Just when the old man surnamed Chu led the foundation-building monks to attack the last hall ban, the Biyou Valley was also bustling with activity.
Although most of the first monks who arrived were persuaded to leave by the old man surnamed Chu, many monks still gathered in Biyou Valley afterwards. There is a hint of greed for the many top-level magic weapons or magic weapons that appear in the colorful clouds.
Under the organization of thoughtful people, several waves of monks entered the colorful clouds one after another, most of them were Qi Gathering Stage monks.
However, these waves of monks failed to reach the entrance of the underground cave. On the way, they were blocked by zombies in the foundation-building stage, and most of them fell into the colorful clouds. Only a few monks escaped.
Under this situation, many monks who had just arrived were terrified after hearing what happened in the colorful clouds in front of them, and no one dared to enter it again. But thousands of monks did not leave. They still stayed outside the clouds and mist, wanting to see if there was any oil or water to be fished out.
Qin Fengming meditated secretly while urging two spiritual weapons to attack the wall. Here, only Nan Yu and the old man surnamed Zhou are here in Lingxu Gate and Qingliang Mountain, but no one else has arrived until now, which makes him very puzzled.
Within these two sects, there are still five or six foundation-building peak cultivators. Qin Fengming did not think that so many monks at the top of the Foundation Establishment had fallen away. There must be something secret in it.
Thinking of this, his spiritual consciousness slowly released, and he searched carefully within fifty feet of the surrounding area, but did not find anything strange at all.
Seeing that the old man named Chu was concentrating on attacking the wall in front of him, after a moment's hesitation, a white beetle slipped from his sleeve to his feet, and disappeared after a flash.
Faced with such an energetic ancient restriction, all the foundation-building monks knew very well that even with the combined efforts of everyone, the attack power would be astonishing. But this restriction cannot be broken in a short time.
Five hours later, Qin Fengming was the first to put away the two top-level spiritual weapons, and with a movement of his body, he flew thirty or forty feet away. Then he sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the spiritual stone in his hand, and began to restore his magic power. Seeing this, Chu Xinghe didn't say anything to stop him.
From the outside, Qin Fengming is just a monk in the early stage of foundation building. If he can persist for such a long time, his spiritual power must have been greatly depleted. In this strange place, it is impossible to exhaust all his spiritual power.
Not long after Qin Fengming stopped attacking, Fang Qiying also retreated and stood aside to recover his magic power. An hour later, all the foundation-building monks put away their spiritual weapons and stepped aside.
Seeing this, Chu Xinghe also put away the magic weapon, turned around and looked at everyone, and said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, this restriction is indeed extremely stable. It will be difficult to destroy it in a short time. I hope you will not retreat at all. Heart, under such an attack, it will definitely be able to break through."
When everyone saw this, no one said anything to refute, and they all tried their best to restore their magic power.
Just as everyone was recovering their magic power, a white beetle slowly emerged from the stone ground under Qin Fengming, and after a flash, it disappeared into Qin Fengming's robe.
After a moment, Qin Fengming's face flashed with a look of contemplation, but in an instant he calmed down. Just now, Qin Fengming already knew what Beetle had seen in the past four hours. As for why no monks from Lingxu Sect and Qingliang Sect appeared here. Already know the reason.
After the white beetle left Qin Fengming, it began to search carefully in the palace complex. At this time, there were not many sounds of fighting in the palace, only the sound of a few sporadic collisions of spiritual weapons could be heard.
When the white beetle rushed to the place where the impact sound came from, it discovered that a Lingxu Sect monk and two Qingliangshan monks were working together to attack a mid-stage foundation-building monk of Baicao Sect with a lunar look on his face.
Under the joint attack of three monks of the same level, the Baicaomen monk was already in danger. He could only parry and had no ability to fight back. After only persisting in the Zhuxiang Kungfu, the body-protecting spiritual shield of the Baicaomen monk was broken. After a flash of white light, his head was in a different place and he died unexpectedly.
This situation was happening in several other places at the same time. After a search by the white beetles, except for Cang Wuzi and the two monks at the top of the Foundation Building, no one from the Baicao Sect was left alive at this time.
Until now, Qin Fengming already knew why Nan Yu, the head of Lingxu Sect, was still so close to him after being plotted by Zhou Bo, the head of Qingliang Mountain. ,
Thinking about it, it was Zhou Bo who later found Nan Yu and promised him to let his monks help the Lingxu Sect and annihilate all the foundation-building monks who entered the Baicao Sect in this cave.
Faced with such a great benefit in front of him, Nan Yu can naturally forget about the previous unhappiness. The sect's return to Wushan is the lifelong wish of the Lingxu Sect's leaders. If it can be realized in the hands of Nan Yu, then For Lingxu Sect, it will be a great achievement in one day.
The two of them hit it off immediately, hence the scene that the white beetle saw.
After resting for five or six hours, everyone stood up again, surrounded the huge wall again, activated their spiritual weapons, and started attacking again.
Just when everyone was attacking the ban on the hall, a wave of monks flew in from a distance outside Biyou Valley. This wave of monks flew extremely fast, several times faster than the previous Qi Gathering Stage monks who came here.
When they arrived at the entrance of Biyou Valley, the light dimmed, and more than twenty figures suddenly appeared. Seeing this, many casual cultivators who had not yet entered the valley immediately gathered their eyes and looked at the incoming cultivators. If you don't look at it, you will be shocked.
The twenty or so monks who just arrived turned out to be all foundation-building monks, among whom there were more than ten late-stage monks and peak monks. It is extremely unusual for so many foundation-building monks to appear together in the world of immortal cultivation in Quzhou.
But when many casual cultivators looked carefully at these foundation-building cultivators, no one recognized their faces.
As soon as the foundation-building monks stopped for a moment, one of them, an old man in his sixties, flew out first, flew in front of the casual cultivators, and swept his gaze, which immediately made the casual cultivators feel terrified. With so many foundation-building monks, it is more than enough to wipe out a medium-sized sect.
"I don't know if there is anything that I can do for you when I come here, but please give me your instructions."
When an elf cultivator saw this, he immediately bowed and saluted, and spoke respectfully.
"Haha, fellow Taoists, don't worry. I just have one thing to ask you. Did the psychic treasure ever appear in the world? What is the situation in the valley now?"
After hearing this, the Zhongsan cultivator felt a little less fearful in his heart and replied respectfully:
"Senior Qi, until now, the so-called psychic treasure has not appeared. At this time, there are thousands of colleagues gathered in the valley, but no one dares to enter the colorful clouds again."
