I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

"What the hell is this?"

"These are the ghost cultivators in the Nether Sea. The person behind this can interfere with these ghost cultivators and use them for his own benefit!"

"Damn it, quick, stop them!"

"No, we can't stop so many ghost cultivators. The battleship's protective array can no longer hold!"

"Damn it, damn it, hold on!"

"..."

There are quite a few monks on the ferry, and most of them have their souls controlled and turned into puppets who are not afraid of their lives. This is an extremely difficult force to resist. Even if everyone on the warship tries their best, they can only barely hold on.

but now.

Around the ferry, those ink-black, half-human, half-ghost figures suddenly rushed out from the Nether Sea, which was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Let everyone's heart sink to the bottom!

These puppets inside have not been dealt with yet, and the ghost cultivators outside have already chased them. This is almost a deadly situation, even though they have destroyed the plan of the person behind the scenes and seem to see a glimmer of hope.

But now it seems.

The so-called glimmer of hope did not exist from the beginning, and the opponent's strength was not something they could contend with from the beginning.

"Use all your strength to drive the warship forward!"

"Everyone else, do your best to stop those charging monks."

"As for the ghost cultivators outside..."

"Leave it to me."

But at this moment, He Mengyun's voice was heard. The words were a little trembling and lacked confidence, but at this moment it became the life-saving straw in the eyes of many people, and they all looked towards He Mengyun.

But he didn't wait for them to speak.

He Mengyun jumped up and then kept making hand gestures.

All of a sudden.

The hundreds of puppets that had previously blocked the entrance to the top floor and prevented the charge of the controlled monks were suddenly summoned at this moment. Then, one by one, they flashed with spiritual light and immediately followed He Mengyun into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, these hundreds of puppets formed a large formation of a hundred people in front of He Mengyun, and each puppet carried a formation flag behind it.

At this moment, they were suspended in the air in an orderly manner, surrounding He Mengyun.

she was.

She actually used puppets to set up a large formation around herself, and she herself was holding a formation flag in her hand, waving it, causing the puppets around her to constantly change their positions.

But in the blink of an eye.

Her whole person.

It actually formed a large movable formation!

"Using the body as the heart and the puppets as the formation, this is... the Puppet Heart Formation!"

"It's rumored that only puppeteers with extremely high attainments in formations and puppetry can cast the Puppet Heart Formation, using the puppets as the formation flags and themselves as the formation's core. When I move, the formation moves; when I stop, the formation stops. One person can create a large formation!"

"Too strong! This puppeteer has reached at least the seventh level. Only a seventh-level puppeteer can achieve this level!"

"This isn't a seventh-rank puppeteer. No matter how strong a seventh-rank puppeteer is, he can only control ninety-nine and eighty-one puppets at most. Only by reaching the eighth-rank puppeteer realm can he possibly break through the eighty-one puppet heart formations!"

He Mengyun is an eighth-rank puppeteer, and he set up this puppet mind formation, which is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the monks on the ferry at the moment.

only……

Just as everyone's expectations were rising, He Mengyun had already spoken:

"I have a limited number of puppets. It would be extremely difficult to fully deal with these ghost cultivators. If the protective formation of this ferry was at its peak and could be a little stronger, I could do my best to protect this ship for an hour."

"But now, I can't hold it back for long."

"Furthermore, once I use all my strength to resist these external ghost cultivators, the cultivators on the ship will no longer be able to resist. You will need to rely on yourselves."

These words instantly dampened everyone's expectations.

There really is no way.

The protective formation of this ferry ship had already been corroded beyond recognition by the earth fire pillars. Coupled with the crazy monks inside the warship, the protective formation of this ferry ship was even worse, and it could not provide much help to He Mengyun.

"Senior, although the defensive power of this ferry is limited, I now have full control of the ship and can adjust the ship's protective array. Can I help you?" Sima Le asked at this moment.

He Mengyun's eyes lit up: "Can you use the direction to open a gap in the protective magic circle?"

"Junior can do it!" Sima Le replied.

"Okay!" He Mengyun nodded immediately:

"If so, you can open and close one corner of the formation in turn, following the order of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui, switching every thirty breaths."

"If you cooperate properly, I can hold on for the next hour."

As soon as these words were spoken, Sima Le nodded heavily.

The other cultivators on the ferry were not idle at this moment. They were the ones who had escaped the soul-controlling secret window. Some of them were vigilant, while others possessed magical soul treasures. Although their numbers were small, their strength was quite good.

At this moment, a group of people immediately came up with the idea of ​​taking turns to resist the attack of the soul-controlling monk.

When people are in life-and-death crisis, they will indeed unleash unimaginable potential. Even the Beiming demon cultivators who have always been concerned about keeping themselves safe are willing to leave their backs to their companions at this moment and fight for a chance of survival with all their strength.

"In that case, then what's next..."

"Let's get started!"

After discussing it clearly, He Mengyun finally stopped hesitating and nodded to Sima Le. Then he saw Sima Le immediately concentrate on controlling the ferry and began to try to open a gap in the protective formation.

"Roar!"

"Fizz!"

“Ho ho ho~!”

As soon as the gap in the protective formation was opened, strange howling sounds were heard, followed by the endless black figures rushing out from the Nether Sea and swarming in through the gap in the formation.

Bringing gusts of cold wind.

The temperature of the entire ferry dropped to freezing point in an instant!

but.

At this moment, He Mengyun waved the flag in his hand instantly, and the puppet formation was immediately deployed to meet the enemy.

The Puppet Heart Formation is indeed worthy of being the killing formation of a high-level puppeteer.

At this moment, the formation started to work.

The Hundred Puppets Formation immediately erupted with a combat power far beyond that of the 100 puppets. It was like a meat grinder, strangling all the evil ghosts from the underworld that broke into this place and crushing them into mud on the spot!

The monks who were resisting the external attack below did not disappoint. Although they were in a miserable state, they managed to hold the passage to the top floor.

Prevent the controlled souls below from reaching this place.

War.

Officially begin!

This was destined to be a difficult battle, a truly fierce battle. No one could remain immune at this time. From the very beginning, a large number of monks were seriously injured, leaving behind a huge trail of blood.

Especially as time goes by.

Casualties began to occur on the ferry side.

Some people were exhausted and died, while others were careless and were killed by the mad monks' self-detonation. The scene was extremely tragic.

but.

The most tragic battlefield was the one where He Mengyun was. She was facing ghost cultivators who were transformed from the almost endless number of ghosts that were dormant in the endless sea.

These ghost cultivators are mysterious and unpredictable, and their killing methods are hard to guard against.

At this moment, under the intentional control of the person behind the scenes, they were like a suicide squad that was not afraid of death at all. They kept rushing forward, kept dying, kept rushing forward again, and kept dying again, as if they could never be killed or slaughtered.

but……

Not all the ghost cultivators could be killed, but He Mengyun was just a human cultivator.

Her consumption is huge.

This consumption is not only the consumption of spiritual energy and spirit stones of He Mengyun, the master of the formation, but also the consumption of those puppets that have been crippled or even destroyed to the point of reduction in number, which are constantly falling and being completely destroyed.

At the beginning, He Mengyun could still fill in the gaps.

But hit behind.

He Mengyun's puppets were finally unable to fill the gap. Puppet after puppet, which had cost countless efforts to create, fell and was destroyed one after another. Every time a puppet was damaged, the brilliance of He Mengyun's puppet would dim a little.

She is a puppeteer.

Every puppet that was destroyed would cause harm to her. In the end, He Mengyun's only remaining arm was damaged.

It was even paler.

Bloodless.

This is real, fighting to exhaustion!

The only thing to be thankful for is.

Under the control of her superb puppet heart formation, although most of the puppets were consumed, she actually managed to hold on for an hour.

During this hour.

She blocked countless attacks from ghost cultivators, and even from beginning to end, she never let any ghost cultivator in.

but……

Human power is ultimately limited.

When they blocked another round of ghost cultivators' attacks, only 3721 of the hundred puppets around He Mengyun were left, and the previous puppet heart formation had been reduced to its extreme size.

The divine light on He Mengyun's puppet had dimmed to the extreme at this moment, and was completely depleted to the extreme.

Even her spiritual power.

He had been exhausted to the extreme, with a splitting headache. His spiritual power, which was only half of a mad soul, was now exhausted to the extreme. Even after blocking another attack, He Mengyun still relied on instinct to activate the Puppet Heart Formation.

After a while, He Mengyun finally discovered it.

The ghost cultivator's attack.

ended.

but……

This is only temporary.

Because she saw that in the dark sea of ​​​​the underworld not far away, there was a dense army of ghost cultivators rising up, but they did not launch any more attacks. Instead, one figure after another began to converge towards three places.

"These ghost cultivators are gathering their strength together. They want to completely break through this puppet heart formation!"

"We're finished. That senior has already reached his limit. This attack will definitely destroy the Puppet Heart Formation."

"Could it be that our struggle is ultimately in vain?"

Everyone felt sad.

During this hour, He Mengyun consumed a huge amount of energy, and so did they.

Everyone.

They have all reached their limits and become a spent force.

Another charge.

They will be completely destroyed.

but……

unexpected.

Just when everyone was filled with grief and indignation, in the Nether Sea, the three figures that were constantly absorbing the power of the ghost cultivators and merging into a terrifying existence suddenly stopped moving.

Followed by.

They all began to sink back into the Nether Sea.

"Is this... a retreat?"

"They retreated?"

"What's going on? What happened?"

"Why did these monsters suddenly retreat and give up their attack?"

Everyone was a little confused and didn't understand what these ghost cultivators who came and went in a hurry were doing this time.

I still feel uneasy.

but……

After observing for a while, everyone was surprised to find that the endless ghost cultivators in the Nether Sea had actually dispersed.

When victory is all that is needed is one more charge.

But that's it.

give up?

More importantly.

At the same time as these Nether Sea ghost cultivators disappeared, below the crowd, those crazy cultivators who had lost their soul control and were still charging forward recklessly seemed to be disturbed by some force at this moment.

Surprisingly, gradually.

Gave up the attack.

Finally, the red light in his eyes faded, and he collapsed to the ground, not moving at all.

This scene.

It made countless people cry with joy, and even more made countless people cover their faces and cry bitterly.

them……

Looks like I won?

Even He Mengyun, when he saw this scene, his mind relaxed in an instant, and he fell straight down from the sky and hit the deck of the ferry heavily.

She is so tired.

I had already reached my limit and had been holding on.

but now.

The moment she suddenly relaxed, the feeling of endless exhaustion instantly hit her and completely defeated her.

Sima Le did not dare to neglect.

He immediately arranged for someone to send He Mengyun back to her room and set up a new isolation formation to prevent her from being attacked by thugs.

only……

It was just at the moment when He Mengyun was sent back to her room.

The sky is far away.

A light boat flashing with supreme lightning slowly approached the ferry named Bilang...