One night, everyone was on high alert, fearing a sneak attack by the demon cultivators, and took turns patrolling.
It was a good night to have a peaceful night.
At midnight on the next day, a large force appeared in the forest outside Qingyun Sect. Ten flying boats landed dozens of miles away from Qingyun Sect. More than 300 monks then moved forward quickly.
Finally, he stood at the foot of the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect.
Everyone looked nervous.
To Chen Ping's surprise, the entire Qingyun Sect's perimeter seemed unusually quiet. There were no traps nor patrolling demon cultivators. There are overgrown weeds even outside the mountain gate.
There was absolutely no trace of the demonic cultivator's daily activities.
If they hadn't seen a demon cultivator with fluttering clothes standing on the hillside of Qingyun Sect, everyone would have thought that they were in the wrong place.
...Finally, it was time to take action... Chen Ping increased his vigilance by 120%.
Halfway up the mountain.
The demon cultivator standing alone was a female cultivator, with a dashing figure in the spring breeze.
She looked at the mighty Yunzhong City monks coldly:
"Yun Wenting, we moved here after the Qingyun Sect was destroyed and lived here in seclusion. The demon cultivators who attacked your Yunzhong City were not us. Do you really want to kill us all?"
Yun Wenting stepped on the sword and slowly rose:
"Hmph, Ji Wuyan, you are guarding the center of the formation for those old guys who are the remnants of the Ghost Dao Sect, and are indirectly killing me, the monks of the Lingxiao Sect. You are trying to plot the entire Qingyun Territory, do you think we are all blind? Now that things have come to this, you still dare to talk nonsense. ?」
The female devil on the mountainside shaves her face without changing her look:
"We just want a place to practice, so what's wrong? The Lingxiao Sect can open a sect, why can't we? Zhongzhou can't accommodate us, why can't the Western Wilderness? Yun Wenting, don't think that I'm afraid of you."
"Huh, let's see the true meaning of the spell." Yun Wenting showed no signs of weakness.
They were quarreling like this, but they didn't order an attack. They seemed to be waiting for some order.
"..."
Chen Ping was unable to complain.
How is this like a fight between children, and you start talking trash to each other?
I groaned inwardly, but my body remained tense.
He cannot distinguish between right and wrong at a high level. He only knows that whoever wants his life will take his life.
This is true for demon cultivators, this is true for Murong Wan of Lingxiao Sect, and so is the same for those calamity cultivators with malicious intentions.
After a stick of incense.
"Boom~"
A deafening roar came from the endless forest to the east, resounding throughout the sky.
The trees outside Qingyun Sect shook.
'The golden elixir battle is on. ,
"Demon cultivator, suffer death!"
Yun Wenting instantly jumped into the air, roared violently, golden light appeared around his body, and huge pressure enveloped the sky.
A wave of his hand.
A golden talisman-like object flew out in an instant.
The talisman flew a few feet and suddenly turned into a huge phoenix, burning with fierce flames. The phoenix roared, fanned its giant wings that covered the sky, and crashed into the Qingyun Sect's mountain.
"That's a talisman." Someone in the team exclaimed.
"Bang~"
The hidden mountain-protecting formation suddenly shone with dazzling light, and then exploded, and the halo disappeared.
"Fellow Taoists, the formation protecting the mountain has been broken. Follow me into the mountain to slay the demons."
"Kill the devil."*329
More than 300 monks showed off their magical powers, carrying their own magic weapons, magic swords, and talismans, and prepared to show off their special skills.
"In that case, let's fight to the death." The female demon roared loudly, turned around and galloped towards the top of the mountain, riding on the wind.
The corner of Chen Ping's mouth trembled, and he put on a talisman, a "golden tortoise shell" cover, and a "scale wave ring" on the outside.
Plus a robe inside.
There is also an inner armor piece contributed by Murong Wan.
Five layers of defense.
No.
Swallow again
Received two Miasma Pills and Awakening Pills.
Six layers of defense.
According to the information from Lingxiao Sect, the number of foundation-building magic cultivators in this stronghold should be roughly equivalent to that of Yunzhong City.
According to Lingxiao Sect's intention, Yunzhong City only needs to hold back the demonic cultivators here and let these demonic cultivators stick to the array, so as to prevent these demonic cultivators from going to the Demonic Cave to support them and reduce the pressure on the Demonic Cave.
But the demon cultivator's movements are so strange that even the Lingxiao Sect has difficulty figuring out its true situation.
The strength must be comparable to that of Yunzhong City?
Not necessarily.
It may be a little stronger, or it may be a hundred million points stronger.
Have to guard against it.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Chen, with your defensive power, even City Lord Yun may not be able to defeat you in a short time." Jing Hongping joked.
Chen Ping was busy with his post and just smiled.
I still need to post some evil-killing mansions, what if there are demonic evil spirits? Chen Ping has seen that thing before.
It's definitely not simple.
now.
Yun Wenting and Ji Wuyan were already fighting together. Both of them were on the ninth level of foundation building. The bursts of overflowing spells made it difficult for the monks present to breathe.
"Kill the demons. Destroy the array."
Following Tang Junyi's order, more than 300 monks galloped up the mountain.
"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" When the monks from Yunzhong City rushed to the mountainside, a loud roar came, and countless demonic cultivators suddenly rushed out from the mountainside.
"Pah pah pah~"
There were sounds of fighting everywhere.
Chen Ping chose to attack in a direction away from Yun Wenting. At this moment, he had no time to care about anything else. Facing the demonic foundation-building monks who came to fight, he immediately manifested a domineering fire dragon.
"Ang~"
With a dragon roar, the foundation-building monk opposite was caught off guard and was immediately swallowed up by the fire dragon.
After the fire dragon passed by, Demon Cultivator Ji lost half his life. In shock, he used a silk thread spell and pulled two disciples to block him in front.
He took the opportunity to escape immediately.
"This, Fellow Daoist Chen, is so hidden. You have mastered the simple fire dragon technique to such an extent." Jing Hongping was fighting not far from Chen Ping and was amazed.
"Just kidding. It's just a basic fire spell." Chen Ping smiled and said no more.
Back into the fight.
Because one of the foundation builders escaped, another one immediately came up to him.
"Senior Chen, be careful, the demonic energy is leaking out from behind that Foundation Establishment Demonic Cultivator." In the distance, Yun Lingshan saw another Foundation Establishment attacking Chen Ping, not giving Chen Ping a chance to breathe, so she couldn't help but remind her loudly.
Her cultivation level is not good, but she has a lot of knowledge.
Yun Wenting's mouth twitched at the top of the mountain... You stinky girl, don't I need to care about you? Who is your ancestor? You didn’t see me being beaten while I was being pressed. Don’t you know how to give me a reminder?
This cotton-padded jacket is completely leaky.
Chen Ping signaled her to pay attention and immediately entered the battle.
He used "Tiangang Thunder" continuously, combined with "Dragon Fire Technique", "Water Sword Technique", "Spiritual Power Sword", and "Nine Breeze Swords" to kill all the way up.
It not only attacks to build the foundation, but also kills to practice Qi.
Everyone is numb until the end of the fight.
But these demonic foundations are very cunning. Once injured, they will never fight, and then they will use a new foundation to resist. He is also ruthless and will never mind using the Qi Demon to repair his back.
Chen Pingyuan originally thought that these foundation builders were monks who had been transferred from Jing Hongping or Ji Yan, but he slowly realized that something was wrong.
Some are new faces.
'The opponent has many foundation-building monks. I'm afraid it's not the same number as Yunzhong City. ,
'Not only the foundation building, but also the number of Qi practitioners far exceeded expectations. ,
At the same time, Chen Ping finally discovered why the demon cultivators did not go down the mountain to set up an ambush and attack them in advance.
There are traps on this mountain.
Waves of black gas emerged from many places.
From time to time, the screams of some Qi-training monks were heard.
There was an unknown feeling in Chen Ping's heart.
premonition.
Looking around, apart from Jing Hongping, no other foundation building companions could be seen clearly.
The battlefield is getting bigger and bigger.
Only the loud sounds of magic collisions could be heard from time to time.
That is the power that belongs to foundation-building spells.
Chen Ping's scalp was numb and he was ready to move quickly towards Jing Hongping to hug each other for warmth. But he was immediately stopped by two foundation-building demon cultivators.
"Haha, want to escape?"
"None of you can escape."
The Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivator opposite grinned, and Chen Ping sensed that one was in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and the other was actually in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.
'Something's wrong! ,
The more Chen Ping thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
Did Lingxiao Sect make a mistake? Or will the Lingxiao Sect's plan be exposed in advance? Or is it simply that the Lingxiao Sect itself doesn’t take the lives of the monks in Yunzhong City seriously?
But at this moment he didn't have time to think too much.
Facing two foundations, Chen Ping did not dare to be careless at all, and fired a burst of spells "bang, bang, bang".
The middle-stage foundation-building monk opposite sneered, put the middle finger of his right hand into his mouth, and bit it without hesitation.
Bloody fingers danced wildly in the air, as if writing cursive script, and each ink character with a rich black air continued to attack Chen Ping.
Chen Ping was shocked.
The first time I saw this posture, I immediately took out a handful of Awakening Pills, smashed them into pieces with my palm and scattered them in the air. At the same time, the blood bead on the chest glowed with traces of blood, forming a dense network and colliding with the ink characters.
"Bang, bang, bang."
The surrounding Qi-training monks collapsed.
The foundation-building demon cultivator suffered a backlash and spat out a mouthful of blood. Chen Ping didn't dare to hold it back any longer, and immediately summoned the Green Sword, waiting for the opportunity to deal with the demonic cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.
In the early stage of foundation building, the demon cultivator saw something was wrong and wanted to escape, but was pierced by Chen Ping's sword.
Killed two demon cultivators in one go.
The Yunzhong City disciples were greatly encouraged and started fighting again.
Chen Ping took the opportunity to swallow two Heqi pills.
On the other side, Jing Hongping caught a glimpse of the amazing green light sword and shouted excitedly:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, that's wonderful, that's wonderful, haha."
But just for a moment, his head flew out, and Chen Ping didn't even have time to shout "be careful".
He froze in place for a moment.
'Something's wrong. ,
'We can't fight anymore, the whole army will be annihilated. ,
Chen Ping's scalp was numb.
At this moment, there were explosions and screams everywhere, and Chen Ping could no longer tell whether it was the sound coming from the Qingyun Sect battlefield or the sound coming from the endless forest in the distance.
He didn't want to fight, and accelerated towards the top of the mountain, wanting to see how the other foundation-building companions were doing.
On the way, he saw two ninth-level qi-training monks attacking Yun Lingshan. Chen Ping defeated them with two "spiritual swords" and walked away without waiting for Yun Lingshan to say anything.
"Fellow Daoist Ji, how is the situation?"
Chen Ping saw Ji Yan who was retreating continuously, so he immediately summoned a green light sword to kill his opponent, and then asked Ji Yan quickly.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, thank you for the rescue. Otherwise, I would have died!" Ji Yan broke out in a cold sweat.
How could Chen Ping have the heart to listen to his words of thanks:
"How are the other comrades doing?"
"I don't know. But the opponent has at least ten foundations, so it's hard to fight." Ji Yan looked anxious.
Before the two of them could say anything more, two more Demonic Cultivators came forward with fiery expressions on their faces.
Eyes red.
A black energy has emerged from the body surface.
(End of chapter)
