The nine people followed Cheng Ling's instructions and faced their opponents one after another.
Cheng Ling stopped Qiu Sheng who was charging forward, and said to Chu Yulu through a message: "Second Senior Sister, the key to this battle lies with you and Fourth Junior Sister. You must inflict heavy initial damage on the Immortal Lord as quickly as possible, otherwise It will be troublesome if it continues!”
Chu Yulu and Ye Qiuhe woke up in horror, and with full firepower, the two long swords shot towards the early Immortal Lord monk like a gust of wind and rain.
The monk didn't expect that the other party took such good care of him. He didn't even think of a way to resist his senior brother. Instead, he gathered two middle-level Immortal Lord monks to launch a crazy attack on him. After only resisting for a while, he was killed in a cold sweat. He walked quickly and showed off his skills. Fa, while dodging, shouted: "Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, help me!"
At this time, the nine people on the Junzifeng side probably understood Cheng Ling's arrangement, and Yin Luoyao was desperately trying not to let Qiu Cheng's clone support him.
On the other side, Cheng Ling used the Five Elements Sword Techniques one after another, and Qiu Sheng's eyes lit up with the endless sword moves. I thought that the opponent's cultivation was only at the early stage of Immortal Lord, and it would take a matter of minutes to defeat him. I didn't expect that his swordsmanship was so superb, and he was beaten so hastily that he had no time to separate himself.
The only person who was at leisure was the late-stage Immortal Lord monk who was fighting Wu Tianfeng. The two of them could be said to be old acquaintances, and they had already understood each other's fighting patterns thoroughly. He still had some advantages here. When he heard his junior brother calling for help, he rushed with all his strength, suppressing Wu Tianfeng and unable to lift his head. He was still able to distract Chu Yulu and Ye Qiuhe with a trace of his mind.
The killing momentum created by the two women was suddenly thwarted. The early disciple of the Immortal Lord finally managed to get some breathing space and kept circling Pulao. Chu Yulu and Ye Qiuhe were unable to pursue him for a while, but instead hit Pulao with many attacks, causing it to roar again and again. The attention that originally only focused on the other party was drawn away.
Cheng Ling frowned. If the fight continued like this, he didn't know when the winner would be determined. Not to mention that there is still a Pulao between the two sides. Even if there is not, if time continues to delay, it is likely to attract more direct disciples, and then we will not know how to end it.
Qiu Cheng also made a calculation in his mind. Originally, Yin Luoyao and the others only had five people, but he could still find two junior brothers to entangle Pulao. But now that the other side has five new forces joining, it is by no means an easy matter to win. Once a stalemate is reached, it will be of no benefit to anyone.
He pondered for a long time and then said: "Everyone at Junzifeng, if we continue to fight like this, no one is sure of winning. How about we change our approach?"
Yin Luoyao glanced at Cheng Ling and said, "Junior Brother Cheng, what do you say?"
Cheng Ling asked: "What method do you want to use?"
Qiu Cheng then said: "We are all disciples of the Wuji Sect, so we have some incest. It would be inconvenient if we are really injured. Besides, it is not cost-effective for us to fight in a group and have to worry about Pulao."
"How about this. Let's have a one-on-one decisive battle. Three wins out of five. Of course, the winner will be named. Pulao will belong to that team, and the loser will leave here immediately."
Cheng Ling calculated in his mind that his side was definitely at a disadvantage in such a duel and had little chance of winning. His consciousness glanced at the stone bell under Pulao vaguely, and with a flash of inspiration, he said: "This method is inappropriate. After all, everyone is doing it for Pulao. Maybe there is a way to solve it." This deadlock.”
Qiu Cheng frowned, winning three out of five games. This was the most direct way he could think of. But Cheng Ling was right. No one was willing to give up Pulao in front of him out of thin air, so it was better to listen to his thoughts first.
He then asked: "How are you doing?"
"Please see, everyone, after the delay between you and me, Pulao's momentum has picked up and will soon be back to its peak state. My idea is this, everyone is divided into two groups, and they attack Pulao separately. Clock time, cannot be stopped during the period.”
"In this way, Pulao can be finally killed and everyone's doubts can be resolved."
Qiu Cheng immediately objected and said: "This is not appropriate. Since we are divided into two groups, there must be an order of attack. The five of us have higher cultivation levels. In a quarter of an hour of rotation, we tried our best to beat Pulao until he was as angry as a gossamer." , but once the limited time is reached, I won’t let you pick up a ready-made bargain.”
"It's easy!" Cheng Ling swept his sword across, leaving a sword mark on the ground. Then he took out a jade bottle from the storage ring and said: "Let's take this line as the boundary and turn the jade bottle. Whichever way the mouth of the jade bottle is pointed, we need to attack Pulao for a quarter of an hour."
"There is no magic in this jade bottle, and no one can use immortal energy to interfere with it. Who wins or loses depends on God's will."
Qiu Chen's heart moved. This method is fair. Immortal energy is not allowed to be used to interfere. Which group takes action depends purely on luck. He didn't want the two sides to remain in a stalemate, so he agreed immediately.
With a wave of his hand, both sides broke away from the battle circle and once again formed a confrontation. Only Pulao in the middle was left confused. His huge body was curled up on the stone bell, looking left and right. Neither side was easy to provoke, and neither side knew which side to attack. .
Cheng Ling chuckled and said, "Since you agree, let's start turning the jade bottle. Who will turn it first?"
Several people in Qiucheng whispered for a while and then said: "You came up with the idea, so you should take action first!"
Cheng Ling nodded and winked at Zhang Hu. The latter stepped forward, took the jade bottle in his hand, put it on the ground and turned it.
The jade bottle rotated gurglingly, and after a while, the force gradually disappeared and stopped. When everyone took a look, the mouth of the bottle was facing Qiu Cheng and others.
Cheng Ling laughed and said, "This will help a few senior brothers."
The five people in Qiucheng were very depressed and secretly regretted not turning the jade bottle first. But helplessly, the words have already been spoken, and with the reputation of Master Shanhai Xianzun, he can't use any deceitful tricks. With a sullen face, he called the four junior brothers to come forward, and all the anger in his chest was directed towards Pulao.
This time, the five people attacked with all their strength. Pulao made a bell-like sound again, and their momentum was continuously weakened. If a quarter of an hour had passed, it would have been weakened by almost one-tenth.
Qiu Cheng immediately stopped the attack and said first, "Next, let's turn the jade bottle."
Cheng Ling spread his hands and made a graceful invitation gesture, and Qiu Cheng started to turn around.
Yin Luoyao shook her head and smiled bitterly. A great battle in Nine Dragons was actually decided by Cheng Ling with such a childlike thing. It was really a shame that he, a great monk in the Immortal Lord stage, could think of it.
The eyes of the fifteen people were completely focused on the rotating jade bottle, as if there was something particularly mysterious on it, waiting for everyone to study it.
After a while, the rotation of the bottle stopped, and the mouth of the bottle pointed towards Qiucheng again.
Cheng Ling laughed and said, "Everyone, please wait."
The five opponents were very depressed and had no choice but to attack Pulao again. While still cursing in his heart, senior brother's luck is really bad.
A quarter of an hour later, Qiu Cheng spoke again, saying: "Fellow Taoists of Junzifeng, this time you will spin the jade bottle."
Cheng Ling secretly laughed in his heart, Zhang Hu stepped forward again, and without any surprise, under the attention of the fifteen great monks, the bottle mouth was pointed at Qiu Cheng again.
Zhang Hu turned his head hurriedly. It was so hard to suppress his laughter that his lower abdomen almost twitched. Others could not see the technique he used, but he knew very well that spinning the jade bottle relied entirely on skill. Cheng Ling taught him this method when he was in Canglan Continent. Now that he has come to the immortal world, he has deceived the immortals. Monk Jun still works.
Qiu Cheng felt like he was doubting his life. Why did this little jade bottle do such evil? The mouth of the bottle faced him three times in a row. His luck was too bad. While cursing and comforting in his heart, he might as well just take action from his own side and kill Pulao directly.
Unfortunately, his abacus was very precise, but Cheng Ling was not a fuel-efficient lamp. After four rounds, Pulao's aura had dropped by two-thirds, and in the fifth round it was Junzifeng's turn to spin the jade bottle.
Cheng Ling made a quick calculation in his mind and winked at Zhang Hu. The latter understood instantly and stepped forward again to pick up the jade bottle and start turning it.
Under the attention of everyone, perhaps the bad luck here in Qiucheng has passed, and the happy little hand finally knocked on the door. The jade bottle in the middle finally changed its direction, and its mouth pointed towards Junzifeng.
Qiu Cheng felt a shiver in his heart. He glanced sideways at Pulao and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. One-third of his breath and a quarter of an hour shouldn't be enough to kill Junzifeng's direct disciples! Moreover, in this way, Pulao's aura will be weaker, and as long as it is his turn to attack later, it will be enough to kill him.
For a moment, he seemed to see the dawn of victory, and his eyes were full of expectation.
Cheng Ling saw the expressions of Qiu Cheng and others and smiled secretly in his heart. You are still a little too young to fight with me. Let you see what I can do.
He waved his hand gracefully, and a snow-white bone flute came into his palm. He said to Yin Luoyao and others: "Everyone, use all your strength to annihilate Pulao in one fell swoop!"
Qiu Cheng sneered, as if to say: It's just you, and you don't even look to see if it's the same material!
As soon as he finished speaking, the nine disciples of Junzifeng stepped forward one after another, and wildly bombarded Pulao with their sword energy, palm wind, and magic spells. It's just that although the momentum is huge, but judging from the speed of Pulao's aura declining, it is really difficult to kill him within a quarter of an hour.
Cheng Ling didn't care, and slowly put the bone flute to his lips. A clear flute sound came from him, as if condensed into a sound beam, directly bombarding Pulao's soul.
Pulao's expression suddenly changed. It walked back and forth uneasily on the stone clock, and roared like bells. The aura on its body dropped sharply under the sound of the flute, and coupled with the attack of Yin Luo and others, there was only a trace left before it was time for a cup of tea.
Qiu Cheng's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute!"
It's just that Cheng Ling couldn't care about this. He poured all his mental power into it, and the flute sound instantly reached a new height. Pulao finally let out a louder bell, and his whole body collapsed as if it had been shattered. In the end, even the stone bell under his seat exploded instantly and turned into a buzzing dragon-shaped token, suspended in the air. middle!
Qiu Cheng and others opened their mouths wide, completely disbelieving what they saw. Pulao's power was obvious to all. With one third of the breath, even if the five of them tried their best, it would take at least two quarters of an hour. Unexpectedly, Junzifeng and the others were here. It was done in just a quarter of an hour.
Yin Luoyao took a long breath and gently took the token. With a fatal blow, Cheng Ling deliberately left a chance to stop the sonic attack before Pulao died. Therefore, the final result of killing Pulao was obtained by Yin Luoyao and his team.
