Chapter 129 White Wave!
Looking at the person coming, Lin Qing's face showed a hint of unexplainable meaning.
Ah Fu was really right. He once swore that this person was a bad guy. How did he find out?
Lin Qing sighed heavily in her heart, looked at the figure slowly approaching, and asked:
"who are you?"
"Oh, I am Mu Dingxian, fellow Taoist, you have explored the secret realm with me, have you forgotten?"
The person who came was wearing a green robe, tall and tall, and looked middle-aged. His long hair was naturally disheveled, and his face no longer had the previous eagerness and impetuousness, but instead had a calmness that showed he had everything under control.
Hanging from his waist was a strange-looking emerald green long sword with a branch made of a hilt. Although it didn't look good, it exuded an astonishing aura.
"The magic weapon of the monks in the integration stage!" Lin Qing narrowed his eyes and made a judgment. The long sword gave him the same feeling as Huo Luan's flying boat. It was completely natural and had no flaws.
"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that you awakened those skeletons in the secret realm, right?" Lin Qing asked.
"It's me. I didn't expect you to be stronger than I thought. Those skeletons didn't cause you any trouble."
Mu Dingxian was strolling leisurely with a smile on his face, but his aura became stronger with every step he took.
Until it becomes the peak of divine transformation!
"How? I couldn't defeat you when I was in the middle stage of divine transformation. Now that I am at the peak of divine transformation, and I have this combined-level magic weapon, what can you do to defeat me?
I have to say that your talent and strength are very rare even in the Five Elements Sect. It is no wonder that Elder Huo Luan prefers you.
Given time, you may not be able to achieve Mahayana, but unfortunately, you will die to me today. "
"It still smells like pretense." Lin Qing curled her lips. It is true that a person's nature can be changed easily.
However, his face showed some unwillingness and resentment, pretending that he couldn't beat him.
Mu Dingxian naturally took everything in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously evoked a smile, and the joy in his heart could not be increased.
"Who are you? As an elder of Mu Mai, why do you want to attack Ziyang Mansion? Is it the Five Elements Sect that wants to deal with us?"
Lin Qing took a deep breath in order to collect some information, and made a posture of wanting to die clearly.
"Who am I? I am the God-Transforming Elder of Water Meridian, and my father is the Elder of the Five Elements Fusion Stage.
As for you, you won’t let the Five Elements Sect spend so much trouble! "Mu Dingxian's face immediately showed a sense of superiority, which was very consistent with the image of a silly son of a landlord.
Lin Qing's mouth twitched slightly, "Sure enough, I have a good father, but Huo Luan doesn't pretend like you do."
Then there was a bit of envy and a bit of dissatisfaction on his face, and he asked:
"Your father is an elder in the integration stage? What about the message from Ziyang Mansion to Mu Mai?"
Mu Dingxian was very satisfied with Lin Qing's expression, and naturally showed a sarcastic smile:
"Of course it was intercepted by my father. As long as your Ziyang Mansion is still here, the interrogation cannot be resumed."
Lin Qing's heart sank. Fortunately, Huo Luan, whom Er Yatou was asked to find, would have fallen into a trap if he ran away to Mu Mai in excitement.
But what he didn't understand was why the two men wanted to attack Ziyang Mansion?
Then, Lin Qing's eyes narrowed and she asked:
"As an elder of one of the four major sects of the human race, why would you join the demon clan and harm my fellow humans!"
These words were extremely serious, and were equivalent to directly confirming the identity of the father and son as spies.
But there was a hint of disdain on Mu Dingxian's face, and he curled his lips.
"Monster Clan? Are you worthy? The Monster Clan has not noticed the small Ziyang Mansion, and my father and son only acted according to the rules. Back then, if your Ziyang Mansion could replace the Jiu Mu Sect, you could naturally have other sects. To replace you."
In an instant, a bolt of lightning struck Lin Qing's mind, and Mu Sen's figure appeared in his mind, as well as the Jiu Mu Sect's Hedan Jue, and the fearless attitude of Mu Dingxian and his son!
Everything points to an answer!
Jiumuzong!
"Are you from the Nine Wood Sect?" Lin Qing asked.
"Wrong answer! I am a member of the Five Elements Sect. We are just cooperating with their actions. As for your affairs, I, the Five Elements Sect, do not want to get involved."
Mu Dingxian's answer undoubtedly confirmed that the murderer behind the scenes was Jiu Mu Sect.
Although the enemy was identified, Lin Qing's mood still did not improve. In this incident, the elders of the Five Elements Sect came to help, but they knew nothing about it at this time.
There are two possibilities for this. One is that Mu Sen's father has great eyes and has concealed the truth from all the elders of Mu Mei, but this is impossible even if you think about it.
Then there is only the second possibility.
The Wood Vein of the Five Elements Sect acquiesces to the Nine Wood Sect's revenge on the Ziyang Mansion.
This is undoubtedly bad news, which means that they may not get any support before Er Yatou finds Huo Luan.
But there is good news, that is, since the enemy already knows, this Mu Dingxian can die.
All the expressions on Lin Qing's face disappeared and turned into complete calm.
It has been a few years since I came to this world, and I haven't seen many monks from the demon clan. They are all fighting wits and courage with their own people.
Now that he was stabbed in the back by his old landlord again, he suddenly felt that the label of being fond of infighting could not be pinned on the heads of the demon clan, as it was a bit unfair to them.
Look at Mu Dingxian again. He is already at the peak of becoming gods at a young age. He is probably also the genius of the Five Elements Sect. It is a pity that he will die here now.
Mu Dingxian's eyes narrowed. The boy's current expression made him very unhappy, so he decided to fight quickly.
"For Elder Huo Luan's sake, I can spare your life. If you want revenge in the future, come to Jiumu Sect."
In fact, this was not his impromptu idea, but what his father told him before leaving. You must know that Huo Luan is a crazy woman. This is true on the battlefield of the demon clan, and it is also true in the Five Elements Sect.
Ordinary Five Elements Sect elders really don't dare to mess with her, and this kid has an unclear relationship with her, so naturally he must be spared.
In Mu Dingxian's opinion, this is not a difficult problem.
Judging from the combat power this boy has shown now, although he can be tied with him, his biggest reliance is the Fusion Stage magic weapon in his hand!
But the next moment, Mu Dingxian's expression changed.
A small cauldron full of cracks appeared in Lin Qing's hand. As soon as the cauldron appeared, the shadow of Dingshan Zhong behind him began to blur and then disappeared.
The long sword at Mu Dingxian's waist also trembled, as if he had seen a natural enemy and was expressing his surrender.
His pupils shrank violently, "How is this possible? What is that?"
At this moment, Mu Dingxian felt like a good student in his previous life. Although he was good at studying, his family was poor. He could still show a certain sense of superiority to him based on his family background.
But suddenly one day, he suddenly discovered that the bumpkin he had always looked down upon actually had a fortune of hundreds of millions? ? ?
The aura coming out of the tripod was clearly an immortal weapon! ! !
Even his father is not qualified to master an immortal weapon. Now this boy, a little Nascent Soul, actually possesses an immortal weapon?
"How about it? My cauldron is no worse than your sword, right?"
Lin Qing showed a smile, but before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already behind Mu Dingxian.
He was already in his strongest state, with only the power of Zhi Ming Dao Hegemon in his body, and the patterns all over his body had shrunk into a dark tortoise shell between his eyebrows.
The whole person exudes a strong icy aura. In his hand, a somewhat broken cauldron is glowing with flames, as if he can no longer suppress the power that is about to explode.
Seeing Mu Dingxian's shocked expression, Lin Qing said in her heart, a soldier never tires of deceit!
Then he smashed the Lieyang Cauldron down hard!
Fortunately, Mu Dingxian was not just a loser. He reacted immediately, bent his body, and before the Lieyang Cauldron arrived, he drew out the emerald green sword from his waist and blocked it in front of him with difficulty!
when!
The sound of collision sounded, echoing in the bronze hall, followed by the sound of knees falling, and the click of some bones breaking.
As the most orthodox monk, Mu Dingxian's physical strength was naturally not as strong as Lin Qing's, and the magic weapon in his hand was also inferior, so he was naturally a suppressed character.
Feeling the pain in his knees and the shock in his body, Mu Dingxian coughed and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Damn it! !
The sudden attack made him have to deal with it hastily, but after all, he was a monk at the peak stage of becoming a god. His spiritual power was running in his body, and a steady stream of power soon came from his hands to resist Lin Qing's attack.
I was still cursing in my mind that physical training is rude!
But... the next moment, he suddenly felt that the pressure on his head disappeared, and he felt as relaxed as if the five-finger mountain were removed.
But when he looked up, he stopped suddenly, his eyes showed horror and fear, his mouth opened wide, and he shouted:
"don't want!!"
But it was too late. The Fierce Sun Cauldron had already turned fiery red, and the terrifying temperature it was emitting had already distorted the air. The cracks on the cauldron's body contained a golden red that was even hotter than the flames, as if it was about to explode.
A smile appeared on Lin Qing's lips. The physical power in his body had disappeared, replaced by normal spiritual power!
The terrifying spiritual power entered the Lieyang Cauldron, allowing the cauldron to display its true power for the first time in his hands!
White flames spurted out, flooding Mu Dingxian with an aura of destruction!
The flesh and blood on his body was melted away in an instant, revealing some crystal bones in his body, but in the next second, all the bones were turned into ashes!
Under this flame, only the emerald-green sword can hold on for a moment!
A figure seemed to want to rush out of the sword, but after being blocked by the flames, it could only huddle in the sword, looking at this scene in disbelief.
He is an elder of the Five Elements Sect in the combined period. He left a spiritual thought in this long sword, which can save his son's life, but it seems that he can't do it now.
After Mu Dingxian's aura disappeared, Lin Qing still did not stop the input of spiritual power, but the focus of the attack became the emerald green sword!
Slowly, a click of breath echoed in the bronze hall.
A crack appeared on the long sword, and it immediately began to break apart. With the first crack appearing, the next thing seemed to become a lot easier.
The flames rushed into the sword body, burning the aura of the emerald green sword, and also burned the divine thought!
But Lin Qing still didn't stop attacking. He didn't stop inputting spiritual power until there was nothing left under the Fierce Sun Cauldron and even the bronze hall showed signs of melting.
Bang!
The Lieyang Cauldron fell to the ground. Lin Qing staggered and fell directly to the ground. She was breathing rapidly and supporting her body with both hands. She didn't want to move, and she didn't even want to wipe the sweat on her forehead.
Turning his eyes and looking at the Lieyang Cauldron, which had lost all its power, Lin Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of melancholy.
The way he looks now is not that Mu Dingxian is too difficult to kill, but that the use of the Lieyang Cauldron is too great, almost draining all the spiritual energy in his body.
After a while, Lin Qing came to his senses. Looking at the charred area where even the ashes were gone, he cursed in his heart. If he had known better, he would have killed him physically.
Although Mu Dingxian is at a higher level than him, he doesn't have much combat experience at first glance. With his desperate offensive, I believe he will win it soon, which may be easier than using the Lieyang Cauldron.
However, he was quite satisfied with this result, and even looked at the Lieyang Cauldron with a little more affection. Although the Lieyang Cauldron was a powerful soul-eater, it was indeed not very powerful, and it was an offensive magic weapon.
In the past, he had used the fragment of Dingshan Bell, which was considered a control magic weapon. Compared with it, he still liked the Lieyang Cauldron!
After solving a hidden danger in the door, only Musen was left. Although he said that it was harmless to humans and animals, to be on the safe side, he should be killed.
However, this will have to wait until he fully recovers.
After putting away the Lieyang Cauldron, the fragment of the Dingshan Bell appeared again. It looked very real, but unfortunately it was just a fake.
When he walked out of Ziyang Peak and looked at the five gates that blocked the sky and the sun, they were all open at this moment.
The black door was like an air outlet. Countless life forces were rushing there, and Lin Qing could already hear the sound of bones colliding inside.
Above the sky, a group of elders looked at the sea of bones in the black door with solemn expressions.
A question couldn't help but arise in their minds. Can Ziyang Mansion, which has lost its sect formation, be able to withstand the impact of the bones?
Among them, only Feng Yangping's expression remained firm. When Lin Qing flew up, some elders saw his weakness and had strange expressions on their faces.
Dan Qingzi's eyes narrowed, and a box exuding the fragrance of medicine appeared in his hand. He handed it to Lin Qing and said:
"Eat it, you can quickly recover your spiritual power after becoming a god."
Lin Qing was not polite and swallowed the black ball inside in one gulp, and her body immediately felt much better.
"What happened?" Feng Yangping asked.
"The formation was destroyed by Mu Dingxian from the Five Elements Sect. I met him at Dingshan Bell. Moreover, he also revealed that our enemies are people from the Jiumu Sect."
"Nine Wood Sect?"
There were exclamations one after another, and these three words brought some elders back to long-lasting memories.
However, hadn’t the Jiu Mu Sect been destroyed long ago?
Back then, they followed the master of the palace, rose from the humble beginnings, and defeated the Nine Wood Sect bit by bit. Either the monks in it had joined the Ziyang Palace, or they had not died in the last battle of the year.
How come there are still people alive?
"Mu Dingxian's father was also involved. He also said that his father was a combined-stage elder of the Five Elements Sect." Lin Qing added.
What?Is the Five Elements Sect also involved?
A flash of light flashed in Dan Qingzi's eyes. Sure enough, he had contacted the Five Elements Sect through a special formation, but there was still no reply.
It seems that there are people within the Five Elements Sect's Mu Lineage who support the Jiu Mu Sect and abandon their Ziyang Mansion.
The elders present were all cunning and cunning people. They understood this truth in just a moment, and all of them showed anger.
There are also several elders who have bad tempers and have begun to curse:
"Isn't this reasonable? My Ziyang Mansion has transported countless spiritual herbs and pills over the years, but I still can't feed them enough?"
"Damn it, the payment for the elixirs from 20 years ago has not been settled yet, and now they have sold us to Jiu Mu Sect. What a good plan!"
Only Feng Yangping and Dan Qingzi looked calm. Now that the Five Elements Sect has not come to support them, they have already explained the answer.
"What about Mu Dingxian?" Feng Yangping asked.
"He is dead, and his father's spiritual consciousness was also destroyed by me." Lin Qing told the truth, there was no need to hide it.
Unexpectedly, everyone was not surprised when they heard the news. Instead, they took it for granted. In their hearts, he was a ruthless person!
That's exactly what happened!
"Okay, let's go back to our places, they are coming out!"
Feng Yangping looked calm and said calmly.
The elder looked solemn. He took one last look at the bustling disciples on the ground and turned away one by one. They all had their own areas of responsibility.
Soon, only Feng Yangping and Lin Qing were left in the sky.
He turned around and saw Lin Qing, showing a long-lost smile. He patted Lin Qing on the shoulder and praised:
"Okay, you're a great kid. I haven't seen him in a few years and you made such a big noise. Now you're better than the master."
Lin Qing chuckled, and for the first time there was a hint of embarrassment on his face, "Luck, luck, luck."
"Luck is only part of it." Feng Yangping looked at the huge black door, sighed, and continued:
"You need to remember what I tell you next."
Lin Qing was slightly startled, but still pricked up his ears and listened respectfully.
"If the sect is defeated next, you must not fight to the death. Once you see the danger of the battle, run away early. With your ability to conceal your aura, it will be troublesome for them to find you."
ah?Lin Qing was just planning to fight to the death. After all, he had taken advantage of Ziyang Mansion for so many years. It was time to repay him, but what did he mean by taking advantage of him?Let me run first?
"The palace master is still on the front line. Although he may be in a critical situation now, I believe that with the palace master's strength, it will not be difficult to survive.
I don’t know where that old guy Feng Zhong ran away, but I guess he took Dingshan Zhong away, so it’s not difficult to most difficult thing is you. Now that Ziyang Mansion has been heavily besieged, it is no longer easy to break out of the siege. The only option is to fight to the death, but you cannot die. "
"Originally, as long as the Palace Master, Feng Zhong, and Dingshan Bell are around in Ziyang Mansion, they can rest easy. Even if the sect is destroyed, it will be a matter of time to build another Ziyang Mansion.
But it’s different now. The sect has a future. I heard what they said. Dan Qingzi said that you can achieve Mahayana in the future, so you can’t die!
Anyone in the sect can die, but you can’t die. Dan Qingzi and I don’t have the ability to rebuild the sect, so we can die.”
"Now that the Jiu Mu Sect has made a comeback and vowed to exterminate our Ziyang Mansion, I guess there is no way to escape.
But fortunately, you have absorbed some casual cultivators and can survive for a few more days. You must hide yourself before the battlefield collapses. Otherwise, once you fall into a melee, it will be hard to say anything. "
Lin Qing understood the truth. Even though Feng Yangping's words were very sensational, he still couldn't be moved.
Because he can't die.
After feeling the power of his true body, he really didn't care if his weak clone died, but he couldn't say it.
You can't say to Feng Yangping: It's okay. I'll die first to respect him, and I'll be a good man again tomorrow.
So, he had no choice but to agree perfunctorily.
"Okay, master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely save his life!"
Feng Yangping smiled bitterly when he saw this. It seemed that this boy didn't take his words seriously.
But he didn't know how to persuade him, so he had to say what he just said again and emphasize it repeatedly.
Lin Qing naturally dealt with it well, yes, yes.
Seeing that it had no effect, Feng Yangping showed a little helplessness on his face and said:
"Then you go to the casual cultivator team. If they run away, you must run with them. You must not fight to the death."
Nodding his head, Lin Qing and Feng Yangping said goodbye and rushed towards the team of casual cultivators.
In Feng Yangping's view, casual cultivators are the most unreliable. Once danger occurs, it is possible to run away immediately.
I, as a disciple, would not go up alone to defeat thousands of troops.
Time flew by, and a quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Qing also initially became familiar with the arrangement of the casual cultivators, just like a normal battle.
The weaker disciples are in the first row holding defensive magic weapons, while the second row is filled with some powerful casual cultivators, holding sustainable attack magic weapons in their hands.
The third row is filled with the most powerful monks. They have a one-time attack and kill magic circle and a broken magic weapon that can only be used a few times, but it is very powerful.
Seeing this arrangement, Lin Qing immediately frowned. How could the weakest be in the front?
Didn't it fall apart immediately?
His consciousness spread rapidly, he climbed up the Dan Peak and saw their arrangement clearly.
It seems to have some rules, but there is some confusion. For example, why is the attack magic weapon in the first row? Are you going to throw a wave of magic weapons and run away?
The others were pretty much the same, they all adopted a hit-and-run strategy.
But Lin Qing always felt that something was wrong. It seemed that it couldn't be like this. Since he had never participated in a battle between the monsters, he didn't know how the humans there were arranged.
So he could only start adjusting the layout based on the TV series he had watched in his previous life!
First, the strongest monk is in the front, holding defensive magic weapons and formations, and the weakest monk is at the end, whose task is to activate the incomplete magic weapons or formations that have been prepared long ago.
As for the casual cultivators who build the Golden Core Foundation, some are arranged in the formation and some are arranged outside.
This arrangement made these casual cultivators look at each other in confusion, wondering what the significance of this was. Especially the strongest Nascent Soul Powders were placed at the front, which made them very dissatisfied.
In their opinion, they are the main force in this defense and should be mainly used to kill the enemy, not defend with defensive magic weapons!
But when they saw Lin Qing's extremely cold eyes, they suppressed their dissatisfaction. They had seen with their own eyes that he killed seven demon clansmen alone.
When they saw Lin Qing standing at the front with bare hands, even if they were dissatisfied, they suppressed it.
With him here, there won't be a lack of attack and killing methods from the beginning. If the attack and killing methods are insufficient at that time, adjustments will be made in time.
In this way, everyone in Ziyang Mansion experienced a long wait
After another two quarters of an hour, a whistling sound rang in their ears.
A flash of white suddenly appeared under the black door in the distance.
coming! !Everyone's heart tightened.
Although they had expected it, they still couldn't help but fall into a daze after actually seeing the sea-like wave of bones.
In front of me, I saw a white torrent pouring out from the black door, rushing towards Ziyang Mansion with the sound of collision!
The white coastline is spreading rapidly, slowly expanding, and slowly filling the entire sight!
Although Lin Qing had never seen thousands of troops galloping in his previous life, the scene at this time was very similar.
Skeletons were like warriors emerging from hell, rushing towards Ziyang Mansion at a leisurely pace. They made no sound, only the rattling sound of bones colliding with each other, and the sound of their feet stepping on the ground, bringing... The shock!
This most primitive impact kept hitting the minds of Ziyang Mansion disciples, making them breathe quickly and a strong sense of oppression surged into their hearts.
Even Lin Qing, let alone the ordinary disciples, felt his heartbeat speeding up and his blood boiling at this moment.
Among the casual cultivators, some of the foundation-building and Qi-refining disciples have already collapsed, but those older Dan-forming Yuanying monks will still be able to hold their own.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qing couldn't help but feel lucky. Fortunately, he didn't put these disciples in front, otherwise they wouldn't be able to withstand the first wave of impact!
The white wave came very quickly, and there were already disciples coming into contact with it at the edge. In just an instant, the defensive team was flattened without any ripples.
It's like a movie Lin Qing saw in his previous life. When ants pass by, all living things disappear instantly wherever they go.
near!Very close!
Taking a deep breath and feeling the strong pressure brought by the wave of white bones, Lin Qing slowly raised her arm, and then lowered it!
A clear voice appeared in the ears of all casual cultivators,
"defense!"
In an instant, a corner of the battlefield lit up, and colorful lights lit up one by one!
The power of the magic weapon is also fully activated at this moment, especially among the casual cultivators. Because those holding defensive magic weapons are Nascent Soul stage monks, the light is particularly bright!
when!
The torrents collide!
One side is white, and the other side is various colorful lights.
Fortunately, those Nascent Soul cultivators blocked it.
"Quick, quick, quick, one-time magic circle, throw it out!!" Lin Qing didn't know if this arrangement was right, but he knew that defensive counterattack was always right.
Whoosh whoosh!
Hundreds of streams of light suddenly appeared in the sky, hitting the bones whose expressions could not be seen clearly.
The bursting flames, turbulent water, and lightning skills that shuttled back and forth caused some weak skeletons to turn into ashes before they could react.
The charge of the skeletons created a vacuum zone, and now only the white skeletons still standing on the defensive formation are still attacking!
Lin Qing's eyes lit up instantly, and she immediately started shouting and waving,
"Go, go, let the idle cultivators clean up the battlefield and get rid of all those hateful skeletons!"
After the words fell, Lin Qing rushed out first, walked close to the ground, drew out a long flowing knife, and slashed at the skeletons that were still attacking!
His figure galloped past, and a row of skeletons fell down in an instant, greatly reducing the pressure on the defending casual cultivators.
Behind him were streaks of light, and a group of casual cultivators with excited expressions had rushed over.
No one is a fool, and now is the best opportunity to harvest these skeletons.
Rows of skeletons fell down one after another like wheat, turning into bones that had not been upgraded!
In the blink of an eye, after about a thousand casual cultivators flew by, the skeletons against the defensive formation had disappeared!
And those one-time attack formations that blocked the battlefield were still shining brightly.
This scene made all the casual cultivators widen their eyes. Did they hold on to the first wave of offensive?
They had been ready to collapse at the first touch and be ready to escape at any time. Now it seems that
It seems there is no need to run anymore.
Although these casual cultivators are weaker than the monks in the sect, they still have a strong eye for assessing situations.
They know better than anyone else the consequences of retreating again and again, which is nothing more than the difference between dying early and dying later, but now, it seems that there is a possibility of not having to die.
Lin Qing was also shocked by this astonishing result. A rough estimate was that the number of skeletons that died just now must be at least tens of thousands.
Among them, the one-time attack and kill formation has the greatest merit!
Moreover, he also discovered something that excited him!
Kill these skeletons to gain longevity!Although it is only one-third or even less than usual, it is enough.
After all, looking around now, they are all white skeletons running towards us!
Soon, those one-time attack and kill formations were filled up by those skeletons. They seemed to have no emotions and only knew how to kill. They were blind to the danger ahead. Those formations were also filled up by their bravery and fearlessness!
Some casual cultivators once again focused their attention on the senior brother, hoping to carry out such an attack again.
But after knowing the effect of this yesterday, Lin Qing felt that it was not so troublesome!
A flash of light flashed in his hand, and the Lieyang Cauldron appeared in his hand. It was still full of cracks, as if it was about to break.
"What's going on? Why hasn't Senior Brother given the order yet?"
Seeing those white skeletons rushing up, some disciples with disposable formations in their hands began to murmur. They couldn't wait to throw the things in their hands to give those ghosts a fatal blow.
When they saw that Lin Qing was still refusing to give orders, they did not dare to act on their own.
Soon, the second wave of offensive arrived!
The white wave hit the defensive formation heavily, making some monks turn pale. Even Nascent Soul monks felt uncomfortable with such an impact.
Fortunately, when they raised their heads to look again, a figure rushed directly into the white wave, holding a bronze tripod and moving forward indomitably!
Feeling that it was almost done, Lin Qing showed a smile on his face. Looking at the army of dementia-like skeletons below, he activated the Lieyang Cauldron!
Suddenly, the battlefield was filled with flames, and the purgatory-like flames slanted downwards, directly dividing the battlefield here with an obvious dividing line between the sea of fire!
"Quick, quick, clear them out!"
This time, Lin Qing didn't need to say anything. Those casual cultivators also knew that the battlefield was once again separated, and it was their time to take action!
Whoosh whoosh.
One after another, the figures flew out and poured down the attacks in their hands, causing shocking waves. Although they would face a desperate counterattack by the skeleton army, these losses were completely acceptable to them.
The current situation is better than confronting these ghosts directly!
Feng Yangping in the sky also saw the strangeness of this battlefield. Instead of pushing the front further forward, the enemy on the opposite side suffered heavy losses.
What's even more shocking is that here is a team of casual cultivators.
Feng Yangping had no hope for these casual cultivators, so he had already arranged thousands of disciples to prepare to plug the gap.
But now it seems that he still underestimates his apprentice.
"A gifted and born commander!"
When he saw Lin Qing's arrangement, he couldn't help but marvel. If he had been on the demon battlefield, Feng Yangping would not be like this.
But Feng Yangping knew that his disciple was an ascetic cultivator who never left the door or stepped forward.
But now, he has shown his keen sense for large-scale battlefields!
Dividing the battlefield is not an unfamiliar term to some monks who have been to the demon battlefield, but for these casual cultivators and his disciples, this may be the first time they hear it.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Yangping said slowly:
"Following disciples don't have to wait anymore, join the team of new outer disciples and follow the command!"
With their joining, those separated bones and skeletons were quickly eliminated!
When Lin Qing saw this, he quickly rushed back to the team and stopped dividing the battlefield.
Perhaps due to the absorption of vitality and complete recovery, these skeletons had given Lin Qing more than 1 years of life under the use of the Lieyang Cauldron in less than a quarter of an hour.
Although his expression was still serious at this time, there was a smile in his eyes.
I kept chanting in my heart, "It's done, it's done"
Looking at the bones and skeletons all over the mountains and plains, this might be his biggest opportunity!
How much longevity is this?
At the same time, he secretly cursed the skeletons in the secret realm for their incompetence, which prevented him from discovering this earlier. Otherwise, he would have prepared some powerful formations to kill them all at once!
But now, although the efficiency of harvesting longevity is low, the skeletons are still killed no matter how hard they are, which can be regarded as making up for some of Lin Qing's regrets.
Quantity can make up for quality
Therefore, Lin Qing threw out a few killing formations from time to time, and from time to time went out with the Fierce Sun Cauldron to divide the battlefield.
In this way, there is already a thick layer of ashes on the defensive battlefield that casual cultivators are responsible for.
Lin Qing's lifespan soon exceeded the [-] mark, which made him feel excited but also made him feel a little heavy.
Without him, there would be too many bones and skeletons!
An hour had passed since the first skeleton appeared, and during this hour, many disciples of Ziyang Mansion had died.
After all, not every position has powerful monks like Lin Qing. Some of the strongest monks in the position are only at the peak of elixir formation. Although they can hold on for a while, as time goes by, many positions have been breached.
Lin Qing rushed back from the battlefield with the Fiery Sun Cauldron in hand. Looking at the casual cultivators who were still full of energy but showing signs of decline, he sighed in his heart.
There is always a limit to human power.
Especially the Nascent Soul monks in front holding defensive magic weapons. Although they have been rotated, the short time is not enough for them to recover all their spiritual power.
The recovery of spiritual power is good, Ziyang Mansion is a large alchemy sect, and the supply of elixirs will not be short, but the mental consumption is nothing more than making up for it with elixirs, especially on this fierce battlefield.
Moreover, Lin Qing felt a little irritated inexplicably as she looked at the white skeletons rushing over.
These skeletons will not flinch or be afraid. No matter how many skeletons die in front of them, they can still rush towards Ziyang Mansion with firm steps.
When a new round of offensive began, Lin Qing silently said to himself: "We have to withdraw."
That's right, this main position is about to be withdrawn. This first line of defense has been blocked for more than an hour, and it has far exceeded expectations.
Now that people and horses are trapped, it is better to retreat early.
Sure enough, after resisting another attack, Feng Yangping ordered to retreat to the second line of defense.
And a mysterious purple light ball also appeared in his hand, and he threw it downwards.
The light ball exploded, and a purple wave began to spread, quickly forming a purple formation blocking the front.
Those white bones and skulls rushed to the purple formation, unable to make any progress, and they were all crowded on the edge of the purple barrier.
Lin Qing saw that some bones and skeletons had been squeezed to death, but they still moved forward as always!
"Have a good rest and don't be stingy with the elixirs!" He ordered, and his figure disappeared in a flash, arriving at the center of the battlefield. It was a newly built high platform, standing on a mountain peak, which could allow a group of elders to Observe the situation better.
After arriving here, Lin Qing narrowed his eyes, glanced around, and finally sighed. It seemed that some elders had already died.
And the elders here are all vain, and they must have consumed a lot of money!
Feng Yangping stood at the front, looked at the purple barrier, and said:
"The secret treasure of the Ziyang Sect, the Tianluo Net, I thought I could hold on for half a day, but now it seems that I can only hold on for an hour."
He looked back at Lin Qing, thinking he was talking to him.
It once showed great power in the Battle of the Founding of the Sect, trapping the two deity-forming elders of the Jiu Mu Sect for a whole day, and made great achievements.
But now, under the offensive of thousands of troops and horses, it can only last for an hour.
Feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere here, Lin Qing said:
"One hour is enough, as long as the disciples have time to breathe."
"I hope so." Feng Yangping looked at the five gates in the sky, wondering what he was thinking.
Then he said:
"You did a good job. The combat power unleashed by those casual cultivators was very powerful. If it weren't for them, the first line of defense might not have been able to last for an hour."
"What happens after that?" Lin Qing asked. He also wanted to know if the sect had any back-ups. After all, it seemed that there was no hope of winning at all.
Lin Qing had been to the secret realm inside the black gate and knew how big it was. If it were all bones, the five Ziyang Mansion wouldn't be able to withstand it.
Feng Yangping did not answer directly, but looked at the five gates in the sky, smiled and said:
"Don't worry, the remnants of the Nine Wood Sect won't be able to hold on for long. The current huge formation will probably wipe out all their thousands of years of wealth."
Dan Qingzi also walked over with a smile, took a sip of wine, and said the same:
"Yes, if you want to maintain such a huge skeleton army, the vitality of those secret realms is far from enough. If they had that ability, they would have fought it long ago, and there would be no need for these conspiracies."
After hearing what they said, Lin Qing's complexion became much better. It was indeed true. If the Nine Wood Sect could resurrect all the skeletons in the secret realm, then they wouldn't have to endure it for so long.
(End of this chapter)
