Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 145
Xuanfeng Mountain.

The terrain is majestic, with the Jiujiang River as a barrier, surrounded by mountains and hills, just like a tall city wall.

It's just that no matter how blessed the terrain is, under absolute power, it will be ruined.

Zhao Mang saw dense corpses floating on the water of the Jiujiang River, blood stained the surface of the river, and when the sky shone down, it turned blood red, like a Shura hell.

The continuous hills and solid roads have been smashed in many places, and the overwhelming power of the immortal cultivators is fully reflected at this moment.

The monks in Qingping Valley retreated steadily, and the killing and catastrophe came. The longevity technique they had cultivated completely lost their vertical and horizontal power.

"what……"

Zhao Mang saw many familiar figures falling down one after another. The monks belonging to the Langya Immortal Sect were as imposing as a rainbow, and the smile on their faces seemed to him to be ferocious of a devil.

He looked up to the sky and screamed, with grief and indignation pouring out of his chest, which was even more turbulent than the water of the Jiujiang River.

"Zhao Mang, I can't hold it anymore, let's go!"

There were figures and corpses all over the ground, and a bloody middle-aged man came to Zhao Mang, telling him that the building was about to fall, the situation was turned upside down, and there was no possibility of turning around.

Zhao Mang is the arrogance of Qingping Valley. He has cultivated the foundation at a young age. He has a Qianyuan Dragon and Tiger Pill in his hand. The realm of golden core.

He can't die, the reconstruction and rise of Qingping Valley in the future must be done by him.

"Headmaster, can you go now?"

In Zhao Mang's tired eyes, there was sadness and hatred, besides, there was deep reason and clarity.

Qingping Valley is responsible for guarding the south of Guangxiu Immortal Sect. Once the line of defense is breached, Langya Immortal Sect's iron cavalry will go south, and countless cultivating Taoism will be destroyed in the battle.

The situation was eroded and blew up.

Such a serious crime can be said to be raging, and it will definitely arouse the wrath of Guangxiu Xianzong and attract people to arrest it.

"I will bear all the sins involved."

The head teacher of Qingpinggu already has the will to die. He can't control Qingpinggu, which makes the disciples in disorder, and can't take on the responsibility of the immortal sect, which leads to the corruption of the south.

Such an incompetent blade, apart from dying on this battlefield, where else can it go.

"It's not enough. It's hard to cut down the responsibility of teaching one's life. It's hard to count the ancestors of Hengyu, and you and I, the backbone of the past, present, and future generations, can prove that I, Qingpinggu, have worked hard and won't retreat. Only in this way can we make a conclusion that this battle is not my fault, but that the enemy is too fierce and manpower is too difficult to defeat."

Zhao Mang was calm, unable to hide his sorrow, his voice was like weeping and complaining, like a cuckoo crying blood, it made people feel desolate and unable to hold themselves.

From the generation of Taoist Hengyu, Qingping Valley had the hope of rising, and after the painstaking efforts of the head teacher, it got its name and passed down to the frontier, and became the legal system of the first echelon under the Immortal Sect.

After that, he will bear the ambition of being blue and lead Qingpinggu to soar into the sky.

But the facts are unpredictable, a catastrophe will destroy everything, and the ambition of the three generations for hundreds of years will be in vain.

Ridiculous, deplorable, even more hateful.

"You... have this awareness."

Master Qingpinggu's expression was in a trance, not wanting Zhao Mang's state of mind city mansion to have been cultivated meticulously and transparently.

He was very relieved, and then felt a deep heartache. If Qingping Valley does not suffer from this catastrophe, Zhao Mang does not die, is still the arrogance of the heavens, and makes great strides, he will usher in real prosperity in Qingping Valley, not to mention becoming the sixth immortal sect. It should also be the first lineage under Xianzong.

"Teacher, I've lost my mind, I should bury this body."

Zhao Mang's eyes swept across the battlefield, the sky was stained with blood, comrades fell one by one, and they followed suit.

For the sake of the sect, he shouldn't be stingy with his life.

"it is good!"

Master Qingpinggu no longer dissuaded him, turned around and left extremely resolutely, where Zhao Mang couldn't see, his eyes showed extreme grief and deep chill.

From now on, there will be no more gatherings and no cheers.

"kill!"

Zhao Mang also turned around and rushed into the battlefield, waving the magic sword in his hand again and again, blood dripped like beads of thread, and many corpses lay around his body.

However, there are too many enemies.

Can't finish killing!

He raised his eyes and saw that in the chaotic battlefield, there was an area that was extremely calm, and that was where the Langya Immortal Sect's military camp was located.

At this time, the enemy actually had three or five Foundation Establishment monks in charge of the formation, controlling the overall situation, as if they were in control of everything.

"The defense line of Qingping Valley has been broken today."

In front of the military tent, Yuwei looked down at the battle situation, and found that the defense line of Qingping Valley had been washed away. With just a slight push, he could enter the hinterland of Guangxiu Xianzong and overwhelm the river.

At all times, as the commander-in-chief of this battle, he will definitely record the first contribution, and his power and status will rise by a large margin.

"attack!"

Yuwei draws his sword, it's time to level Qingping Valley.

The army went south to destroy all the layouts of Guangxiu Xianzong.

With the issuance of the military order, the monks belonging to the Langya Immortal Sect on the battlefield gradually became orderly from the chaos, and rushed forward together.

Like a thousand streams of rivers, rushing towards the gap in the mountain bag, trying to sweep the people and things in the entire line of defense into the dust.

"A battle to the death never retreats."

Zhao Mang held his sword with both hands, standing still, his worn battle robe dancing in the wind, like a stone statue of the god of war, fearless of wind and rain.

Qingpinggu head teacher and others are the same, stationed on the mountain defense line, to do the last guard.

"boom"

The monks of Langya Immortal Sect slammed into the defense line fiercely, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and some hills shattered and exploded directly.

In an instant, a monk from Qingping Valley was beheaded.

Then, the invading enemy was suppressed again.

In the short time of a stick of incense, back and forth, it has been repeated three or five times.

But this cycle is destined to be difficult to last forever.

The defense line of Qingping Valley has slowly collapsed. The number of monks of Langya Immortal Sect is too large to resist.

"Burn your vitality and make the final attack."

Zhao Mang stepped on the mountain bag full of cracks, his body trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of a little overdrawn strength.

On his left and right, there are two monks in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, who will kill him, and if he is slow, he will die.

Even though he is cautious, manpower is sometimes poor, and it is time to run out of water.

The last thing he could do was to burn his vitality, end the fight, and die together with the head teacher and fellow disciples.

"kill!"

At this time, loud and clear shouts of killing sounded from behind the defense line, and a breath of fierce dragons and tigers came out like dragons and snakes, rolling up the evil spirit that filled the sky, which was extremely powerful.

The young man in the lead has a slender body, and his white clothes are stained with a little blood, but he is not in a panic, but reveals a cold and chilling intention.

"Could it be..."

Zhao Mang thought of something, and thought it was extremely impossible, turned his head to look, and found that it was really Chen Sheng, and many emotions flooded his heart instantly.

There are worries and emotions.

"How come there are reinforcements, there is fraud?!"

Yuwei was taken aback. Qingpinggu might have made another plan if such a surge of combat power was left unused at this time.

"Fortunately, not to the point of no return."

Chen Sheng flew away, his eyes were like a falcon, overlooking the battlefield, analyzing the situation of the enemy and us.

In terms of high-end combat power, Langya Immortal Sect has eighteen foundation-building monks, and Qingping Valley has two hands, and the gap is huge.

Among these people, three were recruited, and four were cultivated locally in the past 25 years, or they were difficult to use, or their methods were immature.

In all fairness, Qingping Valley has done its best to be able to support it until now.

"boom"

All the cultivators in the camp blocked the gap in the defense line without fear of death. The sword light rose and fell, and the opponent who hadn't reacted was cut down.

They stand on the old defense line, and they have a charm of alternating old and new.

In an instant, although the situation has not been reversed, it is not waiting to die.

"Senior, you shouldn't be in danger."

Zhao Mang once thought of wanting Chen Sheng to come out of the camp to help, but later he rejected it because the odds of winning were too small.

And failed, the price Qingpinggu paid was too great to bear.

The orthodoxy is cut off, and the name is removed from the world.

But in the end, Chen Sheng still came to help. It can only be said that God's will is so, and people's hearts can't help but decide.

"Since I'm here, what you want to think about is how to win."

Chen Sheng had a reason for coming, for the safety of Qingping Valley, and to live up to the great trust of Xianzong, but if he wanted to make these come true, he had to win this battle.

"To capture the thief, first capture the king, and then kill him. Anyway, it's impossible to go bad again."

Regarding this issue, Zhao Mang really thought about it. After thinking about it, he felt that killing Yu Wei should be able to turn the tide of the battle.

This person is the elder of the Langya Immortal Sect, with the highest status and the strongest strength. Being decapitated in the chaos army can cause shock and panic in itself.

But then again, this person's power and ability are top-notch, if they can kill them, they won't be in a dangerous situation.

This is almost unsolvable.

"You and I join forces and kill him!"

Chen Sheng thought about it, and there was really no other way. In order to win this round, besides taking risks, he also needed some courage, and even a little bit of luck.

However, his words were extremely firm.

After all, if you don't even think you can do it yourself, how can you convince others.

"it is good!"

Anyway, Zhao Mang felt very at ease.

Chen Sheng's qualifications and means are far beyond that of a rising star like him. With seniors planning ahead, he can just charge forward and kill.

Still the same sentence, the situation is like this, it can't get worse.

"Rumble..."

After deciding on a strategy, the two ordered their subordinates to make another counterattack, and then walked side by side, heading towards Yuwei.

If the auras of two Foundation Establishment cultivators are merged into one, they will definitely be able to run amuck.

And in this way, the movement is also very loud, and it is noticed in an instant.

"How brave!"

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators beside Yuwei were furious. The intentions of Chen Sheng and Zhao Mang were not difficult to guess. They wanted to shake their morale from the root.

And once the morale drops, if the gap between them is not that big, they will be able to turn against Tiangang.

"I probably know who he is. It's better to meet him than to be famous. He is really an outstanding person."

Yuwei thought of it. Before that, a war department entered the rear of the defense line to suppress and kill a big man in Guangxiu Xianzong.

That person, the fortress he built interfered with the overall situation, and he was famous all over the world as an alchemist, and he was a rare talent.

Looking at it today, this person is indeed formidable. He faced the difficulties in the face of danger, broke through numerous obstacles, and was even more courageous and decisive. He directly wanted to annihilate him in the melee.

"My lord, I will kill the enemies for you."

There were two or three foundation-building monks who wanted to help Yuwei solve problems, and stopped Chen Sheng and Zhao Mang halfway, so that the source of danger could be eliminated.

"What should I do if I disturb them? I also want to make a decision in one fell swoop."

Yuwei shook his head, Zhao Mang is the arrogance of Qingping Valley, and he offended Qingping Valley so badly this time, he can live in peace only after this person dies.

And Chen Sheng is a big figure in Guangxiu Immortal Sect, he was born as an alchemist, beheading him is a great achievement.

With such a big opportunity in front of him, he didn't want outsiders to intervene and cause troubles.

That being the case...

After thinking about it, he waved his hands to the left and right, and took out a quaint chariot from the storage bag.

This is a top-notch magic weapon of the second rank, with powerful power, capable of devouring the essence of wind and fire between heaven and earth, boosting its might, and once it is activated, it has the might of a horse riding a thousand troops.

"Rumble..."

It has to be said that Yuwei is able to sit in a high position, has both means and abilities, and is a real strong man.

Standing on the wind and fire chariot, he rushed down directly from the military tent. The two wheels were constantly spinning the essence of heaven and earth, refining it into fuel.

Thousands of mountains trembled, and two kinds of splendid brilliance reflected the vast sky, with an unrivaled momentum coming down menacingly.

The situation has undergone a drastic change. It is not like Chen Sheng and Zhao Mang are going to kill the generals to capture the flag, but Yu Weiyao is going to crush them directly.

"Rush up, you will die!"

Zhao Mang's eyes were wide open, the oncoming wind and fire aura burned his mind, and the terrifying power rushed down, making his body tremble slightly, as if he was facing death.

The fact is also the same. A monk who is in the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment Realm controls the second-tier top magic weapon and crushes it with force. He is basically invincible at the same level and has no solution.

"No, this is exactly our chance."

Chen Sheng has a different opinion. If he had only a [-]% chance of winning before, then now he has a [-]% chance of winning.

When a second-tier top magic weapon collides head-on with a spiritual treasure, the storm that will be whipped up in an instant will be extremely terrifying.

And Yuwei didn't have the slightest defense, and was suddenly exposed to the center of the storm, and he would have blood if he didn't die.

"what should I do."

Zhao Mang could only choose to believe that he put all his chances of winning on Chen Sheng, as long as he could win, he would sacrifice his blood.

"Wait for me to sacrifice the heavy treasure, and you will urge it together to shake the chariot of wind and fire."

Chen Sheng wants to use Zhao Mang's hand to push the power of the Linglong Orb to the peak it can reach so far.

Head-to-head, let's see who will die first.

He felt that with the power of the Linglong Orb, he could protect the soldier's master, but it was very difficult for Yuwei.

"it is good."

Zhao Mang responded.

"Om..."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Sheng directly sacrificed the exquisite orb, which turned into the size of a water tank, as beautiful as the moon, as fierce as the sun, and contained a trace of immortality.

The incomparable brilliance is shining, the wisps of aura are like dragons flying, and there is also a kind of upright aura that can shake the mountains and mountains.

Zhao Mang was startled by this scene, but immediately, he injected a wave of his own mana into the Linglong Orb.

then……

The Linglong Orb flew across the sky, and a storm of spiritual energy filled the sky was rolled up where it passed, and the mountains, rivers and mountains were shaken, and the sky was restless.

(End of this chapter)