Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 851 After you sing, I will appear on stage

"Yes!"

Lang Yuanwu was cheered up, stomped his feet, and burst into a flash of light, then rushed out of the formation.

Taoist Mingyin was at this moment happily driving the tide when he suddenly saw a young Taoist priest coming towards him. Judging from his cultivation, he was actually at the late stage. He couldn't help but shout in shock, "Are you the mad Taoist Feng Yangde?"

The Xuanyin Sect is located in the westernmost part of Zhongzhou. The monks in the sect often breathe and eat in the dark and extremely dark place and rarely travel far, so he really couldn't recognize who the visitor was.

Seeing that he admitted his mistake, Lang Yuanwu was too lazy to correct him. He just pinched the secret technique, and his robe sleeves fluttered without wind, and colorful rays of light emerged from them, spreading towards the dark tide.

The glow of the sunset seems illusory and uncertain, but it is actually real and tangible. When it suddenly flashes after surrounding the tide, it immediately stops the rushing water.

Taoist Mingyin was shocked in his heart, but he did not show it on his face. He snorted coldly, "You are indeed arrogant. Well, let me meet you for a while!"

He stretched out his hand, took the gourd in his hand, and shook it slightly, and another river poured out, rushing and merging into the original waves, and the momentum suddenly increased by three points.

The waves rolled and the sound was like thunder.

But even after advancing another thousand feet, he still could not break through the heavy clouds of light.

Taoist Mingyin frowned and changed his method decisively. He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of Yellow Spring Air, which whimpered and gathered into wind, like a yellow dragon moving, blowing up flying sand all over the sky, covering the whole sky and colliding with the colorful clouds.

The next moment, the colorful curtain was torn into pieces, and above the sky, there were thousands of rays of light, like colorful clouds flying across.

Seeing this, Taoist Mingyin was delighted and was about to use all his skills to pursue the young Taoist. However, before he could do anything, the young Taoist waved his sleeves and a seven-foot, seven-section mace flew out from his sleeves.

This mace is golden all over and extremely agile. It suddenly flashes to the top of the "Yellow Dragon" and then falls down gently, bringing up a golden rainbow.

"call!"

The Yellow Dragon shook violently several times, emitting a wail. After holding on for a few breaths, it could no longer bear the weight and scattered with a roar...

Taoist Mingyin felt a chill in his heart. This Yellow Spring Qi had been refined in an extremely cold place for a hundred years. It could captivate the soul, dissolve flesh and bones. Now that he was in the late stage of the realm, it was difficult to control it.

But now, it was broken by a nameless person...

His eyes flickered twice, and he thought to himself, "This person is quite powerful. Although I am not afraid of fighting him, this trip is ultimately to dispel the demon cave. If it takes too long, it will inevitably lose sight of the main goal. This just happened to satisfy others."

Thinking of this, he looked to the side and shouted, "Fellow Daoist He, what are you still standing there for? Let's work together to capture this man!"

The Taoist nun in hemp clothes was startled, but reacted quickly. She swung the whisk in her hand, and thousands of rays of light flew towards Lang Yuanwu.

Although her action was hasty, it was so powerful that it was no less powerful than that of Taoist Mingyin.

Lang Yuanwu was prepared. He raised his mace into the air. The seven-foot, seven-section golden mace turned around and grew bigger and bigger. In a moment, it became a thousand-foot-long giant.

Thousands of rays of light coiled up like snakes, making crackling sounds wherever they touched.

The nun in hemp clothes pulled with her backhand, and the light between the two places suddenly stretched straight, and the golden mace trembled, as if it was about to be pulled down from the sky.

At this time, Taoist Mingyin was excited. He felt that the opportunity had come. He opened his mouth and exhaled another stream of Yellow Springs Air, rushing forward with a roar.

Lang Yunwu never thought that he was so decisive. His face suddenly changed and he quickly threw out a five-colored magic sword. Then he turned his attention to the golden mace, intending to pull it out.

But the Taoist nun in hemp clothes saw his embarrassment, so how could she let him get what he wanted? She pointed her finger, and thousands of rays of light split together, trying their best to suppress the trembling thousand-foot giant mace that was about to fly away.

Taoist Mingyin found the right opportunity and drove the "Yellow Dragon" straight in, swallowing the five-colored magic sword in one gulp. His speed increased instead of decreasing, and he rushed straight towards the figure.

Lang Yuanwu is indeed in the late stage and can fight with any of them with the power of spiritual treasures, but once he exceeds this limit, he seems to be a little stretched.

At the critical moment, Feng Mingde in the formation raised his sleeves and waved them. The multi-colored light formation immediately released dozens of colorful lights hundreds of feet long to block the "yellow dragon", and then wrapped up Lang Yuanwu and brought him back to the depths.

"Ugh!"

Taoist Mingyin sighed deeply with regret, realizing that he had missed a great opportunity.

He peered into the depths, then turned back and called out, "Fairy Yaoguang, the Luoxia Tianzong is nothing to be feared. I think we should quickly work together to break the formation and dispel the demonic cave before it solidifies!"

After this test, his confidence increased greatly.

Even though Luoxia Tianzong had set up many large formations in advance and all the disciples came out in full force, it was actually useless. At most, it could only delay some time.

The outcome of this battle will be decided by the cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage.

After all, Luoxia Tianzong only has two late-stage cultivators, while they have more than three times the number of the other side!
Such a huge disparity in numbers cannot be made up by just a few formations.

They didn't need to take any shortcuts; as long as they could crush the opponent with overwhelming force, victory would only be a matter of time...

Yaoguang naturally understood this logic, but she also had her own worries.

She tilted her head and gazed into the distance, gazing intently at a corner of the sky. There, a sea of ​​clouds drifted, stained with demonic energy, turning it gray and appearing somewhat oppressive...

"Chief Envoy, did she... notice that I was waiting?"

In the sea of ​​clouds, a group of five people were flying in the air, quietly watching the situation in front of the formation. They were Han Cang and others.

Looking at the figure in the white dress from afar, their eyes seemed to collide. Han Cang curled his lips and smiled, then waved his hand to remove the cover and revealed himself in the air.

As soon as the five people appeared, Miao Yan and others immediately noticed something, their faces changed and they all turned around to look.

After seeing the demon cultivator, Miao Yan's face darkened and she said, "Daoyou Yaoguang, Han Cang is here as expected."

Since they received the message, they knew that the biggest difficulty of this trip was not with Luoxia Tianzong, but with Han Cang and others.

I had originally wanted to finish off the Luoxia Tianzong before the other party arrived and seize the initiative, but I didn't expect Han Cang to come so quickly.

Yaoguang kept her gaze fixed on Han Cang. After watching for a moment, she saw that he had no intention of taking action, and she immediately understood.

Unlike the Xuanmen side who only needed to break the formation and disperse the magic cave, the magic cultivators had to protect the magic cave and keep it solid, and also had to keep an eye on Feng Yangde so that he could not use the clear energy to suppress it. This was quite complicated and troublesome.

If I don't take action now, I think I'll be the one who benefits the most...

Yaoguang remained calm and said, "Don't worry about it. Let's solve the problem at hand first."

Miao Yan and the others were slightly moved and nodded silently.

After this matter was agreed upon, everyone rose up from the smoke and attacked the battle formation together.

Seeing the renewed momentum within the formation, the old demon Xuehuang became excited and eager to make a move. He leaned forward and said, "Envoy Han, shouldn't we take action?"

Han Cang silently glanced at the trend of the magic cave, secretly estimated the time, and whispered: "No rush, let them play on their own first..."

The combined power of six or seven great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage was so terrifying that the rosy light formations were easily broken one after another. Within a quarter of an hour, Yaoguang and others could clearly see the figures of Feng and Lang.

Lang Yuanwu looked extremely anxious and said, "Brother, let me charge out. If you don't stop me, it will be too late when the formation is completely broken!"

Even if he had thought about it carefully, he would never have expected that so many people would come today.

Not only are there members of the Xuanyin Sect, who are tens of millions of miles away, but there are also descendants of Xianyin Dongtian, one of the three great sects, and even the leader of the Nascent Soul of the Demonic Path, who is watching covetously...

Feng Yangde shook his head and sighed, thinking to himself, "I originally wanted to save this method for last, but now if I don't use it, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist it."

He took out a jade token with cloud patterns from his sleeve, placed it in the air in front of him, muttered something, stretched out his hand to emit a ray of light, then lowered his eyes and bowed.

The jade token absorbed the spiritual light, and after shaking violently for a few times, a ray of spiritual light sprinkled from it. When the spiritual light disappeared, a middle-aged Taoist priest in a white robe and a tall crown was revealed.

This person had a solemn expression, but there was a hint of kindness hidden in his eyes. His figure was ethereal and vague, showing that it was not his real body.

"The unworthy disciple Feng Yangde pays homage to his teacher."

Lang Yuanwu also bowed, his anxiety eased. The middle-aged Taoist extended his right hand, as if wanting to pat the shoulders of his two disciples, and said softly:

"Back then, I voluntarily gave up my remaining lifespan and sealed it on my soul tablet. I had previously stated that if it wasn't a matter of life or death for the sect, I shouldn't be summoned to this world. Now that we've met today, it seems like the sect is in dire straits."

Feng Yangde didn't look up, and said in a deep voice: "I am incompetent. I want to use the ten thousand years of magic tribulation to achieve the state of transformation. I am indeed in danger now. I hope that Master can help me."

The middle-aged Taoist looked at him deeply and sighed, "You still did it..."

"If you can't become a true lord, you will always be a pawn."

The middle-aged Taoist was startled, and without saying anything more, he waved his sleeves and left the battle formation.

Feng and Lang looked at each other and followed him out.

"Luoxia Tianzong Yin Lijing, who wants to fight me?!"

Yaoguang and the others' eyes flickered, and they stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the sound.

After seeing the middle-aged Taoist, he was shocked: "Yin Lijing? Didn't the previous leader of Luoxia Tianzong die a long time ago?"

"It seems that the rumors are false..."

"No, this person is just a spirit. I think he must have used some kind of evasion method to survive until now."

"Now that he's appeared today, I guess I can't hide any longer..."

Yaoguang and the others had broad vision and could see that something was wrong with the other party almost instantly.

"If that's the case, then there's nothing to be afraid of."

Yin Lijing was once the head of a sect, and his cultivation had reached perfection, but now only his soul remains. It would be good if he had 30% of his strength.

"I'll fight you!" Taoist Mingyin shouted.

The middle-aged Taoist laughed out loud and shouted, "You are all younger generations, how can one person be so powerful?"

He drew a circle with his hand, and immediately circled Ming Yin, He Dao Gu, Miao Yan, and Wu Quan.

The battle was about to break out. Feng Mingde looked back at the progress of the magic cave and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Delay for another half an hour..."

He stepped forward and walked towards Yaoguang: "I have long heard of your name, Fairy. I am fortunate to have the opportunity to meet you today!"

As for the remaining few people, Lang Yuanwu used the formation as a basis to reluctantly contain them...

Each of them chose his own opponent, and the battle lasted for two quarters of an hour.

To everyone's surprise, the first person to collapse was not Yin Lijing, who was only a spirit left...

"clang!"

But there was a loud bang, and the golden mace was thrown out. Lang Yuanwu's face turned pale, and the magic power around his body seemed to boil, causing mist to rise.

Even with the help of the formation, it would still be too difficult for him to hold back four fellow Nascent Soul cultivators by himself.

But he knew he couldn't retreat. Seeing the long-faced Taoist coming to kill him again, he gritted his teeth and, regardless of the loss of energy, charged forward once more...

In the sea of ​​clouds, Han Cang's eyes flickered. After seeing Yin Lijing gradually losing strength, he smiled slowly and said, "It's our turn."

As soon as these words came out, the old demon Xuehuang reacted the fastest, and rushed forward in a river of blood, laughing loudly, "Brother Feng, this old demon is here to help you!"

Since the magic cave showed no signs of solidification, they could not allow the Xuanmen monks to successfully break the formation.

No matter what happens afterwards, at this moment, the demon cultivator and Feng Yangde are on the same side.

Feng Yangde did not respond to the help from the demon cultivator, but he did not resist either.

The demon cultivator used him to guard the demon cave, so wasn't he also using the demon cultivator to achieve his goals?
With the addition of Han Cang and others, the battle situation stabilized for a while.

No matter how hard Yaoguang and the others tried, they were unable to achieve their goal due to the combined efforts of the other two parties...

Time passed little by little.

Feng Yangde kept looking at the magic cave distractedly, sweat already breaking out on his forehead, and he felt that the last two quarters of an hour were too long.

But no matter how long the time is, it will eventually pass.

The three parties remained deadlocked for a while, and suddenly there was a shock all around, and the devil's breath and turbid air surged violently like a tsunami and a landslide, spreading across the sky for thousands of miles, like a vast painting.

After a while, it suddenly calmed down again.

All the Xuanmen monks present felt their spiritual energy stagnate.

Yaoguang's face looked grim, knowing that this was a sign that the magic cave was about to solidify, and it was likely to be completely solidified in less than half a minute.

Feng Mingde was delighted. After all his plans had reached the final step, how could he suppress his emotions?

As for Han Cang and others, they almost laughed out loud.

After about a hundred breaths, the fluctuations that had just calmed down started again.

At this moment, Yaoguang, Han Cang and Feng Mingde's eyes moved at the same time, and they jumped up almost at the same time and rushed towards the magic cave!
Among the three streams of light, Han Cang's was the fastest.

But before he could advance too far, Yaoguang and the other two simultaneously made a hand gesture.

The next moment, two thin rays of light, one white and one colorful, spread across the entire field, with their heads and tails extending deep into the distance, with no apparent length. After a slight flash, they successively entangled the light in front.

Han Cang's escape speed slowed down, and the other two took this opportunity to overtake him in an instant.

Han Cang's expression was grim. How could he willingly suffer a loss? He immediately used his magic formula, and suddenly a faint gray light appeared on his body.

In an instant, the two people in front groaned together, staggered, and their escape speed suddenly dropped to the extreme.

Yaoguang endured the pain in her sea of ​​consciousness and shook her head, then stared at the magic cave. She knew that at this point, even if she got there first, she would not be able to dispel it.

At this point, there is only one way left.

Looking at Han Cang who was about to overtake them again, she sighed secretly, turned around and rushed towards him.

"Feng Yangde, if you can't suppress the demon cave, I will kill you!"

The sound is like thunder, shaking the depths of people's hearts.

Feng Mingde's face was filled with ecstasy. He regained his ethereal light and shouted, "If I fail, I will die as an apology!"

Han Cang's face was as gloomy as the dark water, but due to Yaoguang's obstruction, he could only watch Feng Mingde arrive in front of the magic cave.

"You actually chose to believe him..." he said angrily.

Yaoguang remained calm: "It's better than giving it to you."

A cold look flashed across Han Cang's eyes. Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly seemed to notice something, turned around and looked into the distance, then narrowed his eyes and stopped on his own initiative, no longer wasting energy.

The scene fell into silence for a moment, and everyone present stared straight ahead.

Few people noticed that there was a light approaching from the horizon, but it was Chen Mu and the other two who missed a good show...

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(End of this chapter)