Chapter 1970: Layers of Obstacles

Although Qingyang has reached the level of Spiritualization and his speed is comparable to that of a mid-stage Spiritualization cultivator, there are so many cultivators in Fuping City that it is impossible to hide from everyone. As soon as he flew out of the City Lord's Mansion, someone spotted him and shouted, "Everyone, look, who is that person?"

Being able to break into the eighth level of the Fuping Illusion, True Lord Chiping's methods are not much worse, but he does not have the same aptitude as Qingyang and has not yet broken through the Spiritualization realm. He originally planned to break through in seclusion after the Thousand Infants Conference, but Qingyang's incident happened, so he had to stop practicing and come out to help.

Hearing the sound, Master Chi Ping reacted immediately. While chasing in the direction of Qing Yang, he shouted loudly: "It's him, it's him, he stole the treasure in our Fu Ping illusion. Let's hold him back together. I'll start the city defense formation."

Although Master Chi Ping said this, he knew very well in his heart that Master might not be able to help in a short time. Those ancestors of the God Transformation had set out for two or three days and had not returned yet. They must be far away from Fu Ping City now. Even if they received the signal, they probably wouldn't be able to come back in three or five hours.

Qing Yang's strength was higher than his own, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to break into the ninth level of Fu Ping illusion. Now that he has broken through the God Transformation realm, his strength is even higher. Ten or eight Nascent Soul cultivators may not be his opponent. If they want to hold Qing Yang back, they can only use human lives. I don't know what Master was thinking before. If he left one or two God Transformation cultivators to take charge, it wouldn't be so troublesome.

However, it is useless to hide when the time comes. Now that Fu Ping City has the highest strength and status, if Qing Yang escapes, Master will definitely not spare him. Even if he risks his life, he must hold Qing Yang back. Therefore, he cannot do without fighting. He only hopes that Master can come back as soon as possible.

In a flash, True Lord Chi Ping has activated Fu Ping City's city defense formation and covered Qing Yang in the city. However, because Fu Ping Continent needs to defend against void insects and beasts, the defense function of the city defense formation is mainly external, and the effect on the inside is slightly worse. Fu Ping City is no exception. Now Qing Yang is trapped in Fu Ping City. It is not too difficult to break the formation, and it will not last long.

However, in such a large Fu Ping City, there are countless cultivators. Soon, three Yuanying cultivators flew in front of Qing Yang. Qing Yang did not slow down and directly sacrificed three secondary swords refined in the Fu Ping illusion to attack. The strongest of these three cultivators was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. How could they resist the attack of Qingyang, a Divine Transformation cultivator? Even if it was just the secondary sword, in an instant, the three Nascent Soul cultivators screamed and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Qingyang's speed was not affected at all after defeating the three people. He didn't even look back. His mind directly took back the three secondary swords and continued to rush forward.

The defeat of the three Nascent Soul cultivators did not affect the other people in Fuping City. Qingyang flew forward for less than ten miles, and six more Nascent Soul cultivators appeared in front of him. This time, there were not only mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, but also two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. One of them had reached the ninth level of Nascent Soul. These six people happened to be searching here before. When they heard the call of Chi Ping Zhenjun, they flew to block Qingyang. Six Nascent Souls blocked a Divine Transformation cultivator who had just broken through. At least they could resist for a while.

But Qingyang had no worries about this. He had prepared six secondary swords long ago and killed them before they could stand firm. Just like before, the cultivators in the early and middle stages of the Nascent Soul had almost no resistance and fell to the ground screaming. Only the cultivator in the ninth level of the Nascent Soul was in a better situation and used his magic weapon to fight back. However, the one who attacked him was the most powerful Jinling Wansha Sword. He was also the object of Qingyang's special care, so his magic weapon did not last long and soon flew backwards. The cultivator in the ninth level of the Nascent Soul spit out blood and fell to the ground.

Defeating the blockers with one move twice in a row, especially the second time when there were as many as six people, among whom there were even those who had reached the ninth level of the Nascent Soul, finally shocked the others and no one dared to come up and block them casually. However, when dealing with the second wave of cultivators, Qingyang's speed was more or less affected. True Lord Chiping had already brought another group of cultivators to block in front.

At this time, Qingyang was less than 20 miles away from the city defense formation at the edge of Fuping City. This distance was only a matter of a few breaths for a Divine Transformation cultivator. However, before that, Qingyang needed to defeat Chi Ping Zhen Jun and the group of Nascent Soul cultivators around him before he could break the formation without distraction.

It was not easy to defeat Chi Ping Zhen Jun. Chi Ping Zhen Jun himself had a cultivation level comparable to the third level of Divine Transformation. There were twelve late Nascent Soul cultivators beside him, and there were seven or eight Nascent Soul Perfection cultivators. More than half of the people who participated in the Thousand Infants Meeting came, and almost everyone had the strength of entering the Divine Transformation. Even though Qingyang was very powerful, he couldn't help frowning when he saw these people.

Qingyang knew very well that he had to break the formation as quickly as possible, otherwise it would not be so easy to leave if he delayed the return of the Divine Transformation cultivator. Therefore, no matter how strong these people were, he could not hesitate at all. He had to use heavy hands to repel these people in front of him and shock others.

Qingyang's face turned cold, he mobilized his true energy, and directly summoned thirteen giant swords to kill True Lord Chiping. For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sky was full of sword shadows, bringing unparalleled power.

Chi Ping Zhen Jun and his companions were different from the previous two groups. The previous two groups did not know Qing Yang's strength and had no choice but to come out to stop him. Chi Ping Zhen Jun and his companions dared to come out to stop him because they had a certain degree of confidence in their own strength. They felt that even if they could not defeat Qing Yang in the end, they could at least resist for a while and delay until those Divine Transformation cultivators came back. As a result, when they really saw Qing Yang's attack, they realized that they had overestimated their own strength. Qing Yang's strength had exceeded theirs by a lot. The two sides were not at the same level at all. It was hard to say whether they could block the attack in front of them.

The faces of Chi Ping Zhen Jun and his companions suddenly changed color, but in the face of a powerful enemy, retreating was useless, and they did not dare to retreat. They only hoped that they could block this attack with everyone's concerted efforts. So Chi Ping Zhen Jun and his companions offered up their magic weapons and went towards the giant sword.

Then there was a series of loud bangs. Qingyang's thirteen giant swords mixed with the thirteen magic weapons on the opposite side, causing light and shadows all over the sky. Then there was a series of screams. The Nascent Soul cultivators on the opposite side fell one after another. Only two or three people including True Lord Chi Ping could still barely fly in the air. However, their situation was not much better. Their faces were pale, with blood at the corners of their mouths. They looked at Qingyang with fear in their eyes, and no one knew where their magic weapons had fallen.