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An irresistible suction force arose out of nowhere.

Zhang Tianshi had experienced this feeling before in the imperial palace in Chang'an. At that time, everyone's cultivation had been cleared by the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map. Then the old man used his inner insights to forcibly break the situation and pulled everyone in.

No one can resist this force.

Zhang Tianshi's nervousness just arose and then disappeared immediately. Just as he could control the target of the Divine Sword, the old man could naturally control who the suction force was directed at.

Yelu Mingjing wanted to retreat, but found that he couldn't.

The old man's suction was mainly directed at him.

What can I do by attracting myself over? I have plenty of opportunities to kill my old man.

Yelu Mingjing's expression was very serious. When you can't guess what your opponent is going to do, you have to be serious.

The old man said it very clearly that he wanted Zhao Yushu to deal with him, but Zhao Yushu was only at the seventh level. No matter how talented a seventh-level genius there was in this world, he could not threaten him, not even if he used that powerful bronze plate.

Zhao Yushu knew almost every bit of Zhao Yushu's cards, but even the old man didn't know his own cards.

But Yelu Mingjing didn't think the old man was bragging, even though everything he said always sounded like bragging.

Unfortunately, all the other party’s boasting came true.

Whoever he wants to kill will have a hard time surviving, like himself.

He said that Zhao Yushu could deal with him, so it was possible that Zhao Yushu could really deal with him.

Yelu Mingjing waved his hand and slapped out, his target was not the old man, but Zhao Yushu.

The spiritual power left the body and dissipated quickly, but at such a close distance it was still enough to smash Zhao Yushu to pieces, leaving him no room to dodge.

However, this palm took a turn.

The old man frowned slightly, and all the palm power was absorbed by him and hit him.

"Yelü Mingjing, don't be impatient, your fight will have to be fought later."

Yelu Mingjing realized that something was wrong. He was the one who was sucked over. It would have been fine if the others didn't react, but the spiritual power visible to the naked eye everywhere was also being attracted over.

Whether it is a trap formation or a heavenly treasure, there is no way to avoid it.

They all require spiritual energy to operate.

The old man's method of breaking the trap is very simple. He wants to suck all the spiritual energy of this world, then no matter what trap you set, it will fall apart on its own.

How long can a tree without roots and water without a source last?

The question is, can you suck it?

No matter how strong you are, you are just a cultivator. No matter how much you create your own world, it is still insignificant compared to the real world.

"You are looking for death, old man."

Yelu Mingjing's body was uncontrollably pulled towards the old man little by little, but at the current absorption speed, even if he was pulled to the old man's side, he would not be able to kill himself.

But he didn't dare to kill him. By then, the old man would be like an inflated ball. With the slightest touch, the entire Linhuang Prefecture would be reduced to ashes.

What is he plotting?

"teacher!"

Li Li seemed to understand what the old man was going to do, and tears instantly flowed from his eyes.

Spiritual power has become like a substance, surging in from all directions.

The old man's white robe rustled with excitement, countless stars flowed between his chest and abdomen, and a terrifying shattering sound came from the Taoist temple.

He really wanted to absorb all three treasures into his sea of ​​​​qi!

Yelu Mingjing couldn't tell whether he should be happy or terrified.

These three traps were prepared for the old man. If he was sucked into all the traps and then suffocated to death, then his goal would be achieved. As for Zhang Tianshi, Li Li, and even Gu Changfeng who might arrive at any time, none of them would be his match.

I am very clear about this, but the problem is that the old man should also be very clear about it.

But he did it anyway.

What is his confidence?

Can he guarantee that he can control himself?

Yelu Mingjing was a little panicked. He had a lot of trump cards, but did the old man have any?

What if he suddenly takes out a few heavenly treasures at the end? Will I be able to withstand it when I’m so close to him?

He said that he wanted Zhao Yushu to deal with him, but how was that possible?

Only Neijing can pose a threat to himself. He is deceiving himself, he is shaking his will, he wants to die with himself!

A comb suddenly flew out from a corner of the Taoist temple and fell directly into the galaxy in front of the old man.

Zhang Tianshi only felt his spiritual platform move, and the formation that had previously restrained his cultivation seemed to disappear. At the same time, the old man groaned, blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, the movement of the stars also suddenly stagnated, and the starlight became much dimmer.

The terrifying suction force suddenly weakened a lot.

Yelu Mingjing was horrified. The old man really sucked away a heavenly treasure.

But the price is definitely not small. At least now I can keep my feet on the ground.

The old man gasped heavily, his face trembled, and the stars lit up one by one again.

The suction force increased suddenly.

What was used to control Zhang Tianshi from leaving was not an array formation but also a treasure named Cuncun Duan. It not only cut off his cultivation but also his path of cultivation. This treasure was sucked over, not broken, but the old man alone bore all its power.

His cultivation will continue to decline until he becomes a mortal.

And now the old man is using his own inner perception to forcibly fight against this force. Even if he can hold on for a moment, it will not last long.

He is destined to be a useless person.

How much can a useless person do before his cultivation is completely destroyed?

The suction continued to increase, and Yelu Mingjing subconsciously looked towards Li Li's courtyard.

As expected, a bone cup flew up.

The supreme treasure of heaven bestowed by the Eternal Heaven, the supreme treasure of heaven that took several years to transform, the most powerful thing that could use the lives of others to die in place of its own, fell into the galaxy in front of Yelu Mingjing.

This treasure was used to trap Li Li. It cost the entire Taoist temple and the lives of unknown people. Now the threads binding these people's lives were completely absorbed by one person.

Li Li can now leave the Taoist temple, but only one person will die.

It seems that there is no difference. Li Li would not let his teacher die in order to leave the Taoist temple, but the old man's doing this means that he has no intention of living at all.

He has many ways to survive, but if he survives, his apprentice will die.

The old man smiled at Li Li, who was in tears, and then turned to look at Zhao Yushu who was surrounded by countless shadows.

There is only one left, and all the heavens are in agreement.

Zhao Yushu didn't even have time to react. The sect leader was in front of him a moment ago, and his retina still had his shadow visible. Meanwhile, Assassin was already lying across his neck.

The sect leader pulled gently. He had done this action countless times. It was clean and smooth, and there would be no problems.

Zhao Yushu subconsciously touched his neck. There should be a wound there, but there wasn't.

The sect leader stared blankly at his empty hands. There should be a magic weapon here, but there is none.

The divine weapon recognizes its master?

He seemed to recall something.

He could easily kill the small world in front of him with a single slap, but his mind was in chaos.

He felt the boiling power in his blood fading, so he was very anxious. He wanted to use his magic weapon to kill all the Ghost Gate disciples in order to achieve immortality. But the magic weapon now belonged to someone else, so how could he kill them?

Besides, I am also a disciple of Ghost Gate.

Are you going to kill yourself?

Zhao Yushu turned around, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and took out the Assassin.

Okay, you're back, so what? Let me kill Nei Jing?

Zhao Yushu suddenly felt that the heaven and earth seemed to be shaking, but the entire Ghost Gate did not shake at all.

Zhao Yushu smiled and thought that he should be able to go back.