Chapter 237 The Last Strength of Qingyang Sect

Qingyang Mountain's mountain-protecting formation is worthy of being a fourth-level mid-level mountain-protecting formation. Seventy or eighty thousand monks take turns taking turns day and night, and they have not been able to break through it even after three months of fierce attacks.

Fortunately, after continuous attacks, the spiritual energy in the spiritual pool on Qingyang Mountain has been exhausted, and spiritual stones can only be used to replenish the energy of the spiritual pool.

If this continues, they may not be able to sustain it for long.

"It can't be delayed any longer."

In the void, Jiang Linglong said with a solemn expression.

Although low-level monks can still be used to consume some of the Qingyang Sect's foundation, it will be very troublesome if Patriarch Xu leaves the seclusion early and personally activates the attack formation.

Although the monks of the Qingyang Sect are constantly counterattacking with the help of formation protection, they have never mobilized the mountain protection formation to attack the low-level monks.

This is because Patriarch Mo cannot bring out the power of the attack formation and is unwilling to waste the power of the formation.

If the Jindan Ancestor had urged them to do so, I am afraid that everyone would not be able to take care of the low-level monks, and the low-level monks would suffer heavy casualties.

So she decided to go all out and break through the Qingyang Sect's mountain-protecting formation in one fell swoop.

"Start the Sky Python Treasure Ship."

This time Jiang Linglong personally mobilized the Sky Python treasure ship, carrying tens of thousands of monks, and began to attack the Qingyang Mountain formation.

I saw that she activated the most powerful offensive power on the treasure ship, and the seven-star demon-slaying sword was nearly a thousand feet wide and cut down across the vast sky.

This seven-star demon-slaying sword gang has been jointly blessed by tens of thousands of monks. Jiang Linglong, seven Zifus, and forty-nine foundation builders jointly mobilized it. Once it is slashed out, it has the power to destroy the world, and its majestic power is almost It is comparable to the perfect blow of the golden elixir.

Just one blow dimmed Qingyang Sect's defensive light curtain by 30%.

"not good!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Old Ancestor Liu took away Old Ancestor Mo's control array.

With his fake alchemy cultivation, he finally restored a lot of the defensive light screen, but before he could take a breath, another seven-star demon-slaying sword slashed down, once again dimming the mountain-protecting formation. A big chunk.

"The other side has weapons of war."

"This can't go on like this."

Ancestor Liu looked solemn, knowing in his heart that if he continued to fight like this, he might not be able to withstand a few blows and he would be completely defeated.

He felt that he could only take the initiative to see if he could destroy the opponent's war treasure ship and interrupt the opponent's powerful attack.

This formation of Qingyang Sect is called Qingyang Tiangang Formation, and it consists of two core formations.

A piece called the Tiangang Treasure Plate, the defensive light curtain opened by this object is enough to block the powerful attack of the golden elixir peak.

The other one is called the Qingyang Heavenly Sword. The Qingyang Heavenly Sword is a powerful fourth-level mid-level magic weapon. With the blessing of the formation, it can emit six Qingyang sword rays in its heyday, and each strike is comparable to the golden elixir. A full-strength sword strike at its peak.

Using Liu Laozu's fake elixir cultivation as a catalyst, although it cannot exert its full power, it is still comparable to a late-stage attack from the golden elixir.

Ancestor Liu was seen using all his strength, and in an instant, a bright sword slashed out, turning into a thousand-foot sword and slashing towards the Sky Python Treasure Boat.

Jiang Linglong reacted quickly and immediately activated the Youxuan Tiangang Formation. She saw a black body-protecting shield covering the treasure boat, blocking the sword.

"Youxuan Tiangang."

Seeing how powerful this defensive power was, Old Ancestor Liu once again activated the Qingyang Heavenly Sword to slash twice in a row.

The Youxuan Tiangang's defense was indeed strong, but even though it was shaky after blocking three moves in succession, it was not completely broken.

Over there, Patriarch Liu was about to slash out with his fourth sword, but found that his spiritual energy was no longer enough, and he quickly shouted.

"Oops, I don't have enough spiritual energy."

"What's going on over there in Lingtan? Replenish the Lingshi quickly!"

Ancestor Mo also frowned and couldn't help but look in the direction of Lingtan with a slightly changed expression.

But at this time, a foundation-building monk ran over with a wild look on his face: "Master, it's not good, Ancestor Zhang took the spirit stone from the spirit pool and ran away!"

"Isn't Zhang Yuanming sitting in Qingfeng again?"

The expressions of the two ancestors changed drastically, and their hearts thumped.

At such a critical moment, almost all of the Zifu who presided over the Qingyang Mountain formation were die-hard monks of the Qingyang Sect.

The person in charge of the Lingtan is the Ming Taoist from the fifth level of the Zi Mansion. The other monks who cannot be trusted are not even willing to use it in key positions, even the elders of the Zi Mansion.

For example, this Yuan Ming, although his cultivation level is as high as the sixth level of the Purple Mansion, he is the same junior brother of Xu Laozu. The relationship between this person and Xu Laozu is not very good. Instead, because Xu Laozu plotted against his senior brother to get the position, he was He has a lot of resentment.

Therefore, Zhang Yuanming has been under house arrest in the Underground Fire Vein. At this time, there was really a shortage of manpower, so he came out to take charge. Unexpectedly, trouble suddenly occurred.

The foundation-building monk was heard crying and saying: "Zhang Laozu said that the leader has lost his conscience. Today, Jiang Linglong kills Laozu Xu, which can be considered as revenge for my senior brother."

"Zhang Yuanming, this evil obstacle!"

Old Ancestor Liu almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He suppressed his anger with splitting eyes and couldn't help but ask.

"Where is your Uncle Mingshi?"

The person responsible for guarding the Lingchi is Ming Qingxin from the middle period of Zifu. This person is a confidant of Patriarch Liu.

But the face of the foundation-building monk changed slightly, and he said with compassion: "Uncle Ming was persuaded by Patriarch Zhang, and they took the spirit stone and ran away together."

"puff--"

Patriarch Liu finally spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his complexion instantly became a bit older.

Patriarch Mo looked at him with tears streaming down his face and choked with sobs: "I told you not to support Senior Brother Xu back then, but you said you thought he was cruel and ruthless, so you were the most suitable candidate."

"But I have long understood that this man seems to be ruthless, but in his bones he is stingy and greedy, and he does not have the courage to accomplish anything."

"Like him, he has been exploiting the major families, and now Qingyang Sect has lost the hearts of the people, and it is reasonable that it has come to this situation."

"Hahaha..."

Ancestor Liu laughed bitterly, and he looked at Ancestor Mo with tears in his eyes.

There was some regret and loneliness in his eyes: "My choice was wrong."

"I am sorry to my eldest brother, sorry to my master, sorry to Qingyang Sect."

"Let's go, let's go, escape as much as you can, leave a trace of incense for Qingyang Sect, and never come back for revenge."

"I will stay here alone, representing Qingyang Sect in the last battle!"

Ancestor Liu sat cross-legged there quietly, and the old man who had lived for more than 400 years sat cross-legged like a piece of rotten wood.

Ancestor Mo also laughed, he didn't care about his image, and sat cross-legged on the ground quietly.

"I don't have many years left to live, so I'll go with you."

"Born in Qingyang, buried in Qingyang."

"Let's be buried with Qingyang Sect together, retaining the last bit of Qingyang's spirit, so that we can face our ancestors in the underworld!"

"Boom--"

Above the Nine Heavens, the spiritual energy in the Heavenly Python Treasure Boat has been exhausted.

Jiang Linglong made full preparations, spending 300,000 spirit stones in one breath to charge the treasure boat, and slashed out three seven-star demon-slaying swords in succession.

Three attacks comparable to the great perfection of the golden elixir fell, and the whistling sword chants destroyed everything. The Qingyang Tiangang formation was completely blown up, and the almost indestructible mountain protection formation was finally broken.

Countless cultivators were full of joy, and they rushed into Qingyang Mountain frantically to start a final showdown.

"Om--"

Just at this moment, a gate on the top of Qingyang Mountain opened.

A middle-aged man with long hair stepped out, with a cold and calm look between his eyebrows, and stepped into the void.