Chapter 513 The Imperial Palace Is Trapped

In the dark of the night, in the Dagan Emperor Palace, the sound of killing is loud, the yin is strong, and it rises into the sky, almost obscuring the entire starry sky!

"Xuan Yi, let's go, I can't take it anymore!"

The person who spoke was a beautiful woman, dripping with sweat all over her body, and the runes in her hands flickered.

The beautiful woman is actually the first seat of Fu Peak of Misty Peak, the real person of Jindan Liu Hui!

Beside Liu Hui, there were also two Jindan real people who broke out spiritual skills, operated flying swords, and were fighting fiercely with the surrounding Yin soldiers.

The two had several wounds that were neither deep nor shallow, their faces were pale, and they seemed to be unable to hold on anymore.

One of them is the head of the formation peak, Xuan Yi.

The other was wearing a white robe soaked with blood, holding a three-foot green blade, the sword qi was like frost, and the sharp edge was exposed, but it was a sword cultivator.

The three were divided into three directions, each occupying a corner, in a three-talent formation, constantly moving under their feet, taking care of each other.

But there are too many Yin soldiers, rushing in from all directions, almost endless, layer by layer, like a surging tide, constantly impacting Xuan Yi and the three.

The three talents are crumbling!

Xuan Yi gritted his teeth and looked unwilling, but he could only say in a deep voice, "Retreat!"

"If you want to retire now, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

Baipao Jianxiu said in a low voice with an ugly face.

The three people made a lot of noise, and there were constantly yin soldiers coming from other places in the imperial palace.

The Yin Soldiers that followed were extremely powerful!

The Yin soldiers who were patrolling at first could only burst out with the power of the early Jindan stage and the middle stage of Jindan at most, but now, the shadow soldiers of the later stage of Jindan have begun to join.

The situation is getting more dangerous!

The three kept retreating, but they were trapped in an endless stream of Yin soldiers, as if they were in a quagmire, walking with difficulty and getting slower and slower.

The longer it drags on, the worse the situation gets!

All three were injured, and the wounds were exposed to the environment of Yin evil energy. Even if they continued to devour the elixir, they could not heal, and they continued to bleed.

Moreover, with the passage of time, the yin evil qi invades the body along the wound, and the damage to the meridians, dantian, and blood vessels will become more and more serious, and the impact will become greater and greater!

In the end, even if the three of them are not killed by the army of Yin soldiers, they will be frozen in the meridian and Dan Dao by the Yin evil spirit, and the body will die.

Moreover, among the three, Liu Hui's condition is already very bad!

Liu Hui's lips were purple and blue, her steps were vain, her spiritual power was exhausted to the limit, and the surrounding Jindan was shrouded in aura of Yin evil, which made it difficult to operate and could fall down at any time.

Although the three-talented formation is exquisite, as long as there is a problem with one person, the whole formation will cease to exist.

At that time, the impact of the three people is even greater!

"puff!"

Blood flashed.

Liu Hui groaned, and a ferocious wound was drawn on her abdomen, bleeding profusely.

Xuan Yi's expression changed greatly, he stepped forward and supported Liu Hui, who was about to fall. He waved his robe sleeves, bursting out a huge spiritual force, overwhelming the mountains, and knocking back the rushing Yin soldiers.

"Ziyue, break through with all my strength, I'll come to the rear of the palace!"

Xuan Yi glanced at the wound on Liu Hui's body and frowned, a trace of madness surging between his brows.

Xuan Yi patted the storage bag with his palm, took out a few pills, and swallowed them all at once.

At the same time, Xuan Yi sacrificed a total of twelve superb flying swords!

Loudly!

The body of the sword trembled, arguing endlessly.

"Liuhe Sword Formation!"

Xuan Yi's golden core was running to the limit, and he was already in pain. He controlled twelve flying swords, condensed two six-joint sword formations, and blocked the Yin soldiers rushing behind him.

Two six-pointed stars emerged in the void, and the rays of light were brilliant and dazzling!

boom! boom! boom!

More than a dozen Yin soldiers rushed over, slammed into the Liuhe sword formation, turned into ashes, and collapsed in the air.

As a sword formation master, Xuan Yi did not cultivate the vision of Jindan.

But with this Liuhe sword formation, you can also compete with a little Jindan vision!

Right in front, the white-robed sword cultivator took a deep breath, swallowed a few pills, and with a long whistle, the long sword in his hand shook, and lightly reprimanded: "The vision of the golden pill, the misty sword rain!"

Tick ​​tock!

Raindrops fell, pattering.

Behind the white-robed Jianxiu, a rain curtain was propped up, and the raindrops became denser and fiercer, like a sword like a sword, exuding an endless edge.

puff! puff! puff!

Many yin soldiers in front were pierced by raindrops and fell to the ground one after another, disintegrating and reincarnating into yin evil energy and dissipating into nothingness.

The vision of Jindan was sacrificed, and at least hundreds of Yin soldiers disappeared!

In front, there is a large blank space.

"Walk!"

The white-robed cultivator shouted loudly, held a long sword, took the lead, and rushed over.

Xuan Yi hugged Liu Hui and followed closely behind.

Not too far away, the sound of horses' hooves came, rumbling like thunder, and the ground vibrated irregularly, as if thousands of troops were galloping!

"Be careful!"

The white-robed monk's expression changed.

The densely packed Yin soldiers in front seemed to have received some kind of order, and they dispersed one after another, and their positions were not chaotic at all.

A large group of light cavalry armed with war gease, riding yin horses under them, formed a large awl-shaped formation with murderous aura, charged directly, and slammed heavily into the golden elixir vision of the white-robed swordsman.

boom!

A loud bang.

Several light cavalrymen in front fell off their horses.

And the vision of the misty sword rain is also crumbling!

One more charge is enough to break the Jindan vision of the white-robed swordsman!

"Xuan Yi, Ziyue, let's go and leave me alone."

Liu Hui's expression was sluggish, the yin evil energy completely sealed the meridians and blood, and the body became colder and colder.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Xuan Yi has practiced Taoism for more than 300 years, has a gentle temperament, and rarely has any mood swings.

But now, he looked excited, his eyes were slightly red, and he yelled loudly.

"Alas, taking me can only drag you down, and no one can survive."

Lying in Xuan Yi's arms, a soft color flashed in Liu Hui's eyes, and she whispered, "Xuan Yi, I understand what you're thinking. It's just that we probably won't have that fate in this life."

Hearing this sentence, Xuan Yi calmed down instead.

"Liu Hui, since you understand my heart, you should know that I will definitely not leave you!"

Xuan Yi's eyes were firm, he held Liu Huibing's cold palm, refused to let go, and said with a smile, "I have been emotionally weak all my life, and today, I am finally brave again."

Xuan Yi turned his head, looked at the white-robed Jianxiu and nodded, and said calmly, "Ziyue, let's go, I'll accompany her."

To be with her means to die with her!

"Two fellow Daoists, you..."

The white-robed cultivator looked anxious and hesitated.

Xuan Yi smiled slightly and said, "The road of cultivation is never-ending. When will it be a head? If you really seek longevity and finally die alone, what's the point?"

"That's good, Liu Hui and I just happened to go down to accompany Brother Wenxuan to save him from loneliness, haha!"

Xuan Yi laughed again, hugging the woman in his arms tightly.

At this moment, it seems that there are only the two of them left in the world, and nothing else.

Not everyone can have such an open mind in the face of life and death.

boom!

At this moment, there was another loud noise.

The golden elixir vision of the white-robed swordsman was smashed to pieces by the yin soldiers and yin horses!

The three were unprotected and completely exposed to the dense crowd of Yin soldiers!