‘It’s really disturbing to have such a boss on the street.’
Chen Li's heart was raised.
Whether he likes it or not, his current destiny is integrally connected with the sect.
Once the leader dies, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Fortunately, the distance between the two is constantly widening.
Further and further away...
Suddenly!
A dazzling white light lit up, and the originally blue sky turned pitch black.
Chen Li's entire vision was shrouded in dazzling light, like a scene of doomsday. Immediately afterwards, a thunderous noise accompanied by a shock wave dispersed in all directions, blowing the trees and monks on the mountain topsy turvy.
The golden elixir, which has accumulated spiritual power for hundreds of years, explodes on its own, and its power is terrifying and frightening!
The dazzling light lasted for a few seconds and then gradually dissipated.
He Zhao was seen covered in tattered clothes, but he was still standing in the air, and he survived the explosion.
The whole mountain was dead silent.
"Hahaha, you have suffered a loss once, how can you be attacked again? I have long been prepared to prevent you from jumping over the wall in a hurry, but the disciples of the Zhen Sect obeyed the order and killed no one." He Zhao laughed loudly, his voice was as loud as thunder, and he was full of energy.
Then it turned into a stream of light and flew towards the top of the mountain.
"Fortunately, the master is fine!" Xiao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just... is it really okay?
Or are you trying to hold on?
Chen Li was worried.
"Revenge for the leader!"
"Run away!"
"Spare my life!"
"kill!"
The next moment, shouts of death were heard in the distance, and cries for mercy rang out again.
The entire mountaintop was in chaos. Some were fighting for their lives, as if they were crazy, some were standing there blankly, wailing, and even more had their morale collapsed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, they broke out in all directions, and an indistinguishable number of Tianxing Sect monks came towards them.
Flying in all directions.
After a few people cleaned the battlefield, collected the loot, they began to intercept.
What is good and what is evil?
Chen Li was too lazy to think.
My stance is different.
No matter who he is, as long as he gets close, it will be a flying sword.
However, the main target of these people's interception is the lone Foundation Establishment. This has nothing to do with good or evil. The main reason is that the Foundation Establishment monks are rich in oil and water. How much money can the Qi Practicing monks have? The vast majority of Qi Practicing monks are in the teens or 20s.
The sky is full of rocks.
The five foundation builders, plus Chen Li, no longer hide their strength.
The battle is in vain.
As long as you intercept it, there's nothing you can't do.
It's basically a flash kill.
No danger was encountered during this period.
Of course, even the monks in the later stages of foundation building cannot catch up or stop them.
Half an hour later, the shouts of death gradually subsided, and the entire mountain became quiet.
At this time, the sunrise in the sky was gradually rising.
The morning sun shines on the Tianxing Sect's mountain gate.
The blood-stained corpses, the destroyed medicine garden, the swaying trees... created a cruel scene after the war.
Smelling the strong smell of blood, Chen Li sighed.
Many of the corpses looked like boys and girls, with childish look on their faces. Life had just begun, and there were endless possibilities for the future, but they died in this military disaster for no reason.
He killed many people.
But this was the first time for such a killing.
"There's chaos in Tianxing City over there, why don't you go grab some!" Peng Yan licked her lips and said eagerly.
Chen Li heard this and looked into the distance.
I saw thick smoke billowing from inside a cultivation city a few miles away.
Apparently seeing that the situation on the Tianxing Sect's side was not right, chaos began to arise internally.
Xiao Yuan was also a little moved and asked Chen Li for his opinion: "Tianxing Sect is good at refining weapons. This Tianxing City is a famous and prosperous city in the surrounding area. I wonder what you think of it?"
"You go ahead, I'll forget it." Chen Li was already a little tired from killing.
"My spiritual power is about to be exhausted, so I won't go." Hu Buwei also said.
Seeing that Chen Li and Hu Buwei didn't go, the remaining three hesitated for a while and finally stopped.
However, Chen Li and others did not go, and there were still many foundation builders from the Huanzhen Sect and the Hongshan Sect who rushed there, preparing to take this opportunity to continue this bloody feast.
Several people stepped on the mountain path that was soaked in blood and sticky, and climbed up the steps.
"It's our Huanzhen Sect again." Xiao Yuan muttered, and from time to time he rolled up a magic weapon or storage bag from the corpse beside him and put it into his luggage.
It's a pity that they are all used by Qi-training monks, and their origins can be found in any sect.
"Ah, this...this is Fellow Daoist Feng Qi Feng!" Xiao Yuan said with a shocked look on his face.
Everyone looked over quickly.
I can't help but have a complicated expression on my face.
Half of his head was chopped off and his brains were flowing all over the floor.
Feng Qi practiced Hunyuan Gong, a dual cultivation of law and body, and his true strength was comparable to that of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. However, on this kind of battlefield, such strength was obviously not enough. He died silently and did not cause the slightest ripples.
The corpses of fellow disciples Zhuji were discovered one after another.
Some of the Chen Li are familiar, and some are just familiar.
Chen Li even saw the body of Guo Xingquan. He was cut in half, and his intestines and internal organs were dragged out for seven or eight meters. It was obvious that he struggled for a long time before he died miserably.
As more and more familiar bodies are found.
Everyone fell silent.
…
In the evening.
The two factions finally cleaned up the battlefield, removed the corpses, and began to retreat in an orderly manner.
There were five flying boats when we came, but they had become eight when we returned. The harvest was quite rich. In addition, the harvest of territory, mortals, exercises, spiritual stones, cultivation resources, etc. made the Huanzhen Sect gain more in this war.
The bowl is full of water.
It also eliminates possible future threats and hidden dangers to the sect.
A sect with two golden elixirs, once it grows up.
The threat to Huanzhen Sect and surrounding sects is too great.
As for losses.
The foundation building is less than one-third, which is more than enough.
The number of Qi-training monks was even less than half. This number of casualties was already considered a crippling problem for the Huanzhen Sect.
I don’t know if I lost or made a profit!
But for him personally, it was indeed a profit, and a huge profit at that.
This time, Chen Li got the most share of the spoils among the five. His record was really too strong.
Among the spiritual stones that were distributed, there were more than 110 high-grade spiritual stones.
besides.
There are four second-level medium-grade magical instruments.
Two second-level low-grade magical instruments.
A set of second-level middle-grade robes.
Two sets of second-level low-grade robes.
Twenty storage bags.
Among them, there is one ten-square storage bag, three five-square storage bags, one three-square storage bag, and fifteen one-square storage bags.
As for first-level magic weapons, talismans, herbs, spiritual materials, elixirs and other miscellaneous things, they are all distributed in piles. Many monks who break out have their storage bags filled to the brim, with everything in them.
When released, they pile up like mountains.
If sold, it could be worth dozens of high-grade spiritual stones.
Adding them all up and converting them into spiritual stones, there are more than two hundred high-grade spiritual stones.
The remaining people were able to harvest at least dozens of high-grade spiritual stones.
True to his word, a gold belt for murder and arson.
As long as you can survive a war, you won't have to worry about anything.
Among all the trophies, there is only one second-level high-grade magic weapon.
It's the treasure that hit people.
But Chen Li didn't want it.
Finally, Xiao Yuan took it into his pocket.
They were quite cautious, they did not get carried away by the benefits, they basically took no big risks, and they were restrained in killing, otherwise they would have gained more.
ps: There is one more chapter before twelve o'clock in the evening. (To be continued)
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