Chapter 53 The formation is broken
"Are they from Yanyue Sect?" Zhang Tie frowned. Although Zhang Tie had stayed in Yanyue Sect for a period of time, he was not familiar with the disciples of Yanyue Sect.

In order to avoid detection by other sects, the monks of Yanyue Sect disguised themselves as a mortal caravan, making it even more difficult for Zhang Tie to recognize them.

"Hahaha, you are all going to die!" The black-robed monk burst into laughter when he saw the people from the Yanyue Sect were trapped in the formation.

The black-robed monk felt extremely happy at this moment. He was sent to the Kingdom of Yue to inquire about the news of the black-armored blood-sucking insects, but after two whole years, he had not gained anything.

When the Yuanying ancestor of the Yuling Sect saw that the time was ripe to invade the Kingdom of Yue, he directly let him act as an undercover agent in the Kingdom of Yue.

On the surface, he was an undercover agent, but in fact, he knew in his heart that the Yuanying Patriarch blamed him for not bringing the black-armored blood-sucking insect back.

So he waited in the Yanyue Sect for two years and finally discovered the actions of the Yanyue Sect.

He originally wanted to get a random credit as an excuse to return to Yuling Sect, but he didn't expect to catch a big fish.

"The Saint of the Yanyue Sect, Zhang Xiangling, and many foundation-building disciples!" The black-robed monk showed an evil smile on his face, "Let's all stay here today. But I heard that the Yanyue Sect is famous for its dual cultivation method. I wonder what this Saint feels like!"

Then the man in black took out a small black flag from his storage bag. The small flag swelled in the wind and became the size of a person in a short moment.

"Go!" the man in black shouted.

Then, thumb-sized red bugs appeared inside the small flag. They kept flying out of the small flag and soon covered the entire sky.

"Oh no, it's a fire beetle!" The female cultivator of the Yanyue Sect who had reached the Jindan stage had her eyes wide open and was about to cast a spell to attack.

However, most of the magic power in his body was lost under the absorption of the Soul-Devouring Formation. In the end, he only released an illusory cold air, freezing a group of fire beetles.

However, this could not stop the fire beetles from moving. An endless stream of fire beetles kept flying out from his black flag, filling the gap in just a moment.

The black-clad man in the sky smiled disdainfully, "It seems there is no need to use other means."

In just a moment, the fire beetles broke through the monks' defenses and began to bite them directly.

The monks of Yanyue Sect disguised themselves as a mortal caravan, so there were naturally many mortals in it, and those fire beetles easily broke through the mortals' defenses.

"Don't come over here!" A mortal holding a big knife kept chopping the fire beetles flying around, and wanted to run back with a look of fear on his face.

However, the fire beetle was extremely fast and it bit the man's neck in an instant. The fire beetle used its sharp mouthparts to break the man's skin, and bright red blood gushed out instantly.

In just a short while, the man's blood was sucked dry, and the body of the fire beetle turned even redder.

The same thing happened to everyone on the team.

"Xiangling, save me!" The round-faced female cultivator looked at the blood in her body being sucked out bit by bit in horror, and ran towards Zhang Xiangling screaming.

But after taking a few steps, he turned into a dried corpse and fell to the ground.

"Bastard!" Zhang Xiangling's eyes were blazing with fire, and she waved the golden sword in her hand and kept slashing at the red bug.

Zhang Xiangling was not fast, and the spiritual energy in her body had almost disappeared, but the strange thing was that every time she swung the sword, the fire beetles would suddenly become slow as if they were drunk.

But after a while, a thick layer of insect corpses appeared around her.

The black-robed monk was watching with great interest that his fire beetle was sucking the blood of the Jindan monk. "Haha, after absorbing all the blood and essence of your body, my fire beetle will be able to advance to a fourth-level monster, huh?"

"There is clearly no spiritual energy, how could this be possible?" The black-robed monk noticed the situation on Zhang Xiangling's side, looked at the female cultivator who was almost turning into a mummy, and then decisively came to Zhang Xiangling's side.

As soon as he approached, the black-robed monk noticed something was wrong with Zhang Xiangling, "Such a strong evil aura!"

Then his expression changed, and he was ecstatic, "It's not the evil spirit generated by killing people, but such pure natural evil spirit. It seems that you must have a special physique!"

Then the black-robed monk reached out to grab Zhang Xiangling at such a fast speed that Zhang Xiangling didn't even have time to react before he was grabbed away.

"Let her go!"

Before the black-robed monk could feel happy, a small red brick hit the black-robed monk on the back, causing him to spit out blood.

"What!" The black-robed monk hurriedly ran away, and turned back to find that it was the female Jindan cultivator who was about to be sucked into a mummy.

"How could you?" Before he could finish his words, the black-robed monk discovered that his formation had suddenly stopped. He then looked up at the node of the formation, only to find that those monks had not completely died and were still sitting there in a daze.

Without time to think, the black monk knew that he couldn't let these two people go, otherwise he would have wasted so many resources in vain! Not to mention the saint with a special physique.

The black-robed monk recalled the small flag and raised his hand. Then the eyes of the fire beetles suddenly turned red and their speed unexpectedly became extremely fast.

But in the blink of an eye, they caught up with Zhang Xiangling and the other person who were about to escape. However, the fire beetles did not bite them directly as before, but instead directly spewed out a puff of lipstick-colored mist.

The two were suddenly enveloped by red mist.

"Oh no! This is fire poison!" the female cultivator who had reached the Jindan stage exclaimed. She was already extremely weak, and now that she was infected with the fire poison, she couldn't even mobilize her magic power.

The man in black saw this and did not hesitate. He flew towards the two of them, holding a flying sword in his hand and stabbed at the female cultivator who had formed a Dan. "Die!"

The black-robed monks were not fast, otherwise they would not need fire beetles to trap the two of them, but this was not something the two who were poisoned by the fire could block.

Poof.

The flying sword pierced into the abdomen.

The black-robed monk looked at Zhang Tie holding the Qingyun Sword in shock, with an unwilling look on his face, "You!"

Then his body fell straight down.

Zhang Tie stretched out his arms and hugged Zhang Xiangling around her waist.

"And Uncle Master!"

Zhang Xiangling said weakly.

Zhang Tie then noticed the female cultivator at the Jindan stage next to him, and immediately hugged her with his right hand and flew down.

Zhang Tie looked down and found that Zhang Xiangling's pretty face was red, and then she buried her whole face in Zhang Tie's chest.

The unique body fragrance of the young girl wafted towards him. Looking at Zhang Xiangling's exhausted appearance, Zhang Tie felt as if his heart was being pulled, and he couldn't help but feel pity.

(End of this chapter)