"Why hasn't Cihang Temple's formation been broken open yet? Your people won't have problems at this time, right?"

A figure whose whole body was shrouded in black mist looked very dissatisfied as he looked at Cihang Temple in the distance, which was still covered with a golden film of light.

"Do you think the stupa of Bailian Mountain is a wooden building in the slums? Don't worry, I'm already prepared. As long as the information provided by that idiot Konge is correct, Cihang Temple will be destroyed today!"

The person standing next to him calmly glanced at the black mist, and then cast his cold gaze on Cihang Temple.

In the sky far away from Cihang Temple, ten airships carrying the flag of Bailian Mountain took off from a hidden mountain col and flew at full speed towards Cihang Temple, which was in chaos.

But on these flying boats, there are not only people from Bailian Mountain, but also mixed with a large number of bloodthirsty and brutal demon cultivators, as well as chaotic casual cultivators hired by huge profits.

After all, Cihang Temple is one of the four major sects, with an astonishingly strong foundation.

Although he was successively betrayed by senior members of the sect, and was attacked by demon cultivators and Bailianshan in succession, he was beaten into an extremely embarrassing situation and suffered heavy losses.

But even so, it is still almost impossible to completely annihilate them with just a few hundred people.

As long as the people at Cihang Temple take a breath, those hundreds of monks won't even have a chance to escape.

The demonic cultivator who made a sneak attack was already the maximum number of people that could be sent in without alerting the Sutra Valley.

Their mission is to cause chaos and destroy the main formation nodes of Cihang Temple, and to delay as much time as possible.

The real main force is still lurking outside the sensing range of Cihang Temple, this flying boat fleet.

The composition of the fleet is very complex, consisting of the disciples of Bailian Mountain, the remnants of the former Demon Sect, the small sect forces who have taken refuge in them, and a large number of casual cultivators who have no position and only care about spiritual stones.

If Cihang Temple is attacked by this fleet again in such a bad situation, it will only be a matter of time before it is destroyed.

"The six old guys from Cihang Temple have been trapped by Black Lotus, and the ones from Bodhidharma Academy have also been led away by the ancestors. It's our turn to appear next!"

"Destroy Cihang Temple! This is our first battle to tear apart the hypocritical peace of Dachhong Mountain!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! The cubs are flying over at full speed! I can't help but want to participate in this feast!"

"Newcomers, if you dare to hold back, I will kill you first!"

A group of guys with bad personalities screamed excitedly on the boat, they were looking forward to all the blood and killing!

....

boom!

The medicine man who rushed toward Jiang Li and others was directly punched away by Elder He, and exploded into a cloud of poisonous mist in the distant sky.

In the presence of Nascent Soul, not everyone can do even a suicide attack.

"Look out for each other and be careful!"

After leaving such a sentence, Elder He no longer waited and watched, his momentum increased steadily, and he rushed directly towards Situ Tingxin of Bailian Mountain who failed to fight last time.

The animal blood tattoo on his body almost seemed to come to life, swimming and roaring on Elder He's burly body.

With the blessing of the animal blood catalog, Elder He vented his anger towards the opponent with infinite power.

At this time, the situation on the field became increasingly chaotic.

In the aftermath of the battle between dozens of Nascent Souls, the square felt as if a magnitude 18 earthquake had occurred. Most of the monks present could not even stand up.

More low-level disciples lost consciousness in the back-and-forth aura, and many even had their souls shattered and died on the spot.

Fortunately, the Nascent Soul from Cihang Temple had the upper hand, so they took the trouble of being injured and moved the battlefield with those high-level magic cultivators.

Elder He also struck a series of fast punches that were invisible to the naked eye, pushing the man from Bailian Mountain directly into the distance.

The huge energy blocks that collided with each other moved away, and the raging storm gradually subsided, giving the remaining disciples some room to breathe.

Soon, the monks who were still in the venue started to organize themselves.

The monks who were in the best condition bravely faced the enemy, and the disciples who were seriously injured but could barely move helped their fellow disciples who were seriously injured to move.

There are also monks who know the rune formation, and they immediately rush to the formation node except the stupa. As long as the formation is activated, they can use the Buddha's light to bless their disciples, suppress those damn demon cultivators, and the crisis will be solved immediately.

At this time, the poisonous mist previously formed by the self-destruction of the medicine man also began to spread. As the concentration dropped, although the power was no longer so terrifying, it was still a deadly poison.

Jiang Li and the others' space was compressed and they were forced to retreat outwards. They also bumped into two demon cultivators head-on.

The monks of Cihang Temple in front wailed and fell to the ground. The golden light protecting their bodies was contaminated and destroyed by some kind of power, and then their whole bodies were covered in sores and died horribly.

The two demonic cultivators looked disheveled, with dry skin, and ugly faces. They looked neither human nor ghosts. Their two pairs of fish-shaped eyes were still wandering around in their eye frames, and they didn't look like living people.

Senior Brother Xiang Yuanba's expression became solemn. He had been traveling for a long time and recognized the two people at a glance.

"Junior brother, be careful, that's the Second Evil from the Corpse Coffin!"

Those were two very famous demon cultivators in the elixir formation stage.

There are quite a few famous demon cultivators in Dachong Mountain, but there are not many demon cultivators who can still live well after becoming famous.

These two are among them.

They are very cunning and have mastered a special method of puppeting corpses. They are usually very cautious and their attacks are almost always puppet corpses. No one has been able to catch them, so they have been able to get away with it until now.

Sometimes they would even go to some monks' gatherings to rob monks, make their corpses into puppets, and then send them to sell at stalls.

It can be said that they are two very bad guys.

The key is that they are not the weakest virtual elixir among the monks in the elixir formation stage, but the real elixir realm that has turned virtuality into reality!

"Hahaha, madam, look, there is a handsome doll with long hair here. This doll is much prettier than those smelly monks."

"My husband wants to put on his skin and then have sex with his wife. What does she think?"

The two evil spirits in the corpse coffin turned out to be a couple, a man and a woman. When the male evil spirit saw Jiang Li, he took a liking to his skin at a glance, and even threatened to skin him and play role-playing between the sexes!

"My husband is so kind to my family. When my family sees this skin, they will definitely die of joy."

The female evil spirit also looked at Jiang Li, with a pair of peach blossoms in her eyes, which could really make people sick to death.

When Jiang Li saw this, he was so angry that he stomped on the ground and stabbed him with a stabbing attack.

Eighteen sharp Nine Nether Wooden Spears pierced out from the ground, instantly piercing the two men.

But looking at the two human figures, they are no longer demon cultivators. They are clearly two long-dead skeletal corpses.

"Hahaha, Tiancan Ghost Claw!"

"Jie hehe, husband, please don't break that handsome skin, the ground is short of ghost claws!"

Following two strange screams, two corpses not far from Jiang Li suddenly rose up, and a ghost claw grabbed them from the right.

The other ghost claw fell from the top of the left hand! The two ghost claws are sharp and combined, and the combined power is not simple!

The two evil spirits in the corpse coffin actually used the corpse puppet as a lure, put on the skin of the dead monk, and pretended to be a dead body to sneak up on him.

The attack came so fast and hard that Jiang Li could only push each other and jump away one after the other.

The two ghost claws suddenly joined together, and the terrifying Yin Qi spread out from them, which should be accompanied by a ghost's wail with an unusual frequency.

"Hahaha, I'm just a foundation-building disciple, come and die!"

The female evil spirit chased Senior Brother Xiang Yuanba away, waving her ghost claws repeatedly, and the two sides fought fiercely.

But this male evil spirit has set his sights on Jiang Li, as if he really wants to peel off Jiang Li's skin and wear it as clothes, just as he said!

"You want to skin me! I'll blow your fish eyes out!"

Jiang Li faced the opponent's ghost claw, raised his hand and punched it.

Cang! There was a loud sound, and the collision between the two caused the ground under their feet to crack.

The sharp ghost claws scratched Jiang Li's arm hard, making a harsh sound like metal cutting. The sinister spiritual energy tried to invade Jiang Li's body, but was firmly blocked by the harmless body.

Although the opponent was very injured, he still could not easily break through Jiang Li's terrifying defense.

The power of Jiang's fist still had the upper hand. This collision, using the foundation cultivation method, actually knocked the opponent back five or six meters away.

"Boy, what a lot of strength!"

The corpse coffin male looked at Jiang Li in confusion. He couldn't imagine why the aura Jiang Li showed was just building a foundation.

Is he a genius, or is he hiding his strength?

It doesn't matter, they all weigh the same if they die!

"Hahaha, but being strong is of no use to me. Just accept your death and hand over your skin!"

The Corpse Coffin Xiongsha obviously didn't think much of physical cultivation, so he waved his ghost claws and rushed towards Jiang Li again.

Boom, Jiang Li waved his hand, and the dark iron chains climbed onto the iron fists of both hands, forming two heavy cage gloves.

A famous demon cultivator who is in the realm of real elixirs in the elixir formation stage is not comparable to the two idiots Jiang Li has seen before.

To deal with him, it's worth Jiang Li using the Dragon Prison Lock.

Wrapped in chains, the giant hammer-like iron fist hit the enemy. This punch was so hard that even the Danjie monk had to vomit blood on the spot.

But a look of success flashed in the opponent's eyes, and a piece of dirty rag suddenly unfolded from in front of Xiong Sha.

Jiang Li's punch hit the ordinary piece of rag directly.

However, the heavy punch like a speeding train was stopped by such a dirty rag in a way that softness overcomes hardness.

The Corpse Coffin Xiongsha turned around and directly used his ghost claws on Jiang Li's side, scratching eight hundred marks.
To be continued...