Chapter 558: Breaking the Formation and Facing the Enemy

Just as he approached the location of the black hole, Song Song Qingming had already discovered several formation eyes below. Just as he was thinking about how to break the formation quickly, he suddenly felt a murderous aura attacking from behind.

Turning around, he discovered that a tiger-headed monster in mid-air had already chased over. Song Song Qingming hurriedly waved his hand and immediately summoned a black figure to step forward and block the other party.

After more than ten years of accumulation and polishing, Jin Feng's combat power was now almost comparable to a cultivator like Xu Cheng Ziyan who had just formed a core. Facing a tiger-headed monster that was also at the early-stage Golden Core, he naturally did not fall into a disadvantage.

After having Jin Feng help restrain the other party, Song Song Qingming also breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease, starting to carefully study the several formation eyes in front of him.

Seeing that the tiger-headed monster failed to block Song Song Qingming, the demonic cultivator was also somewhat surprised. He immediately cast a spell to roll up a burst of black mist to force back Yun Yun Xinxue, wanting to go over personally to stop Song Song Qingming from destroying the formation below.

"Hmph! You still want to go over to help? You look down on me too much!" Seeing that the other party was acting a bit fierce, Yun Yun Xinxue had also long seen through the other party's intention. Regardless of the entanglement of the black mist in front of him, he desperately urged the magic treasure in his hand to block the other party again.

Now that the battle had reached this point, his side had clearly fallen into a disadvantage. Now, whether Song Song Qingming could break the formation quickly had become the key to the entire battle.

This point was very clear not only to Yun Yun Xinxue but also to the other few people present.

Especially Jin Wu Ziyuan, who was facing a sixth-layer Golden Core demonic cultivator alone. Even though the other party's strength was much stronger than his own, Jin Wu Ziyuan still fought desperately to entangle the other party, not letting this demon go over to affect Song Song Qingming.

After observing for a while below, Song Song Qingming soon saw some clues and could not help but reveal a trace of joy on his face.

Although the formation set up by these few demonic cultivators was somewhat powerful, because Song Song Qingming and the others came up from below very quickly after picking herbs, their setup time was too rushed, causing this great formation to reveal quite a few flaws.

Seeing that the other party's sudden change was so great, Zhao Zhao Menglian also immediately frowned, and a trace of solemnity appeared on her face.

"Hmph! Seeking death."

"Fellow Daoist, if you choose to retreat now, I can give you a chance to let you go directly. If you block my path again, then it will be too late for you to regret it later!"

Seeing that the situation had changed, the demonic cultivator side was also somewhat unable to sit still. The Golden Core demonic cultivator who was fighting Zhao Zhao Menglian had fought for a long time but still could not take her down. Gritting his teeth, he took out a black pill and swallowed it directly.

Following a heavy word spat out from the mouth of that Golden Core demonic cultivator, the three black spheres in his hand also carried a monstrous momentum and flew out of his hands one after another, heading straight for Zhao Zhao Menglian not far away.

After a roar of anger, that Golden Core demonic cultivator, whose whole body was emitting black flames, quickly cast a spell with his hands, then summoned another very thick burst of black mist, subsequently gathering it into three black spheres the size of a palm.

Soon, the momentum on this Golden Core demonic cultivator's body immediately soared by a few points, and his cultivation base also broke through from the sixth layer of the Golden Core to the seventh layer of the Golden Core realm. His whole body was also covered with a layer of black flames, just like the two spiritual objects summoned out.

Before the other party could start acting, Zhao Zhao Menglian on this side had already made preparations. Apart from the thick ice wall that had already been erected in front of her, she was also tightly gripping a yellow spiritual talisman in her hand. Under the urging of her spellcasting, it had also turned into a barrier to protect her in front.

After being forcibly compressed into a mass, this black sphere suddenly started to emit bursts of astonishing pressure, making Zhao Zhao Menglian, who was not far away, also feel an unprecedented pressure. A trace of fine sweat had already appeared between her brows.

Hearing the other party's advice, Zhao Zhao Menglian had a trace of hesitation on her face, but after stabilizing her mind, she still shook her head directly at the other party and said, "Righteous and demonic cannot coexist. Your Excellency should stop trying to intimidate me with empty words. If you have any powerful divine abilities, just bring them on!"

A moment later, following a flash of white light below, Zhao Zhao Menglian and the others, who were in the middle of a battle, instantly felt that the yin wind restraining them had weakened quite a bit.

"Go!"

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao Menglian and the others immediately understood that Song Song Qingming must have made progress in breaking the formation below. Still being suppressed by the other party, they were instantly invigorated, and a few more points of confidence appeared on their faces.

After finding several flaws in the formation, Song Song Qingming directly took out several formation flags, inserted them directly into the ground, and took out a formation disk to pour his magic power into it. A burst of spiritual light instantly rushed straight toward a formation eye below.

Besides this, Zhao Zhao Menglian also had a silver shield in her hand at the moment, which she blocked in front of her, setting up a third defense for herself. Facing the other party's attack this time, she also appeared exceptionally cautious.

After the first black sphere hit the outermost ice wall, it seemed to pass through a layer of tofu, penetrating directly through, and its momentum did not decrease as it landed on the barrier formed by the second layer of spiritual talismans.

Although this time it pressed down the barrier quite a bit, it still failed to completely break this defense and was soon bounced to the side by the barrier. However, before Zhao Zhao Menglian could relax for a moment, the second black sphere soon crashed over directly.

After this collision, a violent, heaven-shaking noise suddenly rang out in the canyon, shaking the surrounding people who were fighting until their figures swayed, and they stopped their struggle.

Seeing this third-tier low-quality defensive spiritual talisman in front of her turn into ashes, Zhao Zhao Menglian had not yet had time to react when the third sphere had already arrived in front of her.

Zhao Zhao Menglian, who had nowhere to hide, had no other way at this moment and could only bite the bullet and pour all her magic power into the silver shield in front of her, desperately urging this defensive magic treasure.

After this last black sphere hit Zhao Zhao Menglian's silver shield, it instantly knocked Zhao Zhao Menglian back several zhang from her original spot and let out another heaven-shaking noise, flipping Zhao Zhao Menglian, who was too close, over and knocking her back more than ten zhang away until she smashed into the mountain wall on one side of the canyon, finally stopping.

This time, in order to take this blow from the other party, she did not expect that one of her defensive spiritual talismans and one defensive magic treasure would be directly scrapped. Looking at the silver shield in her hand that had suffered quite serious damage, Zhao Zhao Menglian also shook her head with great regret before putting it away directly.

Fortunately, after the other party's fierce blow just now, Zhao Zhao Menglian only suffered some minor injuries, and her overall combat power was not affected much.

Seeing that the Golden Core demonic cultivator already wanted to bypass her and head straight for the location of the formation eye below, Zhao Zhao Menglian could not care about adjusting her state and took out her own natal magic treasure to chase after him directly.

Just as she chased behind that demonic cultivator, the "Profound Ice Red Silk" in Zhao Zhao Menglian's hand had already quickly rolled out, directly blocking in front of that demonic cultivator.

Zhao Zhao Menglian was a cultivator with the different-attribute ice spiritual root, and the cultivation art she practiced also carried a trace of ice-attribute spiritual energy. After her natal magic treasure "Profound Ice Red Silk" touched the demonic cultivator's body, it immediately brought an exceptionally cold chill, as if freezing the air around him, forming an invisible wall.

"Get lost!" After being entangled by the other party again, that Golden Core demonic cultivator was also filled with anger and felt somewhat helpless.

The ice-attribute cultivation art practiced by Zhao Zhao Menglian, although not very strong in attack capability, had quite outstanding defensive capability. Even if the other party's cultivation strength was one level higher than hers, it would be difficult to shake off her entanglement for a while.

Just as the two were entangled here, the situation on Jin Wu Ziyuan's side suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse. Facing that demonic cultivator whose strength was stronger than his alone, after fighting for more than a hundred rounds, he finally could not hold on anymore.

After being blasted away by the other party's punch at close range for dozens of zhang, he immediately spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, and he was even a bit unsteady when standing up. Clearly, he was also quite seriously injured this time.

Just as Jin Wu Ziyuan was worrying about how to continue blocking the other party, the yin wind that had been rolling around the group suddenly weakened quickly and soon disappeared without a trace.

After feeling this change, Jin Wu Ziyuan, who had just been full of sorrow, immediately laughed out loud and regained his spirit, full of hatred as he said to the other party, "Demon cubs, this time it should be your turn to suffer!"

After destroying three or four of the other party's formation eyes in a row, the yin wind in front of Song Song Qingming finally stopped, and a black formation disk resembling a copper piece was immediately revealed.

After carefully putting it into his pocket, Song Song Qingming did not dare to delay too much and immediately flew toward the middle of the canyon, soon returning to the middle of the battlefield.

By the time Song Song Qingming returned here, because there was no longer the restraint of that yin wind, the group who had been suppressed by the other party all along finally got a few chances to catch their breath and slowly stabilized their footing.

Seeing that everyone had not been defeated yet, Song Song Qingming also breathed a sigh of relief and revealed a look of joy, hurriedly stepping forward to help Jin Wu Ziyuan, who was the only one still in a disadvantageous position on the battlefield.

With the addition of Song Song Qingming, Jin Wu Ziyuan's side immediately turned from danger to safety. With the two of them joining forces, even if the other party's cultivation base was higher, he could not take any advantage.

Just like this, after the two sides fought for dozens more rounds, the one who first broke the balance of the battlefield was Zhang Zhang Tieyang, who had the lowest cultivation base.

The ox-headed human-bodied monster he faced only barely had the level of the first layer of the Golden Core. Without the restraint of the yin wind, Zhang Zhang Tieyang soon reversed the situation. After continuous attacks broke the other party's defense, he soon seized the opportunity to use a golden seal magic treasure in his hand to directly scatter the soul of that ox-headed monster.

Seeing that the other party was about to have one more person, the demonic cultivator side also knew that there was no chance to take down the other party today. After transmitting a secret message to each other, they abandoned their opponents one after another, wanting to break away from the battlefield and escape from here.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!" Seeing that the other party wanted to run away, Song Song Qingming and the others naturally would not agree directly and immediately chased after them, wanting to keep these demonic cultivators here.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 559 =====