Mysterious mirror hanging high

"If we were sure of victory, we'd be fine with this kind of joking around, but ever since we arrived at the Houtu Sect, the cultivators from the Yunchuan Territory have relied on this formation and have already caused quite a bit of casualties to us... If this continues, even if we capture this pass, I don't know how many of our fellow cultivators will die!"

The more the gloomy young man pondered, the gloomier his expression grew. "They say that the cultivation methods of demonic cultivators are short-sighted and tend to focus on quick success, so a batch of them isn't worth much. But no matter how worthless they are, they shouldn't be wasted like this... What on earth are you adults thinking about?"

"After more than a hundred years of painstaking pursuit of the Dao, I finally forged a foundation and gained some of the majesty of the Heavenly Dao, yet I still became a tool in the hands of others!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was a surge of anger accumulating in his heart with nowhere to vent it. He summoned another small hammer magic weapon in his hand and hammered it hard on the Zuwang Peak several times before he calmed down a little.

After a few breaths, the cultivators stationed at Zuowang Peak formed a team. More than ten righteous foundation-building cultivators, emitting an earthy yellow glow, fled from the mountain. The leader, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation-building, faced the gloomy young man without hesitation and shouted, "Bold demon disciple!"

"Hmm?" The gloomy young man turned his head and snorted coldly, "The intelligence from [Ghost Knows] is really accurate. They said that your peak is full of family abandoned children, powerless and independent cultivators, and their combat effectiveness is very poor... I am really not lying."

After saying that, he wielded the small hammer magic weapon in his hand and hit the cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building who was on the righteous side.

The Righteous Path Foundation Cultivator raised a small shield to block the small hammer. Suddenly, his face changed. A huge force came over him, almost causing all his magic power to dissipate. He hurriedly shouted:

"Which Taoist friend can lend a hand?"

An old monk in the early stage of foundation building hurriedly used his magic weapon to block the small hammer. The leading monk in the middle stage then relaxed his expression and joined forces with the old monk to fight the gloomy young man.

Elsewhere, Guan Zhen was fighting with the bald-headed old man holding a blood-red flying knife. While fighting with Guan Zhen, the bald-headed old man stared at the [Purple Sun Sword] with a greedy and intoxicated expression, muttering, "Good treasure, good treasure!"

Li Ci had also escaped from the mountain by this time. The [Ji Tu Dun Di Qi]'s earth escape technique was inherently energy-consuming and couldn't sustain long-term burrowing. Otherwise, the righteous cultivators would have long been invincible, and there wouldn't have been any casualties. She was hiding behind a group of righteous cultivators, a bewildered expression on her face, her body trembling slightly, as if she didn't know what to do.

The two groups of cultivators stood together like this, soldiers facing soldiers and generals facing generals. For a moment, the light of magic weapons and spells illuminated the top of the peak, making the entire Zuowang Peak colorful.

Originally, the number of cultivators on both sides of good and evil was almost the same, and neither side had a figure in the late stage of foundation building who could determine the outcome of the battle, so they should have been evenly matched.

However, the demonic cultivators are almost superior to the righteous cultivators in terms of the quality of their magic power, their spells and magical powers, the materials of their magic tools, etc.

On the side of the righteous cultivators, there are also many old cultivators like Li Ci who do not bring any magic weapons and are simply sent to the battlefield to fill the line and die, which is a drag on the team.

If the righteous cultivators had not had the [Ji Tu Spiritual Light] of the [Ji Tu Dun Di Flag] to protect them, giving them an extra layer of protection, and being able to escape into the mountains from time to time to catch their breath, I'm afraid the situation would have been one-sided long ago!

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Jing Yu escaped from the mountain with [Ku Du Xuan Guang] and looked at the chaotic battlefield, feeling speechless.

He was in seclusion before this, refining a furnace of elixir, and was unaware of the situation outside. It was the shaking of the mountain that startled him out of the cave.

Seeing that his side was still showing signs of defeat despite the blessing of the formation, he shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to go forward to help, he saw a long-bearded demon cultivator chopping off his opponent and rushing towards him.

"Great! Another water-type cultivator!" The long-bearded demon cultivator looked very happy. He was an earth-type cultivator and was originally good at earth escape techniques. This was not comparable to the half-baked earth escape techniques of the righteous cultivators who relied on the [Jitu Dundi Flag].

The cultivator he had just faced was no match for his opponent and had to escape into the mountain. However, he didn't know that the long-bearded demon cultivator had been waiting for this move and followed him using his earth escape technique. The righteous cultivator was caught off guard and was killed by him with a single blow.

Now, he saw a water-type cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. The five elements were mutually exclusive, and the earth element naturally restrained the water element. Moreover, he was in an environment surrounded by mountains. Even if the opponent was protected by a large formation, the long-bearded demon cultivator was confident that he could kill him!

Greed flashed in the eyes of the long-bearded demon cultivator as he stared at the storage bag on Jing Yu's waist and thought, "If I can kill two people today, I'll really make a killing! The demon cultivators and evil cultivators in the Tiannan Region are fighting each other, and each one has crawled out of a pile of corpses. It's really hard to survive there. How can it compare to a good place like the Yunchuan Region, which is full of trash?"

"If I don't take advantage of this favorable situation and make a few more profits, I don't know when I will have such an opportunity again!"

However, the handsome young man opposite did not seem to be afraid. Instead, he glanced at him calmly, as if he was observing a dead person.

What kind of look is that!

The long-bearded demon cultivator was immediately enraged. He felt as if he had been deeply insulted. A surge of blood rushed to his head, and his face flushed crimson purple.

"What are you?"

The gray-robed young man opposite did not answer. The long-bearded demon cultivator only saw a crack suddenly appear on his forehead, revealing a golden vertical eye. A gray and mysterious light gushed out and shot towards him at an extremely fast speed.

"What kind of magical power is this? Such a fast speed!"

The long-bearded demon cultivator was horrified and quickly condensed a thick rock shield to block in front of him.

However, the gray mysterious light instantly penetrated the giant rock shield and hit the head of the long-bearded demon cultivator. The demon cultivator's head was immediately shattered into pieces and exploded into a pile of pieces. Even his soul could not escape and he was deader than dead.

Jing Yu used his magic power to grab the storage bags on the waist of this demon cultivator, but saw that the headless body of this long-bearded demon cultivator slowly sank into the Zuowang Peak. He couldn't help but frown:

"This is……"

He looked up and saw a chaotic battlefield with several broken magic weapons scattered around. It was obvious that several people had died on both sides, but the bodies were nowhere to be found, which made Jing Yu a little uneasy.

"Could it be that they were all sucked into this [Jitu Yiqi Locking Sky Formation]?" Jing Yu thought to himself, "This doesn't look like a formation used by the righteous! What the hell is the Houtu Sect doing?"

Jing Yu had just pondered for a few breaths when he saw a fat and bloated monk with a face full of flesh, wailing and staring at him fiercely, saying hatefully:

"It's a pity that my sworn brother didn't investigate for a moment, and you plotted against him and killed him. How can I be worthy of our sworn brotherhood if I don't avenge him?"

Then a look of greed appeared on the fat monk's face again. "Hehe, if you know what's good for you, just close your eyes and wait for death. I'll let you die quickly! I can also collect your relics for you and pass on your Taoist tradition!"