Rune Master

In a blink of an eye, there were even fewer people left, a total of three Nandou Sword Sect disciples, sixteen people from the Small World, and more than half of those who came up from Naxin chose to leave.

"I've just arrived in the Earth Talisman Realm and gained ten times my lifespan. I haven't been outside yet. I don't want to die yet!" One person yelled, as if to find a reasonable excuse for himself to leave, and many people responded.

Su Yuan scanned these people left behind, and found that there were no new disciples from the small world of runes, he was surprised and relieved.

Naxin recruited a total of thirty new disciples, and nine of them came from the small world of runes. Except for geniuses like Jing Chen and Yuan Che, the rest were recruited for Ling Yi's sake.

After a little trial now, these nine people finally did not disappoint.

"The three of you have decided?" Su Yuan's downcast eyes flashed coldly, and no one noticed the inadvertent sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"The big league is in danger." Among the three disciples of the Nandou Sword Sect, the man with thick eyebrows named Xin Wu said with a smile on his face, "I am worried about letting the juniors walk alone, and I would like to escort them all the way." The junior he was referring to was that 16 people to leave.

Two other people followed Xin Wu and echoed in unison.

"Over there, please!" Su Yuan didn't stop him, even if Song Cheng had something to say, he was stopped.

The three of them enlarged the flying sword and carried 16 people out of the formation. They were lost in the formation as if there was nothing there. In true words of Jingchen, after the best time now, there will be no other chances.

The labyrinth was crumbling under the power of the magic runes absorbed by the strange demons, but it was never broken.

At this time, as Xin Wu left with a group of people, the remaining disciples of the Nandou Sword Sect had less than a dozen burdens that needed protection, and devoted themselves more to the battle, and the situation gradually came under control.

But after all, the cultivation base of the strange demon has reached the imperial level, which is equivalent to the mysterious level, and the situation is not as optimistic as imagined.

"Do strange demons have weaknesses?" Jing Chen grabbed someone beside him and asked without seeing who it was.

The disciple who was asked was also quick to respond, and immediately replied, "There is no obvious weakness. If you really think about it, their energy source cannot rely on their own supplies. Only by devouring their own kind or cultivators can they continue to fight."

"That's why in the frontline battlefield, strange demons are haunting in groups, so that they can replace a group of stored power."

"Power up?"

"Yes." The square-faced disciple explained, "If you haven't been to the frontline battlefield, you may not know that the land to the south of Fengmo Barrier is full of magic traps, and each magic trap is a source of energy for strange demons to accumulate strength."

Besides, there will be more content for science popularization. The square-faced disciple stopped it in time and focused more attention on the battle in front of him.

If it is said that the so-called magic trap is used to provide energy on the front line, then now, it is the spirit runestones used to form the maze array points that provide energy, right?Jingchen figured out some things, but still didn't have a good solution.

If there is one kind, it is to take the bottom from the pot and directly destroy the maze.

But this method is completely impossible. With their current strength, they can do it sooner, so why bother to struggle here.

More people joined the battlefield, but it was still a drop in the bucket, but the number of wounded increased.

Fortunately, no one has died so far, which is a great blessing among misfortunes.

"Let me do it." Lan took the injured disciple and put his palm on his back, from which blue light radiated with surging water energy and vitality.

"Your spirit seal talent?" Yu Liuqing knelt down and looked at it.

Lingyin talent is the skill after condensing Lingyin, which can be regarded as efficacy or nirvana.

"That's right." Lan said lightly.

"It seems that there is no escape." Yuan Che's tone was extremely melancholy.

"Then how can you still laugh!" Mo Yufei had a mournful face, in stark contrast to Yuan Che.

"Are you really crying?" Yuan Che was surprised, and patted his younger brother's head, "I'm teasing you." He raised his jaw slightly towards Jing Chen, "There is a height under the sky..."

"I'm not short either!" Mo Yufei affirmed angrily, his eyes widened, and he might have the momentum to bite you if you say another word.

"Okay, okay, I'm short." Yuan Che's words had no consoling effect, "In short, you can rest assured."

Mo Yufei was really worried, but he couldn't help Ling Yi, so he could only squat beside Jing Chen.

"Go away." Jing Chen's fingertips surged with magic power, and the formation map in his mind was imaged in emptiness. Before anyone approached, he said, "Busy."

Mo Yufei, who was miserably disgusted, "..."

Judging by the induction from the sent out eight pieces of Wanxiang Nine, there is no solution to this game, Jing Chen scratched his head.

At this moment, the battle with the strange demon has reached a fever pitch, Ling Yi's ten times combat power is at full strength, and he finally inflicted a heavy blow on the strange demon.

Seeing this, the others took out their bottom-of-the-box combat skills and slashed at the gap made by the sword.

The energy flow in the labyrinth was disordered for a moment, Jing Chen suddenly felt something, gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, "Hold on, I have a solution!"

This shout is undoubtedly inspiring, especially at this moment, and Jing Chen's talent in the minor leagues before, inexplicably gives people confidence and confidence.

"It seems that you want to play a big game." Feng Ji's words were interrupted in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Jing Chen ignored him, and concentrated his thoughts on sensing where the Wanxiang Nine-Back Chess refined by him was, and his fingertips kept forming seals.

Jian Lao noticed Jing Chen's actions, and at first he didn't understand, his face suddenly changed, "Good boy, be careful playing with fire*, in fact..."

After unilaterally cutting off the contact, Jing Chen's mind suddenly calmed down. Finally, Jing Chen could concentrate on the next thing - that was a gamble.

The momentum of the strange demon was contained, and Su Yuan, who had sent away the deserters, came. Seeing Jingchen's fingertips surging with magic power, his expression was fixed and he did not disturb him.

"Senior brother Su, you..." Song Cheng was puzzled, or more because he didn't understand Su Yuan's previous actions, "What is the intention?"

"Boom!" The injured body of the strange demon accelerated the absorption of the power of the magic rune, and the energy gathered towards it like a giant whale absorbing water, forming a series of visible air vortices.

"Uncle Grand Master, be careful!" the disciple who was closer hurriedly reminded.

As soon as the long sword came out, the light of the sword was like a sharp blade, and the air flow split into tens of thousands of fragments. Ling Yi held the sword in his backhand and threw it into the air. The virtual image of the sword appeared from behind him. The long sword stood in the air, exuding an unstoppable sharpness .

"Ah! Could it be that Uncle Grand Master has also achieved spiritual transformation?"

"But his cultivation is only at the sixth rank of the spiritual level!"

Ling Yi hit here with all his strength, the sword light turned into Qi, gathered Qi into shape, and used the sword-shaped phantom as a sharp blade, which was blessed with ten times the attack power, instantly causing the strange monster to sense a trace of threat.

At this time, Jing Chen also made a move.

The eight pieces of Wanxiang Nine Chess scattered around the maze contain ripples of spiritual runes, and the materials of the same-sourced runes interact with each other, moving in the direction of Jingchen together.

However, the badly injured strange demon did not retreat, but accelerated energy absorption and continued to advance.

Outside the maze, the knife in the femininity man's hand slashed his wrist again, the blood flowed profusely, against the background of his serious face, he looked at the people beside him in shock.

If you look down from the sky at this time, you will see that there are no clouds in the sky, only the mist that does not look like clouds is layered in the center, which is strange and abnormal.

"Pfft." The disciples of the Nandou Sword Sect were intimidated by the soaring aura of the strange demon, and were hit by the spiritual pressure that seemed to be real, and they were injured one after another.

Ling Yi's long sword did not retract, and his aura was equally astonishing. It can be said that he alone could withstand most of the attacks.

"Don't carry it hard, little Lingzi!" Jian Lao shouted at Sea Monster.

Ling Yi didn't move, but said, "He said there is a way, I believe it."

"I'm going, you young couple!" If you can see the old sword at this time, you must be slapping your thigh and yelling, "Can you save me some time, I said you should retreat obediently when you are exhausted, you Master Qi has watched the show for so long, it's time to loosen his muscles and bones!"

"My master?" Ling Yi was taken aback, Yu Jian relaxed for a moment, was immediately knocked away by the strange demon, fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wiping the back of his hand against the corner of his mouth, Ling Yi asked, "You mean Gu Yi?"

"Otherwise!" Elder Jian rolled his eyes, "Oh no, now is not the time, you go and stop your wife..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a shock in the ground. That kind of shock was not the ground cracking or receiving a huge force, but it was like a surge of spiritual energy and a tremor in the senses.

Ling Yi quickly looked in Jing Chen's direction, but it was still too late.

The eight pieces of nine pieces scattered outside exploded together. The power of the spirit talisman was extraordinary, and Jing Chen's layout was extremely tricky. With this pressure, it felt like the spirit pressure was coming from all directions, which made people breathless for a while .

"Huh." Jiang Zhian held his breath, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. After seeing the surroundings clearly, he was surprised, "Huh, there seems to be something different?"

The barren land is still in sight, but there is a feeling of pushing away the clouds and mist.

Looking at the strange demons again, they use the runestones to forcibly increase their cultivation base, shrink rapidly after the maze is broken, and finally maintain the boundary between the emperor level and the king level.

"Get rid of them!" The sharp voice drew back the attention of the sluggish people, and under the command of this voice, the strange monsters rushed towards the low-level disciples of the Southern Sword Fighting School.

"Who is it?" Some people were wondering, the person who suddenly appeared was not far from them, but no one had noticed it before.

Or is it true that the maze can cover the eyes, so the person who appears in front of him is undoubtedly the person who is playing tricks?

"It's Di Yuanzong, look at their clothes!"

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other. They had feuds earlier, but now, they can't wait to pounce on them and kick their hearts.

The disciples of Diyuanzong who were exposed on the opposite side really panicked, and the maze was broken, which was far beyond their expectations.

"You, are you okay?" Mo Yufei looked nervously at Jing Chen, whose face was pale without a trace of blood, his eyes closed tightly as if he could fall down if the wind blows.

"Hey, don't scare me!" Mo Yufei wanted to reach out his hand, but was pushed staggeringly by Ling Yi who rushed over from the wounded.

When Jing Chen was touched, he fell backwards as if boneless.

"Xiaochen!" Ling Yi hugged him and called out cautiously.

No response.In the sea of ​​consciousness, Feng Ji sighed softly.

"What happened to him?" Ling Yi asked Old Jian.

"Uh." Old Jian scratched his head, "He blew himself up with eight pieces of Nine-Bang-A-Back. Hey, I reminded him, but he didn't listen at all!"

Self-destruct?Ling Yi's pupils shrank, and the natal weapon exploded, which means self-destructive cultivation, which is equivalent to a martial artist destroying his meridians.

Things are far from over with the maze being broken.

Blood was dripping from the feminine man's arm, and drips fell on the yellow ground along his fingertips. The moment he entered, he could vaguely see a trace of blackness, "I underestimated you."

On the side, the strange demon was still attacking everyone with its teeth and claws. Although it could not absorb the runestones and continue to grow, its own cultivation level crushed everyone present.

"Senior Brother Su!" Song Cheng pulled Su Yuan over and said quickly, "Let's take him away as soon as possible, there is still time."

Su Yuan smiled slightly, "No need, our reinforcements have already arrived."

"Ah! I can't take it anymore! Qinglong old man, if you hide your head and show your tail again, you will go back to your beast control sect!" The old and unrestrained voice sounded full of arrogance.

Accompanied by the sound, all the disciples of the Nandou Sword Sect showed joy, "Congratulations to the Elder Gu Yi!"