Journey to the head

Sikong Jing.
The spiritual pressure on him made Yun Liusanren stunned for a moment. Golden Core Perfection? !

Sikong Jing thought that Yun Liusanren didn't know him, but in fact, Yun Liusanren had seen Sikong Jing who came to congratulate him at the Infant Ceremony of Xuanwei Sect's Lingxuan Lingjun nearly thirty years ago.

At that time, Sikong Jing's cultivation level was the same as his, both were in the middle stage of the Golden Core!

How is it possible that in just thirty years, he has already reached the state of Golden Elixir Perfection!

He was so shocked by Sikong Jing's cultivation that he was half a beat slow to react to Sikong Jing's question.

Sikong Jing's face darkened instantly: "Don't cry until you see the coffin!"

With a loud bang, Sikong Jing's body sank, and his legs exploded layers of energy. The power started from his toes, and was transmitted to his arms layer by layer along the meridians, bones and muscles. The sharp horse-slaying sword in his hand made a sharp whistling sound!

Under the overwhelming force around it, the huge sword stabbed forward suddenly. The air in front of the tip of the sword was compressed and gathered under the swift attack, and then suddenly exploded.

Sikong Martial Arts: Penetrating the Sun!

The sharp sword energy, with a whistling sound, fell from the sky and pierced Yunliusanren's eyes in an instant!

There was a loud rumbling sound! The magic shield held up by Yunliu Sanren only lasted for a breath before it was torn apart. The sword energy crossed his body and pointed downward diagonally, tearing apart a large area of ​​the pine forest below.

Sikong Jing snorted coldly and stopped moving. Before he turned around, he heard the whistling of the wind. Without thinking, he turned his wrist and the long sword for slashing horses began to spin with a swish. A blazing flame flowed, and a huge vacuum ball formed within dozens of feet around him. With a few clinking sounds, the three pine cone-shaped magic weapons were knocked away.

It was Sikong's martial art, the Circular Flow of Gangqi.

Looking closely, Yunliusanren was in shock and anger, and he took back the three pine cone hammers. His clothes on his chest were torn to pieces, and a large piece of skin was directly wiped off by the strong energy. Blood gushed out, staining his whole body red.

At the moment when the defensive magic weapon blocked him, he used his unique escape technique, Clouds Scrolling and Clouds Shutting, to avoid the long sword's stab. But the stab was too explosive and swift, and he still suffered a superficial injury.

The difference in strength was quite large. Yun Liusan gritted his teeth, but he did not want to surrender to the Sikong family, and he did not want to die.

Xuanwei sent a special envoy to summon him and convey the order to attack Sikong's family, but was immediately killed by Sikong Jing, who then used force to force his surrender.
The situation was clear. Xuanwei Sect mobilized the entire Cangzhou to encircle and suppress the Sikong family. Such a movement could not be concealed. The Sikong family responded immediately.

They did not try to mediate, did not ask for forgiveness, and did not flee from the war.

They chose to directly confront the Xuanwei Sect and the entire Cangzhou!

The Xuanwei sect is constantly deploying troops and making arrangements, while the Sikong family's response is even more radical. Not only have they mobilized their own subordinate sects, but they have also extended their tentacles directly into the surrounding areas, either coercing the surrounding Jindan sects and Jindan cultivators to serve their own purposes, or directly killing them to prevent them from being deployed by the Xuanwei sect.

The first round of confrontation between the two sides has begun!

But in Yun Liusanren's mind, no matter how the Sikong family struggles, the final winner must be the Xuanwei School.

Only a fool would surrender to the Sikong family!

“Sikong Jing! You guys don’t know the destiny, and you want to rebel. As long as Miaomiao Xuanjun takes action, your Sikong family will be reduced to dust in an instant!” Yunliu Sanren used his spiritual power to seal the blood and cursed, “My Songyuan Valley is not far from Xuanwei Territory, and Xuanwei cultivators will come to help soon.”

"The smart ones will retreat quickly, tie themselves up and plead guilty, maybe there is still a way to survive!"

Sikong Jing sneered: "Miao Miao Xuan Jun, huh. The weather in Cangzhou is about to change. You will soon find out who is ignorant of the destiny."

"Now, just take care of yourself first!"

There was another loud bang, and the sword energy was like a thread across the sky, or like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and it instantly chopped in front of Yunliu Sanren.

To the east of Cangzhou, there is a sacred mountain called Shanjun Peak, on which there is an independent Jindan sect.

A golden lotus was flying across the sky, heading towards the Mountain Monarch Peak.

On the golden lotus, a Jindan Zhenren sat cross-legged, and two foundation-building disciples stood behind him.

“Uncle-master, this time our sect has taken control of the northeastern sects in Cangzhou to march against the Sikong family. I wonder if after the war, we can be granted a Northeastern Pacifier and the governor of all the northeastern counties like the Yunshan Sect. Then our Qinglian True Sect will become even more powerful.” A young foundation-building cultivator’s face was full of longing.

Before the golden elixir could speak, another older foundation-building cultivator said, "You wishful thinking. The Yunshan Sect got the Northwest Pacification Envoy because of his great contributions and because the Yunshan Sect is weak to begin with."

"Our Qinglian Zhenzong is an old Yuanying sect that has been passed down in Cangzhou for thousands of years. Not only does it have a profound foundation and strong strength, but it is also deeply rooted. The intergenerational inheritance is longer than that of the Xuanwei Sect. The Xuanwei Sect must be on guard against us taking its place, so how could it be possible for them to award us the position of Northeast Pacification Envoy?"

The young foundation-building cultivator couldn't think of any rebuttal, so he had to change his angle: "It's okay if it's not possible, but the Sikong family has more than four counties. After destroying his family, they should at least get one county, right?"

The older foundation-building master put down his plan again: "It's easy to say, why don't you go and kill one? The Sikong family is already very powerful, and this time they are even stronger when mixed with the corpse monsters. The order to encircle and suppress them spread throughout Cangzhou, but they didn't flee. I don't know what they rely on."

"I'm afraid that this time we will have to pay a huge price to succeed. Compared to this, even if we can get a county, it may not be worthwhile."

The young foundation-building man was not convinced: "Our sect alone has one Nascent Soul, ten Golden Core True Immortals, and one hundred foundation-building men. We also need to draw eight Golden Core True Immortals and one hundred foundation-building men from the various counties in the northeast."

"Such a large army is only responsible for the blockade of the northeast direction of Sikong Family. With Xuanwei Sect, Lingshou Sect, and Yunshan Sect all on the battlefield, I'm afraid that the bandits and corpse monsters of Sikong Family will not be enough to kill. Isn't that a merit delivered to the door?"

As he spoke, he became more and more excited: "Wait until Shanjun Peak announces the transfer order, and then transfer two Jindan Zhenren from his family, and the task of transferring Jindan from the Northeast counties will be mostly completed."

"After completing all the tasks, I will apply to go to the battlefield. This time, I want to make great achievements, receive huge rewards, and reach the pinnacle of my life—"

"Shut up!" The Jindan Zhenren suddenly widened his eyes and stood up abruptly.

The two foundation-building masters were startled. When they came to their senses, they realized that their uncle’s anger was not directed at them. Following their uncle’s gaze and looking into the distance, they both took a deep breath.

Then I saw that the originally majestic Mountain King Peak in the distance had lost its luster at this moment, the light of the mountain protection formation disappeared, and a thick black smoke rose straight into the sky.

problem occurs!
Jindan Zhenren waved his hand, and the golden lotus shone brighter, and rushed towards Shanjun Peak. As soon as he got close, he collided with a group of Shanjun Peak disciples who were pale and frightened.

“Is this the reinforcements from the Qinglian True Sect?” The leader, a foundation-building cultivator, cried out in tears, “You are still too late, too late!”

"My head and two elders were all abducted by the Sikong family's Yuanying!"

The three Jindan Zhenren from Shanjun Peak were all captured by the Sikong family!
There is a large lake in the southern part of Cangzhou, named Baili Lake.

The Jindan Sect here is a subordinate sect of the Lingshou Sect. It has three Jindan masters and is one of the stronger ones among the subordinate sects of the Lingshou Sect. What's more rare is that they are very loyal and diligent, and have always been a great help to the Lingshou Sect.

At this moment, on the large island in the center of Baili Lake, a man with a perfect golden elixir announced in public: "I have received a transfer order from the Spirit Beast Sect and will be leaving immediately to serve. When I am not here, you must guard the gate carefully."

The other two Jindan Zhenren nodded in agreement.

One person said, "Brother, don't worry. We two are here to guard the sect, so you won't have to worry about anything." Another person laughed out loud, "Brother, you were selected to encircle and suppress the Sikong family. How enviable! We have been at odds with the Sikong family for so many years, following the Spirit Beast Sect. I don't know how many talented people have been killed by them. When you go into battle today, you have to kill a few more Sikong villains! I only regret that I can't go into battle myself, otherwise I will definitely chop off a few more Sikong dog heads!"

"Just try to kill him!" Suddenly there was a loud roar like thunder, and the mountain protection formation above the gate of Bailice Mountain suddenly lit up, followed by an earth-shaking crash!
The three Jindan only felt that the island under their feet was shaking violently, and the surrounding water exploded, and they didn't know how many aquatic creatures were killed.

Several people looked up at the same time, and heard another loud noise! ​​The mountain protection formation creaked under the heavy load, and spider-web-like cracks spread all over the sky.

The surrounding disciples exclaimed loudly, and the three Jindans changed their expressions in an instant.

I saw a burly monk rooted in the air, with his fists clenched and hammering. All kinds of attacks from the mountain protection formation rained down on him, but they only made his protective qi vibrate continuously and could not break through the defense.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Hurry up and ask for help from the Spirit Beast Sect!" Bai Li Ze Jin Dan shouted to his disciples to assemble while rushing upwards to meet the enemy. However, just when they rose up a few dozen feet, they heard the sound of the formation exploding, and rolling spiritual energy rushed in all directions.

The burly monk rushed in, and the fierce and violent spiritual pressure made the three of them hold their breath.

Yuanying Lingjun? !
Bai Li Ze's Golden Core Perfection recognized this cultivator. He shouted in disbelief, "Si Kong Yan! When did you become a Nascent Soul Spirit Lord?!"

Bai Li Ze had fought with the Spirit Beast Sect against the Sikong Family for many years, so he was very familiar with Sikong Yan. Sikong Yan's cultivation should be slightly lower than his own, but how come he had successfully survived the Heart Demon Tribulation and achieved the Nascent Soul Sovereign status after not seeing him for more than 20 years!

Sikong Yan sneered, and the strong energy burned around his body like a raging flame, and the air around him began to distort.

He glanced at the three Jindan with disdain: "Who was that person who was talking nonsense just now? Come and get killed!"

"But the other two, don't be anxious. I will send you all to hell."

Such an arrogant attitude shocked and angered the Jindan Junior Brother, who shouted, "You——"

boom!
As soon as this word came out, an afterimage remained at the spot, and Sikong Yan's real body had already rushed in front of him!

So fast!

His innate magical power was activated, and the mountain-splitting knife made a sharp scream that pierced the eardrums. In the violent shock of the battle force, it suddenly took on a terrifying high temperature and turned into a red color. It split the water curtain-shaped protective magic weapon of the Jindan junior brother without any hindrance and smoothly, and chopped towards his head without any delay.

This horrifying scene made it difficult for Junior Brother Jindan to react. He had just activated his magical power when the aura of the long sword had already singed off all his hair and cut into his scalp.

Two beams of light rose up, and in that instant, Bai Li Ze's other two Jindan exerted their full strength and blasted their magical powers at Sikong Yan, intending to attack the enemy and force him to put away his sword and return to defense.

But Sikong Yan actually roared, and the internal energy in his body exploded and rose again, covering his body. He just slightly turned his body to protect his vital parts, and the long knife in his hand did not stop for a moment and had already cut down!

Rumble! The light of magical powers intertwined and caused a huge explosion in the air. Some disciples who were eager to take off to support were directly blasted back to the ground by the storm.

Then he heard Jindan Yuanman roar in grief and anger: "Junior Brother!"

It turned out that the Jindan junior brother had been cut into two halves like a piece of paper, and his blood was spilled into the sky.

The other Jindan stared at the center of the explosion. They didn't expect that Sikong Yan would choose to resist two magical powers and kill his junior brother. But even if his martial arts body was extremely strong, he couldn't withstand the magical power!
As expected, when the air wave dissipated, Sikong Yan's eyes were closed, his left hand and left leg had disappeared, leaving only a broken body, and his right hand, which was almost broken, was tightly grasping a long sword.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Why was Sikong Yan still hanging in the air?

Jindan Yuanman reacted faster than him. He clasped and opened his hands, and waves like mountains and whirlpools like the sea rushed towards Sikong Yan's remaining body.

The next moment, a powerful aura rose into the sky, Sikong Yan suddenly opened his eyes, the sound of his heartbeat resounded through the air, and his magical powers flashed. In just an instant, his body recovered, and his left hand and left leg suddenly stretched out from his body!

With the long sword swung, the waves are broken!

Jindan Yuanwan's heart sank suddenly, he understood that this was Sikong Yan's second magical power!
Sikong Yan swung the mountain-splitting knife and turned his cold eyes.

"I have a third magical power, so I'll let you try it."

In the afternoon, bad news one after another reached Xuanwei Sect.

Miaomiao Xuanjun's face was as gloomy as water. As he flipped through the messages, a surge of anger burned more and more intensely in his chest.

The Sikong family reacted extremely quickly, or rather, they launched the attack before their own side.

Not only the independent Jindan sects and Jindan cultivators sandwiched between the Sikong family's territory and the Xuanwei Sect, Lingshou Sect, and Qinglian Zhenzong, but even the subordinate sects close to the edge of the Xuanwei Sect, Lingshou Sect, and Qinglian Zhenzong's territories were attacked!

They sent out all their elite troops, and all the Nascent Soul and Golden Core Perfection cultivators attacked from all sides, forcing the neutral sects to surrender, abducting the Golden Core True Immortals, or even more straightforwardly, directly killing the Golden Core cultivators under the three sects!
Up to now, the Sikong family has produced three Nascent Souls, and more than a dozen Golden Cores and late Golden Cores.

Their strength is stronger than you think!

Moreover, they moved as fast as the wind and escaped before the reinforcements arrived.

Just got the news that Yun Liusan, who disappeared at noon, has reappeared. His limbs have been brutally cut off and used as a deterrent to force other Jindan sects to surrender.

Miaomiao Xuanjun roared angrily and smashed the table in front of him into pieces with one palm.

But the corpse demon remained hidden and did not make any movement.

They came from a place where corpses were imprisoned, their methods were unknown, and it was precisely out of fear that Lord Miaomiao Xuan had already surrendered his innate spiritual energy that he did not choose to rush straight to the Sikong family's mountain gate.

For the same reason, the Xuanwei faction did not dare to send high-end combat forces directly into the Sikong family's territory for revenge. Compared with the other three factions, the Sikong family's territory was smaller, and once they entered, they would be more vulnerable to ambushes and sieges.

The Sikong family's counterattack not only weakened their own strength, but also greatly delayed the speed of their own attack.

Now they can only respond passively and patrol with masters from the Lingshou Sect, Qinglian Zhenzong and other sects. Once they find that Monk Sikong has invaded, they will kill him immediately!

After all, our side is powerful and has many experts. Even if we are caught off guard for a while, as long as we keep our footing, we will surely win!
"Send a message to Tian Yuanzi and ask him where he is. Tell him not to go to Hu Shou Mountain anymore and to come to Xi Yi Mountain to see me first."

At this moment, a raging fire had broken out on a sacred mountain on the border of Xuanwei Sect.

A Jindan who had lost both arms vomited blood from his mouth and looked at Sikong Yuanying in despair as he kept approaching him.

"Reinforcements will be arriving soon, old thief. Someone will kill you to avenge me!"

Sikong Yuanying sneered: "There is war everywhere in Xuanwei Territory, reinforcements? They are still tens of thousands of miles away."

"Besides, I want to see who dares to kill me and who can kill me?!"

Five-colored light falls from the sky! (End of this chapter)