Chapter 984 The Battle to Protect the Sect (2)

Chapter 984 The Battle to Protect the Sect (2)

"The aura of awe-inspiringness is indeed well-deserved." Xu Huanniang snorted coldly and said.

When the disciples of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong first join the sect, they will be given the basic cultivation method of Haoran Qi, which is regarded as the Qi Nourishing Sutra. Before forming the golden elixir, the Emperor Haoran Tianzong requires the disciples to practice it every day. Recite the Nourishing Qi Sutra three times.

Therefore, any disciple who can build a foundation can lay a good foundation and lay the foundation for cultivating the aura of awe-inspiring energy after the golden elixir stage.

Therefore, basically the disciples of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong above the golden elixir stage have cultivated the Qi of Haoran to an extremely deep level. The Qi of Haoran is born from the righteousness of heaven and earth, and contains the power of Yang Gang, which can be used to drive magic weapons and perform various spells. The power can be increased by at least 20%.

It is precisely because the disciples of the Emperor Haoran Tianzong have basically cultivated the Qi of Haoran that the mountain-protecting formation they jointly inspired also carries a strong Qi of Haoran.

It is a pity that although Haoran's Qi has a very good restraint effect on demonic and ghost energy, there are too many opponents. Under endless attacks, although Haoran's Qi broke through the package of demonic fire several times, it was quickly suppressed back. Both sides In a short period of time, a delicate balance was reached again, showing a stalemate.

Within a thousand miles of the Haoyang Mountains, demonic fires of Gang Qi were everywhere, and endless ghosts were interspersed among them. The screams made many low-level disciples of the Emperor Haoran Tianzong feel shaken and their hairs stood up when they heard this.

Yu Lin Zhantian and Feng Qingrou stood on the top of Haoyang Mountain. The other elders had already gone to preside over the mountain protection formation. There were several types of mountain protection formations of Emperor Haoran Tianzong. The culmination of the hard work of predecessors who have cultivated immortality for countless thousands of years.

But what is currently being deployed is the most powerful Taiyuan Eight Extremes Yuangang Five Elements Formation. This formation can use the Eight Gates and Five Elements method, together with the spiritual veins under the Haoyang Mountains, to extract spiritual power from it to strengthen the formation. At the same time, the disciples in the sect can also integrate their own magic power into the formation through the disciples. Not only can they speed up the extraction of earth vein spiritual power, but they can also instill magic power into the formation by holding spiritual stones.

Moreover, this formation can be used by up to 100,000 immortal cultivators at the same time. Therefore, under the leadership of several great monks, many disciples of Emperor Haoran Tianzong are divided into several waves and take turns presiding over the operation of the formation. This way, they can avoid manipulating the formation. The disciples are weak in magic power, but at the same time they can maximize the power of the formation.

"Senior brother, can we get through the difficulties this time? The sect leader is missing and Uncle Fu has not returned yet. Does this mean that our Emperor Haoran Tianzong is doomed this time?" Feng Qingrou looked into the distance. The raging demonic fire enveloped the entire sky, and he couldn't help but speak dejectedly.

"Don't talk nonsense. Since the founding of Emperor Haoran Tianzong, we have gone through countless thousands of years and experienced countless catastrophes, even difficulties far beyond today's. But in the end, we were able to turn disaster into good fortune and prosper again. Believe that we can save the day this time.”

"But..."

"There is no but, Qingrou, as the lord of a mountain, how can you retreat in the face of battle? Since our cultivation, none of us have experienced countless dangers and disasters. We can all survive it, let alone this simple dilemma."

When Feng Qingrou heard this, she suddenly woke up like Hong Zhong Dalu. A trace of solemnity appeared on her face, and a trace of black energy dissipated above her head.

"Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me. Qingrou is mentally unstable and was almost invaded by her inner demons. She lost her original intention and is extremely ashamed."

"Junior sister, you need to train your mind well. It's still short for you to reach the realm of a great monk. When this predicament is over, you'd better focus on practicing in the mortal world."

"What senior brother said is true. Junior sister has learned from it."

When Feng Qingrou heard this, she did not show any dissatisfaction, but showed a hint of shame. She walked to the side of the rock, sat down cross-legged, and calmed down.

Yulin Zhantian was still staring at the void without moving.

Demonic clouds rolled, ghosts loomed, and between heaven and earth, apart from the milky white aura of awe, there was endless demonic fire that enveloped the void.

In the Tiangu Continent, the three major Tianzongs launched a duel that had never happened in countless thousands of years.

The world is filled with sorrow. Whether it is the Emperor Haoran Tianzong, the Jiuying Blood Refining Saint Sect or the disciples of the Beiming Youdu Tianzong, they all understand that this battle is related to their own life and death.

Once one's own side is defeated, then the opponent will inevitably face never-ending clarity in the future. This kind of thing has not never happened in the history of Tiangu Continent.

There is never any talk of surrender in the war between sects. It is completely different from the grudges between individuals. For sects, once they make up their minds to attack another sect, they must be determined to kill them all, otherwise Once the opponent counterattacks, he will be the one who destroys the clan.

Everyone was in high spirits, some formed a large formation with their fellow disciples, and some fought independently, all trying their best to launch their strongest attack.

The mortal city thousands of miles away was actually filled with blood and fire. Endless barbarian soldiers dressed in various strange costumes, holding weapons of various shapes, roared and rushed towards the mortal city.

The soldiers on the city wall were shouting, and at the same time, soldiers were climbing up the stone ladder from inside the city to the city wall.

In the city, countless people also felt this murderous atmosphere, but there were also many people who looked at the sky in the distance with horror on their faces, which was filled with dark clouds like ink, and flickered from time to time in the dark clouds. There were balls of dark red flames.

Occasionally, a ball of white light would explode in the dark clouds, but it would soon be submerged again.

"That's the direction of the Fairy Mountain. Could it be that the Fairy Mountain has also been attacked by demons?"

"I heard that countless barbarians have gathered outside the city. They are attacking our city crazily. Could it be related to the demons attacking the fairy mountain?"

"Hey, before the fairy mountain is in chaos, the mortal world will be in chaos first. A few months ago, these barbarian armies had already arrived at the city. But a few months ago, they seemed to have suddenly received an order to attack. They attacked desperately. I heard that several of the defenders in our city had been killed. Thousands of them.”

"I'm afraid it won't be long before you and I will have to climb up the city wall and fight the barbarians desperately."

"There is nothing we can do about it. Once the city is breached, we will have no way to survive. Instead of doing this, we might as well fight with them."

"Yes, I heard that once the barbarians break through the city, the first thing they do is massacre the city and rob the women."

...

In the Red Stone Valley not far from Qingshan Villa, a black light flashed, and three figures appeared silently.

These three figures are all wrapped in pitch-black robes. It can be vaguely judged by their body shapes that they are all women.

The man in black robes in the middle walked slowly to a hut, his body trembling slightly. Suddenly, she saw half of a decayed stone tablet on the side of the hut.

There were several large characters engraved on the stone tablet. When she saw the writing on it clearly, her delicate body trembled suddenly.

But soon a black mist flashed through, and the three figures disappeared without a trace.

In the Qingshan Villa, an old man in a green shirt had a sad look on his face, and on the square behind him, there were hundreds of immortal cultivators standing. Most of these immortal cultivators were in the Qi refining period, and there were only a dozen or so in the front row. People are in the realm of foundation building stage, and in front of these dozen people, there are still several golden elixir monks standing.

Beside the old man Qingshan, there were two other people, a tall monk in his forties, and a woman wearing a silver hairpin.

"Everyone, our sect's holy land is being invaded by the devil and the ghost sect. It is already very critical. As one of the 360 ​​annexes of the Emperor Haoran Tianzong, we have no reason to sit back and watch. Today we will go Haoyang Mountains, rush to support the sect and fight to the death with the Demonic Way and the Ghost Sect."

"Fight to the death."

"Fight to the death."

Although most of the disciples from other courtyards had low cultivation levels, they immediately became filled with indignation when they heard that the sect's holy realm was being invaded by demons and ghost sects.

Of course, there were also worried expressions on some faces.

No one is a fool who can embark on the path of immortality and become an immortal cultivator. They also know very well what it means to go to support the sect's holy realm this time.

The war in the world of immortality is extremely fierce, and the chance of survival for low-level disciples like them is extremely slim.

But they also know that they absolutely cannot retreat at this moment. Of course, even if there are a few people who have thoughts in their hearts, they will not show it on such occasions.

The old man in green shirt looked at the indignant expressions of everyone, and showed an expression of relief on his face.

He waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

After everyone was quiet, he spoke: "It's a long way to the Haotian Mountains this time. The three of us will set off first. Chen Lun, you lead the disciples from other courtyards and rush from behind. Be careful on the way. There may be demons and demons. People from the Ghost Sect ambushed."

"Respect the decree of the law." Upon hearing this, a middle-aged Jindan monk in his thirties who was at the front of the crowd bowed and saluted, and replied.

"Junior brother, junior sister, we should set off."

The old man in green shirt greeted the two people beside him and was about to start his escape technique.

Suddenly, a dark cloud appeared in the distance, and countless ghost figures rushed out of the dark cloud. These ghost figures flickered onto the square almost as soon as they appeared.

Before the old man in green shirt and the two Nascent Soul cultivators made any move, they saw three black shadows flash past. The black shadow in the middle stopped directly, while the two black shadows beside him flickered slightly. It was like a ghost that shuttled among the many other disciples.

And at the moment of shuttle, each person actually separated into three black shadows. In a moment, it seemed that countless black shadows were wandering in the square.

It sounds like a long story, but actually it only happened in a moment.

"Boohoo" Countless black shadows gathered into two again, flashing to both sides of the standing black shadow, and stood still.

"Bang bang bang" Hundreds of disciples from other courtyards, even the Golden Core Stage and Foundation Establishment Stage monks in the front row, fell one after another.

Their faces were all green and black, and their eyes were glazed over. It was obvious that their souls had been annihilated, and their bodies and minds were completely destroyed.

"Youluo Soul-Destroying Palm?" The expression of the old man in blue changed. At this time, he and the two people beside him came to their senses. With a wave of his sleeves, a large piece of white light shot out, covering the three of them.

At the same time, he opened his mouth, and while the white light flashed, several white lights shot towards three black figures.

The white light faintly carried a Yang Gang Qi, which directly shook away the ghostly Qi shrouded in front of the three black figures.

The three black shadows were like a dream, and they actually retreated toward the back with a series of afterimages, retreating tens of feet away in an instant.

The left and right of the three black shadows suddenly took a step forward, ghost energy gushing out from their bodies, and each formed a ghost head several feet in size, and let out a silent roar.

He saw two huge ghost heads about to pounce on the old man in green shirt.

The black shadow in the middle suddenly stretched out two slender hands, a black light flashing in the white, and the two palms were printed on the backs of the two ghost heads almost at the same time.

"Puff"

Accompanied by two muffled groans, the black robes on the two black figures suddenly fell apart, and each spurted out a mouthful of blood, revealing two pale-faced women.

The two women had expressions of disbelief on their faces and turned to look at the black figure behind them.

They never dreamed that their companions who lived together day and night would attack them from behind.

Not only the two ghost sect women, but also the three old men in blue were confused. Of the three women in front of them, the one in the center had the highest realm. Like himself, they were all in the late Nascent Soul realm, and The two women beside him were in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

The same goes for the three old men in green shirts. They were evenly matched at first. He thought they were going to experience a tough battle.

Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened, and they themselves started fighting among themselves first.

"Why are you?"

"summer..."

Just as the two opened their mouths to question, a cloud of gray gas suddenly exploded from their chests. After rushing out of the bodies of the two women, this cloud of gray gas condensed into a huge black shadow with a ferocious head, then roared and disappeared. not see.

The eyes of the two women also froze for an instant, and then they fell to the ground, completely losing their voice.

"Why did you do this? Are you a friend or an enemy?" The old man in green shirt did not relax his vigilance. He drove the retracted flying knives and kept spinning around him. As long as the person in front of him showed the slightest hint of hostility, he would not let go. Take action without hesitation.

When the woman heard the words, she did not make a sound. After a moment of silence, she slowly opened the black mask on her head, revealing a pale but stunningly beautiful face.

The blush on the woman's eyebrows was so conspicuous that the old man in blue suddenly stiffened when he saw the woman.

"You...are you Old Man Xia's daughter?" The immortal cultivator's photographic memory ability instantly reminded the old man in green shirt of the woman's origin.

But he never imagined that Old Man Xia's daughter, who lived alone in the Red Stone Valley all her life, was still alive and had become a late Nascent Soul cultivator at the same level as himself.

After understanding the origin of the other party, he also smiled bitterly in his heart. After discovering this woman's talent, he tried every means to prevent her from practicing, just because he was worried that she would stray into the ghost world in the future. With her peculiar physique, I was afraid that she would Will become a generation of demons.

Unexpectedly, she was still unable to stop her. She still practiced the ghost method, and also practiced the ghost magic power - Youluo Soul-Destroying Palm.

The old man in green shirt suddenly felt like fate was playing tricks on people.

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