The dazzling golden sword light dissipated, and the three Nascent Soul stage monks were completely destroyed. Several defensive magic weapons and storage bracelets remained in the air.
Huang Xiaoyun exhaled a breath of turbid air, his hands were still trembling slightly. Not only did the fist, heart and sword fighting skills require time to accumulate strength, but when stored in the hands, it would also cause considerable pressure on the palm bones.
After accumulating power for such a long time, his palm bones were somewhat spiritually damaged.
Huang Xiaoyun waved one hand and put away these magic weapons and storage bracelets. He looked at the old man named Zheng not far away, cupped his hands and said: "I need help from fellow Taoist Zheng this time, otherwise it will be a bit troublesome to deal with these people."
The old man surnamed Zheng quickly shook his head and said: "You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Huang. Even if I'm not here, with Fellow Daoist's magical powers, the battle can be easily resolved."
This old man was a Nascent Soul monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect. He and Song Yuan returned to the Yinluo Sect in order to help the Holy Poison Sect. The ambush plan of the four sects and three clans was directly leaked by them.
After Huang Xiaoyun found out, he simply used his plan and asked Pan Yan to protect Du An openly, while he lurked secretly. Together with the old man named Zheng as an insider, he completely wiped out the enemy.
The old man surnamed Zheng hesitated for a moment and then said: "Fellow Daoist Huang, are we going to the Holy Poison Sect? Although Senior Brother Song is secretly helping us, there are seven other Nascent Soul stage monks..."
Huang Xiaoyun laughed and said: "Don't worry, Daoyou Zheng, the Holy Poison Sect has already arranged the measures, and there are two Yuan Ying stage elders of this sect sitting in charge, so nothing will go wrong."
When the old man surnamed Zheng heard this, his expression relaxed. After this battle, he had an intuitive understanding of the Nascent Soul-level physical cultivation in the Body Refining Pavilion.
Huang Xiaoyun and Pan Yan, one has terrifying attack power, and the other has simply abnormal defense power. If they are regarded as the initial stage of Yuan Ying's physical training according to their spiritual power, they are both existences that can leapfrog the battle, and their fighting power is astonishing.
Not to mention Pavilion Master Lu, the power of spiritual consciousness he displayed was at the late Nascent Soul stage, but the magical power that was like a meteorite from the sky, even if it was not as good as that of the monks at the Transformation Stage, was probably not far behind.
At this moment, a white jade talisman appeared in Huang Xiaoyun's hand. He scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and said with a slight smile: "Fellow Daoist Zheng, Junior Brother Pan and Du An have escaped from trouble, and the monks in the alchemy stage of the four sects and three clans have also been eliminated."
"While the opponent's Nascent Soul Stage monks are not around, we will eradicate all the settlements of the four sects and three clans and settle in the Demon Dragon Mountain."
"As long as the Demon Dragon Mountain is captured in one go, even if the casual cultivator alliance has any ideas, it will be too late to react."
"What Huang Daoyou said is absolutely true."
The two of them turned into two escaping lights and flew towards Pingding Mountain.
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The far west of Xizhou, in the Huize Valley.
The Ten Thousand Poison Formation of the Holy Poison Sect has become fragmented. In the gray poisonous miasma, two huge black war boats are faintly suspended. Many disciples of the five sects and three tribes are circling around in the valley, trying to find the hidden holy poison.
Disciple.
The eight Nascent Soul stage monks were all concentrated in the center of the valley, standing outside a restricted area. Several of them were still holding low-level monks from the Holy Poison Sect in their hands, performing soul-searching techniques.
Leng Feiyan waved one hand, and the low-level monk in her hand was turned into ashes by a ball of demonic flames. She nodded and said: "I also found this message. Below this restriction is the core of the Holy Poison Sect."
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"In addition to the opponent's elder's cave, the teleportation circle is also in the square below."
"The response of the Holy Poison Sect is really fast. In the half-quarter of an hour that the Ten Thousand Poison Formation fought for, most of the disciples hid inside."
An old man said: "Then what are we waiting for? How can this layer of restrictions stop us?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he summoned a bronze hammer magic weapon, and everyone else also used their magical powers.
For a moment, countless spiritual lights flashed, and roars resounded throughout the valley. After ten breaths, this powerful layer of restrictions was completely blown away, revealing a diagonally downward passage from which pure demonic energy gushes out.
Several tyrannical powers of divine consciousness penetrated.
"Hey, there is interference with spiritual consciousness here."
"The material of the passage is a bit strange. The last section seems to be dragon-breaking stone."
"Behind the Broken Dragon Stone is the exit. It seems to be a square."
Leng Feiyan looked worried and said: "This narrow place is most suitable for physical cultivators to fight. If there are physical cultivators ambushing behind the passage..."
Song Yuan frowned and said: "The bottom of the passage is made of dragon-breaking stone. Although it can interfere with spiritual consciousness, it cannot arrange a magic circle. The only dangerous place is the exit of the passage."
He narrowed his eyes and said: "It has only been more than a quarter of an hour since our invasion. I am afraid that the teleportation circle has not been activated yet, but if it is delayed any longer, then there is no telling."
Song Yuan glanced at everyone, especially the Nascent Soul monks from the three major families, and said calmly: "Song's defensive magical power is not weak. If you are afraid, Song will take the lead, but I want to give priority to the treasures that will be collected later.
Choose three.”
"Wu has no objection."
"Fellow Daoist Song takes the risk, and this is what he should do."
"no problem."
These Nascent Soul stage monks are not short-sighted. They know that they are racing against time. If they delay for too long, they may have to face a steady stream of Body Refining Pavilion monks. After Song Yuan is willing to take the lead, they naturally have no objections.
So Song Yuan blessed his body with several defensive secret techniques, summoned two defensive magic weapons, and flew towards this passage first, followed closely by the others.
A distance of tens of feet quickly flashed by, and everyone arrived at the area where the last dragon-breaking stone was. At this time, their spiritual consciousness was able to detect the scene behind the exit.
It was a vast underground square, with a flashing formation in the center. Several immortal cultivators were adjusting the formation around it, with anxious expressions on their faces.
"Teleportation Circle!"
"They're already debugging."
Song Yuan briefly investigated and then turned into a ray of light and flew out. The exit of the passage seemed to be very safe, but when he came to the teleportation circle, rays of forbidden spiritual light quickly poured out.
"No, it's a spirit binding formation. Fellow Taoists, hurry up and break the formation. They are about to debug it..."
Then Song Yuan's figure was covered by the ban.
The faces of the Nascent Soul stage monks who were still in the passage changed, and they hurriedly flew out. The four people from the three major families looked at each other with cautious expressions, as if they wanted those people to take the lead, and slowed down.
But at this moment, a terrifying squeezing force suddenly surged out of the Broken Dragon Stone walls surrounding the passage, squeezing from up, down, left, and right directions.
"not good!"
"There are restrictions!"
The faces of these four Nascent Soul stage monks showed looks of shock and anger, and the defensive auras instantly merged together. The light black circular magic shield was squeezed in the middle of the passage by this force.
"Rumble..."
Almost at the same time as this squeezing force appeared, two huge gray stone doors suddenly fell from both ends of the Broken Dragon Stone passage, turning this area into a closed room. Among the two stone doors, the same
An invisible force surged out.
The head of the Zhuo family said with a gloomy face: "What kind of restriction is this? It can be placed in the Broken Dragon Stone. Fortunately, the four of us advance and retreat together, otherwise no one can resist this squeezing pressure field."
The other three people were also dripping with cold sweat. If they hadn't cooperated in advance and reacted quickly, they might have been crushed to pieces by this terrifying force.
As they jointly activated the defensive shield, they could clearly sense that this squeezing force not only possessed the attack power of the mid-Nascent Soul stage, but also seemed to be endless and continuous.
A black-haired old man had a flash of spiritual light in front of him, and a long sword magic weapon shot forward, but as soon as he broke out of the shield, his speed slowed down, as if he was crawling slowly like a turtle.
"What should I do? Even the magic weapon is difficult to move under the pressure of this force. If this force keeps squeezing, the magic power will be consumed sooner or later."
"There is no movement at the Broken Dragon Stone Gate. Do the guys from the four major sects just ignore us?"
The head of the Zhuo family said with an ugly face: "Those people must give priority to destroying the teleportation circle, and we can only rely on us to save ourselves."
His spiritual consciousness sensed it and said: "These invisible forces are squeezing from all directions. If we break the Broken Dragon Stone Gate in front, we will be ejected from the channel under the squeeze of other force fields."
"One person's magic weapon is not powerful enough. Only by combining our magic powers can we withstand the squeezing force of the mid-stage Nascent Soul, and then use the impact of the magic weapon to destroy the Dragon Breaking Stone."
"Zhuo Fang's Heavenly Seal is mainly made of thousand-year-old black iron, which is very hard. This magic weapon is the main material."
"good!"
The head of the Zhuo family waved one hand, and a dark blue square seal appeared in front of him. The magic power of the other people all concentrated on this magic weapon. For a moment, the treasure light shined brightly and broke out of the defensive shield.
Its speed was still affected to a certain extent, but it was much better than before. At least it was not much different from ordinary magic weapons. In the blink of an eye, it hit the Broken Dragon Stone Gate in front of it.
"boom……"
The magic weapon's rich aura was mostly dissipated due to the Dragon-Breaking Stone's unique spiritual properties, but its impact was extremely strong. With one blow, it created a hole as big as a fist.
The four people were refreshed, but before they could continue to cast spells, a group of blood-red liquid suddenly gushes out from behind the fragments of the Dragon-Breaking Stone, and a layer of gray stone walls on several other walls also peeled off automatically.
Three liquids of different colors gush out.
Under the squeeze of the invisible force field, these liquids instantly turned into colorful mist, pressing on the shields of several people.
"Holy poison!"
The expressions of all the Nascent Soul stage monks from the three major families changed drastically, revealing expressions of horror.
Four terrifying poisons comparable to the power of the Nascent Soul, squeezed by the invisible force field, stuck to their shields, making bursts of corrosion sounds, and the aura above dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye...