Fellow Daoist Chen, be careful. These two monks probably took the magic pill and forcibly improved their cultivation for a short time at the expense of their own bodies. "Ji Yan felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.
Hearing this, Chen Ping tensed up.
I know that trouble is not simple.
He can no longer use the Qingmang Sword.
The current spiritual power reserve is only enough for him to use the Green Sword four times at most.
It has been used three times so far, and more than half of its spiritual power has been consumed.
If you continue to use it, your defensive skills will no longer be maintained.
This was also thanks to his leather refining skills, which increased his spiritual power reserve by 10-20%.
Otherwise it is more passive now.
Chen Ping quickly took a Heqi Pill, and swallowed an Awakening Pill and a Miasma Pill at the same time.
Fight again.
Because the magic cultivator has already attacked.
"Hey Hey!"
Blood and tears oozed from the corners of a demon cultivator's eyes, and he let out a sinister smile under a ferocious expression.
"I sacrifice my blood to the way of heaven and attract the spirit of the abyss."
"break!"
With a violent roar from the demon cultivator.
The black energy escaping from his body suddenly turned into countless sky bats, and the black mass shot towards Chen Ping and Ji Yan like arrows.
At the same time, a sharp cry was made.
In the place where they were being ravaged, the monks in the Qi-training period did not distinguish between friend and foe, and they all screamed in agony. When the Sky Bats were overthrown, only bones were left.
Countless monks looked horrified.
Chen Ping retreated violently, firing out one full-level "Tiangang Thunder" after another. Lightning beams fell from the sky, brightening the dark sky.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
The sky bat that was hit instantly turned into powder.
After the Tiangang Thunder passed, Chen Ping immediately cast the "Dragon Fire Technique", but this time he did not summon the "Fire Dragon", but instead cast a large area of "Fire Rain".
The rain of fire does not cause much damage to the monks, but fire spells naturally restrain these evil things.
The screams of the sky bats suddenly echoed.
Through the darkness of the sky bats, Chen Ping seemed to see a familiar figure among the crowd of demon cultivators, but it disappeared in an instant.
Chen Ping wanted to find out, but it was too late.
at the same time.
The demon cultivator didn't get a single blow and didn't retreat. He changed his spell and fought with Chen Ping again.
"biu! biu! biu!"
"..."
As the battle continued, Chen Ping felt completely numb, as if he had lost his autonomy.
The battle has no end in sight.
Looking around, there are fighting scenes everywhere.
But I couldn't see where the other foundation building comrades had gone, and the battlefield was very large. You can only hear the roar from the foundation battle from time to time.
Among the monks in the Qi training period, there were originally far more monks in Yunzhong City than demon cultivators.
But Mo Xiu was fighting at home and had set up traps in advance. Once Qi Mo Cultivator Ji Duo frees up his hands to deal with the monks in the Qi training period, it will be a dimensionality reduction strike, killing several at a time.
At this moment, Yunzhong City was showing signs of collapse.
'No more fighting. ,
'Saving one's life is the most important thing. ,
"Fellow Daoist Ji, lead the Yunzhong City disciples to retreat down. If you want to fight, we must fight at the foot of the mountain. The casualties here are too heavy." Chen Ping yelled.
There are too many obstacles here.
Totally unnecessary.
Ji Yan hesitated for a moment and said:
"good."
Fight and retreat.
Ji Yan began to lead fellow Taoists to retreat.
Chen Ping stepped down through the air and saw that Yun Lingshan was in a bad situation, so he easily dealt with the demon cultivator. With one hand, he held Yun Lingshan's collar and swept it downwards.
But just after walking a certain distance, he was blocked by a sudden rising earth wall. Chen Ping walked over with all his defenses and was unscathed. However, in this gap of time, he was once again attacked by the demon cultivator.
Foundation building entanglement.
We can only fight again.
Kill one, kill another.
'It's endless. ,
Chen Ping fought to the end, with only his opponent in his eyes and no longer caring about anyone else.
"Bang, bang, shoo..."
"..."
After half a stick of incense, just when Chen Ping was planning to take care of himself, reinforcements finally arrived.
Five or six foundation-building monks from the Lingxiao Sect quickly came from the Endless Forest to wield their swords and joined the battle.
The situation quickly turned upside down.
Chen Ping also breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
Under the original situation, he could only protect himself. But if it comes to a desperate situation, he can only take care of himself and choose to save his own life.
Fortunately, reinforcements have arrived.
Half an hour later, after the death paths of those late-stage foundation-building demon cultivators disappeared, the battle ended completely.
The devil is dead.
Escape.
The captured are captured.
Then more monks from the Lingxiao Sect arrived and began to take care of the scene.
The monks from Yunzhong City regrouped at the foot of the mountain.
After clearing the numbers, we found out that most of the qi-training monks had died, and only one of them was alive, and all of them were more or less injured.
It was only at this moment that Chen Ping realized that this demon-slaying battle was more tragic than he imagined:
Yun Wenting is dead, Tang Junyi is dead, Wu Maming is dead, Jing Hongping is dead...
Of the six foundations, only he and Ji Yan, the two with the lowest level of cultivation, were still alive.
At the resting place at the foot of the mountain, wait until the mutilated bodies of Yun Wenting, Tang Junyi, and Jing Hongping were delivered by the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect.
The disciples of the Yun and Tang families couldn't believe that their ancestor had died.
The sound of mourning echoed throughout the valley.
It is not easy for each of these families to build a foundation. These foundations are the backbone of the family. If the foundations die, it means that the family may decline.
Yun Lingshan also cried bitterly.
As for Wu Maming, there was not even a body. His body was swallowed up by the magic cultivator on the spot and turned into dust.
"Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Chen helped me on the battlefield. Thank you very much. Otherwise, my corpse would be lying here right now." Ji Yan bowed his head and looked at the corpses of these comrades with lingering fear.
Keep sighing:
"Alas, I thought it would be an easy battle to slay demons, but I never thought..., alas...it would end up like this, it would end up like this."
"Yeah. It's so unexpected."
Chen Ping looked at these dead companions and felt very uncomfortable and depressed.
This battle to slay demons may not be that simple behind the scenes. It's a pity that I am just a guest and don't know anything. Even the expedition was only learned three days before departure.
'Alas, everyone I knew and was familiar with died one by one. ,
'Yun Wenting, Jing Hongping...even the head of the Ning Mansion did not escape this test. Not to mention the many familiar monks who died in Lianyung City.
'In this world, it is really not easy to cultivate immortality. ,
'Especially as a guest (chess piece), it is even more difficult. When these twenty years of service expire, I will never join any sect again. ,
…
Two hours later.
The monks who were slightly injured recovered to a certain extent.
As for those who are seriously injured, they cannot recover in a short time. At least they have to do it on a monthly and yearly basis.
After discussing with Ji Yan, Chen Ping decided to return.
No one is in the mood to stay and clean up Qingyun Sect’s demon cultivator legacy. However, the Lingxiao Sect monks promised that all the belongings of the remaining demon cultivators of the Qingyun Sect will be sorted out and sent to Yunzhong City.
This is what Cloud City deserves.
In exchange for his life.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, Fellow Daoist Ji, this battle to slay demons is extremely dangerous. Although we did as much detail as possible in the early stage,
There is still some discrepancy with reality. To be honest with fellow Taoists, the Lingxiao Sect also suffered heavy losses in the battle at the Devil's Cave. After returning home, I hope the two fellow Taoists and fellow Taoist Yun can explain more. Of course, the Lingxiao Sect would personally visit fellow Taoist Yun afterwards to explain the specific situation. "A ninth-level monk from the Lingxiao Sect stepped forward.
Chen Ping said indifferently:
"I will tell fellow Taoist Yun the truth. I still need to trouble you, fellow Taoist, to help me return to the city."
There are still demon cultivators escaping outside the forest. If they return rashly, they might encounter some danger.
At least you need to build the foundation in the late stage to hold down the formation.
It happened that there were some monks from the Lingxiao Sect who were eager to return, so they drove a flying boat to tow the two flying boats from Yunzhong City back.
There were ten flying boats on the way and two on the way back.
On the flying boat, the atmosphere was heavy.
All of them drooped their heads.
At one end of the seat, Jing Hongping's Taoist monk Lu Xiuping was silent, staring blankly at the scenery outside the boat. A corner of her robe had been torn unconsciously by her hands without her knowing it.
Chen Ping sighed softly, sat down next to Yun Lingshan, looked at her arm with scars, and said:
"Stretch out your arms and give you some treatment. The treatment will feel a little strange, so bear with it."
"Thank you, Senior Chen." Yun Lingshan's eyes were red and swollen.
"Don't be too sad. Our monks' lives are like this. It's never predictable. Life and death happen all the time. We can only look forward." Chen Ping comforted.
"Um."
"..."
(End of chapter)
