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

As the words of Fairy Lingbo fell.

The vast sound of the piano above the East China Sea came to an abrupt halt like a torn silk, and the slender white jade fingers of the Lingbo Fairy hung above the strings elegantly yet with a bit of sharpness.

The next moment, a cold light suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"go with!"

The moment the words fell, the sound of the piano surged again.

After a while, the sea monsters were injured by the sound of the piano and a large number of them were killed or injured.

The Evil King Sword in Ye Yang's hand seemed to sense the tense atmosphere and let out a clear dragon roar, like the roar of a dragon.

The light flowing on the blade collided violently with the demonic energy in the sea fog, making a "hissing" sound, as if two forces were fighting a desperate battle.

"The South China Sea Dragon Palace actually..."

Before Fairy Lingbo finished her words, the calm sea surface was suddenly stirred as if by an invisible giant hand.

A huge wave exploded, and in the wave, dozens of sea monsters broke out of the water. They looked like mermaids but had six arms, and each arm seemed to contain infinite power.

The scales glowed with an eerie purple-black light, appearing particularly eerie in the dim light.

"The Moon-lit Pearl of the Sea is the treasure of the South China Sea that suppresses the Sea Eye."

Ye Yang held the Evil King's Sword horizontally in front of him, his eyes solemn.

"Now that the demons have just suppressed the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, they are stirring up trouble in the South China Sea. It seems that they have great intentions. I am afraid it is time for an all-out attack."

As soon as Ye Yang finished speaking, the leading sea monster let out a strange cry.

All six arms waved together, and six water arrows with pungent fishy smells shot out, cutting through the air and shooting towards Ye Yang with a whistling sound.

Ye Yang didn't move at all, he just used the Sky-Splitting Sword Technique and a green light flashed.

The Void Red Lotus Sword turned into a stream of light and cut down all the water arrows like a flash of lightning.

Then, he swung the Evil King Sword in his right hand fiercely, and a huge sword energy as big as a sky wound and a mountain broke through the air.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the countless sea monsters in front were cut in half, blood splattered, and the smell of blood filled the air.

At this time, Fairy Lingbo gently raised her white hand, and the shining Twenty-Eight Constellations array lit up again, but there was a hint of murderous aura in the starlight.

Each ray of starlight seemed to be endowed with life, transforming into a three-foot-long green blade, shuttling through the group of sea monsters and strangling them.

Wherever they went, the sea monsters wailed.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, continue!"

Fairy Lingbo suddenly raised her voice, which was clear and pleasant, yet carried an unquestionable majesty.

Seven sound waves burst out from the strings, vibrating in the air as if they were real.

Ye Yang understood what he meant, and he crossed his swords to create a cross of light blades, which shone with a cold light.

The sound waves and light blades merged in mid-air, and a wonderful change occurred. They turned into a giant star net covering a hundred feet. The starlight was flickering, and the sword energy was overflowing, covering all the remaining sea monsters.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded, as if thunder had exploded in the sky, and a huge whirlpool was blown out on the sea surface.

The sea water was spinning madly, as if it was a huge black hole that was about to swallow everything.

When the mist gradually dissipated, only floating demon corpses and blood water glowing purple remained on the sea.

After seeing these sea monsters die.

The surviving monks in Yuyang City immediately cheered loudly, and their voices resounded through the sky.

“Finally safe!”

"No matter how powerful these demons are, they are no match for us righteous monks!"

"Thanks to Senior Ye and Fairy Lingbo"

Amid cheers, Han Qizhi limped up to the city wall, leaning on his broken sword, a hint of luck in his eyes for having survived the calamity.

He looked at the demon corpse floating on the sea, and suddenly his pupils shrank: "Wait! In the distance..."

At this moment, Ye Yang also sensed something. His gaze passed over the crowd and looked towards the distant horizon. He could vaguely see that above the sea level, more demon monks seemed to have sensed the horror of Yuyang City and were gradually moving away.

Ye Yang walked up to Fairy Lingbo and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Lingbo, Yuyang City must be rebuilt. From the current perspective, the demons seem to regard this place as the first fortress to attack." "That's exactly what I want. Before I came here, the head of the sect had repeatedly instructed that the sect could transfer another 3,000 monks to help. We can take this opportunity to rebuild and build houses for the new monks."

Hearing this, Ye Yang also breathed a sigh of relief.

Once the number of cultivators in Yuyang City increases greatly, it will also be a good thing for the East China Sea defense line where Feitianmen is located.

At this time, Fairy Lingbo took out a set of thirty-six giant star flags. Each of these flags was about ten feet long, triangular in shape, and emitting a mysterious glow.

The next moment, Fairy Lingbo threw down the huge flag and planted it in various places in the city according to the positions of the stars in the sky.

Every time a flag falls, bright stars will light up in the corresponding direction. The stars are intertwined together, like a huge light net, guarding the city.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, can you lend me your sword?"

She suddenly shouted softly, her voice clear and powerful.

Ye Yang understood, and the sword in his hand flew out, drawing two graceful arcs in the air.

Fairy Lingbo made a hand gesture and the sword floated in the air above the center of the formation, turning into the poles of yin and yang.

At this moment, the Void Red Lotus Sword was hidden in the void, emitting red light all over its body, like a red lotus shining in the sky, attracting the vast and clear air of the East China Sea, and the yang energy gathered to form a bright column of light.

The Evil King's Sword represents Yin and is inserted into the ground, connecting to the evil energy in the earth veins. The evil energy surges and is extremely cold and gloomy. After a while, giant black dragons emerge from the earth veins.

At the intersection of yin and yang, a huge sword formation slowly took shape, exuding a mysterious and powerful force.

"What a great sword formation!"

Han Qizhi, who had hurried over, was surprised when he saw this scene, his eyes full of admiration and praise.

Ye Yang looked at the city wall that was under construction.

There, hundreds of craftsmen were repairing the city walls of Yuyang City. After a while, the dilapidated city walls were re-poured and shaped with molten iron, and the repair was completed.

In the past few days, Ye Yang stayed temporarily in Yuyang City. Under the support of Ye Yang and Lingbo Fairy, Yuyang City was no longer attacked and everything was calm.

Supply resources from the rear and all over the place also arrived quickly to help Yuyang City repair the formation. On this day, the 3,000 cultivators promised by Taixu Taoism finally arrived, and the threat to Yuyang City was alleviated a lot for a while.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, it seems our perseverance has not been in vain."

Fairy Lingbo stood on the city wall, her aqua blue Taoist robe fluttering gently in the morning breeze.

She looked at the vast spiritual light appearing on the distant horizon, and a long-lost smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The spiritual light poured down like a galaxy, and several huge spiritual boats slowly flew over. They were the army of three thousand monks promised by the Taixu Taoist sect.

The spiritual light in the distance gradually came closer, and I could see clearly that the leader was an old Taoist standing on a green jade gourd. Behind him were three thousand monks, each holding a magical weapon, and their momentum was as great as a rainbow.

What was even more surprising was that there were dozens of spirit boats filled with supplies following behind the team.

"Uncle Xuanyu is leading the team personally!"

The fairy Lingbo on the city wall couldn't help but exclaim loudly, with uncontrollable surprise and excitement.

This Taoist Xuanyu has a great reputation in the Yuanshen Dao realm and has extraordinary strength.

He is proficient in mysterious Taoism and is good at using various rare treasures. He is quite famous in the world of cultivation.

Ye Yang and Fairy Lingbo flew up at the same time and rushed towards Taoist Xuanyu like two streams of light.

Taoist Xuanyu saw the two of them from afar, a kind smile appeared on his face, he raised his hand and bowed, and said loudly.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, Fairy Lingbo, I am not late for your visit this time, am I?"

"Master uncle arrived at the right time."

The fairy Lingbo has a light and graceful figure. She bends her knees slightly and salutes gracefully. Her voice is clear and pleasant, like the sound of a yellow oriole singing in a valley.

Ye Yang also spoke.

"With the help of Fellow Daoist Xuanyu, Yuyang City will surely be impregnable, and the demons will never be able to take even a single step into it."

Taoist Xuanyu stroked his long beard, nodded slightly, and smiled gently.

Suddenly, he looked around vigilantly, then lowered his voice and spoke seriously.

"I received a secret report on the way that the main force of the demon clan is quietly gathering at the Black Water Abyss. Judging from the situation... it seems that they are waiting for some key object or key person. This is quite strange."

The next moment, he waved his long sleeves lightly, and a light blue soundproof barrier quickly spread around the three people like ripples, isolating the noise from the outside world.

His white eyebrows were tightly knitted into the shape of a "川" character, his face was full of solemnity, and his voice was extremely low, as if he was afraid that it would be heard by some unknown existence. (End of this chapter)