Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1088 Vow to live and die with the sect

Said it was a formation plate, the thing Liu Qinghuan took out was more like a small green lotus leaf, as soon as it was taken out, the fresh air rose, and the stale air was cleared within a few feet.

Kong no doubt asked: "This is?"

"This is the key to the manipulation of the Purple Star Void Spirit Formation."

"Purple Star Void Spirit Formation?"

Liu Qinghuan played the formation, and the emerald green lotus leaves glowed with luster, and the leaf network like vines emerged, and the fragrance of the lotus leaves became stronger.

"When I sent eight sub-peaks back then, Master Wen Shi, the patriarch of the kaipai, divided and refined a twelfth-grade purple star imaginary lotus into the eight peaks, and set up a large formation to protect the mountain. It's the Purple Star Void Spirit Formation."

Kong Wu was speechless, in disbelief: "How do you know?"

Then he wondered: "I don't seem to have seen this record in the biography of the sect, or was it laid down by the patriarch back then? Then why have the sect not known the existence of this great formation for so many years."

Liu Qinghuan couldn't explain this matter clearly in a few words. Until now, he still didn't know whether the Purple Star Void Spirit Formation existed first, or because he changed history and time after entering the Yinyang Market.

"I'll discuss it with my brother later, and activate the formation first."

He looked far into the distance, and the hustle and bustle in the direction of Nine Clouds City was getting bigger and bigger. The Demon Sect should have received the news, and reinforcements would arrive at any time.

The disk in his hand slowly floated up, and as a series of spells hit it, the tender lotus leaves seemed to be gently swayed by the wind, and layers of blue waves rose up in the sky over the entire Wenshi School, permeating the air The bloody smell was swept away.

Fog entangles clouds and emptiness, and high mountains and flowing water clear the lotus heart.

Even if the souls of the nine dead are still there, it is not called filth to exist in the world.

In front of the Immortal Peak, the two sides who were fighting fiercely stopped their hands at the same time, and raised their heads in a daze.

Many disciples of the Wenshi sect burst into tears when they saw Liu Qinghuan standing in the air.

Bear the dirt and humiliation, cry blood and swallow the sound.

It's so sad, it's hard work.

But there is always light, which penetrates the darkness and brings hope!

Moxie Peak, which had stood majestically in the Wenshi School for tens of thousands of years, suddenly erupted with mighty sword intent, the clouds and mist that had lingered on the peak dissipated, and a phantom of a fragile lotus handle stood on the top of the mountain.

At the same time, the other sub-peaks also shook one after another, and lotus petals, lotus seeds, and lotus pods appeared one by one, and then gathered in the middle to form a purple lotus phantom with overlapping petals and multiple stamens.

The lotus shadow swayed gently, and scattered countless bright starlight, as if a crack had suddenly opened in the sky, and a huge beam of light descended and spread loudly in all directions!

The entire Wenshi faction returned to the protection of the large array of light curtains, and the scope was even wider than before, including the large Wenshi Mountains in the periphery.

All the monks on Yunmengze's side were refreshed, and before they could cheer, it rained again, and the vegetation was overwhelming.

"Ah!" A Wenshi Sect disciple suddenly shouted, "My injury, my injury is healed!"

He touched his chest happily, there was a big hole opened there, and the gushing blood soaked half of his body. It was already at the end of its strength, but now the hole is recovering quickly, and the raindrops and even the fatigue of the long battle have been swept away.

"Qinglin! This is Taizun's Qinglin technique!"

"We are saved, the sect is saved!"

Many disciples wept with joy, and even the Ziwei Jiange disciples and some casual cultivators who helped were all beaming with joy.

On the other hand, it was the Demon Sect's side. The rain that rained down seemed to have eyes, but not a single drop fell on them. The only ones who were taken care of were the cadavers and ghouls of the Yin Yang Sect.

The aura of green wood contains extremely rich vitality. It is a holy medicine for healing for living beings, but it is a highly poisonous existence for undead.

Under everyone's horrified gazes, the dead bodies were soaked in the rain, and their limp bodies became pitted as if soaked in boiling oil. The rotten flesh was washed into white bones in the blink of an eye, and then the bones melted together.

With the loss of thousands of corpse chiefs, the pressure on the Wenshi faction was greatly reduced immediately.

"Okay, that's great, the heaven never dies, my Wenshi Sect!" Kong Wu was very excited, but when he saw the destroyed front mountain and the disciples who were still fighting bloody battles, he couldn't help feeling angry.

"Junior brother, open the Qiankun Pagoda and release all the disciples in the pagoda!"

That day, seeing the enemy approaching fiercely, even Mahayana monks had already appeared.In order to leave the last spark, a group of the most talented disciples in the sect were sent to the Great Sumeru Qiankun Pagoda.

Liu Qinghuan nodded, and put the small pagoda in his hand on the ground, the pagoda quickly returned to its original shape, and as soon as the gate was opened, disciples rushed out of the pagoda.

These disciples are of different ages, and their cultivation bases are also high and low, but every one of them has a superb appearance and is an excellent cultivation seedling.

The leading Nascent Soul disciple only glanced around, saw Liu Qinghuan and Kong Wu, knelt down and begged with a bang, "Tai Zun, don't send us away, even if we die, we must die together with our brothers and sisters. Please allow us to fight!"

"Please Taizun allow us to fight!"

All the disciples were begging with red eyes. At this time, under the Immortal Peak, someone suddenly shouted: "Swear to live and die with the sect!"

The magnificent, desolate and passionate words spread throughout the entire sect in an instant.

"Swear to live and die with the sect!"

"Kill! Kill them all!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A man would rather fight to the death, but An Neng would fight to survive!
For a moment, there was a tsunami from the mountains inside the door, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

The soul of a sect is not whether there are people who come to cling to it when the flowers are blooming, but the cohesion of the disciples when the disaster is imminent.

The Wenshi School has been established for more than [-] years, and it has been passed down to this day, not only because of the An Dao meditation during the Taiping period, but also because of the disciples' strong sense of belonging to the school and their enthusiasm.

Feeling very relieved, Kongwu shouted: "Okay, the disciples of all peaks obey the order, kill all the incoming enemies, and return the peace of our Wenshi sect!"

Then he rushed out.

After a brief pause, the flames of war were rekindled.However, one side's momentum rose sharply, while the other's momentum weakened. Those members of the Demon Sect also knew something was wrong, and began to flee in panic.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing: This old boy, no matter how high his cultivation level is, is still so fiery, and he doesn't know who was worried about the Mahayana monk from the Demon Sect just a moment ago.

Mahayana...

This is a tricky question. If the other party comes, I really dare not say whether they can withstand it.

"Good guy, I have you!" Yun Zheng swiftly beheaded a monk of the Demon Sect's empty rank, walked around to him, and sighed in a rare way: "It's fortunate that you came back, otherwise we might not be able to hold on for long .”

Liu Qinghuan clapped his hands with him, and said: "I haven't thanked you yet, your Jiange should have sent many disciples to help this time."

Yun Zheng waved his hands disapprovingly and said, "Thank you, our four sects, and even the entire Yunmengze, are all one in the face of adversity."

"By the way, what's the current situation with the Shaoyang faction?"

"It's very difficult... As you can see, the Yinyang Sect and the Futu Demon Sect are the top sects in the Myriad Dendrobium Realm. This time, they came here in full force, and they have a huge plan. The Shaoyang Sect... well, the people from the Yinxian Sect They have gone, and they should be able to resist for a period of time by relying on the Great Sun and Great Heaven Burning Immortal Formation, right?"

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help being silent, no matter how powerful the mountain guard formation was, how long would it be able to resist the Mahayana monks.

Yun Zheng's face was gloomy and he said: "No matter how bad it is, the Great Sun Haotian Burning Immortal Formation still has a way to self-destruct, and the Shaoyang Sect can still perish with those members of the Demon Sect. It is better for the jade to be broken than to be destroyed, and everyone will not want to live!"

Liu Qinghuan had always understood that Yun Zheng's temperament would be very violent at certain times, and persuaded him: "It won't stop there, there will always be a turning point. Before I came back, I had already written to Xianmeng, and our agreement back then is still there, even if They were pretending to be deaf and dumb before, and they certainly can't continue to pretend now."

"It's easy to say, do you know who is the Mahayana who came this time, the Supreme Fire Lord of the Futu Demon Sect." Yun Zheng said: "Since the other party has come, it is obvious that he is bound to win, Xianmeng? Humph!"

He wiped his face in frustration: "Immortal Alliance is no longer trustworthy, so you have some countermeasures now, otherwise the whole Yunmengze will be in danger!"

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flickered slightly: "Yes, yes, but... well, it depends on whether others buy me or not."

(End of this chapter)