My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

As both were at the sect master level, Xu Qianfeng was not afraid of Ling Tian in a one-on-one fight, but he had to admit that there was not much difference in their strength.

Even if you use all your means, you may not be able to win the opponent.

Even if we can win, it will definitely not happen within an hour.

He could only wait for other elders to break the formation and come to help, but they were also not as strong as him and would be slower in breaking the formation.

No matter how hard he thought, Xu Qianfeng couldn't think of a way to escape within two hours.

Although there are still many people in Yuhua Cave Heaven, including some strong ones above the seventh level, none of them can match the five elders of Shangqing Immortal Sect who have blocked the cave entrance.

If we insist on attacking, even if we can win, I am afraid there will be heavy casualties.

"It's all our fault. We shouldn't have acted impulsively. If we had been prepared beforehand, how could we have escaped this formation?"

Xu Qianfeng was annoyed and worried at the same time.

He also knew Ling Tian's intention.

He wanted to delay them so that his own people could capture Xu Songnian.

Even though Xu Songnian had a lot of life-saving trump cards that he had given himself, if the person who attacked him was also an elder of the Shangqing Immortal Sect, then I'm afraid...

While breaking the formation, Xu Qianfeng urgently sent out the communication jade pendant to contact Xu Songnian.

Soon, a familiar voice came from the communication jade pendant.

"Father!"

Xu Qianfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What he feared most was that after activating the jade pendant, he would hear the voices of people from the Shangqing Immortal Sect from the other side.

"Songnian, how are you? Who did Shangqing Xianmen send to capture you?"

Xu Songnian paused for a moment and said, "It's Shangqing's Fourth Elder Wei Jianglei and Fifth Elder Lie Zhaoran!"

Xu Qianfeng's heart sank when he heard this.

These two people are both veteran seventh-turn pseudo-immortals, and Wei Jianglei is only half a step away from the eighth turn.

If the two of them joined forces, even an ordinary seventh-level pseudo-immortal would not be able to hold on for half an hour, let alone Xu Songnian?

This Ling Tian is really insidious. In order to capture his own son, he actually sent out two elders?

"Songnian, don't fight any longer, run away quickly, the longer you can hold on, the better!"

"That Ling Tian brought his men to our door, trying to stall for time. I'll deal with him and come rescue you right away!"

The next moment, Xu Songnian's voice sounded, but it was a little strange.

"This...Father, you don't have to save me."

"I'm already on my way back..."

Xu Qianfeng trembled all over when he heard this.

"what?"

So far, it has not even reached half an hour in total.

He didn't think Xu Songnian could escape from Wei Jianglei and Lie Zhaoran so easily.

Then there is only one possibility.

Xu Qianfeng's heart tightened. "Songnian, were Wei Jianglei and the others the ones who brought you back?"

Xu Songnian on the opposite side paused: "Well...it's not impossible to say that."

Xu Qianfeng's heart finally settled down.

It seems that Xu Songnian has indeed been captured.

But the next moment, Xu Songnian's voice sounded again.

"It's just... maybe it's not what you think, father."

Xu Qianfeng was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Xu Songnian looked at the scene in front of him in silence.

In the sky ahead, an old man filled with evil spirit was holding the middle section of a rope that emitted fairy energy, and both ends of the rope had turned into a snare, wrapped around two people.

The old man was driving a fairy boat.

At this moment, Xu Songnian himself was also on this fairy boat.

The two men were pulling the rope and dragging the fairy boat to fly desperately.

The old man had a grim smile on his face, holding a rope in one hand and a long knife in the other. He would hit the two men with the back of the knife from time to time, making them cry for their parents.

"Stop it, stop it!"

The two people tied with ropes exuded a powerful aura. If they were not the two elders of Shangqing Immortal Sect, who else could they be, Lie Zhaoran and Wei Jianglei?

……

Time goes back to a moment ago.

Above Liuguang Sect.

Lin Feng kicked the Six Yang Head Flame Pearl back with a swift kick. Lie Zhaoran was caught off guard and was hit so hard that blood spurted from his mouth.

Wei Jianglei, who was standing next to him, was also shocked when he saw this.

"There are still masters!?"

Anyone who can do this must at least be a powerful seventh-level pseudo-immortal.

The top leaders of the four major sects basically knew each other, but this young man looked very unfamiliar and had never been seen before.

"Is this someone secretly cultivated by the Yuhua Immortal Sect? They even sent out their hidden experts to plot against my Shangqing Immortal Sect. They really went to great lengths."

Wei Jianglei's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he rushed towards Lin Feng without fear.

At the same time, he raised his hand, and a giant pen that was purple-gold in color and exuded a terrifying aura condensed out from his side. It grew to a size of ten thousand miles in an instant. With a wave of the pen, a long river of purple-gold was splashed out, sweeping Lin Feng into it.

This long river stretches endlessly, as if connecting the past and the future, and contains boundless power!

This is exactly Wei Jianglei’s natal magic weapon, the Purple Saint Book of Heaven!

Every hair of this brush is condensed from a kind of rule-based force, with infinite power, even enough to rewrite the laws of heaven and earth within the coverage area!

At the same time, it is also the top-level semi-immortal weapon, only one step away from being a quasi-immortal weapon.

As the fourth elder of the Shangqing Immortal Sect, Wei Jianglei has practiced for countless years. In fact, his cultivation level could have entered the eighth level long ago. The reason why he has not been promoted is that he wants to refine this innate magic weapon into a quasi-immortal weapon, and then use the power of feedback to promote himself at the same time. Once he breaks through, he will be able to reach the late eighth level!

Even now, with the combination of man and soldier, the combat power he can exert is no less than that of a pseudo-immortal who has just entered the eighth level.

Xu Songnian saw the danger and quickly spoke up to warn them.

"This fellow Daoist... be careful! Do not let yourself be touched by that brushstroke—"

Before he could finish his words, Lin Feng slapped him, and then Wei Jianglei flew away with his pen.

Then she turned around and glanced at him: "What did you just say?"

Xu Songnian: "...Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Wei Jianglei was spitting blood and rolling in the air, his face full of confusion.

"What happened?"

Lin Feng looked at his palm, very excited.

The reason for being excited is not because of my own strength, but because...

"That's great. I didn't die from a slap this time."