I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"Who said you don't want to come!"

The little fat man was not someone who could be wronged, but looking at Mu Yiqiu's bright face, he still couldn't say anything too harsh.

"I'm just asking casually, I don't mean anything else. Miss Ning, you said it was..."

Before the word 'right' could be said, a member of the Twelve Realm suddenly said, "No, we fell into the formation!"

Formation?

Ning Ruan raised his head in surprise and looked around Western Zhou Dynasty.

Just when he was about to ask where the formation was, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

It was obviously a green and beautiful valley just now.

Now it suddenly became a battlefield full of evil spirits.

It should be said that the canyon is suspected of being a battlefield.

Bodies piled in the west.

A crow that loves carrion.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of corpses is really nauseating.

Looking around, there are still many broken limbs.

"Ugh..." The little fat man who had just eaten and gnawed a large chicken drumstick was the first to vomit due to the strong physical discomfort.

Others didn't react much.

Ning Ruan even took out the gourd from her waist, raised her head slightly, and drank a big sip of milk tea to calm her shock.

"This formation... doesn't look very good."

After finishing her words, she raised her hand to take back her temporary pretentious artifact... Rui Feng Xiang Yun Nian.

at this time……

A gloomy laughter came from all directions in the west:

"Hahaha... When you all die here, you will know the power of my Nine Nether Soul Refining Formation!"

"The Nine Nether Soul Refining Formation in the Soul-Eating Pavilion? How could this formation be possible in a mere station?"

The twelve realm monks who were the first to realize that they had fallen into the formation subconsciously made a sound in astonishment.

It was at this time.

The evil spirit in the canyon was almost solidified, and it was frighteningly rich.

The bloody energy began to sweep towards everyone.

Geng Er was impatient and came forward with a hammer, cursing in his mouth: "Fuck you, you are hiding your head and showing your tail, so you don't dare to see people. If you have the ability, come out and see if Grandpa Geng doesn't smash your dog's head!"

While swearing.

The hammer was also swung with awe.

The hammer tempered with some lightning strike wood instantly erupted into a thunderous roar when it came into contact with the blood-tinged evil spirit.

It was as if the evil spirit had encountered something terrible, and its speed suddenly stopped.

See this.

Geng Er was overjoyed, "Hahaha, what a broken formation, no matter how powerful you blow it, it still can't withstand your Grandpa Geng's blow!"

"Fellow Daoist Geng, be careful!" The twelfth-level monk who had obviously heard of the name of the Nine Nether Soul Refining Array hurriedly reminded him, and he even moved forward to prepare for support.

But it was still a step too late.

After the evil spirit stagnated for a moment, it suddenly appeared from the ground as if it had eyes.

Even Geng Er retreated quickly.

When faced with a sudden influx of evil energy, his calf was inevitably touched.

Since the beginning of cultivation, physical training has been spent all day polishing the body and forging the meridians. Compared with defense, physical training ranks second, and no one dares to rank first.

There was some pain in his calf, but Geng Er didn't take it to heart.

Instead, he waved the hammer and prepared to continue.

then……

He fell from mid-air.

It fell without warning.

The same twelve-level monk who knew the power of the formation hurried forward, raised his hand and stuffed a pill into Geng Er's mouth.

"Fellow Daoist Geng, stay calm and do not use the vitality in your body, otherwise the evil energy will soon erode your heart."

"What is so powerful?" Geng Er's consciousness was still very clear.

He clearly felt that his legs had lost all feeling.

Even from the waist down, you can see a blood-colored evil energy flowing.

"Hahaha, do you think it's okay to be unlucky? All of you will be swallowed up, and no one can escape, especially those three disciples of Liu Yun. After you die, I will hand over your bodies and let you group My fellow disciples, take a good look at what will happen if you repeatedly provoke me in the Soul Devouring Pavilion."

The evil spirit is approaching.

The guard group did not dare to rush forward without permission.

Geng Er's hammer, which is obviously the most powerful spiritual weapon that can restrain the most sinister and dark things, also suffered from this plot.

Not to mention them?

"Miss Ning, let's retreat first."

The guards made their decision in an instant.

of course.

Even in this critical moment.

They still abide by the duties of the escort team and guard this group of monks who are not yet in the tenth realm in the center.

Is it a sense of responsibility?

No.

Be a savior!

If in such a desperate situation, there is still a possibility of escape.

That must be the ridiculously powerful painting fairy in white behind Miss Ning.

As long as the old man is willing to come out, maybe... he can break the Nine Nether Soul Refining Formation in the Spirit-Eating Pavilion?

"Why delay? Can't we just wait and die?"

"Once the Nine Nether Soul Refining Array is opened, outsiders will no longer be able to enter. Even the rumored white-clothed painting fairy can't get in... Besides, can you really call the white-clothed painting fairy? If he really follows you, in He should have come out before you fell into the formation."

"Hahaha, Ning Ruan, you can't actually call the painting fairy in white anymore, can you?"

The Nine Nether Soul Refining Array obviously has the ability to confuse people's minds.

After being bullied by this person, Ning Ruan almost believed his lies.

Naturally, Geng Er and others also believed it.

Seeing the guard group hesitate.

Ning Ruan twitched the corners of her lips and raised her hand to point to Geng Er, "His spiritual weapon can temporarily drive away the evil spirit, and the lightning strike wood I gave you should be able to do the same."

"This is just an ordinary evil spirit. It is natural for lightning to strike a tree, but now this..."

The Twelve Realm monks who knew the Nine Nether Soul Refining Array quite well protected everyone as they retreated, with a bitter look on their face:

"The Nine Nether Soul Refining Syndrome is one of the three most prestigious magic formations in the Soul-Eating Pavilion. It has devoured countless powerful people. If only a few pieces of lightning-strike wood could easily break the formation... then the Soul-Eating Pavilion would have long ago It was destroyed.”

"How about dozens of pieces if a few pieces are not enough?" Ning Ruan asked, "I never seem to have said that I have no more lightning strikes."

She did give away the lightning strike wood as a reward.

But that doesn't mean she's gone.

Guards: "???"

No, they all have one, do you still have it?

And there are dozens more?

The Twelve Realm monk couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said in a deep voice: "If what Miss Ning said is true... then you can give it a try."

"What if we add strange fire?" Ning Ruan suddenly asked again.

What?

What's the fire?

The big guys of the escort group were all stunned.

Mu Yiqiu's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, she didn't even think about it.

Ning Ruan, this prodigal guy, has a strange fire!

Back in the secret realm under the sea, the strange fire was able to swallow up even the evil and evil things from such a long time ago. I'm afraid it will be the same with this evil aura now, right?

"Miss Ning, if you can bring out the strange fire, I can guarantee that you will be able to break the Nine Nether Soul Refining Array of these idiots in the Soul Devouring Pavilion!"

"Oh." Sure enough, it was fun to hit people with equipment.

Ning Ruan happily took out the lightning strike wood.

Make sure there is one serving per person.

"You can still destroy me, seniors, feel free to come forward!"