I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Now that things have gotten to this point, what else can Mingchuan do?

Of course, I can only follow Jinman.

"Of course I'll give you half of the stuff. It's not the right time yet, so don't rush. We found it alone anyway, and those people outside don't know about it. We'll have plenty of time when we get back, so we can divide it slowly."

"This Qingcheng Yufa Sect is your territory, and I can't run away."

After hearing Mingchuan's words, Jinman was finally satisfied.

She nodded: "Okay, since you said so, I'll let you go for now."

"Should we go back now or what? Did your fire spirit see anything else?"

Mingchuan felt it after hearing it, but he didn't realize that the fire elf had any other thoughts.

So he had to shake his head: "No, let's go back and rest for a while."

Jin Man had no choice but to agree.

She returned to the habitat with Mingchuan.

Su Hao and Luo Yang immediately stepped forward and asked, "Elder Jin, Junior Brother Ziang, have you made any other discoveries?"

Jin Man shook his head and lied without changing his expression: "Nothing was found. Let's continue walking inside."

The others could only do the same after hearing this.

Fortunately, when Mingchuan and Jinman returned, they had already digested the spark stones.

Now I can continue.

……

At this time, the other side.

Outside the cave deep in Burning Sky Valley, disciples from various sects have formed an array.

Mu Yaoyao, dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, stood in front of the formation, the long sword in her hand humming, and a faint white light lingering around her body, like a fairy walking on the moon.

The disciples of the Bu Tian Holy Sect behind her were all dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with silver crane feathers in their hair buns, and they all looked ethereal and immortal.

It is incompatible with the bloody demonic aura around it.

"Demon cultivator, come out and die!"

Mu Yaoyao pointed the tip of her sword directly at the cave entrance. The sound was like the cry of a crane. The spiritual power poured into her, and even the thick fog was shaken back three feet. "Return my disciples and fellow sects!"

In the cave, Suo Fei's face suddenly changed when he heard the clear female voice.

He looked at the bronze-masked figure in the center of the formation and said anxiously, "My Lord, those people outside are coming! I'm afraid they will be difficult to deal with!"

The bronze-masked man didn't move at all, and the evil energy around him was madly pouring into the soul-devouring formation below him.

In the center of the formation, the body of the Jinling Pavilion monk had become shriveled, and the last wisp of his soul was sucked into the center of the formation, turning into a white light and merging into the body of the masked man.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the dark light in his eyes was several times thicker than before.

"What's the rush?" The Lord's voice was hoarse with joy. "It's just right to let them serve as sacrifices to the Soul Devouring Formation."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it. The black runes at the entrance of the cave suddenly lit up, and dozens of demonic energies turned into sharp claws, grabbing towards the monks outside the cave.

"Set up the formation!" Mu Yaoyao shouted, her long sword slashing through the air, her fingertips forming a spell, "Crane Feather Technique!"

Before she finished speaking, the white light around her suddenly surged, and countless crystal white feathers emerged from thin air, each feather flashing with sharp spiritual light, condensing into the shadow of a crane with spread wings in front of her.

The disciples of the Bu Tian Holy Sect behind him all made hand gestures, and thousands of crane feathers rose up in response, interweaving with Mu Yaoyao's spiritual power to form a white sword rain.

"call out--"

The Crane Feather Flying Sword accurately hit the sharp claws of the demonic energy, and crisp shattering sounds were heard one after another. The black demonic energy was burned by the white spiritual light and sizzled, and dissipated in an instant.

"What a powerful purifying power!" exclaimed the elder of Zixiao Pure Land.

But when everyone saw the scene inside the cave, all their amazement turned into raging anger.

The stone walls on both sides of the cave were covered with corpses of disciples from various sects. Among them, a familiar white figure was particularly eye-catching. It was Ji Sheng who had disappeared from the Butian Holy Sect!

His immortal robe was stained dark red by blood, his body was shriveled like a dead leaf, and his once confused eyes were now staring blankly outside the cave, as if he died with his eyes open.

"Ji Sheng!" Mu Yaoyao's pupils suddenly shrank, and her heart seemed to be tightly grasped.

The disciples behind her immediately had tears in their eyes when they saw their fellow disciples’ tragic deaths. The crane-feather flying swords around them trembled violently with anger, and the spiritual light almost broke through the sky.

"Evil spirit!"

Mu Yaoyao shouted angrily, pointing her sword at Suo Fei, "Give me your life!"

Her figure flew across the sky like a crane, her white clothes leaving a trail of afterimage in the demonic energy. The crane feather flying swords around her suddenly accelerated, turning into a white torrent, rushing straight towards Suo Fei's face.

Suo Fei swung his scimitar to block, but his arm became numb from the purifying power of He Yu, and a layer of white frost condensed on the scimitar.

Those are the traces of being eroded by the immortal energy.

"Impossible! How could the Immortal Crane Technique of your Bu Tian Holy Sect be so overbearing?"

Suo Fei was shocked and angry. He clearly remembered that this technique was good at defense. When did it become so sharp?

Moreover, this woman’s cultivation level is clearly only at the Jindan stage!

"If you kill my fellow disciples, you must pay with your life!"

Mu Yaoyao's eyes were cold and sharp, and she pinched the magic formula with her fingertips again. The crane phantom suddenly swooped down, its beak like a sword, pecking at Suo Fei's chest.

Suo Fei quickly dodged to the side, but his shoulder blade was still grazed by the crane's beak, and his skin was immediately torn. Black smoke came out of the wound, and it could not heal.

The purifying power of the crane technique was constantly eroding his demonic energy.

The disciples of the Bu Tian Holy Sect behind him also moved accordingly. Thousands of crane feathers intertwined into a net, trapping the remaining demon cultivators inside!

Although most of them were women, they all had firm eyes at this moment, with immortal spirit and murderous intent intertwined, which even made the ferocious demon cultivators feel a little afraid.

At this moment, the soul-devouring array in the cave suddenly burst out with a dazzling black light. The Lord slowly stood up, and the demonic energy around him condensed into a pair of huge bat wings, covering the sky and the sun.

"Noisy."

He spoke lightly, raised his hand and waved it towards the outside of the cave. The bat wings turned into countless demonic blades and swept towards the Crane Feather Sword Formation!

"Back off!"

Mu Yaoyao turned around and stood in front of everyone, her long sword spinning, and the Crane Feather Flying Sword instantly formed a white shield.

The demonic blade hit the shield, making a sharp hissing sound. Countless crane feathers were shattered and turned into points of spiritual light that dissipated, but it finally blocked the attack.

"It's the pressure of the Divine Transformation Realm!"

Some disciples cried out in shock, their voices trembling, but they still held the spells tightly in their hands, and no one retreated.

Mu Yaoyao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, leaving a few dark red stains on her white clothes, which made her look even more resolute.

"Disciples of the Bu Tian Holy Sect, follow me to slay the demon!"

"Kill the demon! Kill the demon!"

The disciples responded in unison, their voices clear yet resonant with the sound of metal and stone.

They gathered crane feathers once again. This time, thousands of flying swords formed a giant crane in the air, with wings covering the sky, beak and claws like magic weapons, rushing towards the evil bat wings!

Such a tyrannical force even stunned the people from other sects nearby!

However, no one intended to intervene at this time.

If the sacrifice of one sect can ensure the survival of all other sects, then why would they take action?

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist!

The white fairy light and the black demonic energy collided violently outside the cave, exploding like thunder.

Mu Yaoyao stood on the crane's head, her white clothes fluttering, her long sword pointed directly at the bronze-masked man, without a trace of hesitation in her eyes.