I was reborn as the Early-Dead Demon Lord! I was imprisoned and spoiled by the Black Immortal Lord

Several elders who were responsible for guarding the formation, as well as Lin Hai, were also severely injured at this time.

Their faces were as pale as paper, blood was spurting out of their mouths, and their bodies were shaking.

This sudden change caught them off guard and they suffered a huge backlash.

"Hahahaha...their sect protection formation has been broken. Brothers, charge!"

Upon seeing this, the morale of the Demon Cult was immediately boosted, and they swarmed forward like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

Their faces were ferocious, with greed and ferocity flashing in their eyes. They vowed to defeat this group of righteous people in one fell swoop.

Wen Daochen saw that the situation was critical and knew that it was a matter of life and death.

He had no time to care about his own injuries. He stepped forward without hesitation and shouted, "Tianmu Sect disciples, listen up! We must not let these demon sect disciples succeed. Follow me and stop them!"

After saying this, he led the disciples to meet the surging army of the demon sect.

In an instant, shouts of killing and the sounds of weapons clashing rose one after another, and the disciples of both sides quickly intertwined with each other.

The flashes of swords and sabers crisscrossed and shone, the lights of magic burst out everywhere, the whole scene was in chaos, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Wen Daochen rushed into the battlefield with a sword, and after a while, he opened a path to his location.

None of the nearby demon sect disciples dared to move forward.

Chu Jing looked at the battle area where Wen Daochen had beaten the disciples of the Demon Sect into a pulp. He snorted coldly and stood up: "Wen Daochen, what's the big deal about bullying ordinary disciples? Let me meet you!"

After saying that, he flew down and shot towards Wen Daochen.

Wen Daochen looked up and saw him, frowning: "How shameless."

Wen Daochen didn't want to waste any more words with such a despicable person.

The two men attacked almost at the same time, and their swords collided with each other, making a loud noise.

Wen Daochen took two steps back and steadied himself, but the hand holding the sword was shaking slightly. He didn't expect Chu Jing's current strength to be so terrifying.

Chu Jing took three steps back, raised his head with a cold look in his eyes. He was indeed the strongest fighter of Tianmu Sect. Even though he had just been exhausted by the other disciples of the Demon Sect, he still should not be underestimated.

The two did not stop. After testing each other's strength, they began a fierce fight.

Lin Hai and several other elders were all regulating their breathing. The formation had been broken. If it was not quickly rebuilt, they would break in soon. Chu Jing also took action personally. It was impossible to stop so many disciples of the Demon Sect with only the disciples of Tianmu Sect and the remaining manpower.

The Great Elder gently opened his eyes and glanced at the few people who were still regulating their breathing, then stood up tremblingly.

While no one was paying attention, he quietly came to the sect protection formation and touched the spirit stone on it.

Under the current circumstances, it is impossible to activate the formation again. It requires eight people to activate the formation at the same time, but they have less than three people available.

Unless someone can sacrifice himself and use his own spirit core as a temporary substitute, it may be able to hold out for half a day.

"Great Elder! What are you going to do?!"

Just when the Great Elder raised his hand to dig out his spirit core, Lin Hai appeared behind him without him noticing.

"Sect Master..." The Great Elder sighed softly, "If my old bones can hold on for the sect for just a moment, then my life will not be in vain!"

"Great Elder, no!" Lin Hai grabbed him and stopped him.

"Master, are you still blaming me?"

The Great Elder suddenly changed the subject: "If I hadn't insisted on punishing Xiao Cheng, the Young Sect Master wouldn't be..."

Lin Hai gritted his teeth and said nothing. What right did he have to blame others? It was obviously he who was stubborn.

Fortunately, he had already used the wooden kite to send a message, telling Xiao Ning and Xiao Cheng not to come back no matter what happened.

The position of clan leader, the continuation of the family line, none of them are more important than his children being alive!

After Wen Daochen was dragged down, the battle between the two sides became one-sided, and the disciples of the Demon Cult quickly attacked.

The disciples of the Qingling Sword Sect could only fight with injuries, and even the elders who had just been regulating their breathing came down to help.

"Even if we need to activate the formation, it should be me!"

Lin Hai pushed the Great Elder away and touched the spirit stone. "The sect is in my hands. It's my fault for not managing it well. That's why such a traitor appeared. In my life, I failed to protect my son, failed to protect my grandson, and now I can't even protect the sect. As the sect leader... even if I die here today, I will never let Chu Jing set foot in my Qingling Sword Sect again!"

The Great Elder suddenly laughed at this moment: "I wonder if I can take that beast away with me if I self-destruct!"

Just then, suddenly, the situation took a turn for the better.

The disciples of the Demon Sect who were originally rushing over were suddenly trapped by some small formations and talismans. Although they did not die, the speed of their attack was greatly slowed down.

The sudden change startled Chu Jing, and he was distracted for a moment, causing Wen Daochen to cut his clothes.

Lin Hai stared blankly at the sudden situation, still wondering who suddenly came to his aid.

"A spent force!" Chu Jing frowned and wanted to help those disciples of the Demon Sect escape, but the situation suddenly changed. Wen Daochen blocked his way with his sword.

Lin Hai looked at the formation that suddenly appeared. He lost his balance and was about to fall to the side. At this moment, someone suddenly supported him from behind: "Master, be careful."

Lin Hai's body froze. This voice... He turned around suddenly and saw Xiao Cheng's gentle face: "Xiao Cheng..."

"Yes, Sect Master, we are back..."

Xiao Cheng took a step back and saluted Lin Hai: "Disciple is back late..."

Lin Hai understood instantly that the formation just now was probably created by Xiao Cheng. The kid had suffered a hidden injury after coming out of the tower, and it was impossible for his cultivation to return to its original level. However, he did not give up and had been studying the art of formations and talismans.

He looked at Xiao Cheng with tears in his eyes: "Why did you come back? Go! Quick!"

Xiao Cheng shook his head and looked at Lin Hai: "Master, we won't run away this time. We won't leave..."

As he spoke, he formed seals with his hands, his eyes determined, and his fingers slowly drew symbols one after another on the protective formation: "Break!"

In an instant, the sect's protective formation suddenly changed color. The original blue turned into purple and spread out of the sect, shocking all the surrounding demon sect disciples ten meters away.

In the midst of this chaos, a loud cry suddenly rang out, and then a huge shadow loomed in the sky.

Lin Hai and others looked up at this thing they had never seen before. It was neither a human nor a monster.

"There's a fish in the North Sea named Kun..." The Great Elder looked at the huge shadow and muttered to himself, "Could it be..."

All the people, regardless of good or evil, stopped and looked up at the huge "Kun" in the sky.

Perhaps, even until their death, they will never forget the scene in front of them: a young man in white with slightly raised eyes and a smile on his lips, standing on the "giant Kun" facing the wind, like a savior god.

"Chu Jing! Do you really think that my Qingling Sword Sect is empty?"