Su Yun's actions shocked the spiritual practitioners who arrived.

The spiritual practitioners hovered in front of the "Qianyun Zongjian Mountain", stretched out their necks and looked at the person who fell to the mountain, but no one dared to chase after him.

Su Yun was extremely fast and ran into the mountain with a flying sword. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the mountain without a trace.

"This guy! He actually brought Haotian Saint Clothes into the 'Qianyun Zongjian Mountain'!! Isn't this seeking death??"

"Hmph, he relies on the fact that he has the Haotian Saint Clothes to protect his body, and is not afraid of the hostility and sword energy in the mountain, so he rushed into the inside without fear. However, Haotian Saint Clothes is a magic weapon and cannot protect him for a lifetime. His divine power is also limited. If the divine power is exhausted and he has no time to recover, he will still die in it."

"Ah? If he dies inside, wouldn't he not be able to take out the Haotian Holy Clothes?"

"What are you worried about? How can he not know about the disappearance of divine power? Without divine power, he will die. I think he will come out sooner or later. Everyone, we will stay around this "Qianyun Zongjian Mountain" and surround the mountains. When he loses divine power, he will come out by himself!!"

"good!!"

The spiritual practitioners shouted and then dispersed.

Now that Haotian's Holy Clothes were taken away by Su Yun, "Qianyun Zongjian Mountain" is so big, a person will definitely not be able to catch up with Su Yun. Only by arresting Su Yun can they find a way to take Haotian's Holy Clothes for their own use. If they fight for the ownership of the Holy Clothes now, it is like drawing a cake on paper.

Outside the "Qianyun Zongjian Mountain", there were dense spiritual practitioners, and there were tens of thousands of people. These people also called for more relatives and friends to help. In addition to this time, there were also many casual cultivators who heard the news. For a moment, outside the "Qianyun Zongjian Mountain", it was dark, and Su Yun was like a turtle in a jar, and it was hard to fly.

Bang!

A muffled sound appeared halfway up the mountainside of the 'Qianyun Zongjian Mountain', and then dust flew, and a man slowly climbed out of the big pit that was smashed from the ground.

Ahem!

Su Yun coughed twice, feeling soreness all over his waist and back, and felt very uncomfortable.

He stood up and looked around, but saw that there were deserted stones, almost no roads, the air was filled with terrifying hostility, and a large amount of sword energy like wind blew against the mountain. If it weren't for the divine power of the Haotian Saint Clothes, Su Yun would have become a scumbag long ago.

"Is this Qianyun Zongjian Mountain? It's really fierce. I'm afraid that Emperor Lingxuan will die here in just a few seconds, right?"

Su Yun whispered.

Endless hostility and terrifying sword energy rippled around, but the Haotian Saint Clothes gave Su Yun a vacuum. No matter how terrifying these auras were, they could not touch them. However, Su Yun still clearly felt that the divine power on the Haotian Saint Clothes was slowly weakening. Although it was consumed very slowly, it was impossible to make ends meet. Sooner or later, there would be a moment of consuming essence.

You have to leave quickly.

He looked out the mountain and saw dense spiritual practitioners surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

The man hurriedly turned around, crossed the Qianyun Zongjian Mountain, and ran towards the other end of the mountain. However, to his disappointment, the other end was also covered with a large number of spiritual practitioners, and the number was extremely large, more than twice that of other places. Looking at this formation, it seemed that in order to deliberately prevent Su Yun from leaving Jianxi, he increased his garrison power.

Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chi

suddenly.

A large amount of sword energy shot from all directions and directly attacked the "Qianyun Zongjian Mountain".

Hundreds of thousands of traversals, like light curtains, came over.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom

A loud noise came out, and the whole mountain shook and trembled quickly. Su Yun was intimidated and quickly turned around and hid in a cave.

A round of sword energy hit, and the whole mountain was full of holes, a mess, and dust filled it, like a fist punching a pink bag.

When the dust gradually fell, Su Yun poked his head out and saw that the hole that protected him had been blown open, and the terrifying sword energy was still tearing the other soil, like the sharp teeth of a demon.

Are they going to kill me? If I die here, Haotian Saint Clothes will not be able to get out. Apart from those who hold magical powers, they would not be able to get in here without Haotian Saint Clothes. But if they didn't want to kill me, what are they doing?

Su Yun showed a little doubt, but soon understood.

The purpose of these sword energy is not to kill him, but to consume his mysterious energy. The divine power of Haotian Saint Clothes is to force himself to come out sooner.

"Friends who hold the Haotian Sacred Clothes!!"

At this time, another thick shout sounded outside the mountain.

Listening to this voice, it was the powerful man: "You are surrounded now. If you are tactful, just take the Haotian Sacred Clothes out. I promise that as long as you hand over the Haotian Sacred Clothes, we will never kill you!! Haotian Sacred Clothes is the master of the Via Sword Valley, and this thing should not be obtained by you. If you return this thing to the original owner, then you will be exempted from all your offenses!! We will never hurt you at all!"

The sound was loud and everyone heard it.

However, many people were giggling secretly, and this was just fooling people.

"At this time, why do you need to be so vain? Who is here not for the Haotian Sacred Clothes? If you want it, come in and get it." Su Yun shouted.

After these words, the powerful man couldn't bear to worry about his face. Although everyone knew it well, they were tacit.

The powerful man still refused to give up and continued to shout: "This sword friend! If you are still stubborn, then you will only have a way out of death. You know the situation of the Qianyun Zongjian Mountain. It is impossible to protect you for the rest of your life by relying on the "Haotian Holy Clothes" alone. When its divine power is consumed, you will only be swallowed up by the sword energy all over the mountain. Your three souls and seven spirits cannot escape this terrifying mountain. You will only have a way out of death. Let me ask you, friend! What is a dead person still guarding this divine object?"

Can this powerful man use force to make Su Yun surrender, so he began to attack him with his soul.

Su Yun certainly understood, and he also knew this truth.

If he was really going to be swallowed by these sword energy and evil spirits, he would indeed hand over the Haotian Holy Clothes without hesitation.

But there is still time now, so there is no need to be so anxious.

The powerful man shouted, "Qianyun Zongjian Mountain" but there was no sound, which made him quite impatient.

"Sir, I think it's better not to waste your lips and tongue. How could this person easily hand over such a magical thing? In my opinion, we will use sword energy to force him out!"

One person spoke.

"Yes, Haotian Saint Clothes can protect him from death. He must be thinking about how to escape! How can he hand over it over like this?"

"It is impossible for us to let him submit if we don't consume the divine power of Haotian Saint Clothes!"

"right!!"

"Everyone, don't hesitate, take action!"

A female spiritual practitioner raised her arms and shouted.

The spiritual practitioners around responded immediately, pulled out the cold sword in the sky, aimed at the Qianyun Zongjian Mountain, and then slashed wildly, and the sword energy crackled towards the mountain like raindrops.

The mountains were shaking wildly, and the rocks splashed, as if the mountains were about to be blown into powder by these sword energy.

Su Yun naturally felt uncomfortable. He realized that because of the sound just now, he had been positioned by the spiritual cultivators outside the mountain, and their sword energy was mainly concentrated here. Although the Haotian Sacred Clothes were a divine object, there were probably hundreds of spiritual cultivators outside the mountain to attack and kill each other. At least hundreds of spiritual cultivators at the level of Lingxuan Emperor. With such a terrifying attack, the consumption of divine power and mysterious power was naturally rapid.

The surface of the entire mountain was blasted into sand. This was because the "Qianyun Zongjian Mountain" absorbed most of the spiritual power of those dead spiritual practitioners, and it became extremely hard. If it were an ordinary mountain, it would have been leveled long ago.

Such a intensive attack was nowhere to hide. He looked around and saw that some big rocks that could protect themselves would not last long before they were smashed.

There is nothing to do.

He exhaled, sat cross-legged, took out a pill from the space bag and put it into his mouth.

At this point, I can only rely on meditation to restore mysteries. I don’t know if the divine power can be restored through other channels? Although the divine power of Haotian Saint Clothes can be restored by itself, Su Yun could not sense the source of this divine power. It was a divine object. It might not be possible for Su Yun to know the secrets inside it with the current Su Yun.

There is still bombardment outside the mountain.

The spiritual practitioners seemed to be tireless and attacking and killing wildly, and the "Qianyun Zongjian Mountain" was smaller again.

This lasted for two full days.

The mountains are getting smaller and smaller.

And the sky that Su Yun could see was getting smaller and smaller.

Outside the mountain, there are people everywhere, and the sky is full of them, just like a wall of human beings, severing the surrounding mountains.

More and more people are rushing here.

Moreover, the number of people is still increasing, and the temptation of Haotian Saint Clothes is quite good! All the people at the other end of the Weijian Valley have come here.

Su Yun opened his eyes and recovered from meditation.

He glanced at the crowd, and a trace of helplessness fell in his eyes.

Although meditation can restore mysterious power, the current consumption is mainly divine power, and the recovery of mysterious power has no effect. Faced with this, hundreds of thousands or even nearly one million spiritual practitioners, relying solely on mysterious power to support the seventh-grade weapon, it is absolutely impossible to defend against.

This time it was very difficult.

Su Yun smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. The man slapped his thighs and hurriedly took a token from his waist.

Demon Lord Order.

Eight-tooth cultivation is very strong, let’s see if you can ask him for help. Didn’t the True Demon Sect master the mysterious technique of tearing the void? Perhaps this is a way to help him leave.

Su Yun was happy and hurriedly activated the token.

However

Once the token is activated, I can't feel any breath of the eight teeth.

Su Yun was stunned for a moment and quickly injected his breath into it. After a while, there was no reply.

What's going on?

Suddenly, a particularly terrifying heat came from the mountain.

Su Yun's face changed and he hurriedly got up and looked out.

But a large number of spiritual practitioners in the south of the mountain quickly dispersed, as if they were avoiding something. Then, a fireball as big as the "Qianyun Zongjian Mountain" floated over.

The fireball flies extremely slowly, but its huge volume and hot temperature give people a despair that cannot be escaped.

This move that seems to be able to destroy the world can only be used by those above Lingxuan Emperor.

Su Yun was silent.

"Su Yun! Come in quickly!!"
Chapter completed!