Practice a low-level profession until you become an immortal and call yourself an ancestor

Chu Changqing's eyes widened and he turned to look at Wang Hao: "What's going on?"

Chu Changqing knew that if something happened to the defensive formation, it had nothing to do with Wang Hao.

Wang Hao is not a fool, and it is even more impossible for him to cancel the formation directly.

The most important thing is that Wang Hao doesn't have this ability.

The defensive formation does not mean that it can be closed, but it requires a high level of cultivation and a thorough understanding of the formation.

Wang Hao shook his head, and there was no need to look closely at the confused look on his face: "I, I don't know."

Chu Changqing suddenly realized that he was asking in vain!

Now Wang Hao's cultivation level is not as high as his own.

He blurted out the question entirely because he was not familiar with the Tianxian Stream. He subconsciously thought that Wang Hao would have measures to deal with this situation after staying here for so long.

But it's not.

Although Wang Hao spent some time in Tianxian Stream, he stayed behind closed doors for most of the time. He was not a person who studied battle tactics.

Therefore, he should not be able to rely on him for the strange things about this formation.

Seeing that the demon cultivators in front were about to kill, Chu Changqing basically had an idea in his mind.

There is a high probability that it was caused by demonic cultivators.

The excited and ferocious look on the other side's face from the very beginning had already revealed the purpose of their visit.

And they all fell from the air to the ground in advance without any damage.

On the contrary, the disciples of Luoyu Sect, who had been soaring in the air for a few foundation building periods, fell heavily to the ground after the formation lost its effect, and were basically seriously injured instantly.

Chu Changqing took a breath and adjusted his spiritual power, but found that the spiritual power in his body was only one level of Qi training.

Sure enough, the spiritual power was restricted.

Immediately, Chu Changqing quickly took out the talisman and some magic weapons.

In the end, without exception, all of them cannot be used.

In other words, magical weapons and talismans from the first level to the middle level cannot be used.

Because the thin spiritual power in the body is simply not enough to support the operation of talismans and magic weapons.

Chu Changqing reacted very quickly. What he just did was actually just a matter of breath.

After sensing something was wrong, he immediately shouted: "Back up! Back up!"

In fact, Chu Changqing was not particularly panicked because he discovered that those demon cultivators could no longer use spiritual power.

Less than two thousand meters away, the opponent ran wildly for several breaths, and it was not time to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

So if you use the physical body.

Chu Changqing didn't panic at all.

His physical body is already strong enough now, and every attack between his fists and palms is not much different from the normal spells used by monks in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Coupled with the fact that he still has true energy in his body and the various bonuses on the panel, he is quite comfortable with this kind of fist-to-bone combat.

If possible, Chu Changqing even thought that the entire world of cultivation would best practice cultivation in this style.

Chu Changqing had already tried hard to remind the panicked crowd, and he also used his loud voice.

But the lack of spiritual power is too terrifying for normal monks.

Because many monks have been in the world of cultivation for several years and decades, spiritual power is a part of their normal life and survival.

Especially the monks in the foundation building period, their inability to adapt is even more serious.

This feeling is like an ordinary person suddenly losing his arms and legs, and panic sweeps through the heart of every righteous monk.

"What's going on? Why can't I use my spiritual power?"

"It's over, we're done!"

"Senior brother, activate the mountain protection formation quickly!"

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The anxious and panicked voices of the brothers made Wang Hao, who was already confused, even more confused.

Although his level is not low, he is still essentially a disciple and has no experience in controlling the overall situation.

If he were asked to fight on the battlefield or fight with the enemy, he might still be a good player, but the situation in front of him was really unexpected.

Wang Hao actually stuttered a little when he spoke: "I, I, I"

Chu Changqing patted Wang Hao on the shoulder hard: "Calm down, it's just that my spiritual power can't be used!"

Chu Changqing pointed hard at the demon cultivators who came to kill them: "Look carefully, they can't use spiritual power either!"

"Without our spiritual power, aren't our sect disciples no match for these demon cultivators?"

"Hurry up and organize the disciples! Defend the enemy together!!"

Under Chu Changqing's half-scolding and half-comfort, Wang Hao came back to his senses.

At this time, Zheng Xiangqiang also rushed over, and his expression was a little ugly: "Changqing, what should I do!?"

The current situation is very unfavorable to them.

Although both good and evil sides can no longer use spiritual power, the manpower on the evil side is basically three times that of their side.

In addition, the devil is obviously prepared, and it is clear in advance that spiritual power will cause such a situation to occur.

Whether you are prepared to fight or not, and coupled with the huge disparity in numbers, this battle will most likely be very tragic.

Now Zheng Xiangqiang feels that the best option is to run away.

Shameful, but very useful.

He couldn't help but said to Wang Hao:

"Senior Brother Wang, why don't you withdraw?" Zheng Xiangqiang spoke very quickly, "We are obviously trapped and have no intention of fighting. Even if we go all out, we will still lose."

"It's better to withdraw directly. At least a lot of strength will be preserved."

Wang Hao didn't know what to make at this time. When he was hesitating, he heard Chu Changqing on the side say: "It's too late."

Chu Changqing looked at the demon cultivators who were already close at hand and said, "Since they are here this time, they must be prepared."

"If we try to escape rashly now, the casualties may be even more severe, and the way back may have been cut off."

Chu Changqing took a breath, took out his knife from the storage bag, and then said to Wang Hao and Zheng Xiangqiang: "You should organize your disciples quickly and gather your strength. If you continue to act like a pile of scattered sand, you will be defeated by the enemy one by one." Break."

Wang Hao looked at the weapon in Chu Changqing's hand and couldn't help but ask: "Senior Brother Chu, what are you planning to do?"

Chu Changqing took a breath, then recalled his ordinary martial arts and fighting on the battlefield in his mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"what?"

"Of course it's murder."

Chu Changqing's smile became even wider, and he directly played the role of Overlord Xiang Yu. His tone changed, and he shouted sharply at the demon cultivators who had already rushed to the gate of Luoyu Sect: "Hey!"

"Since you are asking for death, I will grant your wish!"

After saying that, Chu Changqing kicked his feet. The true energy in his body was circulating, and coupled with his own extraordinary physical strength, a big pit appeared under his feet in an instant.

The whole person was like a spiritual sword being unsheathed, killing many demon cultivators at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Zheng Xiangqiang and Wang Hao were slightly surprised when they heard the change in Chu Changqing's voice, because they thought it was very strange.

Chu Changqing's way of speaking was too weird, as if he was singing an opera. And when Chu Changqing burst out with such speed, which was not even weaker than the foundation building, Wang Hao's eyes flashed with deep shock and confusion.

"Senior Brother Chu, is it physical training!?"

Zheng Xiangqiang had the opposite expression to Wang Hao. He was instantly relieved, and then even relaxed and took a long breath: "It seems, it seems like there is no need to worry too much."

His voice was not loud, but Wang Hao heard it clearly from beside him.

Wang Hao looked at Zheng Xiangqiang, "What? What did Junior Brother Zheng think of? What trump card does Senior Brother Chu have that can make you feel so confident that everything is fine in an instant?"

Zheng Xiang opened his mouth forcefully, then shook his head: "I don't know how to describe it."

"But Mr. Chu Changqing is very strong, and his physical body is very strong."

"The most important thing is that he came up from the common world. I heard from him that before he practiced, he was a great master of martial arts in the common world."

After hearing this, Wang Hao was even more shocked: "What? A martial arts master with a strong physical body?"

Zheng Xiangqiang nodded, and the panic-stricken embarrassment just now disappeared from his face: "Well, Senior Brother Wang, just listen to Chang Qing and organize the disciples first."

"With him here, regardless of winning or losing, at least he can help us buy a lot of time."

Zheng Xiangqiang knew that Chu Changqing was very strong, but he couldn't guarantee whether Chu Changqing could still deal with hundreds of demon cultivators when his spiritual power was completely lost.

Therefore, it is better to organize the disciples as soon as possible and form a counterattack.

Wang Hao nodded, and just when he was about to take action, he suddenly heard a scream in the distance that pierced the sky.

Wang Hao and Zheng Xiangqiang looked sideways and saw more than ten huge heads flying up.

When it floated to the highest point, the head still blocked some starlight.

When the demon cultivators beside Heiyu learned that the formation was complete and that all the disciples of the Luoyu Sect would have no spiritual power, they all rushed forward as if they had been given a shot of blood.

Because their skills are like this, requiring a lot of human souls, essence and blood to practice.

Being the first to kill the enemy means being the first to get more resources.

Compared to the spirit stones, they care more about the heads of Luoyu Sect disciples.

The moment the Tianxian Stream defense formation disappeared, they all went crazy.

Not only the few foundation-building demon cultivators at the front, but also the hundreds of qi-training demon cultivators following behind were all going crazy.

Because they, the demon cultivators, did not come to invade the Northern Wilderness to give away their heads.

But for the sake of immortality.

For these cultivation resources, for the heads of these righteous monks.

Now that the plan has begun to be implemented, these people can be completely caught off guard.

In the Tianxian Stream, there are hundreds of Luoyu Sect disciples. Even if they get one point, it is enough for them to make some progress in their cultivation.

The most important thing is that breaking the dangerous natural stream will bring great benefits to the Demon Lord.

It will be easier for them to invade the depths of the Northern Wilderness!

A body-refining demon cultivator in the foundation-building stage, with a gaunt figure, ran at the front of the crowd.

With this kind of spiritual power being suppressed at the first level of Qi training, he dared to claim to be the strongest among all the demon cultivators present.

Therefore, in this case, he should be the first to enjoy the nourishment of a large amount of essence and blood from Luoyu Sect disciples.

"Man Niu, please slow down for me!"

"Normally I don't see you doing anything, but now that Heiyu has closed the formation, you are full of energy!"

"Wait a minute, I!"

Man Niu, the gaunt Foundation-Building Demonic Cultivator, chuckled. Hearing the sour tone of the Foundation-Building companions behind him, he couldn't help but rejoice inwardly and responded excitedly:

"After this battle is over, I'm afraid I will reach the peak of foundation building! Hahahaha!"

Man Niu was the first to rush to the entrance of the Tianxian Stream. His blood seemed to boil when he looked at the disciples of the Luoyu Sect who were a few steps ahead and had panic expressions on their faces.

It's all mine!

It’s all the food I need to become a demon!

Man Niu was so excited that his body was trembling.

Just when he squeezed out a roar from his throat, took the Ghost Head Sword weapon, and planned to kill someone, he suddenly heard a strange tone coming from the distance.

"Since you are asking for death, I will grant your wish!"

Turning around, he saw a pretty boy with a lean and slender figure. He also had a big knife in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Man Niu couldn't help but laugh.

Because there is something funny about this scene.

The big knife is too big and too sharp, just like a child holding a hatchet, full of dissonance.

Coupled with Chu Changqing's dramatic style, he seemed to be a clown trying to please others.

"Hahahaha, someone was frightened!"

At this time, several demon cultivators behind Man Niu also caught up, and they also saw and heard Chu Changqing.

They did not laugh, but immediately jumped over the bull and charged towards the distance with a ferocious smile.

Now is the time to compete for resources, and only a brainless person like Man Niu would choose to stay where he is and watch the joke.

Behind you, hundreds of colleagues are waiting to eat meat! Why don't you hurry up?

When Man Niu saw the crowd passing him, his laughter suddenly stopped, and his expression changed in shock: "Hey! You don't have martial ethics!"

At this moment, he saw Chu Changqing rushing over from the corner of his eye.

At first, he thought the pretty boy was a little funny, but his speed was so fast that he could not catch it with his naked eyes. It was like a white meteor that rushed in front of his eyes in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a strong wind hitting his neck.

As a physical practitioner in the middle stage of foundation building, Manniu's fighting instinct made him raise his arms.

Then, he felt a pain in his arm, a burning pain that surged from his forearm to his brain.

The barbarian bull couldn't help but let out a scream and retreated violently.

After taking a closer look, he found that his forearm was broken.

It breaks all the way from the elbow joint.

He looked up again, and what he saw in front of him shocked him to the spot.

He saw the dozen or so colleagues who had just passed him and planned to go deep into the Luoyu Sect disciples to kill, all fell straight to the ground.

Even when he fell to the ground, his movements did not change.

The only thing that had changed was that their heads on their shoulders were gone.

As many corpses fell to the ground, there was only one handsome man wearing a white Taoist robe, holding a long-edged sword, and his clothes were soaked in bright red, looking at the Barbarian Bull himself as if looking at a dead person.

"you you you"

Man Niu's eyes were as big as lanterns, and he stammered between words.

Being stared at by Chu Changqing's eyes, he shuddered instantly, sweat broke out on his back and forehead, and he couldn't even feel the pain of his broken arm.

Now he slowly came back to his senses, and there was only one thought left: escape!

Chu Changqing looked at the stunned demon cultivators in front of him, especially the strong man who was more than two meters tall, and smiled:

"It's your turn." (End of Chapter)