Chapter 536 Welcome
But it was said that the ghost sea thunder disaster lasted for half a month, with thunder dragons shining one after another, and finally dispersed at the end of the month, the thunder clouds disappeared and the rain disappeared.
However, the dark clouds hanging over the Fire Sect had only just begun to gather.
Blazing City has long been on alert.
Several foundation-building families also made preparations early.
However, other monks in the city left the big city at the foot of the Fire Sect Mountain as if fleeing for their lives, or moved to Fangshi further away, or plunged directly into the deep mountains and forests.
In short, they have no intention of advancing or retreating with the Fire Sect.
early morning.
Rumble.
The deafening sound awakened the monks who were in trance.
"There's going to be a war!"
The loud noise awakened the silent mountains, forests, towns and cities.
The monks did not dare to stop and look at the huge ship sailing in the clouds.
The monks who came with swords flew up and down like bees surrounding a hive. Compared with the battleship that broke through the clouds and mist, the monks looked like tiny magic weapons flying in mid-air.
Coercion is secondary, and the haze that envelopes people can't help but feel frightened.
The battleship passed over Fangshi, shocking the monks into panic.
But there was not only fear in their eyes, but also excitement, excitement, and eager greed. Coming from the sky was a group of battleships, one medium-sized spirit boat and seven small-sized spirit boats.
The medium-sized spirit boats are under the banner of Lianzhen Sect, while the small spirit boats belong to three families.
There are three ships of the Lianzhen Sect, two ships each of the Houtu Sect and the Jade Sword Sect, all with the Jindan Patriarch on board. There are more than thirty foundation-building monks and thousands of Qi-training disciples in total.
Fire Sect Jindan stood in the sect's formation, with fierce and hostile eyes in his eyes, and said softly: "What is supposed to come will always come."
"Ancestor, what should we do?"
The head of the general affairs hurried over, his face full of worry and sorrow.
The Fire Sect's strength is not strong to begin with, and now they have to face a combined attack from three sects. The formation will not be able to withstand it for long, and will be broken in a month at most.
"I have asked Tianpeng Sect for help."
Upon hearing his ancestor's words, the head of the general affairs department's eyes lit up.
"But it should be impossible to catch up. The Tianpeng Sect will not care about a request for help from a small sect that is not an affiliated sect of theirs. What they say nicely is actually just making the rule-abiding people more observant." Zhou Wensong said.
"Now we can only rely on ourselves."
Zhou Wensong said in a deep voice: "Activate the magic circle with all your strength, summon the disciples to form a battle formation, activate all four spirit boats, and use the spirit boats to block the enemy when necessary. I will fight for a chance of survival for the disciples."
After speaking, Zhou Wensong turned into a rainbow and flew to the top of the formation, looked directly at the visitor and shouted: "Lianzhen Sect has long wanted to unify Yunji."
"Our sect is the weakest, so we will naturally be the first to be targeted. However, due to the original regulations of the two top sects, and the fact that the remaining two sects did not dare to act so blatantly, that's all."
"Hitting the weak against the weak will only benefit the strong. Xu Zhao and Zhang Dezi, you two have lost your heads!" The roar was like a war drum vibrating in the roaring wind, carrying With Zhou Wensong's questioning and anger.
Houtu Sect Xu Zhao smiled and said: "The black demon came to the world a month ago. Zhou Wensong, you have been controlled by the demon and massacred the foundation-building monks for no reason. Our trip is just to eliminate demons and defend the Tao to uphold justice. What does it have to do with other people's Lianzhen Sect? It is only in our deepest sense of justice that our fellow Lianzhen Sect members can help us.”
"Zhou Wensong, hand over the black demon, and we can easily punish the Fire Lie Sect." Zhang Dezi of the Jade Sword Sect said loudly.
The old cultivator of Lianzhen Sect laughed and said: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, your Fire Sect has done many unjust things, poisoning monks and oppressing living beings. We are taking action solely for the sake of those Foundation-Building monks who were killed by you and the living beings oppressed by your Fire Sect. !”
Zhou Wensong was furious.
Roared: "You fart!"
"If you want my treasure, I'm afraid you won't have the life to come and get it. Come if you have the ability. Even if I die, I will have to drag you along as my support." Zhou Wensong shouted and ordered: "Disciples of the Fire Sect, listen to the order and form a battle formation. Follow me to resist foreign enemies."
"Disciple, obey orders."
"Here."
"If you want to fight, let's do it."
"..."
The twelve foundation-building monks of the Fire Sect liberated the cornerstones of the formation, and even disassembled the large-scale combined magic weapon on the spirit boat and installed it inside the mountain gate. The spiritual stones were piled into the furnace of the large-scale combined magic weapon as if they were free of charge.
People are going to die, what else do they need spiritual stones for now?
Don't think that what they have to face is just the monks of the three sects. Those casual cultivators who usually look miserable will turn into wild beasts during the war, and they will look fierce and want to eat something from the disciples of the sect. What.
"kill!"
The large magical instruments on the spirit boat group were charged with energy after burning the broken spirit stones. The monks who had already formed a battle formation to assimilate with the spirit boat's aura sacrificed their magic power to charge the other large combined magical instruments of the spirit boat.
Colorful beams of light shine.
The flaming projectiles exploded in the sky.
Gray smoke turned into clouds.
…
The Fire Sect monks who were in the mountain-protecting formation were pushing the large combined magic weapon.
The two 'Sky Strikes' are under the control of the Fire Sect's cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, second only to the ancestor of the Golden Pill. Qi training monks with the same source of mana are transmitting mana.
boom.
Boom boom boom!
The magic beam passed through the formation and struck the crystal light shield of the spirit boat. The spirit boat, which was unable to dodge, could only resist. Fortunately, there were enough spirit stones, and the monks cooperating with the formation were all in peak condition.
"It turns out that this is an ordinary sect attack." Hatannai Tushanjun said calmly.
Now that I think about it, his way was too wild. Whether it was to destroy the Red Wu Sect or the later Blood Evil Sect, it all relied on personal strength. If the strength was slightly weaker, there would be no way to achieve it.
He didn't look down on the low-level monks, he also walked through such precarious situations. Moreover, their advance and retreat were well-established, and their offense and defense were orderly, which was even better than the battle of defending the mountain commanded by Tushanjun.
It's a pity that they are not strong enough.
The death of his third apprentice did not make Tu Shanjun sad for long.
He didn't dare to immerse himself.
Everyone can live without their belief in immortality, but he cannot lose it. This is all hope and the driving force that supports him to move forward, so there is not much time for him to remember it.
He just felt that he was not strong enough.
Tushan Jun is not used to accepting his fate.
"Sell your Yin Shen to me, and I will help you defeat the enemy." The slightly hoarse voice sounded in Zhou Wensong's ears again.
Zhou Wensong looked solemn, but he still didn't let go. He didn't know what the consequences would be.
In fact, he still has awe and hope for Da Zong in his heart. If...if Tianpeng Zong receives his letter asking for help and pays attention to it, maybe there will be a turn for the better.
Although this hope seems extremely slim.
Half a month later.
The Fire Sect's disciples were extremely exhausted from the continuous battles.
What's even more frightening is that most of the sect's resources have been consumed. Maybe it won't be long before the formation is breached, and then it will be a collision of hard power.
Those were three golden elixir masters, more than thirty foundation-building monks, and thousands of Qi practitioners.
In a head-to-head confrontation, they have no chance of winning.
Even with the blessing of the battle formation, once the battle formation breaks down, it will turn into a fight. No, with more than three times the opponent's strength, they will only be trapped and killed at the mountain gate.
Zhou Wensong, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the Fire Sect's main hall, slowly pulled out the flying sword and placed it flat on his legs: "The Fire Punishment Sword weighs seven pounds and six taels. It is made of fire cloud stone. It is a low-grade magic weapon. It will accompany me in battles for hundreds of years. Killing is pointless.”
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the shattered sect-protecting formation in the sky. The fragments flew away like starlight. Zhou Wensong flew into the sky with his dodge light and shouted: "Kill!"
The five fingers formed a clasp, holding the fire sword.
Flip your wrist to control the flying sword in front of you.
When the formation was shattered, the spirit boat battleship group completely broke into the Fire Sect's mountain gate, and the monks who were swarming towards them poured in one after another. Even the casual cultivators who had been hiding and watching in the distance were all red-eyed.
"kill!"
The three golden elixir ancestors who were stationed in the spirit boat took to the air to surround the Fire Sect's golden elixir. The monks on the spirit boat took action one after another, either forming formations to suppress them, catching each other in a fight, or pursuing them with swords.
For a moment, spells flew around, figures danced, you chased me, blood spilled in the sky!
The monk who fell from the sky was not completely dead yet. Their tenacious vitality allowed them to move even with a hole in their chests, but they had more air coming out and less air coming in, so they could only live for a little longer.
…
"ah!"
Zhou Wensong spat out two mouthfuls of blood. He hated himself for his poor understanding. He had not yet understood the Dharma Domain in the middle stage of the Golden Core. The inheritance of the Fire Sect was not as good as that of the big sects. Even if the disciples of the big sects had average qualifications, they could get mediocre results by practicing the techniques. jurisdiction.
Now there is only one way to reverse the defeat, and that is to self-destruct the golden elixir and Yin Shen.
One of these three people must die, preferably the old cultivator from the Lianzhen Sect, so that the strength of the three sects can be brought to an equal level, and the Fire Sect can still survive in the cracks.
Once he self-destructs, not to mention whether the mountain gate will be blown to pieces, at least he will no longer have the possibility of survival, and even the true spirit will dissipate completely, cutting off his thoughts of reincarnation.
He was at the end of his strength, and even if he didn't blow himself up, he would die from being surrounded by three people.
"Even if I die, I will have someone to support me!"
"not good!"
"Zhou Wensong is crazy."
"..."
"Go back quickly!"
The three golden elixir masters were so frightened that they fled in a hurry. If they were caught, they would be seriously injured. Not to mention sharing a piece of the cake, if they were not cut like cakes, they would have to burn high incense. How could they dare to stay?
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please listen to my explanation."
"Death!" Zhou Wensong yelled and hugged the old cultivator of Lianzhen Sect tightly.
At the moment when the golden elixir seal was turned, a dazzling light exploded in the sky, and the huge explosion ripples violently threw out the two small spiritual boats around it.
The two golden elixir masters did not escape the influence, and they looked pale and vomited blood.
When the light dissipates.
A black sun hung in the sky.
"Heavy treasure!"
Xu Zhao and Zhang De had this idea in their minds at the same time, and they advanced instead of retreating.
At this time, he didn't care about his own injuries.
The two were about to snatch it, but they found a figure appearing in front of the black sun before them.
The man was dressed in white, with a feather crown tied up in his hair. He stood barefoot in the air. He felt no pressure or aura at all, just like an ordinary mortal.
However, the two of them still stopped to escape in shock.
Xu Zhao had the courage to shout: "Who are you and what are you doing here?!"
The man in bare feet and white clothes did not look back.
He looked at the Xuhun banner in front of him and said with a smile: "I am here to welcome back the Supreme Elder of my sect."