572: C572 Mi Lin's Killing Intent

C572 Mi Lin's Killing Intent

Maplewoods Killer.

"Someone wants to forcefully break the formation."

"Sizzle sizzle."

Lu Shaoyou's hand seals changed. Streaks of light entered the green light and disappeared. Following the attack of the light, Lu Shaoyou's facial expression changed. Controlling the Maze Forest Array to trap twenty thousand people, this kind of consumption was also shocking.

"If you want to forcefully break the formation, as long as those old ghosts don't join hands... ___ said." Dong Wuming's hand seals changed. Within the canyon, the Poison Fog spread across the sky. It was as if the weather had changed, and a pungent smell filled the air. The surrounding dozens of miles were completely covered by it. In the distant mountain range, where the Poison Fog was covering, there was no life force at all. The weeds and trees were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The ground had turned black and brown.

"Within the Maze Forest Array, it won't be easy for them to join forces." Lu Shaoyou coldly harrumphed. As his hand seals changed, a green light shone in the canyon.

"Wuuuu! Wuuuu!"

Thousands of horses neighed, and demonic beasts roared. There were also many people with low cultivation base who came here in a chaotic manner. The interior of the Maze Forest Array was in complete chaos. It was as if everyone had entered a maze while standing in the middle of the formation.

"Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming, it's you, old ghost."

In the canyon, an aged voice sounded with a surprised expression, and his voice echoed in the sky.

"Jiejie, Ma Ju Xuan, you old bastard, you actually know me?" Dong Wuming sneered coldly.

"Dong Wuming, it's really you. Why are you in Flying Spirit Sect?" An old voice came from below. It didn't hide the surprise in the voice.

"I am a member of the Flying Spirit Sect. Naturally, I will be in the Flying Spirit Sect. You old fogeys, how dare you go to the Flying Spirit Sect? Let me entertain you all first." Dong Wuming kept sneering. Cold qi was unleashed from his body.

"Dong Wuming, do you really think that your Poison Array can trap us? I advise you not to provoke the Black Fiend Cult." Another deep voice was heard.

"Jiaang Liangyue, don't use the Black Fiend Cult to suppress me. If you have the ability, come out first." Dong Wuming said.

"Bang! Bang!"

Within the canyon, a series of explosive sounds spread out. Waves of enormous energy reverberated within the canyon. The Poison Fog scattered, and strangely, it once again gathered into a black fog light barrier.

Lu Shaoyou's hand seals kept changing. Green light could be seen flickering in his hand, and the Maze Forest Array kept changing. Everyone was trapped in it, and it would not be easy for them to come out.

In the distant mountain range, many people were tongue-tied. All of this had exceeded the expectations of many people.

"I never thought that the Flying Spirit Sect would have a formation like this."

"Didn't you hear? There is Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming in the Flying Spirit Sect. It is said that he rarely shows himself. He is already a Ninth Layer Spirit Marshal, and he is wearing the Poison Arts. No one would dare to offend him."

"The one who set the formation in the sky is the master of Flying Spirit Sect. He doesn't seem to be that old. I heard that he used some kind of technique to kill the Earth Astral Sect. The master of Albizia Sect and Kunshan Sect had severely injured Elder Wuh Qunfan of Black Fiend Cult. This is the attack of the leader of the Black Fiend Cult."

" Judging from the current situation, Flying Spirit Sect isn't someone that can be easily slaughtered. I'm afraid that they have some tricks up their sleeves. At least, Soul Stirring Poison Marshal Dong Wuming isn't someone to be trifled with. "

" In the past, the Flying Spirit Sect's strength was still unknown. I didn't expect it to be this powerful. "

"Let's see. There will be a show to watch now."

In the surrounding mountain range, a series of soft discussions quietly spread. Many pairs of eyes were fixed on the canyon. It was silent, but it didn't cause too much of a commotion. The number of spectators was still increasing.

In the Flying Spirit Sect, everyone was staring at the canyon. Each of their facial expressions changed.

In the sky, Lu Shaoyou and Dong Wuming were floating in the air. Occasionally, they would form hand seals rapidly. Once a profound hand seal was formed, changes would occur in the canyon.

"Bang!"

In the canyon, huge sonic booms could be heard continuously. There were already countless of people trying to break the formation by force.

"This poison is everywhere. Some disciples are unable to breathe."

"This bamboo forest is too strange. It seems like it will never be cut off."

"Everyone, don't panic. Let's break the formation together." A series of cries could be heard, but many people were still extremely nervous. A sharp aura spread out.

An old man and a young man glanced at each other in the air. Both of them wore serious expressions. The two of them were setting up the formation, thus they were well aware of what was happening inside. At this moment, both of them had consumed a great deal of their energy, but they could only try their best to trap the people from the Black Fiend Cult. They wanted the experts of the Cloud Sun Sect to arrive in time, and the longer they dragged on, the more time they would need. The chances of the experts of Cloud Sun Sect coming would be greater.

Time slowly passed. In the blink of an eye, it was night time. In the canyon, green light soared to the sky. Occasionally, the attack would burst with light, illuminating the canyon as if it was daytime.

In one night's time, there were more onlookers in the distant mountain range. When the sky was getting brighter and brighter, the morning sun had already been dispersed by the sound of explosions.

"Bang! Bang!"

In the canyon, the green light was filled with a dense black poisonous smoke. Powerful attacks were unleashed from within, shaking the poisonous smoke in all directions.

Shocking loud sounds reverberated in the sky. Every attack that was unleashed directly distorted the space, causing the space to explode. The frequency of breaking the formation within the canyon had already increased by quite a bit.

In the sky, Lu Shaoyou and Dong Wuming's expressions became more and more solemn.

"Dong Wuming, let's see how long your Poison Array can last." A loud shout sounded out from within the canyon, and a Spirit gushed out. There seemed to be a palm print soaring into the sky. This palm was thrown out. An invisible energy within the canyon immediately began to shake violently.

In the next instant, the palm print directly exploded. Energy spread in an instant, causing the space in the canyon to become distorted. Such a frightening momentum caused many people's hearts to be filled with a chill.

"Bang!"

Wild and violent energy swept apart. An invisible circle of light in the sky above the canyon seemed to be on the verge of shattering.

"Kid, I can't hold on much longer." Dong Wuming's eyes darkened as he said.

Lu Shaoyou's eyes turned serious. It seemed like there were some Spirit Marshal Spirit General experts who had little knowledge about formations within this Maze Forest Array. Adding on the fact that several powerful experts were trying their best to break the formation, it was getting harder and harder for him to hold on. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for much longer.

"Elder Dong, let's kill them. Before we break the formation, we have to make them pay the price of their blood." Lu Shaoyou's eyes turned cold, and his killing intent fluctuated.

"Hehe, if we want to break the formation, we naturally have to make them pay the price." Dong Wuming smiled sinisterly, and at the same time, the seal in his hand changed once again. At the same time, a black mist surged out from his body.

Within the black fog, a pungent smell spread out. Soul Stirring Poison Marshal stood proudly in the sky above the canyon, and the Spiritual Energy in his body surged. After numerous hand seals continuously changed, the thick black fog surrounding him could be seen. In an instant, it suddenly turned into thousands of black threads, each of which was the size of a hair. The black lines penetrated through space and covered the canyon.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At this moment, the poisonous gas in the canyon overflowed into the sky. The pungent and unpleasant poisonous gas filled the entire space. A wave of killing intent filled the air, and the light in the space was also covered.

"Ah!"

In the next instant, a miserable cry sounded out from within the canyon. Under the monstrous poisonous gas, the weaker ones were no longer able to resist the deadly poison that was everywhere.

"Mi Lin's killing intent!" Lu Shaoyou's hand seals changed. At this moment, his entire body was trembling. When he made the hand seals, streams of light entered the valley.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

The sound of rushing wind could be heard from the huge bamboo forest. The calm bamboo forest was filled with killing intent. Every single bamboo had become a deadly weapon.

"Swoosh swoosh!"

Within the Maze Forest Array, many disciples of the four mountain gates suddenly heard the sound of rushing wind around them. However, before they could react, the surrounding bamboo forest seemed to have become alive. The bamboo branches bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they pierced through the space and drilled into their bodies.

The tender bamboo shoots on the ground, which were originally on the ground, rushed out like metal awls at this moment and directly penetrated his body.

His mother's bamboo body also changed indeterminately at this moment. It whistled and intersected with each other as it pressed down. Those with low strength and cultivation were directly killed.

In comparison, the most terrifying thing was undoubtedly the deadly poison within the bamboo forest, which was pervading every nook and cranny. The deadly poison was like a strand of hair that densely covered the space. It could penetrate into a person's body through every hole, and then invade one's bloodline.1

"Quickly, set up the Protective Astral Ring!"

A loud shout was heard. All the disciples started to deploy the Protective Astral Ring. Those who were stronger could still resist it a little bit. However, those who were weaker could not fight back at all. The black fog that filled the entire space was like a strand of hair that had been wrapped around them, penetrating through the astral circle and entering their bodies.

Because of the annual meeting this month, Xiaoyu owed a lot of chapters, but Xiaoyu did some calculations. From the addition of the 1,300 flowers to the 2,200 flowers now, he owed a total of 18 chapters. Two weeks later, Xiaoyu also owed five chapters, including yesterday's seven chapters. There were still four days until the annual meeting. He owed ten chapters in total, which meant he owed twenty chapters. In addition, Xiaoyu should be able to return two chapters today, which meant he only needed 18 chapters left. Eighteen chapters. Although it was not a lot, there was a huge explosion in the middle. Xiaoyu did not include it. Actually, this month's chapters were new. It was really not a small number. Of course, these 18 chapters... Xiaoyu would still try his best to pay them back in May. When the time came for him to take a vacation, he would have a big outburst. He would probably pay it back in a day or two, so the brothers did not have to worry about Xiaoyu not paying it back. Up until now, Xiaoyu had never fooled anyone with his words.

Tomorrow, on the 1st of May, we will enter the first month of the old book roll. Whether or not we can open up a bloody path depends on our brothers. On the 1st of April, our flowers have reached a terrifying level of 360. It had also created a miracle. Now, it seemed that there were a few hundred more brothers in the world of the Spiritual Martial Force. On the 1st of May, can we create another miracle? We will have to rely on our brothers. Tomorrow's update. Starting at 12 o'clock in the afternoon. Let's start from 12: 00 PM. Can we stand proudly on the Old Book Roll and need the support of all our brothers?

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