Song Zihe was in a panic. He knew that the feud between his master and the old woman from Yinshan was a fight to the death. With her appearance this time, the sect was doomed. Maybe no one would survive, and the end would be miserable. Even reincarnation would be impossible.
"What's going on? Is the formation weakening?"
At this moment, the Dan Sect's protective formation actually weakened. Song Zichen and the others were shocked and immediately looked for the reason. However, they didn't expect that Weng Jieming, who was in charge of the southeast defense, slaughtered dozens of foundation-building disciples and destroyed the integrity of the formation.
"Not good, go fix it."
"Want to fix it? How can it be done as you wish? Hahaha!"
At this moment, the Yinshan old woman, together with Luo Haotian and Wan Lei, the three great Jindan cultivators, suddenly launched an offensive, and their attack was very accurate. This left Song Zichen and the others with no time to kill Weng Jieming, and they could only devote all their spiritual power to maintain the formation and resist.
"Haha, let's see how long you can last."
The Yinshan old woman attacked fiercely, using all her strength in every move. With one foot halfway into the realm of refining emptiness, her attacks were powerful and sharp, and even the Twelve Absolute Formation, which was famous for its defensive power, was on the verge of collapse.
At this moment, Ling Tian and more than ten disciples from the Weapon Forging Hall cheered for joy. Their research over the past few days had made a breakthrough. After their attempts, they finally created a Gatling gun of spiritual treasure level.
It can exert the maximum power of the late stage of foundation building, which is a huge leap and can definitely kill the morale of the enemy's low-level disciples. After all, in a sect, the largest number of people are Qi Refining and Foundation Building. This is the foundation of a sect. If there are too many casualties, it will definitely decline, and it will take hundreds or even thousands of years to recover.
"Everyone knows the situation outside. We need to race against time and refine as many weapons as possible. Elder Taishao and the others can't hold on for much longer."
Indeed, the situation outside is not optimistic. All the elders and disciples of Danzong who are maintaining the formation have been injured. I am afraid that they will be broken into before an hour.
But what was strange was Weng Jieming. After destroying the formation, he seemed to have disappeared. Even Song Zichen and the others could not detect him using their spiritual sense. They all wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible, but there was a powerful enemy outside and they could not split themselves.
At this time, a figure rushed into the sect's cemetery very quickly. This person was none other than the disappeared Weng Jieming. Looking at the jade butterfly and talisman in his hand that had lost their luster, he felt distressed.
"I've been lurking for hundreds of years just for this moment. As long as I can get the Enlightenment Pill, the cost of using the two immortal artifacts, the Concealing Heaven Immortal Talisman and the Breaking Formation Immortal Disc, will be worth it. Poor Luo Family's Ten Thousand Swords Sect, they don't even know they're being used by me, hahahaha."
Weng Jieming felt proud and walked straight into the final mausoleum. This was the place where Ma Huayuan, the founder of the Dan Sect, passed away. His destination was of course the corpse placed inside.
"Ancestor, oh, Ancestor, you used a deception to hide the enlightenment pill within your body. Before you could attain enlightenment, you triggered a catastrophe and ultimately died with hatred. This proves that you have no destiny with the Tao. Let me, your disciple, fulfill your wish for you, hahahaha!"
The reason why Weng Jieming knew this secret was because his great-grandfather and Ma Huayuan were cultivators of the same period. They entered the secret realm of the Immortal Palace together. He accidentally saw Ma Huayuan obtain the Enlightenment Pill and hide it in his body. Later, when he learned that Ma Huayuan could not escape the catastrophe and died, he knew that the Enlightenment Pill still existed.
However, the Dan Sect was very powerful at that time and the secret scroll could not be stolen. After going through so many twists and turns, the sect had already reached the end of its lifespan, so it had no choice but to leave the secret scroll for future generations to complete, which took thousands of years.
Weng Jieming was so excited as he stroked Ma Huayuan's body. As long as he absorbed the enlightenment pill, he would be able to comprehend the way of heaven and earth, and his cultivation would improve by leaps and bounds. There would be no bottleneck at all below the tribulation period.
After groping for a long time, he finally found the hiding place. He used his luck and spiritual power to punch it suddenly. With a snap, one of the ribs broke off, and a waxy yellow, round pill without any spiritual energy fell out.
Weng Jieming's face flushed as he held the pill, and he was very excited.
"It's mine, it's mine...ah~~"
Several rays of black light suddenly shot out from the corpse's body. Weng Jieming was caught off guard and was pierced through by the light. Black blood oozed out in a moment. It seemed that he was poisoned.
"You damn old ghost, you're still trying to trick me even after you're dead, damn my ancestors..."
Weng Jieming quickly swallowed a handful of detoxification pills and seemed to feel better. In anger, he smashed Ma Huayuan's body to pieces. When he was about to use other bodies to vent his anger, his head sank and he vomited a mouthful of black blood. His consciousness became a little fuzzy and he stumbled out.
Outside, Ling Tian and his team had already refined five spiritual treasure-level Gatling guns, and dozens of other magical weapon-level guns. The situation was already not good, so they each left one for Xie Bin and ran away in a hurry.
"Hey, isn't that Weng Jieming? Isn't he guarding the southeast area? Why is he still here?"
Ling Tian, who was flying with a sword, saw Weng Jieming when passing by the sect's cemetery. However, seeing that his body was shaking and seemed to be injured, he slowed down and turned back.
"Elder Weng, what's going on?"
Weng Jieming, covered in black blood, gave Ling Tian goosebumps all over his body. The pungent stench made Ling Tian want to turn around and leave, but he was a member of the sect after all, so he stepped forward to help.
“Save…save…me.”
"Elder Weng, I'll just..."
Ling Tian was about to call for help, but Weng Jieming had already died, and even his soul could not be saved.
After repeated confirmation, Ling Tian also removed the protection of the soul. After inspection, he found that the black blood was extremely poisonous and even the soul could hardly escape.
After thinking for a moment, Ling Tian carefully collected the corpse with a space ring. This kind of venom is definitely very useful. Of course, he also plans to collect the ring, so how can he waste it?
When he was about to leave, a small yellowish pill on the ground caught his attention. He picked it up and looked at it, but couldn't see anything special about it. He thought it was just an ordinary pill, so he put it into the ring and flew away on his sword.
When they arrived at the sect entrance, Song Zichen and the other three were already sweating profusely. Song Zijian, who was weaker, had a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he could not hold on for long.
Ling Tian quickly walked over, distributed the Gatling guns to Murong Xue and the others, and taught them how to use them and how to team up. Then he flew over to Hu Tao and said, "Master, this is what I prepared for you. It will be very useful. You can take your sisters and the others to find a location to break through."
Ling Tian also gave Hu Tao a Gatling gun, which was a sample he had just successfully modified. Its power had not increased and was still at the level of the middle stage of foundation building. However, he had successfully changed the way of inputting spiritual energy. As long as he consumed spirit stones, he could launch an attack. However, he could not use low-grade spirit stones. At least medium-grade spirit stones were required, and one piece could only launch ten attacks.
Two medium-grade spirit stones are embedded at a time, and the launch is completed in a breath. This is completely a waste of money. The more money you have, the greater the chance of survival.
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