4553. Chapter 4553 Demon Subduing Formation 3

Yingying stared closely at the blood-red light and secretly raised her guard. After a while, there was only a loud bang, and a powerful wave of air suddenly spread from the bloody light. Upon seeing this, Yingying quickly placed a defensive shield in front of her body to resist the attack of the air waves.

After the blood-red light receded, the masked man was seen standing upright in mid-air holding a sword, and he broke free from the golden ropes wrapped around his body. Seeing the masked man standing across from her unharmed, Yingying's expression changed slightly. At this time, the masked man sneered: "You really think you can deal with me with this formation? It's just a dream." Ling Xuejiu, who was in the center of the formation, saw this and immediately changed his hand seals. Following her movements, the other eight elders spit out a mouthful of blood and used the bright red blood to draw a strange rune in mid-air. In an instant, eight runes shone with dazzling and mysterious light. After the eight runes were formed, Ling Xuejiu said in a cold voice: "The Eight Saints of the Demon Subduing Formation Conquer Demons." The moment the words fell, the eight runes immediately flew towards the golden bell, and soon they were with the golden bell. The bright golden light merges into one. Immediately afterwards, eight huge red runes appeared on the surface of the golden clock. Those weird runes were slowly rotating on the surface of the golden clock, and they were making strange sounds. The sound is like the voice of the Buddha, purifying the soul, and like the roar of thunder, shaking the mind. Feeling the strange sound, the masked man's eyes suddenly narrowed.

At the same time, Yingying raised her sleeves, spread out her body, and quickly retreated back. After she dodged, Ling Xuejiu changed his hands and softly uttered the word "open" in his mouth. Suddenly, eight people appeared on the eight huge red runes. Among the eight people were men and women, some of them were wearing Taoist robes and holding swords, looking as if they were immortals. Others are wearing cassocks, with ring scars on their heads, holding a Zen staff in one hand and a Buddhist ritual in the other, just like an enlightened monk. Others were wearing neon floral skirts, with beautiful faces and holy faces, like fairies from the Nine Heavens descending to earth. These eight people have different shapes and costumes. They are like cultivators from all over the world gathered here. As soon as the eight men and women appeared, a powerful and terrifying momentum spread from all directions, all rushing towards the masked man in the middle of the formation. Feeling the pressure of that momentum, the always arrogant masked man finally restrained the contempt in his eyes. He snorted softly, and his aura suddenly burst out, fighting against the terrifying aura.

However, his aura was obviously weaker than the aura exerted by eight men and women working together. After a while, the masked man's body standing upright in mid-air sank slightly, as if he could no longer resist the invasion of the momentum. "Not bad, finally something interesting." The masked man, who was oppressed by the momentum, smiled coldly, and his eyes instantly became sharp. Then, he roared loudly, and his figure was like a sword, penetrating the aura and rushing straight to the top of the golden bell. Immediately afterwards, the sword in his hand shook, and the clanking sound immediately filled everyone's ears. Ling Xuejiu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw that the other party had actually broken through the flanking attack of that terrifying aura. She pursed her lips and uttered the word 'destroy' again. As soon as the word "annihilation" came out, the eight men and women around the golden bell immediately started dancing.