When the cultivator saw the white-clothed girl's appearance, he immediately became angry and coldly shouted: "Junior Sister Ling Yun, it was your master Qing Niao who came to beg my master. Only then did our White Dragon Gate agree to bring you here to seize the opportunity. However, we already agreed that after entering the Mysterious Domain, you will listen to our instructions and use your pill techniques to help us. Now that I asked you to refine a cauldron of Miasma Breaking Pills, you are making excuses?"
The white-clothed girl's face became even uglier. She waved her hand and opened the cauldron, but her hands were trembling slightly.
At this moment, a Spiritual Movement Realm disciple beside the cultivator suddenly laughed and said to the green-masked cultivator who berated the white-clothed girl: "Senior Qiao, did you forget? This Senior Sister Ling Yun is also from the Blue Cloud Sect …"
The green-masked cultivator was slightly startled. A possibility suddenly flashed through his mind. He pulled down his face and coldly looked at the white-clothed girl: "Junior Sister Ling Yun, if that's the case, you and that little devil are old acquaintances. Could it be that … you want to help him?"
The white-clothed girl bit her lips and did not answer. Suddenly, she opened the cauldron and placed several spirit medicines inside. Then, she activated the spirit flame in her palm and began to refine pills. When the green-masked cultivator saw this, although he was full of doubts, he did not continue to interrogate her. He only secretly ordered two disciples to keep an eye on the white-clothed girl while he continued to urge the disciple in charge of breaking the formation.
During this time, the sound of rushing wind could be heard. From time to time, cultivators would rush over and surround the foggy swamp in search of a way to break the formation. The eldest disciple of the White Dragon Gate, Qiao Yuannian, was extremely anxious, but he did not say anything. He only secretly ordered the disciples of the White Dragon Gate to guard the surroundings of the formation passage. Others had not discovered this passage that could be easily broken through, so they still had a chance.
Time passed by minute by minute. The progress of breaking the formation gradually increased and the Miasma Breaking Pills refined by the white-clothed girl were almost complete.
Within the cauldron, the light from the fire shone on the white-clothed girl's face, revealing a trace of determination on her face.
Another half an incense's time passed, and the disciple in charge of breaking the formation of the White Dragon Gate suddenly exclaimed in a low voice and said happily, "Senior Brother Qiao, we didn't disappoint you. Two of the three formation flags in this passage have been broken, and the last one is about to be broken …"
As his voice rang out, a despairing wail rang out from within the formation. "Damn it, why am I so unlucky? If you're so capable, wait for me for another ten minutes. Just ten minutes will do. Watch me …"
Qiao Yuannian didn't pay any attention to him. A lightning-fast thought flashed through his mind, 'So this little devil can recover in the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. But it's really dangerous …' He immediately raised his spiritual power and shouted at the woman in white, "Junior Martial Sister Lingyun, quickly bring me the Miasma Dispelling Pill!" He planned to hold the Miasma Dispelling Pill in his mouth, rush into the Misty Swamp, and use his own cultivation to blast open the last formation flag.
Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, the woman in white suddenly slapped the cauldron open, and a green pill flew out from the cauldron. She caught it in her hand and put it under her tongue. Then, her eyes turned cold, and her figure rushed towards the passage of the formation like a bolt of lightning. Seeing this, Qiao Yuannian's face turned cold, and he slapped with his palm. The palm force was vigorous, and it turned into a rolling long river, covering the sky and earth.
"Green Cloud Sword Seals the River …"
The woman in white shouted, and with a wave of her long sword, a strange phenomenon appeared in front of her.
Impressively, it was an iron lock, lying across the long river, sealing all the incoming palm force.
The woman in white took advantage of the momentum to fly to the mouth of the passage, grabbed the White Dragon Gate disciple who was breaking the formation, and threw him back. She held her sword across her chest, stood in front of the passage, and said solemnly, "I'm here, so I won't allow you to enter!"
Qiao Yuannian was about to go crazy, and he pressed forward step by step, saying coldly, "Junior Sister Lingyun, do you know what you're doing?"
The woman in white said, "You're right, I know him. He's my junior brother, and I'm his senior sister!"
Qiao Yuannian's eyes narrowed, and he hid his hands in his sleeves, secretly circulating his spiritual power. At this time, the formation in the passage had not been completely opened, so others could not discover the abnormality, but he did not dare to cause too much trouble, for fear that others would discover the existence of this passage and come to fight for it. Their White Dragon Gate was only a medium-sized sect, and they were no match for those big sects.
"Hey … Hey, girl outside, who are you?"
Inside the formation, the sneaky voice sounded again, asking for the identity of the woman in white.
The woman in white held her sword in front of her chest, sighed softly, and said, "Junior Brother Fang, can't you recognize my voice?"
The voice inside said, "It's a little familiar …"
A helpless smile rose from the corners of the white-clothed woman's mouth as she said, "I'm Xu Lingyun. Don't be distracted, hurry up and heal your injuries. I'm very useless, so I can't protect you for long with this sword of mine. However, I'll help you buy ten minutes …"
The voice inside the fog was slightly stunned, and said in surprise, "Xu Lingyun? Senior Sister Lingyun of the Blue Cloud Sect? "
Before Xu Lingyun could answer, there was suddenly a commotion in front of them, and the situation changed again.
The White Dragon Gate had been guarding this passage firmly, afraid that it would be discovered by others, but as more and more cultivators rushed over, there was no lack of cultivators who were well-versed in the Dao of Formations, and gradually, they began to see some clues. In addition, the White Dragon Gate had really guarded this area too closely, which made people suspicious, and there were already many people secretly observing the changes.
Just as the White Dragon Sect's Qiao Yuannian was about to attack Xu Lingyun, a cold voice suddenly rang out, "Fellow Daoist, I see that you're all so busy here. Is there anything I can help you with?"
Qiao Yuannian was shocked, and turned to look, and was surprised to see a cultivator with long and narrow eyebrows looking coldly at him.
Qiao Yuannian quickly dispersed his spiritual power, and said lightly, "Thank you, fellow cultivator, we can handle it ourselves!"
The cultivator with long and narrow eyebrows snorted coldly, and said, "I suddenly feel that the Formation here is very interesting …"
As he spoke, his body suddenly moved, and he rushed in the direction that Xu Lingyun was guarding, wanting to force his way through to find out what was going on. Qiao Yuannian of the White Dragon Gate was shocked, and hurriedly shouted, "Stop him!" As he spoke, he raised his palm and hit the cultivator's back, and the other disciples of the White Dragon Gate also used their own spells and instruments, interweaving into a large net, and attacked the cultivator.
The cultivator alone could not withstand so many attacks, and his figure was forced to retreat, and he shouted, "I knew there was a problem here, everyone, there is a gap in the Formation here, if you want to capture the little devil, you have to do it here …"
But he saw that he could not compete with the whole White Dragon Gate, after all, so he decided to muddy the waters, and take advantage of the opportunity, and the effect was very obvious. When he shouted, there were already several cultivators who had been watching from the sidelines, silently moving towards the gap in the Formation. More cultivators were attracted by his words, and they all shouted and flew over.
"Who dares to steal the opportunity of the White Dragon Gate …"
Qiao Yuannian was so anxious that his eyes turned red, and he desperately shouted, rushing forward, wanting to break into the Formation.
"Want to monopolize the opportunity? Dream on! "
The cultivator with long and narrow eyebrows rushed up again, attacking his back, forcing him to turn back to defend.
In a short time, in order to capture this little devil called "Fang Xing", the outside of the Misty Marsh was already in chaos.
"Where is the little devil? I want this opportunity … "
A deep voice rang out, and in the void, ghostly flames flickered everywhere, and a giant ghost head rushed over.
"Yama Ghost King …"
When Qiao Yuannian saw this ghost head, he was immediately stunned, and his heart trembled.
The person who had attacked was an expert from the Southern Border, and at a young age he had founded a sect, called Yama Ghost King. He was one of the few young experts in the Southern Border, and this person was not someone the disciples of the White Dragon Gate could afford to offend.
However, before the giant ghost head reached the Formation, there was a clear whistle, and in the void, golden flames flickered, and a golden figure rushed over, Stellar Energy surging around him, blowing away the ghostly flames that filled the sky, and even pushing Yama Ghost King to the side. He transformed into a golden dragon and rushed towards the Formation first. This person had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. Impressively, the Crown Prince of the Chu royal court, Chu Huang, had arrived.
"Zha zha zha …"
A series of strange cackles could be heard. Seven black shadows as small as pellets flew over and actually transformed into tiny humans. They let out strange cries as they charged towards the spell formation. Someone recognized them. They were the seven monsters from one of the Northern Divine Mountain sects. They had also come.
"Clang, clang, clang …"
Three heavy guqin sounds rang out, causing the cultivators in front of them to feel dizzy. A purple figure took the opportunity to rush forward, holding a guqin in her arms. Her expression was solemn, and there was a hint of murderous intent between her brows. Impressively, it was Ye Guyin from the Ice Sound Palace.
Under the attack of countless experts, the area outside the Misty Swamp immediately turned into a sea of spells.
Astral winds surged and spells collided, forming a strong airflow that ordinary cultivators were unable to endure at all. Even the disciples of the White Dragon Sect were forced to retreat over 30 meters away, and they didn't dare to come close at all. However, Xu Lingyun had a solemn expression on her face as she faced the experts that filled the sky. She closed her eyes, raised her sword, and executed the Azure Cloud Sword Locking the River …
Under the attack of countless powerful spells, Xu Lingyun's sword light seemed so weak and dim.
At this moment, among the experts who were fighting for the Formation passage, she could not withstand any one of them, but under the combined attack of so many people, she still exerted all her strength to perform the most powerful defensive sword technique she could to resist the cultivators.
This sword light might not be able to force back the attacks of the cultivators, but at least it illuminated her resolute face.
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