Chapter 157 Death Is Coming

This is the death disaster of Xuan Dan.

Not counting Huo Ming, four of the original nine supreme elders of Xuan Dan Sect have fallen, Fu Canghai, Fu Xuanxu, Su Changkong, and Jiang Zhan.

Su Changkong was killed in Hanyang Mountain in Taibai County, Jiang Zhan died in battle a few months ago, and this time the Xuandan Sect survived in death, causing Fu Canghai and Fu Xuanxu to die in battle.

When Han Yi heard the gathering news, he fell silent.

This is the world of immortality, the cruel world of immortality.

Among the Supreme Elders who died in the battle, he had the closest relationship with Fu Canghai. When he met Gu Zhijing outside Nanhuai City, it was Fu Canghai who took action. After that, Fu Canghai also gave her away. A set of daggers, Tiandu daggers.

Han Yi has the closest relationship with Kowloon shops.

Unexpectedly, Fu Canghai also died in this disaster.

Han Yi's heart was cast by a shadow.

Even the Golden Core Stage cultivators have lost nearly half, not to mention the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators.

"Junior Brother Han, how are your injuries?"

A voice pulled Han Yi out of his chaotic thoughts. Han Yi looked up and saw that it was An Xin.

This senior brother who was second on the Earth Ranking of Qinglong Peak in the past had completed the foundation building after returning from the Cave Heaven Trial and became the elder of Qinglong Peak.

In today's fight, Han Yi saw that he was in trouble and wanted to help, but was targeted by Tianhun Sect Yu Ming. However, an elder who was free later joined An Xin's battle group and joined forces with An Xin to fight. Enemies killed.

"It doesn't matter, the injury to the soul can only be healed slowly."

At this time, Shen Ping also walked out, and An Xin and Han Yi both called 'Senior Brother Shen. ’.

Shen Ping nodded and said to Han Yi: "The wounds of the soul cannot be healed overnight. Han Yi, you go back to the courtyard first. If there is a mission call, I will call you."

Han Yi nodded, turned around and left no longer.

After he left, An Xin opened her mouth, but the words came to her lips, but she didn't say them out.

Shen Ping seemed to know what he wanted to say. He paused and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother An, now that the sect is in danger, everyone, whether they are in the Golden Core stage, the ordinary Foundation Establishment stage, or the monks who have just broken through the so-called Foundation Establishment stage , all need to contribute to the sect, this is inevitable. "

"Presumably, Junior Brother Han can also understand."

"You also go back to the courtyard first. I'll call you if anything happens."

After saying that, he turned and left.

An Xin sighed and left helplessly.

On the other side, Han Yi, who walked out of the Qinglong Palace, raised his head and saw a brilliant spiritual light changing. That was the Zhoutian Xuangang Formation. This fourth-level formation was now fully operational. To enter or leave the sect, one needed to have Elder's permission.

Then, without hesitation, he left quickly.

After returning to the courtyard and activating the dual formation, Han Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did he have something on his mind and sink his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the consciousness sea space, the soul sitting cross-legged opened his eyes. Thanks to the previous consumption of the soul pill, the pain in Han Yi's soul was no longer so strong.

He looked at the gray-white air ball floating not far away. It was left behind after killing Mo Wen's soul with the nine-handled soul sword. Han Yi made a light move, and the gray-white air ball was swept away by him. Swallowed into body.

The next moment, he seemed to be watching a movie that spanned decades. The protagonist of the movie was Mo Wen.

After a while, Han Yi completely destroyed Mo Wen's memory, and after absorbing the information about the Blood God Sect, the knowledge and experience of cultivating immortals, he discarded all the dregs and perverted interest in killing.

This is not seizing the body, but absorbing the energy of the soul fragments, and reading the memories hidden in the soul fragments. It is similar to the soul search technique. However, in the sea of ​​consciousness space, this kind of absorbing the memory of the soul fragments is the instinct of the soul.

in turn.

If Han Yi's soul is destroyed by Mo Wen's soul, then Mo Wen's soul will devour Han Yi's soul, digest Han Yi's memory, and then sit in the consciousness sea space.

Then by constantly devouring the chaotic energy around the consciousness sea space, and gradually blending it in, it can replace it, making this physical body, including the consciousness sea space, mistakenly think that Mo Wen's soul is the master.

In this way, it is seizing the body.

After digesting Mo Wen's memory, Han Yi opened his eyes and felt a sense of sadness.

"The Blood God Sect, Tianhun Sect, including some casual cultivators and immortal cultivating families who came here after hearing the news. This time, the Xuandan Sect will not be spared."

In Mo Wen's memory, the number of monks stationed in the first five immortal cities was less than half of the number that besieged Xuandan Sect this time, and among them, the masters of two sects were not present.

in memory.

After seven days, all the monks will gather together and launch an attack on Xuan Dan Sect.

Among them, there are fourteen Jindan monks. Of course, according to the information Han Yi has, three of them have been killed by the Xuandan Sect in today's battle. However, the Xuandan Sect also sacrificed two supreme elders. Death, one seriously injured and one slightly injured are a huge price to pay.

In other words, after seven days, eleven Jindan stagers will attack and kill Shangshanmen. After these eleven Jindanzhenren, there will be nearly 170 Foundation-building stagers and countless Qi-training stagers, who will come like a tide. Xuan Dan Sect was destroyed and reduced to rubble.

If there is no miracle, Xuan Dan Sect will be dead.

Han Yi was confused, stood up, walked out of the quiet room, walked out of the courtyard, and walked to Qinglong Cliff.

He has forgotten how long it has been since he came to Qinglong Cliff. When he just broke through the seventh level of Qi training and moved to Qinglong Peak, he still liked Qinglong Cliff very much.

He fixedly looked ahead. The sea of ​​clouds was no longer gentle. It was torn apart by the formation. The aura flickered, containing a fatal crisis.

"The path to immortality is long, but I can walk it alone."

At this moment, Han Yidao's heart was clear and bright as a mirror.

He turned around and left Qinglong Cliff, arrived at Qinglong Palace, found Shen Ping, and told Mo Wen the memory of attacking the mountain in seven days, and Shen Ping nodded.

"Junior Brother Han, we already knew this news half a month ago."

"The Tianhun Sect released this news to cause panic among our disciples and weaken our willingness to resist."

"However, this is destined to be wishful thinking. All the disciples of our Xuan Dan Sect, united as one, will die together with our sect."

Shen Ping's face glowed, Han Yi was slightly startled, and silently exited the Qinglong Palace.

After a while.

He returned to the courtyard, sorted out the magic weapons in his storage bag, and then suddenly thought of something, and took out a black token from a hidden corner of the quiet room.

There are two sides of the token. One side says 'Sui' and the other side says 'Zhu'. This token is a key. It is the key to the mysterious place in the Luo family's spiritual field in Daofu City. If you want to escape, Of course this key cannot be pulled off.

That's right, Han Yi has already prepared for his escape after the Shan Po Sect is destroyed.

The Taoist heart is like a mirror, illuminating his path to immortality.

After putting away his things, Han Yi returned to the quiet room and continued to practice the Nine Layers of Soul Tower.

It is a pity that Yu Ming of the Tianhun Sect was completely reduced to the Five Decline Qi by his own soul skills, and could only be wiped out with the energy of chaos. Even a trace of memory could not be glimpsed. Otherwise, those soul skills would still be very fragrant. of.

In the space of the sea of ​​consciousness, Han Yi was sitting cross-legged, with an illusory soul tower appearing above his head. The soul tower was the highest, continuously absorbing the gray and white chaotic energy at the top of the sea of ​​consciousness, turning it into soul energy, and pouring it into the soul.

This is Han Yi's soul cultivation method after the Nine Layer Soul Tower and Han Yi's soul are integrated into one.

Three days later, his soul had recovered 90%.

Five days later, Han Yi's soul had completely recovered.

For others, the recovery of the soul is extremely difficult, but Han Yi is different. His sea of ​​consciousness has expanded eighty-eight times. These expanded spaces contain the energy of chaos. Through the nine-layer soul tower, he can These chaotic energies are quickly transformed into divine soul energy.

For him, the divine soul is the soul tower, so its introduction is naturally no problem.

Six days later, Han Yi was fully prepared early in the morning. He walked out of the courtyard, went down to Qinglong Palace, and arrived at Xiaolingxu Peak. He found that Zheng Hai was not in the courtyard. He asked the newly resigned peak master of Xiaolingxu Peak, and all he knew was that Zheng Hai was not in the courtyard. Zheng Hai had already come down from the mountain less than half a month ago. Like other inner and outer disciples, he took up the mission and ran around Nanyang County, killing the enemy. As for whether he was alive or dead, no one knew.

Han Yi was silent for a moment, then stood up with his sword and returned to Qinglong Peak. After thinking about it, he didn't go to find anyone else.

In the Xuandan Sect, he did not have many acquaintances due to years of hard training and seclusion. Zheng Hai went down the mountain, and presumably others also came down. Even if he did not go down, finding them now would be useless. Going down the mountain at this time would be courting death. Only after the mountain gate can no longer hold on and is breached can we escape.

Walking into the Qinglong Palace and entering the place belonging to the elders, Han Yi walked to a certain position in the courtyard and realized that there was no quiet room courtyard for him yet.

Generally speaking, elders who are promoted from the inner disciples of Qinglong Peak will be assigned to Qinglong Peak.

The new elder has an exclusive cultivation quiet room in the Qinglong Palace, with a small courtyard attached behind the quiet room. After all, the Qinglong Palace is the core of the fourth-order spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy in each elder's quiet room is of the highest concentration. Extremely high, this is one of the benefits that elders can enjoy.

However, Han Yi had only been promoted to the foundation building stage not long ago, and as soon as he came out of seclusion, he encountered the ringing of nine bells. The Xuan Dan Sect was facing a disaster, and the Qinglong Palace did not even have time to prepare a corresponding room for him.

Just when Han Yi turned around and was about to leave, a voice came into his ears.

"Junior Brother Han."

Han Yi paused, turned around, walked a dozen steps forward, opened a door, and stepped into a quiet room.

In the quiet room, Bai Wanqing sat cross-legged on a futon, wearing a mysterious robe, her face was stunning, her silver bun was no longer in her hair, her black hair was hanging down and scattered around her shoulders, giving her a unique style.

"Senior sister Bai..."

Han Yi originally wanted to call him Elder Bai, but then he remembered that Gu Yu said that after being promoted to the foundation building stage, he can be called senior brother and senior sister.

Bai Wanqing's face was slightly pale, but her eyes were as bright as stars and she looked at Han Yi with a smile on her lips.

"Junior Brother Han is not weak. When he met the monks from the Tianhun Sect, even Gu Yu was severely injured and fell into a coma. But Junior Brother Han could survive. I really didn't expect him."

Han Yi shook his head slightly: "It's just a fluke."

Yes, in the battle with Yu Ming, if Yu Ming did not pull all the chips into Han Yi's consciousness sea space, but used ordinary magic to slowly figure it out, Han Yi would not be able to kill him so quickly. The possibility of failure is not impossible.

On the battlefield, everything is changing rapidly, especially when encountering monks with a higher level than himself. Han Yi did not feel complacent, but instead learned from it.

Only someone as cunning as the old monk he faced at the beginning, capable of careful attacks, real escapes, and fake self-destructions would be able to live longer.

The old monk really taught him a lesson.

"Senior Sister Bai, tomorrow the Heavenly Soul Sect and the Blood God Sect will attack the mountain together. At that time, Senior Sister Bai must be careful. If something cannot be done, you might as well retreat down the mountain."

Han Yi thought about it for a moment, and then expressed his truest thoughts.

Bai Wanqing is Luo Yunzhou's master. When he was trapped in the mysterious place of the Luo family's spiritual field, it was Bai Wanqing who spoke out and preserved his courtyard.

This is a favor.

Han Yi should have reminded her emotionally and logically.

Bai Wanqing frowned, and then a look of realization flashed across her eyes.

"Junior Brother Han, you have just established your foundation not long ago. There is one thing you should not know."

"Before the nine bells rang, the sect actually held a meeting of elders above the foundation-building stage. There were two voices at the meeting. One was to resist to the end and fight to the death."

"The other was to temporarily abandon the Xuandan Mountain Gate and move away, or to Ganzhou, or to Daqin, or to Dayong. If it really doesn't work, you can go to Nanjiang, Beimang, and Donghai."

"At that meeting, Xuandan Peak was closed, and the sect master did not show up. It was Uncle Fu who convened many elders and held it in Qinglong Palace."

"In the final vote, 70% of the people wanted to fight to the death, and only 30% wanted to move away."

"So, we had the following raid on the five immortal cities, trying to break the siege and fight our way out."

"However, as you can see, in this operation, Master Fu and Master Fu died in battle, and about 30% of the other foundation-building period died."

"Although we also killed many of the other side's golden elixir foundation-building, we did not let them retreat."

"This fight has entered a white-hot stage, and both sides can no longer retreat."

"However."

Speaking of this, Bai Wanqing paused.

"However, at the meeting, we also reached an agreement that we would fight to the death before the mountain gate was breached, and after the mountain gate was breached, we would flee separately."

"We even agreed to gather in eight places after going down the mountain, and then go to Daqin together to re-establish the Xuandan Sect in the Daqin Immortal Kingdom."

When Bai Wanqing said this, she looked up at Han Yi again.

Han Yi suddenly realized.

This is reasonable. Not everyone is like Gu Yu and Shen Ping, who dare to die with the sect.

There is great terror between life and death. This sentence is useful for mortals and cultivators.

If it is really a situation of death, I believe that there are still very few cultivators who can persist in going to death.

Han Yi thought of Shen Ping's words. It seems that Shen Ping is one of the people who insist on fighting to the death.

He nodded to show that he understood.

"Finally, Junior Brother Han, you need to remember that the cultivators of Qinglong Peak agreed to meet in Fengyan City, Ganzhou."

Bai Wanqing's meaning is also very clear. She actually has no confidence in Xuandan Sect. At this time, she is just waiting for the arrival of the final decisive battle.

The two chatted for a while, mainly Han Yi asked and Bai Wanqing answered.

"Brother Han, you are at a disadvantage. You have just been promoted to the foundation-building stage, and you have to immediately engage in the fighting of the foundation-building stage. You are facing cultivators who are stronger than you."

"In this regard, the sect really owes you."

"However, the sect is in danger, and we can no longer spare manpower to do anything for you. Tomorrow... Well, take care of yourselves."

Bai Wanqing was in a low mood.

Han Yi stopped disturbing her, nodded solemnly, and left the room, walked out of the Qinglong Palace, and returned to the courtyard.

After receiving this news from Bai Wanqing, the last stone in Han Yi's heart has fallen. He is no longer worried and waits for tomorrow to come.

Worrying about his immortal path, even if he has already established his foundation, his heart is still uneasy.

A sleepless night.

The next day.

At noon.

Outside the mountain gate of Xuandan Sect, fifteen cultivators stood in the void somewhere.

In the front, there were three cultivators.

If Yuan Shun were here, he would be able to recognize who these three cultivators are.

The current leader of the Tianhun Sect, Feng Wusheng, is at the eighth level of the Golden Core.

The current leader of the Xueshen Sect, Jiang Yichuan, is at the ninth level of the Golden Core.

One of the seven strongest immortal cultivation families in Shuzhou, with talisman making as the family inheritance, the head of the Shou family, Shou Rong, is at the eighth level of the Golden Core.

"Fellow Daoist Shou, please, according to the agreement, the Zhoutian Xuangang Formation has been destroyed and the Xuandan Sect has been broken. The Shou family will choose half of the sect's classics, and the sect's secret library will be yours."

Jiang Yichuan stood with his hands behind his back, with a blood sword on his back. His face was calm, but his eyes suppressed a certain emotion. Once this emotion erupted, the sky would collapse and the earth would split.

Shou Rong, the head of the Shou family, was a sixty-year-old man with white eyebrows and long beard, and he was filled with immortal spirit. Hearing this, he nodded and took out a few jade boxes from his sleeves, which floated in front of him.

His eyes were in pain, but he also knew that there was no turning back. According to the agreement, the Shou family only produced the talisman. After the formation was broken, the Shou family would be able to share the classics and the secret library without the Shou family's help.

He was not interested in the secret library. What he cared about was the classics of the Xuandan Sect.

For the Shou family, due to some reasons, the talisman making had reached a bottleneck and was subject to greater constraints. Then, practicing alchemy at the same time was a way out. As for whether this way was feasible, he would know after trying it.

Shou Rong opened the jade box. There were two dark talismans and one purple talisman in the jade box. He took out a dark talisman, pinched the talisman lightly, activated the magic power, and the talisman flew into the air and directly attached to the Zhoutian Xuangang Formation.

Then.

There was a huge thunder, which fell from the sky and struck the Xuandan Sect's protective formation.

The Zhoutian Xuangang Formation shook.

In the Xuandan Sect, hundreds of high-quality spirit stones in the core formations on the nine inner peaks were repelled and shattered on the spot.

However, there was a deacon on duty in the core formation. When he saw the spirit stone shattered, his face changed drastically, and he immediately embedded the spare spirit stone into the formation.

However, the terrifying thunder in the sky above Xuandan Sect also fell into everyone's mind, making everyone tremble.

"This, this is a third-level spirit talisman, the Nine Spirit Falling Immortal Talisman."

"After all, it's here."

"After more than twenty years of worrying, today I can finally have a good fight."

"You are the only one who is dead, so why should you be afraid?"

There were nine inner peaks and more than a hundred outer peaks. Countless monks stood up with a bang. Above the foundation stage, even their royal weapons soared into the air and shook their heads.

Fighting spirit, determination, killing intent, anger, despair, helplessness, regret, timidity, confusion...

Countless emotions emanated from the entire Xuandan Sect, and this emotion was as strong as substance.

Han Yi stood up with his sword, his eyes flashing.

For him, the outcome of today's battle has been decided. What he has to do is to break through, break through, and break out again while the mountain gate is breached.

After listening to Bai Wanqing's words, he no longer felt any psychological burden.

Just as everyone was startled, another bolt of thunder struck down and hit the Zhoutian Xuangang Formation.

Han Yi was horrified. The aura of destruction contained in this thunder was the same as the one just now. It was a third-level spiritual talisman, the Nine Yuan Meteor Immortal Talisman. The Tianhun Sect was so willing to do so. These were two third-level spiritual talismans, and the third-level spiritual talisman was , enough to deal with Golden Core Stage monks.

Not finished yet.

A stronger purple thunder then fell on the protective sect formation with flashing spiritual light. This thunder was huge and terrifying, about ten times more powerful than the previous two.

Fourth level spiritual talisman, Taiqing Purple Thunder Talisman.

Click.

In an instant, the unknown sound of spiritual stones breaking could be heard everywhere inside and outside the Xuandan Sect, even within the Xuandan Peak. Then, the sound of breaking began to spread to the center of the formation.

In Xuandan Peak, countless formation holes that penetrated deeply into the ground were damaged one after another.

Outside Xuandan Peak, the nine-colored brilliance flashing all over the sky was extinguished in an instant.

The fourth-level formation, Zhoutian Xuangang Formation, is broken!

same moment.

Outside the Xuandan Sect, many golden elixir and foundation-building monks who were hidden in the void appeared and swarmed in. Although there were only more than a hundred people in total, the aura exuded by these people made everyone in the Xuandan Sect There is a feeling of impending disaster.

Death is coming.