"Auntie, something doesn't seem right up front!"
Li Ao quickly knocked on the door of a quiet room in Feizhou.
The door opened and Li Yixian walked out.
She raised her head slightly and looked at the towering plain with bright eyes. The huge stone pillars seemed to have transformed into stone dragons, which was very vivid.
The sound of fighting rising to the sky sounded almost instantly.
Li Yixian frowned slightly and was surprised.
"Luo Chen and the others seem to be in trouble?"
Li Ao was stunned, "Then do we want to go and support?"
Li Yixian pursed his lips and looked at the Li family monks who were camping nearby.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at Li Ao with burning eyes.
"You stay here, lead people to patrol around, and don't let up."
"I'll go alone to see what's going on."
"yes!"
Li Yixian no longer hesitated, jumped up and flew high into the sky.
During the extremely fast flight, the figure gradually faded into nothingness due to the operation of the spirit arts.
Huaiyin Jue!
One of the three inherited second-level skills of the Li family, it cannot be practiced unless you have a Huaiyin body.
Li Yixian is a person with Huaiyin physique.
Relying on this method, she reached the stage of Qi Refining at the age of forty-two.
However, although the cultivation speed is fast, it is extremely difficult to break through the realm.
It took a long time to build the foundation.
After the foundation is established, the demand for resources is even greater.
Although his physique is good, his spiritual talent is not good.
Now several years have passed, and only the second floor of the foundation has been built.
However, fortunately, this technique is extremely mysterious.
Especially in terms of concealment, life-preservation, and speed, it is truly outstanding.
As long as she enters that hidden state, few people will be able to see through her disguise.
The reason why Luo Chen was able to see through her figure was because he was too close and Luo Chen's perception was too strong.
Just when Li Yixian was about to approach Gaolingyuan.
Suddenly.
She suddenly stopped.
A pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle stared at her from high in the sky.
No, it’s Hawkeye!
"Sister Xian, stop!"
A soft voice came, and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed.
A beautiful young woman in a gorgeous palace dress stands on the back of a huge flying eagle.
The flying eagle is cute and cute, with green feathers and a touch of snow on the top of its head, just like a fairy beast.
Real cultivation of foundation building!
Second level monster!
Li Yixian's face turned pale and he came out of hiding.
Looking at the beautiful young woman, she said harshly: "Sister Rou, you specially brought this inherited spiritual beast, the Emerald Feathered White Eagle, to deal with me?"
The beautiful young woman is none other than Yurou, the head of the Yihua Shanyu family.
She sighed, "I don't want to either, but as you know, the Yu family is about to marry the Huo family. He, Huo Hu, wants something from me, how can I refuse."
"Besides, it's out of the question to deal with you."
He glanced at the fighting that broke out in the distance.
She said softly: "As long as you don't participate in this battle and hand over the magic weapon obtained at the auction later, I can guarantee that Huo Hu and the others will not attack your family."
Li Yixian sneered: "He Huo Hu is so good at birth, how dare he rob the magic weapon he sold at his own auction?"
Yurou shook her head and just sighed.
This matter is indeed a bit underhanded. If the ancestor of the Huo family had not retreated, he would not have allowed this kind of thing to happen.
But who put Huo Hu in power now?
Seeing that Yurou didn't give in.
Li Yixian said stubbornly: "What if I don't!"
For that magic weapon, she used all the money accumulated by the Li family over the years.
The reason is that after Yun is well nurtured, he can better protect the family in the future.
Now, he has to give it up to others.
Who would?
Who is willing?
Yurou shook her head, "It's only been a few days since you got your magic weapon. It's impossible to cultivate it well. It can only exert its power at one-tenth or two."
"Your hidden magic is invisible to the eyes of the jade white eagle."
"In other words, you are no match for me."
Listening to these words, Li Yixian's heart kept sinking.
Yu Rou is still admonishing.
"Besides, if you don't think about yourself, you also have to think about the Li family..."
"you dare!"
Li Yixian suddenly raised his head and stared at her, like a tiger guarding its cubs.
A sharp sword is held in his hand.
Yurou didn't say anything, just looked at her like this.
Gradually, Li Yixian let go of his hand dejectedly, and the sharp sword stopped in front of him.
"Yurou, are you sure you can protect my Li family from Huo Hu?"
"If he betrays his trust, you can run away alone. I will not stop you. With your ability and shame, who among the entire Huo family can stop you?"
Biting his red lips, Li Yixian looked far away in the direction of Gaolingyuan.
"But, Luo Chen's side..."
"I don't know what conditions you have reached with Na Luo Chen." Yu Rou said calmly: "But at least, now you can't even think about going past my level to rush for help."
The night breeze blows.
Li Yixian stood in front of a man and an eagle, feeling weak all over.
The life and death of the family is in the hands of others, and fellow Taoists in the alliance are under siege.
And there was nothing she could do.
Are people who leave their hometown really nothing?
Suddenly, she looked back.
There was fire all over the sky, rising from the darkness of night.
Looking back, she looked at Yu Rou in horror.
"Did you also attack the Nangong family?"
…
fire!
Fires all over the sky!
Wherever Nangong Jin could see, fire dragons were coming and going, completely separating the Nangong family's camp.
"He Fang Xiaoxiao dares to provoke my Nangong family."
He was shocked and angry.
A scroll was spread out in front of him, and the scroll was like a vast ocean.
Spiritual power surged out, and countless Guishui essences slanted out, turning into a mighty river.
Under the wash of the river, the fire dragon dissipated.
There was only smoke billowing.
"Father!"
"Stand behind me!"
Nangong Jin looked gloomy and did not look at the Nangong family mortals who suffered heavy casualties. He stared straight ahead.
One after another, family monks wearing green robes with the emblem of Yubai walked out of the night.
The current person's spiritual power fluctuations in the foundation building period are spreading vigorously.
"Bron!"
Bai Lun opened his hands in a welcoming gesture.
"Fellow Taoist Nangong, when you come to Liuguangfang, why don't you say hello?"
Nangong Jin glanced at the remaining family monks, but they were not seriously injured.
But those mortals are out of ten.
He said coldly: "Hello, is this how you say hello?"
"Tsk, tsk, this is just a small show of friendship as a landlord."
"The big one is still behind!"
Bo Lun made a move, and under the night, many casual cultivators came out from all directions.
A pair of eyes, like a lone wolf that has been hungry for a long time.
These are all calamity cultivators from Liuguangfang!
Nangong Jin's eyes widened.
Nangong Qin behind him took a deep breath, with a look of despair in his eyes.
Bai Lun smiled ferociously and raised his hands high.
"Kill them and take the spoils for yourself!"
Countless casual cultivators, the king's forerunners, rushed to kill him.
The monks of the Bai family followed closely behind, and the light of the magic weapon shone brightly under the bright moonlight.
Nangong Jin's body trembled slightly, and he turned back to stare at Nangong Qin without looking at those people.
A message from spiritual consciousness fell into Nangong Qin's ears.
Nangong Qin's eyes widened and he clenched his hands.
"You must remember your father's words!"
"But……"
"It's nothing, I have a defensive magic weapon, they can't kill me."
After finishing his words, before Nangong Qin could say anything else, he burst out with spiritual light and swept out with a sword.
The ice and snow were crystal clear and spread instantly.
To the northeast, a large number of casual cultivators were frozen.
A way out suddenly appeared.
Bo Lun raised his eyebrows and stopped him immediately.
"Isn't it too low of status to attack a low-level monk?"
Nangong Jin sneered, "You still attack mortals, why don't you talk about face?"
"Forget it, let's talk about it after we do it!"
The two of them soared into the sky, auras of light exploded, and attacks spread across the world.
Nangong Qin struggled to move his eyes away from his father's back, looking at the Qi-refining stage enemies rushing from all directions, several times his own, and felt extremely desperate in his heart.
Remembering his father's words, he gritted his teeth and rushed out.
The direction they were going was exactly the way out that Nangong Jin had opened up before.
At this time, it was not surrounded yet.
As he left, several figures chased him one after another.
In the sky, Bo Lun, who was pressed down and beaten, looked at this scene and couldn't help but sneer.
"At such a critical moment, you let your son run away first, leaving ordinary tribesmen to die. This is not a qualified head of the family!"
Nangong Jin's figure suddenly stopped.
“Ask yourself first whether you are qualified or not!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he gave up attacking Bai Lun.
His body was like lightning, and he rushed towards the low-ranking monks of the Bai family.
Wherever he passed, stunned heads flew into the sky.
Seeing this scene, Bo Lun's eyes were splitting with anger, and a burst of anger rushed to the top of his head, making his face turn red.
"Building a foundation is in vain!"
He immediately controlled the flying sword, struck with all his strength, and beheaded him.
Also building the foundation, Nangong Jin attacked the low-level monks, almost completely exposing the empty gate.
Full of flaws!
Facing this sword, there is almost no way to avoid it.
However, he didn't even think about avoiding it.
Zeguo Guitu stretched out his body and resisted the sword head on.
Keng!
The sword entered the ocean and set off huge waves.
A sure-kill sword.
Blocked!
However, Ji Zhuji's full blow was not so easy to block without full defense.
Even with the defensive magic weapon, Nangong Jin's back was severely injured.
Like a rag bag, it flew away upside down.
"puff!"
Blood spurts, face pale
Even though he was so embarrassed, there was still a crazy smile on his face.
Flying upside down all the way, the spirit arts in his hand were pinched frequently, and the flying sword harvested all the way.
When he stopped, another dozen heads fell to the ground.
"I know what you have in mind."
"Don't you just want to hold me back and let the casual cultivators destroy the low-level monks of my Nangong family, and then wait for the foundation building besieging Dan Chenzi to join you in besieging and killing me!"
"I know it all!"
"Anyway, none of my clan members will survive, so it's better to kill them all!"
"My Nangong family is having a hard time, and your Bai family will also be buried with you today!"
Looking at the heads of Bai family monks scattered on the ground, Bo Lun's body trembled.
All along, whether it is a battle between sects, a clan of cultivators, or a battle between cultivator gangs.
They all maintain a tacit understanding with each other.
That is the king against the king, the general against the general, and the small soldier against the small soldier.
If you don't get out of the golden elixir stage, we won't get out of the golden elixir stage.
If you use the True Cultivator of Foundation Establishment, then we will fight with the True Cultivator of Foundation Establishment.
As for the battles between monks in the Qi Refining Period, high-level monks will not intervene unless the overall situation is determined.
This kind of tacit understanding is not pedantic or rigid.
But everyone knows that the lethality of high-level monks is almost completely unstoppable to low-level monks!
Just like mowing grass.
Kill a large area with one kill!
In this case, you must keep the default rules.
Otherwise, the high-level monks on both sides would ignore everything and rush to kill the other's low-level monks.
After that battle, it is estimated that only the two strongest leaders from both sides will be left.
Isn’t that a lonely person?
What's the point of fighting?
How does one deal with the harvest after the war?
How can we talk about development in the future?
But tonight!
Nangong Jin broke this unspoken rule.
He did not want the demeanor of a foundation-building true cultivator. He ignored the huge threat from the enemies on the side and relied on a defensive magic weapon to start killing low-level monks wantonly.
Moreover, he didn't care about the casual cultivators of Liuguangfang who besieged Nangong's house.
He was specifically watching and killing the Bai family monks!
The key is that he, Bai Lun, is completely unable to stop him.
He has a defensive magic weapon, and I can't kill him in a short time. At most, he will be seriously injured.
By the time I kill him, I'm afraid there won't be many monks left in the Bai family.
By then, even if his Bai family completely annihilates the Nangong family, what's the point?
"No wonder you want your son to run away first. You want to save the whole family and leave a foundation for your Nangong family at the same time!"
Bo Lun laughed miserably, and his trembling body gradually stopped.
Nangong Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a stern look on his face.
"You forced me!"
At this moment, he had less calculation and less hesitation.
Yes, it's just that the worst possible outcome is that both the fish and the stone will be destroyed!
"Now, how are you doing?"
Bo Lun looked at the heads of the Bai family monks on the ground with their eyes open in shock and confusion.
In just a short moment, more than thirty people died under Nangong Jin's sword.
Those are all the elites of his Bai family!
Close your eyes and take a deep breath.
"That's it!"
"Stop!"
As soon as he said this, the Bai family members who were besieging the Nangong family monks immediately stopped.
However, those Liuguangfang robbery cultivators were so jealous that they didn't listen at all.
One by one, even fighting for the spoils, they are starting to fight among themselves.
"I said, stop!!!"
Bo Lun opened his eyes, and the flying sword burst out like a stream of light.
Whoosh!
laugh! laugh! laugh!
Wherever it passed, all low-level casual cultivators were stabbed through the chest.
Even when his strength was exhausted, he still stabbed the three bodies together.
Duh!
The tip of the sword was stuck into the ground, and three corpses were stuck on the sword like candied haws.
At this moment, Liuguangfang Jiexiu finally came to his senses.
They looked at Bo Lun in horror.
"Senior Bai..."
"roll!"
Bo Lun roared, and the group of casual cultivators who took advantage of the situation dispersed like birds and beasts.
Upon seeing this, Nangong Jin flew back to the previous Nangong family camp.
However, after cleaning up the mess, there were only a dozen or so Nangong family members still alive.
No mortals!
There are no monks in the early or middle stages of Qi refining.
They are all in the late stage of Qi refining.
With several times their own strength, the Nangong family members in the Qi refining stage all faced two or three enemies.
Moreover, they are all tribulation cultivators with extremely rich fighting experience.
How can you resist?
His eyes were red and his body was shaking.
Nangong Jin gritted his teeth and stared at Bo Lun, as if he wanted to dig out the bones and heart.
"Aren't you going to fight?"
Bo Lun gasped and stared at him with the same hatred.
"Each of us collect the corpses of our clansmen. This battle ends here."
It seemed like a farce.
A big battle ended like this.
However.
Before Bo Lun left, he said bitterly: "Nangong Jin, you can't run away. Huo Hu has set his sights on this defensive magic weapon of yours. The Huo family is not as reasonable as me, Bo Lun."
Huo family!
Nangong Jin's heart trembled.
But he didn't show any weakness in his words.
"Huo Hu is coming, I'll be waiting for you. Bo Lun, my Nangong family has recorded today's revenge."
"Hmph, next time we meet, I need you to remove Nangong from the list!"
After exchanging harsh words, neither party wanted to look at the other again.
Nangong Jin suppressed the grief and anger in his heart, put one hand on his waist and said with his body bent.
"Pack up your belongings quickly, we'll leave immediately."
"But clan leader, what should we do with the corpses of the clansmen?"
"Burn it on fire!"
In less than half a cup of tea, the remaining clan members collected as many relics and trophies as possible.
Then get on the flying boat.
Nangong Jin stood on the flying boat and looked at the mountains of corpses piled high below. They were all clansmen with the same bloodline as him!
He pursed his bleeding lips and fired out a wisp of foundation-building true fire.
The raging flames immediately illuminated the land shrouded in moonlight.
The rich smell of burnt smoke drifted away, accompanied by the Nangong family monks who all had tears in their eyes.
Looking bitterly at the Liuguangfang in the distance, Nangong Jin closed his eyes.
"let's go!"
(End of chapter)
