The Shanhe Cauldron made a creepy whine, and the suction force became stronger and stronger. Mo Jiuxuan could almost feel that his soul was about to leave his body.
"No, we can't be so passive anymore."
He glanced at Feng Teng, who was dripping with sweat on his forehead, and a smirk appeared on his lips, "Catch the thief first, capture the king."
"Daluo Tianyin·Chiming."
The boundless fire of karma suddenly appeared in the sky as the mantra was recited, and rushed towards Fengteng with a billowing heat wave.
When he was still dozens of feet away, Fengteng could already feel the unbearable heat. The beard at the corner of his mouth turned yellow and curled, and the skin on his body was dark red with faint blisters.
"No, this is the sneak attack by the real Jin Dan, is it that old bastard Xuan Qing?"
He stopped what he was doing and retreated violently, thinking in his mind, "No, Xuan Qing has the sect leader watching, so it's impossible for him to take action against me. Could it be..."
Suddenly, his eyes shot out, and he seemed to see Mo Jiuxuan behind the boundless flames, calm and calm, controlling the flames to pursue Feng Teng with great interest.
"Hey, he ran pretty fast!"
Secretly stimulating spiritual power, the flames were like pouring hot oil, burning unbridled in the air, dyeing half of the sky red.
Feng Teng had just activated Ling Bao and had exhausted most of his energy. At this time, he fled in a hurry. When he turned back, he saw red fire catching up, like a huge red wave falling from the air.
At this moment, he was disheartened and expected to be invincible.
With a "boom", the red light in front of me instantly dissipated. A huge force destroyed the flames and then blasted directly downwards. A tall mountain peak collapsed in the violent force, and the ground collapsed and the mountain shook.
"Zhenren Jindan?"
These four words appeared in Feng Teng's mind, and his face showed the surprise of the rest of his life, and he looked in the direction of Tianyu Zhenren.
Seeing that his beloved disciple was about to suffer misfortune, Master Tianyu couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but help him.
However, once this was done, Mo Jiuxuan's image instantly became taller.
And Feng Teng, even if he is still alive after this battle, will always live in Mo Jiuxuan's shadow.
"Bold~"
There was a thunderbolt in the sky and Taoist Priest Tianyu yelled in shock.
On the Wuji Sect's side, Mo Jiuxuan used his spiritual power to hold the Mountain and River Cauldron in his arms and returned to the sect's formation.
Master Jin Dan had already taken action. Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly slipped away and kidnapped the Ziyun Sect's spiritual treasure.
A replica of the Mountain and River Cauldron, Master Xuanqing had his own way of subduing it.
Poor Fengteng tried hard to recall the spiritual treasure, but unfortunately Taoist Master Xuanqing had already used his power to frighten the Shanhe Cauldron.
At this moment, the Shanhe Cauldron looked pitiful like a lost little animal. It wanted to return to its owner, but was afraid of the evil hands of those around it.
"Old thief Xuanqing, return my sect's spiritual treasure!"
"Old bastard Tianyu, if you have the ability, come and get it!"
The two venerable sect leaders exchanged words in the air, while other sects from afar came to watch the monk who asked the question enthusiastically eat melon.
"The Ziyun Sect lost two battles in a row and lost its spiritual treasure. It can be said that they lost both their wife and their troops!"
"Haha, this old guy Xuan Qing has made a lot of money. I really want to snatch this spiritual treasure."
"Oh, go ahead! Master Xuanqing has a third-level golden elixir, and he will have a good fight with your second-level golden elixir."
Several real people in the Golden Core Realm gathered together to joke and discuss, while the foundation-building elders and disciples who accompanied them had their eyes widened.
They had long heard that Mo Jiuxuan had a ruthless personality, but they didn't expect that he was so ruthless in strength.
Two Ziyun Sect monks faced each other, one with a third-level foundation and the other with a 12-level foundation. They were instantly defeated and even took away the other's spiritual treasure.
Lingbao, everyone’s eyes are red.
Taoist Priest Tianyu could not suppress the anger in his heart, and he also understood that his plan to give power to the Wuji Sect had failed.
As long as that Mo Jiuxuan is present, the foundation-building elders under his sect will die one by one! Is that guy already so strong?
An inexplicable nervousness arose in the old sect leader's heart.
Mo Jiuxuan is now invincible. With his qualifications, if he sets foot on the golden elixir, will the Ziyun Sect still have a way to survive?
Today, Mo Jiuxuan must die.
"All disciples of Ziyun Sect, listen to the order, destroy Wuji Sect, kill!"
Taoist Master Tianyu shouted, and thousands of disciples behind him simultaneously let out loud shouts of killing.
For a time, murderous intent filled the air, the situation changed, and thousands of disciples rushed to the Wuji Sect with swords.
Old Master Xuanqing laughed "hehe" twice. Seeing the fierceness of the opponent's approach, he hurriedly ordered, "Retreat to the sect and activate the Xuanwu Formation."
Almost when thousands of disciples of the Ziyun Sect arrived at the Wuji Sect's mountain gate, the Xuanwu Formation suddenly opened.
Pillars of golden light shot straight into the sky, and golden lines were all over the Wuji Sect. Then the golden light intertwined and stretched, and a Xuanwu with shining golden scales appeared, covering the entire Cangyun Mountain.
It was like a transparent and solid barrier that allowed the Ziyun Sect disciples to attack, and there was not even a single crack in the Xuanwu War.
Taoist Master Xuanqing was a little panicked at first, but when he realized that there were no flaws in the Xuanwu Formation, he felt relaxed.
He even shouted, "Shu Yao, go get the good wine I saved. Let's chat and enjoy the majestic appearance of Ziyun Sect breaking the formation."
Not long after, two large tables were placed, and several elders drank with the sect leader. From time to time, they looked up at the crazy elders and disciples of the Ziyun Sect outside.
"Come on, we must break the formation!"
"Taoist Priest Tianyu, there is almost a crack in the Xuanwu Formation!"
"Brothers, work hard, I'm optimistic about you!"
The Wuji Sect disciples laughed when they heard this, as if the Ziyun Sect who came to ask was performing a juggling act.
As for those other sect members who were watching from a distance, they were stunned.
"Is this... still asking? It's too leisurely?"
"Taoist Master Xuanqing's magnanimity is much higher than his cultivation level!"
"It's not that he has great energy, it's that this formation is too abnormal!"
"If our sect had this kind of mountain-protecting formation, we would have no worries about protecting ourselves."
Some people also said, "Isn't the Wuji Sect always weak? Why did it suddenly become so strong?"
Mo Jiuxuan, the initiator of all this, was accompanying Taoist Master Xuanqing, looking out of the mountain with a smile.
"Old Sect Master, let me tell you, isn't this Xuanwu Formation very powerful?"
"It's not just awesome, it's simply amazing. I never thought that Wenwen would be surprised by such a scene."
The old sect leader picked up a grape and stuffed it into his mouth, then took another sip of wine, "Wow, it feels so good. Is this what it feels like to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai?"
Outside the golden formation, various flying swords, magic weapons, techniques, and moves were displayed, and the golden Xuanwu was yawning, looking bored.
Taoist Master Tianyu came with full confidence. Seeing such a scene, his beard started banging in anger.
I felt like my whole body was smoking and my face was burning.
He came with a fierce momentum, but ended up retreating in despair without even breaking through the mountain guarding formation. Wouldn't he become a laughing stock in Qingzhou's spiritual practice community.
The old man must blow up his golden elixir!
"Master, there is something evil about this formation, it can't be opened!"
A foundation-building elder looked anxiously and came to look for Tianyu.
The old Taoist priest was angry and said in a loud voice, "Disciples of the Ziyun Sect, listen to the order and form a formation."
The sound was rolling, like thunder and roaring, shaking the pine forest all over the mountain like a roaring ocean tide.
The Ziyun Sect disciples immediately returned with their swords, formed a formation in the air behind Taoist Priest Tianyu, and discharged a cone-shaped array, aiming directly at the golden Xuanwu.
A faint spiritual connection slowly emerged among the thousands of disciples, and then all the spiritual power condensed in the hands of Taoist Tianyu. For a moment, sand and rocks flew, the space was distorted, and terrifying power fluctuations came from the hands of Taoist Tianyu.
"this..."
Taoist Master Xuanqing suddenly stood up and looked at the fluctuations of breath coming from mid-air with bright eyes.
The momentum of Taoist Priest Tianyu, who was wearing a black Taoist robe, rose sharply. Although he did not break through the great realm, the vast power of the entire sect made the Wuji Sect and all the sects watching the battle feel frightened.
At this moment, the color of heaven and earth changed.
A pillar of white spiritual power shot out from Taoist Priest Tianyu's hand, and a strong storm swept across the sky. The disciples of Ziyun Sect were almost unsteady in the strong air waves, and their hair danced wildly.
Xuanwu, who had been in a lazy state, suddenly became interested. He stared at the power that could destroy almost everything with his illusory golden eyes and let out a shocking roar similar to the roar of a dragon.
The turtle shell covered with lines on his back lit up, and the light beam bombarded and violently collided with the Xuanwu formation.
For a time, the earth collapsed and the mountains were destroyed. The shock wave generated by the strong force collision uprooted the big trees for miles around, and the gravel was swept away by the strong wind.
The earth-shattering collision was still going on. Taoist Priest Tianyu's face was flushed, and he tried his best to control the huge spiritual power that was continuously transmitted, so that the power of the sect could impact the Wuji Sect's formation from his hands.
In the Xuanwu Formation, Taoist Master Xuanqing saw the opponent's fierce attack and was worried about the collapse of the formation. He quickly shouted loudly, "All disciples obey the order. Once the formation is destroyed, they will follow me to kill the generals and go out with the Ziyun Sect."
A showdown between males and females."
Five hundred disciples of the Wuji Sect stood up with their swords in their hands, their eyes flashing. Everyone seemed to be the sect's genius, with extraordinary talents.
Taoist Master Lian Shen looked at the 500 disciples with a rainbow of momentum, which was completely different from the previous state where they were worried about the sect being destroyed. He also saw that their auras were even and ready to move...
I couldn't help but feel very emotional.
"Master Mo is indeed a generous person! The five hundred disciples, regardless of their talents, are each given two Heavenly Grade Body Tempering Pills to help them refine their meridians, and they are also provided with various fighting techniques and Heavenly Grade Pills.
Any one of these five hundred people today, placed in other sects, would be a key training target with great talent and potential.
And this power is now condensed in the Wuji Sect. If they are given three hundred years... no, two hundred years, there is no way that another second-rate sect will appear in Qingzhou.
In the final analysis, this is all the credit of Master Mo. Speaking of heaven-grade body tempering pills and heaven-grade pills, even the disciples of those first-class sects will most likely be jealous, right?"
The sound of bombardment is getting louder and louder, and the attack momentum outside is getting stronger and stronger.
However, Taoist Master Xuanqing found himself feeling lonely.
If the Xuanwu Formation was as Mo Jiuxuan said, with Ziyun Sect attacking with all the strength of the sect, and controlled by Taoist Priest Tianyu of the Third Transformation Jindan Realm, the Xuanwu giant turtle covering Wuji Sect still looked calm.
The formation was intact. Apart from the unacceptable noise, there was not even a trace of ground vibration inside the formation.
Taoist Master Tianyu almost exhausted all his efforts, and he also found that his efforts were lonely.
The golden Xuanwu is like an insurmountable barrier for Ziyun Sect. You can attack it at will, and it is as stable as Mount Tai.
Taoist Master Xuanqing's heart dropped quietly, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then he became excited.
The Xuanwu Formation is so powerful, Wuji Sect can now advance, attack, retreat or defend, and the initiative is in its own hands.
The Ziyun Sect's bombardment ended, and everyone looked helplessly at the huge golden figure entrenched in the mountain, with bitterness in their hearts.
How to play this?
I saw the rainbow-like momentum fading when the team uniforms first arrived, and the anxiety and sense of failure quietly spread among thousands of Ziyun Sect disciples. If they could not seize such a good opportunity, then there would be no need to become the leader of the sect, Taoist Master Xuanqing.
"Disciples of the Wuji Sect, listen to my orders and follow me to kill the enemy!"
The old sect leader shouted loudly, swung the fly whisk forward with only dozens of white silk threads left in his hand, and took the lead, rushing out of the formation and heading straight towards the bewildered Taoist Priest Tianyu.
Behind him are the mainstay, the three peak masters headed by Mo Jiuxuan and seven elders.
The Sanfeng disciples and the Law Enforcement Hall disciples were divided into four formations, rising with swords, like a group of lions attacking, majestic and full of Taoism.
"Old Tianyu, if you have the guts, come with me!"
Taoist Priest Xuanqing walked against the wind and shouted from a distance on a mountain top. With a provocative smile on his lips, he turned around, his figure suddenly rose up, and he walked away at high speed.