Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 844: The Demonic Cave is Lost
There are six Nascent Soul cultivators on their side.

Apart from Peng Yingzong who cannot act rashly and must control the overall situation, among the other five people, only the white-haired elder and the young Taoist priest have sufficient cultivation and are the most suitable people to break the formation.

The two of them were quite self-aware. As soon as Peng Yingzong opened his mouth, the young Taoist priest standing behind him stepped forward, bowed his head, and said loudly: "Brother Peng, Guo is willing to go."

Although he suspected that Jiang had other intentions, he had no objection to the idea of ​​going out to fight the demon cultivators. Instead, he was willing to take the initiative to assume his responsibilities.

"it is good!"

Peng Yingzong's expression brightened up and he stretched out his hand to hand over the thing in his hand.

"This is our sect's 'Thousand-Force Formation-Breaking Shuttle'. I will give it to Junior Brother Guo to use."

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for the treasure."

Taoist Guo was delighted and quickly took the treasure, looking it over.

He had heard of the name of this treasure, but had never seen it. Today, Senior Brother Peng generously gave it to him, which showed that the final moment had indeed come.

Peng Yingzong nodded and said, "The methods used by demon cultivators are endless and they are ferocious, treacherous and changeable. Junior Brother Guo must be careful."

Having fought against the devil cultivators more than once or twice, Taoist Guo would not take it lightly and immediately responded with a solemn expression.

He held the Formation-Breaking Shuttle in his palm and after a few moments of manipulation, he threw it into the air.

The shuttle entered the air, shaking silently. First, the clouds collapsed, and countless terrifying forces were generated out of nowhere. Then, a howling wind swept through, and the sky and the earth became dark. A point of light lit up from the tip of the shuttle.

The next moment, Taoist Guo waved his sleeves, and a terrifying force tore through the restraints like a thousand horses galloping, falling down recklessly and condensing on one point.

But there was a sound as if glass was shattering, and in just a moment, the outer magic formation collapsed.

Seeing dozens of low-level demon cultivators appear, Taoist Guo's eyes turned cold. He put away the spirit shuttle that could break the formation, and then turned into a purple rainbow, like the sun breaking through the sky, piercing through the clouds, and killing all the way to the surface.

After wiping out all the low-level demon cultivators, he immediately used the treasure shuttle again.

But this time, before he could achieve anything, a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator with an old face and gray beard came out to greet him.

Taoist Guo was not worried but happy, and shouted secretly: "I've been waiting for you!"

He summoned his spirit, concentrated the Dharma in his chest, and shouted. Then he saw a purple divine rope rushing forward and in the blink of an eye it rushed in front of the demon cultivator.

The old demon cultivator was already familiar with the other party's Taoism, so he waved his hand calmly and pointed at the magic formation behind him. Then, streams of foul air gushed out and spread everywhere.

In an instant, black smoke emerged from under the altar and condensed into countless white bone ghost soldiers.

He chuckled, raised his hand, and these white-skeletal ghost soldiers each rode on the tragic fog and cold wind, rushing towards the divine rope with overwhelming force.

There was a purple refining energy attached to the divine rope. With a sweep, it affected an area of ​​several miles, and nearly ten thousand white-bone ghost soldiers were smashed into pieces on the ground.

But before Taoist Guo could feel happy, he saw the broken bones rising shakily into the air, flashing a few times before closing up again and rejoining the army of bones.

The Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator saw this and couldn't help but nod and smile in his heart.

He used the magic array as the basis. As long as the turbid air in the array continued, the white bone ghost soldiers would continue to emerge.

If Taoist Guo couldn't find the pivot, he could at least hold the other party back for half a day...

Since Taoist Guo dared to stand up, he was naturally not a fool. He knew that it was meaningless to entangle with the evil soldiers transformed by the formation energy. It would only waste mana and time. Therefore, he had been trying to find the center of the formation long before entering the formation.

However, after a long time, he still couldn't find a clue, and couldn't help but think:
"Time is running out. If even I, the vanguard, take too long, how can we suppress the demon cave? We need to break through this place as soon as possible."

Thinking of this, he decisively opened his mouth and spit out a round bead, which spun in the air, and a thin ray of light pointed towards a certain place in the formation.

However, after emitting a ray of light, the round bead suddenly dimmed and no longer moved with any energy.

A trace of heartache flashed in Taoist Guo's eyes. He didn't want to waste any more time and jumped to follow the light.

With the guidance of the light, he walked only ten thousand feet before finding the core of the magic array. With determination in his heart, he swung the spirit shuttle down without hesitation.

The Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator had just caught up at this time, and he never expected that he would find the core of the formation so quickly. He was immediately shocked and hurriedly grabbed a talisman and threw it into the air.

But Taoist Guo reacted quickly, and without looking back, he summoned the Purple Divine Rope and knocked the talisman to the ground.

The powerful array-breaking shuttle landed on the center of the array without any hindrance, instantly causing turbid air to fill the sky and causing the magic array to collapse.

Seeing that defeat was inevitable and irreversible, the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator simply waved his hand to recall the talisman, then cursed inwardly and fled in panic...

"it is good!"

High in the sky, Peng Yingzong and his group laughed in unison, obviously feeling that Taoist Guo had set a good example.

The white-haired elder was eager to make a move and said, "Elder Peng, it's not appropriate for Junior Brother Guo to go alone without anyone to help. Why not let us join forces and charge together? We should be able to break through the remaining magic array in one fell swoop."

Peng Yingzong nodded, this was exactly what he meant.

After glancing at his fellow disciples behind him, he issued an order: "Elder Yang, Elder Sun, you two will attack the formation gate from the east inward. Elder Wu, you will follow Elder Li and advance from the west, while I will attack from the north."

"Every time you break a formation, you will be rewarded with a thousand pots of spirit. Every time you kill a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator, I will record a great merit for him!"

"Yes!"

Everyone shouted in unison and immediately took the order and left.

In an instant, a group of clouds several miles in size spread out in the east, west and north directions, and together with Taoist Guo heading south, they joined together, creating a powerful and surging force like a tide.

Such a big commotion naturally did not escape Han Cang and others who were paying close attention.

Seeing Peng Yingzong and the others entering the battle array, Yan Xinjue's eyes lit up and he immediately stepped forward and said, "Envoy Han, the time has come!"

Several people behind him also became excited at the same time and came over.

Han Cang carefully sensed it for a moment, his eyes gleaming with brilliance. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "The Ziji Sect is stronger than the Chunyang Sect. I will lead the team there myself."

"Envoy Yan, you must also keep an eye on them. If Chunyangtian reveals a flaw, you will lead the team there."

Yan Xinjue was extremely excited, but he still nodded solemnly.

Han Cang took out a talisman from his sleeve and slapped it lightly. Suddenly, a breeze surrounded his body, and he became like mist and clouds, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

The three demon cultivators behind him also acted according to the law.

Seeing that they were all well prepared, Han Cang nodded at them, and the four of them each practiced their profound skills.

In an instant, four faint rays of spiritual light followed the weak lines and rushed towards the magic cave in the Ziji Sect at lightning speed.

This talisman is amazing. Wherever it passes, the spiritual energy it stirs up is noticeable, but the Xuanmen formation is completely unaffected by it.

But just before passing the magic formation where Peng Yingzong and others were, Peng Yingzong, who was casting a spell to break the formation and fighting with Feng Bai, suddenly cried out in surprise and turned his head abruptly to look somewhere in the distant sky.

"Why are there such strange spiritual fluctuations?"

His heart was beating fast, and he was about to release his divine sense to investigate more carefully when he saw several beams of light filled with demonic energy approaching rapidly towards them from afar.

This commotion was much louder than the weak inspiration just now. Not only did he notice it, but even Taoist Guo and the others saw it. Their faces changed drastically, and they shouted loudly, "Elder Peng, the demonic cultivators are coming to help! Jiang Xiuqi has deceived us!"

Peng Yingzong's heart sank. Even though he had been prepared, he was still extremely angry when he saw the reinforcements from the demon cultivators arriving here so quickly.

If he wasn't prepared to offer support, why did he make such a promise? Seeing the reinforcements approaching, his eyes widened, he sighed heavily, and said in a voice transmission, "The enemy is strong, so retreat..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A loud laugh suddenly came from the distance.

"Why do you say that, Fellow Daoist Guo? How could I, Daoist Jiang, go back on my word?"

Amidst the loud noises, the three Yuanying Taoists of the Jiang family came from behind and advanced before the demon cultivators could come to their aid, forcing them to stop.

The white-haired elder was startled for a moment, then filled with ecstasy. He transmitted a message to Peng Yingzong, "It's Jiang Mingyuan, the sixth son of the Jiang family. I knew the Jiang family wouldn't deceive us!"

Jiang Mingyuan has powerful cultivation and is well-known throughout the entire Central Continent. Sending him to help shows the sincerity of the Jiang family.

Taoist Guo's face froze. After an awkward smile, he didn't even respond and plunged into the magic formation again.

Peng Yingzong heaved a sigh of relief and said loudly to Jiang Mingyuan, "Thank you all for coming to help us. We at Ziji Sect will always remember this kindness."

Jiang Mingyuan laughed heartily and said, "Okay, okay. With Jiang here, I won't let anyone disturb Fellow Daoist Peng!"

At the same time, Han Cang and the other three had already rushed to the front of the magic cave.

During this trip, the layers of spiritual formations seemed to have no effect, and the journey went much smoother than they had expected.

Looking at the last spiritual formation in front of him, Han Cang looked around and successfully found the weak point based on the records on the talisman.

He waved his hand casually, drawing a wisp of spiritual energy from the surroundings. After it merged with the spiritual formation, he saw a crack silently appearing in front of him.

"Walk."

He took the lead, and the remaining three followed closely behind.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Four figures flashed in succession, and Han Cang and his four companions successfully reached the deepest point.

"what?"

The Ziji Sect member who was maintaining the formation saw the four figures. Due to the faint spiritual light surrounding them, he did not make a fuss and only subconsciously asked:

"Who are you? Are you the fellow cultivators who came to help? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Han Cang remained silent, while a red-shirted demon cultivator behind him smiled grimly, opened his mouth and sucked. Suddenly, all the blood and essence of the Zi Ji sect member burst out of his body, gathered into a stream, and flowed into his mouth.

The sudden scene frightened the Ziji disciples in the distance.

"Demon...it's a demon cultivator. A demon cultivator has broken in!"

After a brief silence, many Ziji disciples trembled with fear and their legs became weak.

He finally managed to muster up some strength to escape, but the man in the blood-stained robe sucked him in again.

"Boom bang bang..."

But then a series of explosions were heard, and dozens of streams of blood gushed out like pillars. Many Purple Extreme cultivators in the field, whether they were foundation-building cultivators or Golden Core True Immortals, all died in an instant.

"stop!"

An old man in a purple robe arrived late. Looking at the scene in front of him which was like hell, he felt his eyes bloodshot and was extremely frightened.

He was also a Nascent Soul cultivator, but because he had not much time left to live and his realm was only at the initial stage, he had been wandering in the rear. Only then was Peng Yingzong specifically designated to stay in the formation so that he could cooperate with the spiritual formation to assist everyone in any emergency.

Just now he was extremely worried about Peng Yingzong and others, until Jiang came, he finally felt relieved.

But who would have thought that while the battle situation in front was stable, there was a shocking change behind him!

Looking at Han Cang and the other three, he felt as if a thunderbolt flashed over his head, and his heart beat like a drum.

What's happening here?
There's clearly no sign of the formation being broken, so why are four demon cultivators appearing here?!

"Stop? You're telling me to stop?"

The red-shirted demon cultivator laughed sinisterly and made almost no movement. His entire figure shot out like an arrow, leaving behind a long red rainbow.

The old man in purple robe was horrified and hurriedly used his magic power to rush up to the sky. At the same time, he waved his sleeves, scattering sand and gravel all over the sky, with countless sharp edges, falling like a rainstorm.

But the red-shirted demon cultivator did not dodge. He just shook his shoulders and his whole body turned into a ball of blood light, allowing the sand and gravel to cover him like an alley, without stopping for a moment.

The purple-robed old man's face turned pale as paper. He flew a short distance before being pounced upon by a flash of blood. After draining all his blood and essence, not even his Nascent Soul could escape...

While the two were fighting, Han Cang and others were not idle either. After wiping out all the remaining monks in the formation, they each took out the base of the magic formation that they had prepared long ago from their sleeves.

Divide into four directions and arrange them one by one.

In an instant, the inspiration was abruptly cut off, replaced by rolling demonic energy and endless turbid air.

Then the ground shook violently, and a beam of demonic light shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire sky. Its surging momentum was almost like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting.

In the distance, Peng Yingzong and others who were fighting with the demon cultivators noticed something and couldn't help but look into the distance.

But just this one glance made them freeze in place, their faces pale.

"What...what's going on?"

Taoist Guo muttered, even his hands were shaking slightly.

The white-haired elder had lost his voice and his mind was blank.

Peng Yingzong's face became even more embarrassed, and his gaze immediately turned to Jiang Mingyuan and the other two.

Before he could quietly pass through layers of spiritual formations and reach the magic cave, he would never believe that anyone had leaked the details of the spiritual formations!
He naturally believed in his own family, and the only doubt fell on the Jiang family's people who had entered more than once.

But when he looked over, he discovered that Jiang Mingyuan and the other two were equally shocked, their pupils constricted, and their reactions did not seem fake.

"Isn't it Jiang?"

His forehead was covered in cold sweat, showing that he was in a state of anxiety.

Jiang Mingyuan noticed something and couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

He didn't know what Jiang Xiuqi was planning, so from his perspective, Ziji Sect was somewhat ungrateful.

They tried their best to help each other, but in the end they were met with suspicion.

However, the atmosphere at this time was extremely bad, and even he didn't want to offend him.

"Brother Peng, the Demon Cave has been lost. We will wait for the next step..."

Taoist Guo looked young, but he was the first one to calm down his fear. However, looking at the distant sky where the demonic energy was rising into the sky, he was still paused.

Peng Yingzong shook his head secretly, remembering the strange spiritual fluctuations he had just sensed. He said in a deep voice, "I just hope that there aren't many demon cultivators sneaking into the demon cave. If not, we will have no choice but to retreat..."

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(End of this chapter)