Wu Qingchen worked hard for several months to find Xiao Qingjingtian and was about to obtain a set of middle-grade treasure flying swords.
However, at the critical moment, he was making wedding clothes for others, and the treasure he had worked so hard to find fell into Du Feiyun's hands.
At this moment, one can imagine the grief, anger and rage in his heart, but when the dragon-shaped shadow came, he had to dodge. The golden light glowed between the claws of the dragon-shaped shadow, and it slapped him on the back in an instant,
He was immediately shot away.
Wu Qingchen, who was traumatized again, knew that she could not stay, so she immediately activated the Wood Escape regardless of the waste of energy and effort, and finally escaped from the attic.
After escaping from the attic, he quickly summoned the gray spirit eagle and fled all the way out of the house, towards the entrance of Xiao Qingjingtian. At the same time, he searched everywhere for traces of Du Feiyun, but could not find him anywhere.
After all, Mengmeng's flying speed was at least ten times faster than that of the gray spiritual eagle. How could he catch up with Du Feiyun?
He escaped from Xiaoqingjingtian all the way and came to the waterfall outside the mountain. While suppressing his injuries, he searched everywhere for Du Feiyun. After half an hour of searching, he found nothing.
Riding the gray spirit eagle and rushing back to the Liuyun Sect, Wu Qingchen looked in the direction of the Liuyun Sect with a ferocious look on his face, and murmured to himself in a low voice: "Du Feiyun, this bastard, if he gets the treasure now, he must do it immediately
Hurry back to Liuyun Sect for retreat and refine the flying sword as soon as possible."
"Hmph, if you run away and return to Liuyun Sect, you will be dead. No one can save you this time! The masters of Qingshan Sword Sect... have already set up a trap around Liuyun Sect. No matter how powerful you are, you will not be able to escape death.
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"No matter how fast your flying spirit beast is, can it still be faster than the messenger crane?"
Wu Qingchen murmured in a cold tone and dissipated in the wind. Wu Qingchen waved his hand, and a messenger crane burst into glory... streaking across the sky and shooting toward the direction of Liuyun Sect.
"Haha, I made a lot of money this time, the middle-grade treasure flying sword! Tsk tsk, I really have to thank Wu Qingchen!" Du Feiyun, sitting on Mengmeng's back high in the sky, still had a smile on his lips.
The three treasures he now owns, a Heaven-Bearing Demon Tower, and a Mountain and River Catalog... were all obtained from the treasure house of Demon Emperor Shura. However, these two treasures have sufficient defense but insufficient attack power. Now he has obtained this middle-grade treasure.
A flying sword is naturally as powerful as a tiger.
"I've been out for so long this time... Things have been done, and it's time to return to Yun Sect for meditation and retreat to improve my strength. There are less than two years left before the challenge that Wu Qingchen and I agreed on, and I still have to race against time to practice and strive for
You have to enter the late stage of Xiantian."
"I will refine the thick earth dust refining pill as soon as possible, gather the Five Elements Spiritual Pill for Senior Sister Bing to take, and help her reach the pill-forming realm. Then, I will also practice in seclusion as soon as possible... and strive to become a true disciple as soon as possible."
With all the upcoming tasks well arranged in his mind... Du Feiyun galloped forward in a happy mood, rushing back towards Liuyun Sect.
Now...he possesses a huge wealth worth 40 million spiritual stones, and has three treasures in his possession. His wealth is comparable to that of a great monk in the Dan Formation Realm. With such excellent and crazy resources, if he does not practice hard in seclusion, what will happen to him?
How can we live up to those resources and wealth?
More than ten hours later, when he arrived at the outskirts of Liuyun Sect, it was already approaching dusk. He was about to return to the sect and start refining the last of the Five Elements Spiritual Pills. He was about to retreat and practice hard to improve his strength. There was a faint expectation in his heart.
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However, looking around, the setting sun is like blood, reflecting the clouds high in the sky bright red and shrill.
For no reason, when he saw the blood-colored clouds, Du Feiyun felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart and had a bad premonition.
Could it be...?
He suddenly remembered the advice from the mission elder, who told him to act with caution, because Qingshan Sword Sect was determined to capture him to establish its power.
Thinking of this, he immediately looked around attentively, covering the eight hundred feet area with his spiritual consciousness, and searched the surroundings carefully.
Apparently, the surroundings were quiet and quiet. There was no trace of any activities of Qingshan Sword Sect disciples. There were only a few outer disciples of Liuyun Sect who were out on missions.
"Am I overthinking?" With doubts in his heart, Du Feiyun rode Mengmeng down from the sky and landed at the foot of a mountain peak, intending to open the corridor door and enter the Liuyun Sect's mountain gate.
At this moment, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, like water bubbles, and the air seemed to solidify instantly.
At the foot of the mountain peak, with the entrance to the corridor as the center, the area within a thousand feet suddenly became turbulent, and the spiritual energy of the world was boiling. At the same time, five colors of spiritual energy emerged in an instant, and instantly filled the area of 1,000 feet.
A huge multicolored light mask with a radius of thousands of feet is formed, like a huge bubble.
The multicolored light shield enveloped the entire surrounding area, and a majestic pressure suddenly hit him. An increasingly heavy force squeezed from every part of Du Feiyun's body, binding him tightly so that he could not move.
"Haha, Du Feiyun, I finally caught you. It's not in vain that I have been waiting for you here for three months. Today is the day you die!"
A loud and energetic laughter suddenly sounded among the mountain peaks, like a torrent of sound, jittering among the mountain peaks.
Du Feiyun suddenly turned his head and looked towards the mountain behind him. He saw a green stream of light coming from the top of the mountain. The man with green wings was a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe.
Year monk.
"You evildoer, I will kill you with ten thousand swords today to appease the souls of my fellow juniors Yan Feixiong and Li Chengfeng!"
Another roar came, and the owner of those murderous words was a middle-aged monk in black robes. He also flapped his golden wings and shot from the top of the mountain.
"A true disciple of Qingshan Sword Sect!" Du Feiyun's eyes suddenly shrank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, on the top of the mountain and in the valley, streams of light were flashing out one after another, and one after another Xiantian monks flapped their wings of Gang Qi and attacked him. Looking at it roughly,
There were nearly thirty monks in the Xiantian stage!
At this moment, he finally understood where the inexplicable sense of crisis came from. It was actually the disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect ambushing him here!
What shocked him even more was that the five-colored aura flickering around him was a formation that sealed and suppressed him. Non-Energy Realm monks would definitely not be able to use it. Since then, it meant that the Qingshan Sword Sect was trying to kill him.
He and the great monks in the Niandan Realm all took action.
Only now did he understand why he had not been able to detect the traces of the disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect with his spiritual sense. After all, the great monks in the Core Formation Realm had taken action to hide the traces of everyone. If he could detect any clues, it would be like seeing a ghost.
When dozens of figures approached, all of them holding flying swords to kill him, he finally saw clearly the enemy ambushing him here. Two true disciples who had reached the late stage of Xiantian, and thirty who had reached the late stage of Xiantian.
The inner disciple of this period!
Qingshan Sword Sect, in order to deal with him, a mere internal disciple of Liuyun Sect, actually dispatched such a powerful lineup, he didn't know whether he should be sad or proud.
"Du Feiyun, suffer death!"
The thirty inner sect disciples all roared angrily, and all of them fired with lightning from their Gang Qi wings behind them. They held huge swords in their hands and raised them high in unison, slashing hard at Du Feiyun.
In the midst of the colorful aura light shield, Du Feiyun was squeezed by tens of thousands of kilograms of force, his waist slightly stooped, his eardrums kept beating, and his internal organs were surging with energy and blood, unable to dodge at all.
As for the thirty inner sect disciples, they were not affected at all. Instead, they were as comfortable as a fish in water. It can be seen from this that the methods of the great monks in the Dan Formation Realm are indeed very mysterious.
Thirty dazzling swords, carrying the sharp sword energy that created the world, fell from the top of Du Feiyun's head in an instant. Seeing that he was about to be cut into pieces by the random swords, not even the dregs would be left.
Since thirty inner disciples took action and Du Feiyun was trapped in the Five Elements Formation, he was bound to die. The two true disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect would not surrender their status to participate in the melee. Both of them were suspended in the air.
In the air, he held the formation for the inner disciples.
Rumble!
Thirty majestic swords slashed down with a bang, immediately creating a large crater with a radius of a hundred feet in the valley. Countless gravels and gravels were splashed out, and the dust and aura of swords rolled out and shot up into the sky.
The entire mountain peak was trembling violently, and the ground was shaking crazily. Within a thousand feet, huge gaps opened up in the earth, and countless gravel and dust rolled in. The ground was really shaking.
The combined power of thirty Xiantian Stage monks was truly shocking and could shake the world.
The sword light all over the sky dissipated, and the Gang Qi brilliance and dust dissipated one after another. Only a huge deep pit appeared in the valley, as well as several wide cracks. Du Feiyun had long since disappeared.
No one believed that he could withstand this bombardment. He would definitely be attacked by everyone together and without any resistance, he would be bombarded into dust and dregs, and he would die without even a scrap left.
Even a strong man at the ninth level of the Xiantian stage could not guarantee that he could withstand the combined attack of thirty Xiantian stage monks, even if he had a defensive spiritual weapon.
Originally, everyone should be rejoicing, should be secretly happy, because Du Feiyun is bound to die, and they have completed the sect's order and avenged Yan Feixiong and Li Chengfeng.
However, everyone still did not relax at all, and was still searching the surroundings with their spiritual consciousness. Even the faces of the two true disciples suspended in the air did not soften, and they stared at the bottom of the pit with burning eyes.
At the bottom of the hundred-foot-deep pit, under a large pile of gravel and dust, there was a two-foot-sized black medicine cauldron buried in it. Du Feiyun was staying inside the cauldron. Just now, he got into the Nine Dragon Cauldron at the critical moment.
, and then he was lucky enough to escape with his life.
At the same time, when the dust was swirling in the sky just now, he secretly released two messenger cranes, one to pass to the mission elder, and the other to Ning Xuewei.!
