If their families, disciples, grandchildren and homes are not protected, how can they rest assured and leave their backs to others to go out and make a name for themselves together?
Yes, that's right... This is the deal, or the promise, between Cheng and them.
Let the high-level monks unite to fight for a way for them to survive without being enslaved.
The most gifted heirs took it upon themselves to protect the rear of all of them.
The reason why these ancestors in the God Transformation Stage agreed was because they believed in the successor and knew that only the successor had this ability.
But now...
This promise is about to be invalidated. How can some elders in the Spirit Transformation Stage not be anxious?
Of course, there are bound to be cowards among this group of people.
He clearly felt the fluctuations of the formation and the danger to his successor, but he pretended not to see it.
He had even planned to wait until Chengren could no longer hold on and let the other party break in.
He would surrender with his own sect depending on the situation.
If it weren't for Chengren's formation that also stopped those inland from running out, this group of people would have been in trouble.
I'm afraid these people have already become dogs of those people.
But none of this matters now.
Streams of light kept streaking across the sky, as brilliant and dazzling as shooting stars, making people sigh at the beautiful sight.
However, these streams of light were not natural phenomena, but masters from various major sects, who were holding various powerful magical weapons and rushing to the battlefield at a rapid speed.
At the same time, ordinary cultivators from the major sects were unaware of the impending fierce battle.
They still follow their daily rhythm and focus on their own practice.
Some were in seclusion in caves, some were practicing magic in the mountains, and some were sparring with fellow disciples in the square.
Everyone is immersed in their own world, working hard to improve their cultivation and pursue a higher realm.
They seemed completely unaware that their ancestor had already taken up his magical weapon to fight.
Of course, it's also possible that they noticed it, but didn't show it.
Perhaps it was because they were full of confidence in the ancestor's strength and believed that the ancestor could easily deal with any enemy; or it was because they were too focused on their own cultivation and had no time to care about what was happening in the outside world.
In any case, these ordinary monks continued to carry out their high-intensity training step by step, as if everything had nothing to do with them.
Over the years, none of the disciples from these major sects have slacked off.
Because everyone understands.
In times of crisis, these large sects must take on the responsibility of protecting the weak.
Therefore, the atmosphere of cultivating immortals in the large sects has been very intense over the years.
And their ancestors were at this moment somewhere unknown to them, rushing to the battlefield to fulfill their responsibilities.
On the main battlefield where everyone was rushing, the seal of the formation was already half completed.
Murong Fu, whose eyes were already red with anger, finally noticed Chengren's hand movements.
His pupils shrank and he subconsciously began to retreat madly.
She was deeply shocked by Chengren's ability to set up battle formations.
In the Central Continent, apart from cultivating immortals, other unorthodox ways are the best at inheritance and development.
Chengren knew this from the news brought back by Taixu.
This is why he was confident in using the formation to fight back.
Because in the eyes of the successor, the monks outside are like brainless reckless men.
When it comes to formations, few of them would think of finding a solution.
The only way to break the formation is to attack it head on.
This gives the inheritor a lot of room to play.
Only then could he successfully strangle a big man in the middle stage of the Fusion Stage with the cultivation level of the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Stage.
He also successfully tied up a cultivator in the early stage of the fusion period.
However, all these little clever tricks of his were in the hands of Murong Fu, a woman in the late fusion stage.
It seems a bit childish.
However, this couldn't stop Murong Fu from being afraid.
He is violent and vicious, but he has a weakness that makes him very afraid of death.
It was obvious that the action that Chengren was performing was just a sacrifice to the formation, which had transformed into the formation spirit.
But Murong Fu thought that this was Chengren's dying counterattack.
She was afraid that Chengren might accidentally kill her.
Such a ridiculous look made Chengren's eyes flash with a hint of ridicule.
Just as Chengren's body was about to fall into the water, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from his body.
Murong Fu finally regained some sanity at this time and rescued the trapped cultivator in the early stage of fusion.
The two looked at the powerful spiritual power erupting from Chengren, and their expressions became somewhat solemn.
The original plan was to kill a person from the Central Continent as quickly and brutally as possible to serve as a warning to others...
By that time they believed that the others must be frightened and then they would reveal their purpose.
Then the goal of regaining this continent for the vast empire will be achieved.
But they never expected that Chengren, a mere cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, could be such a tough nut to crack.
Although all the bones in his body were almost broken by Murong Fu's previous attack, he still used his spiritual power to resist.
Damn it…
Murong Fu's pupils turned blood red again.
Seeing this, the disheveled Fusion Stage cultivator nearby hurriedly said, "Miss Murong! Calm down! Let's get going..."
Before he could finish his words, a sharp sword intent descended from the sky.
The murderous intent was so strong that it shook the two men all over. Even though they dodged quickly, their sleeves were still cut by the aftermath.
Murong Fu was naked and her hair was all scattered by the sword.
"You hurt someone from my Jitian Sect! You can't just leave if you want to! Leave your life behind!"
The person who came was none other than the ancestor Li Lai.
At this moment, he was so angry that his hair and clothes were blown away by the burst of spiritual power.
The redness of her eyes was not much more normal than Murong Fu's red eyes.
At the same time, several figures landed beside Li Lai.
"Li Lai, you are being a bit too formal. Protecting the successor is not just the responsibility of your Jitian Sect!"
The person who spoke was the old man in the God Transformation Stage who had participated in the apprenticeship ceremony of Qu Yan and Qu Shang.
He seemed unreliable before, but at the critical moment, he was the fastest one to arrive except for Li Lai.
After hearing what the old man had said, the other people all smiled and said something in agreement.
But only they themselves know how heavy their hearts are.
The solemnity in his eyes was about to become reality.
The arrival of these people made the atmosphere tense and oppressive, as if a storm was about to come.
Everyone had a serious and resolute expression on their face, ready to deal with the battle that might happen next.
They stood together, forming an indestructible line of defense, guarding this place together.
Although they were filled with anxiety, they still had no intention of backing down.
Anyway, they had already made sufficient mental preparations before coming.
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