After scanning the escape from Long Wuya, Bai Yi's calm face was not fluctuating. He was just a clown who jumped, and a monk of the same level was only worthy of being the dead soul under his sword.

Since Long Wuya took the initiative, Bai Yi had no intention of letting him go, and he chased him directly as he rose and fell.

It is too close to the sword cage, and even the wisteria sword will be strongly disturbed. Bai Yi put away the flying sword and stumbled his spiritual power into the storage bag. Talismans flashing with dim halos flew up one after another.

There were nearly a thousand talismans flying out of the storage bag, which were all the backup plans that Bai Yi had prepared in the weapon refining hall before. Although the power of a single talisman is only equivalent to a low-level Taoist technique, the power of a thousand talismans at the same time is no less than an intermediate-level Taoist technique, and is even more terrifying than an intermediate-level Taoist technique.

Talismans one by one, forming a long dragon, which was unsteady around Bai Yi. The five elements spiritual power carried by the talisman appeared and disappeared from time to time, and various halos flashed, as if countless elves were flying around.

Bai Yi, who was moving rapidly, gradually approached Long Wuya. He suddenly changed his mind and shouted, "Prison!"

With the exit of the word "Prison", nearly a thousand talismans suddenly dispersed and quickly enveloped like a dark cloud, with the direction being ridge Wuya.

At this time, Long Wuya had already arrived near Zhang Heng. He thought that even if Bai Yi was so bold, he would not dare to attack in front of the disciples of the Cangyun Sect’s Punishment Hall, but he did not expect that Bai Yi not only took action, but also acted as a killer!

Feeling countless talismans shrouded in his heart, Long Wuya's heart immediately sank. The talismans gathered together gave him a terrifying sense of oppression.

Even if his magic weapon giant sword was not sucked away by the sword cage, it might not be able to block the attack of the Tiantian Talisman. Now Long Wuya even had his life-saving defensive magic weapon. If he had bare hands and fists, the Tiantian Talisman would blow him into meat paste!

Long Wuya was also a decisive person. He paused for only a moment beside Zhao Heng, and then rushed to a place where Cangyun had the most disciples. Zhao Heng noticed that Long Wuya was approaching, but he was not at all prepared.

Long Wuya paused briefly to attract those talismans. He ran away again, which was equivalent to attracting countless talismans to Zhao Heng. As long as those talismans were consumed half by Zhao Heng, his chance of saving his life would be increased a little more.

At the critical moment of life and death, all the friendship between the same family and the feelings between the same clan are nothingness for Long Wuya. Only by living is the truth.

Zhao Heng did not expect that Long Wuya was so cruel. He was joining forces with Shen Rong to entangle a Jindan monk from Nanzhao, and even if the two joined forces, they were at a disadvantage.

Without flying swords, cultivators will lose an arm and their combat power will be greatly reduced.

Just as he was about to pinch the Taoist Technique, Zhao Heng suddenly noticed a huge fluctuation of spiritual power behind him. He was not prepared for Long Wuya, but this fluctuation of spiritual power was even more terrifying than that of the intermediate Taoist Technique. He was so shocked that he immediately got out of sweat.

He quickly dispersed and the Taoist sect. Zhao Heng turned around suddenly, and before he could see clearly what was attacking him, he was completely covered by the overwhelming talismans.

At this time, Bai Yi had already come close. He glanced lightly at the sight and fled into Cangyun's disciples, snorted coldly, and gave up his plan to continue chasing. Now there is less than an hour before the end of the battle for the spiritual vein. If he spends too much time on Long Wuya, the chance of Cangyun Sect winning will be gone.

As Bai Yi's hand changes, nearly a thousand talismans whizzed past Zhao Heng, and none of them hit the other side, but all faced the Nanzhao Golden Pills that were fighting against Zhao Heng. In an instant, a circular prison woven by talisman monks in Nanzhao Kingdom had formed outside the Jindan monks in Nanzhao Kingdom.

It was not until the powerful Jindan man in Nanzhao was surrounded by talismans that Zhao Heng woke up from his great fear.

After looking at Bai Yi who was approaching, cold sweat had already oozed out of Zhao Heng's back. He still couldn't figure out why you, Bai Yi, played a decisive kill, but you just pressed against my scalp...

Buzz!

A dazzling light burst out from the round talisman prison. As Bai Yi's Taoist scattered, the talisman that formed the prison dispersed again. The Nanzhao golden elixir surrounded and killed by the talisman was gone, and the corpse was blown away by the talisman.

A talisman prison was used to spend nearly half of the talisman. Bai Yi called out and the remaining hundreds of talismans condensed as if they had heard a call, forming a long dragon again, wandering around Bai Yi.

"The art of talisman..." Zhang Heng murmured in a low voice, his eyes showing envy, and Chen Rong on the other side showed even more horror.

Almost everyone in low-level monks can do the trick of talismans, but even ordinary sect elders can't do it!

Zhao Heng knew this well, and he took a deep breath and was about to kill another Nanzhao Jindan. Before he could speak, Bai Yi turned his gaze to the sword cage and pinched the complex Taoist ritual in his hand again.

This time, Bai Yi did not use the talisman prison, but condensed all the remaining talismans into one place, forming a huge talisman sword. When the talisman sword was formed, a shocking sword aura suddenly arose.

"Use talisman to condense the sword!" Zhao Heng almost exclaimed this time, and the envy in his eyes turned into deep horror.

The condensation of talisman swords is not an ordinary Taoist technique. This kind of flying sword condensed with talismans has the power and flexibility of a real flying sword. Moreover, the more talismans, the greater the power of the talisman sword. The power of the flying sword condensed by hundreds of talismans may not reach the level of low-level magic weapons, but it is not much different.

In Zhao Heng's memory, he only remembers that the master's law enforcement elder once used a talisman to form a sword. Except for that time, Zhao Heng had never seen any elder use such an unfathomable magical Taoist method as a talisman.

The talisman sword was formed, Bai Yi raised his fingers together, pinched the sword technique, and a phoenix sound suddenly exploded out of thin air!

The ninth level of Fengming sword technique was used. In the sharp phoenix sound, the giant talisman sword slashed towards the Nanzhao Golden Pill that was urging the sword cage like lightning.

The talisman sword has the power and agility of a flying sword, but it does not belong to the flying sword but a Taoist law. Therefore, the imprisonment power of the sword cage will lose its effect. Bai Yi wanted to use all the remaining talismans to break the huge sword cage.

Where the talisman sword pointed, Yu Qian, the commander of Nanzhao, who was the eighteen golden elixirs who activated the sword cage. With Bai Yi's eyesight, he could naturally tell who the real leader was.

The giant talisman sword carrying the sound of the phoenix sound turned into a lightning bolt and arrived in an instant. The high and crisp sound of the phoenix sound even blocked the minds of the cultivators around him. Even the cultivators who had just made the golden elixir would be affected in an instant.

The sound of the phoenix sound of the sound wave-like Taoist magic, coupled with the power of the talisman giant sword and magic weapon, is extremely difficult to resist in the early stage of the ordinary golden elixir.

Yu Qian is worthy of being the commander of Nanzhao. When he heard the Feng Ming rise, he knew it was not good. He quickly used his spiritual power to resist, but he still felt a moment of trance. When he was awake, the giant talisman sword had already arrived in front of him.

Yu Qian was shocked by the sudden giant sword. The spiritual power that activated the sword cage was instantly withdrawn, and he immediately retreated to the side.

Yu Qian's talent is a top-notch existence among the Nanzhao Foundation-building monks. After forming a golden elixir, he can still stand at the same level. Few people can match his judgment in the battle alone. With his agility, Yu Qian avoided the bombardment of the giant talisman sword, but the Nanzhao Jindan monk behind him could not avoid it.
Chapter completed!