Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Chapter 715: Attacking the Boundary Mountain

Song Wen disguised himself as a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, and together with Zhou Siyi, he sailed southwest.

This direction was the direction to the righteous land.

Suddenly, a large spaceship appeared in the distant sky.

The flag hanging on the spaceship prominently depicted a huge Buddhist pattern.

The spaceship of Hunyuan Temple!

Song Wen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he hurriedly controlled the spaceship to land on the ground below to avoid any conflict.

The speed of the Hunyuan Temple spaceship was very fast. It didn't care about Song Wen and the other two dressed as casual cultivators. It flew directly over their heads and headed for the distant sky.

Song Wen looked at the spaceship that was getting farther and farther away. From its speed, it was not difficult to judge that the spaceship was controlled by a Yuanying cultivator.

"The spaceship seems to be heading towards Jieshan. Could it be that Hunyuan Temple intends to take advantage of Taihe and Xiling's serious injuries to launch a surprise attack on Jieshan?" Song Wen thought to himself.

"Sister, this place is not far from the edge of the Lost World Ridge. I will not continue to escort you."

Song Wen handed a silver talisman to Zhou Siyi while speaking.

"This is a small teleportation talisman, please keep it. It may save your life in times of crisis."

Zhou Siyi did not take it, "Junior brother, you should take this small teleportation talisman. I rarely fight with others, so I don't need it."

"I still have it."

Song Wen directly stuffed the talisman into Zhou Siyi's hand, glanced at the sky where the Hunyuan Temple spaceship disappeared, and said.

"Sister, be careful along the way."

"Junior brother, you should also be careful, nothing can be forced."

Zhou Siyi obviously guessed what Song Wen was going to do, and said with concern.

Song Wen nodded, and flew in the direction of the spaceship.

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The spaceship of Hunyuan Temple suddenly appeared, and the disciples of Jiugong Sect on Jieshan immediately became a little panicked.

However, the Jiugong Sect had obviously anticipated this. The mountain protection formation of Jieshan had already been activated, and all the disciples had retreated inside the formation.

A middle-aged male cultivator in the late Jindan stage looked up at the spaceship in the air, and said loudly without fear.

"I wonder which monk from Hunyuan Temple is here? What are you doing in Jieshan?"

Xiaochan's fat figure walked down from the spaceship.

He glanced at the mountain protection formation, his eyes a little gloomy.

This formation is not bad. Even if there is no Yuanying cultivator presiding, it will take some effort to break it by force.

He put his hands together, his face full of compassion, and said slowly.

"Donor Ye Gang, Jieshan is the land of Hunyuan Temple. I came here today only to recover Jieshan. God has the virtue of loving life, and I cannot bear to kill. In order to prevent your subordinates from losing their lives in vain, I hope you can lead your subordinates to retreat, so as to avoid fighting and increasing the killing."

Ye Gang replied with a smile, "Two months ago, the master sacrificed hundreds of thousands of people from the Si family, but he was merciless. Today, he has mercy on the lives of people in Jieshan, and I feel very lucky."

Facing Ye Gang's sarcasm, Xiao Chan's face gradually turned cold.

"You don't know what's good for you!"

Xiao Chan was too lazy to waste time, he turned around and ordered the monks on the Hunyuan Temple spaceship.

"Everyone listen to the order, form the 'Ming Wang Descends to the World Formation', and attack the Jieshan formation. When the formation is broken, kill all the evil demons and crooked ways in Jieshan, and return a bright and clear world to Yishiling."

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of figures flew out of the spaceship one after another.

Among the hundred people, ten were Jindan cultivators, and the rest were all foundation-building cultivators.

They formed groups of ten, surrounding Xiao Chan, making Buddhist seals with their hands and chanting Buddhist mantras.

Xiao Chan stood in the center, as if integrated with the hundred monks around him, forming a battle formation together.

A shadow of the Ming Wang, as tall as ten thousand feet, slowly emerged.

The Ming Wang had a majestic face, eyes like lightning, and a golden glow all over his body.

The shadow raised his huge right hand like a mountain and pressed it towards the formation.

The Jiugong Sect disciples in the formation looked at this devastating giant palm, and their faces changed drastically.

Fear, panic...all kinds of emotions appeared on their faces.

"Boom!"

The golden giant palm fell heavily on the formation barrier.

There was no place covered by the formation around the boundary mountain. Suddenly, the ground shook, and the wind raged. The rocks collapsed, and the grass and trees were torn apart.

What surprised the Jiugong Sect disciples on the boundary mountain was that although the formation barrier was shaking, it did not collapse.

Xiao Chan shouted with a cold expression.

"Continue! I want to see how many palms this mountain protection formation can withstand."

The monks of Hunyuan Temple received the order and formed Buddhist seals one after another and hit into the shadow of the Ming Wang.

It was not easy for them to activate the "Ming Wang's Coming Formation", especially for those monks in the foundation-building period, who could not withstand a few palms.

With the combined efforts of the monks, the shadow of the Ming Wang slapped out another palm.

After this palm fell, the barrier of the formation was shaky and there were signs of collapse.

The monks of Hunyuan Temple cheered up and worked together again to activate the shadow of the Ming Wang to hit out a palm.

Seeing the giant palm falling, the disciples of the Jiugong Sect in the formation showed despair on their faces. Everyone knew that the barrier of the formation would definitely not be able to withstand this third palm.

When this palm fell, it would be the time for them to die, and there would be no chance of survival.

However, at this critical moment, the barrier of the formation suddenly became brighter, as if it was suddenly blessed by a powerful force, and instantly became unbreakable.

"Boom!"

The giant palm fell on the barrier.

The barrier shook slightly a few times, and then there was no reaction.

"Hahaha..."

"Great..."

"It actually... blocked..."

The people of the Jiugong Sect who escaped death all showed surprise after surviving the disaster.

They were ecstatic and excited.

The palm that was sure to win fell in vain, but Xiao Chan's expression was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were sharp, like two cold sword lights, staring closely at the figure that had just appeared on the top of the boundary mountain.

"Haokong! I didn't expect you to be in the boundary mountain." Xiao Chan said coldly.

"Master Xiao Chan, you should take your Hunyuan Temple monks and retreat. Today, you can't set foot on this boundary mountain." Hao Kong said with a smile.

Just now, it was he who took over the mountain protection formation that increased the defense of the formation sharply.

"It's wishful thinking to want me to retreat." Xiao Chan turned his head and looked at the spaceship not far away, and said loudly. "Master, please help me."

The figure flashed, and Fa Yan's figure appeared next to Xiao Chan.

"Xiao Chan, let's attack together. I want to see how many times he, a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, can withstand our combined attacks."

Fayan began to mobilize his magic power, intending to attack the barrier of the formation together with the phantom of the King of Light.

Feeling the vast momentum of Fayan, the smile on Haokong's face suddenly dissipated and became solemn.

Fayan's cultivation level has advanced to the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

However, perhaps because he did not have time to practice in seclusion after his Nirvana, his aura was a little empty.

"Tong Hua, come out. I'm afraid I can't stop the two of them alone."

As soon as Haokong finished speaking, a slender and graceful figure appeared beside him.

This was a female cultivator who looked like a young woman.

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