Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 225 Melee ([-])

"Oh? I don't know what happened?"

"The sect's supporting disciples have arrived. I think they are deploying an array to fight back against the Demon Sect. I have to inform the other seniors and take my leave first." The man said, and walked out of the inner hall.

Everyone got up one after another and walked outside, only to see the bustling crowd outside, lined up in a row, all disciples who came to support.

A few people came to the big tent, and many disciples had already gathered inside, all of them were monks who established the foundation of the sect, and the rest of them also came one after another.

About a quarter of an hour later, a group of people arrived. The head of the group was an old man with white hair and a childlike face, who was the head of the house, Wei Xuande. Behind him were Peng Wanli from Yuanyi Palace, Geng Tong from the House of Internal Affairs, Jiang Ming and Yan Shouyi.

Everyone stood on both sides of the tent, bowing and saluting together.

Wei Xuande sat down at the top and said: "This time the Corpse Puppet Sect aggressively attacked, seized the land under my jurisdiction, and killed my sect disciples. Is it tolerable or unbearable? In order to avoid fighting, our sect retreated repeatedly, but the Corpse Puppet Zong Langzi is ambitious, wants to make progress, and the snake wants to swallow the elephant. Today, I will fight it to the death. All the disciples need to kill the thief bravely, so as to teach the dead puppet Zong to know the power of the Zong."

"Yes." Everyone responded in unison.

"Junior Brother Jiang, Junior Brother Yan, the Corpse Puppet Sect attacked our camp this time, how many casualties are there?" Wei Xuande asked
Jiang Mingdao: "Many disciples have not returned, so there is no time to count them."

"Fang Xiangming, Ma Quan, Xie Lang, where is Qiao Zhenyu?"

"The disciple is here." The four of them came out to Wei Xuande and responded.
"How about your four casualties?"

"My subordinate Yu Tianyou and Junior Brother Tao An were murdered and died, and the number of casualties among Qi Refining disciples is unknown," Qiao Zhenyu said.

"There were no casualties among our Foundation Establishment cultivators, only the number of casualties among the Qi Refining disciples is unknown," Ma Quan said.
"All the foundation-building disciples of our department have returned home, and the Qi-refining disciples have not yet returned, so I don't know what the casualties are." Xie Lang said
"My brother Peng Yan was killed, and Zhang Xian didn't know his life or death." Ma Quan said
"Junior Brother Jiang, Junior Brother Yan, Junior Brother Peng, and Junior Brother Geng, I would like to trouble you, the four of you, go separately and meet the returning disciples." Wei Xuande said to the four of them.

The four left in response.

"All the disciples belong to the department, Fang Xiangming, Ma Quan, Xie Lang, Qiao Zhenyu, you and the other four, lead the disciples from the department to follow Junior Brother Peng."

"Yes."

"Ruan Jingxian, Wei Yuan, Zhu Xu, where are Zheng Shiyan?"

"The disciple is here." Four people stepped out of the crowd and responded
"The four of you each lead disciples from your headquarters to follow Junior Brother Jiang."

"Yes."

Wei Xuande will point one by one.

Divide the crowd into five groups, follow the five Jindan monks, and Wei Xuande will also lead one.

"You all go to prepare, tomorrow will attack the Corpse Puppet Sect."

"Yes." Everyone responded, left the big tent, and went back to the headquarters.

Tang Ning followed Zhu Xu's figure and went with him to the headquarters of the intelligence department. Not long after, they came to the place where the disciples of the intelligence department were stationed. Since there were not so many rooms in the camp, the disciples who came to support each found their own places to station.

Zhu Xu gathered all his disciples to deliver Wei Xuande's order. This time, the intelligence department supported fifteen disciples, led by Lu Guang and Kong Fanxing, and the seven foundation-building monks in the intelligence department sect, only Lu Xingxian and Chen Xuanshou were left behind. The mountain gate, and the rest of the people all went here.

About an hour later, several aurora boats landed in the formation one after another, and Ma Yu, Feng Shishi and others all returned.

The next day, the large army left the Puyang Mountains and headed westward. They all rode on the Dharma boat, a team from the Intelligence Division, the Discipline Division, the Talisman Division, and the Outreach Division. A total of more than a hundred people followed Jiang Ming to the southwest.

About an hour later, when they came to Huying Mountain, they saw Mozong leaning on his back and forming a large formation, waiting for everyone.

The Fazhou sailed for a while, Jiang Ming gave an order, and everyone jumped off the Fazhou, facing the disciples of the Demon Sect. The distance between the two sides was about three hundred feet.

With a flash of light, Jiang Ming came between the two formations and said loudly: "How dare the corpse puppet sect rats attack my camp."

In the other side's camp, there also appeared a person from the light, with big ears on one side and white on the sideburns.

"Those who are talented in the world will get it. Qian Yizong is incompetent and has no virtue, and this clan will replace him. If he is wise, he will leave early, so as not to lose his life in vain."

"What can you do? Dare to speak loudly?"

"Let you see my methods." The man shouted.

As soon as the hands were sealed, dark clouds rolled in instantly, covering the land of hundreds of feet, and thunder and lightning flashed within the dark clouds, covering Jiang Ming's figure.

"Try my supernatural powers, the cage of ten thousand puppets." In the dark clouds, the man laughed loudly, and dozens of corpse puppets poured out from all directions. Those corpse puppets looked lifelike, no different from living people, but their expressions were dull.

Some flashed with thunder, some were icy cold, and some were full of black air, all of them attacked Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming let out a long whistle, like the breath of a giant dragon, and the deep, majestic voice went straight into the sky. Everyone was hundreds of meters away. When they were shocked by the sound, they all felt their heads buzzing. The dozens of corpse puppets Instantly turned into powder.

But in the blink of an eye, there were more corpse puppets rushing towards him in the black cloud. Jiang Ming let out a loud roar, and his whole body soared tens of feet, turning into a golden giant ape, with golden hair all over his body, like a god descending from the earth.

I saw his fists attacking like a shower, in a blink of an eye, all the corpse puppets were cut into melons and vegetables, there was no single enemy, if the golden ape raised his fists, one of the corpse puppets would be smashed into a pulp In the blink of an eye, dozens of corpse puppets turned into stumps and broken arms.

Jin Yuan rushed into the dark clouds, saw the figure of the man, dodged to his side, and smashed his head with a punch.

His blood was splattered and his brain was shattered.

Jiang Ming was not happy but surprised, knowing that the opponent's dignified Golden Core cultivator would never be dealt with so easily.

Sure enough, only one voice was heard: "You can't kill me."

The golden ape turned around and was about to go towards the sound, when more than a hundred corpse puppets poured out from the thick clouds all around, the golden ape let out a loud roar, and fought together with all the corpse puppets.

Seeing that the golden core cultivator of Qianyi sect had been trapped in the supernatural power of his own golden core cultivator, the disciples of the demon sect shouted and rushed towards the corpse puppet sect.

The Demon Sect implements the meritorious service system, and the fastest and best way to improve the meritorious service is to kill the Taoist monks and take their heads as their own meritorious service.

When Qianyizong saw the corpse puppet sect rushing towards them, they also went up to meet them one after another, and they fought together in a blink of an eye.

If you want to survive this kind of large-scale melee, the most important thing is to see all directions, listen to all directions, find a suitable position, and avoid being pinched by others.

Dozens of escaping lights met between the two formations and stopped at a distance of tens of feet. The lights of various spells and spiritual weapons intertwined together. Tangning formed a seal with both hands and cast the fire bird spell. Thousands of fire birds were formed in an instant. Attacked towards a man on the other side.

He had just completed the seal on his side, and his spiritual sense sensed a black needle shooting towards him from the side, but it was an attack from a corpse puppet sect disciple on the left.

With a flip of his left hand, he took out the golden bowl and raised it upwards, the golden bowl rose against the wind and stood in front of him.

When the black needle hit the golden bowl, two colors of light intertwined, like a thin wooden stick hitting cotton.

The golden bowl is extended by one foot, which is the unique fluid characteristic of the golden bowl, which can be stretched infinitely to slow down its force.

The golden needle went forward without any hesitation, and stretched the wall of the golden bowl for several zhang, but still did not penetrate the golden bowl.

Seeing this, Tang Ning was startled. This golden bowl was originally a top-grade defensive spiritual weapon. Needless to say, its toughness was no worse than any high-grade spiritual weapon.And the stretching effect of the fluid increases its defensive power even more. Only when the toughness is not enough to withstand the sharpness of the opponent's attack, the stretching effect of the fluid will appear to help it unload the force.

In other words, the sharpness of the mysterious needle surpassed the toughness of the golden bowl itself, so the wall stretching effect appeared.

This unremarkable mysterious needle is actually a top-grade spiritual weapon.

At this moment, the man who had sneaked up on Tangning didn't bother seeing that the blow was useless, and waved the black needle back into his hand.

He took advantage of his unpreparedness this time to kill with one blow. With the advantage of the mysterious needle, combined with his cultivation of a mid-stage foundation-establishment monk, breaking the spiritual power shield of an early-stage foundation-establishment monk was like sweeping away rotten leaves. I didn't expect that the golden bowl was also extraordinary.

He didn't want to be entangled in this chaotic situation, so he couldn't make a single blow, so he immediately retracted, and the figure flashed back to the rear.

On the other side, the disciples of the Corpse Puppet Sect saw thousands of firebirds rushing towards him, and with a wave of their hand, a Corpse Puppet made a move, blocking the front of him, and retreated backwards.

Turning over with his left hand, he took out a white canvas and threw it upwards. The white canvas rose in the wind and turned into a size of ten feet.

The corpse puppet sprayed a large amount of black air from its mouth, and it enveloped the firebirds. Thousands of firebirds were all enveloped in the black air, and the white canvas covered them all, covering the firebirds and the black air.

The man squeezed a formula with his hand, and the white canvas burst into white light. The man beckoned again, and the white canvas quickly shrank and returned to his hand.

The man patted and pulled on the canvas, and the canvas unfolded, but there was no trace of black air and the shadow of the firebird.

Tangning used a golden bowl to cover her figure to prevent others from attacking her. She formed a seal with her hands and condensed into a fire phoenix, attacking the disciples of the Corpse Puppet Sect.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, and a red sword slashed fiercely on the golden bowl. The golden and red rays of light intersected, and the golden bowl shook slightly.

The disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect was still waiting to chop again, when he suddenly noticed something shooting towards him from his side, he quickly manipulated the red knife to block it, but it turned out to be a bead glowing with faint green light, the red knife met him, and there was a bang With a sound, the two phases collided.

The red knife swayed violently like a piece of paper, and the blade was covered with cracks. The man turned pale with fright, quickly retracted the red knife, and stepped back.

The two sides went through a round of offense and defense in the melee, and gradually separated their positions, keeping a relatively safe distance from other people, and divided them into several small battlefields.

Tang Ning faced a man with a wide mouth and big ears from the Corpse Puppet Sect. Like him, he was in the early stage of foundation establishment. That man must have taken a fancy to Tang Ning's low level of cultivation, so he rushed straight at him. He quickly retreated, and the two of them met When the former and the latter were chasing each other, they escaped from the main battlefield three or four hundred feet away in a short time.

Seeing that there were no other monks here, Tangning stopped running and turned to meet the enemy. The disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect also stopped and grinned.

Tang Ning took the lead in the catastrophe, forming seals with both hands, and the spiritual power gathered in one place, forming a fire wave about twenty feet high in mid-air, pouring towards the corpse puppet sect disciples layer by layer.

The waves of fire are so violent that they seem to devour everything.

The disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect saw such a mighty fire wave condensed by a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, and he was slightly surprised. He himself also knows this technique, but with his cultivation base, it definitely does not have such a mighty momentum.

(End of this chapter)