Chronicles of Celestial Origins

"Oh? I wonder what it is?"

"The supporting disciples from the sect have arrived. I think they are planning a formation to counterattack the Demon Sect. I have to inform the other brothers, so I'll take my leave first." The man said and left the inner hall.

Everyone stood up one after another and walked outside. They saw a bustling crowd outside and lined up, all of them were disciples coming to support them.

Several people came to the big tent, where many disciples had gathered, all of them were sect foundation-building monks, and the rest of them also arrived one after another.

About a quarter of an hour later, a group of people arrived. The leader, the old man with white hair and childish face, was the head Wei Xuande. The people behind him were Peng Wanli of Yuanyi Palace, Geng Tong of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Jiang Ming and Yan Shouyi.

Everyone stood on both sides of the tent and bowed together.

Wei Xuande took his seat at the top and said: "This time the Corpse Puppet Sect launches a large-scale attack to seize the land under my jurisdiction and kill my sect disciples. Which one can be tolerated? In order to avoid a fight, our sect has retreated again and again, but the Corpse Puppet Sect has retreated again and again. The wolf son of the sect is so ambitious that he wants to swallow the elephant. Today, we must fight to the death with him, so that we can teach the zombie sect the power of our sect."

"Yes." Everyone responded in unison.

"Junior Brother Jiang, Junior Brother Yan, this time the Corpse Puppet Sect launched a large-scale attack on our camp, how many casualties have there been?" Wei Xuande asked

Jiang Mingdao: "Many disciples have not returned, so we haven't had time to count them yet."

"Where are Fang Xiangming, Ma Quan, Xie Lang, and Qiao Zhenyu?"

"Disciple is here." The four of them came out in front of Wei Xuande and responded.

"How are your four casualties?"

"My Yu Tianyou and Junior Brother Tao An were killed, and the number of Qi Refining disciples' casualties is unknown," Qiao Zhenyu said.

"There are no casualties among our foundation-building monks. We only have unknown casualties among the Qi Refining disciples," Ma Quan said.

"All our foundation-building disciples have returned home. The Qi-refining disciples have not returned yet. I don't know what the casualties are." Xie Lang said

"My junior brother Peng Yan was killed, and junior brother Zhang Xian doesn't know whether he is alive or dead," Ma Quan said.

"Junior Brother Jiang, Junior Brother Yan, Junior Brother Peng, and Junior Brother Geng, could you please go and pick up the returning disciples." Wei Xuande said to the four of them.

The four of them left in response.

"All the disciples will return to their own departments. Fang Xiangming, Ma Quan, Xie Lang, Qiao Zhenyu, you and the other four will each lead their own disciples to follow Junior Brother Peng."

"yes."

"Where are Ruan Jingxian, Wei Yuan, Zhu Xu, and Zheng Shiyan?"

"The disciples are here." Four people walked out of the crowd and responded.

"The four of you will each lead your own disciples to follow Junior Brother Jiang."

"yes."

Wei Xuande will do it one by one.

Divide the crowd into five groups and follow the five Jindan monks. Wei Xuande also leads one group.

"You go and prepare, we will attack the Corpse Puppet Sect tomorrow."

"Yes." Everyone responded, left the tent, and returned to their respective headquarters.

Tang Ning followed Zhu Xu and walked with him to the headquarters of the Intelligence Department. Not long after, they arrived at the place where the disciples of the Intelligence Department were stationed. Since there were not so many rooms prepared in the camp, the disciples who came to support each other found their own places to station themselves.

Zhu Xu gathered all the disciples to convey Wei Xuande's order. This time, the Intelligence Department supported fifteen disciples, led by Lu Guang and Kong Fanxing. There were seven foundation-building monks in the Intelligence Department sect, leaving only Lu Xingxian and Chen Xuan. At the mountain gate, all the others went here.

About an hour later, several aurora boats landed in the formation one after another, and Ma Yu, Feng Shishi and others all returned.

The next day, the large army left the Puyang Mountains and headed west. Everyone rode on the Dharma Boat. A team of the Intelligence Department, the Discipline Department, the Talisman Department, and the External Relations Department, a total of more than a hundred people, followed Jiang Ming to the southwest.

After about an hour, I arrived at Fox Shadow Mountain and saw from a distance the Demon Sect, leaning against a large formation, already in formation, waiting for everyone.

The Dharma boat traveled for a while, and then Jiang Ming gave an order. Everyone jumped off the Dharma boat and faced off against the Demon Sect disciples. The distance between the two sides was about three hundred feet.

Jiang Ming flashed his light and reached between the two formations, saying loudly: "How dare the rats from the Corpse Puppet Sect attack my camp."

A person from the opponent's camp also flashed out of the light. He had a big face and big ears, and his temples were white.

"Those who have the best resources in the world will get them. The Qianyi sect is incompetent and has no virtue. This sect takes his place. This is the ear of destiny. If you know the truth, leave early, so as not to lose your life in vain."

"What are you capable of? Dare you say something big?"

"Let you see my methods." The man shouted.

As soon as he formed a seal with his hands, dark clouds instantly rolled in, covering a hundred feet of land. Thunder and lightning flashed within the dark clouds, enveloping Jiang Ming's figure.

"Try my magical power, Ten Thousand Puppet Cage." In the dark clouds, the man laughed loudly, and dozens of corpse puppets poured out from all directions. The faces of those corpse puppets were lifelike, no different from living people, but their expressions were dull.

Some flashed with lightning, some were bone-chilling, and some were covered in black gas, all attacking Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming let out a long roar, like the breath of a giant dragon. The deep, thick and majestic voice went straight into the sky. Everyone was hundreds of feet away. When they were shocked by the sound, they all felt their heads buzzing. The dozens of corpse puppets Instantly turned into powder.

But in the blink of an eye, more corpses were pouring towards him in the black clouds. Jiang Ming let out a loud roar, and his whole body soared dozens of feet, turning into a golden giant ape, with golden hair all over his body, like a god descending to earth.

I saw his fists striking out like a sudden rain, and in the blink of an eye, all the corpse puppets were chopped into melons and vegetables. None of them could defeat the enemy. When the Golden Ape fisted down, one of the corpse puppets would be smashed into a pulp. , in the blink of an eye, dozens of corpses turned into stumps and broken arms.

The golden ape rushed into the dark clouds, saw the man's figure, ducked to his side, and smashed his head with a punch.

His blood was splattered everywhere and his brain was shattered.

Jiang Ming was displeased and frightened, knowing that a dignified Jindan cultivator on the other side would never be able to be eliminated so easily.

Sure enough, only one voice was heard: "You can't kill me."

The golden ape turned around and was about to go towards the place where the sound came from. More than a hundred corpse puppets emerged from the thick clouds around him. The golden ape roared loudly and fought with the corpse puppets.

When the disciples of the Demon Sect saw that the Golden Elixir monks of the Qianyi Sect had been trapped in the magical power of their own Golden Elixir monks, they all shouted and rushed towards the Corpse Puppet Sect.

The Demon Sect implements a merit system, and the fastest and best way to improve merit is to kill Xuanmen monks and take their heads as one's own merit.

When the Qian Yizong saw people from the Corpse Puppet Sect rushing towards them, they all rushed to meet them, and in a blink of an eye they were fighting.

If you want to survive this kind of large-scale melee, the most important thing is to keep an eye on all directions and listen to all directions, find a suitable position, and avoid being attacked by others.

Dozens of rays of escaping light met between the two formations and stopped dozens of feet away. The lights of various magic and spiritual weapons intertwined together. Tangning formed a seal with his hands and performed the Fire Bird Technique. More than a thousand fire birds condensed in an instant, Attacked a man on the other side.

He had just finished forming the seal when his consciousness sensed that a mysterious needle was shooting towards him from the side, but it was a disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect on the left who launched an attack on him.

He turned his left hand, took out the golden bowl, and raised it upward. The golden bowl rose up in the wind and stood in front of him.

The mysterious needle struck the golden bowl, and the two colors of light intertwined, like a thin wooden stick striking cotton.

The golden bowl extends back one foot. This is the unique fluid characteristic of the golden bowl. It can be stretched infinitely to slow down its force.

The golden needle went straight forward, stretching the wall of the golden bowl for several feet, but it still did not penetrate the golden bowl.

When Tangning saw this, she was shocked. This golden bowl was originally a high-grade defensive weapon. Needless to say, its toughness was no worse than any high-grade spiritual weapon. The stretching effect of the fluid increases its defensive power. Only when the toughness is not enough to withstand the sharpness of the opponent's attack, the stretching effect of the fluid will appear to help relieve the opponent's strength.

In other words, the sharpness of this mysterious needle exceeds the toughness of the golden bowl itself, so the wall stretching effect occurs.

This ugly mysterious needle is actually a top-quality spiritual weapon.

At this moment, the man who attacked Tang Ning saw that the attack was ineffective and did not bother him. He waved the mysterious needle back into his hand.

What he wanted to do when he was unprepared this time was to kill with one strike. With the power of the mysterious needle, combined with his cultivation as a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, he could break the spiritual shield of an early stage monk like sweeping away rotten leaves, but I never thought that the golden bowl was extraordinary.

He didn't want to get entangled in this chaotic situation, so he immediately retracted his attack without success, and retreated to the rear in a flash.

On the other side, the disciples of the Corpse Puppet Sect saw thousands of firebirds swarming towards them. With a wave of their hand, a Corpse Puppet took out a hand, blocking it in front of him, and he stepped back.

Turning over with his left hand, he took out a white canvas and threw it upwards. The white canvas swelled in the wind and became ten feet in size.

The corpse puppet spewed out a large amount of black energy from its mouth and enveloped the firebirds. Thousands of firebirds were all enveloped in the black energy. The white canvas moved downwards, wrapping the firebirds and the black energy.

The man performed a magic trick with his hand, and the white canvas burst into white light. The man waved again, and the white canvas quickly shrank and returned to his hand.

The man patted and pulled on the canvas, and the canvas unfolded, but there was no trace of the black air or the shadow of the firebird.

Tang Ning covered her body with a golden bowl to prevent others from attacking. She formed seals with her hands to form a fire phoenix and attacked the Corpse Puppet Sect disciples.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a red sword struck the golden bowl hard. The golden and red lights intersected, and the golden bowl shook slightly.

The Corpse Puppet Sect disciple was about to strike again when he suddenly noticed something coming towards him from his side. He quickly controlled the red sword to block it, but it was a bead glowing with green light. The red sword met it and bang. With a sound, the two collided.

The red sword swung violently like a piece of paper, and the blade was already covered with cracks. The man was shocked and turned pale. He quickly retracted the red sword and stepped back.

The two sides went through a round of offense and defense in the melee, gradually opened up their positions, kept a relatively safe distance from others, and divided into several small battlefields.

Tang Ning faced off against a man from the Corpse Puppet Sect with a broad mouth and big ears. Like him, he was in the early stage of foundation building. The man probably took a fancy to Tang Ning's low level of cultivation and rushed towards him. He quickly retreated, and the two of them clashed. While they were chasing each other, they had already fled three to four hundred feet away from the main battlefield in a short time.

When Tang Ning saw that there were no other monks here, she stopped running and turned around to face the enemy. The Corpse Puppet Sect disciple also stopped and grinned. The two faced each other two to thirty feet apart.

Tang Ning took the lead in the disaster. She formed seals with her hands and gathered her spiritual power in one place. A wave of fire about twenty feet high formed in mid-air and poured in layer by layer towards the disciples of the Corpse Puppet Sect.

The fire waves surged into the sky, seeming to devour everything.

The Corpse Puppet Sect disciple was slightly shocked when he saw such a mighty fire wave formed by a monk in the early stage of foundation building. He himself knew this technique, but with his cultivation level, it would never be so powerful.