Chapter 1499: Help
Everyone in the sword formation saw this scene from afar, and they all showed expressions of pity. Xue Wanyun even covered her mouth with her hands, tears welled up in her eyes, and she cried silently.
Wu Ji took a deep breath and said to Xiao Zhu in an imperative tone: "Little brat, open the sword formation for me, I will go to help your master!"
Xiao Zhu looked at Duan Qing outside the sword formation with grievance, then looked up at Wu Ji, bit her lips lightly, and shook her head firmly.
"No, Brother Qing said that no one can go out!"
"If you don't open the sword formation, your brother Qing will die!" Wu Ji shouted anxiously.
Xiao Zhu was a little tempted, but thinking of Duan Qing's instructions before leaving, he shook his head again and refused Wu Ji.
At this time, Xue Wanyun came forward, squatted down and pressed Xiaozhu's shoulder: "Xiaozhu, do you want your brother Qing to die?"
Xiaozhu subconsciously shook his head: "No, brother Qing is the best to Xiaozhu."
"Now my elder sister is going to help your brother Qing, do you want to stop me?" Xue Wanyun stared at Xiaozhu with a serious face.
Xiaozhu hesitated for a moment and still wanted to refuse, but at this time Xiaozhu suddenly noticed the tears in the corners of Xue Wanyun's eyes.
Staring at the tears for a while, for some reason, Xiaozhu actually felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy with Xue Wanyun, and nodded as if possessed by a ghost.
Xue Wanyun was overjoyed, and immediately stood up and shouted to the people around him: "If you want to help, follow me!"
As soon as the voice fell, Xiaozhu cooperated with Xue Wanyun to open the Xuansu Sword Formation in time, revealing a gap in the shield.
Without any hesitation, Xue Wanyun was the first to fly out of the gap.
After Xue Wanyun, Duan Lu and Wu Ji followed.
Xue Meijun hesitated for a moment, and the fourth person followed out of the Xuansu Sword Formation.
"Master!" Hu Yanheng looked at Wan Bulu hopefully, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.
"Go." Wan Bulu waved his hand, a little impatient.
Hu Yanheng's eyes lit up, and he left without saying a word.
Seeing this, Zuo Zicong and Yi Yuan looked at each other, both a little unpredictable.
Glancing at Duan Qing who was struggling to support under the attack of Yuan Wuwu at the entrance of the cave in the distance, Yi Yuan gritted his teeth.
"Damn it, let's fight!"
"Little girl, you hold on for a while, Yi will come back to replenish your spiritual power later!"
After saying that, Yi Yuan decisively put away the Benxiang Tianding, and left the sword formation one after another with Zuo Zicong.
In the crowd, Zuo Muxiu saw that seven people had gone out to support one after another, and after a moment of hesitation, he still left the eighth.
"Is there anyone else going out to help Brother Qing?" Xiaozhu stared at everyone with big round eyes and looked at everyone hopefully.
Unfortunately, many of the remaining people were struggling to hold on under the space tide, and no one responded to Xiao Zhu.
Some people who were not affected even turned their faces to the side, not daring to look at Xiao Zhu.
Xiao Zhu was a little disappointed, and completely closed the shield of the Xuansu Sword Formation, turned his head and looked at Duan Qing in the distance with a worried look.
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Duan Qing couldn't remember how many times he was hit by the golden thread.
Although he could force himself to endure it every time with the spiritual body, Duan Qing could clearly feel that under the influence of Yuan Wuwu's Dao, the effect of his spiritual body was getting worse and worse.
He was even unsure whether he could enter the next spiritual body at this moment!
"Boy, go to hell!"
Yuan Wuwu's face was ferocious, and five golden threads containing the Dao burst out from his fingertips at the same time, swinging towards Duan Qing who was fleeing in panic more than ten feet away.
When he saw the five golden threads approaching rapidly from behind, Duan Qing wanted to enter the spiritual body again, but his body did not change at all.
Sure enough!
The spiritual body has been overused!
Duan Qing's face changed slightly, and he could only show his true form Black Pot in a hurry to block behind him.
Yuan Wuwu's golden thread containing the Dao principle was even more powerful than the sword energy of his treasure bottle. It almost instantly cut Duan Qing's true form Black Pot into six pieces, and continued to swing towards Duan Qing with undiminished power.
It can be imagined that once hit by the five golden threads, Duan Qing would definitely end up with his head and body separated!
In the moment of life and death, Duan Qing's eyebrows flashed with red light, and the Vermillion Bird Armor instantly took shape on his body.
Almost at the same time, the outside of the Vermillion Bird Armor lit up red, purple, and black lights one after another.
Before Duan Qing could react to what was going on, he saw another Vermillion Bird Armor taking shape on Duan Qing's body, followed by a blue-purple armor with lightning, and finally an ink-colored sphere, which completely protected Duan Qing's body.
At the moment the black sphere took shape, the five golden threads that cut Duan Qing's true form Black Pot also followed.
Like Duan Qing's black pot, the black ball only lasted for a moment before it broke into several pieces, and then the blue-purple armor.
After breaking through two layers of defense, the light of the five golden lines was obviously dimmed, and it hit the second layer of Suzaku Armor.
With a slight sound, the second layer of Suzaku Armor collapsed, and the golden lines dimmed a lot, and Duan Qing was left with only his own Suzaku Armor.
Duan Qing's Suzaku Armor lasted for about a breath, and finally collapsed. The five golden lines, which had dimmed to the point of being almost invisible, hit Duan Qing like a whip, instantly shattering the clothes on Duan Qing's back, leaving five deep wounds that could be seen to the bone.
Feeling the burning sensation on his back, Duan Qing subconsciously touched his chest and found that his body was still intact. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look at Xue Wanyun and others who came to support him.
"Brother Qing, it's come to this point, and you still want to show off your ability alone, but it's not righteous." Wu Ji teased Duan Qing.
"Haha, that's right. If you want to deal with this old guy, you should take us with you. If we die, we die together." Duan Lu grinned and looked at Duan Qing with some blame.
"Little thief, you are the only one who can be a hero, right!" Xue Meijun snorted coldly, her eyes inadvertently swept over Xue Wanyun, with some surprise in her eyes.
Xue Wanyun did not speak, but just stared at Duan Qing infatuatedly, with a resolute look in her eyes, everything was self-evident.
Yuan Wuwu looked at Xue Wanyun and the other eight people who came to support, and laughed in anger.
"Haha... OK, OK, OK!"
"You want to die together, Yuan will fulfill your wish!"
As he spoke, Yuan Wuwu stretched out his hand and made the treasure bottle in the air smaller and held it upside down in his hand.
The next moment, at least thousands of golden threads fell from the mouth of the treasure bottle. Unlike the previous golden threads, these golden threads did not fly out, but one end was connected to the treasure bottle, and the part outside the treasure bottle hung down like a ponytail.
Glancing at the treasure bottle in his hand, Yuan Wuwu sneered, and waved the treasure bottle violently as if he was waving a whisk.
"Go to hell, little ghosts!" Yuan Wuwu roared madly.
As the treasure bottle was swung, thousands of golden threads connected to the treasure bottle suddenly broke away from it, surging wildly, and intertwined in the air to form a golden net a hundred feet in size, covering Duan Qing and the other nine people.
The golden threads cut through the sky, making bursts of piercing sounds, as if the space was about to be cut by the golden threads.