When the old man surnamed Song saw Nie Wufeng calmly rescuing Lu Kun under his hands, his face turned ugly and he said in a deep voice: "Junior sister Ling, didn't you say that Nie Wufeng's spiritual roots disappeared today?"
"Why can he still cast spells?"
Fairy Ling was also extremely confused. The spiritual thoughts of immortal cultivators in the pill-forming stage were extremely powerful. She knew the time when Nie Wufeng's spiritual roots disappeared. With a little calculation, she could accurately calculate the time when his spiritual roots disappeared. There was no way she could make a mistake.
"Unless!" Fairy Ling thought of an impossible thing and looked shocked.
Nie Wufeng looked at the old man surnamed Song and Li Wan, who had fought with him, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "I, Nie Wufeng, suffered a loss once, but I won't do it the second time. In the future, I, Nie Wufeng, will not suffer."
The weakness of the spiritual root disappears."
The three people opposite looked at each other in disbelief. They absolutely did not believe that Nie Wufeng could change his spiritual root qualifications. They had never heard of such a method.
Nie Wufeng looked at the three people in front of him, frowned, and murmured: "Li Waner, Demon Spirit Sect, Shangqing Sect?"
Then a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he said in surprise:
"I understand, you are all from the Demon Spirit Sect! Your goal is my Yueyang Sect!"
Nie Wufeng connected the information about these three people and understood everything immediately.
I can't help but feel terrible about the design of the Demonic Spirit Gate.
"What a plan! Li Waner sneaked into our sect many years ago. On the one hand, in order to familiarize himself with the internal restrictions of the Yueyang Sect, and on the other hand, when the time was right, he killed the monks of our sect who were in the middle of the alchemy period."
"As for this fellow Taoist, he must have sneaked into the Shangqing Sect much earlier. In addition to helping you design Shangqing Sect disciples, he also used Shangqing Sect's monks to destroy a detachment of my Yueyang Sect."
"I didn't expect that your Demon Spirit Sect would have such great ambitions so many years ago!"
The three people from the Demon Spirit Sect looked at each other and gradually revealed some murderous intent.
Lu Kun on the side suddenly felt horrified when he heard this. From the beginning when the monks of the Yueyang Sect's Dan Formation Stage fell, to the fact that all the disciples who were assisting him in the Foundation Establishment Stage were wiped out, it turned out that it was all the design of the Demon Spirit Sect!
"Li Waner is actually a late-stage pill-forming cultivator. She sneaked into our sect secretly and attacked our sect's master-uncle in the core-forming stage? It couldn't be Master Wang!" Lu Kun was a little confused when he saw the appearance of this female cultivator in the core-forming stage.
Strange, why she looks so similar to Li Waner.
"No wonder I felt palpitations from time to time when I was in front of Li Waner. I really don't know what that kid Zhao Qingtian would think if he knew this situation! According to Uncle Nie, Li Waner probably attacked Uncle Wang secretly, and that is Zhao Xueer's master!"
Not to mention what Lu Kun was thinking.
Li Waner, who was opposite me, suddenly laughed and said: "Fellow Daoist Nie is indeed very thoughtful. The little girl had a few fights with fellow daoist before, but she didn't have much fun. She was also afraid that your senior brother would arrive, but now, I really want your senior brother to come."
coming."
The old man surnamed Song sneered and said: "Nie Wufeng, the three of us are all higher in cultivation than you. So what if you guess it? We will take you down today, and the subsequent battle will be much easier."
As he spoke, three powerful forces of spiritual consciousness pressed towards Nie Wufeng. If he were in the early stages of ordinary pill formation, he would definitely not be able to exert his full strength.
But Nie Wufeng was different. He snorted coldly, waved his hand, and a blue light curtain enveloped Lu Kun. At the same time, an invisible and ethereal consciousness, no less than the mid-stage pill formation, greeted the three opponents.
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Lu Kun was protected by this light curtain, but he could vaguely feel the terrifying collision of divine power outside, and subconsciously hid all the power of divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness. Otherwise, he would be dizzy even if he was not injured.
He clearly saw that the master of the Weapon Refining Peak, who he admired so much, calmly withstood the enemy's divine consciousness attack and only took half a step back. His expression did not change much, but the opponent's three pill formations
The monk Qi didn't know when he finished the glyph and quietly surrounded Nie Wufeng in the middle.
"Hahaha!"
This old man, who was promoted to the Core Formation in his twilight years, saw these three people forming a joint force in the blink of an eye. He was not afraid and let out bursts of wanton laughter.
He said in a strong yet disdainful tone: "Can the three of you defeat me, Nie Wufeng?"
"Today I will let you taste the magical power of Feng Ying Jue after I was promoted to Dan Dan!"
Opposite here are two late-stage pill formations and one mid-stage pill formation!
Nie Wufeng showed no fear at all!
Lu Kun looked at the heroic and unrestrained look on the face of this elder who had shown great kindness to him. He was instantly captured by his grace and his heart was filled with excitement!
I saw Nie Wufeng's whole body glowing with cyan light, and at the same time, Lu Kun was enveloped in it.
A gust of breeze suddenly appeared among several people.
Wind! It is an invisible thing. The breeze blows on your face and has no power. When it gathers into a whirlwind, tornado, or storm, its power is beyond the power of human beings.
What's more, the wind attribute magic used by the cultivators!
Next to Nie Wufeng, three small whirlwinds suddenly appeared out of thin air, directly blocking the magic weapons of the three monks in the elixir formation stage.
Then the three whirlwinds began to rotate clockwise with Nie Wufeng as the center.
This made the three people outside frown. This whirlwind was full of wind blades with wind attributes. Although the power was average, their magic weapons could not attack it at all. As soon as they got close, they would be carried aside by the wind force.
The small whirlwind turned faster and faster, and several people gradually felt that the power of spiritual consciousness burst out in the middle of the whirlwind.
Then the three small whirlwinds quickly merged and turned into a huge tornado dozens of feet high. Even the clouds in the sky were blown to pieces by the wind, and Nie Wufeng and Lu Kun were in the center of the eye.
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At the same time as the tornado appeared, a strong suction force was sucked towards the Demon Spirit Sect and several people. The three people's bodies flashed with spiritual light. With the help of their deep mana shield, they were able to resist the suction force and at the same time tried their best to move back.
"This wind-rolling residual cloud spell was created by me. It is no less powerful than any high-level spell. This fellow Daoist Li, please try its power first!"
Following Nie Wufeng's voice, the tornado accelerated towards Li Wan.
Compared with the escape speed of the monks in the pill formation stage, Li Wan did not dare to get close to this tornado. Her spiritual sense clearly detected that there were thousands of wind blades in the tornado.
As long as she is sucked in, no matter how powerful her mana shield is in the later stage of forming the pill, the overwhelming wind blades will still break the defense.
The female cultivator gritted her teeth, closed her golden blade magic weapon on her body, and combined with the power of the magic weapon, the light escaped and she was far away from this terrifying tornado that was like a meat grinder.
The old man surnamed Song and Fairy Ling on the other side did not dare to approach the tornado.
But what happened next left them stunned. They saw the wind blades in the tornado disappear, turning into wind energy, and converging towards the center.
A rather bloated blue light appeared in the center, shooting away into the distance at a very fast speed, disappearing from everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye. The speed of escape was incredible!
Fairy Ling looked at Nie Wufeng's disappearing figure with a complicated look in her eyes.
The old man surnamed Song sighed and said: "It seems that we need Uncle Yuanying Stage to deal with this Nie Wufeng, otherwise when we attack Yueyang Sect, this whirlwind will be enough to kill and injure most of the Foundation Establishment Stage monks I sent."
"But this person knows our Demon Spirit Sect's plan. After returning, he must be prepared to avoid transferring the sect's many years of savings in advance."
Li Waner frowned and said: "After I succeeded, I have notified Senior Brother Lu through a special magic weapon. Presumably a large group of people have already set off. We are waiting on the way. Even if Nie Wufeng notifies us in time, our speed will not be slow."
The strange look in Fairy Ling's eyes disappeared. After hearing the two people's worries, she said calmly: "Don't forget, in Yueyang Sect, we still have two back-ups. It's too late for them to prepare now."