The war was raging and the battle was endless.

In front of Qingping Valley, pairs of Jindan Zhenren were fighting endlessly, using all kinds of complicated Taoist methods at will. The world became a painting with all kinds of mysterious Taoist traces graffitied on it.

"Buzz"

Jiang Xianqing had a jade-like face and cold eyes. He restrained his aura and twisted his hand, and a small knife appeared. It was four or five inches long, and the tip of the knife was shining with an indescribable brilliance.

He transferred a burst of spirit into the flying knife, and it came alive, buzzing with a hint of red.

then……

The knife flew out, and the red color dyed the entire sky red, like a divine bird spreading its wings, sweeping across the world.

"Clattery"

Zhao Mang felt heavy-hearted. This was a third-rank magic weapon. Even though it was not the top-notch weapon that could protect the sect, it was still a rare killing weapon for Qingping Valley.

So, he was very careful, took out a stack of talismans from his arms, spread them out in his hands, and flew away like a butterfly.

These talismans are very diverse, and some of them only have the fluctuations of second-level objects. However, they are numerous and arranged according to a specific mysterious method. The power they display is also extraordinary.

"boom"

The flying knife was like a flame, burning through the talismans one after another. The runes and sharp objects inside collided, causing a horrible explosion. The divine fire boiled, and the whole sky was red, burning fiercely.

Zhao Mang's eyes narrowed slightly as he saw Jiang Xianqing, who was hidden in the firelight. He escaped without a trace and arrived in an instant. The sharp edge of his sword blocked the firelight, emitting a chill.

Jiang Xianqing felt a chill on his neck and his heart trembled, but he remained calm in the face of danger. He placed the sword against his skin, and all the magic power in his body flowed into one, round and solid.

"block"

The sword was about to fall, but Jiang Xianqing blocked it. Strands of cold air rose up, covering half of his body with frost.

"call"

Jiang Xianqing took a long breath, his internal breath continued, and with one hand he slapped out the frost covering his body that was as soft as white brocade, which suddenly exploded, as if a cold current was surging in the flying mist.

Zhao Mang raised his hand, and his magic power condensed. A golden light flowed on the edge of his palm, solid and immortal, and he chopped down with force.

"Bang"

The two sides were evenly matched over there, and here, Taoist Ruhuan and Shi Shujing were fighting equally, so the battle became more and more intense, like a red-hot charcoal fire that could not be cooled down.

"Buzz"

Streams of light lingered around Shi Shujing's body. His fingers moved, emitting brilliant light. A square treasure seal emerged, and its purple-gold radiance shook the sky.

As soon as he had a thought, a purple-gold seal appeared out of nowhere, pressing down on the heavens with a loud noise and causing the mountains, rivers, and earth to tremble in unison.

"block"

Taoist Ruhuan's robe fluttered like an iron flag, and his arms waved, with a cold and hard charm. The sword in his hand turned, and runes appeared on the sword, outlining the shape of a mountain.

The back of the sword hit the purple gold seal, making a clear and pleasant sound. His eyes were filled with a bright light. He used the sword to pick up the obstacles and slashed downwards suddenly, causing the sky and the earth to split apart.

"call"

Shi Shujing exhaled a breath, and the wind and clouds around him dissipated, and his body also dissipated like clouds, avoiding the dangerous sword.

"Da Da Da"

The void was dark and gloomy, as if a Taoist was walking in big strides. Every step he took was like a thunderous drum that shook the world, causing thousands of mountains and valleys to shake and rivers to splash.

His figure became incomparably tall, and when he slashed with his sword, it was like a god or demon creating the world, full of terrifying power.

"drink"

The sword light was heavy, and the aura was like a falling sky. Shi Shujing felt heavy. Although Taoist Ruhuan was proud, he and Taoist Yancheng were from the same era, and his magic power was indeed stronger.

He tried his best and cast one spell after another, like thousands of layers of ice and snow, to resist the sword, and finally blocked it.

"Arrogant fellow, when the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect retreats, can you still protect Qingping Valley?"

On another battlefield.

Jiang Xianqing and Zhao Mang fought for hundreds of rounds, but he still couldn't win. He was a little annoyed, and with a little coldness, he pointed out the embarrassment of Qingping Valley.

Things that come by taking advantage of the situation will eventually dissipate. Qingping Valley has been able to disrupt the situation in the border areas by relying on the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect, but the momentum cannot last long. Once it retreats, it will end up in pieces.

"you're right."

Zhao Mang nodded. He understood this principle very well. Since this had already happened, there was no turning back.

“Crack…”

His eyes were slightly closed with a hint of determination, his body shook, and it seemed as if something inside him had cracked. The aura on his body actually violated the original rules and went straight up to the sky without any intention of stopping.

"Breaking the golden elixir, this is a life-threatening move regardless of the cost."

This aura was so powerful that even Shi Shujing, who was in the battle, was shocked. He took one look at Zhao Mang and understood everything.

The golden elixir of Jindan Zhenren is the foundation of the Tao, the basis, and contains all the vital energy in the body. If it is broken, the combat power can be raised to a terrifying level.

Of course, this is truly a desperate effort, shortening your life every moment and is a means of hurting others and yourself.

"good."

Taoist Ruhuan exclaimed in admiration. Zhao Mang had such determination and credibility. In the future, when the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect was established in the border area, perhaps Qingping Valley could be given important positions.

"roar"

The secrets of heaven are pouring out, and inspiration is pouring in.

Zhao Mang let out a roar, a blazing golden light gushed out of his eyes, his robes shone, and he looked like an immortal saint, emitting irresistible power.

He waved his hand, and a surge of spiritual energy occurred. With a thought, all kinds of Taoist rhymes intertwined to form a dragon in the sky. The dragon swam in the spiritual sea, and when it emerged, a cave shook the sky and the earth.

"Bang"

Jiang Xianqing's face was solemn. Knowing the danger, he embraced Hunyuan with both hands. Waves of magic power and energy intertwined and swirled, engulfing the universe and transforming into a Yin-Yang diagram.

With just one simple blow, the Yin-Yang Diagram was shattered. Zhao Jiangxian was shaken by the powerful aura and his hair stood on end. He no longer looked as handsome and elegant as ever.

Zhao Mang attacked again with great momentum, as if he was riding the Milky Way. He pressed down with one hand, sweeping across the ten directions of the earth. The lines on his palm were like mountains, heavy and unparalleled.

"puff"

Jiang Xianqing's magic power was intermittent and stagnant. When he looked up, he saw a hand covering the sky. Although he was prepared, he was still hit and vomited blood, and his bones and tendons were broken.

"kill"

Zhao Mang's strength is based on the shattered golden elixir. He is burning his life essence every moment. The strength of his combat power is illusory and has a price.

He needed to be faster to kill Jiang Xianqing. He held the sword horizontally, and the sword lights overlapped, giving a feeling of continuous mountains in the distance.

Jiang Xianqing retreated again and again. Zhao Mang's spirit at this moment was still strong and it was too difficult to fight him.

"boom"

The sword light fell into the void, and a cloud of dust rose above the mountains and land, revealing a hideous gap that was as deep as an abyss.

"I am the Golden Core Master of the Chiling Immortal Sect. I will not tolerate your insolence."

At this time, Jiang Xianqing was both frightened and angry, knowing that if he continued to retreat he would only end up in disgrace, so he used a secret technique and intended to fight.

“Boom…”

His whole body was glowing, his spirit, energy, golden elixir, etc. were all trembling, and some of his foundation was squeezed out, pushing his fighting power upward.

Power is never gained without reason. Even the gentlest secret technique will damage the foundation.

Zhao Mang overlapped his palms and intertwined his fingers, forming a strange handprint to block Jiang Xianqing's attack.

"boom"

The situation seemed to have returned to the beginning, but the battle had reached a tragic level, with one person's golden elixir shattered and the other using a secret technique, and the killing was fierce.

"kill"

Jiang Xianqing performed the secret technique, so it would not be silent. His attack became fierce. With one sword strike, countless things evolved, including the vast land, Taoist scriptures, birds and beasts, it was like a world of its own.

Zhao Mang plucked the strings with both hands, and the void became a harp. Rays of sword light shot out, destroying all the strange phenomena that attacked.

"Bang"

The swords flashed across the sky, and after a collision, the brilliant light gradually faded, leaving behind only a mess.

"If I can't take it down for long, I will definitely fall."

Zhao Mang felt anxious. What he was squandering now was the origin of the golden elixir, and he couldn't take down Jiang Xianqing. All his plans were in vain, and the entire Qingping Valley would be implicated.

"Your fate has already been determined."

Jiang Xianqing said coldly.

He could think of everything that Zhao Mang could think of. It was a pity that as a Jindan Zhenren, he had to end up in disgrace because of the shallow Taoist foundation behind him and his forced storm.

"Yeah"

Zhao Mang looked depressed, unwilling to accept this outcome, but after all his calculations, he could not find a breakthrough.

"clang"

At this moment, a flying sword rushed over, as powerful as lightning, containing the peak combat power of a late Jindan realm master.

The tip of the sword was so sharp that ripples appeared in the air. The sound of wind and thunder whistled, and yang fire appeared on both sides. It was truly an unparalleled divine power.

"puff"

Jiang Xianqing could not have expected that a flying sword would come rushing towards him. By the time he reacted, his body had already been pierced. Although he was not killed instantly, he lost 30% of his life.

"Master Ruhuan, I will kill you."

Shi Shujing's crazy shouts were heard between heaven and earth. He wished he could kill Taoist Ruhuan who had made the move, but his body was flying towards Jiang Xianqing.

The fortune of the Chiling Immortal Sect has already declined. If they lose Jiang Xianqing again, they will be at the point of life and death.

"call"

With this opportunity to fulfill his great wish, Zhao Mang was terrifyingly decisive. He directly exhaled a breath of golden elixir, which was extremely fragrant and almost gave up half of the remaining origin.

This breath of the original golden elixir energy immediately enveloped Jiang Xianqing and turned into an alchemy furnace, burning a divine fire that could destroy the soul and body.

"ah"

He let out a scream, danced with the sword in his hand, and killed people in the alchemy furnace, but the surroundings were solid and indestructible, which exhausted all his strength.

"stop!"

In a blink of an eye, Shi Shujing arrived, but when he touched Jiang Xianqing, he had already turned into ashes under the energy of the golden elixir.

His heart was broken, his eyes were red, and a wave of resentment rushed straight to his spirit platform, almost "Since Brother Jiang Daoist died here, you should stay too."

In an instant, the battle was decided. Taoist Ruhuan was overjoyed and wanted to keep Shi Shujing. At that time, the Chiling Immortal Sect was destroyed and most of the border areas were under their control.

A glow radiated from his entire body, and he controlled everything with one hand, appearing to be extremely arrogant.

"Qingping Valley, Jiuxiao Immortal Sect, you wait."

Shi Shujing combined his Dao and flew with his sword, charging forward and flew away without looking back.

Things have come to this point. In order to continue the Chiling Immortal Sect's lineage, he must survive and take revenge in the future.

"pity……"

Taoist Ruhuan said with regret.

Shi Shujing left too decisively, without giving him any chance. If he had been left behind today, the Chiling Immortal Sect would have been destroyed.

"Fortunately, I have kept my promise and killed a powerful enemy. I hope you will take good care of Qingping Valley in the future."

Zhao Mang staggered over, his hair disheveled and his face pale. He bowed to Taoist Ruhuan very seriously.

Seeing him like this, Taoist Ruhuan nodded with a hint of approval and said, "I will go to the sect to get the medicine for you."

Without looking closely, he knew that Zhao Mang was seriously injured, and it was a Taoist injury. After this, he would not be able to fight a life-and-death battle.

"Thank you very much, fellow Taoist."

Zhao Mang said sincerely.

Although, he knew that this was just a polite remark, the injury to the golden elixir could not be healed, otherwise Chen Ergou would not have had to travel so far to the border to seek his method.

final.

Taoist Ruhuan left happily. He wanted to discuss strategies with Taoist Zhenfeng and Zhao Longcheng in his sect. Now the Chiling Immortal Sect and the Zixi Immortal Sect had reached their weakest moment. He wondered whether they should be eliminated.

In addition, how to deal with the three young Jindan Zhenren of Guangxiu Xianzong, or how to make use of Zhao Mang's remaining energy.

In Qingping Valley, people were feeling a little depressed. Although they had repelled the powerful enemy, the ancestor's golden elixir was broken, which destroyed most of his destiny, making his already limited lifespan even shorter.

The time they can be protected is getting shorter and shorter, but the enemy they are facing is the Immortal Sect, so they can't help but feel uneasy.

“Ancestor!”

Zhao Yunting came up and supported Zhao Mang. He felt that the old man's body was a little thin and his face had lost its previous spirit. He couldn't help but feel worried.

Similarly, many eyes fell on Zhao Mang with worry in their eyes.

"It's okay. I'm here. Qingping Valley is safe."

Zhao Mang waved his hand gently. His skinny body, which held great prestige, calmed the hearts of everyone in Qingping Valley.

"Grandmaster, I don't understand. If the Chiling Immortal Sect attacks, we can just repel them. Why do we have to break the golden elixir, create a big grudge, and go to extremes?"

In private, the head of Qingping Valley could not help but say that the ancestor's methods this time were too domineering and cruel.

"This is not extreme, this is strategy."

Zhao Mang explained.

He was determined to commit himself to the game and risk his life to fight for a future for Qingping Valley, even if it meant sacrificing his life.

"Ancestor, I don't understand. Although the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect is kind to us now, they can never be trusted."

Zhao Yunting did not believe in the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect. The relationship between them was just one of exploitation. After the ancestor passed away, he would certainly resume his superior attitude.

"When did I believe them?"

Zhao Mang shook his head. Although he was weak, he was in good spirits. He said, "After this battle, Guangxiu Immortal Sect will have great potential to unify the border areas. Then... your good days will come."

Zhao Yunting and others wanted to explore deeper secrets, but he said nothing and just asked them to leave and cultivate themselves in peace.

"Why are you doing this?"

In the silence, a voice suddenly rang out, and the man was worried about Zhao Mang's situation.

(End of this chapter)