Chapter 56: Trapped "Be careful, fellow Daoist. They can use the death energy for their own purposes." Yun Tong reminded. Rong Qing nodded, tapped the storage bag, and took out a formation plate from it. Seeing this, Zhong Qiu and Yan Shuang also reacted very quickly. They quickly pinched the hand seals, and the death energy around them was just as Yun Tong said, twisting and winding like a snake, and whistling towards Rong Qing like a living thing. Yuntong and Lingfu looked at each other and made a decision. Lingfu spat out a mouthful of blood, and the mysterious pill in the blood was spinning rapidly. He stood in front of Rongqing and blocked the giant snake transformed by the flying death energy. Not only can it dissipate force, it can also dissipate death energy. It really deserves to be a life-saving trump card. With the assistance of Yun Tong and the others, Rong Qing was able to set up the formation more quickly. Of course, Zhong Qiu and Yan Shuang would not just sit there and wait for death. They stepped on their toes and retreated to the side in two directions. Rong Qing snorted when she saw this. The two figures who were about to retreat gracefully suddenly stopped. The technique of locking Qi! Zhong Qiu and the other two also experienced what Yun Tong felt when he was locked by the Qi. The spiritual energy and even the death energy that was originally running fast in the meridians were suddenly tightened, and the speed was so slow that they almost vomited blood. What was more dangerous was that they seemed to be stared at by an extremely terrifying thing, and their minds were so shocked that even their thinking was a little slow...
"Now." Yun Tonglingfu had experienced many battles, and at this time, he wisely threw out various talismans, all of which were control talismans such as restricting spiritual energy. This opportunity created by Rong Qing must not be missed. And some attacking spells obviously could not kill the two in a short time. Then, the talismans that Zhong Qiu and the others had been guarding against came in handy. The enlarged giant formation slowly appeared under the feet of Zhong Qiu and Yan. Although they reacted quickly, they were stopped by Rong Qing's Qi-locking technique and did not completely escape the range of the formation. But Zhong Qiu and Yan Shuang were accepted as disciples by the barefoot man, so they were naturally not mediocre. The effect of the Qi Locking Technique gradually faded on them. This secret technique was powerful, but as a prelude to a great technique, it could only last for two breaths at most. Logically, a high-level great technique should have been completed at this time, but... it didn't. Yan Shuang's beautiful eyes gradually became clearer, revealing a mocking look. She looked down upon the low-level talismans within her sight. As we all know, after being locked by the Qi, the monks have an instinct, that is, the potential that bursts out after encountering a life-and-death crisis. Such a counterattack is extremely terrifying. Just like a little girl in the mortal world who subconsciously backhands after being scared by insects. Zhong Qiu and Yan Shuang did not move because the effect of the Qi locking technique was still there. It's just that the effect has gradually faded. Once the two can move, the instinctive counterattack between life and death will be extremely terrifying. "Humph, you think this is the case..." Yan Shuang's eyes were about to regain clarity. At this moment, he was facing a pair of strange black eyes. Six bright red bloodshot suddenly appeared around the dark pupils, each of which pointed straight to the center of the pupils. These eyes were deeply imprinted in Yan's eyes, all the way to the depths of his sea of consciousness. The one who used pupil technique on Yan Shuang was Ling Fu. On the other side, what was waiting for Zhong Qiu was the pupil technique of Yun Tong, a late Jindan cultivator. It was equivalent to just recovering from the Qi locking technique and being captured by the pupil technique again. The delay lasted only three breaths, but these three breaths were enough. The formation plate set up by Rong Qing was extremely expensive, but now was not the time to feel sorry for the spirit stones. The originally limited spiritual energy here had been used up by Yun Tong and Ling Fu, and a lot of spiritual energy was consumed to open the formation plate... The preparations she had made originally came in handy at this time. The boy in the palm is an extremely expensive auxiliary spiritual tool, which has surpassed the standard of a magic tool. Especially in such an environment where spiritual energy is scarce, as long as Rong Qing has enough spiritual stones in her storage bag, she does not need to deliberately save spiritual energy in the next battle, because there is a constant supply of spiritual energy transmitted through the boy in the palm. The seemingly plain array disk, after being fully opened, emitted a light golden light that penetrated the heavy death aura like sunlight. Thick golden vines twisted and wound around the two people in the array. Zhong Qiu was stronger than Yan Shuang, and was the first to wake up from the influence of the pupil technique. He was relatively calm about the fact that the two of them were trapped in the formation. Originally, the endless dead energy here was their best means. But after the formation was spread out, the dead energy in the formation was completely cleared, and their connection with the dead energy outside the formation was also cut off. This was the first time Yan Shuang encountered such a situation, and he subconsciously called out "Senior Brother" in a low voice. Zhong Qiu's expression remained unchanged behind the mask. Since he couldn't control the death energy, he didn't need it. He had many spells to use, and their power was known to the people in Baishi Temple. As for the female foundation-building cultivator who changed the situation as soon as she arrived, she could also see with her own eyes the ability of their lineage. He pulled off the string of agarwood beads from his wrist, threw it forward, and made hand gestures... The female foundation-building cultivator opposite him seemed to have no idea what he was thinking. She didn't even look at him and flew straight down on her sword. "..." Rong Qing had no idea what Zhong Qiu was thinking. According to the plan, she was not here to contain Zhong Qiu and Yan Shuang. So she used the best imprisonment formation at the beginning, and reversed the original victory and defeat situation of the two sides in one fell swoop. After completing this step, she consciously withdrew and returned the task of containment to Yun Tong and Ling Fu. She could feel that Yun Tong was secretly calculating her, so she had to be on guard all the time. Although the imprisonment formation used by Rong Qing was powerful, it still needed Yun Tong and Ling Fu to provide spiritual power to maintain it in Wuwang Mountain. In this way, there was a balance between her and Yun Tong...
Rong Qing left the four people far behind and flew downwards on his sword. The further down he went, the stickier the death energy became. "Huh? Something's weird..." Rong Qing frowned. She was used to the thick air of death, but there was a hint of life in the dead air. There is not much life in it, but it looks very beautiful against the dead air. It is milky white and emits a little fluorescence. Before she could finish her sigh, a jet-black spear carrying a tremendous force suddenly came. The strong wind from the tip of the spear almost made Rong Qing feel like her face was about to break. The jet-black spear was originally aimed at Rong Qing, and its speed was already amazing. In addition, Rong Qing's sword-controlling speed was also not slow. The two combined, the spear tip had already reached Rong Qing's forehead before she could come to her senses. It reaches the center of the eyebrows and can’t go any further! The black embroidery flew out of the robe and tightly wrapped around the tip of the spear. It had a vague intelligence, and when the robe was in danger, it had its own instinctive response. The tip of the jet-black spear was locked, but its momentum was hard to lock. As far as the eye could see, the sticky death energy behind it spread out circles of ripples. Rong Qing felt an unbearable pain in the center of her eyebrows, and her eyebrows and eyes were wet. Her body was even carried away from her flying sword. This is the high-level technique that the barefoot man possesses. It is less probing and more powerful than what is recorded in the Cloud Eye Huiying Talisman! This is the real killer move. The enemy is already injured before the man arrives. Yun Tong looked at Rong Qing's figure gradually appearing below, as well as the black spear, his face filled with horror. "Are you scared?" Yan Shuang smiled. "Don't worry, that's Master's prey. Dare to kill someone from my underworld, this is the fate." Even though she was in a confinement formation, she didn't seem anxious. The golden vines tightly wrapped around her, outlining her beautiful figure, but in fact, they were absorbing the spiritual energy around her, causing Yan Shuang to weaken the power of his red needles even if he controlled them. Yun Tong's eyes inevitably showed worry. Not for Rong Qing, but for the current situation. Is there really a chance of winning against a Jindan who is about to pass the tribulation? Rong Qing was mysterious and extraordinary, but so was the barefoot man. Forget it, it's just a fight between gods. He should just hold back the two people in the formation. Yun Tong laughed loudly: "What's there to be afraid of? Little girl, you should worry about yourself." Leaving aside the four people who were struggling inside and outside the formation, Rong Qing had just come back to her senses from being caught off guard. The first thing she had to deal with was the black spear that was pressed against her forehead, giving her a sense of oppression. Without seeing how Rong Qing moved, a golden character suddenly appeared on the gun. As soon as it appeared, a huge force burst out, pulling the gun to a halt, and the speed was obviously reduced. This is the mental restriction that Rong Qing has mastered, the "trapped" restriction. It is manifested on the gun body, like a twisted circle, but the many outlines inside it clearly show that this restriction is not so easy to achieve. Moreover, there was more than one. A second identical character appeared. The speed of the black spear was slowed down to an extremely slow level, and in Rong Qing's eyes, it slowly dissipated. "So that's how it is. The power and existence of this technique depend on its speed. Once the speed drops to a certain value, it will automatically dissipate." Rong Qing stood in the air, his white clothes moving without wind, his face half covered by the hood was stained with blood, like a Shura. "Isn't she in the stage of building her foundation?" Such a shocking thought flashed through the minds of Yuntong, Zhongqiu and the other three. Standing in the air is a sign of the Golden Core Stage. Judging from Rong Qing's aura, it is obvious that she is in the Foundation Establishment Stage. "Your flying sword is extraordinary." A deep male voice came. "Don't you want it anymore?" The person who spoke was the mysterious barefoot man. He has not shown up since Yun Tong and his group entered Wuwang Mountain. Rong Qing's inference that he is in the critical stage of overcoming the tribulation should not be wrong. Rong Qing stared down, the ripples of death gradually subsided, but she still couldn't see the barefoot man's exact location. The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light. This situation is not good. She took a deep breath and responded loudly: "I will come and get my things myself." (End of this chapter)