Chapter 984: The Battle to Protect the Sect (Part 2)
"Haoran Qi is indeed worthy of its reputation." Xu Huanniang snorted coldly and said.
When the disciples of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong first joined the sect, they would be given the basic cultivation method of Haoran Qi, which was regarded as the Qi-nourishing Sutra. Before forming the golden elixir, the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong required the disciples to recite the Qi-nourishing Sutra three times a day.
Therefore, all the disciples who can build the foundation can lay a good foundation and lay the foundation for cultivating Haoran Qi after the golden elixir stage.
Therefore, basically, the disciples of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong above the golden elixir stage have cultivated Haoran Qi to a very deep realm. Haoran Qi, born from the righteousness of heaven and earth, contains the power of Yang Gang. With this, the power of driving magic weapons and performing various spells can be increased by at least 20%.
It is precisely because the disciples of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong have basically cultivated Haoran Qi that the mountain protection formation they jointly activated also carries a strong Haoran Qi.
Unfortunately, although the Haoran Qi has a good restraining effect on the demonic and ghostly Qi, the other side has too many people. Under the endless attacks, the Haoran Qi broke through the envelopment of the demonic fire several times, but was soon suppressed again. In a short period of time, the two sides reached a delicate balance and presented a stalemate.
Within a thousand miles of the Haoyang Mountains, the Gangqi demonic fire was crisscrossed, and endless ghosts were interspersed among them. The shrill screams made many low-level disciples of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong feel shaken and their hair stood on end.
Yu Lin Zhantian and Feng Qingrou stood on the top of the Haoyang Mountain. The other elders had separated to preside over the mountain protection formation. The Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong has several kinds of mountain protection formations, all of which are the crystallization of the hard work of the predecessors of immortal cultivators for countless thousands of years.
What was arranged at the moment was the most powerful Taiyuan Baji Yuangang Five Elements Formation. This formation can use the Eight Gates Five Elements Method, together with the spiritual veins under the Haoyang Mountains, to extract spiritual power to strengthen the formation. At the same time, it can also be integrated into the formation through the disciples of the sect, which can not only speed up the extraction of spiritual power from the earth veins, but also infuse the formation with magic power by holding the spiritual stones.
Moreover, this formation can be performed by up to 100,000 cultivators at the same time, so under the leadership of several great cultivators, many disciples of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong were divided into several waves, taking turns to preside over the operation of the formation, so as to avoid the lack of magic power of the disciples controlling the formation, and at the same time, the power of the formation can be maximized.
"Brother, can we get through this difficult time? The sect master is missing, and Uncle Fu has not returned yet. Does it mean that our Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong is doomed this time?" Feng Qingrou looked at the raging magic fire in the distance, which enveloped the entire sky, and couldn't help but speak a little dejectedly.
"Don't talk nonsense. Since the founding of our Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, we have experienced countless thousands of years and countless catastrophes, even far more difficult than today, but we were able to turn danger into safety in the end and prosper again. You must believe that we can also overcome danger this time."
"But..."
"No buts, Qingrou, as the master of a mountain, how can you retreat in the face of danger? We have been practicing for so long, and we have all experienced countless dangers. We can survive the catastrophe, let alone this mere difficult situation."
When Feng Qingrou heard this, it was like a huge bell, which made him wake up instantly. A trace of solemnity appeared on his face, and a trace of black air above his head actually dissipated.
"Thank you for your reminder, Senior Brother. Qingrou's state of mind was unstable and she was almost invaded by the inner demon. She lost her original heart and felt extremely ashamed."
"Junior sister needs to train her state of mind. It has been a short time since you have cultivated to the realm of a great cultivator. After this predicament is over, it is better to focus on going to the mortal world to experience it."
"Senior brother is right. Junior sister has learned from your teaching."
Feng Qingrou did not show any dissatisfaction when she heard this. Instead, she showed a trace of shame. She walked to the side of the rock and sat cross-legged, regulating her breath and concentrating her mind.
Yu Lin Zhantian still stared at the void motionlessly.
The demonic clouds rolled and the ghosts were shadowy. In addition to the milky white aura between heaven and earth, there was the endless demonic fire that enveloped the void.
In the Tiangu Continent, the three major Tianzong launched a duel that had not been seen for countless thousands of years.
The world was saddened. Whether it was the disciples of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, the Nine Infants Blood Refining Saint Sect, or the Beiming Youdu Tianzong, they all understood that this battle was related to their own life and death.
Once the party is defeated, it will inevitably face the opponent's endless attack in the future. This kind of thing has happened in the history of Tiangu Continent.
There is no surrender in the war between sects. It is completely different from the grudges between individuals. For a sect, once it is determined to attack another sect, it must be determined to kill all the sects. Otherwise, if the other party counterattacks, it will be itself that destroys the sect.
Everyone is excited. Some form a large formation with their fellow sects, and some fight on their own. All of them try their best to launch their strongest attacks.
The mortal city thousands of miles away is also full of blood and fire. Endless barbarian soldiers wearing all kinds of strange costumes, holding weapons of various shapes, roaring and rushing towards the mortal city.
The soldiers on the city wall shouted, and at the same time, the stone stairs on the inside of the city wall were constantly climbing up the city wall from the city.
In the city, countless people also felt this solemn and murderous atmosphere, but many people also looked at the distant sky with horror. There were dark clouds like ink, and dark red flames flashed from time to time in these dark clouds.
Occasionally, a ball of white light would explode in the dark clouds, but it was soon submerged again.
"That's the direction of the fairy mountain. Could it be that the fairy mountain has also been attacked by demons?"
"I heard that countless barbarians have gathered outside the city. They are frantically attacking our city. Could it be related to the demons attacking the fairy mountain?"
"Alas, the fairy mountain is not in chaos, but the mortal world is in chaos first. A few months ago, these barbarian armies were already at the gates of the city, but a month ago, they seemed to have suddenly received an order to attack, and attacked desperately. I heard that tens of thousands of defenders in our city have been killed."
"I'm afraid it won't be long before you and I have to climb up the city wall and fight the barbarians."
"There's no way. Once the city is breached, we will have no way to survive. Instead of doing that, we might as well fight them."
"Yes, I heard that once the barbarians breach the city, the first thing they do is to massacre the city and rob women."
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In the Red Stone Valley not far from Qingshan Villa, a ball of black light flashed, and three figures appeared silently.
The three figures were all wrapped in black robes. From their body shapes, it could be vaguely determined that they were all women.
The black-robed person in the middle slowly walked to a thatched cottage, and her body was trembling slightly. Suddenly, she saw a half-rotten stone tablet on the side of the cottage.
There were several large characters engraved on the stone tablet. When she saw the characters clearly, her body trembled violently.
But soon a black mist flashed by, and the figures of the three people disappeared without a trace.
In the Qingshan Courtyard, an old man in a green shirt had a sad face, and behind him, on the square, there were hundreds of immortal cultivators standing. Most of these immortal cultivators were in the Qi Refining Stage, and only the front row of more than a dozen people were in the Foundation Establishment Stage. In front of these dozen people, there were also several Jindan cultivators.
Next to the old man in Qingshan, there were two others, a tall cultivator in his forties, and a woman wearing a silver hairpin.
"Everyone, our sect's holy land is being attacked by the Demonic Path and the Ghost Sect, and it is already very critical. As one of the 360 branches of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, we are in danger of losing our teeth and lips, and there is absolutely no reason for us to sit idly by. Today we will go to the Haoyang Mountains to help the sect and fight the Demonic Path and the Ghost Sect to the death."
"Fight to the death."
"Fight to the death."
Most of the disciples of the branches have low cultivation, but when they heard that the sect's holy land was invaded by the Demonic Path and the Ghost Sect, they were immediately filled with righteous indignation.
Of course, a few of them showed worried expressions on their faces.
No one is a fool to embark on the immortal path and become an immortal cultivator. They also know very well what it means to go to the sect's holy land to help.
The war in the immortal world is extremely tragic, and the chances of survival for low-level disciples like them are even slimmer.
But they also know that they can't retreat at this moment. Of course, even if a few of them have thoughts in their hearts, they will not show them in such occasions.
The old man in green shirt looked at the indignant expressions of the crowd, and a relieved expression appeared on his face.
He waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.
After everyone was quiet, he spoke: "This time, the journey to Haotian Mountain Range is long, and the three of us will set off first. Chen Lun, you lead the disciples of the other courtyard and rush behind. Be careful on the road, there may be ambushes from the Demonic Path and the Ghost Sect."
"Respect the law." A middle-aged Jindan cultivator in his thirties at the front of the crowd heard the words, bowed and saluted, and replied.
"Junior brother, junior sister, we should set off too."
The old man in green shirt called the two people beside him and was about to start the escape technique.
Suddenly, a dark cloud appeared in the distance, and countless ghosts rushed out of the dark cloud. These ghosts flashed onto the square almost after they appeared.
Before the old man in green and the two Nascent Soul cultivators could make any move, three black shadows flashed by. The black shadow in the middle stopped directly, and the two black shadows beside it swayed slightly, and then shuttled among the many disciples of the other courtyards like ghosts.
Moreover, at the moment of shuttle, each person separated three black shadows. In a moment, it seemed that countless black shadows were wandering on the square.
It was a long story, but in fact it was just a moment.
"Swish, swish, swish~" Countless black shadows gathered into two again, flashed to the sides of the standing black shadow, and stood still.
"Bang, bang, bang~~" Hundreds of disciples of the other courtyards, even the Jindan and foundation-building cultivators in the front row, fell down one after another.
Their faces were blue-black, and their eyes were stagnant. It was obvious that their souls had been annihilated, and their bodies and souls were completely destroyed.
"Youluo Soul-Destroying Palm?" The green-shirted old man's face changed. Only then did he and the two people beside him come to their senses. With a wave of his sleeves, a large piece of white light shot out, covering the three people.
At the same time, he opened his mouth, and between the flashes of white light, several white lights shot towards the three black shadows.
The white light faintly carried a very yang energy, which actually directly shook the ghost energy that enveloped the three black shadows.
The three black shadows were like a dream, and they actually retreated to the back with a trail of afterimages, retreating dozens of feet away in an instant.
The left and right of the three black shadows suddenly took a step forward, and the ghost energy on their bodies surged, each condensing a ghost head several feet in size, and let out a silent roar.
Seeing that the two huge ghost heads were about to pounce on the green-shirted old man.
The black shadow in the middle suddenly stretched out two slender jade hands, with a black light flashing in the white, and the two palms almost simultaneously pressed the backs of the heads of the two ghost heads.
"Puff~"
Accompanied by two muffled groans, the black robes of the two black shadows suddenly tore into pieces, and each of them spurted out a mouthful of blood, revealing two pale-faced women.
The two women turned their heads to look at the black shadows behind them with unbelievable expressions on their faces.
They never dreamed that their companions who had been with them day and night would attack them from behind.
Not only the two Ghost Sect women, but also the three old men in green shirts were confused. Among the three women in front of them, the one in the middle had the highest realm, just like him, they were all in the late Nascent Soul realm, and the two women beside him were in the middle Nascent Soul realm.
The three old men in green shirts were the same. They were originally evenly matched, and he thought they would have to go through a hard battle.
Unexpectedly, something strange happened, and they themselves started to fight among themselves.
"Why...you?"
"Xia..."
Just as the two of them were about to ask, a ball of gray gas suddenly burst out from their chests. After rushing out of the bodies of the two women, the gray gas condensed into a huge black shadow of a hideous head, then roared and disappeared.
The eyes of the two women also froze in an instant, and then fell to the ground, completely losing their voices.
"Why did you do this? Is he an enemy or a friend?" The old man in green clothes did not relax his vigilance. He drove the several flying knives he had taken back and kept spinning around himself. As long as the person in front of him showed a little hostility, he would not hesitate to attack.
The woman did not say anything after hearing this. After a moment of silence, she slowly lifted the black mask on her head, revealing a pale but extremely beautiful face.
The red spot on the woman's eyebrows was so conspicuous that the old man in green clothes suddenly stiffened after seeing the woman.
"You...are you the daughter of old man Xia?" The immortal cultivator's ability to remember everything instantly reminded the old man in green clothes of the woman's origin.
But he could never have imagined that the daughter of old man Xia, who was alone and died in Red Stone Valley, was still alive and had become a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator at the same level as himself.
After understanding the other party's origins, he smiled bitterly in his heart. After discovering the girl's talent, he tried every means to stop her from practicing, because he was worried that she would stray into the ghost way in the future. With her peculiar physique, she might become a demon.
Unexpectedly, he still failed to stop her. She still practiced the ghost way skills, and also practiced the ghost way magical power - the ghost soul-destroying palm.
Immediately, the old man in green felt that fate was playing tricks on him.
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