Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation: My system is amazing

Xiao Bei looked at the countless phantoms of himself and his companions around him, his eyes full of caution.

The air seemed to freeze, and the tense atmosphere was like a thick fog, making it hard to breathe.

Beili held Xiao Bei's hand tightly, his knuckles turned white and his heart beat like a drum.

Lingfeng also had a serious expression on his face, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, the blade reflecting a cold light, and he was alert to the phantoms around him that were ready to move.

"These phantoms don't seem to be simple illusions." Xiao Bei said in a deep voice, his voice low and powerful, echoing in the silent space.

He swung the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword energy rushed straight towards the nearest "Xiao Bei" phantom.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, with a sound of breaking through the air, and was about to hit the target.

However, at the moment of contact, the sword energy seemed to hit an invisible wall, bounced back, and rushed straight towards Xiao Bei himself!

Xiao Bei quickly dodged to the side, and the rebounding sword energy brushed past his cheek, leaving a shallow blood mark.

The burning stinging sensation made his heart tremble.

He bit his lip, a mixture of frustration and the urgency to break the formation spreading in his heart.

This strange rebound force made him realize that brute force was not the way to break the formation.

The phantoms around began to emit a low buzzing sound, like countless bees flapping their wings, the sound becoming louder and louder, more and more shrill.

Xiao Bei felt dizzy, as if an invisible force was interfering with his consciousness.

He took a deep breath, trying to stay awake.

"Xiao Bei..." Bei Li's voice trembled slightly. She held Xiao Bei's arm tightly, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Xiao Bei held Bei Li's hand with his backhand and gave her a reassuring look.

"Don't be afraid, Li'er, I will definitely take you out." He said in a firm tone, as if he was cheering himself and Beili up.

Lingfeng gripped the long sword tightly in his hand, and the blade made a low buzzing sound, as if responding to his determination.

"Xiao Bei, let's work together to find a way to break the formation!"

Xiao Bei nodded, and his gaze swept over the phantoms around him again, with a firm light flashing in his eyes.

Just then, he noticed a subtle difference...

A "Spirit Wind" phantom's hand, holding the knife in a slightly different posture.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Lingfeng and said in a deep voice: "Lingfeng, your knife..." Before Xiao Bei finished speaking, phantoms around him surged like a tide. Their movements were exactly the same as Xiao Bei and others, and their moves were extremely familiar.

A phantom of "Xiao Bei" swung a sword at Xiao Bei, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at his heart. Xiao Bei dodged sideways, but felt a chill on his back. The long sword of another phantom of "Ling Feng" was quietly approaching.

The swords collided, making a sharp sound of metal collision and sparks flying.

Xiao Bei and Ling Feng stood back to back, resisting the phantom's attack.

Beili waved the staff in his hand, and ice cones shot out to block the phantoms that tried to approach.

However, the number of phantoms was too large, as if endless. Their attacks became more and more fierce, and Xiao Bei and others gradually felt overwhelmed.

Sweat soaked Xiao Bei's clothes, his breathing became rapid, and his arms began to ache.

Lingfeng's movements also slowed down. Beads of sweat covered his forehead and his hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Beili's face was pale, her magic power was greatly consumed, and the power of the ice cone was gradually weakening.

Xiao Bei frowned, he knew that this was not a solution.

He suddenly retracted his sword and stopped attacking. Instead, he closed his eyes and quietly felt the breath around him.

Lingfeng and Beili were both stunned, not understanding why Xiao Bei suddenly stopped attacking.

Seeing this, Mo Yuan also stopped attacking, closed his eyes like Xiao Bei, and felt the subtle changes around him.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, mixed with a barely perceptible chill.

This breath appears and disappears, erratic and uncertain, like a ghost, making it difficult to grasp.

At this moment, Xiao Bei suddenly opened his eyes, "I found the flaw!" He said in a deep voice with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Where?" Lingfeng and Beili asked in unison.

Xiao Bei did not answer, but pointed in a direction.

"There..." He had just said two words when the phantoms around him suddenly stopped attacking. They seemed to have sensed something and looked at Xiao Bei in unison, with a faint green light flashing in their eyes.

A faint green light flickered, and the phantoms let out silent roars, rushing towards Xiao Bei and others like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

The air was filled with a strong murderous aura, and the oppressive feeling was almost suffocating.

Xiao Bei's eyes flashed, and the long sword in his hand danced like the wind. The sword energy was so strong that he repelled the approaching phantoms one by one.

Every time he swung his sword, it brought up a gust of fierce wind, making his robes rustle.

"Li'er, be careful!" Xiao Bei growled and protected Bei Li behind him.

A phantom of "Xiao Bei" took the opportunity to approach, and stabbed Bei Li in the back with the long sword in his hand.

Xiao Bei swung his sword in his backhand, deflecting the Phantom's sword, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked the Phantom away.

Beili looked at Xiao Bei's broad back, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

Even in such a dangerous situation, Xiao Bei still protected her so well.

She gripped the staff tightly in her hand, her eyes full of determination, and shot ice cones accurately at the approaching phantom, relieving the pressure on Xiao Bei.

Lingfeng was like a nimble cheetah, shuttling between the phantoms, brandishing the long sword in his hand with flashing blade light. Every strike of the sword was extremely precise, cutting down the phantoms one by one.

He and Xiao Bei cooperated well, both offensively and defensively, and they forcibly tore a gap in the siege of the phantoms.

"Xiao Bei, left!" Ling Feng shouted, and at the same time swung his sword to block the phantom attacking from the left.

Xiao Bei understood what he meant, and with a flash of his body, he appeared on Lingfeng's left side. The long sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning, hitting a phantom right in the center of his eyebrows.

The phantom let out a sharp scream and turned into a cloud of black mist and dissipated.

However, more phantoms emerged, one after another, as if endless.

Xiao Bei and others felt like they were in the midst of a raging storm, and could be swallowed up at any time.

The fierce battle lasted for a long time, and Xiao Bei and others consumed a lot of physical strength and magic power.

Sweat soaked my clothes and my breathing became rapid.

But their eyes remained firm, with no intention of retreating.

At this moment, Xiao Bei suddenly felt something strange.

He keenly noticed that in the intervals between the phantom attacks, there was a faint breath that was out of tune with the surrounding phantoms.

This breath was erratic and elusive, as if hidden deep in the core of the illusion array.

"Lingfeng, cover me!" Xiao Bei shouted softly, and rushed forward suddenly, heading straight for the source of the breath.

"Xiao Bei, wait for me!" Seeing this, Bei Li followed closely behind.

Ling Feng brandished his long sword, forcing back the approaching phantoms one by one, clearing a path for Xiao Bei and Bei Li.

Xiao Bei rushed to the vicinity of the breath and suddenly stopped. He felt that this place was extremely closely connected with the phantom, as if it was the source of all illusions.

The ground trembled slightly, and the cold air in the air became thicker.

He gripped his sword tightly, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and scanned the surroundings, discovering that the frequency and rhythm of the surrounding phantoms seemed to converge at this point.

"This is the core of the illusion array!" Xiao Bei said loudly, his voice filled with unquestionable firmness.

Beili and Lingfeng quickly moved closer. The staff in Beili's hand emitted a faint blue light, and Lingfeng swung his long sword faster. Their eyes were focused on the direction Xiao Bei pointed.

Mo Yuan closed his eyes, formed seals with his hands, and wisps of golden rune light emerged from his fingertips, providing support to Xiao Bei and others.

"Are you ready?" Xiao Bei asked in a deep voice, his voice sounding particularly low and powerful in the tense atmosphere.

"Just waiting for your order!" Lingfeng gripped the long sword tightly, a determined smile on his face.

"Li'er, let's go together!" Beili nodded.

Xiao Bei took a deep breath, his eyes sharp as torches, and swung the sword in his hand suddenly. A brilliant sword energy shot out like a rainbow piercing the sun, directly hitting the core of the illusion array.

At the same time, Beili's staff shot out a beam of ice-blue light, which intertwined with the sword energy to form a powerful energy impact.

Ling Feng also swung his long sword at this moment, and a golden sword energy spun like a tornado, forming a combined force with Xiao Bei and Bei Li's attacks.

Mo Yuan's rune light condensed in the air and turned into a golden shield that protected them.

The phantoms around seemed to sense the fatal threat, and they let out sharp roars and rushed towards Xiao Bei and others like a tide.

But their attack was like an indestructible rock, unstoppable.

Sword energy, ice cones, knife light, and rune light intertwined into a gorgeous light curtain, directly hitting the core of the illusion array.

At that moment, space seemed to be distorted.

The core of the illusion array vibrated violently under the powerful impact, emitting a low roar.

The surrounding phantoms seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force and turned into black smoke and dissipated.

The cold air in the air also dissipated, and the surrounding environment suddenly became clear.

"Success!" Lingfeng roared, waving his long sword, his face full of excitement and pride.

Beili also smiled brightly, holding Xiao Bei's hand tightly, with tears in her eyes.

"We finally succeeded, Xiao Bei!"

Xiao Bei looked at Bei Li with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Li'er, we did it." He turned to look at Lingfeng and Mo Yuan, his eyes filled with determination and gratitude. "Thank you for your trust and support, my friends."

The joy of victory filled their hearts, and the air around them seemed to be filled with a celebratory atmosphere.

However, at this moment, a powerful pressure suddenly came from afar, like an invisible huge wave, instantly covering the entire space.

Xiao Bei and the others' faces changed slightly, and they all looked into the distance.

"Are you ready, Xiao Bei?" Ling Feng's low voice revealed a hint of vigilance.

Xiao Bei gripped his sword tightly, his eyes determined. Facing the pressure, he slowly nodded: "This time, we will not retreat again."