Yan Daoyin couldn't help but fell silent when he heard the news from the incarnation of Qinglian. If these are true...
"How can a family disciple from a small place have such an opportunity?"
"Bathing in the immortality potion, I gained power comparable to that of a giant dragon. The power contained in the blood can refine water and thunder auras?"
"And where does this Buddhist golden body and magical power come from?"
"Comprehending the power of immortal patterns can hide oneself. Should this be a power that Jinlian can understand?"
The more he went on, the more ridiculous Yan Daoyin felt. Is it fair that so many opportunities are given to one person?
At this moment, he felt a faint pain in his heart, and he was also hesitating. Is the Yan family really going to confront the Zhang family?
He quickly threw these messy thoughts out of his mind, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Just like Ling Jiaminglou, there is almost no possibility of peace between the Yan family and the Zhang family. As long as the Zhang family wants to expand outward, they will inevitably come into contact with them. The tentacles of the Yan family.
In recent years, the family's resources have been tight, how could it be possible for it to retreat in front of the Zhang family.
"The more this happens, the more it needs to be killed."
Yan Daoyin left and returned to the Yan family, intending to put the Zhang family's affairs as the most important thing in the family.
Without his mediation and suppression, the war between the Ling family and Minglou would naturally become extremely fierce, affecting the tranquility of the area thousands of miles away.
Even the three major immortal cultivating families in the north couldn't help but look over. How could a Zhang family turn this place upside down so quickly?
They are too far away to believe any nonsense that has nothing to do with the Zhang family. They will blame these things on the Zhang family anyway.
Minglou, who only had one immortal Golden Lotus, had to summon more mortal Golden Lotus to withstand the pressure. At the same time, he asked for help from all directions, hoping to find a force that could solve his urgent need.
Even in Chilang Gorge, Golden Lotus, a mortal species from Minglou, appeared, trying to form an alliance with the Zhang family, just because of the threat posed by the Ling family.
No one paid attention to them. The surrounding forces were either not strong enough, or they felt that this matter was not as simple as a dispute between two families and chose to wait and see.
Under such a situation, it was almost impossible for Minglou to hold on to those resources from the Ling family.
The surrounding land was being eaten away bit by bit, and more than a dozen golden lotuses of mortal species also suffered heavy casualties in just three months.
The entire Minglou was in turmoil.
"Ling family! Do you really want to kill them all?!" Countless people in Qingyan City stood on high places, stretching their necks to look at the sky dozens of miles away, where a fierce battle broke out.
Minglou can't hold on any longer. Even if they still have some strength in their hands, including at sea, they still have many resource points.
These are all of a drop in the bucket, and together they can only slow down death.
"Lord, why don't we withdraw to the sea." Someone suggested that too many of their people have died these days. Everyone can see that if they continue to fight, the only loser will be their Minglou.
"It's not that easy..." Minglou's eyes revealed a cold look, "If you want to destroy my hundreds of years of foundation, it's so simple, but you don't take me seriously."
There are few examples of the demise of a force caused by unilateral strength. He Minglou has been working in this cultivation world for hundreds of years, so it is not that he has no foundation.
Thinking about the plan in his mind, he looked at the elite people in Minglou around him, "I need a group of people to stay, and the remaining group of people will go to the sea to guard our resources and wait for me to pass."
All the foundation-building monks looked at each other, and finally, someone gritted his teeth and walked out, "Master, my subordinates have always been responsible for the affairs of Minghuang Stone Island on the sea, and they are more familiar with it. I will go there as soon as possible to rectify the disciples there. To prevent human nature from floating around.”
With the first one, others also became active. To know Minglou's resources on land, Qingyan City is the most important. The remaining resource points are almost all on the sea.
"Master, the subordinate Shui Fenglin, the second-level resource point in White Water, knows best..."
"Lord, you know that one of the few third-level resources in the building is the Spirit-Gathering Clam Pearl..."
"Master, you also know that you arranged for your subordinates to go there..."
Listening to the constant voices around him, Minglou's face became even more gloomy. This is the difference between a sect and a family. Nowadays, everyone knows that the mortality rate will be very high if you stay, so no one is willing to stay to fight a war that is destined to fail. .
"Cen Cheng, Wei Yuan, you bring two hundred monks to stay with me." In the end, he decided on the candidate himself, but the expressions of the two people who heard their names and the many monks behind them changed dramatically.
But under the increasingly cold expression of the host, no one dared to say no and could only blush with suppressed expression.
"Since the Ling family wants to destroy me, Minglou, then they have to be prepared for the Ling family to fall into the same situation as us."
"Since you want me to die, then everyone should stop living!"
In Qingyan City, all the disciples of Minglou disappeared almost overnight. Some ran away quickly after getting the news, while others were found and killed by the Ling family in Qingyan City.
In just a few months, hundreds of thousands of people in Qingyan City felt as if the world had suddenly become quiet.
"Is Minglou gone?"
"No, the Ling family made the biggest mistake, that is, they did not kill the master of Minglou. When the strong man who established his power in his own name was alone, he was much scarier than when thousands of disciples of Minglou were around. .”
Thunder exploded on a sunny morning. The sky for dozens of miles was green, and the shadows of tree branches stretching across the sky were revealed, reflecting the natural color of everyone's face below.
"The Ling family, a golden lotus plant is dead!" A monk outside the city panicked and fled back to the city. He experienced a spectacular battle.
"Beheaded by the Lord of Minglou, the corpse was turned into nutrients for a certain spell."
"He is still hunting. He wants to kill all the golden lotus plants of the Ling family. No, it is not just these people. In one day, more than 20 Ling family foundation builders died for no reason, and their flesh and blood were devoured."
Somewhere outside Qingyan City, Zhang Qing stretched out his palm, and blood-colored crystal vines wrapped around the void like long snakes.
"After so many years of devouring the blood of so many strong men, you have finally grown into a golden lotus."
The demons who became the spirits in the mountain abyss do not seem to need to follow the judgment of bloodline strength, but even so, the specialness of the parasitic blood vines in them is still powerful and terrifying.
"Regeneration..." Zhang Qing felt a little shocked. The first native spell of the parasitic blood vine was actually regeneration.
Simple words cannot describe the horror of rebirth. In Zhang Qing's opinion, perhaps a more extreme and extraordinary name can be given.
immortal!
The monk from the Ling family with two golden lotuses was devoured alive by the endless vines of the parasitic blood vine, and died of dryness.
Although Minglou also helped a lot.
Thinking of this, Zhang Qing looked into the distance, "Aren't you going to continue?"
