Chapter 154: Golden Light Peak

With the killing of the black streamer, the pressure on Cangming Mountain suddenly decreased. The garrison commander of Cangming Mountain immediately saw the opportunity and shouted: "Open the formation, kill the enemy!"

It is not good to always be beaten without fighting back. Now is the right time to fight back.

The formation was opened, and the Cangming Mountain monks with a belly full of resentment rushed out with a rumble. At the same time, many Haotian League monks who were watching the situation nearby also swarmed in. Under the pincer attack, it took only half a day to repel the Wanmo Ridge monks who came to attack the Cangming Mountain station.

With the support of Cangming Mountain, many Haotian League monks entered the Cangming Mountain station together, and the protective formation was reopened. For a time, the defensive power of the station increased greatly.

In this way, if Wanmo Ridge came to attack the station again, Cangming Mountain would have the power to resist.

Not long after the start of this battle, the black streamer had already quickly gone away with the purple thunder power.

Until now, the two garrisons of Cangming Mountain did not know who came.

After a series of inquiries, they got the answer.

"It's this person?" The garrison officer looked confused, "But... isn't this a medical practitioner?" He remembered that he was seriously injured a few years ago, and the headmaster took him to the Bixue Sect in a hurry to find this person for treatment. This uncle's healing method was very good. She recovered from that kind of injury in just three days. It is said that her medical skills are ranked first in the entire Bingzhou cultivation world. I don't know how many people have been saved by her medical skills.

He was really confused!

In the black light, beside the graceful figure, purple thunder kept flashing, turning into countless tiny thunder whips, whipping her body.

Although she had tried her best to control the number of people killed, the punishment of the heaven was no joke. The purple thunder had great destructive power and corrosiveness. Ordinary cultivators would be in great pain if they were touched by it. But at this moment, she was wrapped in the thunder, but she seemed to be fine, without any pain.

Her eyes looked forward, and she flew with all her strength, faster, faster!

In front of her, Lu Ye was riding Amber and fleeing in a panic. A figure was chasing him from behind. In mid-air, this person pointed a finger and crushed in the direction of Lu Ye.

The other party looked relaxed and carefree, as if he was crushing an ant.

A huge spiritual finger appeared above Lu Ye's head and pressed down quickly. He was the ant that was crushed!

Amber moved left and right, but still couldn't avoid the opponent's attack range. When the spiritual finger was pressed, Lu Ye roared and activated the defensive spiritual pattern, which was above his head.

Even though he kept urging his spiritual power to maintain this defensive spiritual pattern, he could not resist the opponent's attack. With a crackling sound, the defensive pattern was broken.

Lu Ye instantly felt as if he was being pressed down by a mountain, and Amber under him roared and fell to his knees.

Unable to breathe, his chest was heavy, and just when Lu Ye felt that he was doomed, he suddenly heard the sound of clanging swords, followed by a roar: "The sword madman from the Northern Xuan Sword Sect?"

The pressure on his head disappeared immediately. Lu Ye turned his head and saw that a man in green had appeared beside him. He could not see the man's appearance because he had his back to Lu Ye and was holding a long sword.

"Is the Northern Xuan Sword Sect going to intervene too?" The monk from Wanmo Ridge who was chasing him shouted angrily, and his voice was obviously a little fearful.

"Let's go!" The man in green was obviously not a talkative person, and he said softly to Lu Ye.

"Thank you, senior brother!" Lu Ye thanked him and hurriedly fled.

Beixuan Sword Sect, if I remember correctly, is one of the top ten first-class sects in Bingzhou. Yu Xiaodie had told him this before.

Not long after running, there was a fierce battle behind him, and the sound of swords whistling was endless!

After checking the map, he was getting closer and closer to the Cangming Mountain Station, but the further he went, the greater the resistance he encountered. Lu Ye didn't know if he could successfully reach the Cangming Mountain Station, but he had no choice now. Even if there was a sea of ​​fire and swords ahead, he could only bite the bullet and go through it.

Fortunately, the Haotian League was very strong. Whenever a strong man that Lu Ye could not resist appeared, there would always be people from the Haotian League to take over and resist.

Half a day later, Lu Ye was forced to stop at a peak. This peak was extremely strange, as if it was cut in the middle by someone with a knife. The entire peak was cut flat, and the peak was barren, without any vegetation. All the trees, flowers and plants only grew to the position below the peak, as if there was an invisible boundary there, blocking all life.

On the ten-point map, it is marked with Jinguangding.

This is a mountain with a name. There are so many mountains like this in the wilderness that it is difficult to count. Generally, there is no exclusive name. At most, it is marked with the name of an entire mountain range, such as Qingyun Mountain where Lu Ye first settled. There are actually many peaks there, and the Baifeng Mountain he passed by is also like this.

In this comparison, such a very special mountain seems a bit unusual.

It is rumored that the terrain here was created by a peerless strong man who uses a knife, but the strongest in the entire Lingxi battlefield are those who practice the ninth level of the heavenly level. Even if these people are ten times stronger, they can't create such a spectacular wonder.

How Jinguangding was formed is always a mystery.

At this moment, more than a dozen monks from Haotian League surrounded Lu Ye in the middle, and monks from Wanmo Ridge gathered from all directions.

It has reached a dead end and there is no escape.

Although the strength of the Haotian Alliance cultivators is not weak, there are many people on the other side. After the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge cultivators surrounded this place, they were not in a hurry to take action. Instead, they continued to send messages to the outside world.

As the information spread, the news spread that Lu Ye of the Blue Blood Sect was trapped at the Golden Light Summit. The monks from the two nearby camps rushed here one after another, and a battle broke out while they were still halfway there.

"Everyone, we can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, I'm afraid no one will be able to leave." A burly body cultivator shouted loudly.

"Then kill out!" someone echoed.

"It's not difficult to just kill them out, but I'm afraid it won't be possible to protect this little Taoist friend of the Jade Blood Sect."

"Then what should I do? Are you waiting here to die?"

"It's impossible to wait for death. Before you die, you must drag a few of them along with you."

"Boy, are you afraid of death?" someone asked Lu Ye.

"Afraid!"

The person who asked the question was speechless for a moment, and Lu Ye was so confused that he didn't know how to answer the question.

"But I don't want to wait for death here." Lu Ye slowly drew his sword: "I am grateful to all of you for your support today. Ten Thousand Demon Ridge is targeting me. Please break out of the encirclement. I will try my best to keep up." , if you can’t keep up, don’t worry about my life or death.”

A slap hit Lu Ye on the back of the head, and the burly body cultivator said: "A fifth-level person, you are just trying to show your prestige, you won't be able to die before we die!"

He took a deep breath, and his already burly body suddenly expanded in a circle. His muscles were clearly defined and he stood tall. His blood was boiling and heat waves were rolling. He spurted two streams of hot air from his nostrils: "We're about to break out, follow us. Tighten up!”

Someone told Lu Ye: "Don't die. If you die, Ten Thousand Demons Ridge will win this battle. If this is the case, I will not rest in peace until my death."

This dispute continues to this day. Many monks in the Haotian Alliance are no longer too lazy to pay attention to the grudges of the previous generation. In their thoughts, they simply cannot let Ten Thousand Demon Ridge win. As for the price they have to pay for this, ...On what day will no one die on the Lingxi battlefield? Even without this conflict, Haotian Alliance and Ten Thousand Demon Ridge would still be fighting fiercely every day.

"Kill!" With a roar, everyone, led by the body cultivator, broke out in one direction. In that direction, many Wanmoling monks immediately retreated. At the same time, a series of spells came from that direction.

The leader's body withstood the attacks of those spells and rushed forward like a mad cow. The many Haotian Alliance monks following him used their methods and tried their best to break through.

However, this time the breakout failed in the end, because everyone had to face not only the pressure from the front, but also from other directions.

After a moment, the people who rushed out more than ten feet were suppressed and came back. Almost everyone in the group was injured, but Lu Ye, who was gathered in the middle, was unscathed.

"Come again!" The physical cultivator roared and changed direction to break out. In that direction, a group of Haotian Alliance monks were coming to kill them. As long as they could join up with them, they would have a high chance of escaping.

However, as time went by, more and more monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge gathered, and the group of monks from the Haotian Alliance who came to kill were also divided, and they fought on their own!

Lu Ye and others were suppressed in place, unable to move. Of the original dozen people, there were only less than ten left!

The blazing flames burned, but it was several practitioners standing in mid-air who activated the spell. Although the practitioners were dressed differently, they all had a flame on their foreheads that seemed to be burning. They were obviously from the same family. , following their actions, fire dragons jumped from the air and attacked directly towards the leading body cultivator. Although the body cultivator tried hard to resist, he was still covered in burns and bruises.

Everyone's eyes showed despair, and their bodies were seriously injured, so they had no hope of breaking out.

The fire dragon rose again, baring its fangs and claws. Those legal cultivators obviously wanted to completely solve the problem of physical cultivation. Without physical cultivation in the way, Lu Ye and others would be nothing but fish on the chopping board.

"What...do you...want to do to my little junior brother?"

At this critical moment, a suppressed and angry voice suddenly came. Even on this extremely noisy battlefield, it still reached everyone's ears clearly.

When the first two words were spoken, the voice was still quite far away, but when the last word fell, the man was already approaching.

The black stream of light rushed past, wrapped in the power of lavender thunder, and rushed directly in front of the cultivator who was performing the Fire Dragon Technique. The speed was beyond imagination.

The expression on the cultivator's face changed, and he quickly turned around and fired a fire dragon at the intruder.