Master Aoki did not hesitate at all, his Taoist robes stirred, and his whole body instantly turned into dead wood and stopped at the entrance of the formation.
Bang! Bang!
First there was a pair of white bone poisonous fire hammers, with two muffled sounds, Aoki's back was sunken, showing awkward folds.
Then the black lotus fell down, instantly covering the whole body, arousing the demonic fire in the heart and burning the true energy.
Master Aoki fell down, the entrance to the formation was closed, and the 3,600-ring hookah formation started to operate again.
"Damn it, it's two monks from the Five Elements Sect. Why are they here?"
The will-o'-the-wisps in White Bone Master's eyes were beating rapidly, and his hammers fell to his side, spinning continuously.
"The Qingfeng Sect has been entrenched in the Black Mountain Mountains for thousands of years. It is not surprising that several hidden roads have been explored... Speaking of which, at the beginning, your Liang Kingdom sect was afraid of the fourth-order Qingluan and regarded the Black Mountain as a forbidden land. No one dared to set foot on the sect. It was easy.
The founder of Qingfeng Sect is a foreign monk."
Jiang Yuhe still had a calm and relaxed attitude, neither happy about things nor sad about himself. He was not moved at all by the appearance of the Five Elements Sect monks who successfully broke into the formation.
Instead, he waved his sleeves and talked about ancient things.
"Not to mention the pill-forming monk who was hit by you and me. I don't know whether he is alive or dead... The other person who escaped was severely injured by me before, but with simple treatment and the corresponding spiritual pill, he can already perform three or four things.
Yuan. With this person controlling the formation, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to break the formation. I wonder what the real person is going to do next?"
"Whether we continue to besiege this place or transfer to another direction, I will follow suit."
"Try for two more days, and please ask Brother Jiang Dao not to hold anything back... The man's injury has not healed, and if he distracts from the formation, it may aggravate the injury."
Master Bai Gu pondered for a moment, still unwilling to let go of the situation in front of him.
We were just one step away from conquering Feiyue Lake, and something went wrong again.
If you don’t keep trying, you will always feel unwilling.
"Since the real person has given instructions, I will do my best."
A black lotus rose behind Jiang Yuhe's head, and the overwhelming demonic energy spread out. Each black lotus was as colored as thick ink, condensing the most extreme evil.
Master Bai Gu subconsciously took a few steps away, the will-o'-the-wisps flashing in his eyes, and all kinds of evil thoughts in his heart were aroused by the black lotus, making him unable to control himself.
'What a terrifying magic power!'
White Bone Master's true energy circulated around his body, he calmed down and changed his direction, not daring to face the black lotus platform directly.
‘This man’s martial arts are so powerful that he must be from the Yuanying sect, so he has such a heritage... How could he travel thousands of miles to the Liang Kingdom and join the service of the Blood God?’
After thinking about it and wondering, Master Baigu didn't think too much, since this was a matter of the Blood Demon Sect anyway.
A pair of white bone poisonous fire hammers once again transformed into two white bone gods and demons, wielding their weapons and rushing toward the formation.
He himself also activated a bone-white sword light, which turned into a cold sword light, constantly killing and splitting the water curtain.
It is the third-level flying sword, the white bone cold light sword.
This sword was not refined by the White Bone Master. All his savings were spent on the pair of White Bone Poison Fire Hammers. Because they were in pairs, the refining cost and upgrade cost were twice that of other magic weapons. How could he have any wealth to show off?
Think of the third level flying sword.
The White Bone Cold Light Sword was made by the head of the Ghost Spirit Sect several generations ago. It was made from the backbone of a fourth-level transformed demon.
The big demon was known for its divine power before he was alive. He swung the White Bone Cold Light Sword with the same powerful force, shaking the ground with a huge formation of 3,600 rings of hookah, and causing huge waves in the lake.
At the same time, the sword body carries a bit of resentment from the fourth-level transformed demon, which is sealed in the sword and will remain forever.
When fighting an enemy, as long as the spiritual consciousness has not reached the late stage of elixir formation, it will be affected.
The larger the gap, the more serious the impact. Being frightened by the power of the fourth-level demon, the reaction is slow.
…
"Take me to the formation hub!"
Master Heishui held the fallen Master Aoki, his true energy circulated to protect his heart, and anxiety appeared on his face for the first time.
"Uncle, please come with me."
Bai Zichen glanced worriedly, and saw that Qingmu's face was like gold paper, the blood he spat out was mixed with sawdust, and his whole body was in tatters.
Holding back the pain in his chest, the sword light flew quickly and landed on the small island in the middle of the lake.
Except for Zhou Suqing, almost all the foundation-building monks on the island gathered here.
Bai Zichen didn't have time to say hello, so he pushed open the palace door, turned around a few times, and arrived at the formation hub.
Senior Sister Zhou Suqing is concentrating on the array, with Su Li guarding her.
"Senior Sister Zhou, Junior Brother Lan, these two are Senior Uncle Blackwater and Senior Uncle Aoki from the Five Elements Sect..."
Bai Zichen opened his mouth to introduce, and when he saw that the vitality was gradually weakening, and the exposed dead wood was gradually dying, Master Aoki felt sad in his heart.
"You continue to control the formation, and I will cooperate with you and provide you with true energy..."
Master Heishui's body swayed and he had already sat down in front of the array, but he placed his hand on Master Aoki's chest and never left.
"How's Uncle Aoki's injury? Are there any useful elixirs? I'll go check in the warehouse to see if there's anything in stock..."
"Senior brother has transformed into a form and withstood the damage with his incomplete dead wood body. Ordinary medicinal stones are ineffective... The white bone poisonous fire hammer severely damaged the physical body, poisonous fire entered the body, and the black lotus triggered the magic fire, burning the true essence."
Master Heishui's words were filled with tiredness and sadness, but his other hand had already pressed on the array plate, injecting endless amounts of true energy into it.
"The next step is to see whether senior brother's dead wood body can wake up. If it can wake up, can it still survive..."
Bai Zichen remained silent and exited the room.
He is not good at formation and cannot help, so he can leave the inner space to Master Heishui and Zhou Suqing.
"Senior Brother Bai, it's a good thing you brought the seniors from the Five Elements Sect here, otherwise the third-order formation wouldn't be able to support it..."
Su Li followed from behind and kept saying.
"You had a battle with the Ghost Spirit Sect monks, and Master Aoki was seriously injured?"
Bai Zichen nodded slightly and briefly told the story of entering the battle: "This sect owes a huge debt... Martial Uncle Heishui was seriously injured, and Martial Uncle Qingmu was in danger of dying, which would implicate my family's affairs. The Five Elements Gate ends here.”
"We share the same body and fate, and we share the same energy and branches. It's not just words... Junior Brother Su, the Five Elements Sect has done it, and now it's up to us."
Bai Zichen looked far away and strode away.
"Senior Brother Bai, where are you going? Aren't you waiting here?"
"Healing, practicing..."
Bai Zichen stopped and said in a firm and powerful voice: "With Master Heishui and Senior Sister Zhou here, there is no need to worry about the formation. The Ghost Spirit Sect monks will have to retreat in a few days at most."
"It's useless for me to stay here. It's better to practice quietly so that I can avenge this hatred as soon as possible."
Su Li let out a long sigh. In front of Master Jiedan, even a proud man like Senior Brother Bai was as fragile and could be destroyed with a snap of his fingers, full of deep powerlessness.
Baiyu Tower.
Bai Zichen took out a Baicao Shengsheng Dan, and after swallowing it, the cooling and soft medicinal power dissipated.
The powerful physical body brought by the five-crystal glazed body has allowed his broken sternum to heal by two points, and after being stimulated by the drug, it grew rapidly.
By the early morning of the next day, the pain in my body had subsided, and the injury would be cured in a few days.
"I still underestimated the strength of the pill-forming monks. Even though they are called real people, they have to make a fundamental difference from the previous border... I used to think that I could save my life with the third-level talisman and the glazed fire god body, but now it seems that it is a bit difficult."
Bai Zichen recalled the bone-white sword light. It seemed that there was an inexplicable force pulling at that time, which slowed down his thoughts and prevented him from successfully self-destructing his glass body.
Although the final result was good, the third-level dead wood death talisman alone was able to block the blow, saving the time of rebuilding the glass body.
But in fact, it was because they failed to meet their own requirements and something went wrong.
"There is something weird about that flying sword, which affects my consciousness, which is why this situation occurs. Otherwise, no matter how fast the third-level flying sword is, it cannot be faster than my thoughts..."
With a mysterious spiritual body, there are no bottlenecks in his cultivation. Bai Zichen has a detached mentality after establishing the foundation.
Even if he knew that he was a remnant of the Fish Dragon Sect, he would have a lot of enemies outside the sea, including even a fourth-level transformed demon dragon king among them.
But at most I felt a little anxious, not panicked.
Because he believed that as long as he was given enough time, he would be able to sweep through the Ghost Spirit Sect, kill all the monsters in the Black Mountains, and greatly boost the glory of the sect after he grew into a pill-forming monk.
As for the Wanxing Islands headed by Youlongmen, they have transformed into great monsters. They are thousands of miles away from the Black Mountain Mountains, and there is no clear suspect.
After they find the clues and find the target, they may become the True Monarch of Nascent Soul.
Even though Long Jun is the best among the great demons in disguise, there is nothing he can do as long as he doesn't go to the open sea.
But in the bloody sect wars in the past few years, one by one his fellow sects died in battle, Old Ancestor Yang who exploded his golden elixir, and his brothers and sect seniors who blocked the enemy with their own bodies...
It made Bai Zichen put away his superior and detached mentality and regain his cautious heart.
"Cultivation is the foundation. If I am perfect in foundation building, I can at least be able to support one or two in the hands of the Danjie monks, so I won't have no power to fight back..."
After thinking through the joints, Bai Zichen felt that the fog in his mind was swept away, and he became a little clearer about the way forward.
After swallowing an earthly flame elixir, the mana flowed in the body, and with the movement of the Fire Dragon's Guiyuan Sutra, there was a faint roaring dragon's roar.
He seemed to have forgotten that there were three pill-forming demon cultivators lingering outside Feiyue Lake, attacking them endlessly.
I forgot that there is a brutal war between the two sects. Since the war started, countless disciples of Qingfeng Sect have died.
Drops of spiritual liquid dropped from the Dantian Qi sea, taking another step towards the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.
Five days later, Bai Zichen stepped out of the quiet room and found that Su Li had been waiting outside the building for a long time. He opened the ban to let him in.
"Senior Brother Bai, at this critical moment, you actually entered meditation practice. I really admire you..."
In the past few days, Su Li has come here three times, but every time he got the reply that Senior Brother Bai was practicing.
"Currently, the only thing Jiedan Master can rely on is the third-level formation. With or without me, there will be no changes. If you want to understand this, why can't you enter samadhi... but the Demon Cultivator of the Ghost Spirit Sect has withdrawn?"
Bai Zichen had just finished practicing. His mind was clear and his cultivation had improved. His eyes were half open and half closed, shining with an elusive light.
"Senior Brother Bai, how do you know? The three core-forming demon cultivators just evacuated in the morning, and there are also foundation-building cultivators lingering around, but they have not all evacuated..."
Su Li let out a light sigh. He had just learned this news from Zhou Suqing, and none of the other elders had received the notification.
"Since Feiyue Lake cannot be conquered, it will be a waste of time if we continue, unless the Blood Demon Sect can send another Danjie guest to help."
Bai Zichen was not surprised by this, and was concerned about another thing: "Has Master Qingmu woke up?"
"This is the second thing I came to see Senior Brother Bai. Master Aoki woke up last night... his breath was very weak, but at least his life was saved."
Su Li's mood was happy at first, and then quickly became depressed.
"Master Heishui said that the dead wood body cultivated by Master Aoki was destroyed and the path was cut off. Even if the injury can be healed, it will only be in the early stage of elixir formation in the future and there will be no progress."
"As long as your life is safe."
Bai Zichen felt much relieved and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Qingmu was injured for our sect. If it really hurts the origin and affects the path, I will go to all corners of the world to find a spiritual elixir to cure his hidden injury."