Dark clouds loomed closer, with what appeared to be lightning tearing through them, looking extremely fierce.
Wei Qinghe slowly raised her eyes and looked at the dark cloud.
Seven or eight sword cultivators slowly emerged from the dark clouds, the leader wearing a smiling mask.
"Oh, there are two more beauties, and they're alchemists too."
"Young Master, these two beauties are quite attractive. I wonder if we can enjoy them first before the Ancestor cultivates?"
The lewd, bearded man to the left of the masked man stroked his chin, his lewd gaze shifting back and forth between Wei Qinghe and Fang Yun.
Unexpectedly, the man with the big knife to the right of the masked man was even more lewd. He stared at Pu Menglan with infatuation, saying, "This older one still has a lot of charm, and she's even more attractive."
The masked man said, "One is for my grandfather to cultivate with, and the other is for me to cultivate with. As for the old one, you can choose whichever you prefer."
An eerie red light emanated from the rolling black clouds, and a sinister aura emanated from them.
Qi Cheng and Fang Yun certainly understood the cultivation they were talking about; this forbidden technique involved using a woman's essence to cultivate, and it was ruthless and vicious.
"presumptuous!"
Fang Yun let out a low growl.
Qi Cheng glanced at Wei Qinghe behind him and said, "Junior Sister, leave this to us. You can focus on refining pills."
They were all obsessed with alchemy, and the thing they hated most when they were refining pills was being disturbed.
Although Qi Cheng was a fragile alchemist, Wei Qinghe gave him quite a few good things this time.
He and Fang Yun exchanged a glance, then drew their swords and soared into the sky together.
"Hey, you've got some guts! This one has a rare and decent spiritual root, brothers, let's go!"
The bearded man was the first to rush towards the two, followed by four or five others.
The masked man's gaze was fixed on Wei Qinghe, whose spiritual power was the most abundant. He was seen making hand seals to control the black cloud formation above his head.
Wei Qinghe ignored him and continued refining pills.
Pu Menglan was somewhat worried that Fang Yun might get hurt, but with Wei Qinghe and Daoist Fuyue around, these people wouldn't have a good ending.
"Qinghe, you continue refining pills, Lan'er will protect you."
Wei Qinghe, however, remained indifferent, not taking these people seriously at all. "Aunt Lan, there's no need to be nervous. Fifth Senior Brother and Sister Yun are more than enough to handle these people."
Pu Menglan thought to herself that Wei Qinghe trusted Qi Cheng and Fang Yun too much; how could two alchemists be a match for a group of sword cultivators?
That masked man was also a very powerful formation master.
Fortunately, Daoist Fuyue was there.
However, what Pu Menglan feared did not happen. Although the swordsmanship of the alchemist sect was not very good, Qi Cheng and Fang Yun had many spirit talismans and the pills they threw out were also offensive.
So this is how elixirs can be made.
Even failed pills can be used as bombs.
Explosions rang out one after another, and the enemies were either injured or made dizzy by the smell.
They couldn't even get close, let alone take down the two of them.
"Are all alchemists this skilled these days?"
The man with the mustache covered his mouth and nose, looking furious.
His gaze suddenly fell on Wei Qinghe, who was still diligently refining pills.
"You hold them off, I'll go get the alchemist on the deck."
Before Pu Menglan could make a move, Wei Qinghe freed one hand and threw out a talisman.
"act recklessly!"
The talisman was thrown out, and before the mustachioed man could react, a louder explosion rang out, and he was blown to smithereens.
The spirit boat also raised a protective layer immediately, preventing any blood or flesh from splashing onto it.
"Fourth brother!"
The group was instantly stunned; the seemingly frail alchemist actually possessed such a powerful talisman.
"You still dare to resist? Do you think you can escape today?" The masked man wasn't as angry as expected, but he did pull out a large handful of spirit stones.
The dark clouds he controlled instantly covered the entire spirit boat, leaving not a single ray of light.
Wei Qinghe released wood elemental power from her hand, pulling Qi Cheng and Fang Yun inside.
If the formation is forcibly upgraded using spirit stones, the two alchemists inside the dark clouds are likely to suffer losses.
The tempering fire controlled by Wei Qinghe illuminated the surrounding area, and she remained calm.
"Junior Sister!"
Qi Cheng looked at Wei Qinghe uneasily.
"Should we inform Daoist Fuyue?"
At this moment, Daoist Fuyue is cultivating and should not yet know the situation outside.
Wei Qinghe controlled the fire with one hand and carefully examined the surging black clouds, where lightning rolled as if it were about to break through the protective barrier.
"Fifth Senior Brother, don't worry, it's just a haphazard array."
To ensure that Daoist Fuyue could cultivate in peace, Wei Qinghe not only moved him into a spatial realm but also arranged for him to cultivate deep within a spiritual vein. Therefore, no matter how much commotion occurred outside, Daoist Fuyue would remain unaware.
Furthermore, Wei Qinghe felt that this was the only thing that could be done.
Wei Qinghe summoned the Azure Frost Sword, and a sword formation immediately formed behind her.
The sword energy of the Azure Frost Sword and the Jade Sword still lingered within the sword formation.
Numerous sword energies hung in the void, making it impossible for the naked eye to distinguish which were real swords and which were sword energies.
Controlling fire with one hand, controlling a sword with one hand.
Multitasking!
[The Eight Trigrams of Heaven and Earth rise in a powerful array! A thousand blades of water!]
Numerous sword energies offered protection, interacting with the lightning within the dark clouds.
The crackling sounds rose and fell, and in just a few breaths, the dark clouds dispersed instantly.
The sword energy chased after the robber who blocked the road, and the masked man's eyes, hidden beneath his mask, revealed fear.
He hurriedly used the teleportation array to leave, but Wei Qinghe's sword energy was much faster than he had imagined. The sword energy directly severed one of his arms and cut off one of his calves.
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