Chapter 216: Blast Out

Deep in the formation.

Priests of Chicheng and Priests of Quanming waved spiritual treasures with one hand and cast secret techniques with the other to resist the ubiquitous spiritual power craze.

The two of them have profound cultivation and majestic spiritual power in their bodies. Almost every move can erupt with power that is no less than that of the early Douxiao realm. However, they can only barely hold on in the face of the craze of spiritual power.

The power of the high-grade stacked formation at this moment is close to that of the pseudo-god formation, and it is not the death formation in the main altar, but a state that completely exploded after being activated by Gu Xiuyun.

Facing the bombardment of the large formation, the two priests retreated continuously, with bloodshot eyes already overflowing from the corners of their mouths.

"What's going on? Why did the power of the Water Dragon Formation suddenly nearly double?" Priest Chicheng staggered and could hardly stand still.

At this moment, the whole body was surrounded by violent spiritual power, and even the void began to shake, let alone the Chicheng priest.

"Maybe we touched something, or someone is presiding over the formation."

Priest Quanming's eyes were gloomy, and there were faint bubbles around his body that seemed to be disillusioned. These bubbles seemed ordinary, but they could block the frenzy of spiritual power.

The Jifeng Kingdom is best at controlling hurricanes. Both the high priest Tu Mang and the priest Quan Ming are proficient in the secret art of wind movement. At this moment, under the bombardment of the frenzy, the priest Quan Ming seems to be in the hurricane. Taking advantage of the force, the situation is worse than that of the priest Chicheng. Much better.

"What should we do now? With such a violent spiritual tide, let alone breaking in, even exiting the formation is a bit difficult." Priest Chicheng shouted.

Before he could finish his words, a violent wave surged in, sending the Chicheng priest flying more than ten feet.

"Aka Cheng, how are you?"

"Ahem," Priest Chicheng vomited several mouthfuls of blood, "He is still alive, but his internal organs have been shattered. These spiritual frenzy is no less than the bombardment of Douxiao Realm."

At this moment, several more waves of madness came.

Each one was as heavy as a mountain and fell one after another, knocking the two men back hundreds of feet.

Moreover, the frenzy became more and more powerful. Eventually, even Quan Ming Priest could not stop it and coughed out several mouthfuls of blood.

As for the Chicheng Priest, his injuries were even more serious. His entire body was in tatters, and his limbs had been crushed into pieces and could only be held together by spiritual power.

The spiritual frenzy would erupt once every breath passed, and blast them away from the formation in the same direction.

In just a moment, it erupted nearly a hundred times.

Peng!

Another wave of madness exploded.

The two fifth-level priests fell more than ten feet away without any resistance and hit the edge of the formation barrier.

Poof!

The formation barrier suddenly cracked open, and the two of them were squeezed out by the frenzy of spiritual power.

"Did we survive?"

Priest Quanming and Priest Chicheng looked at each other, feeling happy but also a little shocked.

They were so disoriented by the frenzy of spiritual power that they couldn't tell which direction to leave. They could only try their best to use the secret method to save their lives.

Unexpectedly, after an earth-shaking impact, the two of them were knocked out of the formation.

"We walked nearly 3,000 people in the formation.

Zhang, and those spiritual power frenzy will blow us away more than ten feet every time they collide. From this, it seems that the spiritual power frenzy deliberately drives us out of the formation. "A strange color flashed in Priest Quanming's eyes.

This is obviously to save them, but why does the person in charge of the formation want to save them?

…

"Phew, it's finally solved!"

Gu Xiuyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they were hit and bruised, it was still better than dying in the battle.

As time passed, the movement of the water dragon array became more and more violent, and the power of the spiritual power frenzy became more and more powerful. If these two people stayed for a while longer, they would probably be crushed by the spiritual power frenzy.

Creak!

There was a soft sound in my ear.

Gu Xiuyun looked down and saw a crack in the central formation. This was because the formation was so violent that the formation could not bear it.

"It looks like the water dragon formation will completely collapse in a short time."

Gu Xiuyun took a deep breath, silently swallowed a few pills, and took out a scroll.

The moment the formation collapses, the spiritual frenzy will lose control. At that time, the entire formation will be blown to pieces.

With such a terrifying spiritual power craze, Gu Xiuyun couldn't guarantee that he would be safe and sound, but he had to do this.

"With the power of the Spiritual Armor Technique, coupled with the Mountains and Rivers Cleansing Qi Diagram, it may not be able to stop the spiritual craze."

Gu Xiuyun waved his hands, and the Mountains and Rivers Pure Qi Diagram opened. The Cloud Qi Formation and the Mountains and Rivers Formation overlapped each other, completely covering the three feet of space around him.

At the same time, fourteen Spirit Turtle Black Armor Sticks also circled around him, forming a mid-level defensive formation.

Gu Xiuyun has used all means for triple protection.

All he could do at this moment was wait quietly for the moment when the formation collapsed.

…

Tens of miles away, in the hurricane field.

Elder Fusong is still in a stalemate with the three high priests.

I saw strands of cold light emerging from the void, constantly attacking Priest Feng Ming. Facing the endless cold rays, Priest Feng Ming seemed a little panicked. Although the three high priests occasionally came to help, they could not block all the cold rays.

Poof!

A ray of cold light pierced into Priest Feng Ming's body, and instantly frost covered his whole body. Priest Feng Ming let out a low roar of pain, and his eyes turned purple.

"Damn, this old guy is so insidious!"

High Priest Zhenhuang quickly mobilized his spiritual power to help Priest Feng Min get rid of the cold. After a while, Priest Feng Min regained consciousness.

It's just that his breath is much weaker.

"How are you doing? Can you still hold on?" High Priest Zhenhuang asked.

"It's okay, but my soul is already very weak, and I can only withstand three more cold rays at most." Priest Feng Ming replied through a message.

"Three? That's a bit troublesome!"

The High Priest of Zhenhuang was secretly distressed. If he had known this, he would not have let Priest Fengming stay in the mist array.

Elder Fusong saw that he could not do anything to the three high priests, so he stared at Priest Fengming and attacked again and again. He was careless until just now.

Priest Fengming had been hit by eight cold rays.

Fortunately, as a fifth-level strong man, he had a huge soul power, so he could hold on.

"Tu Mang, haven't you found old ghost Fusong yet?" High Priest of Zhenhuang urged.

"Soon." High Priest Tu Mang's eyes flashed with green light, and the Sky Wind Flag hung in front of him, rolling up hurricane vortexes.

Those hurricane vortexes were so powerful that even the void was twisted by the pressure. Even if Elder Fusong hid deeper, he could not avoid the impact of the hurricane vortex.

"Old ghost Fusong dare not move, otherwise, as long as a slight spatial fluctuation is caused, he will not be able to avoid the induction of the hurricane field," said the high priest Yan Zhan in a deep voice, "Zhenhuang, you don't have to worry, Tu Mang has already explored most of this space, and he will be able to find this person's true body in a moment at most."

"Humph, it's not your priest from Chenhuo country who died, so of course you don't care." The high priest Zhenhuang looked gloomy.

Priest Feng Ming is the second priest of Jinhuang country. Once he dies, the blow to the Jinhuang lineage is far greater than that of ordinary Xuanguangtai priests.

At this moment, the high priest Zhenhuang felt extremely regretful, but he also understood that there must be a priest with profound cultivation in the mist formation to force Elder Fusong to personally rescue people.

And the person sitting in the mist formation has no choice except Priest Feng Ming.

Because those fourth-level priests can't stop Elder Fusong's attack and killing at all, letting them in is equivalent to sending them to death.

Only three fifth-level priests can save their lives in front of Elder Fusong.

"Zhenhuang, you have to understand that compared with the survival of the Divine Religion, the life of a fifth-level priest is not important at all," said the High Priest Yan Zhan in a cold voice, "If necessary, even if the three of us die, we must keep the flame of the Divine Religion alive."

"Humph, of course I understand." The High Priest Zhenhuang was full of resentment.

Yan Zhan used the righteousness of the Divine Religion to pressure others, what could he say?

But this frustration made the High Priest Zhenhuang particularly unwilling.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Four more cold rays appeared out of thin air, shooting at the Priest Feng Ming from different directions at the same time.

"Damn it!"

The High Priest Zhenhuang hurriedly urged the golden plate to block behind the Priest Feng Ming. At the same time, his palm condensed a red light and shadow to guard against the attack of Elder Fusong.

Not long ago, Elder Fusong took advantage of the time when the High Priest Zhenhuang rescued Feng Ming and suddenly shot a black cone into the body of the High Priest Zhenhuang.

Although the cone thorn was condensed by secret techniques, its power was far greater than the cold light. With just one move, the High Priest Zhenhuang was seriously injured, and even his soul was wiped out by 30%.

So after that, the High Priest Zhenhuang did not dare to rescue him with all his strength. He knew that Elder Fusong's real target was himself.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

The four cold rays all shattered. At this moment, dozens of cold rays suddenly appeared in the void and stabbed at the Fengming priest at the same time.

"Is this old guy crazy?" The High Priest Zhenhuang's expression changed drastically.

He used dozens of cold rays in one breath. How intense was the spiritual power he activated? Isn't Elder Fusong afraid of exposing his whereabouts?