At this mont, Ji Haoyuan and the others were taken aback.
Unanimously, a thought arose in their minds.
What on earth could require a third-tier restriction?
They exchanged glances.
Each saw a hint of excitent in the other’s eyes.
Whoosh!
But at that mont, several Escape Lights suddenly shot over from afar.
Clearly, they were attracted by the anomaly here.
This made Ji Haoyuan and the others, who were initially excited, imdiately calm down.
The restriction before them, although beginning to dissipate autonomously,
would clearly take so ti before completely disappearing.
During this period, it would inevitably attract more people.
This ant that the ensuing struggle was unavoidable.
"Hmm..."
Soon, Ji Haoyuan and the others noticed the cultivators from the Netherworld Sect that they had seen outside the herb garden earlier, now appearing within their sight.
The two sides regarded each other across the distant void.
Ji Haoyuan and his company imdiately sensed sothing amiss.
The next mont, Liu Hongyu, Feng Wanqing, and Qiu Zeyuan’s pupils all contracted.
Because in that instant, a spear wrapped in layers of black flas suddenly shot toward them at an extrely fast speed!
Its might posed a great threat to Liu Hongyu, Feng Wanqing, and even Qiu Zeyuan.
A slight misstep in response could lead to mortal danger.
"Fall back!"
At this mont, Ji Haoyuan’s voice suddenly rang in their ears.
Imdiately afterward, a large umbrella emitting a yellow halo appeared out of thin air in front of them.
It was the second-tier Defensive Spiritual Artifact, the Kunluo Spirit Umbrella!
Boom!
A loud noise echoed.
Amid splattering black liquid fire, the yellow shield on the Kunluo Spirit Umbrella shook violently.
Finally, a cracking sound was heard.
The yellow halo emitted by the Kunluo Spirit Umbrella suddenly dimd.
The entire Spirit Umbrella quickly shrank and spun back into Ji Haoyuan’s hand.
Luckily, by this ti, they had retreated a considerable distance, avoiding the direct attack of the black liquid fire and the black spear itself.
However, whether intentionally or not, Zhou Feng and Ma Qiulin, who had been with them all along, were exposed within the attack range of the black liquid fire and black spear.
Both of them evidently still retained consciousness.
Seeing the terrifying attack falling, fear uncontrollably appeared on their faces.
They wanted to struggle, wanted to flee, but, alas, their Divine Sense and Magical Power were sealed.
At this point, they couldn’t resist or escape, not even speak, only watch helplessly as the spear wrapped in black liquid fire pierced through their bodies, eventually reducing their forms to two heaps of ashes, leaving only their Storage Bags standing alone.
Seeing this, the Netherworld Sect group were clearly sowhat surprised.
Apparently, they hadn’t expected their Black Death Senior Brother’s strike to directly take the lives of those two Crimson Sunset Sect cultivators.
But concerning such matters, the Black Death Daoist group certainly wouldn’t probe further.
For them, being able to kill a Foundation Establishnt cultivator from the Crimson Sunset Sect was undoubtedly a favorable outco.
Hence, upon returning, they could even trade this for considerable rit from the sect.
Swish—
Black Death Daoist raised a hand in summoning.
The two Storage Bags lying on the ground flew into his hand.
But just then, a spear light imbued with crimson flas suddenly closed in before his eyes.
"What?"
The surrounding Netherworld Sect cultivators were all taken aback.
Even Black Death Daoist, his deep and dark eyes suddenly narrowed.
Bang!
In the air, even fiercer black flas than before suddenly burst.
Speartip honed to extremity like a spiral abruptly collided fiercely with the crimson spear light!
Rumble!
Scarlet and black flas interlaced.
The Magical Power of the late Foundation Establishnt stage was wantonly unleashed in mid-air.
The alluring female cultivator beside Black Death Daoist and others all looked shocked.
They never expected that among the opponent’s ranks, there would also be a late Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
With that, why did he just not...
Swoosh!
Without waiting for further thought, a piercing sword hum suddenly reached the ears of everyone present in mid-air.
The expression on Black Death Daoist’s otherwise calm face finally changed drastically.
"Watch out!"
Just as his words fell, a terrifying sword light that seed capable of severing everything abruptly appeared in front of one Netherworld Sect cultivator.
The Netherworld Sect cultivator had no ti to react.
His body was directly engulfed by the sword light.
When all dissipated, only wisps of blood mist remained quietly drifting in the air.
"Junior Brother Jiang!"
The remaining alluring female cultivators instinctively exclaid.
Imdiately, a hint of panic irrepressibly surfaced in their eyes.
The sword light just now was simply too swift and too terrifying.
Bear in mind, that Junior Brother Jiang’s cultivation and strength were comparable to theirs.
If that sword could instantly kill Junior Brother Jiang, it could likewise instantly kill them.
Faced with such an opponent, how could the alluring female cultivators possibly remain indifferent?
"You court death!"
For the first ti, a trace of anger appeared in Black Death Daoist’s eyes.
The surging killing intent instantly transford into boundless malevolent energy.
In the air, black chains resembling giant pythons seed to reach for Ji Haoyuan below.
Hiss—
The chains hadn’t yet arrived when white smoke surged in the void, as if corroded by sothing extrely terrifying.
Liu Hongyu, Feng Wanqing, and Qiu Zeyuan involuntarily showed traces of black qi on their faces.
Their Magical Power seed polluted, changing their expressions drastically.
"Not good!
These are the Netherworld Sect’s Absolute Spirit Demon chains, capable of corrupting our cultivators’ Magical Power and flesh!"
Without hesitation, the three imdiately took out pills and swallowed them.
And right at that mont, surrounding Ji Haoyuan, fiery-orange flas suddenly surged.
Transforming into waterfalls, light flas, and giant waves.
Instantly colliding fiercely with the malevolent energy-wrapped chains!
Crash—
Like two great rivers in collision.
In mid-air, near-impenetrable white smoke abruptly rose upward.
Ji Haoyuan stood at the center, with subtle crimson lightning flickering in his eyes.
But, just as he prepared to strike again, ready to repel Black Death Daoist and others, the third-tier restriction nearby suddenly emitted a series of crisp snapping sounds.
The next instant, under everyone’s gaze, the third-tier restriction shattered with a roar, and then dissolved into countless points of light!
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