Chapter 2119 Lu Yinger's Determination (Part 1)
"That's right. For the past month, the three factions have struggled to support us, and the comrades who got the news also put aside their past suspicions and rushed forward to help..."
The voice of the big man with bearded beard slowly came to his ears. It is true that most immortal cultivators do not get up early, but it depends on the situation.
For example, in front of them, in the face of evil disasters, monsters from other worlds are eroding their homes, how can the cultivators be greedy for life and afraid of death, they must sacrifice their treasures and rise up to fight.
Because the ancient demon didn't want to be captured at all. Either they were directly drawn out to refine their souls, or they were refined into demonized puppets. The end would be worse than death.
The purpose of the ancient demons is to occupy this world, regardless of mortals or cultivators, they will not let it go, so they have no way out, only to fight desperately.
I don't know how many Zongmen families in Yunzhou have been poisoned by them. Although there are still many left, but they are strong enough, and only the three sects of Baixuan Pavilion can fight the ancient demon.
If they fall, the consequences will be disastrous!
Therefore, since this month, except for the three sects relying on the formation prohibition of the main rudder to deal with the ancient demons, other immortal cultivators, no matter whether they are righteous demons, Confucians, Buddhists, monks of the Zongmen family, or casual cultivators, have tried their best to act like the three sects. Sent to help.
Without their help, the three factions might not be able to sustain it long ago. After all, the demon army is determined to win this time, and the ancient demons sent are too terrifying in terms of quantity and quality.
Even demon cultivators are unambiguous. After all, they are only cultivators inclined to ancient demons, but they are still human immortal cultivators in essence. Unless they break through the clutch and ascend to the spirit world, it is another matter to become a member of ancient demons.
Knowing the whole story, Lin Xuan's mood can be described as impatience, unable to sit still for a moment, and at this time, the old monk's voice came to his ears: "Amitabha, I see that the cultivation of Taoist friends is good. , no one can be spared, fellow daoists should try their best, why not join us..."
However, Lin Xuan didn't wait for him to say more, the ancient demon army besieged Linglong Valley, what happened to the girls?
For a month, under the siege of the demon army, one can imagine how hard it was for them to support.
In case something happens...
Lin Xuan shook his head, definitely not, but Lin Xuan didn't dare to delay, his whole body was covered with green light, where there was no hidden strength, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.
All the immortal cultivators were dumbfounded. Could it be that they encountered ghosts in broad daylight?
After a while.
"Master, what evasion technique was used by that fellow daoist, how can there be no trace at once? Is it the teleportation in the legend, or is it the earth shrinking technique used by the big monk?"
"It's not teleportation, and it's not a ground shrinking technique."
Next to her, the beautiful woman in palace costume shook her head.
"What is that, Madam Qi, what did you see?"
"The other party's speed of escaping light is too fast and amazing, so it feels like teleportation." This woman seemed calm, but her heart was actually churning like a stormy sea.
"Ma'am, are you joking? The light escape is too fast, it looks almost like teleportation. Even the former number one master in the Twelve States of Tianyun, Wangtinglou can't do this." The bearded man was shocked said.
"Whether you refute it or not, Mrs. Ben is right." The beautiful woman in palace attire said seriously, "As for the origin of that senior, I don't know..."
She was able to perceive that Lin Xuan escaped from the light instead of teleporting away. That was because of his special talent and cultivation techniques. In all fairness, if not so many comrades had witnessed it with their own eyes, she would have thought it was a daydream. His escaping light is so fast, how terrifying is his strength.
"Let's go, it's more important for us to help." The old man's voice reached his ears.
At this moment, Lin Xuan's escape speed is much faster than before. At this moment, he no longer cares about saving mana: "Ying'er, Xin'er, you must be safe."
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At the same time, Baixuan Pavilion.
Linglong Valley, a land of geomantic omen, is extremely rich in aura, and the terrain is easy to defend but difficult to attack. With this as the main rudder, Baixuan Pavilion has built it like a fortress with copper walls and iron walls.
However, at this moment, the fortress that seemed to be impossible to break through was crumbling.
Outside the Linglong Valley, the devilish energy was overwhelming, blocking all the exits. The opponent's posture was not only to break through the Baixuan Pavilion, but also to make it impossible for any of the immortal cultivators inside to escape.
This will be a heavy blow to the morale of those cultivators.
The ancient demon leader who commanded the army this time is an existence in the late stage of separation and separation, and there are still several other magic generals in the separation and separation stage, who are determined to win.
As for other ancient demons, there are even more types. Basically, those who came to the lower realm through the wormhole this time can be seen here.
If the 300,000 demon elites still can't take down Baixuan Pavilion, then he might not even have the face to go back.
This does not include the large number of magical beasts and insects they brought, as well as the cultivators who were captured by them, refined into puppets, and transformed into demonized puppets.
Strong soldiers and strong horses are the only words to describe it. The overall strength is far from comparable to Baixuan Pavilion. If it wasn't for the fact that the other side occupies a favorable location, the formations and restraints arranged are really no small matter, and there are those monks rushing forward to help, and they should have fallen long ago. .
But so what, after all there is a gap in strength, Baixuan Pavilion is just lingering at the moment.
No matter how hard they struggle, there is only one ending for them.
This world is destined to belong to their saint race.
The sound of drums reaching the sky came to the ears, and the demonic energy in the sky began to surge violently again. The roar of thousands of beasts, and the chirping of monster insects came to the ears.
Since the soldiers surrounded Linglong Valley, their offensive has never stopped, the difference is only in strength.
And the gathering of generals and drums at this moment indicates that they will launch a full-scale attack.
In Linglong Valley, all kinds of lights are lit up, whether it is a large guard formation or a small restriction, all of them are now opened.
Who would consider the consumption of spar in this kind of life and death.
In the valley, tens of thousands of immortal cultivators sacrificed their treasures and spiritual weapons one after another. Their faces were tired, and many of them were covered with scarves, but they were still full of fighting spirit. There is no way out, these ancient demons are too hateful, if they fall into their hands, they can't survive or die, so it's better to die here in battle, killing one is enough, and killing two is enough to earn.
And in the depths of the valley, there is a piece of buildings like jade towers. Among them, a pagoda is the most eye-catching. It is seven stories high and extremely beautiful. The exquisite pagoda is the most important forbidden place of Baixuan Pavilion. .
At this moment, in the main hall on the seventh floor of the pagoda.
Four beautiful women sat on the ground, and there was no one else around.
The four masters of Baixuan Pavilion, Lu Ying'er, Liu Xin, Wu Yun'er and Ye Ping'er gathered here.
After hundreds of years of being together, the relationship between the four daughters has become as deep as that of real sisters.
At this time, their faces were full of seriousness, the current situation of Baixuan Pavilion is really not optimistic.
"Sister, it has been a month since the ancient demons have besieged the pavilion. Looking at the situation, if the gate is not breached, they will not let it go. What should we do? Have we been guarding here?" Liu Xin said. The voice entered the ears, and there was a bit of anxiety in it.
"Yes, eldest sister, this month, our sect has suffered heavy losses, and when the ancient demons fall, they will soon be supplemented by the army outside. Although there are also comrades from all over the world who come to help, it is just a drop in the bucket. This consumes each other. Going on, the situation is obviously not good for our sect, we have to make plans early." Ye Ping'er also said with a sigh.
The yellow-haired girl in the past is now a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage. After all, compared with the other three girls, Ping'er is younger, but her aptitude is actually the best.
Liu Xin is also a cultivator in the middle stage, but he is not yet at the peak. Xin'er is not working hard enough, but lacks some opportunities and luck... Relatively speaking, the qualifications of Lingen are also a little worse.
As for the other two pavilion masters, Lu Ying'er and Wu Yun'er are superior, they are both monks in the late Yuanying period.
After three days of farewell, we should treat each other with admiration, not to mention that it has been more than four hundred and fifty years since Lin Xuan ascended to the spirit world. The girls have worked hard, but unfortunately no one has been able to enter the separation period, which is why, Bai Xuan The pavilion can't resist the enemy, after all, it's poor in high-end strength. Facing the attack of several magic generals in the separation and reunion period, they can't win even if they swarm up, and can only barely resist with the help of formations.
In this way, there is no initiative at all.
Lu Ying'er's voice came to her ears faintly. She hadn't seen her for hundreds of years. Not only that, but her demeanor became more stable and mature. Several pavilion masters contributed to Baixuan Pavilion's current scale, but she must be The most exhausting one.
His eyes swept across the faces of the three younger sisters, and there was nothing to hide in front of them: "You needn't say it, as the older sisters know, this Baixuan Pavilion may not be able to be kept."
"Sister, why do you say that?"
Both Liu Xin and Ye Ping'er turned pale with shock, while Wu Yun'er looked calm, as if she knew something.
"It's useless to deceive yourself and others. The power of the ancient demon is much stronger than ours, and it is determined to win. Baixuan Pavilion can't last long."
"Then what shall we do?"
"Looking at the posture of the other party, he intends to catch the turtle in the urn, and he will not let anyone go, but the orthodoxy of Baixuan Pavilion must not be broken in our hands." Lu Ying'er's face showed a firm expression: "After all, at the beginning, this pavilion was from the young master. The bestowed Baishantang was developed, if it falls here, it would be too sorry for the young master."
"Um."
The three girls nodded repeatedly when they heard this. Although Lin Xuan's kindness to them was different, in their hearts, they all had god-like existences in their hands and could not be profaned.