The little sister is omnipotent, leading the sect to fly

A strong attraction emanates from the black shadow.

The figures of several people in the air froze for a moment, and then fell down together. Several people who had just been about to be pushed out of the barrier by Yan Ju's palm were immediately pulled back.

Luo Qianxue, who was flying on a sword, also lost control of the sword under her feet and fell diagonally with it.

"This is a no-fly zone." Qu Yaoling exclaimed.

A large number of black shadows pounced on everyone, wrapped around their bodies and pulled them towards the abyss cracks. Even those outside the barrier were not spared.

Mo Qinghen swung his sword to cut off the black energy that was wrapped around him, "What the hell is this?"

Gu Wangzai pasted several wind talismans and relied on his speed to avoid the invasion of the black shadow.

Under the influence of the no-fly zone, everyone was trapped inside the zone and unable to escape.

The crack above the barrier that was created by everyone's joint efforts is slowly healing.

The black shadow could not deal a fatal blow to the monks, but if it dragged on like this, when the barrier closed, everyone would be trapped inside and die.

Gu Wangzai shouted anxiously, "If anyone is a weapon cultivator, take out your flying magic weapon and try it out. Maybe you can fly."

In order to come to the Black Stone Secret Realm, most people on the scene took the secondary training of Talismans.

Mo Qinghen was studying weapon refining as a minor subject. He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was stopped by Luo Qianxue.

She pulled Mo Qinghen and whispered, "Big Brother, your flying carpet can't carry so many people."

Mo Qinghen remained silent, knowing that she was telling the truth.

The flying carpet was not big to begin with, and it was barely enough to carry the five people from their sect, let alone others.

"But..." Mo Qinghen hesitated, "We are all fellow disciples of the righteous path. Wouldn't it be bad to watch them die without helping them?"

Luo Qianxue persuaded gently: "How can you say that we are watching them die without helping them? Let's go out first, go back to the sect to ask for help from the elders and the headmaster, and then come back to save them. It's better than all of us dying here."

Mo Qinghen was silent for a while and agreed with her.

Gu Wangzai shouted for a long time but no one repaired the weapon, and he felt a little depressed for a while.

He asked Yan Ju desperately, "Your Cang Xue Sect is so rich, why didn't anyone bring out a few flying spiritual tools?"

Yan Ju touched the damaged spiritual shuttle in the space ring and said, "I do have a flying spiritual weapon, but it was damaged in the Biyi Beast Forest, as you know."

Later, I was busy with the auction and coming to rescue people, and I didn't have time to repair it.

As a result, the shuttle is still half destroyed.

Gu Wangzai became even more desperate after hearing this. He wished he could turn into the Roaring Emperor and grab Yan Ju's shoulders to ask her why she didn't fix it quickly.

They, the Cangxue Sect, are not short of money.

But now the situation is urgent and there is no way to get the flying boat back in shape all of a sudden.

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, circling around Yan Ju, "Is it really impossible to fly at all? I think we can still try to save it."

He is still young and he doesn't want to die here.

Yan Ju replied expressionlessly: "I can't save him, how about you try?"

Gu Wangzai looked at the flying boat in her hand and shook his head.

Are you kidding? He is not an equipment cultivator, so he doesn’t know how to do it.

Yan Ju calmly looked up at the sky, her face calm, "We're almost there, wait a little longer."

"What are you waiting for?"

Gu Wangzai didn't know why Yan Ju still looked so calm. It seemed like a life-and-death moment now, but she was not in a hurry at all.

At this moment, the five people from the Apocalypse Sect stood in a straight line and poured all their spiritual power into Luo Qianxue, attempting to use the power of the Soul-Slaying Immortal Sword to severely injure the black shadow and take the opportunity to leave.

Under the traction of spiritual power, the five-colored light gathered on the sword, and a beam of light more than one meter long extended from the tip of the Soul-Slaying Sword.

Sensing the danger, the black shadow became agitated.

It recalled the scattered black shadows and gathered them in its hands to form a black beam of light, which went straight to meet the five-colored beam of light formed by the Soul-Slaying Immortal Sword.

The two beams of light were sucked together the instant they met, and the two were in a stalemate and neither could do anything to the other.

Although he is much stronger than Black Shadow in terms of strength, he has just escaped from suppression and his own strength is less than one-tenth of his original strength.

The Tianqi Sect, on the other hand, had the combined strength of five people, and they also had the Soul-Slaying Immortal Sword, a magical weapon that had always restrained him.

It has a suppressive effect.

As time went by, the spiritual power of several people in the Apocalypse Sect was seriously depleted and could not be replenished in time.

On the other hand, the black shadow gradually adapted to his current strength and seemed to be getting more and more adept.

The black light column slowly pressed over the five-colored light column and tilted towards the people from the Apocalypse Sect.

Seeing that they were at a disadvantage, Yan Ju tilted her head and said, "Let's go help them."

Although they are not on good terms with the Apocalypse Sect, they still have to cooperate temporarily in order to escape from the black shadow.

There was no point in holding back at this time, as none of them could defeat this black shadow alone.

Xue Zifang and Song Fanxing flew forward without saying a word and injected their own spiritual power into Luo Qianxue.

With the addition of spiritual power from two late Jindan masters, the five-colored light column gained momentum and immediately stabilized its downward trend and stopped retreating.

Qu Yaofeng and Qu Yaoling looked at each other and joined in injecting their own spiritual power.

Seeing that everyone else had gone up, Gu Wangzai had no choice but to follow behind with a bitter face and inject spiritual power.

With the addition of so much Jindan stage spiritual power, the five-colored light column directly pushed back with a crushing force and hit the black shadow hard.

The black shadow's body was directly broken up, and it let out a wail, turning into balls of black gas that flew everywhere.

In an instant, the reaction force of the impact caused everyone to fly in all directions, and a mouthful of blood was spat out in mid-air.

"Come on."

While the black shadow was severely injured and temporarily unable to move, Mo Qinghen, who had the strongest cultivation, recovered first.

He wiped the blood from his mouth and took out the flying carpet from the mustard bag.

The magic weapon is indeed not restricted by the no-fly rules in the area.

He drove the flying carpet and took out a black cylindrical magic weapon from his space ring.

With the push of a button on the handle, several flying ropes stretched out from the cylinder, stretched out and tied to his fellow apprentices, pulling them over one by one and putting them on the flying carpet.

There were several people lying on the small flying carpet, seeming to be overwhelmed.

Mo Qinghen drove the flying carpet and flew shakily towards the gap in the barrier.

The second person to react was Yan Ju.

She did not participate in the injection of spiritual power just now, so she still has some spiritual power left compared to other people.

She mobilized her wood-type spiritual power to transform it into vines, and pulled all of her senior brothers, the Qu brothers and sisters, and several people from the Xuanyuan Sect to her side, and set up a golden shield formation to protect everyone.

Seeing that the crack in the barrier was getting smaller and smaller, Mo Qinghen and his fellow disciples were almost flying to the edge of the crack.

Gu Wangzai didn't care about his injuries and asked anxiously, "What should we do now?"

Yan Ju put her finger to her lips and made a "hush" sound, then listened for a moment.

After hearing the whistling sound of wind outside, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Listen, it's coming."