When Lu Kun and the others won a great victory, Zhang Fengnian and four other monks in the Dan Formation Stage retreated from the mountain with about sixty monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage at the fifth spiritual line. The battle between Shangqing Sect disciples is over.
Just like the first day, the two sides fought in a satisfactory manner, and this day was more cautious than the previous day. Unexpectedly, not one of the foundation-building disciples died.
Several sects of monks in the alchemy stage were talking while leading the team to fly towards the camp.
"What do you think will be the outcome of the battle at the Sixth Spiritual Vein?"
"Don't worry, under such a sneak attack, the Sixth Spiritual Vein will definitely be defenseless, and Fairy Ling also has the Blood Fire Bead from the Blood Refining Sect in her hand, which is a magic weapon for filth."
"A defeat in the Pill Formation Stage will have a great impact on the battle in the Foundation Establishment Stage below."
"Hey, there seems to be a group of people ahead?"
"Could it be that the second batch of reinforcements from our six factions has arrived?"
At this time, a group of immortal cultivators appeared on the horizon, which looked blurry from a distance. Moreover, there was an interference force outside this group of immortal cultivators, which made it impossible for Zhang Fengnian and other six sects of monks in the alchemy stage to detect their spiritual consciousness.
After a while, many foundation-building monks also saw this team. About thirty people could be vaguely seen, and they were talking about it for a while.
As the team approached, the expression of the sword cultivator above changed and he said, "No, it's not our Sixth Sect."
"It's a monk from the Shangqing Sect!"
At the same time, there was a flash of spiritual light on the fifth spiritual vein behind the six factions of the coalition, and the Shangqing Sect disciples who were originally defending also flew towards this side, forming a pincer attack with the team of more than 30 people in front.
I saw three alchemy stage monks flying out from the front team quickly, forming a semicircle and surrounding Zhang Fengnian and others in the sky.
The other disciples in the foundation building stage all fell to the ground, blocking the way forward for the disciples of the six sects.
Among the three pill-forming monks from the Shangqing Sect, an old man with half-white hair and beard said with a smile: "This must be fellow Taoist Yun from the Tianjian Sect. I have met all of you in Songli."
When Zhang Fengnian and others heard this old man's name, their expressions were extremely ugly. However, the sword cultivator from Tianjian Sect had a serious look on his face. Without saying a word, he took out his long sword and turned his sword towards the opposite man who seemed to be a cultivator. Kill the weakest alchemy monk.
Zhang Fengnian and others also understood what the sword cultivator meant. Now they could only break out of the siege by attacking one person with all their strength. They also followed the sword cultivator and attacked the opponent.
When the monks in the foundation-building stage below heard their elders say that the other party was a disciple of the Shangqing Sect, they all looked panicked, but the monks in the alchemy-building stage started fighting in the air and had to fall to the ground.
Some clever monks from the Six Sects began to disperse around.
A fierce battle broke out among the monks in the alchemy stage above. The monks in the alchemy stage of the six factions were unable to break through the siege of three enemies for a while.
If the four Shangqing Sect monks at the Danjie stage on the fifth spiritual vein attack from behind, Zhang Fengnian and the other four Danjie monks will be in danger.
The six sects of foundation-building monks below are even more unbearable. Compared with the disciples guarding the spiritual veins, the thirty foundation-building monks of the Shangqing Sect are very different in strength. Each of them is extremely powerful, and they are one against two. .
In this short time, the six factions of foundation-building monks were killed and defeated, and there were already casualties.
Among the foundation-building team of Shangqing Sect, there are two foundation-building monks who are extremely eye-catching.
One of them is a practitioner of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen. He has an ordinary appearance and looks extremely young. He wields two purple electric hammers with flashes of lightning. He also sends out several thunder spells from time to time. One person suppresses three six people in the later stage of Foundation Establishment. Send disciples.
The other person is in the late stage of foundation building. He is a middle-aged man with a square face. He looks more photogenic. At the same time, he wields four third-level psychic instruments. These four diamond circle instruments seem to be two. A complete set of magical instruments.
Sometimes they merged, sometimes they differentiated. In a matter of seconds, they killed four mid-stage foundation-builders and one late-stage foundation-builder in a cold sweat. Only two disciples from the Shangqing Sect were able to contain most of the mid-stage and late-stage foundation builders from the six sects.
Really scary.
The ordinary-looking young man glanced at the middle-aged man, muttered something in his mouth, and threw out three purple talismans. Three purple thunderbolts as thick as a bowl flew quickly towards the three late-stage foundation-building monks who were fighting with him.
"Lightning Technique!" The nearby foundation-building monks felt the power of this spell and were horrified.
At the same time, his pair of thunder hammers connected end to end, rotated, and followed the lightning strike. The three late-stage foundation-building monks were first severely injured by the thunder strike and were paralyzed, and then were killed by the flying thunder hammers. .
"Haha, Xiao Hongfei, I will deal with my opponent first this time. Now you are not as good as me, Zhao Jinhong."
The disciple of the Shangqing Sect named Zhao Jinhong looked proudly at the middle-aged man named Xiao Hongfei and said.
When Xiao Hongfei heard this, he snorted coldly. The four diamond circles merged together in an instant. They turned out to be a complete set of four magic weapons. After the combination, the powerful power of the diamond circles swept forward, as if they were being crushed, crushing those few pieces. The magic weapon of a monk in the middle stage of foundation building was knocked away.
Then he destroyed them with one blow and flew towards a late-stage foundation-building monk behind him.
At this moment, the combined thunder hammer sneaked up from behind and killed the late-stage foundation builder first.
The surrounding Foundation Establishment disciples were horrified to see these two people killing Foundation Establishment monks so casually. They wished they had extra legs and stayed as far away from these two people as possible.
When Xiao Hongfei saw the prey being snatched away by others, his face turned cold and he said, "Zhao Jinhong, what do you mean, are you snatching food from the tiger's mouth?"
Seeing Xiao Hongfei's expression, Zhao Jinhong felt quite proud and said, "Hey, this is a battlefield. I dealt with my opponent first, and now I'm here to help my fellow disciples. Is there anything wrong with that?"
Xiao Hongfei's eyes flashed coldly, and he said: "Okay! It's useless to kill these wastes. Why don't we make a bet with something big?"
Zhao Jinhong said with excitement on his face: "What are you betting on? You tell me!"
Xiao Hongfei snorted coldly and said, "Don't you always want the position of Senior Brother in the Foundation Establishment Stage? If you win, I will give you the title of Senior Brother, and I will give in three points when I see you in the future!"
"This is true!"
"I, Mr. Xiao, am right, but if you lose, you must bow respectfully when you see me in the future, plus five thunder spell talismans."
Zhao Jinhong said without hesitation: "It's a deal, but what should we compete with?"
Xiao Hongfei raised his head and looked at the monks in the alchemy stage fighting in the sky, and said with a somewhat fanatical expression: "Let's see who has the ability to hurt the monks in the alchemy stage in the sky, haha!"
After saying that, Xiao Hongfei exuded a powerful aura. Although his mana level was at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, his mana essence was extremely pure and the power he exuded was stronger than that of ordinary Foundation Establishment Dzogchen monks.
Actually, like a monk in the alchemy stage, he flew in the air and joined the siege of the monks in the alchemy stage above.
Zhao Jinhong's face below was gloomy and uncertain. He looked at the enemies in the sky who were besieged by seven sect master uncles. He gritted his teeth and the shoes on his feet glowed, taking him up into the air. He only heard him mutter: " I still have eight thunder spell talismans, and I will definitely take this one as my master."
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