Boom boom boom! In the huge twisting Nine Netherworld tree world, two figures were leaping and hopping quickly, with a gray pill chasing them relentlessly from behind.
The fellow disciples in Sutra Valley wanted to sacrifice themselves to help Jiang Li at first, but they soon discovered that most of them were not only unable to help, but would also hinder Jiang Li.
This made them, who were obviously older and had higher levels of cultivation, feel very uncomfortable.
After paying a heavy price in casualties, they finally obeyed the order and withdrew from the tree world. Only Elder Lin Fengying, who had reached the Golden Core stage, stayed behind to help Jiang Li share the pressure.
The two of them have the same spiritual roots and both control the wood yin spiritual energy. Although they have never practiced together, they cooperate quite well.
Elder Lin's magic weapon is a coffin, from which he can release eighteen zombies to assist in the battle. Jiang Li controls the Nine Nether Wood to control the situation, and occasionally summons large wood monsters as cannon fodder.
But even so, it is still extremely difficult to block the pill.
Situ Fengzhu, as the patriarch of Bailian Mountain, was too powerful. Even though he was fighting with another top cultivator and only separated a small part of his strength and mind, transforming into an avatar that barely reached the Nascent Soul level to attack, he still forced the two of them to flee in a panic, without any power to fight back.
"Jiang Li, how long can you hold on?"
Elder Lin was also worried as he saw Jiang Li gradually beginning to show signs of fatigue.
The amount of energy consumed by such a large-scale creation spell is absolutely incalculable.
Not to mention asking a Foundation Establishment cultivator to maintain this level of spells, even if he, a Golden Core cultivator, were to perform it, he would be drained of energy from beginning to end several times.
Even though Jiang Li is a genius, he is still at the foundation-building stage. God knows how he managed to hold on.
"It's okay, I can still hold on."
Jiang Li shook his head, then pointed his finger, and the giant black trees twisted like snakes and wrapped around the pill.
But the giant tree, which was as thick as a pillar supporting the sky, was still easily pierced and broken by the pills one after another.
Each giant tree could only slow down the opponent's speed slightly, but if it weren't for the obstruction of the Nine Nether Tree World, Jiang Li and the others might have already had their heads blown up by the pill.
That is to say, in the Nine Nether Wood Realm, it can only be maintained by relying on these living giant trees to block the way.
But with every breath, seven or eight giant trees would be broken in half. Jiang Li had already consumed 80% of his spiritual energy to cast this tree world, and now he had to continue to consume a large amount of spiritual energy to maintain the scale of the tree world. The amount of spiritual energy that flowed out every hour and every second was also an astronomical figure.
This left him with no chance to recover, and he fell into a long-term state of emptiness and magic for the first time in a long time.
Boom! Another huge tree was broken. This time, Situ Fengzhu was smarter. He aimed at the tree trunk below where Jiang Li was hiding.
When Jiang Li used the Wood Release to escape again, he would have to go downwards and then use the tree roots to transfer.
But this time, he was predicted by the opponent in advance, and was blown out of the wood directly, spitting blood from his mouth, looking very embarrassed.
After penetrating the giant tree, the pill still had the remaining force and shot towards Jiang Li again. This time he was smarter and no longer attacked Jiang Li's torso which was wrapped in the Dragon Prison Lock, but went straight for Jiang Li's head, apparently intending to blow his head off in one blow.
Jiang Li's mind moved, a black light flashed between his eyebrows, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword flew out in an instant and pierced the pill.
The flying sword was very fast, and its straight-line speed was even faster than the flying speed of the pill, but the opponent's operation was more flexible.
Just a misalignment, moving half an inch to the side, he easily dodged the extremely sharp Immortal Slashing Flying Sword! Jiang Li pressed his fingers on his forehead while flying backwards, and mobilized his will to control the Immortal Slashing Flying Sword to burst out at full speed, directly turning into a sky full of black sword shadows to cut the two pills into pieces.
However, his thinking reflex speed, blessed by the Golden Core Dao Heart, was still greatly suppressed.
The golden elixir turns into the primordial infant, and the primordial infant turns into the primordial spirit. The transformation that occurs in this process is enough to be called a rebirth. The difference here is by no means as simple as the quantity and quality of spiritual energy.
Jiang Li and the other party are not even on the same level of species.
The pill could easily avoid the Immortal-Slaying Sword by just moving a few inches each time. Even if it burst out at its maximum speed, it still couldn't hurt it at all.
Finally, the pill hit the sword of the flying sword and bounced it away with a clang.
Jiang Li recalled the flying sword with heartache. Fortunately, the materials he used when refining the flying sword were all the best of the best, and the quality of the flying sword was also extraordinary. This collision only caused a slight shock to the spiritual energy, and there was no more damage.
When he retracted the flying sword, Jiang Li managed to steady his breath, took out the small burial coffin from his arms and held it in his hand.
It was really difficult for him to face such an enemy when he used the Nine Nether Tree Realm for the first time.
The Immortal Slaying Sword can hurt but cannot attack, and the Dragon Prison Chain can resist but cannot defend.
He already had the Yin Burial Coffin in his hand. If he could find an opportunity to put the pill into the coffin, there might be a glimmer of hope for victory. However, judging from the reaction speed of the pill just now, Jiang Li doubted the feasibility of this plan.
But other than that, he didn't have many better options.
Buzz, the pill turned into a straight line and flew towards us. At the moment the pill flew towards us, a hand caught it in the mid-air.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what did I see? Situ Fengzhu, you old fool, actually bullied a junior here. You really are going backwards as you get older."
Jiang Li's tense muscles relaxed instantly. He had already swung the coffin in his hand halfway out. God knows whether he could hit the ball with his legs stretched out and eyes glaring in the end.
"Thank you for your help, I am grateful."
After calming down for a while, Jiang Li quickly bowed and expressed his gratitude.
The person who saved him was an old man who looked a little unkempt. He was casually wrapped in a piece of animal skin, with his gray hair hanging down his back. He held a whip in one hand and the pill in the other.
When he reached the most unruly place, he found that he was riding a big black-haired wild boar.
"Big belly, eat this thing."
The old man stretched out his hand and pushed the pill into the mouth of the wild boar under him. The elixir containing Situ Fengzhu's power was chewed and swallowed into its stomach.
"You are Jiang Li? Not bad, not bad, but you shouldn't call me senior."
The old man looked at Jiang Li twice, with a very satisfied look. Jiang Li was very familiar with this look.
At this time, Elder Lin also rushed over and confirmed Jiang Li's guess.
"Junior Lin Fengying greets the guardian!"
The ones who can be called Guardians by the Jindan Elder are none other than the twelve founders of the Sutra Valley.
When I joined the sect, Elder Weng said that of the twelve founders, seven were still alive to protect the sect. It seemed that this was one of them.
"Disciple Jiang Li, I am honored to meet you, Grandmaster. Thank you for saving me!"
Elder Lin joined the group halfway through, so it was reasonable for him to address the other party as the senior guardian.
But Jiang Li is a legitimate disciple of the Sutra Valley, so he should naturally call the other party "Grandmaster".
"Well, very good. It's just as Wushe said. He is an incredible talent."
When the old man glanced over, he discovered Jiang Li's exaggerated and extremely solid foundation in Taoism.
With this level of Tao foundation, you will have to use your buttocks to practice from now on, and you will inevitably reach the Nascent Soul stage.
This sentence is both good and very good, and it is obvious that he is quite satisfied with Jiang Li.
"Old Pig, I haven't seen you for a hundred years and you haven't made any progress. You like to slack off whenever you get a chance!"
At this time, another old man appeared in front of them without any warning.
The old man had a slightly chubby figure and looked ordinary. He was wearing a coarse linen shirt and casually carried a long sword on his shoulder.
Not only did the man look ordinary, but even his sword was a straight steel sword with no patterns or even a sharp edge. If it were in the mortal world, it would probably not be sold for more than ten taels of silver.
If no one told him, Jiang Li would never believe that the majestic Shushan Flying Sword could be so ugly.
But such an old man is at the same level as the guardian of Sutra Valley, the Six Divine Monks of Cihang Temple, and the previous generation Sword Hidden Elder of the Five Elements Peak of Shushan.
He is one of the small group of people standing at the pinnacle of the immortal cultivation world in Dachong Mountain.
Jiang Li was a little confused. Was this a cultivator who had gotten rid of vulgar interests? After standing at the top of a region's cultivation world, he no longer needed to care about other people's opinions, nor did he need to use external things to show off himself, so he completely let himself go?
When I become invincible, I will also put on a ragged sweatshirt and flip-flops and go out to show off.
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Jiang Li thought silently in his heart.
However, these two people came down from the sky, and it seemed that the battle situation above had changed first.
He looked up and saw that the huge energy block above had indeed disappeared. Dozens of spiritual lights were falling from the sky, some of which fell on the core of Bailian Mountain, while the others were scattered around, surrounding the entire Bailian Mountain.
"Master, senior, how is the current battle situation?"
Jiang Li couldn't help but ask, after all, the real winner of the battlefield still depended on these top monks. No matter how big an advantage they had below, it would be meaningless if they lost above.
"From now on, you will not be able to participate. Please get out of here."
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The three major sects began to evacuate in an orderly manner to avoid being affected by the battle of their elders. Dying in vain is not a fun thing.
As for the disciples of Bailian Mountain, once they left the mountain gate, they would be attacked by the crowd and would surely die. So they could only retreat into the underground caves and pray that the aftermath of the battle would not affect them.
All the high-level officials of Bailian Mountain, who had fought a fierce battle in the sky, gathered at the entrance of the core underground fire cave at the mountain gate.
"What should we do next, Sect Master?"
The leaders all frowned as they looked at the masters from the three major sects who were surrounding them with a fierce look in their eyes.
Under the circumstances of the same cultivation level, the difference in numbers is very important.
But speaking of families, the Situ family and the Ma family are definitely the undisputed first and second families in the Dachongshan cultivation world.
Every family has several top cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage.
Even if we count by sect, the Bailian Mountain they have combined is also one of the four major sects in Dachong Mountain. If they go to war with any other sect, they will not be inferior.
For thousands of years, this sense of honor has also given them immense self-confidence.
But unfortunately, the Dachongshan immortal cultivation world is not their hapless disciples and will not tolerate their greed and evil deeds.
What Bailianshan did out of greed was really terrible, and eventually, step by step, he pushed himself to the opposite side of the entire Dachongshan.
In the current situation, even they finally felt fear.
Ma Liuqi, the great elder of Bailian Mountain, landed at the entrance of the core cave of the underground fire.
Together with another elder, they repelled the five hundred flying swords that formed a sword formation.
At this time, the disciples of the three major sects had basically retreated, leaving only twelve cultivators surrounding the top of the mountain and confronting them.
Although there were only twelve people left, they were even more terrified than the tens of thousands of monks in front of them.
These people have already started to consider whether they should abandon the mountain gate and escape.
After all, his family's children and most of the wealth had been transferred out in advance. At worst, he could just leave Dachongshan and start over.
"Great Elder, you are in charge of the sect's earth vein formation, right?"
At this time, two figures walked out from the corridor. One figure was wearing a white robe and looked otherworldly, while the other figure was shrouded in black fog and looked demonic.
In the middle of them, there was a black lotus floating quietly following their footsteps.
Situ Fengzhu and the other person, who had been hiding in the mountain for a long time, finally showed up at this time.
However, his first words after he appeared were not conclusive, accusing Ma Liuqi of incompetence.
"Situ Fengzhu! You've already lost! Why don't you surrender? We can be kind and let you spend the rest of your life in the Demon Suppression Tower in Shushan!"
The person who spoke was the swordsman Jiang Li had met before. It was obvious that his strength and status were among the best among these twelve people.
However, Situ Fengzhu ignored him and continued to look at the great elder Ma Liuqi.
He was forced to fight one against two just now. Although the time was not long and was not enough to determine the winner at their level, he still suffered considerable injuries due to the huge disadvantage.
"Thank you for your hard work, Elder Ma. Bailian Mountain will remember your contribution."
Before Elder Ma could react to what his clan leader meant, a poisonous hand had already grabbed his spinal cord.
Ma Liuqi felt his whole body soften. It was his own master who attacked him aggressively by targeting his weakness. And Situ Fengzhu's intention was not to punish him, but to directly press him on the black lotus!
"Why! Master! Why!"
Ma Liuqi roared, but the Black Lotus Demon also attacked at the same time and ripped through his stomach with one claw.
He was ambushed at the same time by two masters of the same level, who targeted his weaknesses in martial arts and pressed him on the black lotus. The dignified great elder of Bailian Mountain died without any ability to resist.
The remaining three top cultivators of the Ma family were shocked at first, and then furious. No one had expected that Sect Master Situ, with whom they had known each other for generations, would actually attack one of their own people!
"Situ Fengzhu, what are you doing!"
"Ma Liuqi leaked the information about the mountain gate's underground veins, causing the sect to suffer losses. Now he can make up for it with his body. It is a worthy death."
"you!"
Situ Fengzhu's cold words aroused the extreme anger of the three Ma family ancestors. But at this moment, something strange happened, interrupting the internal strife that was about to break out between the two major families in Bailian Mountain.
.(／ω＼).I dare not speak anymore. Happy National Day, comrades.
(End of this chapter)