Chapter 406: The War Begins

"Dong Dong Dong Dong..."

Chen Changsheng, who was comprehending the ancient spiritual text, was suddenly awakened by the sound of the bell...

"The bell rang nine times?"

"The danger of exterminating the family?"

Instantly, Chen Changsheng put away the inheritance book and went out of retreat.

Above Wanchong Mountain, Song Lin, Song Xing, Changchun Patriarch, Liehuo Patriarch, and Gong'e Patriarch stood on it, and opposite them were Qinglin Patriarch and Feng Cuiping.

"Qinglin old man, I'm here again, this time, you can't run away!" Song Xing's eyes were sharp, and the blood-colored energy surrounded him. He looked like a villain at first glance...

"Using the magic method to forge the evil golden elixir, hum!"

"Changchun, Liehuo, Gong'e, you are courting death, why don't you wake up quickly?" Qinglin Patriarch said with great sorrow.

In fact, they are still relatively good friends...

After all, Yuezhou is so small, and they are the only ones who can be regarded as close friends!

"Qinglin, from the moment you killed the giant sword, there is no going back to the past!" said the old ancestor Gong'e indifferently.

"Qinglin, we have no choice. The giant sword is dead. If we don't stick together, we will die in your hands sooner or later. I know you!" said the old ancestor Changchun indifferently.

"Yes, even if you don't kill him, what about Chen Changsheng? We almost killed him back then. He has grown up. How could he not seek revenge from us in the future?"

"Isn't this the reason for the death of the giant sword?"

"Unless you let Chen Changsheng swear not to care about the previous things, maybe..." said the old ancestor Liehuo hesitantly.

"Let me swear not to care about the previous things? Old ancestor Liehuo, are you mentally healthy?"

At this moment, Chen Changsheng's figure rose directly from below and came to the side of Feng Cuiping, and then looked at the old ancestor Liehuo with a mocking look...

This person has a good dream!

"Chen Changsheng!" The moment Song Xing saw Chen Changsheng, his eyes were dazzled...

In Song Xing's memory, this person is very impressive!

Back then, he had searched for him several times, but failed.

"Song Xing? No... You are not him, or... You took over his body!"

"Who are you?" Chen Changsheng frowned.

"Good eyesight, I am indeed not him, but I promised him that I would kill you!" Song Xing nodded gently.

It's just taking over the body, there's nothing to hide!

"Song Lin, you actually allowed this person to take over the body of your own clan? Back then, I was wrong about you!" Qinglin Patriarch said coldly.

"Qinglin Patriarch, you should be regretting that you didn't slap me to death that year, right?" Song Lin said lightly.

"I really regret it!" Qinglin Patriarch said without hesitation.

Back then, if he knew that Song Lin could advance to the Golden Core and would bring such serious damage to the Wanfa Sect, he should have directly exterminated the entire Shouyang Mountain Song Family, and he must do it himself to prevent future troubles!

"The Song family is gone. This person can help me take revenge. He is just taking over a family member. What is there to be reluctant about?"

"Ancestor Qinglin, there is no regret medicine in this world. The cause of Shouyang Mountain in the past has long been the result of today. Don't blame others!" Song Lin said.

There is not so much justice and morality in the world of cultivating immortals. What there is is the big fist!

"It is not certain what the result of Wanfamen will be!" Chen Changsheng sneered.

Who said that they will definitely lose?

"Song Lin, to destroy Wanfamen, it depends on whether you have the ability. Cuiping, Chen Daoyou, let's go back. I want to see how they break my sect's formation!" Ancestor Qinglin sneered.

Only by defending according to the formation can we take the initiative.

After all, the opponent's hard power is really much beyond them.

"Is this old man going to be a turtle?" Song Xing said coldly.

"There is a formation but you don't defend it. Do you think I am as stupid as you? If you have the ability, enter the formation and fight!" Ancestor Qinglin sneered.

Then, the three of them landed directly and returned to the sect.

"Fellow Daoist Song, if the Qinglin Patriarch does not accept the challenge, how can we fight?" asked the Liehuo Patriarch.

"If they do not go out, then we should guard their gate first!"

"Now it is your turn to contribute. Gather your disciples and we will attack them bit by bit!" Song Xing said lightly.

"What? Attack them bit by bit? You did not say that we would fight like this at the beginning?" Liehuo Patriarch was surprised.

If we fight like this, when will it end?

The most important thing is, how many disciples will die?

"Then what should we do? You go to break the formation?"

"That's fine. You go in first and pull the opponent's formation, and then we will take the opportunity to attack. It is also a way!" Song Xing said.

"You..." Liehuo Patriarch could not help but get angry when he heard this...

"Okay, Liehuo, stop talking. Gather your disciples. With the strength of our three families, we can mobilize more family forces under our command to come!" Changchun Patriarch shook his head.

Under the three major sects, there are many family forces, just like the Song family of Shouyang Mountain in the past. If they are added together, their strength is not weak.

Anyway, they are all used as cannon fodder, and we can't use all our own disciples...

"Okay, let's do it!" The old ancestor Gong'e nodded.

Inside the Wanfa Gate, Chen Changsheng and the other two stared at the five people in the sky, ready to take action at any time, but after waiting for a long time, the other party didn't move at all...

"Ancestor Qinglin, what do Song Xing and the others mean? Why don't they take action?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"I'm afraid they are afraid of the power of the formation!" said the old ancestor Qinglin.

"Then we can't just keep wasting time like this, right?"

"If they keep blocking the door, it won't be easy for us either." Feng Cuiping said.

"It's unrealistic to block the door all the time. It's okay for a year or two, but how can it be possible for dozens or hundreds of years..."

"I guess they may mobilize a large number of immortal cultivators to come and attack together..." Qinglin Patriarch sighed.

If the battle is like this, there will certainly be many dead immortal cultivators, but Song Xing and others will not be bound by the formation. In such a big battle, they are almost certain to lose!

You know, in the eyes of Qinglin Patriarch, their only chance to win is to rely on the formation to protect and consume the opponent's mana. Now this goal cannot be achieved...

"Then let's wait for them to come!" Chen Changsheng said with a smile.

There is such a good thing?

Originally, he was thinking about whether to rush out directly, release the fire phoenix, and scare them to death!

But now...

They may have to dispatch a large number of cultivators to join the battle?

Then forget it!

It would be good to dispatch a large number of cultivators to join the battle. Who knows how many people will die by then. The opportunity has come...

Chen Changsheng will not deliberately kill people to collect corpses, but he will not stop others from dying and giving him benefits. He is not a saint...

"This battle is difficult!" Qinglin Patriarch sighed.

"Don't worry, I'm still here!" Chen Changsheng smiled.

"Hehe..." Qinglin Patriarch smiled lightly...

You are there?

You are just an early Jindan!

If it doesn't work, I can only blow myself up and try to take Song Xing and Song Lin away with me...

As long as the two Songs die, this battle is almost over!