C825 Berserk

Because they had to pay attention to the dragon pond at any time, Ling Ao and the others did not leave, and sat cross-legged in the sky.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, the few of them opened their eyes in shock. Swish!

"This... What was going on? How did the dragon pond exhaust its spirit energy so quickly? " Old Marshal Tie stood up and exclaimed in surprise. His eyes were filled with doubt, as he had merged with millions of spirit Stone.

With so many spirit Stone, not to mention fifty little martial arts masters, even if fifty Martial King were to enter, it would take at least a day or two to absorb at least ten to twenty percent of the strength!

However, when they looked at Yu Jue, they could clearly feel that the dragon pond's power was being consumed at a shocking rate. In less than ten minutes, it had already been reduced by nearly thirty percent.

"What exactly is going on? The spirit energy is still quickly disappearing! " Wen Sheng's face looked surprised.

"Could it be that something went wrong with the formation?" Frowning, Qin Muyang said.

"Impossible!" Ling Ao and the others shook their heads. This was the very foundation of their Soaring Cloud Empire. Every year, they would spend a large amount of money to invite the quasi-sixth stage art refiner of the art refiner Association to inspect it.

"It's still being consumed. It's getting faster and faster." Through Yu Jue, Ling Ao and the others could feel that the spirit energy in the dragon pond was disappearing faster and faster, and the expression on their faces became ugly, as they did not know what was going on.

"Not good, once the spirit energy is exhausted, the dragon pond will collapse!" As if he had thought of something, Ling Ao's expression changed greatly. With a wave of his hand, another stream of spirit Stone s flowed into the spirit array, turning into pure energy and merging into the dragon pond.

Seeing Ling Ao take action, and thinking of his words, the other people's faces also changed. They did not dare delay, and with a wave of their hands, streams of spirit Stone s flowed into the spirit array.

But what drove them crazy was that the rate at which their spirit energy was being consumed was also increasing. Helplessly, they poured more and more spirit Stone rivers, forming a kind of stalemate.

However, the few of them had gloomy expressions on their faces. At this rate, even if all of the great powers in Soaring Cloud Empire save up all of their spirit Stone s, it would still be insufficient. Without the spirit Stone s, they would not even have the resources for daily cultivation.

Surrounding them, on the nine arenas, the fighting youths stopped, on the plaza, everyone's breathing seemed to have stopped, they were tongue-tied and tongue-tied, staring at Ling Ao and the rest, looking at the streams of spirit Stone, all of them were at least injected with 20 million spirit Stone!

Amongst the dragon pond, Ling Yun was cultivating while pondering. At the same time, he was also paying attention to the situation below with a part of his mind.

With a thought, he instantly entered the Qi Sea, and said as expected.

The old man and the Sovereign Pagoda seemed to have turned into a whirlpool, a long river of spirit energy appeared out of thin air and was swallowed by it.

After sweeping across the Sovereign Pagoda with his will, he discovered that there were many Spirit Liquid s on the second floor that were being injected into the Yin Yang Lake. In the past half an hour of time, their depths had already reached as deep as the palm of Ling Yun's hand.

"Bastard, quickly stop, otherwise Soaring Cloud Empire will be killed by you." Knowing the culprit, Ling Yun quickly found out where the millions of spirit Stone came from as he exclaimed.