I borrowed my brain from the Emperor

The strength of Medicine King City is too weak. In the eyes of Qionghua Sect and Lingchi, Medicine King City is just a tool, a tool that can continuously provide elixirs. No one cares what the tool thinks, this is the sadness of the weak.

It seems like you have the best of both worlds, but in reality you have no choice.

"That is to say, after Fairy Lingchi stepped into the mountain gate, she did not kill all of them, but instead, like the Seventh Ancestor of Qionghua did to her, she included Qionghua Sect in her sect and even sent a Nascent Soul cultivator to guard here?"

After listening to the description of Medicine King City Lord, Chen Luo had a clearer understanding of the current situation of the Qionghua Sect.

Fairy Lingchi has a strong desire for revenge, and she will seek revenge on anyone who has offended her in the past.

"Yes." Yaowang City Lord nodded quickly.

His position is very correct.

Didn't the two families treat him as a tool? Then he would put himself in the position of a tool and do what a tool should do. Whether it was Chen Luo, the acting head of the Qionghua Sect, or Fairy Lingchi. As long as they asked him questions, he would tell them everything he knew, and his main goal was to be obedient.

"After the seven ancestors and you left, there were no Nascent Soul cultivators in the Qionghua Sect. One person is enough to suppress the entire sect."

"Who is the person in charge of Qionghua Sect now?"

"Master Dongchi, a powerful Nascent Soul master who came down from the upper realm." The Lord of Yaowang City turned around quickly, took out a jade slip from the cabinet next to him and handed it to Chen Luo.

The above is all the high-level information of Lingchi recorded in Yaowang City.

If Yaowang City wanted to send pills to these people, it would naturally not even have a list.

"good."

After reading the information, Chen Luo patted the shoulder of Medicine King City Lord with satisfaction, turned around and walked out of the alchemy room with the yawning flower-backed turtle at the door.

“Why should we be polite to such insignificant people like ants? Just capture them and search their souls, and everything will be clear.” The voice of the flower-backed turtle gradually faded away, and the Medicine King City Lord in the house broke out in a cold sweat when he heard it.

call!
Only after confirming that the two had really left did Yan Qiu Ming feel completely relieved.

He knew that he had passed this level, but when he thought about what might happen next, he couldn't help but get nervous again.

What an eventful time!
After calming down, Yan Qiu Ming quickly stood up and shouted to the door.

"Here comes someone."

Qionghua faction.

This top sect that once stood at the top of the Tiannan region, lost its reputation after the disappearance of the Qionghua Seventh Ancestor and Chen Luo, the acting head. After the rise of Fairy Lingchi, the Qionghua Sect became a background board and a supporting role that was defeated in the story.

But even so, the Qionghua Sect was not wiped out.

In addition to the suppression of power and the destruction of the vassal sects, the mountain gate ancestral land still maintains its original appearance. Fairy Lingchi did not enter the main peak of the Qionghua Sect, Taixuan Peak, but set up a fourth-level trap formation outside the Qionghua Sect. This formation blocked the escape route of the Qionghua Sect disciples. All the core disciples were like birds in a cage, trapped in the mountain gate and unable to leave.

People nourish the formation, and the formation consumes energy.

The mountain gate is surrounded by rivers, with Taixuan Peak located in the middle.

There is a wooden pavilion in front of the peak. The pavilion is seven stories high and is painted red. Each floor corresponds to a main peak of Qionghua Sect. This pavilion is like a nail, nailing Qionghua Sect firmly in place. The spiritual energy of the earth veins that originally gathered in Qionghua Sect, under the effect of this "nail", reversed its fortune and gathered in the pavilion, becoming the food for the spiritual pool disciples to practice.

"What a crappy wine, it has no taste at all."

Master Dongchi was sitting on the roof of the pavilion and threw the wine gourd in his hand away with a look of disgust on his face.

"This is the best wine around here." The man who was looking for wine took the wine gourd with a bitter face and couldn't help complaining.

After Fairy Lingchi came out of seclusion, she suppressed many visitors by herself and her power expanded rapidly.

The most notable feature is that it has swallowed up a large number of upper world cultivators, and Dongchi Shangren is one of them. These people were frustrated in the upper world and ran to the lower world to bully others. But they never expected that this "lower world" that was immersed in turbid air actually had a god-transforming cultivator!

In order to survive, they were forced to join Lingchi and became dogs under the Lingchi Fairy.

It was fine when Fairy Lingchi was around, but once she left, these people's bad habits were exposed, and no one would submit to anyone else. In the sect, you can often see these elders fighting. These people were divided into several factions in groups of three or two, fighting openly and secretly, which made the disciples below suffer.

"You guys are just fooling around with the missions I issued? You didn't have this attitude when Old Ghost Xue issued the missions before."

Dong Chi Shangren had a gloomy face.

He lost the fight in the sect and was sent here to do the guarding mission. He was already full of anger, and now he got the chance, he was naturally furious. The man who was scolded also looked aggrieved. He was the outer sect steward of Lingchi. He had heard about the struggles among the Yuanying ancestors in the sect, but those things were far away from him. Whether it was Elder Xue or Elder Dongchi in front of him, they were big shots that he couldn't afford to offend. He had to do everything they told him to do, and he couldn't offend any of them. The attitude of completing the task was the same. He didn't say he was biased towards someone. Now he was angry for nothing, so he was naturally unhappy. But this kind of emotion can only be suppressed in his heart. Speaking it out would kill people.

In the eyes of these monks from the upper realm, they, the natives, are not considered human beings.

"Get out of here! If you can't find good wine, I'll tear you apart!"

"Yes."

The scolded outer sect deacon responded timidly, then quickly picked up the wine gourd and retreated.

"They're all trash!"

Dong Chi Shangren lay down on the roof of the pavilion, grabbed the wine beside him with his other hand and took a sip, still cursing. But while cursing, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and the sky was getting dark. A layer of gray-white power spread down from the sky without any concealment.

enemy!

Dong Chishang was startled, and a circle of water-like ripples suddenly appeared on his body, and a circle of translucent light shield appeared on his body.

Bang!
A foot stepped down in the air.

A circle of translucent light curtain rose above the wooden building. This circle of light curtain merged with the aura of Master Dongchi and collided fiercely with the feet in the sky. With a "crack", the floor below the wooden building broke, the soil layer shook, and dense silk threads appeared from the void. Each floor of the pavilion was connected to a main peak of the Qionghua Sect.

The collision of forces lasted for several breaths before slowly subsiding.

No one could do anything to anyone.

"who!!"

After recovering from his shock, Master Dongchi was finally able to speak. He quickly redirected his strength, and the vital energy of heaven and earth around him surged, forming a protective shield that appeared around him.

“There really is a formation.”

The foot in the air retracted, and a turtle spirit with strange patterns on its back appeared above. Behind him, there stood a stranger in a green robe. Dong Chi Shangren didn't recognize these two people. He was not a cultivator from this world, so he naturally didn't know Chen Luo. He just thought that the other party was also a Nascent Soul cultivator from another world like him.

"Fairy Lingchi is a fourth-level formation master, so it's not surprising that she can set up a formation."

Chen Luo has been observing this formation.

He had heard of Fairy Lingchi's reputation as a fourth-rank formation master a long time ago. The lightning-inducing formation planned by the Seven Ancestors of Qionghua was set up by Fairy Lingchi.

"It's Changsheng Zhenjun!"

Some people in the crowd recognized Chen Luo. These people were all cultivators originally from the Tiannan Region.

"Didn't he ascend to heaven? Why is he back again?!"

"Oh no, hurry up and inform the Sect Master, Elder Dongchi may not be a match for us."

The noisy sound came from below, and Master Dongchi's face darkened. Since he came to the lower world, he had never encountered anything that went well. Now he could encounter enemies even when guarding the gate, which made him even more unhappy. The look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Luo and the flower-backed turtle also changed.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators are hard to see through, but their cultivation should be higher than his.

If it were any other place, Master Dongchi would definitely choose to keep things quiet, but this place was different. There was a formation set up by Fairy Lingchi here, and he felt that he could use it to cross the border and kill the enemy! But before taking action, he decided to be polite to the other party first. If the other party was willing to join them, maybe there would be no need to take action. Anyway, they were all bullying the natives, so there was no need for them, the visitors from the upper realm, to kill each other.

"Both of you."

boom!
Before he could finish his words, he saw the flower-backed turtle that had attacked him earlier took a step back. The man in green standing next to him raised his hand.

A heart-pounding aura appeared in the hands of the man in green.

Circles of dark brown power were drawn away and gathered towards the right hand of the man in green. The surrounding heaven and earth energy seemed to be frozen by frost. The means of controlling the heaven and earth energy of the Nascent Soul cultivators completely lost their effect at this moment. Only his hand remained between heaven and earth. He spread his palm and gently pressed down from top to bottom.

The palm turns into mountains, and the world becomes dark!
A strange murmur echoed in the shadows, and vaguely, it seemed as if a deceased old friend had walked out from the yin and yang, standing in the void and waving to him.

What kind of supernatural power is this? !

Master Dong Chi was horrified and subconsciously wanted to call upon the power of the formation to help him resist. However, as soon as he did so, he discovered something was wrong.

Looking back, he saw that the fourth-order formation that he relied on was broken at some point. The threads connecting the wooden building to the Seven Peaks of Qionghua were all broken in half. Without the power to make up for the formation, it collapsed from top to bottom like a rotten dead tree.

Bang!
There was a loud bang and wood chips flew everywhere.

The wooden building that Master Dongchi relied on collapsed with a loud bang under this palm. He looked like he was asleep, with a smile on his face, as he fell headfirst into the ground from the top. After struggling for a few times, he was silent.

Chen Luo clenched his five fingers in mid-air and pulled backwards.

The translucent power was drawn up from below, mixed with a ball of vague energy. It was the Nascent Soul of Master Dong Chi. Below, the body without the Nascent Soul had a ball of dark blue spiritual fire emerging from the chest. The flame spread along the chest and burned him to ashes in the blink of an eye.

The Lingchi disciples who were watching from all sides were filled with horror.

The scene they saw was completely different from what Master Dongchi saw. In their view, Master Dongchi was like a madman. First, he stood on the roof and talked to himself. Then, he mobilized the formation for no reason. After that, he fell down headfirst, and the wooden building under his feet also collapsed strangely.

The death was inexplicable.

"The formation was broken?"

Flower-backed turtle had long known that Chen Luo understood formations. When he was in the "Immortal Palace" before, he had seen Chen Luo's means of breaking formations. He could walk through such a complex formation as flat ground, not to mention the simple fourth-level formation below.

Chen Luofei fell down and took away Master Dongchi’s storage bag when he landed on the ground. He swept the soul flag and the remaining soul was swept away.

The movements were so skillful that the flower-backed turtle was stunned. (End of this chapter)