Chapter 132 Siege of Qingling Sect
"The leader of the Juling Sect has brought his disciples to ask for a meeting." A disciple came over in a panic to report.
"The head of the Hehuan Sect, Senior Brother Su Li, led his disciples to ask for a meeting."
"Master, the Medicine Sect's Medicine Sect also wants to see you."
"The head of Xuanji Pavilion also wants to see you."
Fan Wuzhi didn't know whether they were lobbyists or...
"Oh, look at these disciples and elders who insist on training like Almu. I have no choice. A good sect leader should listen to everyone." The leader of the Juling Sect smiled.
They must be planning to live here permanently, as each of them is carrying a huge baggage.
"Junior Su Li greets Sect Master Fan and all the elders. It is really our Saint Son who is willful. Although we practice the Way of Love, we also value love and friendship. Naturally, we have to come to visit everyone in the Qingling Sect after receiving the order."
The disciples led by Su Li had the lowest cultivation level at the Jindan stage, and at first glance, they were all elite disciples of the Hehuan Sect.
"Master Fan, you saved my disciple last time. I was in seclusion at that time. I'm asking you to come to my house to pay me a visit today. Do you mind?" The speaker was the Master of Medicine Sect, Fairy Bai Shao.
The disciples of the Medicine Sect also came carrying things on their backs.
“Thank you all for coming to help my Qingling Sect today, which is basically an act against the will of heaven.
I, Fan Wuzhi, will never be able to repay this kindness in this lifetime.
But please go back and don't interfere. I hope you all understand that this battle will involve life and death.
Everyone, please go away." Fan Wuzhi said with tears in his eyes. He didn't want to implicate anyone, and he believed that even Xiaobai thought so.
Moreover, today's disaster was not caused by Xiaobai. He had known the prophecy of a disaster that would wipe out the Qingling Sect a long time ago.
"We don't agree with what Sect Leader Fan said. Even if we don't consider the Saint Son's face, we like Uncle Xiaobai very much.
Besides, we are already here, are you really not going to invite us in as guests?" A pretty and slim woman was the first to speak.
They are affectionate but loyal people, so the fight is set to begin today.
Su Li didn't say anything, but smiled and agreed to express his feelings.
Fairy Bai Shao was too lazy to say so much to Fan Wuzhi, so she asked her disciple to go in quickly.
The leader of the Juling Sect even asked his disciples to line up one by one, saying that he was too big and they should not scare the female cultivators nearby.
"Master Fan, I come here alone today and can help you get out of this impasse." The head of Xuanji Pavilion, who had been silent all this time, said with great determination.
Fan Wuzhi understood. As the head of a sect, he did not kneel before the heaven or the earth, but bowed deeply to the people from the three major sects.
It happened so fast that no one reacted.
After settling down, several people began to plan tactics.
After all, tomorrow's battle will involve more than just a few major sects, countless independent cultivators and hermits will also appear.
Fan Wuzhi asks the four great ancestors of the sect's forbidden area to fight tomorrow and take Xiaobai away at all costs.
Perhaps there is a possibility that Qingling Sect will be rebuilt in the future.
Several ancestors agreed.
The next morning, the sky was slightly bright.
The punitive army, led by Zhang Wuji, the leader of the Shangqing Sect, has arrived at the city.
The murderous aura was overwhelming, dark clouds were pressing down, and the murderous atmosphere permeated every inch of Qingling Sect's land.
Zhang Wuji's voice was like a bell, resounding through the sky: "Fan Wuzhi, hand over the witch Xiaobai, otherwise there will be no grass left in Qingling Sect today."
Fan Wuzhi had already made arrangements, and the mountain protection formation shone brightly, protecting the entire sect firmly.
However, the attack that combined the strength of several sects was extremely terrifying.
All the magic weapons came out, shining brightly, and smashed hard into the seemingly indestructible light shield.
In just one stick of incense, the mountain protection formation began to wail as it was overwhelmed.
The cracks spread like a spider web.
Snap...
With a crisp sound, the mountain protection formation was broken.
Countless cultivators rushed into the Qingling Sect roaring like a swarm of locusts.
Deep in the cave, a small figure sat cross-legged.
Xiaobai closed his eyes tightly, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead, and his little face turned pale.
She was concentrating on integrating the soul of the goddess from her previous life in her sea of consciousness, and it would be done soon.
The process is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will lose your soul.
It's not that she couldn't hear the shouting and the clashing of magic weapons from the outside world, but she couldn't be distracted.
Fan Wuzhi soared into the sky, pointed his sword directly at Zhang Wuji, and was furious.
"Zhang Wuji, you are the leader of the righteous sect, yet you are willing to be a running dog and help the tyrant to commit atrocities."
Zhang Wuji's face was indifferent, and his eyes were calm. "The right way? Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. This is the way of heaven. Those who stand in the way are all demons."
The two of them fought in an instant, sword light and spiritual energy burst out in all directions, and every collision caused the space to vibrate.
Liu Fufeng, Chen Yuyan, Shui Huanhuan, Qie Manxing and others were also tightly entangled by the masters of the other sect and could not escape.
Fairy Bai Shao commanded the disciples of Yao Sect to treat the wounded, Su Li led the disciples of Hehuan Sect to form a formation to resist, and the disciples of Juling Sect used their huge bodies to confront the enemy.
However, the number of enemies is too large, and there are also many with high levels of cultivation.
The Qingling Sect has become a bloody battlefield with fierce fighting.
Junior Brother Yan Jinjin stood on a mountain top, watching his fellow disciples fall down one by one after fighting bloody battles. He clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood seeped out.
He hated that his cultivation was so low now and he was about to become a mortal. He couldn't help much, let alone protect the little sister he held in his hands.
His eyes swept across the chaotic battlefield, and finally stopped at the figure in the sky that looked down on everything indifferently.
False heaven.
It just watched coldly, as if watching a farce of ants.
A crazy and determined idea grew in Yan Jinjin's mind.
Instead of helplessly watching my junior sister fall into danger, I might as well take a gamble.
Yan Jinjin suddenly raised his head, an unyielding fire burning in his eyes, and a sarcastic arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He shouted at the lofty figure with all his strength, "Hey, that ghost up there."
The sound was not loud, but it was clearly heard by Pseudo-Tiandao.
"Are you just going to hide behind and watch?"
"The so-called 'Heavenly Way', in my opinion, is nothing more than a coward who doesn't even dare to take action. Besides, are you worthy of it?"
Finally, an extremely subtle fluctuation appeared in the eternally indifferent eyes of Pseudo-Tiandao.
This Yan Jinjin was a person reincarnated from the upper realm. He had a special destiny and did not want to be easily affected by the law of cause and effect.
but……
How dare you, an ant, challenge the might of heaven.
A cold and ruthless voice, seemingly devoid of any emotion, slowly descended from the sky:
"Since you can produce a thunder spirit root out of thin air, you must have some understanding of the power of thunder."
"Then I will let you try. Can you bear the thunder of the true law of heaven and earth?"
As soon as the words fell, the clouds in the sky changed color and endless thunderclouds gathered madly.
Purple-black electric snakes shuttled through the clouds, emitting a heart-pounding aura of destruction.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
The next moment, countless purple-black thunderbolts as thick as buckets, like angry dragons, tore through the void and bombarded the tiny figure on the ground with the power to destroy the world.
“Uh…”
Yan Jinjin didn't even have time to let out a complete scream before she was completely swallowed up by the violent lightning.
The lightning dissipated, leaving only a large charred pit in its place.
Yan Jinjin's charred body fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string, and hit the ground heavily, her life or death unknown.
Inside the cave, Xiaobai, who was at the critical moment of fusion, suddenly trembled.
There was a tearing pain in my heart, as if something important was being torn away.
"Little Senior Brother, you are such a fool."
She clearly felt the boundless pain Yan Jinjin was enduring at the moment and the life force that was about to dissipate.
Tears of blood as big as beans slid down from the corners of his tightly closed eyes.
She wanted to rush out and see her junior brother.
However, the power integrated into her sea of consciousness was like the strongest shackles, locking her soul firmly in place.
No, can't be distracted.
If the fusion fails, all previous efforts will be wasted. Not only will Sixth Brother not be saved, but everyone will be doomed.
Xiaobai bit his lips tightly, endured the heart-breaking pain, and practiced his skills with all his strength.
"Young master, calm down." Tianshu's anxious voice sounded in her sea of consciousness.
“That fake Heavenly Dao used some strange method to forcibly merge a portion of the power of the laws of heaven and earth, making it stronger than before.
And for some reason, the power of the laws of heaven and earth cannot directly affect this world."
"But his foundation is unstable, and your goddess origin has a natural restraint on him. He is afraid that attacking you directly will lead to causal backlash."
"That's why he has been staring at you but dares not take action. He can only use the power of heaven and earth or the hands of others to test and weaken you, and then destroy you in one fell swoop."
"Your only chance of survival now is to complete the fusion of soul and spirit as soon as possible and recover some of the power of the goddess."
“Your Highness the Goddess, I am the Master of Xuanji Pavilion. I risked my life to get you something with the help of God. If you don’t open the Heavenly Gate in today’s battle, this world opened up by this door will be destroyed forever.
It’s a huge responsibility, I’m counting on you.”
After saying that, a piece of armor floated in and merged directly onto Xiaobai.
After sending the message, the leader of Xuanji Pavilion vomited blood and fainted. He knew that after interfering with the heaven's secrets this time, he would never be able to ascend to heaven again, but he was willing to do so.
"Young master, this is the goddess's armor." Tianshu couldn't help but remind him.
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