Mythical Cultivation

Faced with this sudden increase in strength, he was not dazzled by this temporary power. He knew very well that the secret technique would only last for a quarter of an hour.

In such a short time, he could not guarantee that he could completely kill Wu Ming and the other four.

Therefore, he resolutely gave up the idea of ​​counterattack, as if it was just a trivial idea.

Instead, he cast three extremely strong shields around his body without hesitation, as if he were wearing a layer of indestructible armor.

After doing all this, he rushed straight into the attack of flying talismans without fear, as if it was just an insignificant storm.

It turned out that after the old man found that he could not stop the dense rain of talisman attacks, he knew in his heart that it was a matter of life and death.

In this desperate situation, he had to use his secret skills in order to force his way through the encirclement.

However, he had no time to consider the consequences of using the secret technique.

After all, when it comes to life and death, and the choice between weakness and life, he can still distinguish the importance of it.

Every move of the old man was under the close surveillance of Wu Ming and others.

When they saw the old man use his secret technique, they immediately realized that the old man had reached a desperate situation.

Several people looked at each other, understood each other, and took out a few talismans from their storage bags and threw them into the air again without hesitation.

These talismans flew rapidly in the air, crossing the sky like meteors, with powerful power, flying straight towards the old man.

After seeing this scene, Wu Ming naturally would not be stingy with his talismans anymore.

He quickly took out several talismans from his storage bag. These talismans were the Fire Bird Talismans he had carefully crafted in his spare time after coming to Baiye County.

Wu Ming and the other four people activated dozens of second-level talismans at the same time without hesitation. These talismans were instantly activated within a radius of hundreds of feet.

In an instant, the area was shrouded in powerful energy, forming a terrifying restricted area.

Although these talismans were worth thousands of spirit stones, Wu Ming and his three companions had no choice but to successfully trap the elder of the Blood Evil Sect.

In just a few breaths, such a huge amount of wealth was consumed, which made them feel a sharp pain in their hearts.

However, they knew it was a necessary sacrifice.

If this elder cannot be retained, the consequences will be disastrous.

So, despite the heartache, they remained steadfast in their plan.

At this moment, this area has been completely blocked by the power of the talisman, and anyone who wants to break in will face great danger.

It can be said that except for the top inner disciples of the top sect Qingyun Sect who have reached the peak of foundation building, no one else can escape safely from this overwhelming attack.

However, as the outpost of the top-level Netherworld Sect used by the Blood Evil Sect to deal with the Qingyun Sect and disrupt the Qingjiang County, its strength should not be underestimated.

Although the price of the Blood Burning Secret Technique was extremely high, it greatly improved the elder's strength, and even raised his strength from the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage to another level.

Within two breaths, a figure with torn clothes, dusty face, and blood all over his body rushed out from this restricted area. It was the old man from the Blood Evil Sect.

He rushed out of the restricted area, covered in blood, looking extremely ferocious.

At that moment, his eyes were like two deep cold pools, staring deeply at Wu Ming and the other three.

This look seemed to contain endless meaning and unwillingness, which made people feel cold.

However, before Wu Ming and others could come to their senses, they saw him suddenly flash like a ghost, and instantly turned into a stream of blood-red light, rushing away at an astonishing speed.

In the blink of an eye, the streak of light disappeared from the sight of Wu Ming and the other three, as if it had never appeared.

This sudden change shocked Wu Ming and others.

They had never expected that this old man, who seemed to be on the verge of death, could actually escape from such a desperate situation.

Even Wu Ming, who considered himself to be very powerful, couldn't help but feel surprised at the old man's escape.

You know, this restricted area is made up of dozens of powerful talismans, and the power contained in them is enough to scare anyone away.

Even Wu Ming himself had no confidence in escaping unscathed from this restricted area.

However, the old man managed to escape from this land of death under their siege.

Shen Zhiyuan, Cui Hongfu and another person were even more dumbfounded. They simply couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

The old man's escape was beyond their imagination and made them realize the gap between them and the old man.

"He could escape with this? Is it really his destiny?" Cui Hongfu exclaimed in astonishment.

Wu Ming sighed with regret, "It's all my fault for being careless. I didn't expect him to come out alive."

His tone was full of self-blame and regret, and he was obviously very regretful for his mistake.

Seeing the old man from the Blood Evil Sect escape as quickly as a cunning rabbit, Wu Ming's heart was shocked, as if he was struck by lightning, and he woke up instantly.

He couldn't help but recall his experiences in Baiye County over the past year.

During this period, he experienced several battles, and each move was extremely smooth with almost no obstacles.

Especially when facing those late Foundation Establishment cultivators from small forces, he was able to easily win with his mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, which made him full of confidence in his own strength.

However, it was this continuous victory that gradually gave Wu Ming an illusion.

He began to feel that the strength of the cultivators from these small forces was nothing special, and there was a huge difference between them and the disciples of the same level of cultivation in Qingyun Sect.

This thought quietly grew in his mind, and unknowingly, he developed a bit of contempt for the monks from these small forces.

Otherwise, with his previous caution, he would never have given the Blood Evil Sect elder a chance to escape.

As always, he would consider all possible situations carefully and leave no room for the enemy to breathe.

But now it's too late.

Wu Ming regretted it immensely, but now that things had come to this, he could only secretly warn himself in his heart that he must never look down on any cultivator again.

After all, which cultivator who could reach the Foundation Establishment stage was truly as simple as he appeared? Who could possibly know what hidden cards they held?

Thinking of this, Wu Ming took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He knew that although this lesson was painful, it also made him understand a truth: no matter what kind of opponent you face, you must not take it lightly, you must remain in awe and give it your all.