There are only three golden lotus growers in the Yu family, and after the war with the Zhang family, only two were left.
Now, the rest of the two people, Zhongjin Lianqiu, is also dead. He died deep inside his family, under the protection of the clan protection formation.
Countless people were horrified by this result, and the Yu family was even more furious. Where did the news come from?
"It must be the Zhang family. The Yu family is at war with them now. Only the Zhang family has this motive."
"But what method did they use?"
"If you can kill Yu Sheng, can you kill other people easily?"
Fear spread in the cultivation world, but the monks at the bottom soon figured out that this had nothing to do with them.
"The Zhang family must have paid a huge price. Even the foundation-building monks are not qualified to be killed like this."
In an environment where everyone was in danger, the battlefield on the Ling'an River seemed eerily calm.
Many monks from the Yu family who were still fighting suddenly lost their backbone and faced the war passively. The Zhang family seemed to know nothing and did not launch any attack.
In the sky, a pair of eyes in front of Zhang Qing looked over with solemn eyes, "How did you kill Yu Sheng?"
Among them, some are not much stronger than Yu Sheng. The latter can die silently, and it is possible for them.
Zhang Qing did not speak, but looked at these people calmly. It was not until a long time later that he spoke: "The Yu family will pay my Zhang family five million spiritual stones, and I can represent the family not to go north for thirty years."
"Five million..." Some people were shocked. For the forces with the Golden Lotus, which is an immortal method, this is almost the limit that the entire family can produce. No more will be too much.
This is to force the Yu family to decline in advance.
However……
"We will pass your words on to the Yu family."
The Yu family produced five million spiritual stones. What does it have to do with them? If the Zhang family really stops going north, then after the decline of the Yu family... those territories will be theirs.
On the opposite side, Zhang Qing didn't pay any attention to the reactions of these people. In essence, he just said casually.
The Zhang family had never thought of crossing the Ling'an River.
"The south side should be starting soon, right?"
To the north of Chilang Gorge is the Ling'an River in front of them, while to the south only a few hundred miles away is the tentacles of the Yan family.
Here, there are too many resource points of the Yan family.
But today, these resources were attacked by thousands of monks.
Suddenly, the monks guarding various resource points of the Yan family could not react at all. After hurriedly activating the formation, they sent a message to the Yan family asking for help.
"Where did the Zhang family get so many monks?" The Yan family was also horrified. They were still waiting for the results from the north, but the Zhang family had already taken action against them?
"They are casual cultivators from Qingyan City." Someone looked solemn. The Zhang family actually provoked those casual cultivators. Why?
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In the mist, more than a dozen men, women, old and young looked fiercely at the surroundings. The fog, which could only cover five fingers of visibility, made them feel the threat of death. But more than that, they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to kill the monks who controlled the formation.
"Brother Lu, according to the information given by the Zhang family, there are eighteen late-stage qi-training people in the south of the Turnip Forest, including one who is a direct descendant of the Yan family. We killed five when we came here, and there are still thirteen left."
"With this number, I'm afraid we won't be our opponent, especially this white mist formation. It is said that it was set up by a second-level formation mage."
"If you have any other means, use them."
Among the crowd, there was a middle-aged man with a beard who looked at the leader, a rickety old man. The latter was at the peak of the ninth level of qi training. He had once failed to attack the foundation building but survived. This was the reason they dared to choose this place.
The rickety old man took a deep breath, and a talisman appeared in his hand. The vague spiritual energy fluctuations emitted frightened the people around him.
"Back then, I crossed the sea and found a cave left by a foundation-building senior under a reef, and got a foundation-building pill and more than ten talismans from it."
"Over the years, I have consumed the foundation-building pills and the talismans one after another, leaving only this second-level forbidden talisman."
"If it were put up for auction, a few of these forbidden talismans would cost one or two thousand spirit stones."
The old man talked about the value of the talisman in his hand, not to show off, but to tell others what price he had paid.
There are also human spirits around. If not, they would not come to fight for this unknown opportunity of life and death.
"Brother Lu, don't worry. If the Zhang family really does what they say, then our family will get 18 acres of the thirty-five acres of spiritual land south of the turnip forest."
"We made an agreement when we came here to share wealth and wealth. These thirty-five acres of spiritual land will be guarded by the four of us."
In the crowd, a young woman hesitated and said, "Grandpa, do the Zhang family really never break their promises?"
The old man sighed, "They promised the Yan family only half of all the resources in the land three thousand miles to the north, except for the second and third levels."
"We don't know whether the Zhang family can keep their word, but we have to bet that once we succeed, we will no longer be casual cultivators. With the spiritual field, we will have a foundation for our lives. Maybe you will also have the opportunity to build a spiritual field in the future. base."
"Being a casual cultivator all your life and fighting for your life will eventually make you fall into the water one day. Ying'er, the Zhang family is so powerful that we can't guarantee what they will say. We can only think about what we need."
Everyone around them had solemn expressions. They came from families in Qingyan City, where they had very few opportunities to obtain spiritual stones. In the late stages of Qi training, families might not even have five hundred spiritual stones.
"Brother Lu, without further ado, let's do it!" someone urged. The magical weapons in the mist kept attacking them, and the consumption was too great.
Taking a deep breath, the rickety old man slowly poured mana into the forbidden talisman in his hand. When nearly half of the mana was swallowed up, the talisman finally burst out with a dazzling brilliance.
"break!"
Amid the roar, the surrounding fog dimmed, and a dozen people finally saw clearly the Yan family monks standing in various positions a hundred meters away.
Looking into each other's eyes, the Yan family members were overwhelmed by a large number of offensive talismans before they could even say some threatening words.
"Kill them!"
In the dense forest, the trees are broken and the magic is shining, and such scenes appear one after another across thousands of miles.
In the sky, three flying boats were floating quietly, two hundred miles apart from each other, and above the flying boats, there were many Zhang family monks.
Zhang Yuxian stood condescendingly, looking at more than a dozen battlefields below, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle into a 'Chuan' shape.
"It's too fanciful to rely on these casual cultivators to deal with the Yan family."
He could see that everywhere on the small battlefields, the Qi Practitioners were fighting against each other, but the Yan family always had the upper hand.
Compared with these casual cultivators, the suppression power of family monks with inheritance and resources is visible to the naked eye.
