In the deepest part of Ye Family Fort, a thin old man with half-white hair suddenly opened his eyes and whispered: "Who is so bold to attack my Ye Family?"
Immediately afterwards, a powerful spiritual consciousness spread out. With the intensity of the spiritual consciousness of a monk in the pill-forming stage, it was able to cover an area of ten miles in radius. In a short time, the entire Yejia Fort was explored.
"Have all the nodes of the Forbidden Formation been destroyed?"
Then the thin old man continued to probe outside, his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Yueyang Sect! Demon Spirit Sect!"
The thin old man suddenly stood up, his body flashed with blue light, and he flew out quickly. As soon as he left the cave, he saw an old man in red robe who was in the late stage of foundation building speeding toward him.
When the old man in red robe saw the thin old man coming out, he looked slightly panicked and said, "Uncle, are you out of seclusion? A powerful enemy is attacking our Ye family!"
It turns out that this thin old man is the ancestor of the Ye family, named Ye Qingwei, and he has the cultivation level of the early stage of pill formation.
He looked serious and ordered to the red-robed old man: "Yi Tian, this time my Ye family is in trouble, and you have the highest level of cultivation. Immediately bring the two brothers and sisters Zishui and Zhitao, as well as several qualified people from Zifeng."
The best disciples in the Qi refining stage escaped from the secret passage."
"Don't worry about the things in the family warehouse. Preservation of life comes first. You have met several seniors from the Shangqing Sect in Zhongzhou and have some friendship with me. As long as you escape to Zhongzhou, you will be safe."
The red-robed old man named "Ye Yitian" saw that his ancestor spoke so quickly. He knew the seriousness of the matter and did not waste any nonsense. He clasped his fists at the old man and turned around to walk away.
At this time, the forbidden formation that enveloped Yejiabao began to flicker, as if it was about to be broken at any time.
The ancestor of the Ye family, Ye Qingwei, turned blue, and the blue light on his body flew outwards. At this time, if he wanted to preserve his Ye family bloodline, he had to buy some time.
He had just roughly sensed that they should be two monks in the early stage of forming pills. Even if he was defeated, his life would be safe.
"All the disciples of the Ye family are ready to face the enemy and use the various magic formations in the Ye family castle to fight against the opponents. With the thousands of years of experience in my Ye family, I will not be defeated so easily!"
Originally, many disciples who saw that the Forbidden Formation was about to be shattered had expressions of panic on their faces, but when they heard these words coming from the air, they were suddenly shaken.
"It's the ancestor!"
"With the cultivation level of our ancestors in the elixir formation stage, what should we be afraid of!"
"If the enemy is very powerful, how can he sneak in and destroy the nodes of the forbidden formation? Let's fight to the death."
With a "bang", the Ye family's forbidden formation shattered. It only took Ye Qingwei time to fly from the inside to the outside before it was shattered.
Two figures flew towards me. One of them, an old man with black robes and yellow eyebrows, laughed and said: "Haha, Old Ghost Ye, you used your spiritual consciousness to sneak a look before, but you still dared to come over. I admire this courage!"
After Ye Qingwei saw the person clearly, he had a look of despair on his face. This yellow-browed Taoist was lucky, but with his early stage of pill formation, it was hard to say who would win and who would lose in a fight with him.
But the monk next to Huang Mei exuded a strong pressure, obviously had a mid-stage pill-forming cultivation level, and there was a level five cheetah beside him.
I didn’t notice it before!
Ye Qingwei's lips were dry and he squeezed out a few words from his mouth: "Master Yinbao of Yueyang Sect!"
Xu Tianchuan looked at the ancestor of the Ye family and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Ye had heard of my name. This will make it easier. Do you want to end it on your own, or let us do it ourselves?"
Ye Qingwei's face was ashen and he suddenly asked: "You two, my Ye family has not offended the Yueyang Sect and the Demon Spirit Sect, so why should we join forces to destroy my Ye family? After all, our Ye family is a family in Qingzhou, and there are also Qingyang Sect and the Demon Spirit Sect here.
Qingyue Guan, my Ye family has some friendship with the Shangqing Sect."
Huang Mei smiled and said: "Hey, old ghost, the blame is that you have colluded with the Shangqing Sect in Zhongzhou for many years and supplied some resources from Qingzhou to the Shangqing Sect."
Ye Qingwei suddenly understood and said in disbelief: "Are you going to attack the Shangqing Sect?"
Xu Tianchuan said: "Since you are unwilling to end it on your own, then just suffer death!"
After saying that, Xu Tianchuan summoned a silver golden bucket-shaped magic weapon. The power it emitted was so terrifying that the foundation-building disciples below felt like a light on their backs.
Seeing this, Ye Qingwei quickly took a scarlet elixir, and his whole body's magic power increased. Then he summoned a blue long ax to meet him, and the two of them fought in the sky.
The monks at the Pill Formation Stage started fighting, and the aftermath of the battle was extremely threatening to the Foundation Stage. Fortunately, the two of them were fighting high in the air and could not affect the people below.
Seeing that the Ye Family's Pill Formation Stage monks had no time to take action, the Yueyang Sect and Demon Spirit Sect's Foundation Building Stage monks all attacked the Ye Family Fort monks.
The Ye Family Fort below was also in chaos. Many Ye Family disciples followed their ancestor's orders and fought and retreated, relying on the confinement of the houses to resist.
Some disciples also discovered that the number of enemies was terrifying, and the thirty or so foundation-building monks were not something they could contend with, so they secretly escaped deep into the Ye Family Fort.
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And in Zishui's room, another strange scene happened. At this time, Lu Kun had removed his invisibility spell and stood in the house, holding three pieces of parchment in his hand, with a happy face, and hovering in front of him.
Two long black sticks.
Opposite Ye Zi Shui looked like she was facing a formidable enemy, her teeth clasped her lips tightly, and her bright eyes stared at her opponent. There was a small wound on her right arm, and the blood was slowly flowing out. She controlled a shining golden
The halberd was suspended in front of her.
On the other hand, the old man beside him didn't show much reaction. He looked at the parchment in Lu Kun's hand with a strange look on his face.
When the old man and the young boy were talking before, Lu Kun guessed that this old man was Ling Yuetian's good friend who was an immortal cultivator back then. As expected, he finally took out three pieces of parchment.
At this time, the two people in the room were attracted by the three bells outside. Lu Kun quickly used the black throwing knife and brought back the parchment in the old man's hand. In his haste, Zhi Shui was unable to stop him and was wiped by Lu Kun's throwing knife.
hurt.
If Lu Kun hadn't put his mind on this parchment, Ye Zi Shui might have been killed with a knife while in a daze.
After Lu Kun showed up, Zishui immediately recognized this former enemy. Seeing Lu Kun summon two unparalleled sticks that had become first-level psychic weapons, she did not dare to act rashly.
This opponent was able to control a complete set of magic weapons on her own in the later stage of Qi refining. Now after the foundation building stage, 80% of the time she can use the power of this level of complete set of magic tools. She is definitely no match for her alone.
Just as these people were confronting each other for a while, the decrepit old man next to him suddenly figured out something and asked with surprise on his face: "Fellow Taoist, do you know this parchment? Is it a descendant of Brother Ling?"
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Lu Kun looked at the old man. After knowing the relationship between the old man and Ling Yuetian, he had no ill intentions toward him. He shook his head and said, "I just practiced Senior Ling's skills by chance, and his descendants have already
They were exterminated more than a hundred years ago."
When the old man heard this, his face turned pale for a while, he murmured a few words, and laughed up to the sky. Then his eyes dimmed, and Lu Kun's consciousness swept over and found that the old man was dead.
"Grandfather!" Zhi Shui looked at the old man and saw that the old man had really passed away. He was heartbroken and hugged the old man tightly.
Not long after Ye ZiShui and the others were born, their parents died outside.
It was this old man who raised her and her brother and loved them very much. Seeing this relative sitting down like this, Zishui was filled with grief and anger. In an instant, he looked at Lu Kun with his red eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "It's you
, if it weren’t for you, my grandfather would have been able to stay with me for a few more days!”
Without saying anything else, he recklessly used his golden halberd to attack Lu Kun.
At this time, Lu Kun put away the parchment and looked at the woman in front of him, feeling very confused. This woman could be said to have hatred against him, but because of her, he had just obtained the parchment that was very important to him.
Moreover, this woman was obviously a little crazy because of the death of a relative.
However, when the opponent came to attack, Lu Kun used the object control technique to control the Wushuang stick to parry, while he put on the spirit control arm guard on the other side. In his desperation, he only had time to equip one arm guard.
Just as the two were exchanging weapons, the ban on the house was opened, and a rapid voice came.
"Little sister, the Demon Spirit Sect and the Yueyang Sect suddenly attacked my Yejia Fort. Our ancestor ordered us to evacuate quickly, eh? It's you!"
At this time, a man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes walked in. When he saw Lu Kun and his little sister fighting, his face changed drastically, and he quickly used another golden halberd to attack Lu Kun.
Seeing this, Lu Kun shook his head, and with a move of his hand, he grabbed two extremely black unparalleled sticks and injected mana into them. At the same time, the muscles on his body bulged, and a green and red halo circulated on the surface of his body.
An momentum above the middle stage of foundation building burst out.
"when"
Lu Kun used his unparalleled sticks on his left and right, and used his physical strength to move forward on both sides, knocking the two halberds away easily.
After the Wushuang stick was upgraded to a first-level psychic, its power greatly increased in Lu Kun's hands!
At this moment, a giant hammer flashing with red light flew in from outside the house, and the aura it exuded was the power of the late-stage foundation building level.
When Lu Kun saw this, his expression changed.
"Level 3 psychic weapon!"
He then exchanged his two sticks and hurriedly blocked the giant red hammer.
With a "bump", Lu Kun was knocked into the house by a giant hammer.
At the same time, Ye ZiTao pulled Ye ZiShui, whose eyes were red, and walked out.
The giant red hammer launched another attack inward, then flew out of the room and fell into the hands of an old man in red robes.
The old man in red robe said quickly: "Zitao, don't stay, hurry up and take the secret family path. My ancestor just sent me a message. The enemy is too powerful. The Ye family may be wiped out. Time is running out!"
"Other cultivators are coming, I'll go and resist them."
After saying this, the old man used the red hammer to stop the disciples of the sect who were coming here.
Zi Tao's eyes were also a little red, but he still calmly cast the invisibility spell on the two of them, and dragged Zi Shui towards the depths of Yejia Fort.