The strength of Yaowang City is too weak. In the eyes of Qionghua Sect and Lingchi, Yaowang City is just a tool, a tool that can provide a steady supply of elixirs. No one cares what tools think. This is the sadness of the weak.

It seems like you have the best of both worlds, but in reality you have no choice.

"That is to say, after Fairy Lingchi stepped into the mountain gate, she did not kill all of them, but instead, like the Seventh Ancestor of Qionghua did to her, she included Qionghua Sect in her sect and even sent a Nascent Soul cultivator to guard here?"

After listening to the description of Medicine King City Lord, Chen Luo had a clearer understanding of the current situation of the Qionghua Sect.

Fairy Lingchi has a strong desire for revenge, and she will seek revenge on anyone who has offended her in the past.

"Yes." Yaowang City Lord nodded quickly.

His position is very correct.

Aren’t these two families using him as a tool? Then he puts himself in the position of a tool and does what a tool should do. Whether it is Chen Luo, the acting leader of the Qionghua Sect, or the Lingchi Fairy. As long as you ask him something, he will tell you everything he knows, and his main feature is that he is obedient.

"After the seven ancestors and you left, there were no Nascent Soul cultivators in the Qionghua Sect. One person is enough to suppress the entire sect."

"Who is the person in charge of Qionghua Sect now?"

"Master Dongchi, a powerful Nascent Soul expert who came down from the upper realm." Yaowang City Lord turned around quickly, took out a jade slip from the cabinet next to him and handed it to Chen Luo.

The above is all the high-level information of Lingchi recorded in Yaowang City.

If Yaowang City wanted to send pills to these people, it would naturally not even have a list.

"good."

After reading the information, Chen Luo patted the shoulder of Medicine King City Lord with satisfaction, turned around and walked out of the alchemy room with the yawning flower-backed turtle at the door.

“Why should we be polite to such insignificant people like ants? Just capture them and search their souls, and everything will be clear.” The voice of the flower-backed turtle gradually faded away, and the Medicine King City Lord in the house broke out in a cold sweat when he heard it.

call!

Only after confirming that the two had really left did Yan Qiu Ming feel completely relieved.

He knew that he had passed this level, but when he thought about what might happen next, he couldn't help but get nervous again.

What a troubled time!

After calming down, Yan Qiu Ming quickly stood up and shouted to the door.

"Someone come."

Qionghua School.

This top sect, which once stood at the top of the Tiannan Region, saw its reputation plummet after the disappearance of the Seventh Ancestor of Qionghua and the acting sect leader Chen Luo. After the rise of Fairy Lingchi, the Qionghua Sect was reduced to a background board and became a defeated supporting character in the story.

But even so, the Qionghua Sect was not wiped out.

Except that its power was suppressed and its vassal sects were destroyed, the mountain gate's ancestral land still retained its original appearance. Fairy Lingchi did not enter Taixuan Peak, the main peak of the Qionghua Sect, but instead set up a fourth-order trap outside the Qionghua Sect. This formation blocked the escape route for the Qionghua Sect's disciples. All the core disciples were like birds in a cage, trapped inside the mountain gate and unable to leave.

People nourish the formation, and the formation consumes energy.

The mountain gate is surrounded by rivers, with Taixuan Peak located in the middle.

There is a wooden pavilion in front of the peak. The pavilion is vermilion all over and has seven floors. Each floor corresponds to a main peak of the Qionghua Sect. This pavilion is like a nail, nailing the Qionghua Sect firmly in place. The spiritual energy of the earth veins that originally gathered in the Qionghua Sect, under the influence of this 'nail', reversed its fortune and gathered in the pavilion, becoming the food and nourishment for the cultivation of the disciples of Lingchi.

"What a crappy wine, it has no taste at all."

Master Dongchi was sitting on the roof of the pavilion and threw the wine gourd in his hand away with a look of disgust on his face.

"This is the best wine around here." The man who was looking for wine took the wine gourd with a bitter face and couldn't help complaining.

After Fairy Lingchi came out of seclusion, she suppressed many visitors by herself, and her power expanded rapidly.

The most notable feature is that it has annexed a large number of cultivators from the upper realm, and Master Dongchi is one of them. These people were frustrated in the upper realm, so they ran to the lower realm to abuse their power. But he never expected that in this 'lower world' shrouded in turbid air, there would actually be cultivators who had attained the state of spiritual enlightenment!

In order to survive, they were forced to join Lingchi and became dogs under the Lingchi Fairy.

Normally, things were fine when Fairy Lingchi was around, but once she left, these people's bad habits were exposed and no one would submit to anyone else. These elders can often be seen fighting within the sect. These people were divided into several factions in groups of three or four, fighting openly and secretly against each other, which made it difficult for the disciples below.

"You guys are just fooling around with the missions I issued? You didn't have this attitude when Old Ghost Xue issued the missions before."

Dong Chi Shangren had a gloomy face.

He had lost a fight within the sect and was sent here to do the guarding duty. He was already full of rage, so naturally he got furious when he got the chance. The man who was scolded also looked aggrieved. He was the outer sect deacon of Lingchi. He had also heard about the struggles among the Yuanying ancestors in the sect, but those things were far away from him. No matter whether it was Elder Xue or Elder Dongchi in front of him, they were big shots whom he could not afford to offend. You have to do everything they ask you to do and not offend anyone. The same goes for the attitude towards completing the task. I didn't favor anyone. Now I've been pissed off for no reason, so I'm naturally unhappy. But this kind of emotion can only be kept in the heart, speaking it out can be fatal.

In the eyes of these monks from the upper realm, they, the natives, are not considered human beings.

"Get out of here! If you can't find good wine, I'll tear you apart!"

"yes."

The scolded outer sect deacon responded timidly, then quickly picked up the wine gourd and retreated.

“They are all garbage!”

Master Dongchi lay down on the roof of the pavilion, grabbed the wine beside him with his other hand and took a sip, cursing under his breath. But as he was cursing, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The sky seemed to have become dark.

A layer of grayish-white power spread down from the sky without any disguise.

enemy!

Dong Chishang was startled, and a circle of water-like ripples suddenly appeared on his body, and a circle of translucent light shield appeared on his body.

Bang!

A foot stepped down in the air.

A circle of translucent light curtain rose above the wooden building. This circle of light curtain merged with the aura of Master Dongchi and collided fiercely with the feet in the sky. There was a sound of 'crack', and the floor below the wooden building broke. The soil layer shook, and dense silk threads appeared from nothingness. Each floor of the building was connected to a main peak of the Qionghua Sect.

The collision of forces lasted for several breaths before slowly subsiding.

No one could do anything to anyone.

"who!!"

After recovering from his shock, Master Dongchi was finally able to speak. He quickly redirected his strength, and the vital energy of heaven and earth around him surged, forming a protective shield that appeared around him.

“There really is a formation.”

The feet in the air retracted, and a turtle spirit with strange patterns on its back appeared above. Behind him stood a stranger in a green robe. Dong Chi Shangren didn't recognize these two people. He was not a cultivator from this world, so naturally he didn't know Chen Luo. He just thought that the other party was also a Nascent Soul cultivator like him, who came from the lower world of other worlds.

"Fairy Lingchi is a fourth-level formation master, so it's not surprising that she can set up a formation."

Chen Luo has been observing this formation.

He had heard of Fairy Lingchi's reputation as a fourth-rank formation master a long time ago. The lightning-inducing formation planned by the Seven Ancestors of Qionghua was set up by Fairy Lingchi.

"It's Changsheng Zhenjun!"

Some people in the crowd recognized Chen Luo. These people were all cultivators originally from the Tiannan Region.

"Didn't he ascend to heaven? Why is he back again?!"

"Oh no, hurry up and inform the Sect Master, Elder Dongchi may not be a match for us."

A noisy sound came from below, and Master Dongchi's face turned gloomy. Since coming to the lower world, he has not encountered anything going well. Now he can encounter enemies even when guarding the gate here, which makes him more and more unhappy, and the look in his eyes when he looks at Chen Luo and the flower-backed turtle also changes.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators are hard to see through, but their cultivation should be higher than his.

If it were any other place, Master Dongchi would definitely choose to keep quiet, but this place is different. There is a formation set up by Fairy Lingchi here. He feels that he can use the formation to cross the border and kill the enemy! However, before taking action, he decided to be polite to the other party first. If the other party was willing to join them, then maybe there would be no need to take action. They are just bullying the natives anyway, there is no need for these visitors from the upper realm to kill each other.

“Two.”

boom!

Before he could finish his words, he saw the flower-backed turtle that had attacked him earlier take a step back. The man in green standing next to him raised his hand.

A heart-pounding aura appeared in the hands of the man in green.

Circles of dark brown power were drawn away and gathered towards the right hand of the man in green. The vital energy of heaven and earth around seemed to be frozen by frost, and the means by which the Nascent Soul cultivators controlled the vital energy of heaven and earth completely lost their effect at this moment. There was only one hand left between heaven and earth, with his palm spread out, pressing lightly from top to bottom.

The palm turns into mountains, and the world becomes dark!

A strange murmur echoed in the shadows, and vaguely, it seemed as if a deceased old friend had walked out from the yin and yang, standing in the void and waving to him.

What kind of magical power is this? !

Master Dong Chi was horrified and subconsciously wanted to call upon the power of the formation to help him resist. However, he discovered something was wrong as soon as he did so.

Looking back, he saw that the fourth-order formation that he relied on was broken at some point. The threads connecting the wooden building to the Seven Peaks of Qionghua were all broken in half. Without the power to make up for the formation, it collapsed from top to bottom like a rotten dead tree.

Bang!

There was a loud bang and wood chips flew everywhere.

The wooden building that Master Dongchi relied on collapsed with a loud bang under this palm strike. He looked like he was asleep, with a smile on his face, as he fell headfirst into the ground from the top. After struggling for a few times, he died.

Chen Luo clenched his five fingers in mid-air and pulled backwards.

A translucent force was drawn up from below, mixed with a blurry energy. It was Master Dongchi's Nascent Soul. His body had lost its Nascent Soul, and a ball of faint blue spiritual fire emerged from his chest. The flame spread along his chest and burned him to ashes in the blink of an eye.

The Lingchi disciples who were watching from all sides were filled with horror.

The scene they saw was completely different from what Master Dongchi saw. In their view, Master Dongchi was like a madman. First, he stood on the roof and talked to himself. Then, he mobilized the formation for no reason. After that, he fell down headfirst, and the wooden building under his feet also collapsed strangely.

The death was inexplicable.

"Broken formation?"

The Flower-backed Turtle had long known that Chen Luo understood formations. When he was in the "Immortal Palace" before, he had seen how Chen Luo broke the formations. He could walk through such a complicated fairy formation as if it were flat ground, let alone a simple fourth-order formation like the one below.

Chen Luofei fell down and took away Master Dongchi’s storage bag when he landed on the ground. He swept the soul flag and the remaining soul was swept away.

The movements were so skillful that the flower-backed turtle was stunned. (End of this chapter)