Mortal Cultivation: Immortality begins with the Spirit Gathering Array!

"Ma Zhifeng?!"

Yan Wanyi looked at the tall man led by the Yuling Sect monks and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Hearing this, Su Ming also recognized the other party's identity, and his eyes became more solemn.

One top foundation building, two late foundation building, five mid-foundation building, seven early foundation building...

Counting the Yuling Sect monks' natal spirit beasts, the other party's "number of people" has to double again.

"Sister, although the old man on the right is a late foundation building cultivator, the four people behind him are all early foundation building. We will use the spirit talisman to contain this person, and we will be able to break through smoothly..."

"Junior brother, the skinny old man without a spirit beast bag on his waist is Zhong Xingwen. When the fight starts, you and I will kill him together! Even if the mission fails, you can get a lot of military merits with this man's head..."

Just when Su Ming decided on the best escape route and sent a message to He Ru, He Ru's gentle voice also rang in his ears at the same time.

Hearing this, the two turned their heads unconsciously and looked at each other with complicated eyes.

Su Ming saw from He Ru's eyes, "The fight hasn't started yet, why are you thinking about running away?"

And He Ru also understood from Su Ming's eyes, "Senior sister, are you kidding? You're still thinking about fighting in this situation?!"

At this time, Su Ming suddenly found that He Ru, who had always been as quiet as a virgin, had a hint of excitement in her eyes, and looked eager to try.

She is worthy of being the "daughter" raised by Fang Yuechan.

"Then we will break out from the back. As for whether we can kill Zhong Xingwen, please don't force it, senior sister!"

In just a moment, Su Ming agreed to He Ru's plan and transmitted again.

At the same time, he sacrificed the Black Turtle Water-covering Banner and the Cold Chi Cauldron, injected mana to become larger, and looked at the many cultivators of the Yuling Sect in the air with full vigilance.

Anyway, as long as they follow He Ru, even if Ma Zhifeng takes action himself, he can't stop the two of them.

In the world of immortal cultivation, whoever has the bigger fist will be the boss. He Ru has a third-level spiritual talisman in her hand, so her plan is the best escape route!

"Don't worry, junior brother, with my senior sister here, these people can't stop us!"

Seeing Su Ming make a decision so quickly, He Ru smiled and comforted him.

After that, He Ru patted her storage bag and took out two spiritual tools, one of which was an oil-paper umbrella with ink painting and the other was a refined blue jade gourd. These two spiritual tools were both top-grade spiritual tools.

Feeling the powerful spiritual pressure of the two spiritual tools, Su Ming looked at the Black Turtle Water-covering Banner and the Cold Chi Ding in front of him, and suddenly felt "not fragrant".

"On the entire battlefield, the only one who can compete with me in wealth is probably Meng Xinyi, the 'crazy woman'?"

Su Ming thought secretly in his heart.

If Meng Xinyi is the "first rich woman", He Ru should be ranked second.

Yuanying Zhenjun has a long life span, and it is normal for blood relatives to die before him.

With more experience, the blood relationship will naturally fade, and it is impossible for him to be as "heartfelt" as Fang Yuechan to He Ru, and it is unlikely to grant the fourth-level means.

At the same time, Ma Zhifeng instantly locked Su Ming's figure through the communication with the soul-stealing silkworm.

However, he did not make a fuss, but showed a cruel smile on his face, waved his hand and ordered:

"Don't leave any!"

Following Ma Zhifeng's order, the Yuling Sect monks all slapped the spirit beast bags on their waists and released their own natal spirit beasts.

For a while, the unique smell of spirit beasts filled the air.

Since the Yuling Sect monks who came this time were all from the Ma family, who were good at cultivating snake spirit beasts, twelve of the fourteen natal spirit beasts that appeared in the air were spirit snakes.

The remaining two, one was a golden toad, and the other was a golden-backed centipede, both of which belonged to the five poisons.

The most terrifying one was the green snake beside Ma Zhifeng. It was only as thick as a baby's forearm and two meters long. It was considered "petite" among many spirit beasts.

But the spiritual pressure emanating from it had truly reached the peak of the second level. As long as the demon pill was condensed in the body, it could be promoted to the third level, comparable to the golden pill real person.

Seeing this, Su Ming and others all took the second-level poison-avoiding pill, held their breath, and used their magic power to close all the pores on their bodies.

The Ma family cultivators were all good at using poison. Su Ming and others came to Guangfu City to do the mission, so they were naturally prepared.

"Break out on your own!"

Yan Wanyi's voice rang in everyone's ears.

At present, the other side had a large number of people, and there was also a top foundation-building cultivator like Ma Zhifeng to support them. Even if Ding Zhize and the other three late-stage foundation-building cultivators came back, they would not be opponents. If they defended, they would only die.

While sending the voice transmission, a small red tripod appeared in front of Yan Wanyi. Judging from the spiritual pressure, it was a top-grade spiritual weapon.

After receiving the voice transmission, everyone also took action.

Spiritual weapons, spiritual talismans, and spells all came out, launching a fierce attack on the Yuling Sect in mid-air, while controlling the spiritual weapons to transform into escape lights and scatter to break out.

Whether they can escape depends on their own methods.

However, everyone naturally avoided the direction where Ma Zhifeng was and fled in the other three directions.

Yan Wanyi led the three people to choose the direction where Ma Qinyu was on the left, and Lu Jingxuan led another family-faction cultivator to break out in the direction of the late-stage foundation-building old man on the right.

Su Ming followed He Ru and turned to rush in the direction of Zhong Xingwen.

As if anticipating that Su Ming and others would flee in all directions, Ma Zhifeng's low voice sounded in mid-air.

"Release the golden silk!"

The ten Yuling Sect cultivators kept making spells with their hands, and they spit out strands of silk like hair from their mouths, weaving in the air, turning into a large net covering the sky and the sun, and pounced on everyone.

"Not good! It's the Golden Silkworm Art!"

"Stop them, don't let the golden silk net take shape! Otherwise we can't even leave!"

Yan Wanyi's pupils shrank, and she recognized the secret technique used by the monks of the Yuling Sect, and spoke anxiously.

The cultivators of the Yuling Sect are good at siege, so the offensive naturally cannot be disorganized. As one of the unique secret techniques of the Yuling Sect, the Golden Silkworm Art does not require special qualifications to practice, and only takes time to condense a golden silk in the body.

The longer the golden silk is grown, the stronger the power is, and it is very popular among the monks of the Yuling Sect.

If it is just a single golden silk, its power is far less powerful than other secret techniques. But if multiple monks use the Golden Silkworm Art together, they can turn silk into a net, and their power will be greatly increased.

Judging from the familiarity of these monks in the Ma family, it is obviously not the first time they cooperate.

"There are some mysterious formations between the golden silk hooks..."

"It seems that the monk who created the secret method of the Golden Silkworm Sword is also a master of formations..."

Su Ming looked at the golden silk net gradually forming in the air and thought to himself.

The people of the Yuling Sect obviously did not have the formation path. They should have copied them according to the secret method and formed a net of silk. In Su Ming's opinion, they were all flaws.

Boom!

The continuous roar continued to sound, and a fire dragon and a demon tiger appeared on Yan Wanyi and Lu Jingxuan respectively. It was obvious that they used the top-grade spiritual weapon in their hands to perform the transformation technique of spiritual weapon.

The remaining five monks on the Yuling Sect were not vegetarians. Ma Zhifeng alone blocked the four men led by Yan Wanyi, while Lu Jingxuan and the others were stopped by Ma Qinyu, three mid-stage cultivators in the foundation building.

According to the tactics of the members of the Yuling Sect, as long as they are dragged until the golden silkworm net is formed, it will be difficult for the fake alchemy monks to break through in a short period of time. Su Ming and others will definitely be unable to fly.

For a moment, only Zhong Xingwen was standing in front of Su Ming and He Ru.

He actually came alone?

Seeing this, Su Ming and the others looked at each other, then slowly looked at Zhong Xingwen who was blocking him, making him feel a little chilled behind him.

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