Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Chapter 533 Yellow Springs Ghost Killing Formation

Shan Yue's cheeks became more and more rosy, her eyes were a little blurry, and she looked at Song Wen infatuatedly.

Her red lips opened slightly, and she gently held Song Wen's fingers.

With a flick of her tongue, she rolled up the pill.

The slender neck slid, and the pill entered her abdomen.

Song Wen only felt that the two petals were wrapped around his fingers, as if they were gently wrapped by soft silk, delicate and warm.

A snake-like tongue swept across the fingertips, bringing a trembling numbness, like an electric current, spreading from the fingertips to the whole body, making people intoxicated and distracted.

"Oh, what are you doing..."

"Hate it, be gentle, you've torn my clothes..."

After the two had a profound exchange, the morning sun slowly rose, and the rays of light fell on the speeding spaceship.

......

Half a month later.

Noon.

The sun was scorching in the sky.

Xing Yixuan's figure appeared over the uninhabited island where she met Yin Bing last time.

The island is only a few miles in radius, with some vegetation scattered on it.

Xing Yixuan's spiritual sense swept across the entire island. There was nothing unusual on the island. Except for a few wild beasts that were not even monsters, there were no living creatures.

"It seems that Yin Bing has not arrived yet." Xing Yixuan said in her heart.

She lowered her body and landed in the sparse bushes.

She came to the foot of a big stone, sat cross-legged, and waited for Yin Bing to arrive.

After dozens of breaths, Xing Yixuan suddenly opened her eyes.

She felt an abnormal fluctuation of spiritual energy around her.

"Did Yin Bing set an ambush here again and wanted to ambush me?"

Xing Yixuan felt uneasy and accompanied by uncontrollable anger.

She hurriedly urged her body skills, and her body was like an arrow, rising from the ground.

However, she was less than ten feet away from the ground, and a huge black rune appeared in the air above her head.

The black rune continued to swallow the surrounding spiritual energy, transforming it into gusts of cold wind, sweeping violently downwards.

The cold wind, with its biting chill and heavy breath of death, was like countless sharp blades, sweeping towards Xing Yixuan.

Before the cold wind came close, Xing Yixuan felt a mountain-like pressure.

Xing Yixuan made a prompt decision, turned around, and flew out horizontally.

However, what greeted her was another huge black rune.

Not only that, Xing Yixuan was horrified to find that a black rune appeared around her and above her.

Six black runes, arranged in a circle in the air, formed an invisible cage, trapping her in it.

Each rune emitted a faint black light and kept rotating in the air.

In the formation, the cold wind whistled, accompanied by the wailing of evil spirits.

Xing Yixuan suddenly had a black flag, which fluttered.

In an instant, a large amount of water vapor emerged from her body, and the water vapor gathered in the air to form a stream of water.

The water not only protected Xing Yixuan from the erosion of the Yin wind, but also went upstream, like a river hanging upside down, pointing directly at the black rune above.

"Boom..."

The roar that resounded through the sky continued to sound.

The water flow surged from Xing Yixuan's feet, rushed up to the sky, and continuously bombarded the black rune.

The black rune above began to shake violently under the violent impact of the water flow, and the light became flickering, as if it could be destroyed at any time.

Outside the formation.

Song Wen held a black formation plate, and his whole body of magic power was continuously injected into the formation plate.

The formation he set up was the "Yellow Spring Ghost Killing Formation", which was created by Si Xi.

There were thirteen formation flags in this formation, which were hidden by Song Wen in various places on the island before Xing Yixuan arrived.

Seeing that the Yin wind alone could not pose a threat to Xing Yixuan at all, Song Wen suddenly changed the magic formula in his hand.

Suddenly, six black runes seemed to be the portals of the underworld, and ghosts poured out from them one after another.

The ghosts had different shapes, some had disheveled hair and hideous faces; some had broken limbs and bodies, wailing endlessly.

Among them, the ghosts that emerged from the upper rune were washed away by the continuous rapids as soon as they appeared.

The ghosts rushed towards Xing Yixuan frantically with the wind.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

The ghosts hit the water flow, like moths flying into the fire, being swept by the water flow and rushing towards the upper runes.

Countless ghosts struggled and wailed in the rapids, like a sad symphony, resounding over the island.

The rapids were like fire, constantly devouring the moths that overestimated their own abilities.

However, although the moths were small, they could also put out the flames.

Just because they continued to fall one after another, they were not afraid of death.

Individual ghosts are weak and not scary, but they keep pouring out of the black runes, as if they are endless.

The upside-down river has its limit.

The originally surging torrent actually showed a trace of fatigue.

Xing Yixuan was urging the Wave Water Banner and felt more and more exhausted.

She knew that she couldn't continue like this, otherwise she would be defeated sooner or later because of exhaustion of magic power.

Xing Yixuan bit her silver teeth, and a fishy sweetness filled her mouth.

She opened her mouth and spit out a stream of blood.

The blood turned into blood arrows and sprinkled on the black flag.

The Wave Water Banner suddenly glowed with a mysterious light, and the flag fluttered, constantly rotating around Xing Yixuan.

Xing Yixuan's figure suddenly rose, and her momentum was like a rainbow, as if a god in the sea had descended.

She stepped on the surging torrent and rushed towards the black rune above her head.

The pole of the Langshui flag was like a sharp spear, piercing the rune with a bang.

The black rune vibrated violently under the attack of the spear, and the space around it seemed to be distorted by this force.

The rune suddenly shattered, turned into a dark light, and dissipated into the air.

With the shattering of the black rune, the "Yellow Spring Ghost Killing Formation" collapsed instantly. The raging wind and evil spirits also dissipated.

Song Wen wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Xing Yixuan with cold eyes. The formation was broken, and the magic power backfired, causing him to suffer serious internal injuries.

He took a deep breath to calm his agitated internal breath and surging blood.

His understanding of the formation was a little shallow after all. The use of the "Yellow Spring Ghost Killing Formation" all came from the handwriting left by Si Xi, which was somewhat forced and difficult to exert the true power of this formation.

If Si Xi was here, he would definitely not let Xing Yixuan break the formation so easily.

"Who are you? Why did you ambush me on this island? Where is Yin Bing?" Xing Yixuan asked coldly.

Her condition was no more optimistic than Song Wen's. She had been using the Langshui Banner with all her strength for a long time, which caused a huge loss of mana in her body.

In addition, she forced out her blood essence to instantly increase the power of her life-saving magic weapon, the Langshui Banner, which consumed her body greatly.

The reason why she did not escape was that she found that Song Wen's cultivation was lower than hers.

Now that the formation has been broken and the biggest threat has been eliminated, she no longer needs to fear the other party.

Xing Yixuan had never expected that Yin Bing was dead. Before taking Song Wen's life, she wanted to find out where Yin Bing was. The "Ten Thousand Miles Chasing Breath Technique" is very important to her and the Xing family.

"You still have the mind to care about others, so you should care about yourself first." Song Wen said coldly.

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