Lingxiao Immortal Clan.

Chapter 274 Ling Pengyun destroys the formation flag (4600 words, please subscribe)
As soon as these words came out, the foundation-building monks from the three families all fell into deep thought.

Liu Daozhou, the patriarch of the Huxiao Liu clan, would rather see Ling Yunhong, the clan leader of the Ling clan, be beheaded.

After all, Ling's current foundation-building combat power is too much.

If the Ling family and the Luo family were in a dog-eat-dog fight and both sides would suffer losses, he could definitely profit from it.

The confidence comes from his own mid-stage foundation building and the clan's mid-stage foundation-building spiritual beast Yan Yunhu.

The combined combat power of the two of them makes neither the Ling family nor the Luo family dare to underestimate them.

However, Wen Xianyun, the patriarch of the Wen clan, and Wang Changming, the patriarch of the Wang clan, are not as confident as Liu Daozhou, the patriarch of the Liu clan. Both of them only have one foundation builder, and they are only in the early stages of foundation building.

Once the leader of the Luo clan breaks the rules set by the five families and kills Ling Yunhong, the leader of the Ling clan, Luo Minghui may not stop doing anything and take advantage of this opportunity to attack the two of them.

Then, seize the share of the two mineral veins.

What's more, they killed both of them and seized the territory of the Wang family and the Wen family.

Wen Xianyun and Wang Changming thought for a while, and immediately made up their minds. They took out the magic weapon and fired it. They knocked back the red fire sword shot by Luo Minghui in the distance and saved Ling Yunhong's life.

"Fellow Taoist Luo Minghui, don't go too far. Fellow Taoist Ling Yunhong has surrendered." Wen Xianyun, the leader of the Wen clan who is related to the Ling clan, said coldly.

"Not bad." Wang Changming, the head of the Wang clan, also spoke at this moment, supporting the Ling clan.

Luo Minghui, who was in the distance, looked at the situation and realized that he had missed the opportunity to kill Ling Yunhong.

Although Wang Changming and Wen Xianyun are weak, they can't stand it. Next to them, there is a tiger-roaring Liu family who fights with snipe and clam, and the fisherman wins.

Huxiao Liu's relationship with his Luo family has risen to the level of enemies due to the sand ore veins.

If Huxiao Liu hadn't spread the word about the sand vein here, he, Luo, would have monopolized this sand vein.

If the Ling family, who is full of potential, is the Luo family's first choice for destruction, then the Liu family is the second choice.

In desperation, Luo Minghui had no choice but to wave the red fire sword and the natal formation flag back to the side, and slightly arched his hands towards Ling Yunhong.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, I just missed. I hope you don't have any intentions."

"How dare you." Ling Yunhong, who was almost beheaded, was furious. He snorted coldly and left the place quickly.

In Luo's team, Li Xia and Luo Qiuming saw Luo Minghui stop, and they also took back their magic weapons.

After Ling Yunhong returned to the team of monks watching the battle in embarrassment, he thanked the patriarchs of the Wang, Wen and Liu families respectively before returning to his team of monks.

"Third Grandfather, are there any serious consequences from taking the Explosive Spiritual Pill and destroying the ritual weapon?" Ling Pengyun finally felt relieved when he saw Ling Yunhong returned safely.

But when he saw that Ling Yunhong's face was extremely pale, and his aura was weakened by the explosive spirit pill he had just taken in battle, a look of worry suddenly appeared on his face, and he asked.

"I broke through the foundation building alone, and my meridians are much stronger than those of ordinary monks. The sequelae of the second-level mid-grade explosive spirit pill are nothing to me."

"The damage to the consciousness caused by the sacrificial magic weapon is not big. After all, the magic shield is not my natural magic weapon. With the help of the rejuvenation pill, I can recover within half a year."

"It's just a pity that second-order low-grade magic shield."

As soon as he mentioned the magic shield, Ling Yunhong suddenly became angry.

That second-level low-grade defensive shield is worth at least 900 or [-] yuan of spiritual stones on the market. This amount of spiritual stones is considered a large sum of money for Ling Yunhong and even the entire Ling family.

Furthermore, with his level of weapon refining, it would be difficult for him to refine a second-level defensive magic weapon by himself in a short period of time.

Under such circumstances, Ling Yunhong would be without a defensive weapon for at least a few years.

Ling Yunhong's combat power will also be reduced by at least [-]% as a result.

"Damn it, Luo Minghui, he probably killed me because he thought my Ling family was powerful."

"According to the current situation that the family has four foundation-building combatants, I, the Ling family, are not afraid of the Luo family at all."

"This situation must be recovered."

"Now that Wang Changming of the Wang family and Wen Xianyun of the Wen family are here to uphold justice, Luo Minghui probably wouldn't dare to break the rules in the fight between the two of you and the other two foundation-building monks of the Luo family."

"If there is, the Fairy Crane King and I will definitely support you and others in time."

"Peng Yun, Peng Xing, when you two fight against Luo Shi's Li Xia and Luo Qiu Ming, be ruthless and destroy their magic weapons as much as possible while ensuring your own invincibility." Ling Yunhong said angrily.

"I understand, Third Patriarch, to go against you is to go against our entire Ling family." Ling Pengyun said with a solemn expression.

The family is one body, and when one is prosperous, one suffers, one suffers.

If it hadn't been for the timely action of the foundation-building monks from the Wang family and the Wen family just now, Ling Yunhong would have almost died.

If Ling Yunhong, the pillar of the family, fell here, not only would the overall strength of the Ling family be reduced by several percent.

From now on, Ling Pengyun would lose the six second-level low-grade spirit-gathering pills he received from his family every year as offerings.

By then, Ling Pengyun's cultivation speed will also be reduced by several percent.

"That's right." Ling Pengxing on the side also knew this truth and agreed firmly.

Ling Yunhong, who was furious, felt warm in his heart when he received such replies from the other two Jijis in the family.

"He is my good man, the Ling family."

"Peng Yun, you are the first to go on stage. Find Luo Qiu Ming, the son of Na Luo Minghui who is the strongest and has the natal formation flag among the remaining two Luo clans who have not participated in the foundation building."

After hearing this, Ling Pengyun nodded slightly, walked out of the team, and looked at Luo Qiuming in Luo's team.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, do you dare to fight?"

Luo Qiuming, who was in Luo's team, frowned when he heard this and turned to look at his father Luo Minghui beside him.

Seeing this, Luo Minghui nodded lightly, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and sent a message to Luo Qiuming.

"We are at odds with the Ling family. The Ling Pengyun who participated in the battle this time has extraordinary qualifications. He is probably not weaker than Ling Yunhong. If this person is allowed to live, he will definitely be the enemy of our Luo family. Take good control of that spiritual object.”

"Dad, I understand." Luo Qiuming heard this and nodded. After replying via voice transmission, he walked out of his team of monks and flew up to the top of the mountain where the sand veins were located together with Ling Pengyun.

The battle between the two has officially begun.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, the magic weapon I have is not very discerning. If it hurts fellow daoist, fellow daoist, don't be offended." Ling Pengyun sneered.

Luo Qiuming's face darkened, and he quickly summoned the twelve natal formation flags, the Yellow Sand Erosion Formation, and struck Ling Pengyun.

Ling Pengyun had already seen the power of Luo Qiuming's yellow sand erosion formation. Once trapped by this formation, I am afraid that even if he has the cultivation level of the middle stage of foundation building, he would have to endure some hardships before he could break the formation.

He did not dare to waste time, and immediately transformed into eighteen first-order high-grade green spirit swords, and formed a sword formation by making secrets.

The eighteen green spirit swords flashed with spiritual light, and a three-foot-long sword light burst out from the tip of the sword. Ten or twenty-inch long sword light also condensed around the sword body.

"go."

The set of Qingling Swords, under the control of Ling Pengyun, carried a torrent of sword light and quickly faced the twelve yellow sand-eroded formation flags that were coming.

Just when the set of Qingling Swords was about to approach the formation flag, the twelve formation flags suddenly flashed and formed a formation, transforming into a large piece of eroding yellow that collided with the sword formation.

Countless gravel hit the sword light, making a series of crisp sounds.

Although the set of Qingling Swords forming the sword array are all first-level high-grade magical weapons, in the hands of Ling Pengyun, a mid-stage foundation-building monk, and with the help of the sword array, this set of flying swords is no longer weaker than ordinary second-level low-grade magical weapons.

But all in all, that yellow sand erosion formation is a second-order low-grade natal magic weapon, which is three points stronger than ordinary second-order low-grade magic weapons.

As a result, the sword formation was at a disadvantage, and the torrent of sword light gradually became dim under the bombardment of countless eroding yellow sands.

Ling Pengyun frowned, and his finger movements changed, condensing a blue seal.

This seal quickly turned into a five-foot-long snake.The long snake rushed into the eroding yellow sand and rolled up its body, blocking most of the eroding yellow sand.

The amount of yellow sand that bombarded the sword formation was greatly reduced as a result. Ling Pengyun seized this opportunity and controlled the sword formation to directly break through the yellow sand, and directly blasted towards the twelve sides of the yellow sand erosion formation, transforming into Countless yellow sand formation flags.

"If this set of flying swords is allowed to hit my twelve natal formation flags, it will definitely damage those twelve formation flags."

Seeing this, Luo Qiuming in the distance took a deep breath and changed the fingering techniques in his hands.

The twelve array flags, which were already shining with aura, became even more shining.

Formation patterns emerged from the twelve formation flags and turned into twelve small light curtains, covering the formation flags and blocking the incoming flying swords.

At the same time, the eroded yellow sand transformed by the twelve formation flags also increased by [-]%.

In just three breaths, the five-foot-long water snake in the large expanse of eroding yellow sand was completely eroded by the yellow sand.

"The sword formation formed by the natal formation flag is indeed extraordinary."

Ling Pengyun's eyes narrowed, and his face became more solemn.

He raised his hand to seal the secret again, and shot out two five-foot-long water snakes in succession, rushing into the formation, blocking the large piece of yellow sand, and helping the sword formation to bombard the twelve formation flags.

Then, he took out the set of blue steel swords from the storage bag, and like the sword array, they blasted towards the twelve formation flags forming the formation.

At this moment, Na Luo Qiu Ming saw Ling Pengyun launching four attacks in a row, namely the sword formation, two water snakes, and the green steel double flying sword, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Finally, all of this person's attack weapons have been taken out."

The next moment, Luo Qiuming's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he made a secret with his fingers. The twelve yellow sand erosion formation flags covered the sword formation that Ling Pengyun shot, as well as the green steel flying swords. Using the formation, The countless yellow sands transformed by the law temporarily controlled it.

Then, he raised his hand and struck out a long purple gold cone.

The long cone turned into a purple-gold light and blasted towards Ling Pengyun.

under the mountains.

Ling Yunhong, who was among the monks watching, saw the long cone shape attacking his grandson Ling Pengyun, his pupils suddenly increased several times, and he shouted loudly.

"Second-grade high-quality purple star long cone."

The Purple Star Long Cone is a very famous magic weapon of Bailingmen. This magic weapon is best at breaking defenses and is extremely fast. It is the most superior magic weapon among the second-level high-grade magic weapons. It is two or more powerful than the same-level magic weapon. Thirty percent.

This Purple Star Long Cone is also one of Luo's hidden trump cards. If Ling Pengyun hadn't stepped from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building so quickly this time, this Purple Star Long Cone would have also been used by Tiger Roar Liu's clan-protecting spirit beast. On Yanyunhu's body.

The Luo family participated in the fighting this time, wanting to take away a few lives from the beginning to the end, weaken the number of foundation-building monks in the other foundation-building families in Huaishui County, and consolidate the position of their own Luo family in Huaishui County.

"Vicious Luo Minghui, if something happens to Pengyun this time, I will definitely find you, Luo Shi, when I enter the late stage of foundation building."

Ling Yunhong stared at Luo Minghui, the leader of the Luo clan who was among the Luo clan monks not far away, and swore secretly.

The Purple Star Long Cone was extremely fast. He was some distance away from the top of the mountain, and it was impossible to support Ling Pengyun in a critical situation in time.

He would not think that Luo Qiu Ming, who was in the early stages of foundation building, could obtain a second-level high-grade precious magical weapon like the Purple Star Long Cone.

The top of the mountain where the sand ore veins are located.

Although the long purple star cone that Luo Qiuming shot was extremely fast, the strength of Ling Pengyun's consciousness was comparable to the sixth level of foundation building.

With his powerful spiritual consciousness, Ling Pengyun also reacted quickly.

He quickly made a secret and cast the second-level defensive spell Yuan Shui.

In an instant, a blue light curtain lifted up from Ling Pengyun's body and enveloped him.

The purple star long cone also bombarded the Yuan Shui light curtain at the next moment, causing a huge wave.

Under the powerful bombardment of this cone, cracks gradually appeared on the light curtain.

Just when the Dao Yuan Water Light Barrier was about to be shattered, Ling Pengyun finally made the secret to cast his natal spell, the Blue Sea Sky Sword.

A ten-foot-long bright blue sword light was conceived and quickly collided with the long purple star cone.

Arousing countless blue sword shadows and purple starlight.

Although Luo Qiuming, who used the Purple Star Cone, had only reached the third level of Foundation Establishment, he could barely exert [-]% to [-]% of the power of the Purple Star Cone, which was comparable to a full blow from a seventh-level Foundation Establishment monk.

But the light of the ten-foot-long sword struck by Ling Pengyun was only equivalent to a full blow from a sixth-level monk.

Which one is strong and which one is weak is extremely clear.

Ling Pengyun knew this very well, so he quickly blessed his body with a wind control technique and stayed away from where the sword light and long cone were bombarding him.

He patted the storage bag on his waist again and took out his only second-level low-grade defensive magic weapon, the mixed rock shield, and suspended it beside him, forming a thick shield of light that enveloped his whole body.

The next moment, the long purple star cone also shattered the ten-foot-long Blue Sea Sky Sword.

In the blink of an eye, it bombarded the shield of light around Ling Pengyun.

But after all, this long purple star cone used up a lot of energy to smash the Blue Sea Sky Sword before. The remaining energy of the long cone was barely able to shatter Ling Pengyun's magic shield light curtain, and the remaining energy was exhausted.

Ling Pengyun also took the opportunity to condensate a five-foot-long water snake with his hand, and blasted the long purple star cone that had exhausted its remaining power several hundred feet away.

Hundreds of feet away, it was out of the coverage of Luo Qiuming's consciousness, and the long purple star cone lost its effect.

"This Ling Pengyun's spiritual consciousness is actually so strong."

Luo Qiuming saw that Zixing Longcone had not made any achievements, and he, who had always been completely confident, gradually became a little scared.

He never expected that just now Ling Pengyun had cast two second-level spells, and used the sword formation that consumed a lot of spiritual consciousness, and on the way to fly the Qinggang Zimu, he still had the energy left to cast a Yuan Shui spell, and the birth spell Blue Sea Sky Sword. , and even in the end Ling Pengyun inspired a second-level magic shield.

Although the monk's spiritual consciousness will be greatly enhanced when he steps into the foundation building, the strength of the spiritual consciousness of the foundation building monk is also limited.

Generally speaking, a monk at the fourth level of foundation building can use five second-level means to attack at the same time, which is already good.

While Luo Qiu Ming was stunned, Ling Pengyun also controlled the five-foot-long snake that knocked away the purple star cone and broke into the yellow sand erosion formation.

If his consciousness had not been due to the primordial energy of Yin and Yang, which was comparable to the strength of the consciousness of a monk on the sixth level of the foundation building, and he still had a lot of energy left to defend when he used his means to attack Luo Qiu Ming, otherwise he would have died tragically with that weapon just now. Under the long cone of purple stars.

Thinking of this, Ling Pengyun felt scared for a while.

He no longer held back his hands, and made a secret with both hands to control the three five-foot-long water snakes in the yellow sand erosion formation, blocking all the yellow sand in the formation.

Then, the secret technique of the Earthly Evil Sword Formation "Rongzi Sword Technique" was used.

The set of swords trapped in the formation quickly merged into one, transforming into a six-foot-long sword.

Combined with the set of flying swords, a total of three huge sword lights struck together to form a formation flag that formed a huge formation of yellow sand in the sky.

In the bombardment of these three powerful sword rays, within three breaths, a small light curtain held up by the formation flag was shattered, and the formation flag was also smashed into pieces by the Earth Evil Sword Light and the Qinggang Zimu flying sword.

At the same time, Luo Qiu Ming also suffered from the destruction of his natal formation flag. Qi and blood surged in his body, and his sea of ​​consciousness was in great pain.

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

His breath also quickly withered at this moment.

Although the yellow sand erosion formation did not fall apart due to the destruction of the formation flag, the power of the formation was reduced by about [-]%.

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