Traveling through the worlds, my husband comes here to smell the scent

Chapter 170: Damn it, the cannon fodder has become the group's favorite (46)

Shen Youan observed the situation in the mansion and searched carefully, and finally found a place suitable for the center of the formation.

The terrain here is relatively wide and the ground is flat. Shen Youan sat cross-legged on the ground, urged the jade stone to be placed in the air, cut his finger, led the blood to the jade stone, and began to set up the formation.

Upon seeing this, Lu Yuxuan used the voice stone to contact the other people and informed them that the formation had begun.

Shen Youan said that after setting up the formation, one should hold the jade in one's hand and walk around the approximate circle of the formation, waiting for the jade in one's hand to light up, which is the center of the auxiliary formation.

At this time, the person assisting the formation needs to mobilize spiritual power, hold the jade stone steady in mid-air, then cut his finger and drip blood on it.

Under the moonlight, Shen Youan transferred his spiritual power into the jade.

The jade shone with a strange light and rose high into the sky.

The light emitted by the other three jade stones actively connected with the main jade stone, gradually forming a huge barrier that firmly enveloped the side courtyard where the dark room was built.

As the formation was being set up, an invisible force began to flow in the air. Shen Youan looked at the few weak spiritual powers in the air and frowned slightly.

"Take out the spirit stone."

Shen Youan reminded Lu Yuxuan who was standing beside him.

"it is good"

Lu Yuxuan quickly took out the spirit stones that several people had prepared in advance and placed them on the ground, forming a small hill more than one meter high.

Shen Youan closed his eyes and clearly felt that An Yi was already in the formation.

You can start the second step.

Shen Youan used his body as a transition, absorbing the pure spiritual power from the spirit stone and then channeling it into the air. Through the formation, he used the endless spiritual power to slowly suppress An Yi's cultivation.

With the influx of spiritual power, Shen Youan felt as if his entire body was being torn apart, and he was in immense pain.

Although he had anticipated this, the sudden impact still made him unstable for a moment.

"Junior Brother"

Seeing this, Lu Yuxuan quickly cast a spell and injected his spiritual power into his body to help him stabilize and relieve the pain.

Shen Youan felt the soothing spiritual power, slowed down, and endured the pain. The spiritual stones on the ground turned into powder and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Lu Yuxuan’s spirit stones were almost gone, he would immediately take out more spirit stones to fill the gap.

Shen Youan didn't know what the situation was like over there, but as long as he was still conscious, he would buy him more time.

Chu Hanche had successfully rescued the people, but some cultivators were seriously injured in the fight just now.

Just as the demons were leaderless and panicking to block the exit of the dark room, An Yi hurried over with a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage.

An Yi looked at the group of monks supporting each other and sneered. Looking at Chu Hanche who was in the lead, he laughed even more viciously.

"Hahahahahahahaha, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, so you break into hell instead. If there is anyone among you who surrenders, this elder will give you a quick death." An Yi looked at these people viciously.

The cultivators looked at this demon in the God Transformation Stage and panicked for a moment.

The next second, the blood in their bodies boiled hot and surged straight to their heads. It didn't matter whether they were afraid or not, it would be a lie to say they weren't.

If they manage to escape today, they can brag to the world about how powerful they are. If not, even if they go to the underworld, they can still gain a good reputation and mention it to ghosts and gods.

How could any of those who practiced magic be a coward? Those who practiced magic all had a dream of being a hero in their hearts.

Even if I die today, it will be a dignified death, a worthy death. Begging for mercy and surrendering is out of the question! Whoever surrenders first will be killed by our own people.

"Surrender? We will never yield, I don't care what kind of shitty elder you are."

"Unite and fight the demons to the death"

"Kill the demons"

"Kill them, and if we can save one today, the other fellow Taoists will have one less to deal with in the future."

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The sounds of resistance reached An Yi's ears. An Yi smiled cruelly and darkly at the monks. These hypocritical guys had not changed at all in thousands of years. They really deserved to die.

"I'm truly moved by your so-called righteousness and spirit of self-sacrifice. Hahahahaha, you hypocritical human race, hahahahaha, today I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

After An Yi finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped everyone. A huge magic power blasted towards everyone. Chu Hanche and the others immediately urged their magic power to form a shield and took the palm.

Chu Hanche and his companions suffered backlash, groaned, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.

At this time, An Yi was so overwhelmed by anger that he was completely unaware that his strength was slowly weakening.

A hint of sharpness flashed across Chu Hanche's eyes. Just hold on a little longer, it will be fine in a while.

An Yi looked at how several people actually took his palm, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that the outstanding disciples of the human race had such ability.

An Yi felt a little sorry, then said viciously: "I didn't expect you guys to be so capable. What a pity, you were born in the wrong place."

"Bah, you shit elder, you were born in the wrong place, you shameless old man, bullying us youngsters, what kind of elder are you?"

This person is the strongest among the cultivators. He is in the late Jindan stage and is about to break through to the Yuanying stage.

"You arrogant boy, you are about to die, yet you still have no manners."

An Yi hated it most when people said he was old. He flew over and slapped the monk who was speaking.

Chu Hanche's eyes flashed. The time had come. He and Wen Yunli flew up at the same time, took the palm strike, and took out their weapons together to attack An Yi.

Chu Hanche held the Ice Sword in his hand, and the sword's power was sharp, like a gust of wind, and every sword strike was aimed at An Yi's weak point.

Wen Yunli held a folding fan, his movements graceful and murderous. He controlled the fan, using the air in the room like a sharp blade to cut at An Yi.

An Yi nimbly weaved through the attacks of the two men. His moves were fierce and decisive, competing with Chu Hanche's fierce swordsmanship and Wen Yunli's agile fan technique.

The figures of the three people intertwined in the air, the sword shadows and fan winds intertwined, and the fierce battle caused the walls and incandescent lamps of the dark room to be shattered.

After a moment of stalemate, An Yi realized that there was something wrong with his cultivation.

He exerted force and slapped the two men, temporarily forcing them to retreat. The damn human race actually used a formation to suppress his cultivation. It was the act of a villain.

"The damn human race actually set up an array outside. You two go out and check it out." An Yi pointed at a demon in the early Nascent Soul stage and a demon in the middle Golden Core stage and asked them to destroy the array.

As they were talking, Chu Hanche and Wen Yunli had already joined forces with a cultivator to join the team to deal with Dark Wing.

"Transfer spiritual power to me"

Chu Hanche stared at An Yi coldly and gestured to the two people behind him.