Chapter 1318 The clash between Baise Sect and the Sun Family (Part 2) (Please subscribe, please book
One can imagine the shock caused by a monk from the same source, a late-stage Nascent Soul, a middle-stage Nascent Soul, and an early-stage Nascent Soul, all from the same source. Just the impact of breath can be imagined.
The barren mountains have poor spiritual power, and occasionally only one mountain range has third-level and second-level attributes. On weekdays, except for a few casual cultivators who are in the foundation building and golden elixir stages, they pick elixirs and hunt monsters. Apart from this, very few Nascent Soul stage monks showed up.
Occasionally, someone would appear, but in most cases, they would just pass by, and they would never appear in such a majestic way.
The Great Lord of Baise Sect who is sitting here is dressed in a red robe, showing off his exquisite figure to the fullest. At the same time, against the red background, he shows an extra style. With his cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, combined with There is a fleeting, vague look of fear on his face, which makes people fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.
"I come from the Sun family. Isn't it true that you are the only one in charge of Baise Sect's headquarters?"
Out of absolute confidence in his own strength, Sun Mingsheng did not hide anything about his origins and identity, and spoke openly and straight to the point.
Sun Mingsheng himself also knew nothing about the internal situation of Baise Gate, which was currently in the latent stage, so he naturally looked puzzled.
"How did the Sun family discover this place? During these days, except for buying spiritual objects necessary for practice, they never went out."
"The fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, but the disaster caused by her intrusion was completely repaid on my body?"
The Baise Sect's great master's face turned blue and white, which was quite ugly, but the look of determination on his face was clear.
"Don't misunderstand the three Taoists. I'm just cultivating here. I'm not a Baise Sect monk. It's just that the inheritance I practice is somewhat similar to that of the Baise Sect. Please don't misunderstand me, Taoist Sun. It's better to go to the cave." Let’s talk about it, this little girl is good at dual cultivation, how about inviting fellow Taoists to enjoy the bliss in the world?”
There is a seductive look on the words and face, and every movement is gentle, with endless charm hidden in it.
Various inheritances emerge in endlessly in the world of cultivation, and the charm skills practiced by female cultivators are naturally not a few. However, as straightforward as this is, it is obviously not the characteristic of the Baise Sect. For a time, the three members of the Sun family The Nascent Soul stage monk who claims to be well-informed could not help but fall into momentary hesitation and contemplation.
It is these little hesitations that are the only way to survive for the female cultivators in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. With their light rotation, rose petals-like existences left the shackles of the red robes and turned into streams of light surrounding the three cultivators. , and at the same time, the petals suddenly burst open, and layers of white corrosive ash completely submerged the three of them.
This great master of the mid-stage Nascent Soul of Baise Sect continued his efforts. Thousands of leaves the size of willow leaves were hidden in the white ashes, turning into palm-sized willow leaf flying knives. They were divided into three parts, and Sun's family was killed. The three Nascent Soul stage monks from the family surrounded and cut away.
These willow leaves with serrations on both sides should be produced from some kind of high-quality spiritual plant, and they are also a one-time attack method.
Of course, relying solely on the seemingly large number and menacing willow leaves in front of them, the threat to the three Nascent Soul Stage monks of the Sun family was naturally not too great. At most, they only caused some simple skin injuries due to lack of timely response.
But the female cultivator, who was originally full of flattery and temptation, took the opportunity to turn into a stream of light. With the help of a handkerchief-like fourth-level mid-grade flying fake spirit treasure, she turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance and fled. For the Barren Mountains The foundation of Zhongnuo University was also decisively discarded, focusing on the principle of leaving green hills without worrying about running out of firewood.
She is naturally very clear about the functions of these willow leaves. Perhaps her only goal in sacrificing these willow leaves is to delay as much time as possible.
"It is true that she is a witch from the Baise Sect. All the records in the jade slips are true and correct. They will not hesitate to investigate for their own lives. A group of junior monks have no influence on them."
"However, a female cultivator from the Baise Sect in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, trying to escape smoothly through some shameful means is really a bit fanciful."
Facing the overwhelming willow leaves and flying knives, Sun Mingsheng didn't take it too seriously. What really made him angry was the Grand Master of Baise Sect who had chosen to escape due to a moment of inattention.
Of course, the final result of this battle has been determined long ago. The Sun family, which has an absolute advantage in numbers and strength, has no worries about failure. The only difference is the price to be paid to achieve the final goal.
"Three flavors are really fire, burning"
Sun Ming opened his mouth and spat out a stream of rich flames. It was the three-flavor true fire that he had cultivated for more than a thousand years. However, compared to the relatively condensed attack methods in the past, the flames that appeared in front of him at this time were overwhelming and turned into A wall of crimson hot fire blocked the three of them.
Whenever these overwhelming willow leaves tried to get close to the three monks of the Sun family, they were burned by sudden flames and completely lost their original state, reduced to withered leaves with no traces left. value of common willow leaves.
As for the ashes mixed in the willow leaves, Sun Huafeng took out an ordinary gray cloth bag, which contained fake spiritual treasures that were 70% or 80% similar to the most common low-level storage bags in the world of cultivation.
With the support of sufficient mana, the mouth of the bag swelled and floated in the air, and thick tornadoes continued to pour out of it.
Under the effect of the tornado, the ashes in the sky not only failed to stop the enemy as they should, but became fist-sized balls under the obstruction and gathering of the wind, and fell into the hands of Sun Huafeng.
"Uncle Twelve, nephew will go ahead and capture this demon girl from the Baise Sect. Please take charge of the battle."
Sun Mingsheng and Sun Huafeng each performed their duties. After eliminating the interference from the outside world, Sun Caiwu turned into a stream of light and took the lead. Before the words floating in his ears were finished, his figure had disappeared.
It happened so fast. In fact, all this happened only between the flashes of lightning and fire. The aura of the middle-stage Yuanying Dazun of the Baise Sect was still within the lock range of the three cultivators of the Sun family. As long as there was no external force intervening, there was no need to worry about the possibility of escape.
Sun Caiwu's cultivation has reached the peak of the sixth level of the Nascent Soul, and he is only one step away from the threshold of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul and the late Nascent Soul. His overall strength is naturally far beyond the ability of the Baise Sect's Nascent Soul Middle-stage Great Venerable to directly match and stop him.
"Hua Feng, this is at least a branch of the Baise Sect. Go and kill all the main remnants and collect all the spoils."