Naturally, the Ershao Gang would not let go of this luxurious feast of beating up the drowned dog. Hua Yumian was at the center, and Yao Pofeng personally led the team. They had a tacit understanding with Feixing to attack from both front and back, and also beheaded them. Several Yuanhua Realm monks who knew the main hall.
Zhizhengtang lost a lot of time in an instant!
However, what disappoints Qingyun is that Qiang Ruzhizhengtang was not completely divided by the other two forces in the end, nor did it fall apart due to internal strife within his own family, because Bai Zhi, in this environment where he was besieged on all sides, completely showed his vicious and domineering character. one side.
He ignored the enemy at all and left it to his subordinates on the pretext of seclusion. It was not until he lost nearly 20% of his troops that he slowly arranged his clothes and walked out slowly.
After experiencing life and death several times, although Yao Pofeng's second-generation ancestor's aura has not diminished, Qingyun's agility has been somewhat imitated by him.
Zhizhengtang was like a pile of scattered sand, and some even turned against him, which made him always feel like a storm was about to come.
When Bai Zhizheng came out of seclusion, Yao Pofeng, who was already a little tired, woke up as if from a dream:
"Luring the enemy deeper!"
Without saying a word, he feinted with his sword, and Young Master Yao immediately broke out with the remaining troops that had been outflanked. It was only then that he realized that the losses of his troops were also heavy. It was true that stealing a chicken was a waste of rice!
As soon as he escaped, the red-eyed Feixing became Bai Zhizheng's number one target.
If Mr. Bai doesn't show off his power, you still think I'm a sick cat?
He had used his cultivation at the third level of Yuan Hua Realm to fight against Zou Yanwen at the fifth level for many years, which shows that his depth of knowledge is beyond what ordinary monks can contend with.
Now that he is at around the sixth level of Yuan Hua Realm like Feixing, how can he be afraid of him?
The battle in front of the core of the monument was fought in darkness, with no light day or night!
All kinds of treasures and spiritual powers emerged in endlessly. According to the monks who were watching that day, when the battle was in full swing, both of them abandoned their frivolous displays. Feixing fought against Bai Zhizheng's long sword with his bare hands.
Even in the end, Feixing's gray hair gradually turned fiery red, and the wolf-like and leopard-like shadow behind him became more solid, and its sharp eyes like an eagle were vaguely visible. Hatred for Bai Zhizheng.
If Qingyun were present, he would be able to tell that the power of his bloodline is getting stronger!
Atavism!
However, despite this, Feixing did not get any benefit from Bai Zhizheng's hands. Bai Ye's profound spiritual power accumulation and strong swordsmanship gradually gained the upper hand at the end of the battle.
In the end, when Feixing was gasping for breath due to lack of spiritual power, he cut off his left arm with a sword, thus establishing the victory pattern of this battle!
Blood spread all over the sky, and Feixing regained his sanity due to the heartbreaking pain.
The last defeat on the Baiman Peak had made him clearly realize the truth of the famous saying that there are people outside the world and there is a world outside the world. Now Bai Zhizheng's power has greatly increased. Unless Qian Wu comes in person, he is already invincible.
Therefore, without even looking at his severed arm, Feixing spread out his body skills and quickly escaped from the battle circle, leaving Qingshan without worrying about having no firewood! If you can't fight him, then let Sister Qianwu kill this hateful human being!
There is a saying that when you are in trouble, don't chase the enemy. When Bai Zhizheng saw this, he didn't care about Feixing who was like a lost dog. Instead, he pointed the butcher knife at the Zhizheng Hall that he had built with his own hands!
Just after defeating Feixing, he used the power of thunder to kill three Yuan Hua realm masters who were about to move because of the enemy, completely stabilizing the situation that Zhizhengtang was about to lose control!
"Bai Zhi is here waiting for everyone to come!"
The sound shook the world, and the arrogance was boundless!
A sword that penetrates the sun, three unmarked tombs! For seven whole days, no one dared to suppress his power without mentioning the ancient ruins!
This battle directly killed more than 10% of the monks in the Fuming Ancient Monument. The brutality was beyond everyone's imagination, and the white jade gun prepared by the Demon Sheng Sect in advance did not even appear!
Just because of a few random rumors fabricated by Qingyun.
I don’t know if it’s the loss of human nature or the lack of morality, but the young master is still eating and sleeping.
Within the heritage core.
The core of the Buming Ancient Ruins is located in the area where the volcano erupted most violently, but unlike outsiders' imagination, there is no thick smoke and no hot magma everywhere.
There are just patches of lush woods, with countless spiritual beasts growing among them.
The magma and smoke seemed to follow some deliberately planned route, cleverly avoiding the homes where living creatures lived, and did not even harm a single blade of grass among them. It was very incredible.
"Uncle, did you hear that? That roar a few days ago seemed to be that of Bai Zhizheng."
The person who spoke was a young monk wearing a monk's robe.
The young man is very delicate but not shaved. His long hair is draped casually on his shoulders. He is free and easy with some Zen light, which makes his whole person's temperament quite mysterious.
"Bai Zhizheng of Haiyou Sword Sect?"
The person who answered was a young girl about seventeen or eighteen years old.
At this time, she closed her eyes tightly, and her slender hands were gently touching a huge stone door, as if she was sensing something.
It is strange to say that the huge stone gate is as tall as a hill and as thick as a human forearm, but there is only a bare gate standing here, and you can even easily go around the gate.
The stone gate seemed to have experienced tens of thousands of years of erosion. Its blue-grey surface was covered with various cracks and patterns, and it stood alone on the plain.
Like a mother waiting for the return of a wanderer, and like the last warrior guarding the throne, she stared at the sky wordlessly, her gaze penetrating light years.
The girl in front of the door is not extravagantly dressed. She is wearing a fresh and elegant goose-yellow dress, and her graceful long hair is tied up with a dark green jade hairpin. She is simple, but yet noble.
The intelligence and kindness shown in her bright eyes are not our Miss Yao Mengxun, who could she be?
Although the young man in monk's robe looked at Yao Mengxun with a calm look, his words were mixed with a hint of admiration.
But he didn't dare to think about it in his mind. After all, he had heard about some of the girl's abilities, so he quickly lowered his head and replied:
"Yes, I heard from the monks who were rescued earlier that his Zhizhengtang has become the strongest force in the Thirty-three Realms and the first to reach the core of the monument. It suppresses the Ershao Gang and the Monster Clan. He himself will also Breaking through the seventh level of Yuanhua Realm is very powerful."
"Well, his name is very nice."
Yao Mengxun seemed to have never heard of Bai Zhizheng's power. He just kept mumbling his name, closing his eyes tightly and feeling the mystery inside the stone gate, and said with a smile:
"By the way, how is Little Heavenly King's injury?"
"Back to my junior uncle, Han Yu's injuries are serious but not serious. He has recovered to some extent after training for so long, but..."
The young man did not finish his words, he seemed to be a little worried and dissatisfied.
"But he comes from the Demon Sect?"
Yao Mengxun's voice was very calm, and no emotion could be heard, but when it reached the ears of the monk-robed boy, it made him feel like his heart was trembling.
However, he did not flinch, but replied in a deep voice:
"Yes, everyone here and there can kill evil spirits. My nephew doesn't understand why my uncle wants to save him."
Hearing this, Yao Mengxun did not rush to reply. It was not until a while later that she put her hand down from the stone door, opened her magnificent eyes, and said:
"Have you seen him harm anyone?"
"No."
The young man in monk's robe was very sincere and shook his head and said bluntly.
"Have you seen me harm anyone?"
"No."
"Have you ever killed a living person?"
"Killed, but that was..."
"Evil heretic?"
At this point, the young man in monk's robe seemed to have some enlightenment. He chanted the Buddha's name and said with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes:
"What my junior uncle said is that my nephew has learned a lesson."
Yao Mengxun seemed to be in a good mood as he thought of some interesting things. He couldn't help but smile lightly and joked:
"Uncle Master is Uncle Master, why do you have to add a small word?"
The young man in monk's robe couldn't help but break into a cold sweat after hearing this. He just wanted to raise his head but quickly lowered it, and said in fear:
"Yes, uncle."
"Forget it, Lu Donglin, why are you so incapable of making jokes? How many times have I told you, it's okay to call me by my first name!"
"My nephew doesn't dare!"
Looking at the monk-robed young man named Lu Donglin who still had a fearful expression on his face, Yao Mengxun couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead. He was extremely helpless, so he changed the subject and said:
"How's it going with the others?"
"Back to Uncle Master, there are currently seventeen Yuan Hua Realm monks and about sixty Hundred Meridian Realm monks who have joined us. They are taking turns to replenish spiritual power into the formation, but..."
"Only with little success?"
"Yes…"
Yao Mengxun nodded when he heard this, but it didn't seem to affect his indifferent mood, and said:
"I understand. If it doesn't work out, we won't force it. We can only say that this place has no Buddhist connection with us."
Lu Donglin also nodded, and then said with some worry:
"Uncle Master, there are too many monks joining us now. There has been a mixture of good and bad, and the people's hearts are not as stable as before. If this continues, we are afraid that sooner or later we will have civil strife like Zhizhengtang."
After a pause, Lu Donglin was still a little hesitant, but in the end he admitted frankly:
"And according to the latest information, both the Yaozu and the Ershao Gang have left the ancient heritage lands they previously explored and are heading towards us."
"Oh? It seems they are much luckier than us!"
Hearing this, an inexplicable smile flashed across Yao Mengxun's beautiful face. Lu Donglin looked at him in a daze, but was instantly hidden by him, and then said:
"Yes, it is said that Qian Wu found an ancient monk's treasure. The details are unknown, but a treasure that can penetrate Qian Wu's Dharma Eyes must be very powerful, and the leader of the Ershao Gang, Yao Pofeng, even obtained a mysterious skill. If the key is refined by him, the threat may be greater than Qian Wu, we..."
Before Lu Donglin could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yao Mengxun's calm voice with a hint of confidence. She only heard her say:
"It doesn't matter, as long as we don't suffer unreasonable casualties. Besides, even if other forces rush in, they won't be able to break through the guard mechanisms and formations around the core in a short time. Let's ignore it and help me try to break through this stone gate with all our strength!"
