There's something wrong with the general.

Wen Yuxi would not rush forward, for he was afraid that he would be accidentally injured by the falling tripod and crushed into a puddle of mud.

Seeing Xiao Jiqiu and Yun Qingyan looking so embarrassed, he supported the Soul Transformation Cauldron with all his strength.

But the tripod still fell down bit by bit.

Wen Yuxi is determined to rely on these three people for his life.

As a friend, I don't want them to get hurt.

How to do it?

When you are undecided, ask the boss for help.

At this moment, the boss was concentrating on breaking the formation.

He didn't know what he was looking at, his eyes flickered quickly left and right, and his fingers moved back and forth in the air.

Wen Yuxi approached cautiously and saw a screen as big as a projector in the void.

It was densely covered with words and symbols, and he couldn't understand any of them.

I guess the immortal is deducing something, and ordinary people like him certainly can't understand it.

Wen Yuxi let out an "ah" and yawned.

I'm sorry everyone!

He was the only one who couldn't help at all.

It is said that when you have free time, you will have random thoughts.

Wen Yuxi thought about this and that, and suddenly realized that something seemed to be missing?

what is it then?

! !

What about that little devil boy? !

Wen Yuxi was shocked. Just now, everyone was busy dealing with the formation and the evil spirits in the soul flag. Where did the young man hide?

Before the Taoist priest in gray came, the little ghost was cast under a Taoist spell by an immortal so that he could not attack anyone at will.

Has the spell been solved? Where has the person gone?

Wen Yuxi thought to himself that he was the only one of the Chen family who escaped, and he was deceived by the Taoist priest in gray and had no choice but to help the evil.

Is he so afraid of the Taoist priest in gray?

Is there no other righteous Taoist priest who can save him?

It's strange. He clearly showed that he hated the Taoist priest, so why didn't he let them help him kill the Taoist priest and give him freedom?

Wen Yuxi seemed to sense something unusual in this.

He carefully recalled the boy's reply.

According to the young man, his parents were killed and he was very sad, but because he had no spiritual power, he had to seek help from the Taoist priest in gray to help him gain spiritual power to take revenge.

But when Xiao Jiqiu pointed out that it was impossible to practice without spiritual roots, he became angry and embarrassed!

It’s not that he doesn’t want to cultivate immortality, but rather he is very eager to do so.

Wen Yuxi touched his chin and thought secretly: He must be an extremely paranoid person who would take risks to achieve his goals.

How can such a person be willing to be controlled by others?

Suddenly, the scene before the Taoist priest in gray appeared flashed in Wen Yuxi's mind.

He seemed to curl up the corners of his mouth and smile strangely.

He seems to be smiling?

Why is he laughing?

Wen Yuxi frowned as he thought and guessed constantly, and he had already entered a state of complete selflessness.

He smiled because he was looking forward to it.

Looking forward to...the four of them falling into the hands of the Taoist in gray.

This way he can...benefit!

Wen Yuxi's body shook violently.

If this is the case, then their relationship is not necessarily that of oppressor and oppressed, but rather... partners.

Wen Yuxi swallowed his saliva and found it difficult to accept this inference.

But this is easy to explain.

That being the case.

Wen Yuxi narrowed his eyes slightly and thought, then catch him first and find a chance to make him speak.

After making these speculations, Wen Yuxi finally regained consciousness.

He hurried to look for the man in blue.

You won’t know the result until you see it, you will be shocked!

That...the tripod is already pressing down on my head!

Xiao Jiqiu and Yun Qingyan still held their swords high with ferocious expressions, gritting their teeth and holding on!

Wen Yuxi hurriedly ran to the blue-clothed man's side, grasped his arm, and anxiously whispered, "That young man and the stinking Taoist priest are up to something. Could this be the key to breaking the formation?"

The man in green suddenly stopped moving his slender fingers rapidly in the air. He slowly turned his head, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Wen Yuxi stared into his eyes and said silently, "Don't ask, catch him first."

The man in green paused for a moment, then chanted a spell and made some hand gestures.

Wen Yuxi looked at him expectantly: "How is it?"

The man nodded and gave him a quiet smile: "I caught it."

The voice in Wen Yuxi's mind had just fallen.

A young man with hollow eyes was tied up and landed in front of him.

What he was wearing was not an ordinary rope, but a faint light, which was probably some kind of magic weapon.

After being captured, the young man looked at the two of them with a bewildered expression and asked in confusion, "Why did you two immortals tie me up? I've said everything I need to say. I hope the four immortals can help me kill this stinky Taoist priest and set me free."

Wen Yuxi squatted down, looked at him and sneered: "Freedom? I think you are quite free, but you actually colluded with the evil Taoist priest to kill us. Are you really willing to do anything to cultivate immortality?"

While asking the question, Wen Yuxi glanced at the Taoist priest in gray outside the formation.

I didn't expect him to look at the scene in front of him coldly without any reaction at all?

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he had guessed wrong?

The young man's mouth twitched slightly, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his hollow eye sockets. He fell to the ground and laughed miserably, "So this is what the four immortals think. I was so open with them and told them all my experiences. What you said before about helping me enter the reincarnation cycle was also a lie?

Wen Yuxi stared at his face closely, not missing a single expression. He naturally saw the twitching of the boy's mouth, but these were not enough to prove his guess.

At this moment, the gray-robed Taoist priest cursed fiercely from outside the formation: "You actually teamed up with outsiders to harm me. Today, I will destroy your soul and spirit, and you will never be able to reincarnate."

After he finished speaking, he quickly made a hand gesture and pointed at the young man.

A red arc of light fell on the young man and pulled him out of the formation.

The man in green stood quietly in place, swung his sword, and the arc of light was cut off, but the young man remained in the same place without moving.

Wen Yuxi now understood.

If the Taoist in gray robe wanted to kill him, he could have just killed him directly. Why did he pull him out of the formation?

Is the boy very important to him?

at this time.

The man in green suddenly said calmly, "I'm afraid you are the core of this formation."

He placed the sword against the boy's chest, turned his wrist, and stabbed him fiercely.

Wen Yuxi: “!”

He widened his eyes and stared at the scene in front of him.

I was a little shocked by the man in green's decisiveness and ruthlessness!

At this critical moment.

Suddenly, a ghostly figure rushed towards the formation!

Holding a shining big knife in his hand, he pressed it against the boy's chest with lightning speed.

The Taoist in gray is saving him!

The man in green seemed to have expected this. Just when the tip of the sword was just a millimeter away from the young man's chest, he suddenly turned the tip of the sword and stabbed the Taoist in gray with the force of thunder.

The gray-robed Taoist's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't retract his knife-holding hand in time. A trace of despair and hatred flashed across his eyes.

"Poof" sound.

The green-clothed man's long sword pierced his chest directly, then pulled it out and inserted it into his lower abdomen, breaking his qi sea.

The Taoist priest in gray robe let out a shrill scream, covered his stomach and rolled over and over on the ground.

"My sea of ​​qi, my sea of ​​qi."

He kept screaming and crying bitterly. The blood from the corner of his mouth stained his clothes red, and he collapsed to the ground.

Wen Yuxi looked at the blood in front of him and felt very uncomfortable.

He asked softly, "Will he die?"

The man in green said, "Yes."

Wen Yuxi sighed, not knowing what to say.

Ever since the Taoist in gray was hit by a sword and his qi sea was shattered, the Soul Transformation Cauldron that had been pressing on their heads lost its spiritual power support and instantly turned into a palm-sized cauldron and fell to the ground.

Xiao Jiqiu and Yun Qingyan held on until the last moment, but they had already run out of strength and collapsed to the ground.

He pointed at the young man and the Taoist priest in gray before him and said to the man in green, "What should we do with them?"

The young man seemed to know that the Taoist in gray robe was about to die, and finally felt a little scared. He shuddered and begged for mercy, "Please save me."

Wen Yuxi narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Save you? You need us to save you? How interesting."

Two more lines of blood and tears flowed from the boy's eyes, and he said intermittently: "I, I don't understand."

Wen Yuxi snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Without the spiritual power of the Taoist in Gray to maintain it, the magic circle has been broken.

Wen Yuxi sighed as he looked at the gray-robed Taoist priest who was still shaking on the ground.

Just when Wen Yuxi thought he was about to die.

Suddenly, he sat up from the ground and stabbed the big knife in his hand straight at the boy who was tied to the ground.

!!!