gong Jingxiu was dead, and they all knew about it yesterday.

In order to find the Kaitian realm who killed Gong Jingxiu, Gong Nanming and Yan Cuiping stayed behind.

However, no Kaitian realm responded to Yan Cuiping's words. If they said one more word at this moment, it would attract the attention of Gong Nanming and Yan Cuiping.

The Rain Clan had all turned into resentful spirits. None of the practitioners present could tell what their minds had become.

And given the madness and hatred of the power of the Heart Ghost Realm, they absolutely did not believe that there would be any way to keep their souls from being infected.

Instinctively, no Kaitian realm would believe what Gong Nanming and Yan Cuiping said.

"Stubborn!"

Gong Nanming looked at the reaction of the Kaitian realm below, and a violent look appeared in his eyes. Just as he was about to make a move, his face suddenly changed slightly, and the blade in his hand automatically blocked in front of him.

"Dang!"

The soul-shaking explosion sounded straight into the sky, and Gong Nanming protected Yan Cuiping and retreated.

"Old man, you are doing shameless things like bullying the weak with your strength, and you are doing it more and more smoothly recently!"

A figure appeared in front of Gong Nanming, and it was An Changcheng, an eighth-level Creation Realm strongman of the Yan clan.

The dust-turning array was broken, and all the practitioners fled in all directions, but it was impossible to really give up the seventh-level Kaitian realm below, at least not to let the Creation Realm of the Rain Clan and the resentful spirits attack these Kaitian realms.

An Changcheng found that Gong Nanming did not chase them, so he returned directly and attacked.

"You dare to return now instead of running for your life. Do you want to follow in the footsteps of Shi Jianzhu directly?" Gong Nanming stared at An Changcheng, his face looked a little hideous and distorted.

Gong Tianshu can attack once, and he will have the opportunity to attack the second and third time. As long as Gong Tianshu makes room, it is easy to kill an eighth-level creation realm with one move.

After Gong Tianshu slashed the knife just now, Gong Nanming knew that their Rain Clan would win this war. No cultivator in the entire Xuanling Domain could escape the capture of their Rain Clan.

In this situation, An Changcheng didn't think about how to escape, but dared to return. He was simply ignorant of life and death!

"I am here now. If you have the ability, take my life."

An Changcheng stood up slightly, and his majestic momentum stirred the vitality of all directions. The rules below that were restricted by Gong Nanming also returned to normal.

"If you don't have the ability, just shut up, old man!" An Changcheng stared at Gong Nanming and shouted coldly.

"I'll help you!"

The tyranny in Gong Nanming's eyes became more intense. With a roar, he appeared in front of An Changcheng and slashed with a knife, as if the world was just separated.

Yan Cuiping looked at the battle between Gong Nanming and An Changcheng, knowing that she could not help, and her eyes could not help but look at the Kaitian Realm who continued to flee below.

A fierce look appeared in Yan Cuiping's eyes. No matter who killed Gong Jingxiu, Yan Cuiping would pull him out today, pull out his tendons and bones, pull out his soul and burn it for a thousand years, and let him die wailing in the end!

Yan Cuiping's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot. She appeared in front of an early Kaitian Realm and grabbed his neck.

The early Kaitian Realm felt something strange behind him and slashed at the back with all his strength.

Yan Cuiping impatiently threw out his left hand, swept the attack of the early Kaitian Realm aside, and then grabbed the neck of the early Kaitian Realm.

"Yesterday, who was my son chasing after? He left the vicinity of Xiancheng!"

Yan Cuiping tightened her palms and crushed half of the Kaitian realm's neck, revealing the pale golden bones in the middle. She broke it in front of her and said coldly.

Yan Cuiping had already found out some information about Gong Jingxiu's death. Yesterday, all the Creation Realm in Xiancheng were in mid-air and did not attack the Kaitian realm of the Rain Clan.

So Gong Jingxiu did not die at the hands of an eighth-level strongman, but in the Kaitian realm.

The resentful spirits would not pay attention to so many things. After the Rain Clan transformed into resentful spirits, even if they did not want to admit it, their concentration on things was indeed far less than before.

Many times, they could only pay attention to their opponents, and their perception of other situations had become dull.

Especially on the battlefield, this situation was particularly obvious, so Yan Cuiping did not get a decent answer from the Rain Clan. The Rain Clan did not even know when Gong Jingxiu left the vicinity of Xiancheng.

"I..."

"Bang!"

Yan Cuiping saw the look on the face of this Kaitian realm and crushed his head with one hand. It was obvious that he knew nothing.

Yan Cuiping didn't have time to waste time here. Originally, with Gong Nanming here, she could have confined these Kaitian realms. Then she would have plenty of time to slowly find out who killed Gong Jingxiu.

But with the appearance of An Changcheng, this method could no longer be completed. Then Yan Cuiping could only rely on herself to find out.

Yan Cuiping didn't believe that with so many Kaitian realms yesterday, no one would find out who Gong Jingxiu was chasing after.

Yan Cuiping's figure flashed and appeared behind a Kaitian realm mid-stage, and stretched out her right hand as before.

As a peak Kaitian realm, and from an eighth-level race like the Rain Clan, Yan Cuiping's strength far exceeded her peers. Facing a Kaitian realm with a lower cultivation level than her, it was almost easy to capture him.

Chen Fei looked back at Gong Nanming and An Changcheng in the sky. At this moment, all the other eighth-level creation realms around him had disappeared, leaving only these two.

Chen Fei thought for a moment, pointed his right hand forward, and a rune flew out, then evolved into a seventh-level formation that enveloped the surroundings.

"Everyone, enter the formation!" Chen Fei whispered.

Li Song and the others were a little confused, but they still stood on the corresponding formation center. The next moment, a pair of illusory wings appeared on the periphery.

Chen Fei operated the formation, and his speed soared, catching up with the figure in the late stage of Kaitian realm in front.

Tian Shuang Yu Shen Jue can set up various seventh-level formations with a wave of his hand, but now the effect is so strong, the reason for the formation is only a small part, and the real reason is Chen Fei's own strength.

This formation is deliberately shown to prove why it can have this speed, and it doesn't seem so abrupt.

Li Song and the others understood Chen Fei's plan because they were in the formation, and they admired Chen Fei more and more in their hearts.

As expected of a powerful person who has lived for an extra life, he is very thoughtful.

In the back, Yan Cuiping strangled the Kaitian Realm in her hand and looked at the practitioners fleeing in front of her with a gloomy expression.