He clenched his fists as if he was holding some kind of treasure, and each of his fists emitted a divine light.
"What?"
In the midst of everyone's exclamations, the divine light expanded and enveloped everyone.
The Absolute Domain and the magical power that the Dragon God Ring absorbed from Su Jiang were his biggest trump cards for triggering the avalanche.
The snow surged over the divine light, but not a single grain of snow could sink in. Everyone was stunned. When they came back to their senses, they couldn't help but think, 'What kind of treasure is this?'
Their eyes were all on Yan Li's hands, but they didn't realize that the source of the divine light was the Dragon God Ring on Yan Li's chest. Yan Li deliberately led them to think that the treasures were a pair, and they couldn't connect it to the Dragon God Ring.
Although Su Jiang's new magical power had been recorded, only a few people, including Feng Jiu, could recognize it. There were many treasures and techniques with similar abilities in this world, so it wasn't surprising.
"Let's see how arrogant these monsters are, hahaha!"
The threat to their lives temporarily disappeared. Thinking of the unlucky enemies, some of them laughed in relief. They felt that the fight just now was too short, and it wasn't satisfying at all.
"What a pity, I'm afraid only a few strong ones will survive. With our strength, we can easily deal with them together!"
This sentence didn't match, and no one knew whether it was a pity or a relief. His conflicted heart was also reflected in most of the cultivators. On one hand, he felt that this method was too easy to get rid of the enemy. Why couldn't he get more battle achievements first? On the other hand, he felt that the hope of survival was suddenly incomparably real. This was somewhat unreal.
Wen Ziqing gritted his teeth and untied the linen cloth on his left palm, applied medicine to the wound, and then tied it up again. He led his team, but they faced hundreds of shadows. He felt that it was a miracle that they could block them. However, the price he paid was not small, and the wound on his hand was only light.
"Let's go back, I'm afraid we can make a story. The Demon World is just so-so. Should we write 'Taoist Was Here' here?"
"Yes, yes, yes, let's pee again … hahaha …"
The nine disciples were not all well-educated. For example, Ye Xiaolang was born a beggar, and his speech was very unrestrained. At this moment, there was no restraint, and he was arrogant.
Time passed quickly while these people were chatting and laughing.
When the snowstorm stopped, the world fell into silence. There was only the sporadic sound of the cold wind, and the aftertaste of the soul-stirring disaster.
Yan Li withdrew his supernatural power and raised his hand to release his genuine Qi, digging a hole in the snow. Everyone followed him and walked out in a line. In the boundless snow and dust, the place where they stood had been completely buried. The ruins were buried more than a few feet high, and the original scene could no longer be seen. Several broken stone pillars were still popping up in the surroundings like stone blocks.
He secretly estimated that the energy consumed just now was probably equivalent to an Elemental Brilliance Stone, which made him feel quite pained. Elemental Pyroxene wasn't an ordinary item. Even Confucian orthodoxy couldn't take it out just because they wanted to. Moreover, it consumed a lot of it, so it was a treasure that could only be found by luck.
Snow and dust still pervaded the air, making it difficult to see the surroundings clearly.
Although these people thought that victory was at their fingertips, no one volunteered to check it out. Who knew where those strong ones were hiding? At this time, whoever moved first might die before picking the fruits of victory.
No one moved, but someone had to take the first step.
Yan Li knew that he couldn't be stingy at this time. He drew a large amount of genuine Qi from the Dragon God Ring and directly restored his Source Sea to eighty percent. Then, he looked at Wei Shu and nodded. The two of them formed a corner and explored forward, one on the left and the other on the right.
The rest of the people followed closely, afraid that they would be killed if they fell behind.
The snowy ground rustled with the sound of being stepped on. The deathly stillness made everyone's hearts more and more excited, because this proved that the enemy had almost been eliminated by the natural power of heaven. How could this not make people happy? Imagine this kind of contribution. Just now, they risked their lives to resist the enemy, cooperated with Yan Li's plan, and annihilated the Ghost Race army of twenty thousand plus the Blood-clothed Tower's Shadow Hall. What a great achievement! Although none of them would admit that this war didn't consume much of their strength.
After passing through many "stone blocks," they didn't see the enemy's corpses, but they could imagine that they should be buried under the snow.
After expanding the search area a little more, the snow and dust also dissipated, and the surrounding scene gradually appeared.
Suddenly, Yan Li's heart skipped a beat. He stopped and looked to the left. There was a person sitting on the stone block at the edge of the broken stone pillar, looking at them with a mocking expression.
"Xue Kuang! He's alone. Let's go and kill him! "Yu Feihuan took out his spear and laughed excitedly. The Upper Wilderness God Temple's method was very compatible with the spear, so the disciples mostly used the spear. However, a weapon like the spear was still used by many people, so it didn't have the status of a unique weapon like the Umbrella Blade.
"Wait!" Wei Shu stretched out her hand to stop him and said with a serious expression, "My sword sensed many breaths, more than three to five. I'm afraid they are not dead."
"Not dead? How is that possible? " Xu Guang almost jumped up. Even he couldn't have survived the natural power of heaven on that scale. It was fine that the Xue Kuang survived, but how could the ghost army be spared?
Xue Kuang smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but what he said is the truth."
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the snow suddenly exploded, and Huang Shi jumped out. He somersaulted several times in the air and landed steadily on the ground. Twisting his neck, he looked at the cultivators expressionlessly and said coldly, "The Dragonblood Legion under my command is one of the strongest legions of the Ghost Race. Every soldier has drunk dragon blood, and every one of them has lived alone on Mount Tailan for half a year. They have experienced being buried alive countless times. Only those who survive will be recruited by the legion. Do you think a mere avalanche can catch them all? How naive. "
As soon as he finished speaking, many heads with blue and green skin appeared around him. Each and every one of them had a cruel and evil smile on their faces. They crawled out of the snow and shook off the snow. They were still full of energy and didn't look frozen at all.
There were also hundreds of people who looked like Ghost Generals, each protecting a shadow of the Shadow Hall. For these elites who had experienced being buried for several days and nights, this was just a small-scale assault training.
Everyone's heart sank.
"I'm tired of it." Xue Kuang announced and then smiled maliciously, "Now I'll give you one more chance. As long as you give up resisting and cooperate, I'll let bygones be bygones. I promise I won't hurt a single hair of yours. Of course, except for one person. This person is the culprit who brought you to the abyss. He can't be forgiven. I think you all know who I'm talking about. "
Seeing the cultivators' expressions change, he used a tempting tone to throw out a bomb. "Ah, right, if any of you can personally take his head and give it to me, I'll let him go back to the Immortal World."
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