In the poisonous miasma forest, more than thirty figures took action at the same time.

Seven of them are at the Golden Core Realm, and the rest are at the Juyuan Realm.

Liang Yan was not surprised by this, because Ye Xiangping wanted to capture the souls of Fang Yun and Pang Diao. Both of them were genuine members of the Yeming Sect. Once they were captured, the truth would be made public immediately.

Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to take the initiative. If it were you, you would make the same choice.

He glanced in the air and saw Luo Tian from the Tianshui Clan, Huo Guang from the Panlong Clan, Wuma from the Dan Royal Clan, and a one-eyed man from the Black Mud Clan. These people had just added fuel to the fire and wanted to frame Tang Zhen, and now they were taking action at the same time, trying to

Liang Yan must be put to death!

Facing the joint attack from everyone, Liang Yan's face remained as calm as water, and he didn't even have any intention of taking action.

Almost at the same time, a loud shout came from behind:

"Little brother, stand back!"

Before he finished speaking, a figure in green clothes had already stood in front of him.

The person came with both palms out, and his spiritual power rose into the sky, turning into a green hill, lying in mid-air, and deflecting all the magical powers coming from all directions.

Immediately afterwards, he rubbed his palms together, and the green hill split into pieces again, turning into more than thirty boulders of different sizes, which were shot in all directions around him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of muffled sounds were heard, and the boulder broke through everyone's spells and hit the Ye Ming Cult members who were trying to attack Liang Yan.

Seven of the largest boulders hit Luo Tian, ​​Huo Guang, Wuma and other Jindan monks respectively. The bodies of these seven people were slightly shaken, and then they spurted blood from their mouths and flew back!

The rest of the broken stones fell on the bodies of the Juyuan Realm monks, and they were immediately riddled with holes. They fell from the air and were all dying!

"Ye Ming Cult? Humph! You are so brave!"

The person blocking Liang Yan was none other than Shennong's envoy Tang Zhen.

He snorted coldly, turned his back to Liang Yan, and said slowly: "Little brother, don't be afraid, I, Tang Zhen, am here today, and no one can touch a hair on your head!"

"Thank you very much!" Liang Yan said with a slight smile.

"Thank you for what? If you want to thank me, it's me who should thank you!"

As Tang Zhen spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and a green light shot out from the sleeves, split into seven in mid-air, and shot at the seven golden elixir realm monks at the same time.

Huo Guang, Luo Tian, ​​Wuma and others all changed their expressions. They each used their special moves to suppress the situation, but they still couldn't stop Tang Zhen's random finger.

"Pulse Sealing Finger" is easy to learn and difficult to master, and different people will have different powers when using it. Although Han Caidi, Huo Guang and others can barely activate this magical power, they are unable to exert its true power.

For example, just now, when Huo Guang was in danger, he instinctively used the "pulse-sealing finger", but it only sealed Liang Yan for one breath. After one breath, it was completely broken by the diamond power in Liang Yan's body.

Now, Tang Zhen uses the "Pulse Sealing Finger", which is far more powerful than anyone before.

As soon as he pointed it out, green light burst out, leaving without a trace, instantly breaking through the seven people's magical powers and penetrated into their bodies.

Huo Guang felt a powerful force sealing all his meridians, and the spiritual power in his body could no longer be mobilized. The two black dragons that had just rushed into the air disappeared at this moment, completely disappearing.

He looked around and saw that his six companions were all in the same situation. All their spiritual powers were sealed and they could no longer use their magical powers.

Looking at the monks from the ten major tribes, they had all dispersed and in turn surrounded the people of the Ye Ming Sect.

Friends who were once of the same race as him now have expressions of grief and anger, and the faces of other races are even more ferocious, wishing they could eat him alive.

Huo Guang knew that what his group had done was a heinous crime, and there was no way out.

"Hahahahaha"

In the desperate situation, Huo Guang suddenly laughed crazily.

"Tang Zhen!"

He shouted sharply and looked at the Shennong envoy in the distance with a look of madness on his face: "Do you think you have already won?"

Tang Zhen frowned slightly, glanced at Huo Guang, and said calmly: "Now that the matter has come to this, you still want to fight the trapped beast?"

"Hahaha! Tang Zhen, I laugh at you for your short-sightedness. It's not certain who is the 'trapped beast' here now!"

"Um?"

Tang Zhen raised his eyebrows and was about to say something else when he saw determination on the faces of the seven people opposite him.

The next moment, these seven people took out a dagger from the storage ring at the same time, and then inserted it into their hearts.

"you!"

Tang Zhen never expected that these people would commit suicide directly.

He took a closer look and found that the ends of the handles of these daggers had a strange skull pattern. As the dagger tips penetrated the hearts of the seven people, their essence, blood, and souls were drawn out at the same time, and finally they were all merged into the skull pattern.

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"They are going to sacrifice themselves!"

Liang Yan's voice suddenly sounded behind Tang Zhen.

In order to draw out Huo Guang's "Pulse Sealing Finger" magical power, he took the initiative to take the opponent's attack. Although the meridians had long been unblocked, the spiritual power in his body was still a little chaotic, so he spent this time doing exercises and regulating his breath.

Unlike Tang Zhen, Liang Yan had already learned about the madness of Ye Ming Cult.

When he saw Huo Guang and the others taking out daggers, he immediately thought of their purpose.

"Sacrifice?"

Tang Zhen was slightly startled at first, and then his expression changed drastically. He was not stupid, so he naturally thought of what the other party was going to do.

It's a pity that it's too late by this time.

I saw those seven strange daggers drinking their essence, blood and soul, and then they sank simultaneously and penetrated into the ground.

The skull mark that had disappeared for a long time reappeared on the ground beneath everyone's feet, and a greedy and bloodthirsty aura came from the depths of the ground, shocking everyone.

"ah!"

Several exclamations suddenly came from the crowd.

Everyone looked around and saw those Ye Ming Cult members who had been injured by Tang Zhen.

They were dying and lying on the ground. At this time, their vitality was sucked away by the ground under their feet. The blood in their bodies continued to flow out, and finally seeped into the ground. Their bodies gradually decayed, and finally turned into a pile of white bones.

The monks from the ten major tribes all felt numb when they saw this scene.

This feeling is like there is a huge mouth deep underground. As long as anyone among them is injured, the blood will be sucked out immediately, and only bones will be left in the end.

"What kind of magic circle is this?"

Tang Zhen frowned slightly. As an envoy of Shen Nong, he had a level of cultivation in the Tongxuan Realm, but he didn't even recognize this formation.

At this time, Liang Yan had completely recovered and walked forward to stand side by side with him.

"I'll give you a brief introduction to the formation. In my opinion, this formation is very mysterious. The person who created this formation has unfathomable strength. I'm afraid he is far superior to you and me!" Liang Yan said slowly.

After hearing this, Tang Zhen's face became more serious.

"It seems that the people behind the Yeming Sect are not simple. Their plans are very big. The matter at Longding Mountain is just the tip of the iceberg. I must report this matter to Shennong Mountain as soon as possible!"

"You still want to return to Shennong Mountain? Today's game of chess has not been finished yet. Let's wait until we can leave alive." Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying force came from deep underground.

With a radius of a hundred feet, the rays of light burst out, dazzlingly bright, and various spiritual energies gathered in mid-air, finally forming a strange killing array, covering Tang Zhen, Liang Yan and all the monks from the ten major tribes.

At the same time that great changes occurred at the top of Longding Mountain, at the foot of Longding Mountain.

In an open space, the clan chiefs, high priests, Shenwei and clan elders of the ten major tribes were sitting on the ground, quietly waiting for the end of the hunting at Longding Mountain.

Mu Chunhua, the leader of the Shiling Tribe, was also among them.

He sat cross-legged on a huge rock, with high priest Yi Yin, Shenwei Lin Yi and several clan elders behind him.

Although they are both monks from the Stone Spirit Clan, they don't talk much and seem to have their own thoughts.

Mu Chunhua ignored the people behind him. He remained calm and looked up at Longding Mountain in the distance. His eyes seemed to have passed through the mountains and forests and landed on the top of Longding Mountain.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Suddenly, Mu Chunhua frowned slightly, because a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Time has passed."

The voice was very soft and the words were very brief, but the message conveyed in it made Mu Chunhua's face look a little gloomy.

Mu Chunhua turned his head, glanced casually, and finally looked at each other with Qin Ming, the leader of the Panlong clan.

The sound just now came from this person's sound transmission technique.

"The agreed time has passed and we haven't seen the signal sent by Huo Guang. It seems that the operation on the mountain encountered an accident." Qin Ming's voice sounded again.

"Hmph, didn't you say that boy Huo Guang is worthy of such a big job? It seems that you are exaggerating!" Mu Chunhua remained calm on the surface, but secretly said angrily via voice transmission.

"Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. Besides, the person you arranged is also in there, doesn't it have no effect? ​​Let's not blame each other at this time, right?" Qin Ming said lightly.

After hearing this, Mu Chunhua sighed softly and said through a message: "The matter has come to this, we can only take care of it."

When the two said this, they looked at each other calmly, then turned their eyes and looked in the direction of the Shadowless Clan at the same time.

There, Situ Wen, the leader of the Shadowless Clan, was drinking and having fun surrounded by people. He also held a beautiful young female cultivator in his arms, looking very happy.

Anyone familiar with the Wuying Clan knows that the female cultivator is Situ Wen's current dual cultivator, named Lingyao, and her cultivation is at the early stage of the Golden Core.
To be continued...