I will survive with proficiency

"Everyone, break through the formation with the old man."

Wei Changmiao, head of Nakajima Tianwu Sect, stood at the front, and a treasure flew into the sky from his cuff and floated in the sky.

Chen Ping didn't recognize the level of the treasure.

But I don't know what's going on.

The treasure is in the shape of a pot. Under the infusion of Wei Changmiao's spiritual power, the treasure emits a dazzling yellow light and shoots directly at the magic source area.

The large formation above the magic source area suddenly flickered, and the light was overflowing.

The aura of a row of Nascent Soul monks behind Wei Changmiao erupted at the same time, and multiple sources of spiritual power converged towards the pot-shaped treasure at the same time.

The pot-shaped treasure suddenly became larger, and its light became sharper.

Chen Ping and the Jindan monks were several miles behind the Nascent Soul monks, standing in the sky and nervously watching the situation ahead. Behind them are the foundation-building monks and lower-level monks.

"Brother Chen, my brother asked me to be with you." Baili Xianling stood beside Chen Ping at some point.

Chen Ping nodded:

"Where's your brother?"

"He's just building a foundation, and he's behind. After the war starts, a team from the Monster Race and I will take the opportunity to sneak into the Moyuan Mountain in the Moyuan area. Before Wenhun learned that there is a restricted area in the mountain range, let's see if we can The queen mother cannot be found there."

Chen Ping didn't say anything more.

But I heard Baili Xianling say:

"This battle is different from the previous few days. This time the demons have no way out. The demons should fight to the death. Brother Chen, be careful."

"Be careful too." Chen Ping smiled.

Although he had a smile on his face, he was actually quite nervous inside.

He has seen the lethality of the Nascent Soul, this kind of battle is not a contest on the martial arts arena, it is not a fixed "Nutral Soul and Nascent Soul fight, Jindan and Jindan duel", that is, Jindan monks may also be attacked by the demons. baby attack.

Such a situation is not without danger.

The only thing he can do is stay away from Nascent Soul when the time comes.

At this moment, under the continuous attack of the treasure, the large formation in the magic source area began to vibrate violently. When everyone was caught off guard, a wave of air rippled like ripples.

This wave of air was fast, but not too strong, and everyone didn't pay much attention to it at first.

Such air waves are too common in wars.

But when the Qi wave got close, those Nascent Souls realized that something was wrong. This Qi wave didn't seem to be strong, but in fact, it was only weak in physical attack, but it contained a strong spiritual aggressiveness.

"Everyone, be careful of mind and soul attacks." Wei Changmiao reminded loudly.

But the speed of the air wave was so fast that the Golden Core cultivator hadn't had time to react at all, and the air wave had arrived.

The few Golden Core cultivators standing in the front turned pale suddenly, and one of them was so shocked that he almost knelt down.

Chen Ping quickly cast out the 'Pluto Soul Splitting Technique', and a huge skull roared out in an instant, roaring against the air wave.

The third full-level 'Pluto Soul Splitting Art' is already the highest level that can be cultivated in the Jindan realm, and under the skull, the wave of energy is gone.

‘It really wasn’t a waste to learn this spell at the beginning. ’ Chen Ping looked at the pale Golden Core cultivators who were even knocked into the air in the distance, feeling lingering fear in his heart.

Fortunately, I had a full level of Pluto's soul splitting technique, and I was extremely sensitive to the aura of divine soul damage, so I was lucky enough to survive.

The means of these Nascent Souls are indeed terrifying.

"Thank you fellow daoist for your help." A female cultivator standing next to Chen Ping benefited from Chen Ping's spell and also survived.

"Fellow Daoists, you are welcome. On the battlefield, you and I are fighting against each other." Chen Ping cupped his hands.

The nunxiu smiled, looked at Baili Xianling beside Chen Ping, and said nothing.

After a while, the female cultivator heard Baili Xianling call Chen Ping 'big brother', and couldn't help but send a voice transmission to Baili Xianling: "Fellow Daoist, is he your own big brother?"

Baili Xianling blinked her eyes:

"He has Taoist companions, six or seven."

Nurse: .

"Ahem, girl misunderstood, I just want to know whether he is a casual cultivator or a disciple of the sect, and I just want to invite him to join the sect below."

"Oh, he has masters, six or seven."

Nurse: .

"He also has apprentices, six or seven."

Nurse: .

bang.

shining.

The big upside-down bowl over the magic source area finally fell apart.

"Follow the old man to kill the devil."

"Kill! Kill Moyuan Mountain and block the passage."

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Under the leadership of Wei Changmiao, the human monks galloped forward and launched a fierce attack on the Moyuan Mountain Range. For a while, shouts and howling spells resounded through the Rising Sun Boundary Wall.

On the other side, the demons are not to be outdone.

"Slaughter all the human race, enter the human world, and enjoy the rich human resources."

"Tu! Tu! Tu!"

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The battlefield quickly carried out a division of labor to catch and fight in order. Chen Ping's team was led by a Yaozu Nascent Soul Zhenjun, dozens of people, with golden cores and foundation building, and quickly fought with a demon team. Encounter and kill.

Because this demon team has two Nascent Souls, another Nascent Soul came to support the human race soon after seeing this situation, forming a two-on-two situation.

Chen Ping moved to a place with a small number of people as soon as possible to avoid being affected by the Nascent Soul's battle.

In fact, after the war started, Yuanying and Yuanying consciously fought farther and farther, making room for Jindan and Jindan to fight each other.

"Go to hell."

A demon cast a spell with one blow, and the black air came straight to Chen Ping. Chen Ping had successfully practiced the "Hundred Poisons True Demon Art", and he was no longer afraid of these poisonous and devilish airs.

When the defensive shield is hit, it quickly sends a thunderbolt to the demons.

Taking advantage of the Heaven's Punishment Thunder to numb it for a while, the Seven Star Longyuan Sword sent out countless green sword intents. The opponent's strength was not very strong, and he was beheaded by Chen Ping with one blow.

Immediately afterwards, the second demon race rushed over.

then the third

Chen Ping runs away when he encounters a strong one, and kills a weak one when he encounters one.

He is fast, and those strong ones who can't catch up with him will fight with other late Jindan monks of the human race and monster race, and will not pursue him relentlessly.

In the battlefield, the human race has the upper hand. However, the Demons had the home court advantage, and they had arranged some formation traps and other measures in advance, and it was difficult to distinguish from the beginning.

After half a stick of incense, Chen Ping was already numb.

Kill numb.

I don't know how many demons I killed, and I don't know how many companions died beside me.

The entire battlefield is getting bigger and bigger, and it has become an endless large area, covering the entire Moyuan Mountain Range.

Chen Ping couldn't tell where his master and senior sister Guan were fighting.

Chen Ping understood why Xiyue didn't let him join Xiyue's own team. It is very likely that the hurdle that Xiyue is going to break through is more difficult and risky. And he is only at the fourth level of Jindan, it is too dangerous to go there.

As time went on, the Terran side began to gain the upper hand.

Constantly advancing in depth into the mountains.

"Stop those damn monsters." Suddenly, a loud voice came from a distance, it was a demon monk Nascent Soul who was in a fierce battle with Yaozu Nascent Soul.

At the same time, a spell suddenly hit the valley.

That's where the demon and human monks concentrated and moved forward.

"Boss Mo, your opponent is me."

The Yaozu Zhenjun stepped forward, preventing the Mozu Nascent Soul from moving towards the valley, and at the same time a stream of light shot out to counteract the Mozu's magic attack.

"Brother." Baili Xianling galloped over, blocking a wave of Nascent Soul's aftermath attacks for Bailiye.

The Yaozu's mission this time is not only to take down the Demonzu, but also to try to find the Demon Queen.

These low-level monks such as Bailiye and the Helian family were also among them. While fighting with the low-level demon disciples, they continued to advance deep into the mountains, trying to find the restricted area.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah."

The Nascent Soul of the Demon Race crazily launched a violent attack on the Nascent Soul of the Monster Race:

"Go to die, go to die."

The Mozu Nascent Soul's eyes were red, and black air kept coming out of his pupils. His whole body even started to turn red, and his mouth kept roaring:

"Death is death, whoever is afraid of whom, ah, ah, ah."

"Supreme Demon Lord, please grant me strength."

In the uninterrupted attack, his spells became more violent and more fatal each time, and the Yaozu Nascent Soul retreated steadily after being beaten.

As the attack intensified, the body of the Nascent Soul of the Demon Race became more and more red, and the red was transparent. The Nascent Soul of the Demon Race fell into madness, he didn't care if his hand was broken, he didn't care if his abdomen was pierced, and he didn't care about the grim wound on his face.

The next moment, a huge stream of red light shot out from the protruding tumor on the forehead of the Mozu Nascent Soul, soaring into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, that stream of red light descended from the sky again, heading straight for the Yaozu Nascent Soul.

"Boom!"

The tail of the Yaozu Yuanying who had grown so violently during the battle broke in two, and his whole body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Old Ancestor." Countless demon disciples looked up at this scene feebly.

Full of sorrow.

After the red streamer knocked away the Yaozu's Nascent Soul, the largest beam of light scattered towards Chen Ping's Dazhan Valley.

All the monks in the battle slammed out of the way, but the light group didn't have the expected big attack wave, but there was a violent earthquake and mountain shaking.

When everyone came back to their senses, they realized that there was a huge pit where the red beam of light disappeared, and it was bottomless.

Except for the cultivator hit by the light ball, the others did not suffer any contagious damage.

The monks instinctively stopped the confrontation for a while, and flew up one after another, looking curiously and vigilantly at the bottomless black pit.

But seeing nothing abnormal, someone took the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, and the two sides fought together again.

Chen Ping frowned.

Silently stepped back a few feet.

He instinctively felt that this deep pit that appeared out of thin air was not simple, although there was no reason for it.

Sure enough, when everyone didn't pay attention, a red storm suddenly blew up in the abyss. The storm was in the shape of a turbine, spinning downward continuously, and the huge suction force attracted the monks in battle without any difference.

The closest monk instantly fell into the abyss.

Churned to powder in the red storm at the bottom of the abyss.

Those who were a little far away fled, but the huge suction made it difficult for them to move. Only a small number of human monks escaped.

Chen Ping is one of them.

The worst thing is that the demons seem to have premeditated. At the moment when the suction broke out, most of the demons took a step away from the deep pit.

At this time, these demons launched a fierce attack on the remaining human and monster races.

Chen Ping was terrified, the advantages and disadvantages of the entire battlefield were reversed in an instant, while he was responding to the attack of the demons, he heard the cries for help from the walls and entrance of the abyss cave.

"Senior sister, help me."

"Master, save me."

"Husband, save me."

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Among the monks who were about to fall hanging on the cave wall, Chen Ping saw many members of the Helian family.

Patriarch Helian dragged six or seven monks from the Helian family by himself. Even though he was in the mid-stage Golden Core cultivation, the huge suction still made his face hideous:

"Yi Xiaoyou, save me quickly, I can't hold it anymore."

The human genius monk Yi Dao, who had been fused with He Lianzheng, saw another Jindan late stage step forward to save someone, but he was hung on the cave wall and couldn't get rid of the suction.

Yi Dao showed fear and didn't move forward.

"Fellow Daoist Yi, hurry up, the patriarch can't hold on any longer. Your Jindan seventh-level cultivation base has a similar heart with our Helian family, and only you can save us."

Yi Dao stared at the red vortex in the abyss, the corner of his mouth twitching. Just at this time, a demon clan attacked, and he turned his head to fight that demon clan, and the fight went further and further away.

The members of the Helian family were anxious, seeing Yi Dao going further and further away, they didn't understand.

This is pretending to be unable to get out of the body.

The monks of the Helian family hanging below were ashamed:

"Little friend Yi, my Helian family treats you well. Without the resources provided by my Helian family these years, how could you, Yi Dao, have achieved your current cultivation level?"

"Yidao, you and Zheng'er are soulmelters with each other, and share the honor, you can't treat me like this."

"Yi, come back. Have you forgotten how you made the promise?"

"My Helian family is really blind and chose you."

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After cursing, Patriarch Helian saw that Yi Dao was still fighting farther and farther, feeling as if he was falling into an ice cellar.

Above the abyss, He Lianzheng rushed over. He was seriously injured in the battle just now, and he had retreated to recuperate. At this moment, he heard that many people in his family were suffering, so he rushed over with his dying wounded body.

Hearing the shouts of the family members, and seeing that Yi Dao, as a monk at the seventh level of the golden core, was inextricably fighting with a demon clan at the early stage of the golden core, and the fight was getting farther and farther away. He didn't know what Yi Dao was thinking.

He begged:

"Brother Yi, save my family, use the Helian family technique you practiced to connect with the ancestor's qi, maybe there is a glimmer of life. Without the ancestor, my family will decline, I beg you. "

"Friend Daoist Yi, ask yourself, have my Helian family spent too little resources on you over the years? You are not willing to take action just this time?"

"The surname is Yi, I know you heard it, fuck your mother."

He Lianzheng fell into an ice cellar.

Seeing Yi Dao pretending to be deaf, he gritted his teeth and ran into the abyss.

But He Lianzheng was only at the first level of Jindan, and he was seriously injured. Before he got close to the mouth of the abyss, the huge suction made him lose control of himself.

He Lianzheng was terrified, and quickly turned around and galloped back, but the huge suction seemed to suck not only his body, but also his soul. He couldn't escape from the suction at all, instead of advancing, he retreated.

Strands of invisible red threads seemed to be wrapped around his legs, constantly dragging towards the abyss.

Seeing that he was about to slide into the mouth of the abyss, He Lianzheng used all his strength to activate a magic weapon, and it plunged deep into the ground. The source of spiritual power continued to pour in, allowing the spiritual power to take root in the ground, and only then did he stop the sliding backwards.

In the next breath, a phantom with a big hand held He Lianzheng in the other, and the figure in white leaped several times, pulling Helian Zheng back with difficulty.

Yi Dao was furious:

"He Lianzheng, you and I are soul melters, and I have only the obligation to save you. Those monks of your family are extremely stupid, and I have no ability to save you."

"Didn't you see that those golden cores of your monster race are all sent to save them in the late stage? This is the first time and the last time. If you want to die again, then do whatever you want, I will not do it again."

After speaking, he turned and went into battle.

This time it was really going farther and farther.

He Lianzheng burst into tears.

In the battle with the demons, Chen Ping also rescued several human and monster monks who almost slipped into the mouth of the abyss.

As for the monks who were already hanging on the wall of the abyss, Chen Ping was helpless.

Also dare not rashly go deep.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard someone shouting words such as "Little Princess", "Your Highness", "Hold on", "Xuanyuan Xuan Ce, save Your Highness quickly", "."

Chen Ping suddenly turned his head and looked into the abyss again.

As he kept looking down, he realized that Baili Xianling and Baili Ye were hanging on the cave wall, quite low.

It was also quite hidden, so that Chen Ping didn't even see them at first.

"Little friend Xianling, Brother Chen." Chen Ping shouted.

Baili Xianling had been staring at Chen Ping quietly just now, but she didn't say a word the whole time, and didn't make any cry for help.

She knew that her position was too low, not only would Chen Ping not be able to save them, but also those monster clan gold cores would not be able to save them in the later stage.

The only hope is that Nascent Soul rushes over.

However, his Yaozu Nascent Soul was seriously injured and his whereabouts were unknown. The other Nascent Souls went about their duties, so they might not have noticed the situation here, and they might not come to rescue them if they did.

The overall situation always takes precedence over the lives of individual monks.

At this moment, Baili Xianling grabbed her brother's hand with one hand and a raised stone on the cave wall with the other, and poured spiritual power into the stone continuously to keep the stone from breaking.

It also resists the huge suction force under the body.

As a little girl, she bears a heavy burden.

Baili Xianling tried to throw her brother up several times, but the suction force was too powerful, and what was even more frightening was that she found that her consciousness was becoming blurred.

This suction also erodes the soul.

"Ah~"

One of the low-cultivation monks of the Helian family couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep pit.

Instantly shattered in the red swirl.

All the monks standing on the cave wall looked at this scene with ashen faces.

Baili Xianling was also pale. Looking at Chen Ping, she said goodbye in her heart, and two lines of tears rolled down her face.

At this time, Bailiye's voice came from below:

"There's no need to call for help. Brother Chen won't be able to save us. It will only drag him down and harm her."

Baili Xianling nodded silently.

"It's my brother who's useless, and it's hurting you."

Baili Xianling shook her head, tears streaming down her face like rain.

"Let go. I've earned it by being able to enter the foundation and live for such a long time. Let go of me. You may still be able to survive until the moment when the Nascent Soul cultivator comes to save you."

Having said that, he also knew that the position of himself and his sister was too low, it was difficult, and it was difficult to persist until that moment.

What's more, there is no need to say at the moment when Yuanying came to help.

Baili Ye just didn't want Baili Xianling to give up. He turned his head and looked down, those terrifying red vortexes were still rising.

Perhaps it will soon engulf them all.

"Let go," he begged.

Baili Xianling shook her head vigorously, her face was full of tears, her little hand was holding on to Bailiye, unwilling to let go.