My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 58 The Sect Crisis ([-])

After placing Tong Ling, Yun Chigang drove the smoke boat away from the Spirit Beast Peak.

There was the sound of hooves kicking the ground and running behind him, and when he turned his head to look, there was a herd of beasts on the Spirit Beast Peak.

The red-eyed demon pig, the shining elk, the long-winged white tiger, and the three-headed blue bird, running on the ground and flying in the sky, rushed towards Yuzhao Peak like a tide.

These ferocious beasts with enlightened intelligence, also known as spirit beasts, have been domesticated to understand human nature and know good and evil.

Beast masters play specific syllable rhythms through musical instruments such as qin, Xiao, and flute to control the behavior of spirit beasts.

Spirit beasts have no spiritual roots, but they can attract the chaotic aura of heaven and earth into their bodies, strengthen their bodies and prolong their lifespan.

A six hundred year old spirit beast is comparable to a peak qi practitioner, a thousand year spirit beast is comparable to a peak foundation builder, and a 2000 year spirit beast can reach the middle stage of alchemy.

Of course, immortal cultivators use spirit pills and grasses to enlighten fierce beasts, not to let these wild beasts compete for the resources of the human race, but to take their beast pills for the purpose of crossing the catastrophe.

If you are not wise, the life expectancy of the fierce beasts in the human domain is different from that of the northern wild beasts. The beasts in the human domain cannot live for 500 years.

Therefore, the immortal cultivator must open up the wisdom of the fierce beast, and find a way to restrain its spiritual power.

Driven by self-interest, the orc driver took advantage of the opportunity of the spirit beast's enlightenment to inject a spirit seal into the spirit beast's body to seal the spirit beast's spiritual power.

In this way, the lifespan of the spirit beast can be extended to 2000 to [-] years, and it can also prevent the spirit beast from being too strong to bite the orc master.

Now, the invasion of foreign enemies is the critical moment for the survival of the sect.

Hu Zhen'er plays the flute to control the beast, and summons the spirit beast to resist the gate of the previous life.

There is no beast bell, no way to release the spirit seal, and no way to use the spirit power of the spirit beast. When meeting the disciples of the previous life and fighting with each other physically, there is only one way to end——

dead!
There are tens of thousands of spirit beasts, each of which is carefully fed up and down the spirit beast peak.

Now, the animal pills were not taken, and all of them lost their lives.

Hu Zhen'er was very distressed.

But in order to consume the strength of the previous life sect and gain more opportunities for Ling Jianzong to win, this is the only way to do so.

Yun Chi hurried and hurried, and finally arrived.

The scene in front of him was truly jaw-dropping.

There were roars of beasts, the cry of swords was startling, and the shadows of swords and swords were indistinguishable from humans and ghosts.

The mountain of corpses is continuous, and the sea of ​​blood passes through. Human corpses crush animal corpses, and animal corpses crowd human corpses.

Powerful fighting skills, Ling Jianzong's tens of thousands of disciples who practice Qi and build a foundation are as insignificant as ants.

Under the rippling aftermath, grievances are like clouds and tides.

The masters above the late stage of alchemy on both sides are all red-eyed.

The enemy didn't cut down a few, but there were countless accidental injuries.

For a moment, the low-level disciple who died suddenly didn't know whether he died by his opponent or by his fellow disciple.

Yun Chi frowned.

With the Astrology Awakening technique, starlight spots form streams, follow the direction pointed by the sword, spread out in the dense smoke, and look for the figure of Lian Kongyu.

call out--

A ray of maroon light struck, and Yun Chi narrowly avoided it by turning sideways.

The smoke boat instantly fell apart, was blown away by the wind, and merged into the billowing smoke.

The weightless body fell from a height of seven or eight feet, and a former disciple was knocked unconscious with a "bang".

Turning his head, he saw a disciple of Ling Jianzong with his long sword hanging high, staring at him dumbfounded, wondering whether he should drop the sword or not.

"Hi!"

Yun Chi waved his right hand and gave an awkward smile along the way.

The stunned disciple regained his senses, reversed his sword, raised his arm, and swung the iron mallet away from Yunchi.

Then he wrestled with the former disciple who was holding a mallet.

Yun Chi was still in shock, and let out a foul breath.

Pulling out the clang, while the big guy with the mallet was chasing and beating the little disciple, he found a tricky angle.

A knife was stabbed in the left armpit of the big man with a stick.

The big man was distracted by the pain, but the young disciple seized the opportunity and stabbed the big man's Adam's apple with a sword. The green and yellow light on the sword flickered, and it was full of spiritual power at a glance.

With all his strength, Yunchi pushed the knife deep, and then kicked in the air.

Withdraw the sword and end the big man with the stick and hammer.

"be careful."

Yun Chi dropped a sentence, dodged left and right, and moved slowly in the direction of Lian Kongyu.

At this time, Lian Kongyu was being chased by an elephant.

The elephant was huge, more than three times the size of the elephant that Yunchi rode in Thailand in his previous life, and it was pumping wildly with a long, thick trunk.

Hu Zhen'er, who drives the spirit beast, is most painfully entangled by heartbroken ghosts.

The sound of the flute was intermittent and incoherent, which caused the spirit beast's mind to be confused, and it could not distinguish between enemy and friend.

Lian Kongyu was injured earlier, and his spiritual power was exhausted too much. Facing the elephant, he could only try his best to dodge, quite embarrassed.

Seeing this, Yun Chi rushed forward, grabbed the elephant's tail, used his strength to jump up, and kicked his legs onto the elephant's back.

Then he struck out with a clanging knife, and when he knelt on one knee to buffer, he chopped off the elephant's trunk and tusks by the roots.

The elephant's trunk was a foot away, still twitching.

The severely injured elephant became angry from embarrassment, shook his head and stepped towards the cloud, blood gushing from the wound.

Yun Chi was nimble and rolled under the elephant's belly.

The black iron clanged and stood upright, and the blade glowed coldly.

Yun Chi pushed upwards, the tip of the knife pierced through the elephant's skin, and two-thirds of the knife's body sank into the elephant's body. The big arm moved with it, pulling the curved knife backward, and the knife edge extended from the elephant's lower jaw to the elephant's tail.

In an instant, the behemoth was disembowelled, staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

Lian Kongyu, who was standing blankly by the side, saw Yunchi walking towards him step by step with a three-foot-long scimitar in his hand.

His whole body was full of hostility, and his eyes showed a fierce look, like a mad wolf.

In particular, the blood on her body made her look even more terrifying, not like a human being in the world.

Such Yunchi made Lian Kongyu feel very strange.

Unconsciously, Liu Jia's horrific corpse appeared in his mind, he lost his voice for a moment, rolled his throat twice and swallowed his saliva.

"Come with me."

Without any explanation, Yun Chi pulled up Lian Kongyu and was about to evacuate outside the battlefield.

Lian Kongyu was still in a daze, and followed Yunchi for a few steps.

When he came back to his senses, he asked as he walked, "Little Martial Uncle, why are you here? Where are you taking me?"

"Ling Jianzong is about to end."

Yun Chi looked left and right, always on guard against possible dangers, and replied as he walked, "I'll take you away."

"I'm not leaving." Lian Kongyu paused and shook off Yunchi.

Yun Chi was forced to stop, "If you don't leave, you will die."

"Lian Kongyu, you don't want to live anymore." Yun Chi was a little annoyed, "Come with me."

As he spoke, he grabbed Lian Kongyu again and dragged her to continue walking.

"Little Martial Uncle." Lian Kongyu broke free from the restraint again, "If you want to go, go, I won't go if I die."

"Continuous rain."

Annoyed, Yun Chi yelled at Lian Kongyu, and then continued, "Take a good look for yourself."

"Look at these dead disciples." Yun Chi pointed to a dead Ling Jianzong disciple at his feet, "Do you see clearly? But Ling Jianzong's swordsmanship? He was killed by his fellow disciple."

Fang Musheng and others fought with Qing Qirong at high altitude, and the afterimage of the sword light killed countless qi training disciples.

Focus on defeating the enemy, but forget to protect the rear.

"Look at what these spirit beasts are doing again?"

The out-of-control spirit beasts did not dare to attack monks above the alchemy level, and all turned to attack low-level monks.

However, the offenders from the previous life did not have a cultivation level below the alchemy.

Yun Chi continued: "This is all a good thing done by the strong Ling Jianzong."

A knight is a man, and a cultivator is himself.

Cultivators who are dedicated to Taoism and go forward indomitably, have broken away from the mortal world, and seem to have lost something that is actually very important.

"Lian Kongyu, Ling Jianzong's general situation is over. If we don't leave now, when the previous life sect cleans up the medicine holders, they won't be able to leave even if they want to."

Lian Kongyu looked in the direction Yunchi pointed, tears filled his eyes but did not fall.

To protect the sect, there must always be sacrifices.

An Yi was bought in blood, and he blamed himself for his low cultivation. Apart from being cannon fodder to consume the enemy's spiritual power, it was of no use at all.

While Lian Kongyu was sad for his dead fellow disciple, he also hated himself for being incompetent.

"Little uncle. Kong Yu doesn't want his brothers to die, and he doesn't want to die either."

Lian Kongyu's voice was choked with unbearable sobs, and he continued: "But Ling Jianzong is Kong Yu's family, the suzerain raised me and taught me."

"Little Martial Uncle, the suzerain is gone." The tears that had been suffocated for a long time finally rolled down, out of control, "The suzerain is gone, Kong Yu doesn't want to lose the sect."

"Little uncle, Kong Yu only wants to live and die with the sect."

Lian Kongyu wept silently.

"Little uncle, let's go." Lian Kongyu wiped away his tears, his eyes were firm, "Take care."

Then he raised his sword and hid in the crowd.

Looking at Lian Kongyu who turned around without hesitation, Yunchi felt pain in his heart.

She looked up at the sky, and thought of the Wolf Clan thousands of miles away.

Yun Yeming, Yun Wu, Xingshi, the galloping wolves, and the howling geese.

And, Xiao Guanfeng.

(End of this chapter)