I am a cannon fodder, so what's wrong with grabbing an opportunity?

Chapter 218 Diffusion

The black dragon wanted to stop the two men, but was worried about hurting them, so he did not use his full strength, so the effect was not obvious.

Wan Muchun easily resolved the black dragon's attack.

It had no effect at all, the black dragon stopped holding back and attacked with all its might.

He even attacked Xie Zhiqiu from time to time.

How could Wan Muchun let him get his wish?

Blocked all attacks from the black dragon against Xie Zhiqiu.

Even when there were occasional accidental injuries, Wan Muchun protected him closely. When it came to the targeted attack on Xie Zhiqiu, Wan Muchun protected him even more closely.

This gave Hei Jiao some ideas.

The more Wan Muchun protected him, the more he wanted to attack Xie Zhiqiu.

After careful observation, I noticed that such a huge formation was actually set up by Xie Zhiqiu.

He had a preconceived idea and felt that Xie Zhiqiu's ability was not enough to set up such a large formation and he was just an auxiliary.

In fact, Wan Muchun is the auxiliary.

The Mu Xi Pearl provided Xie Zhiqiu with an endless supply of spiritual power.

After confirming this, the Black Dragon decided to interrupt the magic circle in Xie Zhiqiu's hand first.

Xie Zhiqiu was indifferent to the black dragon's attack, and his eyes were only on the spirit gathering array he was maintaining in his hands.

Wan Muchun protected Xie Zhiqiu tightly, not giving the black dragon any chance at all.

The monks in Yuxu Mountain felt even more uncomfortable.

The spiritual power in his body was drained away, and he was unable to retreat from the pressure coming from afar.

Fear spread, and even the feeling of having his spiritual power drained away disappeared.

Suddenly a voice appeared in the crowd, "My spiritual power doesn't seem to have been drained away."

I was happy for only two seconds before the feeling of having my spiritual energy drained away came back again.

With this sentence as a guide, everyone soon discovered that if the fear reached its extreme, it seemed that the spiritual power would no longer be drained away.

If the fear is weakened by two points, the spiritual power will be drained away again.

Finally, everyone summed up a pattern.

The more fearful you are, the less your spiritual power will be drained away; the less fearful you are, the faster your spiritual power will be drained away.

When Yan Ming heard the news, he just thought it was ridiculous.

His cultivation was high enough that he was not worried about death. It was just that a lot of his spiritual energy was drained away, but there was not much change, so he did not notice it.

But the facts prove that this is indeed the case, looking around.

The attendant beside him had spiritual energy lines emanating from his body that became thinner and thicker, and there was a mixture of fear and surprise in his eyes.

At this point, he was no longer sure whether to believe what the headquarters said.

He even suspected that they were all fodder.

Although he picked up a lot of the feed he had sent in, and although he was not dead, his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

For a monk, this is no different from being dead.

He wanted to know what the branch halls in Saihe City were in relation to the main hall?

The Left Protector is dead.

Perhaps the only one who can tell him the answer now is the God of Spring.

Even if he dies, he wants to die with understanding.

Yan Ming left the expeditionary team and headed towards the direction where the spiritual power was colliding on the mountain.

His body told him that he should stay away from the battle between the big monsters, but his brain told him that he must go up.

However, he overestimated his ability to endure, and Yan Ming, who had no one to protect him, was blown away by the strong wind created by the fight between the two.

When Yan Ming was knocked flying, he felt that maybe sometimes he didn't have to listen to his brain.

Even though he was exposed, Yan Ming still did not give up.

He determined that the direction he had chosen just now was wrong, as it happened to be on the diffusion line of the fight between the two.

If he went around to the back, he might be able to get closer.

Once you have made up your mind, choose the right moment and be ready to fly over to help Wan Muchun.

Wan Muchun naturally noticed that someone was trying to go around behind her. This person was the branch leader of Saihe City who had delivered feed to her before.

This man is Bai Jiao's subordinate. He came around behind her and must have bad intentions. He most likely wanted to launch a sneak attack on her.

He is so bold that he actually dares to have ideas about me.

Yan Ming was also afraid that the God of Spring would misunderstand him, so he planned to tell him his purpose when he got closer.

The black dragon launched another powerful attack towards Wan Muchun, but this time Wan Muchun did not take it. He turned around, hugged Xie Zhiqiu and flew away.

"Lord Spring God..."

Yan Ming had just said a few words when he was severely injured by the oncoming demonic power and was firmly nailed to the hilltop nearby.

When he fainted, Yan Ming had only one thought in his mind: why was he so unlucky? Why should he listen to his brain? Wouldn't it be better if he just listened to his body?

When Yan Ming appeared for the second time, Black Dragon also noticed him. This man seemed to be the master of some temple of Dragon God.

Wan Muchun just let the other party block it.

Didn’t he bless them before?

Why is it like this now?

What exactly is the Jiao Temple in her eyes?

The black dragon frowned and asked, "Wan Muchun, what do you want to do? Didn't you join the white dragon? This man is also your subordinate, right? Are you going to let him protect you?"

"No."

The black dragon thought she was going to explain, but unfortunately, Wan Muchun did not explain as he wished. Instead, she took the initiative to attack the black dragon.

This time the moves were fierce and every move was deadly.

The black dragon was not seriously injured, and its demonic power leaked out.

He looked in disbelief as his demonic power rushed towards where Mu Xizhu was.

It was quickly transmitted to Xie Zhiqiu, and the coverage of the formation instantly expanded by several miles.

Half of the expeditionary force's logistics battalion was covered.

The remaining people watched in horror as their companions' spiritual powers were taken away, and watched them cry for help.

Everyone who went in could not come out and watched their spiritual energy being sucked away.

No one dared to take another step.

Soon the news spread throughout the city of Saihe.

The monks left one after another, fearing that they would be swallowed if they were a step late.

The aristocratic families and sects gathered together to discuss how to break the impasse.

After the black dragon was injured, its demonic power leaked out. It was injured more and more seriously at the hands of Wan Muchun, and its demonic power dissipated faster and faster.

The coverage of the spirit gathering array is getting larger and larger.

"Wan Muchun, what on earth do you want to do?"

"Wan Muchun, do you know that you will kill everyone by doing this?"

"Wan Muchun, are you crazy?"

……

No matter how the black dragon questioned, he could not wake Wan Muchun up.

Wan Muchun was like an emotionless killing puppet, ruthlessly and severely injuring the Black Dragon.

Unable to wake Wan Muchun up, the Black Dragon could not just wait to die, so it wanted to escape, but was blocked by Wan Muchun.

Yinying finally moved near where the two were fighting.

The familiar long black figure was being beaten by a woman, it was undoubtedly Lord Black Dragon.

The situation is not very good. Just like him, the demonic power in his body has leaked out.

Looking at the captain again, he was staying away from the two of them and there was no danger.