mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 82 Comer

Feng Biyun looked at the giant boat that was gradually going away, clenched his fists unwillingly, and couldn't help but turned around and gave the sleek old man a hard look.

"Why does Feng Daoyou look at me like this? Could it be that you really want to fight that demon cultivator?" The sleek old man stroked his beard and asked with a smile.

"Hmph!" Feng Biyun snorted coldly, turned around and flew back to the nameless barren mountain that had almost collapsed.

The old man surnamed Zhou from Jujian Gate also sighed, and flew back with Feng Biyun.

Seeing the back of the two leaving, the sleek old man stroked his beard lightly, and smiled, with a hint of predation flashing in his eyes.

On the battlefield, Lu Yunze sat slumped on the ground without quality, with a hint of happiness in his eyes that he survived the disaster.

However, at this moment, no one would make irresponsible remarks to him.It's not because he beheaded Jiedan that he felt awe.It's just that on this battlefield, Lu Yunze is already the one who pays more attention to his image.

Looking around, some people were seriously injured and fell to the ground, crying helplessly.Someone with empty eyes sat on the ground slumped, his body was covered with someone's blood.There were also people with bloodshot eyes, kneeling on the ground and roaring loudly, like a mad beast.

Among them was Lin Xuanyue of Huang Fenggu who had been looking for Lu Yunze.

At this time, she was sitting on the ground with dull eyes, her yellow shirt had already been stained red with blood, and two hideous blood mouths opened on her lower abdomen, and traces of blood were oozing out.If it wasn't for the faint breathing sound, she would be no different from a corpse at this time.

Right in front of her, the seven or eight monks who had seen Jujian Sect Brother Liu and Huadaowu Yue fell to the ground, and they had turned into cold corpses. There were two people behind her, each wearing The clothes of Tianquebao and Huangfenggu are the same, and their eyes are empty, like a walking dead.

Among them, the monk Huang Fenggu was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his left arm was missing.The broken arm was scorched black, as if it had been burned by flames.

If Lu Yunze remembered correctly, there should be a few more people in their small group.I don't know if he got separated during the battle, or was beaten to death by the magic weapon of the monk of the magic way.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yunze slowly stood up and helped clean up the battlefield.

This year, Lu Yunze is 29 years old.

This over-realistic world taught him a lesson 29 years late with hundreds of lives.

In this battle, it was obvious that the seven factions set up an ambush to encircle and wipe out the Demonic Dao.But after a great battle, more than a hundred monks from the seven sects were killed or injured, and only half of them survived.However, there were only less than a hundred corpses left by Mo Dao.

This is all thanks to the alchemy cultivators of the seven sects being able to free up their hands in time, otherwise the casualties of the demonic way would have been smaller.

Lu Yunze sighed, turned the corpses of several demon cultivators into ashes, turned around and walked back to the team of the Moon Sect.

Compared with the other six sects, the Covering Moon Sect suffered the fewest casualties, and even so, more than a dozen Foundation Establishment disciples died.

The rest are almost all injured, and their mana is overdrawn.

"Senior Brother Lu..." Junior Sister Zhu, who was trying to talk to her before, came up to her, and there was an extra blush on her delicate face, and I don't know whose blood it was.

"We won the battle, right? Will the magic way come again?" Junior Sister Zhu's body trembled slightly.

The rest of the dozens of monks were shocked when they heard the words, and their pale faces looked at Lu Yunze almost pleadingly.

"Don't think so much..." Lu Yunze opened his mouth, and forced a hoarse voice from his throat.

"The magic way has been repulsed by us, and then we should rest well and wait for the new order from the sect."

Lu Yunze looked at these people, his voice was extremely hoarse and unpleasant.But these people seemed to have suddenly found their backbone, and each of them relaxed in an instant, slumped on the ground.A few younger female cultivators even covered their faces and wept bitterly in a low voice.

All the monks present at the foundation stage had killed people more or less and seen blood.

But that was completely different from the battlefield. Here they were just small pieces of meat in the flesh mill, and they might die meaninglessly at any time.

Lu Yunze's back was still tense, and he didn't dare to relax at all.

Until a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Lu Yunze, you... did a good job."

Fairy Nishang landed behind Lu Yunze, and patted him on the shoulder with complicated eyes.

"I will ask the sect for your credit. After this battle, you and these disciples should be able to rest for a while."

Lu Yunze nodded calmly and said nothing.

"Think about it, it's inevitable." Nishang Fairy sighed, her eyes swept over the dead bodies all over the floor.

"This is the battlefield, you always have to learn to get used to it."

Lu Yunze remained silent and nodded.

"Let's go, the camp is almost set up, I'll take you to have a look." Nishang Fairy said softly.

Lu Yunze remained silent, slowly raised his back, and his tense body straightened inch by inch.

The dantian in the body seemed to be stimulated by something, and trembled suddenly.Sisi mana was introduced into the limbs and bones, and began to operate on its own.Accompanied by a little bit of five-color aura, several meridians instantly penetrated, and the stagnation and obscurity in the past when performing the exercises disappeared completely.

The bottleneck that had troubled him for many days disappeared without a trace at this moment.

This year, the demonic way invaded, and the first battle between the seven sects of the Yue Kingdom and the six demonic sects came to an end with the tragic victory of the seven factions.

It was also this year that Lu Yunze was 29 years old, at the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Lu Yunze couldn't remember clearly what happened afterwards.

I just vaguely remember that I seem to have slept for several days and had nightmares one after another.Then he started to go out to help several monks in the alchemy stage take care of his fellow disciples, record their military exploits, and arrange formations, so busy that they never touched the ground.

There is also a lot of spoils from this battle, the Moon Sect got a lot of them, Lu Yunze didn't have much interest in these common foundation-building demon cultivators, so he gave them to other people.

Fairy Nishang didn't say anything, but threw him a storage bag that night.

It was the storage bag of the alchemy cultivator who was killed by him with the soul-destroying needle.

It was a rare and good thing at first, but Lu Yunze opened the storage bag and found that there were only more than a thousand pieces of spirit stones, a few pieces of ordinary refining materials and a few intermediate-level talismans inside.

This man is ridiculously poor!
Lu Yunze's already not in a good mood became even more depressed.

In this way, seven days passed in a flash.

On this day, Lu Yunze was leading a group of fellow sects to maintain the formation, when he suddenly saw three escaping lights lit up in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Duan Guang flew over the crowd, revealing three figures of two men and one woman.

The leading man looked to be only in his twenties, and he looked upright and imposing, but for some reason, there was always a femininity in his gestures.

When this person saw Lu Yunze and the others, he immediately frowned slightly, and asked bluntly, "Where is the discussion camp?"

Sensing the unfathomable cultivation of the people in the air, the disciples of the Moon Sect disciples suddenly turned pale, and subconsciously looked at Lu Yunze.

"I hide Yuezong Lu Yunze below, why did the three seniors come here?" Lu Yunze asked blankly.

"You..." Seeing that Lu Yunze dared to show such an attitude, the leading man immediately flew into a rage, and wanted to give him a bit of a hard time with the flash of inspiration in his hand.

At this moment, the man on the other side suddenly reached out and stopped him.

"Lu Yunze? But Master Qiong's disciple?" The man who spoke was about 40 years old, the fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked very kind.

"My teacher is Qiong Wuji, may I ask senior?"

"Sure enough, I heard that Uncle Qiong has taken in a great apprentice, and seeing him today is really extraordinary." The man smiled and nodded.

"These two are Daoist Wen from Huadaowu Gate and Fairy Lingyu from Lingshou Mountain. I am the elder of the Moon Sect, and my name is Xu Ruoqing. You can just call me Senior Brother Xu."

Lu Yunze hurriedly cupped his hands in salute, "I don't dare, I have seen Master Xu."

He has always been a person with a strong heart. The reason why he dared to call the monks of the foundation stage during the Qi training stage was because he had both seniority and matching strength. Now it is different. His strength from the pill formation stage There is still a long way to go.

Xu Ruoqing shook his head with a wry smile and said, "You don't need to be nervous, take us to the discussion camp, there are new orders for you from above."

(End of this chapter)