Dress up as a male match to cultivate immortals

The sun turned slightly to the west, but the fog became thicker and denser.Ye Zhengliu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the man in black who was completely covered by the mist.

This formation is the weakest during the middle of the day. Although he didn't know why the man in black hesitated just now, he knew in his heart that if those people had just seized the opportunity and attacked together, the formation might not last long.Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Hua Ling.

Even he could feel the hesitation and confusion in the black-eyed eyes that stayed on them for so long.What is the history of this team?Is there something special about him and Hua Ling?

The man in black outside the mist also frowned, and looked suspiciously at the people who were once again wrapped in the mist, his heart was turbulent.He knew the identity of that senior. Although Chao Xianjun hadn't clearly stated it, he could guess a thing or two from the person's clothing and behavior.

In this golden city, apart from the chief elder of the Chi Yin Sect, who would dare to say that Chao Xianjun should be buried with him?The man in black couldn't help but feel a jump in his heart when he thought that the elder had reached the Great Consummation of the Nascent Soul and held an immortal weapon in his hand that could check and balance any scrolls.

Although the Pingzhi Sect has skyrocketed in recent years, it has become the second largest sect in Jincheng.However, fundamentally, it was because of the support of the owner of the Jinling Villa that he relied on back then.Regardless of the seniority of the sect or the high-ranking monks, they are far behind the Chiyin Sect.As for Chiyin Sect, Pingzhi Sect has never been taken seriously.

This is also the reason why Pingzhizong said that he has a high status, but in fact he has always acted carefully.Although these disciples, compared to other sects, can be regarded as living freely and unrestrainedly, but as long as they leave the boundary of the flat straight sect, they don't dare to be arrogant.This is also what Chao Xianjun is dissatisfied with. He has always believed that this is because Yin Ruiming, the suzerain, is too low.

As the master of a sect, he occupies the best cultivation resources in the sect, but stays in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, unable to advance and cannot support the sect.It's no wonder that others look down on him, and even he has a lot of resentment in his heart.However, this time with the aid of the Scarlet Yin Sect, the man in black couldn't help but sink in his heart.

Although the Chiyin Sect has always looked down on the Pingzhi Sect, but now that Chao Xianjun has opened the sect so openly and allowed the other's first elder to come and go freely, it also makes people feel uneasy.When the man in black thought of this, his heart trembled, and he felt a sense of consciousness condense on him, and he froze immediately, and put away his thoughts just now.

Anyway, the chief elder came for a new disciple, if he captured that person, he should be fine, right?Thinking in this way, he looked at the misty eyes under his feet, and there was a gloomy coldness.

"All the monks listen to the order!"

Seeing the people behind him stepping forward neatly and bowing down, the man in black pointed at Ye Zhengliu and Hua Ling's positions from a distance, and then ordered in a deep voice, "These two people , to live. Others, not one!"

"Yes!" Following a reply, a group of Foundation Establishment monks stood in front of them, looked at the mist under their feet with disdain, and sacrificed various magic weapons one after another.With the slow infusion of spiritual power, these instruments suddenly lit up, and all rushed towards a place that seemed to be the weakest.

And Ye Zhengliu, who saw these magical weapons attacking from afar, couldn't help but look cold, and secretly held the sword in his hand.

Just when these magic weapons suddenly attacked above the mist, and they were about to pierce through the mist, they heard the sound of a bell not far away.But almost at the same time, the mist shrank tightly, smashing the first wave of magic weapons on the spot.

And all the monks who had just shown their faces fainted on the spot after spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

The man in black didn't care about such casualties.Seeing that although the mist smashed these magic weapons, it melted even more powerfully, so he nodded in satisfaction, and waved his hand, and saw another group of people attacking together.The cultivation base of these people is obviously higher than before, and the power of the magic weapon is also greater.

The mist condensed fiercely, but this time it just wrapped those magic weapons in the mist, and didn't use to crush them.Ye Zhengliu's eyes turned cold, and he had a bad feeling.

Afterwards, I saw those monks, but only three of the Golden Cores were left standing quietly, and the rest just took turns to attack the weakest point with magic weapons from a distance. Although spiritual power was consumed, no one was injured or injured.And with the consumption of time, the mist was wiped away by them until only a thin layer remained.

Although the last layer was extremely solid, Ye Zhengliu couldn't help but sink in his heart.Huang Zheng and others behind him saw that they were reaching the final critical moment.Although he didn't know formations very well, he also knew what Huang Zheng meant by formations within formations.This inner formation continuously replenishes spiritual energy for the outer formation, and the two formations work together to resist the outer formation. If the outer formation is forced, even if they can form an inner formation, it will be useless.

Looking at Linghui anxiously, Ye Zhengliu's eyes hardened, and he slowly twitched the long sword behind him.On this long sword, there is a layer of ice-cold meaning.As soon as he got out of the sheath, he saw that the chill was soaring, unexpectedly flashed suddenly, and ran uncontrollably into the mist at a high speed.But the weak part of the mist suddenly brightened, swallowing the chill into it, and then became thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Zhengliu was startled. When Qingfeng gave it to him that day, the sword was only filled with aura.Because he liked it in his heart, he brought it with him every day, who knew that there would be such a sudden change today.Just when he was surprised, he saw Hua Ling looked over deeply, lingering on the sword for a moment, and then said with complicated eyes, "This is a great sword."

Seeing Ye Zhengliu looking up ignorantly, Hua Ling snorted coldly, "The male and female swords have a sense of interaction with each other. Looking at it like this, I'm afraid the female sword has just been born. But the male sword has already been cultivated. Spirit, if you can't see it, it will find it by itself sooner or later." When Qing Feng gave the sword that day, he saw the level in it, but this sword was already considered a spiritual weapon, but it was more powerful than Ye Zhengliu. The previous White Deer Sword was stronger than many times, so he gave back a box of pills as a repayment of the favor for him.

Of course, what he hopes more in his heart is to keep this matter at the level of exchanging things, and he doesn't want Qing Feng to pester Ye Zhengliu more because of this.Hua Ling sighed in his heart, seeing that although Ye Zhengliu was still a little dazed at the moment, he couldn't help looking at the sword over and over with joy, and his heart felt sour.Silently retracting his gaze, he only looked at the monks outside.

But those monks who were suddenly injured by the sudden mutation were slowly retreating at this moment.Taking a cautious look at the icy cold mist, they all retreated silently behind the three Golden Core cultivators.

But the three golden elixirs looked at each other with smug faces, stepped forward together, waved a big hand indifferently, and flung out a lotus seed.The lotus seed swelled when it saw the wind, and when it got close to the mist, it turned into a boulder, pressing hard on that weak spot.And then, another three-edged shuttle followed closely, hitting the lotus seed fiercely.

Everyone felt the spiritual energy in the air surge, and the mist showed several cracks.At this moment, everyone knew that they couldn't wait any longer, so they floated up into the air one after another, and confronted the monks outside through the mist.

As for the men in black outside the outer formation, seeing these people floating up into the air, they each sacrificed their magical weapons, and waved their hands to stop the three Golden Core cultivators who were about to continue attacking.After they took back the lotus seed and the three-lens shuttle, they volleyed a little, pointed at Hua Ling and Ye Zhengliu, and smiled gently.

"If you two are willing to come with me, then I will spare the lives of these people."

Ye Zhengliu frowned when he heard this, but he sneered, "Could it be that you all came here just for me and my junior brother?" Seeing the man in black nodded after a slight hesitation, Ye Zhengliu couldn't help laughing He said, "The two of us are just young disciples in the Qi refining period. We don't know how to be able to work, but we can work dozens of foundation-building monks and three golden elixir to invite us."

Linghui heard the words, but couldn't help but spit in the direction of the man in black, and said coldly: "People in Ruoxufeng have always been like this. It's nothing more than wolfish ambition, and you have to pretend to be a disgusting person." Let me do it." Seeing those monks glaring at them, Linghui frowned, and said sarcastically, "What good things can you teach a bastard who seeks power and usurpation? I just want to lure you out, junior brother, and kill them all. " After finishing speaking, he pointed at the man in black and said loudly, "Idiot! Our classmates must fight and retreat together! Even if we die now, it will not make things easier for you bastards!" A stream of seven-colored light flashed by, but it was a seven-colored spiritual umbrella, and it shot straight at the man in black.

Seeing this, the man in black flipped his hands, and just as he pulled out a corpse with a strange black air, he saw that the umbrella deftly dodged, but it turned straight away, throwing the two unsuspecting disciples of the early foundation establishment beside him. worn to pieces.

Seeing that he had succeeded, the spiritual umbrella flashed back into Linghui's hands quickly.It's just that the light on it has dimmed a bit.

The man in black suddenly became angry. They never paid attention to these disciples in the refining period, let alone a female cultivator with a delicate face.Who knew that this person had a spiritual weapon in his hand.After seeing that spirit weapon killed two of his subordinates, the light on it also dimmed a bit.The man's eyes were ruthless, and he waved at the disciple behind him, "Kill her!"

And the monks who were shocked by the accident, also came back to their senses after a slight delay.Looking back at Linghui, she became more greedy.

Spirit artifacts are not so easy to find.

All of a sudden, everyone shouted angrily, and all the law enforcement weapons attacked the few people who were protecting the formation.Just when the sound of fighting started and the blood burst out, in Huixian Peak, which had been silent for a long time, there was finally a loud bang, followed by countless auras rising into the sky, and a shout of anger resounded far away in the sky.

"Chao Xianjun, you actually colluded with foreign thieves! Even if the suzerain dies in battle, he will never let the Pingzhi sect fall into your hands!"