Yunmeng Peak

Chapter 206 Fighting (Don't Decide, Water)
Dao Dao Dharma seal was punched into his natal magic weapon, and hit the khaki light curtain in the sky.

But these two throwing knives did not shake the khaki light curtain, but only stirred up waves.

Seeing this scene, Wang Tianqing's expression changed drastically, and he said to Wang Qingyun in a deep voice, "Is there a way to break through this formation?"

Wang Qingyun shook his head, his face was full of gloom.

The entire battle situation has undergone an earth-shaking reversal.

"Take the defensive magic weapon and attack with all your strength!" Cheng Xianghe shouted violently.

On the ground, more than [-] Cheng family qi training monks heard this sound, put away their defensive magic weapons, and kept making formulas, condensing out Taoist seals, turning them into Taoist spells, and were driven into the Green Bamboo Mountain by the Cheng family monks.

"boom!"

The monks of the Wang family in Qingzhu Mountain could only resist these attacks with the help of defensive magic weapons.

Whenever they make an attack, it will be blocked by the light curtain propped up by the 36 Heavenly Dragon Dragon Formation.

Cheng Xianghe raised his hand and punched the nine Xuanshui heavy beads beside him into the formation, aiming directly at Wang Qingyun.

Seeing this, the rest of the Cheng Family's Foundation Establishment cultivators took out their magic weapons one after another.

There are only eight foundation-building monks of the Wang family in Qingzhu Mountain, and the Cheng family relies on the number advantage to keep suppressing the monks of the Wang family.

After the two sides fought for half a cup of tea, Wang Qingyun saw Wang Tianqing who only knew how to dodge and did not fight back. He was furious and said furiously, "Tian Qing, if you don't fight now, when will you have to wait?"

Hearing these words, Wang Tianqing felt a little uncomfortable, but knowing that he couldn't delay any longer, he swung a flying sword.

A seal of spiritual power was condensed and penetrated into the sapphire sword.

The sapphire sword turned into a cyan light and shadow, knocking away the flying sword that had been fighting him.

Raising his hand again, he waved out a small blue lamp, made a seal with his ten fingers, condensed a seal of spiritual power, injected it into the small lamp, and wisps of blue flames gushed out from the small lamp.

Under Wang Tianqing's control, these cyan flames hit the huge light curtain in the sky.

The light curtain propped up by the 36 formation flags was hit by blue flames, and the blue flames did not dissipate after a blow, but instead adhered to the light curtain and continued to burn.

"Qingyang fire?" Cheng Yuan shrunk his pupils slightly, staring at the strands of blue flames, secretly surprised.

With the help of the array plate to feel the intensity of the flames, he reacted.

"Is it the flame from the Qingyang fire lamp? This person's cultivation is probably as high as the peak of foundation establishment, why would the monks of the Qingyang sect come to help the Wang family?" Cheng Yuan frowned first, thinking in his mind.

Although he was extremely puzzled in his heart, he didn't stop forming seals, and still put the spiritual power in his body into the formation plate, maintaining the 36 Tiangang trapped dragon formation.

After half a stick of incense, the Wang family's qi-training monks were under the full attack of the Cheng family's monks, and nearly ten people were killed or injured.

Seeing that things were not going well, Wang Qingyun was very sad.

"How can you break this formation?" Wang Qingyun shouted violently.

The rest of the extremely foundation-building cultivators of the Wang family shook their heads when they heard this.

"Destroying the spiritual veins in the mountain, and without the supply of spiritual energy, that formation must be difficult to last for long!" Wang Tianqing said with a gloomy face.

As soon as the words came out, no one responded.

They have always known about destroying the spirit veins and breaking the array, but they dare not bring it up.

In the area of ​​the Qingyang Zong, there have always been relevant regulations.

There must not be conflicts between the foundation-building and immortal-cultivating families, and there must be no family extermination.

Once discovered by Qingyang Sect, the hands-on family will definitely be severely punished.

The matter of destroying the spiritual vein is even more so. Once Qingyangzong finds out about it, it will definitely be killed.

Just like Yunmeng Mountain, in fact, the real owner is not the Yunmeng Cheng family, but the Qingyun sect.

It's not a special case, but all the spiritual veins in the Qingyang Sect belong to the Qingyang Sect.

It is distributed to the major fairy clans, and they just want them to manage this vast territory.

Once a spiritual vein is destroyed, Qingyang Sect will definitely pursue it.

Wang Qingyun looked at Tianji's continuous attacks, and his eyes were full of complicated meanings.

After taking a deep breath, Wang Qingyun said helplessly, "Destroy the spirit veins. If we don't destroy them, we may have a hard time escaping from this place today."

Everyone heard the words and didn't speak, but they also acquiesced.

"Tian Qing, go and destroy the spirit veins!"

"Grand Elder, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for me to destroy the spirit vein!" Wang Tianqing said with a strange expression.

Hearing this, Wang Qingyun's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "Don't make us turn against you, if my Wang Family Foundation Establishment cultivator destroys the spiritual veins of Qingzhu Mountain, he will die, but you are different, whether you destroy or not !"

Wang Qingyun stared at Wang Tianqing, raised his hand and swung a flying sword magic weapon, as if he wanted to fight Wang Tianqing.

The other seven foundation-building monks of the royal family saw that their grand elder was like this, so they followed suit.

Seeing this, Wang Tianqing's complexion changed drastically, and he was even more furious. He wanted to do something, but there are too many foundation-builder cultivators here. Once he did, he would be the one to die.

With a soft cry, Wang Tianqing forced a smile on his face, and said, "What are you elders doing, I'm going to destroy the spiritual veins, break the formation, and open up a way out for my Wang family members!"

"Huh!" Wang Qingyun snorted coldly.

Raising his hand, he took back the magic weapon of the flying sword beside him, and dealt with Cheng Xianghe's nine Xuanshui heavy beads with all his strength.

The other seven foundation-building monks of the Wang family did the same, and they did their best to deal with the attack from the foundation-building monks of the Cheng family.

Wang Tianqing turned into a blue light and shadow, and disappeared here.

Not long after, he came to a stone wall.

Swinging the sapphire sword in his hand, he broke the stone wall.

Behind the stone wall is a cave, and rich spiritual energy is continuously gushing out from the opening opened by Wang Tianqing.

"It's a pity!" Wang Tianqing's words revealed pity.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Tianqing stepped into the cave.

As he walked deeper and deeper, the aura around him became more and more intense, even reaching the appearance of liquefied aura.

Soon, he came to the depths of the cave.

Wang Tianqing looked down at the brook in front of him, his eyes full of pity.

But if the spirit pulse doesn't work, he has no way out.

With a wave of his hand, he swung out the green jade sword, cutting off the small river formed by the spirit liquid.

Just as the flying sword was about to fall, the stream of spiritual liquid flashed a dazzling light and turned into a dragon shape.

Jiaolong opened his mouth wide and bit the sapphire sword in his mouth.

"Hmph! How dare you make a second-order low-grade spirit vein!" Wang Tianqing snorted coldly.

Swing out the Qingyang Fire Lamp, make a formula with ten fingers, and condense a spiritual light seal, thereby urging the Qingyang Fire.

A large piece of Qingyang fire gushed out, covering the entire dragon.

No matter what method the dragon uses, it can't extinguish these flames, it can only still burn its own body with flames.

After the two entangled for half a cup of tea, Jiaolong's body shrank a little.

The surrounding spiritual energy also became a little thinner because of the dragon.

Wang Tianqing made a formula with ten fingers, condensed an extremely powerful seal, and pierced it into the green jade sword.

"go!"

The sapphire sword slashed out a twenty-foot sword light across the air, attacking the spirit vein flood dragon.

"Roar!"

Jiaolong roared, and with an expression of unwillingness, he turned into little stars and dissipated in this world.

Just when the spirit vein flood dragon turned into spiritual light, the whole green bamboo mountain kept shaking.

The cave also kept dropping stones, falling to the ground.

Seeing this, Wang Tianqing didn't show the slightest smile on his face. Instead, he looked sad and hesitant.

"After this incident, I will definitely be punished by the sect. If I want to rely on the help of the sect, if I break through to the half-step Golden Core cultivation level, I'm afraid I will lose it!"

"Damn the Cheng family!"

Wang Tianqing's eyes were full of resentment, and he left the place quickly.

He just left for less than half an hour, and the entire cave collapsed directly, leaving no trace of the cave.

The Green Bamboo Mountain swayed continuously and collapsed directly.

The Baizhang Mountain is also shortened by half, only a few tens of Zhang high.

The monks of the Wang family who were originally on the top of Qingzhu Mountain were told by the elders of their own family to set foot on the flying magic weapon.

"Fall on the ground, take this opportunity to break through this trap in one fell swoop!" Wang Qingyun shouted violently.

After more than [-] monks from the Wang family fell to the ground, they immediately made a formula, urged the magic tools and spells to hit the huge khaki light curtain in the sky.

At this time, at an altitude of several hundred meters, Cheng Yuan on the flying boat frowned, with a gloomy expression on his face, which completely lost the momentum he had just now.

"Such a damn thing dares to destroy the spiritual veins, isn't it afraid that the Qingyang sect will pursue it later?" Cheng Yuan gritted his teeth first.

Without the yellow light curtain propped up by the 36-day gang dragon circle that provided the aura provided by the third-order low-grade spiritual veins, under the attack of nearly a hundred monks from the Wang family, the light curtain was stirred up and dimmed a lot at the same time.

Cheng Yuanxian, who was holding the 36 Tiangang Trapped Dragon Formation, could only continuously condense the spiritual power seal into it, so as to keep the trapped light curtain from being destroyed.

The members of the Cheng family outside the Green Bamboo Mountain also noticed the changes that had taken place inside the trap.

"Xianghe, get ready, I won't last long!" Cheng Yuan took the opportunity, turned his head, and yelled at Cheng Xianghe.

Hearing this sound, Cheng Xianghe also knew that the matter was serious, and immediately signaled to warn the Cheng family members on the ground.

After half a cup of tea, the light curtain propped up by the 36 Heavenly Gang Trapped Dragon Formation was directly cut by a sword glow of more than twenty feet with a huge gap.

The monks of the Wang family were not stupid, and Qi Qi fought towards the gap in the light curtain.

"boom!"

Under the attack of the monks of the Wang family, the khaki light curtain turned into bits of aura and dissipated in the sky and the earth.

Cracks also appeared on the formation disk in Cheng Yuanxian's hand, without a trace of aura at all.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spat out from Cheng Yuanxian's mouth, and his complexion was not good.

"The spiritual power in my dantian is only [-]% now, I'm afraid this battle will be..." Cheng Yuan first looked at the nearly a hundred monks of the Wang family who rushed out, his face was ashen, and secretly said.

"Everyone from the Cheng family, follow me to defend against the enemy!" Cheng Xianghe shouted violently.

Hearing this sound, the hearts of the Cheng family members present were shocked, and they were full of fighting spirit.

Cheng Qifeng turned his head, looked at the beautiful woman beside him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said, "Ma'am, it would be nice to fight with my husband!"

"Wherever my husband goes, I will go there!" Liu Ruxu said firmly and gently.

"Walk!"

The two of them stepped on the same flying boat, made formulas to condense the dharma seal, pierced into the dharma weapon, and waited for the attack of the monks of the Wang family.

In less than a moment, the battle is about to start.

The foundation-building monks on both sides deliberately avoided the battlefield of their own qi-training clansmen and dragged them half a mile away.

The opponents of Cheng Qifeng and Liu Ruxu are two white-haired mid-stage monks.

"clank!…"

The flying sword magic weapons played by the four collided in the sky, making harsh noises, but did not cause much damage to the opponent.

Seeing this, Cheng Qifeng raised his brows slightly, raised his hand to call out the Ziyang furnace, made a seal with his ten fingers, condensed a seal, and punched it into the Ziyang furnace, using this to wave a large piece of Ziyang fire, sweeping away towards the two foundation-building cultivators of the Wang family .

The two middle-stage monks of the Wang Family Foundation Establishment frowned, but the Ziyang fire spread too fast, they did not escape, and were trapped in the Ziyang fire.

In desperation, they could only use their own defensive magic weapon to set up a defensive light curtain to temporarily block Ziyanghuo.

A smile appeared on the corner of Cheng Qifeng's mouth, and he raised his hand to call out the red beetle.

As soon as the three red beetles appeared, they were signaled by Cheng Qifeng to spit out poisonous flames. They were also quite obedient. They opened their mouths, and a little spiritual light gathered in their mouths. Before half a breath, they spit out poisonous flames and merged into the Ziyang fire.

Under the control of Cheng Qifeng's powerful spiritual consciousness, the poisonous flame and the Ziyang fire temporarily merged into one, and swept towards the two trapped Wang Family Foundation Establishment monks together.

Inside the Ziyang fire, the defensive light curtain propped up by the monks of the Wang family was eroded by the poisonous flame of Ziyang, making a "squeak! squeak!" sound.

The monk of the Wang family who propped up the light curtain with the help of the defensive magic weapon could only increase his spiritual power and inject it into the defensive magic weapon, so as to strengthen the power of the defensive light curtain and not be overwhelmed by the poisonous flame of Ziyang.

Seeing this, another mid-stage monk of the Wang family wanted to urge Fei Jianqiang to break out of Ziyanghuo's encirclement and kill Cheng Qifeng, but it didn't work.

As soon as Feijian touched the Ziyang fire, his spirituality was burned, which made him dare not try again.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ruxu couldn't help admiring her Mr. Ruyi, but she was not to be outdone.

Raising his hand to call back the white jade flying sword, he made a gesture with his ten fingers, and a sense of coldness spread from the white jade flying sword.

Dao after sword intent emanated from Liu Ruxu's body and slowly merged into the Piaoxue sword.

"go!"

The Piaoxue sword with its fifteen-foot sword glow attacked the monks of the Wang family who were surrounded by the poisonous flames of Ziyang.

Cheng Qifeng noticed this scene, and raised his hand to make a gap, allowing Piaoxue Sword to hit the defensive light curtain safely.

A huge wave appeared above the light curtain.

"Crack!"

A small crack suddenly appeared.

The middle-stage monks of the Wang Family's Foundation Establishment showed surprise in their eyes, quickly made a formula, quickly condensed a spiritual seal, and penetrated into the defensive magic weapon in front of them, thus filling the gap.

Seeing this, Liu Ruxu became more courageous as he fought.

Continuously hitting the light curtain with the Piaoxue sword, there were waves everywhere.

In addition to the erosion of the poisonous flame of Ziyang, it took only half a cup of tea, and the spiritual power of the foundation cultivator who supported the light curtain was exhausted.

Another foundation-building cultivator of the Wang family quickly swung out his defensive magic weapon, propped up the defensive light curtain, and took over from his fellow clan.

This scene fell in the eyes of Cheng Qifeng and his wife, and there were smiles on the corners of their mouths.

At this time, the other end of the battlefield.

Cheng Yuan first relied on the nine natal flags to prop up a defensive light curtain, and struggled to resist the incoming sapphire sword.

"The Wang family actually has two foundation-building peak monks!" Cheng Yuan frowned, looking at Wang Tianqing in front of him, and secretly thought.

Wang Tianqing was extremely depressed at this moment. He thought that with his own strength, he would be able to kill the formation mage who destroyed his spiritual veins, but unexpectedly, he could not resist his own attack with the formation flag.

(End of this chapter)