The cultivator who had originally complained, saw the triple shadow clone and Lu Jiu who were still unable to move, he swallowed what he said.
However, the scene that appeared in the next moment turned the admiration on everyone's face into astonishment.
With the intensification of the piano tone.
A third, fourth, and fifth figure appeared behind Mu Yan.
In the end, seventeen "Jun Muyan" appeared in the entire square.
Although these seventeen "Jun Muyan" figures are a bit illusory, as if translucent.
But these are seventeen, seventeen!!
[Eighteen ghost clones], this...what is this concept?!
Everyone looked at the girl playing the piano, as if looking at a monster.
Lu Jiu could not move, but they also saw this scene with their own eyes. The horror in their eyes was gradually replaced by regret and fear.
They want to ask for mercy, want to say that they are willing to participate in the [Tiangang Beidou] big formation.
But there is no chance.
Tears of regret and fear flowed from their eyes.
After the seventeen shadow clones were in place, Mu Yan stopped playing, and the sweat had soaked her clothes.
The pain in her body tore her soul and destroy her will.
She couldn't tell whether the torture caused by Huang Quanguo was more painful, or whether all the energy in the body was hollowed out and the sea of consciousness was forced to be overdrawn and split more painfully.
All she knows is that she can't fall and die.
Otherwise, Xiaoyaomen is over.
Little treasures and brothers who practiced in the main city of Xiaoyaomen would all die without a place to be buried.
Di Mingjun, who was experiencing treacherousness thousands of miles away, would also be distracted by herself, and thus fell into desperation.
Mu Yan gritted her teeth, and the bloody smell on the tip of her tongue made her forcibly lift her spirits.
Seventeen shadow clones became the core of the seventeen [Tiangang Beidou] formations.
And Mu Yan's body, together with the four demon generals Xueji, Tianhe, Demon Sword, Jiu Tong, and Youyue, Baili Weiran, formed the most important and core [Tiangang Beidou] formation.
Mu Yan raised her hands to her chest, slowly forming a seal.
With the completion of the curse, the barrier of Xiaoyao City suddenly emitted a dazzling light and then disappeared.
The three human puppets who had already replenished their energy and planned to attack, found that the barrier had disappeared, and a strange light flashed in their eyes, rushing towards Mu Yan.
Even the puppet who had been supplementing energy to rest on the side seemed to have received instructions, with a strange light shining in his eyes, and then gave up rest and flew to the top of Xiaoyao City in a flash.
A black talisman flew out from the hand of a bald puppet.
Instead of throwing it down, it's throwing it into the air.
He didn't know when there was another bottle in his hand, and he threw the bottle in the direction of the black curse talisman.
A green flame burst out from the Fulu and burned.
In the next moment, everyone in front of Xiaoyao's door saw a scene that made their scalp numb.
The sky seemed to have broken a big hole.
Countless black shadows fell densely like rain.
"What a ghost, it's a ghost!" Si Tiancheng shouted, his face pale.
The most frightening thing is that these ghosts are all above the third rank.
The other monks who did not participate in the [Tiangang Beidou Formation] were already panicked.
When the barrier was opened, they thought there were only twelve puppets, no matter how high they were.
Mu Yan and the others attracted the puppet's attention, and they were able to escape.