Looking at the mountain-protecting formation that was constantly fluctuating in the sky, everyone in the inner sect of Huanxing Sect, regardless of their level of cultivation, had their hearts in their throats unconsciously.
On the top of the mountain, outside the main hall of the sect, the beard and hair on the face of the sect leader Xi Longxuan were trembling unconsciously, and his brows were furrowed deeper than anyone else's.
Every fluctuation of the mountain guarding formation in the air was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest.
"Then Chen San has the talisman of the streamer secretly gifted by this sect leader, and he is cunning. If he is in danger, no matter what happens to the old man Duotiangong and Qiao, he will definitely be able to escape."
"If it is really safe, even if he does not plan to return to the sect, there is at least an 80-90% chance that he will go to the evil path."
"It's just... will that person really take action? How credible is what he said back then?"
Xi Longxuan's eyes were deep and his thoughts were constantly flowing.
"Sect Master, this is not the way to go. Could it be that... we really can only sit here and wait for death?" Beside Xi Longxuan, an elder with a Jindan level cultivation level and a wrinkled face couldn't help but speak out, his voice trembling when he spoke.
, can’t hide the fear in my heart. .??.
In the mortal world, if people age, 50% of them will be afraid of death!
The same goes for monks in the world of immortality. After finally cultivating to the golden elixir stage, no one wants to die easily.
When the Jindanqi elder spoke, many people focused their attention on Xi Longxuan and echoed his words.
"If I remember correctly, there should be a secret magic circle in the sect that can allow us to escape from here?"
"The situation is critical now. I hope the sect master can give the order to activate the magic circle and let everyone leave!"
"Yes, no matter what, it is better to escape one by one than to die here!!"
Hearing the voice ringing in his ears, Xi Longxuan's face froze as he was deep in thought, and his face gradually became ugly.
Being timid before fighting is a taboo anywhere!
Before Xi Longxuan could speak, a slightly fat monk said angrily: "Huh! Let everyone leave? I think we should let you leave? The sect's secret magic circle is not originally prepared for escape. Just open the magic circle.
How many people can we leave behind? With so many monks present, who should we give up?"
The wrinkled old man in the golden elixir stage continued to speak, "What should we give up? It all depends on our own abilities! The road goes its own way. How can we control so much at this time?"
"Fart! After all, you are all strong men, how can it be that you only know how to run away every day? If you are willing to give up anything in order to survive, no matter what, how can you be an immortal in such a state of mind? Today is the chance for you to leave alive, and everyone in the future will
Even if you die, you will become the demon in your heart!"
"That's right! Elder Ouyang is right! If the people of the Zhao Dynasty really break through the inner gate mountain guarding formation, they will have to fight to the death. In this world...who can survive without death?"
At the top of the mountain, the crowd started arguing with each other, and the voices kept ringing. During the conversation, two completely different voices became more and more clear, and the many golden elixir stage monks present also had distinct voices invisibly.
Two factions.
To be more precise, there should be three factions, and there are quite a few Golden Core monks who are not in a hurry to express their position.
It's just that... only less than half of the monks like the obese monk Ouyang Yi have the courage to face a life-and-death crisis and are still afraid of fearless monks.
"That's enough! Don't you still think the jokes are not enough? Faced with a life and death crisis, the Huanxing Sect, which used to be the leader of the five major forces in Muyun Prefecture, actually broke out in internal strife?"
Seeing that the two sides were getting more and more angry as they talked, and everyone was at war with each other, with a strong tendency to take action, Xi Longxuan then shouted at everyone with a straight face.
As soon as these words came out, the mountaintop suddenly became quiet.
Xi Longxuan's eyes fell on the wrinkled old monk, "Mr. Pei, you are also a veteran of the Huanxing Sect. You should know what the Huanxing Sect needs most right now."
"Panic...can't solve any problem. Don't worry, this sect leader has made other arrangements. It will take three days as soon as possible or five days as soon as possible. There will be results."
"If no one comes to help by then, this sect leader will open the secret magic circle. We must not... let the sect's fire be ruined in Xi's hands!"
Xi Longxuan changed the subject and tried to calm down the monk with wrinkles on his face, but he could not hide the tiredness in his eyes.
As the leader of the Huanxing Sect, he wants nothing more than anyone else to have anything happen to the sect. After years of planning, he finally managed to completely suppress the Xingtang lineage, but he didn't want such a crisis to follow.
The dispute between the two lines has already caused many top golden elixir experts within the sect to either disappear or fall. Nowadays, in the huge Huanxing Sect, there are many golden elixir stage monks, but there are not many who can really be reused.
From the moment he was attacked at the outer gate to now, he has never felt such a heavy burden on him.
The monk surnamed Pei looked at Xi Longxuan, nodded slightly after a moment, and said with a smile: "Since the sect master has other plans, I should obey the sect master's arrangements."
"Actually, everyone has the same purpose. No one is afraid of a battle with the Zhao Dynasty. But facing a giant in the Nascent Soul stage, no one wants to sacrifice in vain. The Huanxing Sect has thousands of years of inheritance, and naturally I don't want to end it."
The monk surnamed Pei borrowed a donkey from the slope and said a few words lightly, and the emotions of many golden elixir masters behind him were temporarily calmed down.
Seeing this, Xi Longxuan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn his gaze to the formation that was constantly fluctuating in the air.
But just then.
"Ah...Fang Xiong, what are you doing...Pfft..."
At the foot of the mountain, at the position closest to the mountain-protecting formation, a foundation-building monk who was responsible for monitoring and paying attention to the operation of the formation was suddenly attacked by fellow monks beside him.
The voice broke through the air and penetrated the clouds, resounding throughout the mountain forest. Before the words could be heard, the monk had already fallen to the ground, his body was cut off at the waist, and he could no longer die.
The same scene happened everywhere in the inner sect of Huanxing Sect.
However, in the blink of an eye, more than ten Huanxing Sect foundation-building monks were killed in the sneak attack. Five more Golden Core Stage monks were also attacked by the sneak attack.
However, as a monk at the Golden Core stage, his reaction was naturally much faster. Although he was caught off guard and suffered minor or serious injuries. However, after reacting, the injured people made a prompt decision, fought and retreated, and flew to the top of the mountain to ask for help from the sect leader Xi Longxuan.
"Sect Master, help me!"
"Someone attacked us and tried to break the mountain guard formation from the inside!"
"No! I...I don't want to die!"
Sounds came from across the air, and streams of light were flying towards them.
The voice was full of anxiety, and some people's bodies exploded before they finished speaking, leaving only the golden elixir being taken away, and they helplessly expressed their final and unwilling sorrow.
On the top of the mountain, Xi Longxuan's face was so gloomy that he could see water dripping from his eyes.
"Hmph! You, the young ones, dare to act so arrogantly in the Huanxing Sect. You are looking for death!"
Glancing at the few golden elixir stage monks who attacked, Xi Longxuan's body surged with true energy. Looking at the mountain-protecting formation that kept fluctuating in the sky, everyone in the inner sect of Huanxing Sect, regardless of their level of cultivation, had their hearts raised in their throats unconsciously.
Eye.
On the top of the mountain, outside the main hall of the sect, the beard and hair on the face of the sect leader Xi Longxuan were trembling unconsciously, and his brows were furrowed deeper than anyone else's.
Every fluctuation of the mountain guarding formation in the air was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest.
"Then Chen San has the talisman of the streamer secretly gifted by this sect leader, and he is cunning. If he is in danger, no matter what happens to the old man Duotiangong and Qiao, he will definitely be able to escape."
"If it is really safe, even if he does not plan to return to the sect, there is at least an 80-90% chance that he will go to the evil path."
"It's just... will that person really take action? How credible is what he said back then?"
Xi Longxuan's eyes were deep and his thoughts were constantly flowing.
"Sect Master, this is not the way to go. Could it be that... we really can only sit here and wait for death?" Beside Xi Longxuan, an elder with a Jindan level cultivation level and a wrinkled face couldn't help but speak out, his voice trembling when he spoke.
, unable to conceal the fear in his heart.
In the mortal world, if people age, 50% of them will be afraid of death!
The same goes for monks in the world of immortality. After finally cultivating to the golden elixir stage, no one wants to die easily.
When the Jindanqi elder spoke, many people focused their attention on Xi Longxuan and echoed his words.
"If I remember correctly, there should be a secret magic circle in the sect that can allow us to escape from here?"
"The situation is critical now. I hope the sect master can give the order to activate the magic circle and let everyone leave!"
"Yes, no matter what, it is better to escape one by one than to die here!!"
Hearing the voice ringing in his ears, Xi Longxuan's face froze as he was deep in thought, and his face gradually became ugly.
Being timid before fighting is a taboo anywhere!
Before Xi Longxuan could speak, a slightly fat monk said angrily: "Huh! Let everyone leave? I think we should let you leave? The sect's secret magic circle is not originally prepared for escape. Just open the magic circle.
How many people can we leave behind? With so many monks present, who should we give up?"
The wrinkled old man in the golden elixir stage continued to speak, "What should we give up? It all depends on our own abilities! The road goes its own way. How can we control so much at this time?"
"Fart! After all, you are all strong men, how can it be that you only know how to run away every day? If you are willing to give up anything in order to survive, no matter what, how can you be an immortal in such a state of mind? Today is the chance for you to leave alive, and everyone in the future will
Even if you die, you will become the demon in your heart!"
"That's right! Elder Ouyang is right! If the people of the Zhao Dynasty really break through the inner gate mountain guarding formation, they will have to fight to the death. In this world...who can survive without death?"
At the top of the mountain, the crowd started arguing with each other, and the voices kept ringing. During the conversation, two completely different voices became more and more clear, and the many golden elixir stage monks present also had distinct voices invisibly.
Two factions.
To be more precise, there should be three factions, and there are quite a few Golden Core monks who are not in a hurry to express their position.
It's just that... only less than half of the monks like the obese monk Ouyang Yi have the courage to face a life-and-death crisis and are still afraid of fearless monks.
"That's enough! Don't you still think the jokes are not enough? Faced with a life and death crisis, the Huanxing Sect, which used to be the leader of the five major forces in Muyun Prefecture, actually broke out in internal strife?"
Seeing that the two sides were getting more and more angry as they talked, and everyone was at war with each other, with a strong tendency to take action, Xi Longxuan then shouted at everyone with a straight face.
As soon as these words came out, the mountaintop suddenly became quiet.
Xi Longxuan's eyes fell on the wrinkled old monk, "Mr. Pei, you are also a veteran of the Huanxing Sect. You should know what the Huanxing Sect needs most right now."
"Panic...can't solve any problem. Don't worry, this sect leader has made other arrangements. It will take three days as soon as possible or five days as soon as possible. There will be results."
"If no one comes to help by then, this sect leader will open the secret magic circle. We must not... let the sect's fire be ruined in Xi's hands!"
Xi Longxuan changed the subject and tried to calm down the monk with wrinkles on his face, but he could not hide the tiredness in his eyes.
As the leader of the Huanxing Sect, he wants nothing more than anyone else to have anything happen to the sect. After years of planning, he finally managed to completely suppress the Xingtang lineage, but he didn't want such a crisis to follow.
The dispute between the two lines has already caused many top golden elixir experts within the sect to either disappear or fall. Nowadays, in the huge Huanxing Sect, there are many golden elixir stage monks, but there are not many who can really be reused.
From the moment he was attacked at the outer gate to now, he has never felt such a heavy burden on him.
The monk surnamed Pei looked at Xi Longxuan, nodded slightly after a moment, and said with a smile: "Since the sect master has other plans, I should obey the sect master's arrangements."
"Actually, everyone has the same purpose. No one is afraid of a battle with the Zhao Dynasty. But facing a giant in the Nascent Soul stage, no one wants to sacrifice in vain. The Huanxing Sect has thousands of years of inheritance, and naturally I don't want to end it."
The monk surnamed Pei borrowed a donkey from the slope and said a few words lightly, and the emotions of many golden elixir masters behind him were temporarily calmed down.
Seeing this, Xi Longxuan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn his gaze to the formation that was constantly fluctuating in the air.
But just then.
"Ah...Fang Xiong, what are you doing...Pfft..."
At the foot of the mountain, at the position closest to the mountain-protecting formation, a foundation-building monk who was responsible for monitoring and paying attention to the operation of the formation was suddenly attacked by fellow monks beside him.
The voice broke through the air and penetrated the clouds, resounding throughout the mountain forest. Before the words could be heard, the monk had already fallen to the ground, his body was cut off at the waist, and he could no longer die.
The same scene happened everywhere in the inner sect of Huanxing Sect.
However, in the blink of an eye, more than ten Huanxing Sect foundation-building monks were killed in the sneak attack. Five more Golden Core Stage monks were also attacked by the sneak attack.
However, as a monk at the Golden Core stage, his reaction was naturally much faster. Although he was caught off guard and suffered minor or serious injuries. However, after reacting, the injured people made a prompt decision, fought and retreated, and flew to the top of the mountain to ask for help from the sect leader Xi Longxuan.
"Sect Master, help me!"
"Someone attacked us and tried to break the mountain guard formation from the inside!"
"No! I...I don't want to die!"
Sounds came from across the air, and streams of light were flying towards them.
The voice was full of anxiety, and some people's bodies exploded before they finished speaking, leaving only the golden elixir being taken away, and they helplessly expressed their final and unwilling sorrow.
On the top of the mountain, Xi Longxuan's face was so gloomy that he could see water dripping from his eyes.
"Hmph! You, the young ones, dare to act so arrogantly in the Huanxing Sect. You are looking for death!"
Looking angrily at the several golden elixir-level monks who attacked him, Xi Longxuan's body surged with true energy.