Chapter 501: Relief!
"It's so satisfying, so satisfying!" Ke Yue's face was full of excitement. With this thing, no matter whether you are from a holy land or a sect leader, you will all die before me!
"Destroy those magic cannons!"
Finally, a strong man reacted and realized that as long as these magic cannons were destroyed, a mere spirit boat would not pose much threat to them.
One after another, magical spells fell on the spirit boat of the Wuji Holy Land, but were absorbed by the Five Elements Formation that protected the spirit boat. Instead of being weakened, the Five Elements Formation became even thicker.
"Damn it, it's the Five Elements Formation!"
"Now that you're done, it's my turn, right?" Ke Yue put all the resources in the storage ring into those magic cannons.
More than a dozen magic cannons lit up almost at the same time.
"escape!"
The spirit boats from the other three holy places immediately sped off into the distance. Unfortunately, no matter how fast they were, how could they outrun the magic cannon?
One after another, spirit boats were hit by beams of light, and huge explosions were heard one after another. The strong men from the three holy places and major sects suffered heavy casualties.
"One more shot!" Ke Yue wanted to fire another shot, but suddenly realized that all the available resources had already been used up by her...
While Su Qing was shocked by the power of the magic cannon, he also had a new understanding of the resources consumed by these magic cannons.
These are not magic cannons at all, they are simply bottomless pits.
No wonder this thing can become a forbidden weapon...
"Go to Lingyun Sect!"
"Yes, this woman is from the Lingyun Sect. Since she's been hanging out with the Demon Sect members and even hurting our elders and disciples, I must make the Lingyun Sect give us an explanation!"
Su Qing raised an eyebrow.
These bastards have bullied them and now they are trying to turn the tables.
Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon that you can squeeze however you want?
"Let me do it!" Su Qing once again invested a lot of resources and activated a magic cannon, aiming it at the clamoring monks from the sect.
The moment the beam of light came on, the shouting and cursing instantly quieted down.
Figures fled madly like stray dogs.
There was only one spiritual boat left from the three holy places, and it was now speeding towards the direction of Lingyun Sect at an extremely fast speed.
"You're the one who's shouting the loudest, so I'll give this shot to you!" Su Qing aimed the magic cannon at the fleeing elder of the holy land.
"No, no, I am the second elder of the Taishi Holy Land, you don't...ah!"
The old man was instantly engulfed by the beam of the magic cannon, leaving only half of his body falling from the void.
"Su Qing, my Taishi Holy Land will fight you to the death!"
Shouting was heard again in the distance. When Su Qing was thinking about firing a shot, the elder of Tai Shi Holy Land had turned into a streak of light and disappeared completely.
"You run really fast!" Su Qing curled her lips.
Ke Yue licked her lips and said with some disappointment, "They still ran away. If you had provided a little more resources, you might have had a chance to keep them all!"
Su Qing rolled her eyes at Ke Yue.
The resources just consumed are enough to cover the expenses of a first-rate sect for decades or even hundreds of years.
"Qing'er, are you really planning to go to war with the five holy places and those sects?" Qian Luochen was not worried that Lingyun Sect would do so.
Their life or death has nothing to do with him.
But Qing'er is still a member of Lingyun Sect. If they are in trouble, Qing'er will not sit idly by. This is what he is worried about.
"Even if I don't provoke trouble, they won't let Lingyun Sect go!" Su Qing said, watching the direction where the cultivators fled. "Since we can't escape anyway, let's fight them to the end!"
Ke Yue admired it and said, "That's right, hit the snake at its most vulnerable part. Since we've already started, we have to make them feel pain, and it hurts like hell!"
"Let's chase them." Su Qing immediately controlled the spirit boat and chased after the fleeing monks.
at the same time.
The monks from the four holy places and the powerful men from the major sects, all added up to a mere hundred people, while the rest all perished under the magic cannon, without even a bone left.
"Damn bitch, I will never let her go! And Qian Luochen, Lingyun Sect!!"
"The Lingyun Sect is just ahead!"
The group rushed towards Lingyun Sect with great momentum, but were stopped by the sect's protective formation before they could even get close to the mountain gate.
Upon seeing this, the disciple guarding the mountain immediately turned around and reported to the several peak masters.
Now that Shangguan Hong has lost his cultivation and Su Qing is no longer in the sect, all matters of the sect, big or small, are decided by several peak masters.
"Are you saying that there is a group of ragged monks outside who want to enter my Lingyun Sect?"
"Yes, and they seem to have bad intentions." The disciple guarding the mountain said truthfully.
Qiu Chuji exchanged glances with Nangong Yuan and the others, then asked, "Did they say anything?"
"It seems... Oh, right, they claim to be from the Holy Land!"
"Holy Land?"
Nangong Yuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Since we are here, let's go meet him."
"Let's go. I want to see who is causing trouble for my Lingyun Sect again!" As soon as Master Chongyang finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot.
"This old fellow, his temper has never improved at all." Qiu Chuji shook his head and sighed. With such a bad temper, it's a miracle that he can still live to this day...
At this time, the powerful people from the four holy places and major sects were guarding the mountain gate of Lingyun Sect.
As Chongyang Zhenren approached the mountain gate, he heard curses.
"Hey, I have a bad temper!" Chongyang Zhenren rolled up his sleeves and landed in front of everyone. After looking them up and down, he suddenly laughed, "Hey, where did these beggars come from? They even came here in a group to beg?"
Upon hearing this, the two disciples guarding the mountain immediately suppressed their lips and their shoulders began to tremble.
As expected, he is the master of Chongyang Peak!
Every word he said hit home. The monks in front of him were all black, and their clothes looked like they had been gnawed by a pack of mad dogs.
To call them beggars is the most apt description.
"Master Chongyang, don't you recognize me?!" An old man with disheveled hair came forward a few steps, lifted up his burnt hair, revealing a dark face.
Master Chongyang squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time, then asked seriously, "Have I ever given you alms before?"
"Puff."
The two disciples guarding the mountain couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Master Chongyang, you, you..." The old man was already injured, and now he was furious. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.
"Third Elder!"
Several elders of the Taishi Holy Land glared at Master Chongyang, but now they were all injured, so even if they were angry, they could only swallow their anger.
"Master Chongfeng, what is that!"
Master Chongyang's eyes fixed, his expression instantly becoming serious, "It's the spirit boat from the Wuji Holy Land!"
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