I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 479: Battle to Protect the Pavilion
Xuantian Pavilion.

The Shura blood domain is becoming more and more turbulent.

The rolling sea of ​​blood flooded over one mountain after another. As long as it flooded over four more mountains, it would reach the center of the mountain gate.

Many elite members of Xuantian Pavilion formed battle formations and charged out, but they still could not stop Ye Lingyuan's advance.

The back three of the four mountains have the key points of the Seven Star Killing Formation, which are closely related to it. Once they are lost, the power of the Seven Star Killing Formation will inevitably be greatly reduced or even collapse.

If they did not form the Seven Star Killing Formation, among the seven late Nascent Soul cultivators, only Qingxu and Xiao Lan could barely fight with Ye Lingyuan. Even if the other five joined forces, they would find it difficult to withstand a few moves.

Once these seven people are killed, the entire Xuantian Pavilion will become a slaughterhouse!
“Yuanrui, you will take charge of the formation flag on behalf of my master. Even if you use up your last bit of energy and even your Nascent Soul dies from exhaustion, you must not lose the formation flag!”

Watching the sea of ​​blood flood over another mountain and approach the fourth mountain closest to the center of the mountain gate, Qingxu's face suddenly darkened. He stood up abruptly and handed the formation flag in his hand to a middle-aged man behind him.

This middle-aged man is named Yuanrui, and he is Qingxu’s most proud disciple. He is only one step away from entering the late Nascent Soul realm.

"Disciple will follow the Master's orders!" Yuan Rui knelt on one knee and took the Seven Star Killing Formation flag.

"Junior Sister Xiao, it's time for you and me to go out of the mountain and fight!" Qingxu spoke loudly towards a treasure pavilion built on a nearby small hill.

As he spoke, the Xuantian Mirror hanging on the Xuantian Pavilion turned into a stream of light and flew towards the treasure pavilion.

"Yes, senior brother!" a clear voice sounded.

A beautiful figure in purple stepped out of the treasure pavilion and reached out to take the Xuantian Mirror.

At the same time, the woman raised her hand, and the battle flag flew into the hands of a tall woman behind her.

"Su Ying, this formation flag is in your hands. As long as the flag is there, the people are there!"

"Disciple will follow the Master's orders!" Su Ying took the battle flag and knelt on one knee to receive the order.

The chief and deputy chief of Xuantian Pavilion stepped out of the treasure pavilion and flew into the sea of ​​blood.

A Xuantian Mirror hangs above Xiao Lan's head, and flying knives surround his body.

The sword is three feet and seven inches long, with a narrow and straight blade like a crescent moon, frost marks faintly visible on the blade edge, a white tiger pattern cast on the spine of the sword, and nine bronze bells hanging from the tail.

Flying knives were lingering, the sword lights were sharp, and the murderous aura rose into the sky. A white tiger shadow appeared behind Xiao Lan, captivating people's hearts.

The name of the sword is White Tiger Evil. It is Xiao Lan's life-saving magic weapon, and it has a strong murderous aura.

There is a Xuanlong Pagoda hanging above Qingxu's head, with rays of colored glaze hanging down from it, and he holds a green spear in his hand.

This spear is called Qinglongzhi, and it is Qingxu's natal magic weapon.

The spear was twelve feet long and was carved from jade. The tip of the spear was a three-edged cone that pierced armor and had a faint glow of green dragon scales.

The spear shaft is wrapped with a lifelike relief of a blue dragon, with the dragon's tail extending to the end of the handle.

Qingxu walked with a spear in hand, surrounded by a faint green mist and dragon shadows swimming around him, making him look particularly majestic and domineering, completely sweeping away his usual gentleness and friendliness.

"Brother, it seems like you and I haven't worked together for nearly two hundred years!" Xiao Lan said calmly as the two walked side by side.

"Yes, it has been two hundred years. After this battle, I am afraid that you and I will never have the chance to join forces again! What a pity. As the head of Xuantian Pavilion and the lord of the Great Xuanyu, I am not broad-minded enough and too selfish. I thought that Ye Lingyuan would use Qingyuan Sect as a sacrifice. My Xuantian Pavilion can either fight or stay out of it depending on the situation.

So I didn't listen to you and took the initiative to open the mountain gate and invite Qingyuan Sect to enter Xuantian Pavilion to avoid disaster. As a result, I didn't expect Ye Lingyuan to use my Xuantian Pavilion as a sacrifice. I missed the opportunity to join forces with Qingyuan Sect to defend the mountain gate. Otherwise, the situation today might be different."

Qingxu was deeply moved, and his regret and self-blame were evident in his words.

"Now that things have come to this, why do you need to say more, senior brother! Besides, if you and I join forces, plus the power of the Seven Star Killing Formation, and the help of many disciples, there may be a chance to force back the old demon Ye!" Xiao Lan still had a calm face, but the murderous aura of the white tiger shadow behind him became stronger and stronger.

"Haha! You're right!" Qingxu suddenly laughed out loud, then swung the spear in his hand, which turned into a green light, and rushed towards the sea of ​​blood that was surging and approaching with both man and spear.

As soon as he entered the sea of ​​blood, the terrifying power of the blood domain barrier swept towards Qingxu from all directions and swallowed him up, causing the blood in his body to boil as if it was about to leave his body. However, his consciousness, true energy and magical power were heavily suppressed, and even their movement was difficult, as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

Qingxu was startled, but regained his composure in an instant.

The Xuanlong Pagoda suddenly rang with a bell sound, and a glazed light spread out, repelling the power of the Shura Blood Domain.

Qingxu suddenly felt his whole body lighten, as if relieved of a heavy burden, and he swung the Qinglong Sword violently, like a green dragon entering the sea, causing waves of blood to roll back and kill towards Ye Lingyuan's soul incarnation in the center of the blood domain.

Ye Lingyuan's eyes, like two rotating blood whirlpools, stagnated slightly. He shook his blood robe with his hand, and a rolling bloody aura rushed out. A three-meter-tall Shura Dharma body suddenly appeared in the blood domain.

The Shura Dharmakāya held a bloody soul-locking chain in his hand, stepped out, and whipped the Qinglong Zhe that was charging towards him.

Suddenly, the Soul-Locking Chain and the Azure Dragon fought each other, as if a blood dragon and a blue dragon were tumbling and fighting in a sea of ​​blood.

That Shura's Dharma body was very powerful. Even though Qingxu had the Xuanlong Pagoda to help break the blood domain's suppression, his Qinglong Lie was still only able to parry under the beating of the Soul Locking Chain. He had no power to fight back, let alone break through the sea of ​​blood and kill Ye Lingyuan's soul incarnation.

"Brother, let me help you!" A clear female voice sounded, and a ray of mirror-like light shone into the Shura Blood Domain.

The blood waves in the blood area rolled back to both sides, revealing a passage.

A white sword light, revealing the shadow of a white tiger, rushed into the Shura Blood Domain along the passage, and slashed directly at the incarnation of the soul.

Seeing this, Ye Lingyuan's bloodshot eyes paused again. He raised his hands and cast a spell. The Shura's body actually grew another head and two arms, becoming a body with two heads and four arms.

The other arms of this Shura's Dharma body held a huge bone knife with drops of blood hanging on it.

The bone knife chopped forward, revealing the appearance of a white bone demon, and it fought with the white tiger phantom in the knife light.

Qingxu and Xiao Lan, two top late Nascent Soul cultivators, used the two great pavilion-guarding spiritual treasures, the Xuanlong Pagoda and the Xuantian Mirror, to protect themselves and fought their way into the Shura Blood Domain, finally making Ye Lingyuan feel a lot of pressure.

Originally, the soul could mobilize the rolling spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish most of the mana consumption. Now Ye Lingyuan not only had to face the attacks of seven golden-armored divine soldiers and many magical weapons outside, but also had to face the fierce attacks of Qingxu and Xiao Lan. The speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth finally fell far behind the consumption of mana.

The sea of ​​blood finally stopped in the air in front of the last fourth mountain, and it continued to surge and surge, making waves of shocking collisions and shrill ghost howlings.

However, the sea of ​​blood did not remain stagnant for long before Ye Lingyuan became a little impatient. He snorted coldly, and a drop of blood that was so bright red that it was almost eerie oozed out from between his eyebrows.

The blood seemed to have life, with a heartbeat sound coming from it.

As the blood seeped out, Ye Lingyuan's soul incarnation suddenly shrank by one size.

"No, that's his soul clone, stop it!" Qingxu's expression changed drastically when he saw this, and he shouted loudly. He shook the spear violently, and the spear broke into two. One of the spears stabbed towards the drop of strange blood that was about to rush out of the sea of ​​blood.

"How can I allow you to be so presumptuous in my blood domain!" A sinister and domineering voice sounded, and a blood wave rose up, turning into a huge blood palm, which directly grabbed the spear.

"Where are you going!" Xiao Lan also sent out a white sword light, trying to cut off the drop of strange blood.

But a wave of blood also rose up, revealing a bloody knife, which blocked the knife light from Xiao Lan.

That drop of strange blood rushed out of the blood domain and hung in the air. Then it unexpectedly transformed into another Ye Lingyuan, who was wearing a blood robe, with long hair hanging upside down like a river of blood, and a sticky bloody aura surrounding him.

Ye Lingyuan took a step forward and stood on the fourth to last mountain.

His blood-red hair suddenly spread out like countless tentacles, covering the entire mountain.

Blood-colored tentacles pierced into the Xuantian Pavilion monks who were stationed on the mountaintops and were using the power of the formation to attack the blood domain's magic weapons from afar.

In the blink of an eye, all of these Xuantian Pavilion monks collapsed rapidly like broken blood bags and turned into mummies one after another.

Ye Lingyuan's figure in the air became even taller, and the bloody aura around him became increasingly condensed. Blood kept dripping from his blood-red robe, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

“Qingxu, Xiaolan, you entered my blood domain. It seemed that you stopped me, but you were also trapped in my blood domain. In the huge Xuantian Pavilion, who can stop my clone? Haha!”

Ye Lingyuan's arrogant laughter echoed in Xuantian Pavilion. His clone stepped over the fourth-to-last mountain and headed towards the third-to-last mountain.

"Stop him! Stop him!" Huang Miao and others who were stationed on the seven small hills of the main peak of Xuantian Pavilion showed a trace of panic in their eyes when they saw this, and shouted loudly.

As the seven people shouted, rays of precious light flew towards the third-to-last mountain, surrounded Ye Lingyuan's soul clone and launched a fierce attack.

But no one was his match.

With a thrust of his bloody claws, one person exploded and died, and the surging blood was swallowed into his mouth like a whale sucking water.

With a point of his finger, a stream of blood shot out and pierced a person.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Qingxu and Xiao Lan were filled with grief and anger when they saw that no disciple outside the Blood Domain could stop Ye Lingyuan's spiritual clone. They rushed forward madly, and Qingxu even used a secret method to suddenly burn the power of his Nascent Soul.

Qingxu suddenly burst out with a secret method, and actually broke the soul-locking chain into pieces with one spear. Shurafa retreated continuously, and his figure suddenly became much fainter.

Qingxu took the opportunity to rush out of the blood zone.

The third-to-last mountain is related to the Seven Star Killing Formation. Once it is lost, Xuantian Pavilion will certainly not be able to force Ye Lingyuan back, and its destruction is only a matter of time.

Qingxu had no choice but to use his secret technique and fight desperately.

When Ye Lingyuan saw that Qingxu was about to rush him out of the Shura Blood Domain, the criss-crossing blood lines on his face began to twist, and a hint of surprise and unwillingness flashed in the vortex of his bloodshot eyes.

Qingxu's strength, decisiveness and courage were beyond his imagination.

"Click! Click! Click!"

But just as Qingxu was about to break out of the Shura Blood Domain, the Xuanlong Pagoda made a cracking sound.

(End of this chapter)