Li Yi waited for a few breaths for the other party to attack again. Seeing that the other party had no more means, he took a slight breath. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and spiritual energy in a hundred miles radius surged, forming an extremely huge cyclone above their heads.
Li Yi, who had originally returned to being ordinary, suddenly experienced a surge in aura once again as he refined his Qi, built his foundation, and achieved the Golden Elixir.
With one breath, the golden elixir is formed.
"You tried your best."
The calm tone seemed to comfort himself, and there was endless darkness under his fingertips.
Under the lonely night sky, figures hovered above the Tianchao Building, with searchlights shining on their bodies surrounded by aura, attracting countless people to stop.
At this moment, I don’t know how many cameras have pressed the shutter, and I don’t know how many guns are aimed at this place.
Soldiers armed with live ammunition carried away the treasures of the Tianchao Building, helicopters hovered, and the golden elixirs around Haojing also arrived one after another.
As the capital of Zhoudi, it has the most stringent defense force. There are 8 permanent Jindan monks, and a special battalion of monks is on standby 24 hours a day. The Jindan monks guard against individual pseudo-powerful people, and the special battalion is to annihilate all local monks and reactionary forces such as Bailian disciples.
Firearms still pose a deadly threat to foundation-building monks. If there had been such a force during the blood-red virus outbreak, casualties would have been reduced by half. Unfortunately, the number of monks was too small at the time. It was difficult to put a monk in each city, let alone a force of several hundred people.
Unfortunately, the situation they are facing now is beyond the limits of what they can handle. Neither the special battalion composed of monks nor those Jindan monks can solve the current situation.
The Jindan monks exchanged glances, and now it seemed that the matter was over. I don't know where this mysterious strong man came from, but fortunately there are immortals in the world.
Someone sent a voice message: "What should we do? Have you notified Taoist Master Qingxuan?"
"I've been notified, but I don't know if it's arrived yet."
The next moment, a young man in a green Taoist robe suddenly appeared beside them, and no one could sense any presence from him.
Someone came back to his senses first, bowed and said, "Master Qingxuan."
The others also followed suit and bowed slightly. Even those who were not from the Shangqing Palace saluted very respectfully. The modern world is different from the cultivation world. In the huge machine called society, the boundaries between sects are very vague.
Taoist Qingxuan is their immediate superior, and some of them have very clear and direct subordinate relationships.
Qingxuan said: "You guys go back first."
"yes."
Everyone turned into a stream of light and returned to their respective company branches. It can only be said that Haojing is different. There is a Jindan guarding each area.
Qingxuan landed on the roof of the building and saw Li Yi and a woman wearing a black sweater with a strange aura. The woman's eyes were closed, and her soul seemed to have fallen into a coma under some kind of power.
Li Yi gently held the other person's shoulders with both hands. His action did not cross the line at all, and could even be said to be a little awkward.
Taoist Qingxuan asked, "Master, who is this person?"
"A friend of mine, a childhood playmate." Li Yi answered without much hesitation. He was a little timid when he came, but became frank after meeting.
When we haven’t met, I have endless fantasies, but after we meet, all that’s left is to just live.
(End of this chapter)
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