The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

Fierce attacks were launched time and again, and each impact made the light of the mountain protection formation dimmer.

Inside the Haiyun Building, many monks were in chaos.

Some monks collapsed to the ground, their faces pale, and they kept muttering to themselves.

"It's over, everything is over..."

Inside the shipping building.

Many disciples with lower cultivation levels were already frightened to the point of tears.

Some monks who were a little stronger had solemn expressions and cold sweat on their foreheads. They looked at the crumbling mountain protection formation with fear and despair in their eyes.

at this time.

In the core spiritual place of Haiyun Tower, several elders of Haiyun Tower were sitting cross-legged.

They looked at the mountain protection formation that was constantly under attack, their brows furrowed, with unprecedented anxiety and helplessness revealed on their faces.

"The Feitian Sect is coming with such force this time, I'm afraid we won't be able to resist them..."

An elder said in a trembling voice, his eyes full of powerlessness.

"We can't just sit there and wait for death!"

"When will the Sect Master come back? The Sect Master has reached the Dao Realm of the Primordial Spirit. As long as the Sect Master can come back, he will be able to resolve this crisis..."

Taoist Xuanming was once a legendary figure in Haiyun Tower. He had defeated many powerful enemies on his own and protected the peace of Haiyun Tower.

At this moment of life and death, everyone involuntarily placed their hopes on this leader.

At this moment, a voice sounded among the crowd.

"I'm afraid the master has passed away."

Everyone was shocked as if they were hit by a heavy hammer. They turned their heads suddenly and saw an elder who was usually taciturn with a sad face.

"What? Master, how could he...how could he..."

When everyone heard this, they all stopped what they were doing and looked terrified.

"This... How is this possible? How could the Taoist Yuanshen be so powerful and die?"

"What happened? How could the leader meet with an accident?"

Everyone was talking about it, and the feeling of fear spread quickly among the crowd like a plague.

Some monks' legs became weak and they could hardly stand.

The elder sighed slightly, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and spoke slowly.

"Not long ago, the head of the sect was bewitched by the demons and went to the Feitian Sect to look for deep-sea azurite mines. However, he was killed by two masters of swords and two mysterious monks."

"I have secretly investigated and found that the sea area has now become a desolate place..."

"Now what should we do? Feitianmen's attack is so fierce that we can't resist it at all!"

Everyone looked at each other and fell into silence for a moment.

They knew clearly that now that Taoist Xuanming was dead, Haiyun Tower had lost its last hope, and what was waiting for them might very well be a catastrophic disaster.

At this moment, the Tongtian Spirit Ship in the sky launched another attack, and the huge roar shook the ground.

A deep and firm voice echoed on the deck of the spirit ship.

"Activate the Golden Sun Suspended Sky Formation and the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Formation!"

As the voice fell, a buzzing sound of spiritual power suddenly came from the Tongtian Spiritual Ship.

Many disciples acted quickly. They each stood at the key point of the formation, quickly forming seals with their hands and chanting something.

In an instant, the clouds in the sky changed suddenly.

First, an extremely huge golden sun appeared out of nowhere, shining so brightly that it hurt people's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, dark clouds rolled in, covering the sky completely. Thick thunder flashed in the dark clouds, making a deafening roar.

In the Golden Sun Suspended Sky Formation, countless tiny golden rays of sunlight streaked across the sky like meteors and poured down towards the Haiyun Building's mountain protection formation.

Every ray of light contains terrifying power.

Wherever it went, the air was burned and distorted.

The thunder and storm in the rolling dark clouds were not to be outdone. They roared down like a dragon, and with the power to destroy the world, they fiercely slammed into the mountain protection formation.

The thunder and the golden sun's light intertwined together, forming a shocking picture.

The Canghai Tianlan formation of the Haiyun Building began to tremble violently under this powerful attack.

The light of the runes on the formation flickered, as if they would go out at any time.

"Hold on! We must hold on!" The monks of Haiyun Building shouted loudly. They tried their best to inject spiritual power into the mountain protection formation, trying to stabilize the formation.

However, without the support of Taoist Yuanshen, this mountain protection formation did not exert its due power.

The attacks of the Golden Sun Suspended Sky Formation and the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Formation came one after another like a tide.

Finally, with a loud bang that shook the earth, the light of the mountain protection formation completely dissipated, turning into countless fragments and scattering in the air.

"The formation is broken!"

The disciples of Feitianmen cheered excitedly.

Immediately afterwards, at the moment the formation was broken.

The monks on the Tongtian Spiritual Ship turned into streams of light and rushed towards the Haiyun Building.

See this.

"The sect has reached a moment of life and death. All disciples, listen up and form the Nine Palaces Black Turtle Formation!"

A white-haired elder shouted at the top of his lungs while quickly making hand gestures with his hands.

In an instant, hundreds of disciples behind him flashed and changed positions quickly like ghosts.

Rich spiritual energy surged out from their bodies and condensed into pieces of tortoise-shell shadows, enveloping everyone.

However, before the formation could be fully formed, the originally bright sky suddenly dimmed, as if covered by a huge shadow.

Two dark shadows were like meteorites streaking across the sky, tearing through the clouds with overwhelming force, and crashing to the ground with a terrifying pressure that made people's hearts flutter.

The man on the left was wearing a rustling black robe. When he raised his hand, thousands of dark blue flames appeared out of thin air, forming a sea of ​​fire.

The man on the right was wearing golden armor that was flashing with cold light, and in his hand was a spear that was spewing out flames. At this moment, the man gently swept the spear in his hand, which actually brought out bursts of dragon roars, as if a giant dragon was dancing on the tip of the spear.

"Quick! Stop them."

When the many monks in Haiyun Tower saw the two men rushing over, they hurried forward.

But the strength of those two was too strong. The moment they whistled out, the ghost fire in the sky poured down like a rainstorm. Any cultivator who was contaminated by the dark blue ghost fire was instantly turned into white bones.

And the monk holding the silver spear was even more terrifying. He swung the spear in his hand, and wherever he passed, the disciples within thirty feet were cut in half, and blood splattered everywhere. It was a horrible sight.

Even an elder at the True Person realm had no chance of fighting back against these two men.

"This, this is really terrible!"

This man was extremely powerful. In just a breath, he broke through the Nine Palaces Black Turtle Formation. Even the glazed tiles of the Haiyun Building were dyed a shocking red by the splattered blood.

"How dare you, Zhu Zi!"

The three purple-robed elders shouted angrily and flew up on their swords. Just as they raised their magic weapons into the air, the golden-armored monk suddenly flashed and turned into hundreds of afterimages.

There was only a flash of cold light, and the heads of the three purple-robed elders flew high into the air, with blood gushing out from their necks.

Then, the man hooked his five fingers on his abdomen like steel hooks, pulled out a golden pill, and then put it into his mouth and swallowed it.

"What are the origins of these two people? They are so terrifying!"

"Even the Purple Mansion Master can hardly stop them for a moment!"

At this moment, many monks in Haiyun Tower were horrified to find out.

Our men were in the enemy's sight and had no chance to fight back at all.

There were even a few elders at the realm of true person who, seeing the other party's momentum, thought of the head of Haiyun Tower, Taoist Xuanming.

"Could it be that they are two Taoist Primordial Spirits?"

Suddenly, a terrifying idea emerged in their minds.

It is impossible for an ordinary cultivator at the True Person realm to have such combat power.

How come the Feitian Sect is so powerful that it can gather three cultivators at the Yuanshen Dao realm?

The fighting spirit of the monks in Haiyun Tower completely collapsed at this moment.

Some people knelt down and begged for mercy in despair, but were crushed to pieces by the ruthless sword energy.

Someone turned around to flee, but ran headfirst into the sword formation of the Feitian Sect's disciples and was instantly strangled to death.

When Ye Yang slowly walked into the main hall of Haiyun Building, he saw the two evil stars standing quietly on the left and right in a pool of blood.

"Sorry to trouble you two fellow Taoists."

When the two heard Ye Yang's words, they shook slightly.

After a while, his appearance changed drastically, and he turned back into the appearance of the Three Dream Demon Kings and the Dragon King. (End of this chapter)