One thought is eternal, the world is unparalleled

Chapter 4

Leaving the area of ​​Luochen Mountain Range, Bai Yan hastily pulled out a piece of talisman paper, activated the aura to make it burst into streams of light, and shot towards Lingxizong.

Disciples who take on Xuan-level missions will generally receive a magic talisman distributed by the Law Enforcement Hall, which is used to call and contact the sect.

Not long after, Bai Yan captured the secret strategy of the Blood Stream Sect and the news of the Luochen family's rebellion was sent back to the sect.

No one dared to delay such an urgent matter, and it didn't take long for the headmaster Zheng Yuandong to hear about it.

Elder Ouyang of the law enforcement hall was ordered to verify the authenticity of the news. Two hours later, he put the evidence of the Luochen family's betrayal of the Lingxi sect on the table of the head of the sect one by one.

At this moment, the three headmasters of the Nan'an Mountains were all gathered together, and everyone was shocked to see his expression.

"A mere vassal, how dare you bully me, the Luochen family deserves to die!" Zheng Yuandong sternly said, his eyes did not hide his killing intent towards the Luochen family.

"Junior Brother Ouyang, hurry up and send down the order to recruit disciples to follow us in the crusade against the Luochen family."

"Decree!" Ouyang Jie, the elder of the law enforcement hall, got up and left.

Soon after, the sound of war drums sounded from the south bank, and more than 2000 disciples gathered in dozens of breaths, and went to the Luochen Mountain Range through the teleportation array of Zhongdao Mountain.

At the same time, on the mountain peak near Bai Yan's location, a secret formation suddenly emitted dazzling light, and within a short while, a dark figure was transmitted.

The headmaster Zheng Yuandong had a keen sense, and after locking on to the location of Bai Yan not far away, he led the head teacher Sanfeng of Nan'an and a group of disciples to rush over.

"Disciple Bai Yan, I pay my respects to the sect master, my master, and all my uncles!"

It was the first time Bai Yan saw such a battle, he was numb, stepped forward and said nervously, and secretly glanced at Li Qinghou's darkened face, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart.

Because of accepting the memory of the original body, he was afraid and afraid of this master who accepted him as an apprentice in the early years, and he was in awe.

However, Bai Yan didn't have time to recall the unbearable past, he quickly took out the captured secret strategy from the storage bag, and presented it directly.

"Sealing the book with a blood seal is a good way!"

Zheng Yuandong glanced at Bai Yan, and joked, "This seal is no small matter. It's a hidden mechanism. Only a foundation-builder monk can't uncover it. You're smart enough to not open it rashly. Otherwise, you should be lying here right now!"

Bai Yan heaved a sigh of relief, his face full of joy, as the old saying goes, the world is dangerous, so be careful.

Swiping away the imprint casually, Zheng Yuandong glanced at the plan, and his face changed drastically.

"Blood-reversing formation, scattered spirits unsealed, this is a formation that intends to tear apart the Luochen Mountain Range from within!"

Li Qinghou took over the secret strategy and watched it, his face darkened even more, he took a deep breath, and said dully.

"As a subordinate family, Luochen was sealed by the bloodline planted by our ancestors. For thousands of years, the heart of rebellious ministers has never died. Presumably, he planned to use this big formation to break free from the sect's imprisonment."

"Fortunately, the conspiracy of the Xuexi Sect and the Luochen family was exposed by our disciples in advance, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!"

Xu Meixiang, head of Ziding Mountain, nodded and said, looking at Bai Yan with soft eyes.

"Since that's the case, what are you waiting for? Let's immediately surround Luochen Villa and kill him to turn the world upside down,"

Ouyang Jie said angrily with a vicious look on his face, but was pressed down by Zheng Yuandong.

"Junior Brother, don't worry. The Luochen family still has a late-stage foundation-building cultivator. We should not underestimate it. We have to deal with it carefully. Let us lure the other party away first, and then let the disciples attack those Luochen villa children."

Elder Zhou of Qingfeng Mountain agreed: "Brother Sect Leader's words are very good. The monks in the late stage of foundation establishment are indeed no small matter. If there is a crazy outbreak, I am afraid that my disciples will suffer heavy casualties. Let's act according to the brother's plan."

"Agree!"

"Seconded!"

One Jiazi is approaching, and the three holy lands for building foundations (Meteor Sword Abyss, Yiyou Secret Realm, and Ancient Spiritual Cave) will open. The battle between the four sects in the lower reaches of the Tongtian River is inevitable, and it is also extremely necessary for the disciples to hone their skills. The participation of inner and outer disciples can also be regarded as training on the battlefield.

After making up their minds, the head and the head of the Nan'an Sanfeng each led a team of disciples to surround Shangluochen Villa in different areas.

Along the way, I encountered many servants sent by the Luochen family, but they were all mercilessly killed by the masters.

"Even if you can escape from the monk, can you still escape from the temple?"

Bai Yan sneered, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

The defensive formation covering the Luochen Mountain Range has been quietly opened by the head teacher, and the Luochen family has long been unable to retreat.

Either wait to die, or fight to the death.

Apparently, the head of the Luochen family who heard the news was not willing to sit still, and led the clansmen out of the villa, and greeted them head-on.

"Chen Feng, the criminal minister, knows that he has committed an unforgivable crime. Ten thousand deaths are inevitable, but the disaster is worse than ordinary people. Please leave a bloodline for me, Chen Jia."

"It's such a disaster that it's not as good as mortals!" Ouyang Jie, who is known as a jackal, sneered coldly, "Do you know how many mortals will be pulled out of their bones to extract blood once the anti-blood formation is implemented, and how many people you keep saying will be affected? Speaking of mortals."

Zheng Yuandong waved his hand, and said word by word: "The disciples under the sect listened to the order, and they are guilty of treason. They should be punished for their crimes, and they will not be spared. Kill them!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The face of the head of the Luochen family was pale, with despair and unwillingness in his eyes, and even more undisguised hatred.

"The Luochen Clan's Kulingxi Sect has been around for a long time. Today, this old man has fought for his soul and bones, and he must pay the price. Where are my Chen Clan disciples? Let me kill you!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Zheng Yuandong and Master Sanfeng unleashed flying swords almost at the same time, and shot at Master Luo Chen in different directions. Even if the other party was a late-stage foundation-establishment cultivator, he was unable to resist for a while, and was carried away from this place, leaving the battlefield behind. Leave it to the disciples behind.

Leaving aside the fate of the head of the Luochen family, Bai Yan rushed into the crowd impatiently, spreading out the aura of condensed air without reservation, whether it was a low-level monk at the first floor of condensed qi, or a condensed qi The mid-level monks on the sixth and seventh floors are not all-in-one enemies under his command.

He moved forward all the way, slashed all the way, his strikes were fierce, his movements were smooth and smooth, but there were heads rolling behind him.

Glancing at the system interface from the corner of the eye, the credit luck value gradually decreased.

Lucky value: -711
Lucky value: -701
Lucky value: -688
The Luochen family is indeed a leisure family that has been entrenched in the Luochen Mountain Range for thousands of years. There are thousands of disciples.

There were hundreds of people besieging Bai Yan alone, which gave him a lot of face.

"This is all lucky value!"

Bai Yan swallowed, with a look of madness on his face. The luck points provided by these people alone should be enough to make up for the part of the credit. He might even make a small profit.

"Hey, there is actually a big fish!"

Relying on his current perception, he keenly discovered that there was a monk at the ninth level of condensing energy hidden in the crowd. If there were no accidents, this person should be Chen Heng, who was second only to the head of the Luochen family in strength.

"Destroying a monk on the fifth floor of condensing energy will increase the luck value by 10 points. As the difficulty increases, destroying a monk on the seventh floor of condensing energy will increase the luck value by about 15 points. If you change to a monk on the ninth floor of condensing energy, the luck value will probably be doubled. Bar."

Bai Yan was secretly happy, but he calmed down and killed in Chen Heng's direction without showing any signs of expression.

This kid Chen Heng didn't dare to confront him head-on, he must be trying to use that ghostly trick to hurt people secretly, so Bai Yan gave him a chance to leave a loophole.

Sure enough, a dark arrow came from a tricky angle, and it would be impossible for an ordinary Qi Condensation cultivator to guard against it.

But Bai Yan, who was already at the end of the deep Qi Condensation Realm, had reached a very high level of perception and physical control, turned around, and brushed past the arrow.

The long sword was thrown out of his hand, Ziqi Yuding Kung Fu was vigorous, urged by the spiritual energy, fast!

The flying sword shot in the direction the arrow came from, and the target was Chen Heng who was behind the attempt.

"Can you go?"

Purple Qi Transformation Cauldron!

The aura in Bai Yan's hands changed again, and a huge cauldron with a height of two feet struck towards the direction where the opponent was fleeing. The children of the Chen family who were affected along the way were seriously injured and flew away as if they were struck by lightning.

The tenth level of Purple Qi Controlling Cauldron Kung Fu is complete, and its power is so terrifying.

Chen Heng, who knew that there was no way to avoid it, had no choice but to call out a puppet to stand in front of him, and at the same time launched the blood refinement technique, his whole body was like stretching out his blood skin, his defense and destructive power were directly increased by about three layers, and his strength was close to that of Qi Condensation Ten. Layers, unexpectedly abruptly blocked this heavy blow.

"Luochen is worthy of being a thousand-year-old family of immortal cultivators, yet there is such a secret technique. It's a pity that there is a huge gap in strength between you and me. It is impossible to recover with this technique."

Bai Yan pinched his hands and said the magic trick, his eyes overflowed with a purple streamer, and a huge spiritual energy burst out directly from his body.

Purple Qi Controlling Ding Kung Fu, change!
The two huge purple tripods gradually solidified, covering a shadow.

Chen Heng's complexion suddenly changed, and he felt very withdrawn, so he turned around and ran away.

Whoever doesn't run will have a brain problem, and who can withstand this tripod falling!

Bai Yan was not in a hurry to chase after him, and with a burst of spiritual power, the two purple cauldrons slammed towards the crowd.

boom!boom!
The effect was remarkable, and dozens of figures fell down, including four monks who were at the fifth level of condensing energy.

When the formation of Chen Jia's disciples surrounding him was disordered, they turned into a mob, and under Bai Yan's flying sword, all of them fell with their heads down.

Looking at the direction of the mountain where Chen Heng fled, Bai Yan licked his lips, sneered and murmured: "It's your turn."

(End of this chapter)