Maybe I shouldn't die.

As before, this received no reply.

After being ignored repeatedly, the spirit of the weapon knew that negotiation was impossible.

There's no need to use clichés.

The other party's attitude is so firm, there is only one possibility, that is, there are enough stocks of this kind of talisman bombs, enough to break through the space.

This is not a good thing.

It knew clearly that in its current state, once this space was broken, it would definitely be noticed by the Heavenly Dao.

The Devouring Clan has never been tolerated by Heaven.

When that time really comes, there is no guarantee that you will be able to leave successfully.

Thinking of this, resentment gathered in its eyes, and its eyes were full of viciousness as it looked towards Mu Jie.

All of this was brought about by the man in front of him.

If there is a chance, I must...

"Click."

A clear clicking sound interrupted his thoughts. It was obviously an extremely faint sound. If it weren't for the monk's keen spiritual perception, it would probably not be detected at all.

Even when investigating the source of the sound, one needs to use one's spiritual sense to search carefully before one can barely find a crack the size of a hair.

Very small and inconspicuous.

However, the external aura that barely seeped in from the other side made the spirit of the weapon feel like it was facing a formidable enemy.

A strong sense of crisis crept into my heart, as if my lifeline had been cut and I could die at any time.

It can't be delayed any longer.

As I said, no matter how serious the consequences are, they are not as bad as death. As long as you can survive, your luck can be accumulated.

Including the damage to the demon soul, there are plenty of ways to deal with it as long as we can return to the base camp.

In just a moment, the decision was made.

It’s a pity that this space is wasted.

There was a feeling of regret in my heart, but there was no hesitation in taking action.

It suddenly gave up intercepting the talisman bullets and attacked the Wood Realm again.

"Boom boom boom."

The sound of explosions still rang out from time to time in this space. Although the distance between them was getting longer and longer, the cracks on the space barrier were still increasing.

But the speed is really slow.

But the spirit of the weapon seemed not to notice these cracks and was only focused on chasing the wood world.

The evil energy in the air became stickier.

It became increasingly difficult to mobilize the power of space, and Mujie was even unable to completely avoid the attacks.

Defensive spiritual weapons were damaged one after another.

They were all top-level defensive spiritual weapons, yet they were destroyed so easily.

But your own safety is more important.

Now we just hope that this space can be completely broken through before the stock of defensive spiritual weapons runs out.

Thinking of this, he simply gave up on running away.

The attacks were all handled by defensive spiritual weapons, while he concentrated on activating the talisman bombs, trying to break through this space as quickly as possible.

"Boom boom boom"

Dozens and hundreds of talisman bombs were activated and thrown out at the same time, and countless air-breaking runes headed towards the space barrier.

The cracks on it spread outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The effect is extremely outstanding.

Mu Jie couldn't help but smile, but then, his eyes swept over the piles of scrapped spiritual weapons around him, and that little bit of joy immediately disappeared.

However, in just such a short period of time, the other party had scrapped hundreds of his inventory.

However, although he was heartbroken, he did not hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, dozens of talisman bombs were activated and thrown out.

"Boom boom boom"

The cracks in the space barrier widened again.

“Crack, click, click, click.”

At the same time, several defensive spiritual weapons were broken.

……

Seeing this scene, the spirit of the weapon became even angrier.

Damn, the monks from the big sects are so rich! After attacking for so long, they were all stopped by the defensive spiritual weapons.

Failed to cause any harm to the other party!

But no matter how angry I am, I still have my rationality.

It actually knows in its heart that if it continues to maintain a stalemate, it will never achieve its goal.

In that case, there is no need to delay any further.

After barely suppressing his burning anger, he finally decided to start the final plan.

The demon soul suddenly stopped its attack and let out a light snort.

"Gather."

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding demonic energy immediately gathered towards the Wood Realm, and the spiritual pressure in the air became heavier and heavier.

Sticky, heavy, the space is being compressed.

Mu Jie quickly noticed something unusual, but he was confused.

As a practitioner of the Great Dao of Space, although the spatial force in this space was mostly beyond his control due to the presence of demonic energy.

But just those that are under control are enough to protect yourself.

As a fellow user of the Great Avenue of Space, the other party wouldn't be unaware of this. If that's the case, why would he behave like this?

If you can't analyze the other party's intentions, then you can only be more vigilant.

Thinking of this, while mobilizing the power of space to protect himself, he also began to observe his surroundings.

This glance revealed something unusual.

The cracks on the space barrier are still expanding rapidly, which is normal.

This operation of locally enhancing spiritual pressure causes the spiritual pressure in this space to become unbalanced, and the already unstable space will naturally collapse faster.

That was why he could never understand why the other party acted like this.

It can't be that he made a mistake and ended up in trouble!

But if you observe carefully, you can find that the demonic energy that permeates the space, although seemingly chaotic, is actually flowing according to certain rules, and the trajectory of its flow seems to form a certain pattern.

Wait, this pattern!

After taking in all the trajectories, he could find that these patterns were not unfamiliar to him at all.

The most common blasting array in the cultivation world!

Are they planning to blow up this space directly?

What the hell, what the hell, what the hell!

Even ten thousand alpacas galloping past could not describe the feeling I feel at this moment.

This evil spirit doesn't want his life, he still wants it!

Whenever he thought of the possible consequences, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

If not controlled, the storm formed at the moment of the space explosion would be enough to sweep across a hundred miles.

Although this place is rather desolate, there are no living creatures within a hundred miles.

But the number of monks captured in the stronghold alone was thousands, not to mention that Zhu Qing'an was still outside!

Her spiritual power was restricted and she had no power to resist at all.

The evil spirit must not explode this space.

However, the increasingly strong pressure and sticky demonic energy around him made it difficult for him to even move.

The little spatial force that is controlled is only enough for self-protection.

I wanted to do something more but I couldn't.

Just as the blasting array was about to take shape, a flash of pain passed through Mu Jie's eyes.

This time I suffered a huge loss!

While thinking about it, he began to mobilize the spiritual power in his tendons, meridians and dantian.

Now the only way is to rely on self-destruction to break this space first. As long as the evil spirit is exposed, it will definitely attract thunder from the sky.

By then it will have no time to complete the formation.

Alas! It's a pity that this clone, which has been used for hundreds of years, and those Jindan juniors who were put into the sleeves.

It seems that they are destined to never return to the immortal path.