While speaking, Leng Xuan took out a healing medicinal pill from his arms and put it into Luo Shan's mouth. Perhaps because of the potency of the medicine, Luo Shan shook his eyelids and fell into a drowsiness again. After setting up Luoshan, Leng Xuan stood up, glanced at Ma Yuanzhen, and then walked towards the stone room.

   At this time, on the bed in the stone room, Li Mengjie was lying on it, her eyes were slightly closed, as if she had fallen asleep. Leng Xuan walked to her side, looking at her delicate face, a complex feeling suddenly emerged in his heart. He secretly sighed, then turned around and walked out of the stone room, and flew towards the Nine Heavens Sacred Palace. Just when he went to rescue Ling Xueji, Ling Xueji and the eight elders were still struggling to persevere in the golden bell.

   After a few minutes of fighting, all nine of them had reached their limit. If the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sacred Palace hadn't stepped in to help, they would have been defeated long ago. Apart from them, the masked man in the golden bell is not much better. He fought against the crowd with one person's strength, and it was not easy to persist for so long. As the loss of his True Qi increased, the blood-colored giant sword above the golden bell also shrunk several times.

   At this time, I saw that one of the elders in the formation finally couldn't hold on anymore, spurted a mouthful of blood, and then fell from the air at a high speed. Fortunately, a disciple caught it in time, so there was no harm. However, after the formation lacked one person, the power immediately became much smaller. I saw more and more cracks on the surface of the golden clock, densely packed, almost everywhere.

   Seeing that the power of the formation was weakening, the masked man sneered, and then pumped all the true energy of his body into the sky-devouring sword. In an instant, the blood-red giant sword on the top of the golden bell once again appeared with a dazzling light, carrying a mighty momentum and bombarded the golden bell. Seeing the blood-colored giant sword approaching gradually, everyone's faces were suddenly covered with gray and white, and no one had the confidence to resist this wave of attacks. However, just when the blood-colored giant sword was about to hit the golden bell, Leng Xuan just arrived from a distance. He looked at Ling Xuejiu with a pale face in the center of the formation, and his heart suddenly sank. Immediately afterwards, he raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, and a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from his body. For a time, I saw the clouds in the sky quickly converged here, which was extremely spectacular. When the cloud layer gathered on top of Leng Xuan's head, Leng Xuan jumped up, stood upright in the air, and charged towards the blood-colored giant sword. Accompanying his movements, he saw a sudden burst of golden light from the thick cloud layer, instantly shrouding the Nine Heavens Sacred Palace.

   Immediately, in that dazzling golden light, the figure of a golden giant gradually appeared in everyone's sight. At this time, Leng Xuan, who was about to come into contact with the blood-colored giant sword, suddenly raised his hand and condensed it into a steel fist. At the same time, the golden giant in the sky also made the same action. After that, under the control of Leng Xuan, the golden giant danced his huge fists, with a mighty and unparalleled aura, and slammed towards the blood-colored giant sword. At the moment when the fists and swords were connected, only a deafening loud sound resounded in the air. After the sound, Leng Xuan, who was in the air, felt a sweetness in his throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was suddenly rushed out. And the giant body that appeared in the clouds also disappeared. Although the injury was not light, he still succeeded in weakening the power of the blood-colored giant sword.