Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 1035 You understand what a fart
On the opposite side, thousands of disciples of the Jinzhong Immortal Sect were getting closer and closer. With their heavy footsteps, the ground trembled slightly.

"What the hell is going on, what's going on?" the Great Elder roared frantically.

Although most of these disciples in front of them are not high-level, those who are at the peak of the golden core and the late stage of the golden core should not be underestimated. If thousands of people swarm up, they will not be able to deal with it.

Even if Supreme Daozong was willing to help, but faced with the siege of so many people, it was difficult to grasp the measure. After the first battle, most of the Jinzhong Immortal Sect suffered heavy losses.

Of course, they can also let it go, it is important to avoid the edge and save their own lives.But then, who knows what will happen next?
It’s fine if these disciples stay in the Jinzhong Immortal Sect like this, but if they leave the Immortal Sect, with their murderous appearance, they will definitely set off a bloody storm in Tianwaitian. The League will not sit idly by.

By then, the Golden Bell Immortal Sect will have no choice but to destroy it.

The more the little old woman thought about it, the more worried she became, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and there was a hint of crying in her voice.

"If I'm not wrong, their minds should be invaded by evil things, just like Elder Yu." Lu Qingli said with a frosty face.

Before treating Yu Changping's injuries, she had already realized that something was wrong.

With the cultivation base of Changping Golden Core, even if he accidentally hurt his soul, he shouldn't go crazy like that, there must be other reasons.

Later, when Yu Changping regained consciousness, she saw the phantom that flowed out like a spirit mist and quickly disappeared between the sky and the earth. She further confirmed her guess.

Seeing the scene in front of her again, she no longer had any doubts about this guess: Yu Chang'an's soul was traumatized and his mind was in chaos. How could it be that all the disciples of the Jinzhong Immortal Sect were mentally traumatized?

Evil!Everyone's eyes froze when they heard the words.

If they were just ordinary people, demon spirits like resentful souls could invade their minds, but these disciples in front of them had at least reached the realm of Xuanzhen, and some of them had reached the golden core or even the peak of the golden core, or even half-step Zifu.

No matter how strong the resentful soul is, it is impossible to invade their minds, let alone not one or two, but thousands of disciples.

So what is this so-called evil thing?

"I don't know what evil it is for the time being." Seeing the doubts in everyone's eyes, Lu Qingli shook her head and said.

"Senior Lu, Senior Ling, I beg you to save them, save my Jinzhong Immortal Gate. As long as they can recover their sanity, let alone a few ninth-grade spiritual herbs, my Jinzhong Immortal Gate's Treasure Pavilion can let you come and go freely. Anything is fine." The Great Elder didn't have time to ask more questions, and begged Lu Qingli Ling Feibai urgently.

"Master Elder, I also want to save them, but it's a bit difficult." Lu Qingli said with a wry smile.

One or two are fine, thousands of disciples of the Jinzhong Immortal Sect are insane at the same time, and even dare to attack the Great Elder, no matter how proficient she is in the soul-suppressing technique of the Nine Darks, she can't save her.

"Yeah, there are too many people. Although I am a soul suppressor, you all have to understand..." Ling Feibai also said helplessly.

"Understood, I understand, let's add more money, more money! Senior Ling just ask what you want." Before he finished speaking, the little old woman took his words and said loudly.

I understand, you understand what a fart you understand!The corner of Ling Feibai's mouth twitched again, and the foul language was about to come out.

He just wanted them to understand that soul array masters are not omnipotent. A formation like the Nine Nether Bound Soul Array requires extremely high awareness of the Dao, and at the same time consumes a lot of consciousness. It is okay to control the souls of two or three people at a time. There's nothing he can do about it.How did it fall into the ears of this little old woman, and it became more money and more money?

Please, in your eyes, I, Ling Feibai, are really the kind of people who take advantage of others' dangers and fall into trouble. I can't say anything except adding money... Well, when I think about it carefully, what I'm best at seems to be really That's the only sentence, and it's the one that has been said the most in recent years.

Just as they were talking, dozens of disciples of the Jinzhong Immortal Sect roared in a low voice and rushed towards them at the same time.

This time, apart from Qin Yuanhao and Yue Derong, there were also Song Chengjun and Fu Xinheng, two young disciples who had fought against the Supreme Dao Sect.

After that defeat, the two of them learned from the pain and practiced in seclusion, and their cultivation base has also improved a lot. One reached the half-step Zifu, and the other reached the peak of Jindan.

In addition to these young disciples, there are also several half-hundred elders who are at the peak of Jindan.Although their cultivation base is slightly inferior to that of Qin Yuanhao and Song Chengjun, they have cultivated sword skills and art skills for many years, and they have laid a very solid foundation, and their real combat power is not bad.

Before Yu Chang'an and the two elders had time to say more, they flew up at the same time and swung their swords at Qin Yuanhao and others together.

Although they are both members of the immortal sect, facing this situation, it is impossible for the Supreme Dao Sect to refuse to save them, but if they make a move that is not serious and hurts the lives of Qin Yuanhao and others, then the loss outweighs the gain. .

Ninth grade spirit grass is nothing more than that, it can grow again if it is gone, but if people are gone, what will Jinzhong Xianmen do to return to the rank of earth.

For the sake of the future of the Jinzhong Immortal Sect, they of course hoped to block these disciples by themselves. If they could let Wenren Chuchen and others do it, they would try not to let them do it.

"Elder Yu, report this matter to the Immortal League immediately, and ask them to help you." When making the move, the First Elder also ordered, and at the same time threw a messenger talisman to Yu Changping.

"Yes, Great Elder, I will ask the Immortal League for help." Yu Changping took the communication talisman, and immediately slid his fingers across the air, and the real essence was injected into the talisman with the fingertips, forming small characters one by one.

It should be said that the Great Elder was very thoughtful.The Immortal Alliance is as strong as a cloud, as long as three or five elders or guardians from the realm of catastrophe are sent over, they can easily restrain this disciple, and will never hurt his life or ruin his cultivation.

And they just need to block these disciples in Burning Heart Valley and buy enough time for the Immortal League.

But it is a pity that the wish is good and the reality is cruel.

With a loud "boom", Yu Chang'an and Elder Lu stepped back at the same time, and the First Elder, who had not recovered from his injuries, was even thrown into the air, and spewed a mouthful of blood before he landed.

On the other side, except for a dozen or so young disciples whose strength had only reached the realm of Xuanzhen and spit blood and flew back, everyone else just took a few steps back. Qin Yuanhao and others with stronger cultivation bases even just shook their bodies. After a few shakes, he rushed up again.

And those disciples who had just spit out blood and flew out quickly stood up, holding their long swords tightly, and followed behind them.

(End of this chapter)