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Five Desolation Battle Formation
The Holy Emperor Realm was divided into early, middle, and late stages.
The difference between these three minor levels of cultivation could be said to be equivalent to the difference between a Saint King and a Saint Exalt.
A late stage Holy Emperor was enough to kill all of them in an instant.
"Don't be fooled by her!" Gu Qingyi shouted, "This woman is the Ninth Elder of the Dead Spirit Clan."
"You should know what she's capable of!"
As soon as he said this, the disciples immediately became nervous.
Ling Baimei didn't care at all.
"If you don't believe me, you can try to leave now." Ling Baimei smiled faintly, "If I stop you, I'll break my promise. If I don't, you can leave safely."
The moment these words were spoken, everyone was moved.
Cao Hefei took a step forward and said, "Then I'll have a try."
"Cao Hefei, you …"
"Gu Qingyi, don't throw away your life. Their target is not us, but Mu Yun and Miao Xianyu." Cao Hefei said directly, "I won't stay here and die for them."
Cao Hefei looked at the others and said, "If you think you're a match for a late stage Holy Emperor, stay here and die."
"I'll go too!"
"Me too."
Immediately, a few people echoed Cao Hefei and turned to fly outside.
Ling Baimei didn't chase after them. She just looked at Mu Yun and Miao Xianyu with a smile.
Time passed slowly. In the blink of an eye, there were only two people standing beside Gu Qingyi.
Seeing them, Gu Qingyi said slowly, "Qing Yan, Qing Dun, aren't you two leaving?"
"We're all disciples of the Carefree Mountain. If we run away when we're in danger, that's not right." Qing Yan, who was thin, said, "Sometimes, we have to maintain our Martial Spirit. Otherwise, we won't have a future!"
Qing Dun nodded at this moment.
"Okay!"
Gu Qingyi looked at Ling Baimei and the others coldly.
"It's funny. If you die, what's the point of talking about Martial Spirit?"
A young man beside Ling Baimei said with a smile, "I'd like to see if you're still so tough after you die!"
"Spirit Cloud Sky, Spirit Cloud Sea!"
At this moment, Ling Baimei said, "I'll leave Gu Qingyi to you. As for Mu Yun and Miao Xianyu, leave them to me …"
Until now, Mu Yun's expression was still very calm.
Miao Xianyu didn't do anything either.
"Qing Yan, Qing Dun, I'll remember you two. Thank you for today!"
Mu Yun looked at the two brothers and said with a smile, "If you need help in the future, I, Mu Yun, will definitely do my best."
Qing Yan and Qing Dun were not necessarily friends with him, but now that they were willing to stay, it was enough for Mu Yun to remember them.
"You're too polite. We're all disciples of Carefree Mountain."
The two of them cupped their fists and smiled.
When Ling Yuntian saw Mu Yun's action, he smiled and said, "I'm afraid that after today, you won't have another day!"
Ling Yunhai smiled and said, "To be honest, I'm really excited to kill a genius."
At this moment, Ling Baimei's expression changed slightly. Clearly, victory was within her grasp.
Today, as long as she killed Mu Yun and Miao Xianyu, the danger of the Dead Spirit Clan would disappear.
Even if she had to offend Carefree Mountain, she would not hesitate.
"Can I say that you're too confident?"
Mu Yun smiled and took a step forward.
"A mere Supreme Holy Master doesn't seem to be … confident, right? I can only say that it's … a normal operation. "
Ling Yuntian smiled and said, "After all, you won't have the chance to experience the gap between a Holy Emperor and a Holy Master!"
"Really? That's not necessarily true! "
Mu Yun smiled and looked at Miao Xianyu beside her. She said apologetically, "It seems that I need you to protect me this time!"
"My pleasure!"
"Well, don't talk nonsense. None of you can protect each other."
Ling Baimei took a step forward, surging with killing intent.
Suddenly, a deathly aura pounced on Mu Yun and Miao Xianyu.
At the same time, Ling Yuntian and Ling Yunhai also led other warriors to attack Gu Qingyi and the other two.
"Go to hell!" Ling Baimei grabbed at Miao Xianyu with murderous intent.
"I don't want to die yet."
At this moment, Miao Xianyu waved her hand gracefully. With a wave of her hand, a loud boom rang out and the stone wall exploded.
"Late-stage Holy Emperor!"
At this moment, Ling Baimei's expression changed slightly, "You've recovered your strength!"
"No, just a small part of it!"
Miao Xianyu snorted. Her figure flashed and attacked Ling Baimei.
On the other side, Mu Yun came to the side of Gu Qingyi, Qing Yan, and Qing Dun.
"Gu Qingyi has just become a Holy Emperor. He's not a threat to us!"
"Maybe!"
Mu Yun said indifferently, "But I don't know if this is a threat."
"Five Desolation Attack Formation!"
With a low shout, Mu Yun's hand suddenly shone brightly.
In an instant, within a hundred miles of the mountain forest, a piece of light slowly rose.
A huge formation sprang into being.
"Hmm?"
Ling Yuntian said with a smile, "You're an Extreme Holy Master. I'm afraid it's just a Level Six Holy Formation. It can't trap us!"
"Then you can give it a try!"
Mu Yun grinned.
"Hmm?"
Gradually, the two of them felt different types of energy entering their bodies. In an instant, the movements of their bodies were restricted.
"Five Desolation Attack Formation is not aggressive. It only suppresses your strength by half!"
Mu Yun looked at Gu Qingyi and said, "Senior Brother, each of you will take one. Qing Yan, Qing Dun, you two kill those Holy Masters. I don't think it's a problem for you if your strength is reduced by half, right?"
"No problem!"
"Damn it!"
Ling Yuntian looked terrible at this moment. He looked at Mu Yun with murderous intent.
If their strength was reduced by half, they might be able to resist Mu Yun. But Gu Qingyi was an Early-stage Holy Emperor.
"Yuntian, swallow it!"
Ling Yuntian waved his hand and a black Holy Pill appeared.
"This is … the Bone-piercing Dark Pill!" Ling Yuntian shouted, "If you swallow this pill, your strength will double, but you will be weak for a long time."
"It's okay. It's enough to kill them." Ling Yuntian said again, "Otherwise, we will definitely be suppressed by Gu Qingyi in this Formation."
Ling Yuntian was also burning with anger. If it were not for the fact that this pill was precious and there were only two of them, they would be killed even if Mu Yun trapped them with a Level Seven Formation.
"Okay!"
Ling Yuntian did not talk nonsense and swallowed the pill directly.
In this way, although their strength was reduced by half in a short time, they still had the strength of an Early-stage Holy Emperor. They were not afraid of Gu Qingyi and Mu Yun.
As long as one of them killed Mu Yun, the Formation would be broken by itself.
"A recovery type Holy Pill?"
Gu Qingyi's heart sank.
He had no problem, but Mu Yun was only an Ultra-level Holy Master.
He had just broken through to the Early-stage Holy Emperor from the Ultra-level Holy Master. Naturally, he knew how terrifying a Holy Emperor was.
"Junior Brother …"
"Don't worry, Senior Brother." Mu Yun looked ahead and said, "It's not certain who will live and who will die!"
"Okay!"
Gu Qingyi said no more.
There was no other way now. He could only try to kill one of them first to help Mu Yun.
However, the other party was also an Early-stage Holy Emperor, who was not weaker than him. It was not so easy to kill him.
Boom …
A roar sounded at this moment. Ling Yuntian directly attacked Gu Qingyi. Inside the Formation, the sound of waves shook.
At the same time, Ling Yuntian locked his eyes on Mu Yun with murderous intent.
If it were not for Mu Yun, this matter would not have become so troublesome. His two Bone-piercing Dark Pills would not have been wasted here.
"Cloud-turning Spiritual Bone Hand!"
Ling Yuntian directly waved his hand and attacked Mu Yun.
"Origin Illusion Three Swords!"
Mu Yun directly attacked with her sword. The Liyuan Sacred Sword shone brightly.
In an instant, the four of them confronted each other.
Outside the Formation, Ling Baimei was entangled by Miao Xianyu.
"I didn't expect you to have some tricks up your sleeves. You deliberately pretended to be weak and prepared the Formation, and then sent me away. Are you afraid that I will break the Formation by force?"
Ling Baimei looked at Miao Xianyu and said with a smile, "Your scheme is not bad, but it is useless in front of absolute strength!"
"I don't need to play tricks on you." Miao Xianyu sneered, "It seems that your Undead Spirit Clan has thoroughly understood the power of the Pill Emperor Mansion. That's why you are so anxious to attack me!"
"You even used the Central Centennial Ancient City as bait."
"However, I am also very curious. You know the power of the Pill Emperor Mansion and the importance of the Pill Emperor's son. The Pill Emperor Mansion will certainly not give up looking for him. You are digging your own grave!"
Ling Baimei's expression did not change. She said slowly, "If I don't kill you, the Undead Spirit Clan will be destroyed immediately!"
"If you are willing, I can guarantee that your Undead Spirit Clan will not be destroyed," Miao Xianyu said again.
"You are too naive!"
Ling Baimei shook her head and said, "The Pill Emperor's son of the Pill Emperor Mansion is one of the candidates for the future Mansion Lord of the Pill Emperor Mansion. He has a respected status. If the Pill Emperor Mansion knows who kidnapped him, they will certainly protect their dignity and kill without mercy."
Hearing this, Miao Xianyu also shook her head and said, "The naive one is not me, but you. You don't understand what kind of existence the Pill Emperor's son of the Pill Emperor Mansion is."
"When I was in the Ancestor God Realm, I was nurtured by the Pill Emperor Mansion and directly reached the Monarch Realm through the power of inheritance. This is why the Pill Emperor's son is respected."
Miao Xianyu did not say anything more.
With Ling Baimei's thinking, she would certainly not believe her words.
In that case, she could only kill her.
"Even if you pester me, it is meaningless. My two sons are Saint Emperors. Your husband is only a Saint Venerable. I think I don't need to explain the difference between them. You should understand it."
"Did I say that I only want to pester you?"
As soon as Miao Xianyu's words fell, the purple muslin dress suddenly turned into a purple stream, covering the sky and covering the earth, and rushed out directly …
At this moment, the mountain range was suddenly surrounded by the flames of war.
In the great formation, Qing Yan and Qing Dun were facing more than ten people. However, these people only displayed half of their strength. They could not pose a threat to the two brothers at all.
The one who could decide whether they could survive this battle was still Mu Yun!
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