The Xu family follows Taoism and seeks longevity

Chapter 302: The End of the War (-word chapter with Easter eggs!) (Please subscribe!)

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

The Xu clan members, who had finished meditating long ago, were gathering together, and ancestor Xu Deming was handing out spiritual objects and giving instructions before the battle.

"This is a first-class high-grade spiritual talisman and a spiritual shield talisman. After being activated, a shield with a radius of several feet will be formed in front of the body to resist the enemy's attack! Take it, two for each person! Also remember, the battle will begin later. When the time comes, you try to get together and act together and don't spread out, so that the family foundation can better protect you, remember?"

"Remember!" the Qi Practitioners said in unison.

The spiritual items are distributed in order from high to low. The spiritual items of the Foundation Establishment tribe have been distributed, and now the Qi Lian tribe has also been distributed. This link is completely over!
  "Okay, after this decisive battle is over, you can go home and try to survive! Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Xu Deming walked at the forefront, leading his clansmen and embarked on the battlefield without hesitation.

At this moment, both sides can be said to have launched an attack without reservation. Even the battleships carrying the monks have been put away, ready for a desperate fight.

Let's look at it from top to bottom. The ones at the top of the battlefield are the leader Yan of the Righteous Alliance and the deputy leader of the Demon Cult. The two sides have been confronting each other for several quarters of an hour. However, because they are afraid of each other, they There has been no action, but around the two of them, the Yuanying monks from both sides have been fighting together, and the momentum is earth-shattering, but this does not affect the two of them at all.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, it doesn't seem right for us to keep watching without taking action. How about we both stretch our muscles?" In the end, it was the Demon Sect's Deputy Leader Hao who couldn't hold his breath and spoke first.

"Haha! Old Ghost Hao, you misplaced the leader of the Liuyang Sect, and you actually led the entire sect to join the Demon Sect, and I heard you even became a deputy leader! It's only been a few years since you broke through to the Nascent Soul, so it's really Extremely arrogant! Well, since you are so eager to seek death, I will give you a ride!" Leader Yan sneered.

"Why did I act like this? You Jiushi Sect must know the reason better than anyone else, right? There happen to be a lot of Nascent Souls from the Righteous Alliance here, so I'll explain it to you!" Vice Leader Hao said back.

The voices of the two were not quiet, and several Nascent Soul monks nearby heard their conversation. Judging from the intensity of their actions, they all wanted to hear that Hao Gui, who was originally a member of the righteous path, is now the deputy leader of the Demon Cult. of what he said.

But how could Alliance Leader Yan, who was born in the Jiushi Sect, allow him to talk nonsense? Before the deputy leader of the Demon Sect could finish his words, the next moment, Alliance Leader Yan had appeared in front of him, holding a spear in his hand and striking with anger in his eyes. other side.

The spear in his hand was refined for him by the fifth-level high-grade weapon refiner of Jiu Shi Sect. It took countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures and took decades to refine into a fifth-level high-grade magic weapon. This treasure He has been following him for nearly three hundred years, and countless souls have died under this gun.

He turned his hand, and a layer of green flame suddenly appeared on the spear. The flame was extremely light in color, as if it would go out at any time.

However, just this faint flame made Deputy Leader Hao suddenly feel a chill in his back, and he almost instinctively jumped back thousands of feet.

However, the furious Alliance Leader Yan refused to give in. He moved and rushed straight towards Deputy Leader Hao.

The flame on his spear is called "Soul-eating Spirit Fire". If an ordinary monk is contaminated by it, his soul will be burned by it. The pain will be unbearable, and it will also affect the mind and consciousness. It can be said to be a killing move. It can be said that this "soul-eating spiritual fire" is one of his trump cards.

Naturally, Deputy Leader Hao did not recognize this "soul-eating spiritual fire". The reason why he retreated from the spiritual fire was just out of instinctive fear.

However, even so, as an eighth-level Nascent Soul monk, he would not be passively beaten all the time. He saw that his hands turned into bone claws, and the sharp bone claws emitted cold light, and then he turned into a ball of black light, like a ghost. After several dodgers, his figure blurred, and three identical black shadows appeared, striking directly at Alliance Leader Yan's head, chest, and back from different directions.

Leader Yan snorted coldly, and the true energy and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to pour into the spear. In an instant, the "soul-eating spiritual fire" on the spear grew several times, and the soul-eating spiritual fire turned into a fire tornado, protecting him. in.

The three black shadows were unable to dodge, and two of them collided directly with the soul-eating spirit fire and turned into nothingness instantly. However, the black shadow that rushed straight to the back of Alliance Leader Yan was about to come into contact with the soul-eating spirit fire. Suddenly a cold light shot out!
  The cold light was only a foot long, but it easily penetrated the defense of the soul-eating spirit fire. Leader Yan felt a pain in his heart, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out.

He couldn't help but spit out blood, and he was indeed a man who had lived for many years. When he was injured, he flicked his sleeve and a spiritual talisman was attached to his body.

Seeing this scene, Deputy Leader Hao secretly thought it was a pity and thought in his heart:
  "If I had taken advantage of this old guy's negligence and killed him directly, it would have been much easier to win this war. It's a pity that I only seriously injured him. You know that I am a hidden weapon, but he is the leader of the church. Refined by his own hands, according to what he said, even the ordinary Nascent Soul Perfection cultivator will die with hatred when he encounters it. Unexpectedly, he failed to kill him with one strike. It seems that the strength of this old ghost is really impressive!"

Leader Yan, who was lucky enough to escape with his life, couldn't help feeling frightened at this moment. If it weren't for the set of fifth-grade high-quality armor he was wearing next to his body, it had blocked him and allowed him to avoid the assassination at the critical moment. If he were to use the hidden weapon of Yuanying in his Dantian, he would be dead on the spot now.

For a Yuanying master like him, even if his head is cut off and his internal organs are emptied, he will still die. As long as his Yuanying is intact, he can still be reborn and finally return to the Yuanying. It is not difficult to reach the infant realm, but if the Nascent Soul is destroyed, everything will be over. This shows how dangerous his situation was just now.

This also successfully angered him. After affixing a fifth-level defense talisman to himself, he swallowed another healing pill, then held a spear in his hand and shot at the deputy leader of the Demon Cult with anger.

At the Jindan battlefield, Liu Zhenren, who was responsible for protecting the Xu clan, was also engaged in a fierce battle at this time. His opponent was an old man with a gray beard and a monk at the seventh level of the Golden Core.

Liu Zhenren snorted coldly, opened his mouth slightly, and a white light suddenly shot out.

In an instant, a flying sword radiating cold light floated next to the body. It was three feet long, and a wide range of cold air lingered around the almost transparent sword body.

Even the foundation-building monks who were below at this moment felt that the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and some of the foundation-building monks even couldn't help but tremble in their teeth.

This is a flying sword with ice attributes, and Master Liu is also a monk with ice spiritual roots.

The gray-bearded old man was also shocked when he saw the other party's aura, and asked with a solemn look on his face.

"Fellow Taoist, could it be that he is an ice-attribute monk?" It was obvious that he seemed to be quite wary of Master Liu. He was thinking of how to distract her attention so that he could launch a sneak attack. However, he met the taciturn Master Liu. The plan came to nothing.

Seeing that the other party didn't reply, the old man kept moving his hands, opened his mouth and spit out a small red sword, which rose to ten feet in size in the storm, and stabbed straight towards the other party.

Liu Zhenren's expression changed, and he stretched out his finger, and the white giant sword immediately came forward. The white light came into contact with the red light for a moment.

"Click!" A soft sound!
  The white flying sword broke instantly and split into two.

The gray-shirted old man's face was frozen. He didn't expect this result, but he didn't have time to think about the reason. He thought it was because the opponent's flying sword was too poor.

His confidence skyrocketed, and he was overjoyed and continued to control the red light to attack.

Liu Zhenren's expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his hand and used two flying swords, one on the left and one on the right, to attack the red light.

"Bang!"
  The two small swords exploded again and became four!
  Fight again!
  "Bang bang smash!"

Continuous sounds were heard, and after several explosions, Liu Zhenren's flying sword had been divided into sixteen small flying swords.

Only then did the old man in gray robe realize that something was wrong. He patted the storage bag with his left hand, and a shining golden shield emerged to protect him. Then he quickly pinched the magic with both hands and retracted the flying sword.

He took out a small red flag magic weapon again, and it instantly became more than one foot long, holding it in the palm of his hand.

Countless mysterious patterns flashed on the flag, and rich fire spiritual power radiated out. The old man in gray robe waved hard, and a wave of flames suddenly rose on the flag. The next moment, countless flames covered the sky and the sun on the flag. The cloud rolled towards Master Liu.

Upon seeing this, Master Liu sneered, pointed his jade hand, and spoke in a cold and clear voice.

"It's too late, Ice Storm Sword Formation, wake up!"

Sixteen small cold-light swords immediately surrounded each other, forming two small circles. There were ten small swords in the outer ring, and six small swords in the inner ring rotated with countless cold air, forming a whirlpool of ice blades with a range of tens of feet, surrounding Within the scope of the whole body.

The overwhelming flames fell down and were wiped out the moment they hit the ice blade vortex, and the vortex continued to expand. Endless cold air spread out, and the ground of the fighting arena was covered with a thick layer of white frost. Even if the flames are so powerful, they can't hurt him in the slightest.

The gray-robed old man raised his eyes and saw that within a few tens of feet, the light and shadow of the icy little sword were filled with light and shadow. The cold light flickered, and it was impossible to see how many attacks were coming.

He could only hold the golden shield firmly in front of him and put up a fiery red shield for defense.

Among the lightning and flint, the sky was full of icy sword shadows, and the shield was pushed away with an unrivaled torrent of ice blades.

Bang!
  The shield also shattered, and he was about to be killed by the opponent's sword array. The old man did not sit still and wait for death. The moment the sword array touched his body, the golden elixir came out of his body, and he tried to escape and seize others. However, he underestimated the power of the sword array. As soon as the golden elixir left the body, he was strangled to pieces.

Seeing that his opponent was completely dead, Liu Zhenren reached out and made a move. The sixteen small swords of cold light that appeared in the air began to gather together to form a large white flying sword, which was sucked into his mouth again.

Let's talk about the foundation building battlefield where Xu Zhiyu is. His current situation, no, it should be said that the situation of all their family foundation building is not good. For some unknown reason, nearly a hundred foundation building monks suddenly rushed out from the demon sect camp. , surrounded the eight family foundation builders and launched a fierce attack.

But on the Jindan battlefield that he couldn't see, a young Jindan master who saw this scene nodded with satisfaction and said to himself:
  "Boy, you were the one who was nosy last time and reported our whereabouts to Zhenren Yuanying in Yuanzhenfang City. In the end, the saint used Zhou Tian's small teleportation talisman to take us out! I was thinking about this revenge. I can’t avenge you, but I didn’t expect to meet you again here, boy, let’s settle old and new grudges together today!”

It turned out that this female demon cultivator was the subordinate of the sissy that Xu Zhiyu used to use the Bagua Demonic Mirror in Yuanzhenfang City to identify him by mistake. She somehow recognized him, and then she ordered her subordinates to build the foundation demon cultivator. , attacking him crazily in order to avenge the past.

"Grandpa Sixteen, Uncle Twenty-nine, brothers! The situation is critical now. Do you still remember the Tiangang Puppet Talisman I gave you? If you don't need it now, when will you wait?"

After finishing his drink, Xu Zhiyu tapped the storage ring, and a stack of talismans appeared in his hand. He used extremely fast techniques to activate all the talismans.

I saw streaks of golden light flashing above the spiritual talisman, and second-level high-grade puppets wearing armor, shining with golden light, and holding various types of magic weapons appeared on the spot. Under the signal of his spiritual consciousness, they moved toward the surrounding Attack their foundation building.

The other Xu family foundation builders followed suit and took out the Tiangang Puppet Talisman from their storage bags, turning them into golden armored puppets and heading towards the demon cultivators.

With the help of more than fifty golden-armored puppets equivalent to the ninth level of foundation building, the pressure on Xu Zhiyu and the others was greatly reduced, but no one dared to take it lightly, because this talisman looked extremely powerful, but it could only last for two days. A quarter of an hour, so they must take advantage of these two quarters of an hour to kill as many foundation-building demon cultivators as possible, otherwise they will face the same predicament again after the magic talisman expires.

He tried his best to kill more enemies with the God-killing thorn, the thunder in the palm, and the three-talent talisman array, over and over again, just to kill more enemies. The same was true for other tribesmen. These puppets were second-level high-grade, equivalent to the ninth level of a monk's foundation building. Under their one-on-one, one-on-two, or even one-on-many control, at the end of two quarters of an hour, only about forty of the nearly one hundred foundation-building demon cultivators were left.

However, the casualties on the family foundation building side should not be underestimated. Xu Zhifeng's left leg was stabbed with a wound of more than three inches by a magic weapon, which penetrated from front to back and was still bleeding.

In order to protect Xu Zhiling, Mo Xinchao was hit in the back with a large sword and magic weapon. He almost lost his head and left a deep scar on his neck, which was shocking.

Looking at the injured tribesmen, and then at the more than 40 demon cultivators who rushed up to build the foundation, Xu Zhiyu didn't have time to think too much, he took out the demon-transforming talisman and put it on his body. A purple light flashed, and he changed from a human body to a body of three feet tall. The Moon-Watching Rhinoceros, which was dozens of feet long, heard his message:
  "All tribesmen, get on my back quickly, I will lead you to charge out and return to the alliance camp!"

It turned out that after nearly a hundred foundations had surrounded and fought against them, they had slowly left their own camp and were now at the front of the Demon Cult camp, isolated from the righteous camp.

Xu Zhiyu's sudden transformation into a monster caught the demon cultivators who were besieging them off guard. In the moment they were stunned, all the members of the Xu family's foundation-building tribe had already stood on the back of the rhinoceros he had transformed into. Then he stretched out his limbs and stood on the demon cultivator. The cultivators rushed through the group and ran straight to their own camp.

After the demon cultivators who besieged them reacted, it was of course impossible for them to just watch them break out like this. Various spell attacks and magical weapon attacks were launched in turn, just to stop the monster that Xu Zhiyu had transformed into. , but the defensive power of Mochizuki Rhinoceros did not disappoint him. Although many attacks fell on him, they did not cause any harm to him.

He was about to break through the siege, but at this moment, a powerful fire magical power descended from the sky and headed straight for the Moon-Watching Rhinoceros that Xu Zhiyu had transformed into. If this attack were to happen, not only would he die, but the person on his back would also die. Not one of the Tuo clan members will be spared.

Fortunately, this fire magical power was blocked by another ice magical power before it got close to Xu Zhiyu.

The one who took action against him was the Golden Core female demon cultivator who had just ordered the Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivator to besiege. When she saw Xu Zhiyu who was about to break out, after forcing the opponent back, she casually used a fourth-level fire magic power - Demonic Fire to Set a Prairie Fire. Just type it out.

The one who saved them was Zhenren Liu. She was always paying attention to the movements of the Xu clan. When she saw a golden elixir demon cultivator bullying the younger ones regardless of their status, she took action boldly.

With such an interruption, Xu Zhiyu returned to his own camp with his tribe on his back.

Although the golden elixir female cultivator who attacked him wanted to continue to attack him, she also had an opponent of her own. She was also a late golden elixir female cultivator. She saw this female demon cultivator fighting her. She found a gap and launched a sneak attack on her junior, which made her very angry. She immediately used all her magic weapons and beat him back continuously.

"Grandpa Sixteen, Uncle Twenty-nine, it's up to you to decide what to do next! I'm a little exhausted now, and I may not be able to help you much next!"

Xu Zhiyu, who returned to his own camp, immediately changed back to his original form when the time limit for the demon-transforming talisman was up. He almost fell down when he was unsteady. He hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the spirit stone in his hand. He said something and started to fight. Get up and sit down.

"Don't worry! Yu'er! We will protect your safety to the death! Xu's Foundation Establishment obeyed the order and surrounded Yu'er. If any attack comes, block it for me, even with your body. Block it, do you hear me?"

Looking at him sitting on the ground, Xu Shengxiao ordered his clansmen to speak.

"Yes!" Everyone was unambiguous and immediately followed the order, standing in different directions and blocking the recovering Xu Zhiyu behind them.

"Grandpa Sixteen, look!" At this time, Xu Zhichang and Xu Zhixin, who were facing the demon sect camp, shouted at the same time, their voices full of excitement.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me. I am standing with my back to you, so I can't see what you can see!" Xu Shengxiao said impatiently while looking at the surroundings.

"That's right. I see that the Qi Practicing Demonic Cultivators and the Foundation-Building Demonic Cultivators in the Demon Cult camp are slowly retreating, and this trend is accelerating!" Xu Zhixin rushed to answer.

"Really, Zhixin? Let's switch places, and I'll see what the devils are up to!"

Xu Shengxiao was overjoyed when he heard this, but he was very cautious and did not leave the place directly to see. Instead, he proposed to exchange places with Xu Zhixin. This was done just in case, which was inseparable from his rigorous character.

Xu Shengxiao looked around and saw that the low-level demon cultivators who were fighting with the Righteous Alliance were retreating as if they had received some unified order. Seeing this situation, he guessed:
  "Yes, the low-level monks of the Demon Sect are indeed evacuating in an orderly manner. I don't know if there is any conspiracy. Let's wait and see what happens! But this war has lasted for half a month! Both sides have suffered heavy losses, and the Demon Sect insists If you can’t hold back, it’s not impossible to escape!”

However, the specific details are not something that these little foundation-building monks can guess.

Since they had no orders, they stayed where they were. Three days have passed since this time. During this period, not only the low-level demon cultivators retreated, but also the middle- and high-level demon cultivators such as Zifu and Jindan also retreated. The ancestor Xu De, who was standing next to the tribe, Ming and Granny Wen are the best proof.

Their opponents didn't know what orders they received, and they all broke away from the battle group and ran away. In line with the principle of not pursuing the enemy when they were in trouble, and at the same time, they were also afraid of being ambushed, so they did not pursue them, but gathered around Xu Zhiyu and the others.

At this time, the Nascent Soul battle at the top of the sky was still going on, but the demon cultivators were also fighting and retreating, moving towards the south.

At this time, a thick layer of blood clouds covered the main battlefield, and there were some inexplicable things lingering on it. It seemed that these blood clouds had been summoned by something, and they were moving towards the demon at an extremely fast speed. Leaving Yuanzhou, the clan’s base camp!

In the blink of an eye, these blood clouds passed through Xuanzhou, arrived at the largest volcano in Yuanzhou, followed the crater, and were finally sucked into the nose of a monster with a length of ten thousand feet and nine eyes.

"Ho ho!" The monster that sucked the blood cloud seemed to be very happy, and made a happy sound from its nose. Not only that, only seven of its eyes were open, but now one more eye was open.

From the newly opened eye, a black cloud-colored light shot out, staying a hundred feet above the eye. This black light kept changing its shape, and finally transformed into a human form. It shouted several times to the sky in excitement. With a loud sound, he bowed to the nine-eyed monster again, casually tore the space in front of him, and disappeared.

If there are monks here, they will definitely be shocked, because only those with the cultivation of god can master the method of tearing apart space.

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