Chapter 734
"Qingyang!"
Accompanied by a loud shout from the back of Luqiu Mountain, the real Junshan who was shrouded in a black cloak soon appeared in the sky.
He hangs under the light curtain of the Great Array of Protecting the Mountain, and glares at Qingyang Zhenren on the clouds through the great array of light curtains, his withered face is full of gloomy colors.
Since he had to switch to the Ghost Dao Cultivation Technique, Master Junshan has been staying in the secret place of Wuji Sect, and will not easily appear in the eyes of the world. Usually, only Master Wushang can meet him.
However, now, when he found out that Qingyang Zhenren came in person, for the safety of the sect's foundation and the chief disciple, he had to show up to stop the other party's actions.
"Qingyang old ghost, you really want to destroy my Promise Sect inheritance today!"
The very weird-sounding hoarse voice of Master Junshan came from his large black cloak, and his tone was full of resentment and helpless remorse.
Speaking of which, Master Junshan and Master Qingyang belonged to the same generation of cultivators, and both of them were peerless and amazing people that were very rare in their era.
Therefore, since the two of them met, whether it was for their own sects or their own selfish interests, the open and secret struggle between the two of them has never stopped.
Qingyang Master and Junshan Master can be said to be each other's fateful opponents, but in a sense, they are also their partners on the road.
Neither of them obeyed the other, and both of them hoped to strengthen their sect, and at the same time, they both hoped that they could become the first Nascent Soul cultivator in the Lingnan Xiuxian world since ancient times.
Even if his lifespan was about to end, Junshan Master did not lose his confidence. He still felt that he had not lost to Qingyang Master, because although he did not achieve the Nascent Soul Dao, the latter also had little hope.
But when Qingyang Zhenren became a Yuanying cultivator and appeared in front of him, the obsession in Junshan Zhenren's heart was completely shattered.
Qingyang Zhenren, whom he regarded as his lifelong enemy, became the first great cultivator of Nascent Soul in Lingnan Xiuxian Realm, but he himself almost died in order to have a glimpse of the Yuanying Dao, so he had to switch to the secret technique of the ghost way, and he fell into a state of ruin. A terrifying appearance.
The loneliness, jealousy, and unwillingness in his heart can be imagined!
Faced with the questioning of Master Junshan, Master Qingyang's old face immediately flashed a sneer, and said solemnly:
"When your Wuji Sect cultivator attacked my Qingyun Mountain that day, did you ever think that there will be today!"
After all,
He turned his hand down and slapped his palm again, and the huge flame palm fell from the sky, directly suppressing it with an overwhelming terrifying power.
However, at this moment, the black and white spiritual powers in the large light curtain above Luqiu Mountain revolved rapidly, as if an ancient pattern emerged from the light curtain.
When this ancient and mysterious pattern completely emerged, everyone discovered that this pattern was actually a mysterious tortoise shell.
The next moment, the flaming giant palm smashed heavily on the mysterious tortoise shell pattern, and then the entire mountain protection formation of the Promise Sect shook violently.
"Boom boom..."
The huge impact resounded for thousands of miles, causing many Wuji sect qi practitioners on Luqiu Mountain to cover their ears involuntarily, but there was still black blood between their noses and mouths.
Above the heads of these Promise Sect disciples, the black and white ancient tortoise shell slowly revolved, offsetting the terrifying power carried by Qingyang Zhenren's palm.
On Luqiu Mountain, one after another hideous cracks continued to spread down from the top of the mountain, and countless gravels rolled down from the top of the mountain, forming a rolling torrent that washed away countless buildings.
At this time, in a hall in the Promise Sect, the real Wushang sat cross-legged on the center of the great formation, and around it sat several elderly Wuji cultivators, each of whom had reached the realm of fake pills.
Several of them are doing their best to maintain the operation of the mountain protection formation, their faces are very pale, and the large beads of sweat are constantly oozing from their foreheads.
Above the clouds, Master Qingyang looked at the mysterious tortoiseshell pattern guarding the people of the Promise Sect, and a hint of surprise flashed in his turbid eyes.
Obviously, this mountain protection formation of the Promise Sect is far stronger than he imagined.
As a sect that has been standing in the Lingnan Xiuxian world for thousands of years like Qingyunmen, its accumulated sect background is naturally not much worse than Qingyunmen.
At the beginning, the guardian formation of Qingyunmen had reached the peak of Lingnan Xiu Xianjie, the fourth-order peak, so the mountain protection formation of Wujizong was naturally the same, and because of the existence of the mysterious tortoise shell, its defensive power was even better than Qingyunmen. big array.
Qingyang Zhenren looked indifferently at the fallen Wuji disciples in the Wujizong mountain protection formation, and there was no trace of pity in his eyes.
As his mind moved, a black-colored sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the fierce sword energy swept out instantly.
It was the broken fifth-order spiritual treasure in Qingyunmen!
When Master Junshan, who was hiding in the mountain protection formation, saw Master Qingyang sacrifice this fifth-order spiritual treasure, he immediately realized that he couldn't wait any longer, and immediately shouted at Master Qingyang.
"Older Qingyang, are you really going to fight with my Wuji Sect to die!"
Hearing this, a sneer appeared on Qingyang's wrinkled face, obviously he didn't think Junshan's real person had such ability.
But soon he felt a terrifying aura appear, and the feeling of palpitations immediately hit his heart, as if something posed a huge threat to him.
At the same time, Situ Zhangkong, who had been silently watching the situation on the battlefield, also noticed this sudden change in the nine-day gang wind that was separated from Luqiu Mountain by an unknown number of miles.
"I didn't expect it to be a fifth-order talisman with great spiritual loss..."
On this side, Master Qingyang hurriedly looked at Master Junshan with a solemn expression, and his cold eyes quickly landed on the yellow talisman paper in the latter's hand.
This yellow talisman paper looks crumpled, like the yellow paper that can be seen everywhere in the mortal world, but it is this unremarkable yellow talisman paper that makes Qingyang Zhenren's face gloomy to the extreme.
As a Nascent Soul cultivator, he could clearly feel the terrifying aura emanating from this talisman, and its level was obviously higher than the fourth-order high-grade talisman he knew.
So this must be a terrifying fifth-order talisman!
When he saw that Qingyang Zhenren stopped, Junshan Zhenren shouted fiercely again:
"Older Qingyang, if you destroy my Promise Sect today, even if I die, I will fight with you to die!"
Above the clouds, Master Qingyang glanced at the roaring Master Junshan like a ghost, and then looked at the terrifying amulet in his hand with a very serious expression.
The Promise Sect actually hides a fifth-order talisman, which is indeed a big surprise to him.
And this fifth-order spiritual talisman is obviously the same as the black-colored sword in his hand. It is the last hole card in their mutual sect, and usually no one knows about it.
On that day, Master Cangsu relied on an unexpected fifth-order spiritual treasure to support Master Qingyang, and now Master Junshan also has the bargaining chip to resist Master Qingyang with this fifth-order spiritual talisman in his hand.
"Jun Shan, do you really think that with the fifth-order talisman in your hand, this seat will give up today?"
Master Qingyang turned his attention to Master Junshan in the black robe, and said in a cold tone.
Hearing this, a grim smile appeared on the withered face of Master Jun Shan, and he laughed wildly:
"Older Qingyang, why do you deceive yourself here!"
At this time, Master Junshan was still full of courage, and directly confronted Master Qingyang.
Although he knew that Qingyang Zhenren could kill him in an instant, he was also confident that before he died, he would severely injure him Qingyang Zhenren with this fifth-order amulet handed down by the ancestors of the past dynasties.
On this side, Master Qingyang was staring at Master Junshan who had lost his mind, and he was constantly weighing the pros and cons in his heart.
Because Master Jun Shan was hiding inside the Wuji Sect's mountain protection formation, it was difficult for him to kill with one hit, and if he missed, he would leave Master Jun Shan with the reaction time to stimulate the fifth-order magic talisman.
Facing the fifth-order spiritual talisman in the latter's hand, even if he could resist it, he would still be seriously injured, and his strength would be inexhaustible.
If he is seriously injured at this time, it will be a huge blow to the Qingyun gatekeeper, and he will also lose control of the development of the situation, and his careful planning will be in vain.
So he is obviously not worth betting all this with the real Junshan!
Moreover, he hit the Wujizong Mountain Gate this time just to prevent him from sending reinforcements to Tuyang Valley and Jiangmin County, but also to draw out the magic monks who were hiding in the dark.
At this time, he is not in a hurry to attack the Wujizong Mountain Gate. His Qingyunmen can first annex other Wujizong sites, and then gather heavy troops to besiege its mountain gate together.
"Okay... I want to see when this fifth-order spiritual talisman can protect your Wuji sect, and how many spiritual stones do you have to support you in running this mountain protection formation!"
Qingyang Zhenren couldn't help but snorted coldly, and then his figure disappeared above the clouds.
However, at the moment when his figure disappeared, he still did not forget to slap the palm of the mountain guarding formation, and the huge power shook the entire Luqiu Mountain violently again.
Faced with the palm taken when Qingyang Zhenren disappeared, Junshan Zhenren had no choice but to always be on the lookout for another sneak attack by the former.
He clearly knew that although the fifth-order spiritual talisman in his hand could threaten Qingyang Zhenren, most of them would not dare to easily destroy his Wuji Sect because of the avoidance of rats.
But once he is caught by the opponent, he will most likely have no chance to activate the magic charm, and he will die first.
After Qingyang Zhenren disappeared, the entire Luqiu Mountain had been turned into ruins, and the sacred place of Xianjia, which was like a paradise, has long since ceased to exist.
The surviving disciples in the Promise Sect began to clean up the mess in front of them. They sent the disciples who were injured by the backlash of the great array into the medicine house, and then began to repair the collapsed buildings.
"Let the disciples quickly repair the damaged formation base, and the mountain protection formation will be fully opened from now on!"
The real master of Junshan immediately gave an order to the master of Wushang who came.
"Understood, uncle, I have already arranged it!"
On this side, Immortal Wushang's face was still extremely pale. Obviously, it was not an easy task for him to preside over the formation just now.
"Right now, the real Qingyang has blocked the mountain gate, and the sect disciples can't help the front line of Tuyang Valley, and Ye Ming's nephew is still standing there..."
The meaning of the real person Wushang is already obvious. Ye Ming is now isolated and helpless in Tuyang Valley. If he is besieged by the Qingyunmen army, he is afraid that he will be in trouble.
Hearing the words of Master Wushang, Master Junshan couldn't help sighing, and then asked in a deep voice:
"What can you do about the current situation?"
"Now there is another Wang Yuanqing in Jiangmin County. I hope he can lead his troops to support the Tuyang Valley mine. If they combine the strength of the two of them and the protection of the fourth-order formation, they may be able to last longer."
"Right now, we only need to guard the mountain gate, and hold the Qingyang Zhenren, and wait for the rescue of those outsiders to survive this crisis..."
Speaking of which, Master Wushang paused for a while, and finally said emphatically:
"Whether the sect can turn the corner this time, we must still rely on those outsiders..."
Hearing this, the real person Jun Shan nodded heavily, obviously he also knew the key.
If he lost the help of those outsiders, his Wuji Sect would not be the opponent of Qingyun Sect at all. Just being a Qingyang Daoist would be enough to destroy his Wuji Sect.
But now those outsiders have entered a state of retreat, and he does not know when the other party will leave the customs and whether he can catch up with this battle.
So they have no choice but to defend the mountain gate and wait for help!
"I hope this time I can make it through!"
After a long time, Jun Shan said seriously again, his tone full of loneliness.
"Tell the sect disciples to prepare for the battle with all their strength, and prepare to fight Qingyunmen to the death!"
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In the next few days, Qingyang Zhenren attacked the Wujizong's mountain protection formation several times, trying to find out its flaws.
However, the mountain protection formation of the Promise Sect really caused him a lot of trouble. Whenever Junshan Master appeared with a fifth-order spiritual talisman, he had to run away.
And every time the formation base destroyed by him will be restored to its original state by the desperate repair of the Wuji cultivators, and will continue to exert the power of the big formation.
On the other hand, in the face of Qingyang Zhenren's seal and surprise attack, Junshan Zhenren had to be vigilant at all times, for fear that he would be easily beheaded if the opponent seized the opportunity.
And when Qingyang Zhenren blocked the Wuji cultivators in the mountain gate, the expedition cultivators from the Shen family, the Ouyang family and the Baihua Palace were already advancing in the direction of Tuyang Valley.
In addition, some monks from Qingyunmen and the vassal families under their control rushed to Linhai County, and some quietly Chen Bing on the border of Jiangmin County.
All this indicates that a big battle is about to begin!
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