I am evergreen in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 439: Evergreen Battle
Lu Changan looked at the man in green robe on the fourth-level Peng bird.

The familiar aura of the same origin from the other person made the Evergreen Nascent Soul in his body instinctively happy and excited.

Qingmu Zhenjun's cultivation has reached the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, and his magic power is stronger than his.

During the Demonic War, Lu Changan knew about the potential crisis posed by Master Qingmu.

Even with the fourth-level divination, one can gain insight into the other party's general path and private plans.

Rather than letting this hidden danger remain in the dark and unsolved, it is better to seize the initiative and bring it to the surface.

Qingmu Zhenjun also looked at Lu Changan, his appearance was calm, suppressing his inner eagerness.

If he could get this opportunity, not only would his advancement to the middle stage be no problem, but his lifespan would also be greatly increased, further strengthening his own foundation.

Lu Changan looked directly at the Great Beast King Elder and said suddenly:
"Great Elder, you and I have worked so hard, it's time to close the net!"

what!
Upon hearing this, Qingmu Zhenjun's heart skipped a beat and his pupils shrank as small as needles.

He looked at Lu Chang'an and the Great Elder with a wary look, and his body instinctively made a defensive retreat gesture.

"Don't listen to his nonsense!"

The Great Elder of the Beast King Valley was slightly startled, his face sullen, and he touched the wound on his chest that had not yet fully healed, feeling very upset.

It was really hard for him to sacrifice ten years of his life "for acting".

Unfortunately, Qingmu Zhenjun didn't know the details of the fight.

When he was hiding before, in order to avoid being noticed by Lu Changan, who was practicing "Evergreen Gong", he sealed his Nascent Soul magic power, had poor sensing ability, and was thousands of miles away.

Looking at Qingmu Zhenjun's vigilant look, the Great Elder knew that there was no point in explaining further.

There was only mutual exploitation between him and Aoki, and there was no real trust between them.

Qingmu Zhenjun is cautious and suspicious.

He had not even met with the top leaders of Beast King Valley before, but had instead established communication contacts through indirect means.

The great elder of the Beast King Valley looked at the two people with flickering eyes as they shared the same martial arts skills. Their magical auras were extremely similar.

Lu Changan's lips moved, accompanied by subtle fluctuations of his spiritual consciousness, as if he was communicating in secret.

The Great Elder's heart trembled, and he became secretly alert.

After all, Beast King Valley is the common enemy of these two "brothers".

Especially Qingmu Zhenjun, who was hunted down by the Beast King Valley and the Wujian Sect and almost lost his life.

Who knows whether these two people will reach a tacit understanding to get rid of him as the "external enemy" first, and then settle their personal grudges.

Lu Changqing practiced forbidden techniques to shorten his lifespan, which posed a great threat to him. It was not ruled out that his "fellow senior brother" Qingmu Zhenjun also had similar methods.

"If these two join forces..."

When the Great Elder thought of this possibility, he felt a sense of crisis that he had not felt in hundreds of years.

Even if these two were normal middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, they would not be able to threaten his life. However, the forbidden technique that shortens one's life span is the nemesis of a thousand-year-old man like him.

Even with the longevity of his natal celestial silkworm and other elixirs and precious materials, he would only have two or three hundred years left to live and would not be able to withstand any hardship.

……

The three Yuanyings confronted each other on the field. There was a brief silence. They were wary and suspicious of each other and kept their distance. The atmosphere was weird.

Lu Changan smiled secretly in his heart, confirming that the chain of suspicion between the three parties had formed a closed loop.

Any one of the three is a sworn enemy of the other two, and there is no guarantee of trust.

Among them, the one who took the greatest risk and faced the greatest crisis of trust was Aoki Masamune.

This area is the territory where the Wei Dao League and the Beast King Valley are fighting. Lu Changan and the other person have factions behind them, as well as many friendly forces of the Yuanying Zhenjun.

Even though Qingmu suspected that Lu Changan was cheating, he could not help but be prepared for getting injured after the battle, allowing the Demonic Sect to reap the benefits and face encirclement and hunting again.

Just as the three of them were confronting each other.

There was movement in an important frontline town two hundred miles behind Lu Chang'an.

The formation of the important town was fully activated. Fairy Xia led several Jindan cultivators and a group of elite troops to evacuate quickly to the territory of Feng State.

Judging from the situation, Fairy Xia plans to withdraw to the rear headquarters of Fengguo first, and then go to support the front line of the main battlefield in the south. This is safer and does not require taking a detour.

Lord Di Yan appeared near an important town to cover the evacuation of Fairy Xia and other elite troops.

Fairy Xia took one last look in the direction of Lu Changan.

Although their relationship has always been close and they respect each other, she always feels that her husband has many secrets.

"It's all up to you."

She kept in mind what Lu Changan had said in the jade slip.

Only Zhang Tieshan can be trusted on the front line of the battlefield. Any familiar monks you meet alone cannot be fully trusted.

The Great Elder noticed Fairy Xia’s movements.

The fighting ability of Master Xuanbing is no less than that of a veteran Nascent Soul. Once he leads the elite troops to support the main battlefield, his influence will be considerable.

He raised his hand, and a ring on his thumb flickered, conveying general information about the main battlefield.

The situation on the front battlefield was not favorable, the offensive pressure was high, and the casualties were heavy.

The Great Elder frowned slightly. He had restrained the huge threat of Lu Chang'an and at the same time held back Fairy Xia, but the situation on the front battlefield was so bad.

The loss of the two True Lords, Heiyu and Wanhe, had a profound impact on the Beast King Valley.

Moreover, the fighting spirit of the Weidao League is completely different from the past wars against the devil.

"The Great Elder is a fourth-level divination master, but he is still one step short. Even if I don't go to the front battlefield, the Weidao League has a greater chance of winning."

Lu Changan smiled and communicated through voice transmission. In the eyes of Qingmu Zhenjun, the two seemed to be plotting something.

"The Great Elder is not so naive as to think that the Ten Sects of Xuanmen will not intervene in this war of immortal cultivation, right?"

"The Ten Sects of Xuanmen? After the Saint Sect expanded eastward, they have always abided by the agreement and never sent Yuanying cultivators to directly interfere in the war of immortal cultivation."

The Great Elder shook his head, not believing Lu Changan’s nonsense.

Without the external enemy, the ten sects of Xuanmen were leaderless, in disarray, and their internal friction continued. The great monk had been away from Daqing for so many years, and his life span was not much left.

"Haha, is there no other powerful intervention besides human support? The Great Elder should have heard of the ancient treasure [Heaven-shaking Drum]? Know about the rare treasure [Demon-breaking Heavenly Blade], and be familiar with the 'King Hunting Formation' in the Central Region..."

Lu Changan was calm and composed, smiling calmly.

The Great Elder's heart sank, and as he secretly calculated, the fog of mystery that had previously shrouded his fate suddenly dissipated.

As the local forces in the Eastern Region were in danger, the leaders of the Ten Sects of Xuanmen provided unprecedented strategic materials to the Wei Dao Alliance.

Some of these strategic treasures can restrain the Beast King Valley or the magic techniques.

In addition, the Ten Sects of Xuanmen may request assistance from outside the Ten Sects without violating the agreement, including providing some targeted "technical guidance".

If in the past, the Beast King Valley had absolute strength, this kind of assistance would not play a decisive role.

But now, the accumulation of every advantage will become an important weight on the scale.

……

"Alas, one move too many!"

"As a fourth-level divination master, could the 'Heavenly Master' of Fengyuan Country be so much more accomplished than this elder?"

The Great Elder sighed inwardly, knowing that the Heavenly Master was standing behind Lu Changan, his plan this time would ultimately fail.

The Great Elder turned his gaze to Qing Mu Zhen Jun:
"Fellow Daoist Qingmu! According to the agreement made beforehand, I fought with Lu Changqing, causing him to suffer mental damage and greatly deplete his magical power."

"The next step is up to you."

The Great Elder had a "clear conscience" look and informed Qingmu Zhenjun.

Whoosh!
A huge cloud of magical power burst out from his body, and he rushed to the main battlefield at a speed far greater than before.

The Great Elder had no intention of cooperating sincerely with Qingmu Zhenjun.

The situation on the main battlefield is not good at the moment, and he needs to return to defend.

Rather than staying here engaging in intrigue and suspicion of each other, it would be better to let these two "fellow disciples" kill each other and both suffer losses.

The outcome of the immortal cultivation war and the survival of the Beast King Valley are his primary concerns.

"This old guy..."

The Great Elder immediately left, leaving Qingmu Zhenjun with an ugly look on his face. He felt like he was being used and betrayed.

Of course, the departure of the Great Elder of Beast King Valley is not a bad thing.

With one less powerful demon leader, there will be no need for intrigue and suspicion, and uncontrollable risks will be greatly reduced.

It's more subtle.

The situation is 1V1 now.

Qingmu Zhenjun didn't dare to say that he had a 100% chance of winning. Without the variable of the Great Elder, even if the action failed, he would be able to retreat safely.

Lu Chang'an had a blank expression on his face as he watched the Great Elder leave.

The frontal battle in Beast King Valley was indeed not going well, with heavy casualties, but it was not a complete defeat or collapse.

The Great Elder going to provide support is the most rational and safest option at the moment, at least there is no risk.

Lu Changan, however, pursues maximum profit.

If he can quickly deal with "Aoki Masamune", he can return to the main battlefield later.

By then, we will no longer hide our strength, we will no longer be low-key, we will take our opponents by surprise and make the final decision!
Of course there are risks, but they are mainly borne by the Weidao League.

Lu Changan dared to gamble and was not afraid that the Weidao Alliance would be defeated and collapse.

The Great Elder didn't dare to gamble.

Not only that, Lu Changan, with the help of the Heavenly Master, concealed the secrets of heaven, changed fate, and had already buried a hidden mine for the Beast King Valley.

Whether or not they can achieve a final victory will have an impact on the entire Eastern Region situation. This current confrontation is crucial.

……

"Where did Daoist Qingmu get the "Eternal Green Technique" from?"

Lu Changan took the initiative to speak, and the [Black Sky Wings] behind him spread out, with black wind lingering around, as if he was ready to evacuate at any time to support the front battlefield.

Qingmu Zhenjun's spiritual consciousness was tightly locked on Lu Changan.

The power of his spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of a mid-Nascent Soul!

The fourth-level Peng bird under his seat moved to the side to prevent Lu Changan from escaping suddenly.

"It was obtained from an ancient cave. It is said that this is the cave where the legendary monk Yan Donglai temporarily lived thousands of years ago."

Qingmu Zhenjun spoke slowly, and the fourth-order Peng bird under his seat slowly approached.

He asked in return: "Where did Daoist Lu get the Changqing Gong?"

"What a coincidence, Lu also obtained the "Eternal Green Skill" in the old cave of 'Yan Donglai'."

Lu Changan laughed out loud and did not lie.

In his previous life, Xu Xuan obtained half a volume of "Changqing Gong" in Yan Donglai's cave.

Now that he had received confirmation from Master Qingmu, Lu Changan couldn't help but have some guesses.

It seems that Yan Donglai has been to various places in Tianheng Continent, even overseas.

"Fellow Daoist Qingmu seems to have stayed at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage for a long time. Why hasn't he advanced to the middle Nascent Soul stage?"

Lu Changan tried again.

As Qingmu Zhenjun approached, he slowly turned and retreated.

Unknowingly, the route back to Fengguo and the Demonic Path battlefield was blocked by Qingmu Zhenjun.

"Haha! It is precisely because it is difficult to advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul that I have come across the realm to discuss the Dao with you, Junior Brother Lu."

Aoki Masamune had a peaceful smile and spoke in a friendly tone.

The words have not yet fallen.

The fourth-level Peng bird spread its wings and screamed, stirring up a fierce gust of wind and approaching Lu Chang'an like lightning.

"Fellow Daoist Qingmu! Stop!"

"I have something else to say. We don't have to fight to the death..."

Lu Changan exclaimed and retreated quickly.

"Stop talking nonsense! Once I capture you, there will be plenty of time for discussion."

Near the territory of the Wei Dao League, Qingmu Zhenjun did not dare to delay, as delay might lead to changes.

Lu Changan's behavior may be to delay and wait for reinforcements from the Weidao League.

……

Hundreds of miles later, in a forest.

The faster fourth-level Peng bird and Qingmu Zhenjun finally caught up with Lu Changan.

Yi Mu sword energy!

Qingmu Zhenjun waved his finger, and dozens of translucent green wood-grain sword auras, like spring rain, covered the area where Lu Changan was.

The sword energy seemed gentle, but it contained deadly murderous intent.

Lu Changan's skin felt cold and he turned into several green phantoms, dodging quickly.

Puff!
Several phantom clones were shredded by Yi Mu's sword energy.

Lu Changan moved several miles away in one breath, his protective shield was damaged and he looked embarrassed.

Qingmu Zhenjun has even stronger magical powers, and he has the "Yi Mu Dao Body" to amplify the power of wood-related spells, not to mention his sword-related magical powers.

Boom boom!

Lord Di Yan cast earth-based spells, and stone hills and peaks rose up near Lu Chang'an, blocking a lot of Yi Mu sword energy.

A large number of rocky hills and peaks were cut smooth and flat by the sword energy, which was extremely terrifying.

Lu Chang'an's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he formed seals with his fingers. Green leaves condensed around his body, and emerald green light surged.

Phantom Leaf Flying Sword!

Many green leaves turned into phantom flying swords, flickering unsteadily, seemingly slowly, and in an instant pierced towards Qingmu Zhenjun.

"A sword energy of the wood element that integrates the Dao of Illusion? It's rare in Daqing."

Qingmu Zhenjun felt a slight pain in his heart and his consciousness was slightly disturbed.

He calmed his mind and drew out streaks of Yi Mu sword energy, engulfing and destroying the numerous Phantom Leaf Flying Swords.

at the same time.

The fourth-level Peng bird targeted Lord Di Yan and either swooped down with its sharp claws or launched long-range Gangfeng Qi Blades to suppress the latter and force him to escape underground.

Lord Di Yan transformed into a demon king, with cracks appearing on his stone skin. He was quite afraid of the fourth-level Peng bird in the sky.

In terms of cultivation, Lord Di Yan may be slightly ahead of the fourth-order Peng Bird, but the difference is not that big.

But in terms of bloodline and race, the fourth-level Peng Bird is better than the Earth Rock Lord, and there is even a certain restraint relationship between them.

For a time, Lu Changan's main pets were suppressed by Qingmu Zhenjun's side.

Pet versus pet, master versus master.

Fighting alone, Lu Changan's cultivation level lags behind; while Qingmu Zhenjun possesses the [Yi Mu Dao Body] which amplifies the power of wood-based spells.

Although Lu Changan's "Flying Sword of Illusionary Leaves" was exquisite and accomplished, it was easily suppressed by the opponent. Lu Changan used his magic weapon [Dragon Wood Staff], which turned into a towering giant tree to block the endless Yimu sword energy.

Qingmu Zhenjun chuckled and sacrificed a strange and thick charred wooden stake.

Zizi!

Blue lightning flashed on the surface of the charred wooden stakes, with a terrifying sound, as if a heavenly thunderstorm had occurred again.

"Lei Muzhu! You actually have such a rare natural treasure!"

Lu Changan's expression suddenly changed, and his magic power surged.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the Thunder Wood Stake was like a terrifying thunder dragon, fiercely hitting the Dragon Wood Staff. The blood-colored dragon pattern on the latter's surface emitted a puff of light smoke and a sizzling sound.

The giant tree-shaped [Dragon Wood Staff] dimmed its spiritual light and shrank rapidly before returning to Lu Changan. The forbidden texture on its surface was slightly damaged.

"Master Qingmu, you are going too far!"

Lu Chang'an had a gloomy expression on his face. He spread out the [Black Sky Wings] behind him and waved them, fighting and retreating.

At this moment, he understood why Qingmu Zhenjun was so confident and dared to come across the domain.

With the same martial arts, Master Qingmu has a higher level of cultivation and possesses the advantage of a Taoist body.

Even the spiritual pets and magic weapons are of higher quality, just enough to restrain Lu Changan.

……

"Lu Changqing, why don't you use your puppet army?"

Qingmu Zhenjun controlled the Yimu sword energy and the Leimu pile to attack Lu Changan, who barely held on and kept retreating.

"Your Excellency's 'Qingxuan Sword Formation' has not yet been activated."

Lu Changan sneered. If the puppet army formation was used, they would be trapped in a positional war.

At that time, Qingmu Zhenjun will definitely deploy the powerful "Qingxuan Sword Formation".

Once the puppet army formation is set up, Lu Changan will be trapped in his own web and become a fixed target of the "Qingxuan Sword Formation".

Therefore, Lu Changan kept retreating and fighting in circles, and did not engage in a positional battle with Qingmu Zhenjun.

"Lu Changqing, you are indeed alert! But you just keep running away and don't even have the courage to give it a try. The opportunity in your life should be seized by this True Lord."

Qingmu Zhenjun looked down at him with an indifferent tone and pointed his finger at Lu Changan.

call out!
A piece of spiritual wood that was flashing green light flew in front of Lu Changan like an arrow.

"Huh? This is..."

Lu Changan dodged instinctively.

As a result, the green spiritual tree did not attack him, but stuck in the grass not far away.

same moment.

The fourth-order Peng bird that suppressed Di Yanjun turned into a gust of wind and lightning, and its speed was comparable to that of a middle-stage Nascent Soul, and it quickly approached Lu Changan.

The Peng bird's huge wings created a hurricane, and the blue-black gale at the core rolled up, covering an area of ​​several miles where Lu Changan was.

The hurricane brought a powerful pulling force, offsetting some of the support from the [Black Sky Wings] behind Lu Changan.

Lu Chang'an's hair was disheveled, his magic shield was hissing, and cracks were left on it by several gusts of wind.

As a result, Lu Chang'an's speed dropped sharply and he was detained by Qingmu Zhenjun, making it difficult for him to escape.

"Owner!"

Di Yanjun, with a guilty look on his face, emerged from the ground and rushed towards Peng Bird like a shrew pulling up an onion in dry land, determined to entangle the latter at all costs.

Lu Changan knew that Di Yanjun had done his best. The high mobility of the Peng Bird, coupled with the racial restraint, made it impossible for Di Yanjun to entangle it all the time.

At this moment, a strange scene appeared.

hum!
The piece of spiritual wood on the ground was glowing with green light, and its texture became more and more detailed and clear.

From the head and facial features to the torso and limbs.

The piece of wood was emitting green light and transformed into a vivid man with wood grain, who looked exactly like Qingmu Zhenjun.

"This is... the legendary wood-related magical power, Yi Mu Clone!"

Lu Changan was so shocked that he lost his voice.

This time it was genuine surprise, not just acting.

Before the Spirit Transformation Stage, the conditions for achieving the Incarnation Stage are extremely harsh.

Yimu clones require special skills or talents, and they must be refined by intercepting special Yilingmu. And the quality of Yilingmu is extremely high, at least the fourth-grade upper grade or above.

"..."

The man with wood grain had a dull expression on his face, and he clasped his hands together, with Nascent Soul-level wood magic power surging through his body.

The wood spirit energy burst out like a tide.

Green vines as thick as pythons spread out nearby, crisscrossing and surrounding, blocking the area around Lu Changan.

One of the green vines had already wrapped around Lu Changan's ankle.

"Lu Changqing, why don't you bow your head——"

Qingmu Zhenjun's eyes flashed coldly, he spread his arms and summoned out sixteen green and black wooden swords.

Sixteen dark green wooden swords transformed into a ten-foot-long sword, flashing with verdant light, like spring silkworms spinning silk, releasing criss-crossing sword energy, quickly weaving a large sword formation net.

Once the sword formation is set up, it will trap and kill Lu Changqing.

Qingmu Zhenjun was excited. He didn't know how much effort and life he had invested in practicing powerful magical powers such as the "Qingxuan Sword Formation" and "Yi Mu Dao Body".

He exchanges his lifespan for supernatural powers, practices in a low-key manner on weekdays, kills people and steals treasures in secret at critical moments, and constantly arms himself.

This is his path to growth.

……

In the face of danger, Lu Chang'an remained calm as water and allowed the vine spell of "Yi Mu Clone" to entangle his legs.

He spread out his palm, and the [Five Animals Poison Fire Fan] floated above his palm, and Changqing's magic power surged into this top-grade magic weapon.

Seeing that numerous thick vines had surrounded Lu Changan tightly.

"open!"

Lu Changan controlled the [Five Animals Poisonous Fire Fan] and swung it fiercely at Qingmu Zhenjun who was setting up the sword formation.

Boom——

The simple black feather fan flashed with five colors of spiritual light, sweeping out five compressed and twisted poisonous fires of green, blue, purple and red, emitting a dangerous aura.

Accompanied by five kinds of sharp and chaotic bird calls, five balls of poisonous fire swept towards Qingmu Zhenjun and Yimu clone in a fan shape at the same time, and exploded with a loud bang.

The exploding five-colored poisonous fire turned the vines around Lu Changan into charred black and exploded into black powder all over the sky.

The man with wood-grained hands clasped his hands together and stood in front of Qingmu Zhenjun, forming a wood-type spiritual light barrier about a foot thick in front of him.

But under the successive bombardment of five balls of poisonous fire, the wood-type spiritual light barrier exploded.

There was a "bang" sound.

The wood-grained man was blown away by five balls of poisonous fire, his body was charred black and he was seriously injured.

Yi Mu's clone only had the magic power of an early Nascent Soul, and his spiritual wood body was restrained by fire spells. Naturally, he could not withstand the full force of the [Five Animals Poisonous Fire Fan].

"This fan is quite powerful. It seems to be a replica of the spiritual treasure [Five Animals Poison Fire Fan]."

Lord Qingmu's Qingxuan sword formation was about to be set up, with blue sword light flashing all over the sky, and it opened a big mouth, trying to swallow Lu Chang'an.

suddenly!

From the dissipated poisonous fire, three flying feather poison needles flew out, silently and as fast as lightning.

The sound of the mechanism of the poisonous fire fan in Lu Changan's hand came later.

"careful!"

Qingmu Zhenjun's face changed. He didn't expect that the poisonous fire fan would contain poisonous needles after its explosion.

Of the three flying feather poison needles, only one stabbed towards Qingmu Zhenjun.

The other two flying feather poison needles drew a strange arc and, covered by poisonous fire and smoke, pierced directly into the fourth-level Peng bird on the other side of the battlefield.

Peng Bird was fighting with Lord Di Yan, and both sides were angry with each other.

Upon hearing the master's reminder, two poisonous flying feather needles had already pierced the Peng bird's body.

One stabbed towards his face, frightening the Peng bird so much that it exploded in speed and flapped its wings to dodge it.

laugh!
Another flying feather poison needle pierced its huge outstretched wings, giving it a chilling chill to the bone.

"Level 4 poison!"

The injured wing of the Peng bird felt stinging and numb, mixed with the poisonous force, spreading along the wing to the trunk and the whole body.

As a fourth-rank bird king, its physique exceeds that of a human Yuanying cultivator, but is weaker than that of a scaly beast.

The injured and poisoned Peng bird suffered losses in strength and speed.

call!
Di Yanjun's eyes turned bloodshot, and he stirred up a sky full of yellow dust. He pounced on the Peng bird ferociously, grabbing and biting it tightly and refusing to let go.

"This boy is really insidious and cunning!"

Hearing the peng bird's wail, Qingmu Zhenjun, who was operating the sword formation, had a gloomy expression.

A flying feather needle that was stabbing at him was knocked away by the Qingxuan Sword before it got close to him.

At the critical moment, Qingmu Zhenjun could not control his spirit pet, and controlled the sword formation intertwined with green sword lights, covering an area of ​​hundreds of feet and besieging Lu Chang'an.

Lu Chang'an showed no sign of weakness. Sixteen puppets appeared around him, gathering huge arcs of puppet power to form a thick purple-blue light shield with flashing electric fire.

Sixteen puppets of the third-grade or higher quality are already the limit of this puppet formation, and can counter the offensive of a peak Nascent Soul early stage cultivator in positional warfare.

"This kid is hiding very well. The initial information we got was that four puppets formed a puppet formation."

Aoki Shin-kun was slightly surprised.

The dark green sword light activated by the Qingxuan Sword Formation flashed back and forth densely, with uncertain brightness, rubbing against the puppet force shield of the puppet army formation.

Suddenly, there was a sharp and piercing sound of metal and wood clashing.

The puppet power shield trembled, the light changed, and tiny cracks occasionally appeared, which were quickly repaired by the replenished puppet power.

Even the indestructible Qingxuan Sword Formation could not quickly break through such a lineup of puppet troops.

"It's a pity that I didn't test this person's defense method."

Lu Changan felt a little regretful, and used the [Five Animals Poison Fire Fan] in his hand to take back the three flying feather poison needles.

……

"Work together to break this formation."

As his spirit pets and clones suffered losses one after another, Master Qingmu had a bad feeling and he must not delay this any longer.

He took out a mottled ancient mirror, which turned into a cold light and fell into the hands of Yi Mu's clone.

The man with wood grain took the ancient mirror and injected Nascent Soul-level wood magic power into it.

hum!
The light from the ancient mirror flowed, slowly condensing into a gorgeous mysterious light, flashing green, blue, and red spots.

"Northern Light!"

Lu Chang'an was moved, but because he was fighting against Qingmu Zhenjun and the Qingxuan Sword Formation, he was too late to stop it.

puff!
The thick puppet light shield was pierced with a hole by the Beiji Xuan Guang, which happened to hit one of the sixteen puppets.

There was a loud bang.

A charred hole appeared on the chest of the puppet that was hit, and it exploded on the spot.

Fortunately, it did not affect other puppets.

The power of the puppet army was suddenly weakened by nearly 10%.

"How dare you, a little clone, to act rashly!"

Lu Changan looked unfriendly as he glanced at the wood-grained man holding the ancient mirror.

At this moment, he was equivalent to fighting two Nascent Soul cultivators.

The more powerful the magic weapon is, the greater the burden of magic power and spiritual consciousness it needs to bear.

Lu Changan controlled the puppet army formation, and occasionally launching the [Five Animals Poison Fire Fan] was already his limit.

Yi Mu's clone can help Qing Mu Zhen Jun to control the magic weapon.

Lu Changan waved his sleeves casually.

Swish!
Among the dozen or so puppets, an inconspicuous green-armored puppet appeared.

Qingmu Zhenjun originally thought it was a spare puppet to supplement the military formation.

But the next moment, the green-armored puppet turned into a blurry blue-gray afterimage and flashed in front of the wood-grained man at an incredible speed.

The eyes of the green-armored puppet were dancing with ghostly green flames. It raised its huge puppet arm shield covered with thorns, wrapped in a ball of cold green iron gust of wind, and slapped the wood-grained man hard.

Bang bang!

The man with wooden grain was holding an ancient mirror and preparing for his next attack when he was hit hard by an unexpected blow.

Yi Mu's clone flew backwards dozens of feet and was almost broken in half, with dense wood grain cracks appearing on its surface.

The ancient mirror in his hand also fell to the ground.

The green-armored puppet was about to snatch the ancient mirror magic weapon, but the latter turned into a cold light and returned to the hands of Qingmu Zhenjun.

"A fourth-level puppet! You... you are actually a fourth-level puppet master?"

Qingmu Zhenjun, who had taken back the magic weapon, was shocked.

Qingjia severely damaged Yimu's clone with one blow and tried to snatch the magic weapon. His agile movements and brains were generally beyond those of a normal fourth-level puppet.

Qingmu Zhenjun couldn't believe it. Lu Changan was only over 400 years old, but he was proficient in talismans and puppets, and had mastered the more difficult puppetry to the fourth level of grandmaster.

At this moment, Yi Mu's clone was severely injured and lost most of his combat power.

The fourth-level Peng bird on the other side was injured and poisoned, and was beaten up by Lord Di Yan.

The sudden change in the situation made Qingmu Zhenjun's bad premonition even stronger.

Lu Changan's endless tricks and trump cards seem to be slowly luring the fish to take the bait.

……

Having gained the upper hand, Lu Changan waved the [Five Animals Poison Fire Fan] again and shouted:

"Master Qingmu's methods are almost revealed. The Qingxuan Sword Formation will share the huge amount of mana and consciousness."

"Don't delay for too long, fight quickly and make a quick decision!"

This tone made Qingmu Zhenjun feel something was wrong.

not good!

His back suddenly felt cold, and an inexplicable chill pierced his heart.

A corner that no one notices.

In the shadow of a rock behind Qingmu Zhenjun, a cloaked shadow mysteriously emerged, and the palm slowly raised up, silently.

laugh!
A shadow blade swept across the shallow layer of the void, flashed in an instant, and slashed at the back of Qingmu Zhenjun's head.

(End of this chapter)