"It seems that you still don't know your situation! You can't even protect yourself, but you still want to protect others?" Lao Jiu's cold tone contained a murderous intention.
"Let you see what the real difference is. How dare a human ant dare to fight against an immortal?" As soon as Lao Jiu finished speaking, an astonishing gust of wind erupted from his body.
The trees on the entire mountain peak were blown by the wind, and tiles flew up from the attic. Everyone below lowered their heads and covered their eyes. Some people's kneecaps were broken, and their faces were distorted in pain.
They also wanted to lie down, but their bodies were imprisoned. Even if their legs were broken, their bodies could not move. They could only grit their teeth and endure the severe pain.
Ancestor Ling Qiu was doing better. An invisible sword energy surrounded his body, cutting the strong wind left and right so that it could not hit him.
The disciples of the sect were so scratched that they covered their eyes and their bodies were teetering in the air, but they still persisted desperately.
Because they know that once they stop instilling power into the formation, the formation will inevitably stop, and it will be difficult to start the formation again. Ancestor Ling Qiu will also be in a dangerous situation, so the power cannot be constant!
"Is this the power of immortals? What a powerful fluctuation of Yuanling! It seems that there is no escape this time. However, you immortals, don't look down on people too much!" After the ancestor Ling Qiu finished speaking decisively, he stretched out his hand to hit himself hard. At the position of his heart, a strange sound of his heart stopping and beating again resounded throughout the mountain.
reverse!
This is a self-destructive move used by immortal cultivators when facing the danger of death. Once it is reversed, the consequences will be inevitable death of the soul and soul, and it cannot be stopped. In exchange, it will be the limit of strength. How long it can last depends on Depending on everyone’s ability to bear it!
Ancestor Ling Qiu's body suddenly erupted into red air waves, which collided with Lao Jiu's strong wind, forming two storms.
"Desperately? You are not even qualified to fight with me!" Lao Jiu smiled jokingly, not caring about his opponent's reversal at all. He waved his whisk, and golden circles flew to his head.
A huge golden formation appeared in the air. The golden formation covering the entire mountain range was carved with various strange patterns. In the middle was the black and white full moon of the Bagua formation.
Under the powerful light, Patriarch Lingqiu, who was in the Sword Art, quickly raised his hand with his sword, and a loud buzzing sound resounded through the sky.
Ancestor Ling Qiu's body was surrounded by two blood-red crossed sword auras. The moment the golden light shone on his body, his body was unable to move, and at the same time a terrible squeezing feeling came.
"Not good! Ancestor is in danger!"
Seeing the golden light squeezing more and more terrifyingly, cracks appeared in the sword energy barrier protecting Ancestor Lingqiu, and all the disciples changed their hand gestures at the same time.
The sword battle formation spewed blood-red sword energy, condensed into a huge red flying sword in the air, and struck Lao Jiu directly on the head.
"court death!"
"Nine-turn Divine Thunder!"
Lao Jiu maintained the formation above his head and could actually continue to use other immortal methods. The sky was suddenly shrouded in dark clouds, the stars and the moon disappeared. There was a loud bang in the dark night sky, and a huge lightning pierced the sky, covering the entire sky. The mountain peaks are rendered golden.
A terrible force came from the clouds, and countless huge lightning bolts as thick as a person suddenly struck down. These disciples maintained the formation and were unable to move, and they immediately became targets.
"ah!"
A scream was heard, and a disciple was chopped into ashes. The disciples around him were shocked, but Lao Jiu's response was not fear, but an angry look and gritted teeth, wanting to tear him apart.
Bolts of golden lightning fell from the sky with a loud bang. Each attack would turn a disciple into ashes and die.
"Stop it!"
Ancestor Ling Qiu gritted his teeth and rebuked angrily. He roared to the sky, and the Yuanling aura burst out from his body, trying to break the golden light restraint. However, he only opened up a small wide space and was immediately squeezed in again.
"Old thing! Die!"
Lao Jiu said sternly, and the golden formation rotated, making a rattling sound. The middle of the formation opened to the left and right, and a golden spear extended from it.
"Ancestor!"
The disciples who were too distracted to take care of themselves did not take their dangerous situation seriously. Instead, they were worried about the safety of Patriarch Lingqiu.
"Country fellows, it seems it's time to repay the sect. Are you afraid of death?" The Great Protector was on the big tree below, with a look of determination in his eyes as he sighed slightly.
"Don't call me a country bumpkin, you idiot. Do you think we are afraid of death? The sect saved us from fire and water and gave us too much. Isn't it just death? I have never been afraid of death!" Being called a country bumpkin The middle-aged masked man finished speaking his heroic words and clenched his fists, obviously ready for sacrifice.
"Brother, if I had known I would have married you today and given you ten or eight children, there would be no regrets in dying like this. Thinking that you are over six hundred years old and still the same... I feel... for you... "The woman with twin ponytails and daggers stared at her elder brother with a look of regret.
"Shut up! You bitch! You are telling me the secret that I have hidden for so many years! I am shameless and have some dignity!" The Great Protector could not wait to yell at this woman, and actually revealed his most important secret. .
"Ha ha……"
The other two laughed even more after hearing this. This may be the last time they laugh like this, because they are ready to sacrifice.
The golden spear flew through the air, targeting the immobile Ancestor Lingqiu. Seeing this, the four of them burst out with astonishing Yuanling power almost at the same time. They actually reversed the situation in exchange for more powerful power, and fought with death. That spear attack.
They did this without hesitation. They only had one idea, that is, with their current strength, they would never be able to stop the spear. In order to save Ancestor Lingqiu, they had to reverse course to have a glimmer of hope, so they had to do this Do.
Just when Lao Jiu was thinking that the other party would definitely die, four figures suddenly flew up from below and stood in front of Ancestor Ling Qiu.
"You...get out of the way! You can't stop me!"
Ancestor Ling Qiu did not expect that at this most dangerous time, the four guardians would rush out at this time, and all of them would reverse his heart pulse. He knew that the four guardians were desperately trying to save him.
"Ancestor! Let's help you!" As soon as the Great Protector finished speaking, the four of them made seals at the same time, and rays of light shot up from their bodies into the sky. The four barriers merged into one, and they moved forward directly.
The ten-meter-long golden spear flew through the air. When it hit the barrier, it didn't even resist it for a second and broke directly through the middle.
"not good!"
The reaction of the four people was not slow. The Great Protector directly grabbed the spear with his hands, but the terrible impact made him unable to grasp it at all. He actually used his chest to push it.
The spear passed through his chest, but even so, he still vomited blood and grabbed the spear with his hands, trying to stop it.
"Brother! Damn it! Let's go together!"
The other three people were also fearless and used their bodies as shields. The spears penetrated the bodies of the three people, and they all tried their best to catch them with their hands.
Only then did the spear change its trajectory and shoot directly from the side of Ancestor Ling Qiu. However, the spear changed from gold to blood red and was stained with blood.
The four guardians fell down at the same time like kites with broken strings. There was no pain on their faces, only smiles of relief. Seeing this, Patriarch Ling Qiu looked angrily and shouted sadly, "Ling Ying Guardian! You... you... are so stupid!"
"You don't overestimate your capabilities! Do you think you can save this old thing like this?" Old Jiusen no longer held back his hand under his cold face. He waved his whisk, and the light of the formation suddenly became even brighter.
Three spears appeared in the middle, their power increased exponentially, and they were directly locked on Ancestor Lingqiu. He said coldly, "I want to see who can save you, old man, this time!"
One spear had such terrifying power, and now it turned into three spears at once. Even if Ling Qiu's ancestor was extremely capable, he would not be able to resist them.
Moreover, he was imprisoned in the air. Even if there was no spear attack, he would not be able to hold on for long. He looked at the disciples who were chopped into ashes by the divine thunder.
"sorry…"
He silently said these three words, because he knew that at this moment, he was unable to defend himself. This time, he was really going to die. If he died, these disciples would not survive. These three words, "I'm sorry," were a warning to everyone. Disciple said.
One of the leading disciples said calmly, "Ancestor, you don't have to say sorry to us. The sect is kind to us. It was you who taught us and allowed us to embark on the path of cultivation. It was the sect that cultivated us carefully, and we are what we are today." , Disciple has no retribution, even if we die today, we will fight these so-called immortals to the death!"
The ancestral hall on the mountain behind the sect is where the previous sect leaders and respected elders of the Lingtian Sword Sect rest. At this moment, incense is burning inside, but hundreds of people have gathered.
"Dad...I won't leave...I want to stay..."
"Mom...what will you do if we leave?"
"Dad, will you come with us too?"
"Shut up, you are so willful at this time! Just leave when I tell you, don't ask so many questions!"
Various sounds of reluctance came from inside. Ling Jian stood at the front and turned around and said in an unquestionable tone, "You are our hope. You can't die here with us. This magic circle can only send twenty people away. This is already the end of the world." It’s the limit, we don’t have time!”
Ling Feng, the son of the great elder, did not say a word. He clenched his fists with great reluctance. He knew that his departure was the end of farewell. At this moment, he hated the so-called immortals extremely.
"One day, I want you to make you so-called immortals pay the price!" He secretly swore in his heart, but his eyes were bloodshot and tears couldn't stop falling. He looked back at his parents.
The Great Elder did not have any fear of dying. Instead, he showed a kind smile and said, "Feng'er, take good care of your sister. She is too simple and doesn't know how to think about anything. If Ling Chen, a brat like Ling Chen, dares to bully Ling'er, Just beat him up for your father and don’t give the sect master any face.”
The second elder only had two granddaughters. His son and daughter-in-law died early. He raised both granddaughters by himself. He walked over and gently stroked the hair of two girls in white dresses who looked fifteen or sixteen years old. .
"Ting'er, Yue'er, after you leave here, you have to listen to Ling Ao in everything, and you can't be naughty anymore." Just after the second elder finished speaking, Ling Jian said decisively, "There is no time, hurry up, activate the formation and send them away." !”
This formation was handed down from ancient times and has always been carved here. Even they don't know where it can teleport people.
Moreover, the activation of this formation requires a huge price. Ten people must be injected with Yuanling at the same time, and half of their life span must be consumed.
Of course, if you don't practice the Lingtian Sword Art, then injecting more Yuan Spirit will be in vain. Because the cost is too high, this formation has never been used in so many years.
The sect leader's wife sighed and said, "Chen'er left at the right time. If he comes back and sees the sect in this state and we are gone, how will he face and bear all this?"
"He is our son. I believe he can carry it through. But I didn't expect that he even stole the thing. He must have gone..." Ling Jian stopped talking mid-sentence.
In order to allow the formation to be transmitted faster, twelve elders plus Ling Jian and his wife injected Yuan Ling at the same time, and bursts of golden light bloomed in the ancestral hall.
A circular ancient formation appeared in the sky, emitting blood-red light. The immortal who flew over was stunned when he saw this scene and said, "Huh? People in the lower world actually know about this kind of teleportation formation?"
He didn't stop them because it was no longer necessary. Even if he tried to stop them at this time, it would be too late. There were about twenty people missing inside, but in his opinion, it was no big deal if a few escaped.
It is indeed necessary to eradicate the roots, but in his opinion, this is not the case. No one has ascended in Yuanling Continent for hundreds of years. Even if they can ascend, they will know it as soon as possible and just wipe it out when the time comes. With their power in the fairy world , it is very simple to do this.
Behind the old man lay corpses one after another. It could be described as a river of blood and corpses strewn across the field. His whisk was filled with blood at the moment, dyeing it from white to red.
He slightly raised his hand and waved, and a strong wind blew up, instantly overturning the entire ancestral hall. Ling Jian and others formed defensive formations at the same time, and managed to withstand the strong wind, but the ancestral hall was flattened by the blow. .
The sand was rising all around, and many trees were blown straight up from the ground. The old man chuckled and said, "Well, I will give you a choice. Kill yourself in front of me. Maybe you will die a little more happily."
"I, a member of the Lingtian Sword Sect, have never been afraid of death. Even if I die today, it will definitely not be suicide!" After Ling Jian finished speaking, a white light flew out of his chest and transformed into a flying sword. It was a top-notch spiritual weapon.
The other elders and others were holding various magic weapons and flying swords at the same time. They all knew that this battle was inevitable and there was no chance of winning. However, they did not back down and had prepared for the worst, which was death at most.
