The two Dharma Phase Ancestors disappeared, causing the cultivators of the alchemy period on both sides of the war to let go of their hands and feet again.
Zhang Xiyi was attacked by Xuanju Zhenren taking the opportunity to sneak attack, and he was quite embarrassed at first, but Xuanju Zhenren had just advanced to the ninth level of pill forging, and compared to Zhang Xiyi, a peak cultivator who had condensed high-grade golden pills and accumulated dozens or even hundreds of years, was still much inferior.
Xuanju Zhenren didn't expect that Zhang Xiyi could actually take a blow from the Faxiangqi monk without being severely damaged, but just a great loss of true essence, although she relied on her surprise at the beginning to gain the upper hand, but as Zhang Xiyi Zhenren resisted her repeated attacks, she began to slowly turn the situation back, and Xuanju Zhenren quickly fell into a disadvantage.
The monks on the side of the True Spirit Sect were originally at a disadvantage in numbers, they only relied on the Xuan Bing Formation to resist the opponent's attack, Xuan Ju Zhenren and Zhang Xiyi were at a disadvantage in the battle, and the other monks in the late stage of forging pills wanted to help, but they were pestered by the opposing monks, Xuanju Zhenren could only barely resist Zhang Xiyi's attack.
"Boom!"
The Xuan Bing Formation suddenly shook, Zhang Xiyi slowly withdrew his palm, and casually blocked the attack of Xuan Ju Zhenren again.
While fighting her, Zhang Xiyi was actually able to pull out his hand to attack the True Spirit Sect's Xuan Bing Formation, which made Xuanju Zhenren feel as if he had been greatly insulted.
In fact, Xuanju Zhenren was secretly bitter in his heart at this time: This Zhang Xiyi was worthy of being a genius monk who was as famous as Senior Sister Tianling and others, not only did he receive a blow from Senior Brother Guo Tianshan unscathed, but he was also able to distract himself under his own entanglement.
Xuanju Zhenren knew that he was not Zhang Xiyi's opponent, but now the True Spirit Sect was already stretched thin against the opponent's attack, where would anyone be able to help her, but if she let go and let Zhang Xiyi attack the Xuan Bing Formation with all her might, it would be another disaster for the True Spirit Sect.
Xuanju Zhenren hung up nine talismans in a row, under the urging of his own original talisman secret technique, the power of each talisman was not weaker than a small magical power, the nine talismans flew towards Zhang Xiyi together, but Zhang Xiyi casually threw out a sharp blade, stirring these nine talismans into pieces.
"Boom", Zhang Xiyi slapped at the Xuan Bing Formation with another palm, although the Xuan Bing Formation was mysterious, but under the attack of Zhang Xiyi, a peak cultivator of pill forging, how long could it last?
Originally, the Xuanling Sect and the Canghai Sect had two surprise soldiers, one hand was naturally Lin Xuqing Ancestor who was hidden in the snow, and the other was him Zhang Xiyi.
As long as the True Spirit Sect's Xuan Bing Formation was broken, then the numerical advantage of the Xuanling Sect and the Canghai Sect's cultivators would be fully exerted, and then the True Spirit Sect would inevitably no longer be able to keep that spirit vein.
As long as the various factions in Beihai join forces to successfully suppress the True Spirit Sect this time, then the subsequent targeting of the True Spirit Sect will naturally be repeatedly suppressed, and the momentum of the rise of the True Spirit Sect must be curbed, the speed of the rise of the True Spirit Sect is too fast, Guo Tianshan is already the tenth Dharma Phase Ancestor of the True Spirit Sect, if it is not suppressed, the True Spirit Sect is most likely to be the next Flying Spirit Sect in Beihai!
Fortunately, although the True Spirit Sect has many monks in the Dharma Phase Period, there is no great monk to sit in it, otherwise the position of the True Spirit Sect in the North Sea will be more stable, if so, the Canghai Sect may only be able to rely on the East Sea or other external forces like the Xuanling Sect.
Zhang Xiyi was resisting Xuanju Zhenren's crazy attack, while thinking about the situation in Beihai, and at the same time pulling out his hand from time to time to attack the True Spirit Sect's Xuan Bing Formation, but he did not find that a mid-stage cultivator of the True Spirit Sect had approached Zhang Xiyi and Xuanju Zhenren's battle group when he was chasing a mid-stage cultivator of the Linggu Sect.
At this time, Zhang Xiyi seemed more and more bored with the entanglement of Xuanju Zhenren, he was unwilling to offend the True Spirit Sect too much, but Xuanju Zhenren's stalking made his patience quickly exhausted.
It can't go on like this!
Zhang Xiyi had an intuition that all along, the layout of the True Spirit Sect in the North Sea could not be said to be a perfect strategy, but at least he had not suffered any major losses, this time the various factions jointly persecuted the True Spirit Sect, but now except for one Guo Tianshan, the True Spirit Sect seems to have no back, which seems extremely abnormal to him.
The ownership of a medium-sized spirit vein, the True Spirit Sect would never give up so willingly!
We must break the Xuan Bing Formation as soon as possible, repel the True Spirit Sect, occupy the spirit stone vein, and cause a fait accompli, otherwise the joint move of the various factions this time is likely to be a bamboo basket to hit the water.
Zhang Xiyi thought about it together, and his gaze towards Xuanzhu Zhenren became more ruthless!
Xuanzhu Zhenren had been closely watching Zhang Xiyi's every move, seeing Zhang Xiyi's sudden surge of momentum, how could Xuanzhu Zhenren not know that Zhang Xiyi had already developed a murderous intent!
A purple talisman suddenly appeared from the chest of the real person Xuanzhu, and the real person Xuanzhu pulled his hands, and the talisman that was originally the size of a palm suddenly enlarged, and the talisman floated above the head of the real person Xuanzhu, hanging purple brilliance, enveloping the real person Xuanzhu.
This talisman should be the natal talisman of Xuanzhu Zhenren!
The real person Xuanzhu waved his hands one after another, and nine slightly smaller talismans were emitted, forming a formation around the talisman in the center above his head.
The relieved Xuanzhu Zhenren just raised his head, but what he saw was Zhang Xiyi's mocking smile, Xuanzhu Zhenren was stunned, but saw Zhang Xiyi's palms together, and the two sharp blades that had been used to resist Guo Tianshan's ancestor's magical spells once again combined into a five-foot giant sword, slashing towards Xuanzhu Zhenren head.
Xuan Zhu Zhenren slapped towards the purple talisman above his head, and the surrounding nine path sub-Fu each emitted a light, forming a huge purple primeval essence net after connecting with the natal talisman in it.
However, the giant sword swung down, and two purple rays of light were cut down in a row, and the purple primeval net suddenly collapsed.
Xuanzhu Zhenren flew back, but his face was full of disbelief: Zhang Xiyi's strength was actually so powerful, this was a kind of Nine Sons Na Yuan Fu created by himself, and the natal talisman formed a true essence net, and its protective power was not below that of ordinary great magical powers, but he didn't expect to be broken by Xuanzhu Zhenren with just a sword.
Zhang Xiyi was about to catch up with his sword, but his face suddenly changed, the pursuing figure did not advance but retreated, the flying blade giant sword of the imperial envoy in front of him did not have time to take it back, and the defensive magic weapon did not have time to sacrifice, but the protective qi erupted from his body.
Zhang Xiyi's previously changed face must have become extremely calm, and he gave way sideways past the vital point of his chest, and the clothes on his left shoulder were suddenly torn, and a layer of light armor covered inside was also pierced, but this layer of light armor also seemed to have played its due protective role, a wisp of blood red drifted out from above the shoulder, but the wound was not deep.
Zhang Xiyi turned a blind eye to Xuanzhu Zhenren who retreated dozens of feet away from him, but solemnly turned around and looked at a young monk beside him.
I saw him frown and said, "What a clever invisible swordsmanship, so you have already broken through the late stage of pill forging?"
Lu Ping looked at the peak cultivator of forging pills in front of him, and then thought about the slightly surprised Xuanzhu Zhenren on the other side: "Uncle, the disciple has made a breakthrough in cultivation and is about to ask Senior Zhang for advice.
"Nonsense!"
Xuanzhu Zhenren refused, saying: "This person's strength is not before your teacher's advanced Dharma phase, although you have hidden your cultivation in the later stage of alchemy forging, but the day of advancement is still short, how can you be his opponent?"
A blue light flashed in Lu Ping's eyes, he stretched out his hand and pointed towards the left void, the golden scale sword turned into a golden light and slashed towards the left void, with a crisp sound, the golden scale sword flew backwards, but a sharp blade appeared abruptly in the void, swaying as if it had lost control.
Ignoring the surprise on Zhang Xiyi's face, Lu Ping continued to say to Xuanzhu Zhenren: "Uncle, although Senior Zhang's strength far exceeds that of the disciple, it may not be easy to kill the disciple.
Xuanzhu Zhenren wanted to say something, Zhang Xiyi snorted coldly and said, "In that case, neither of you wants to leave!"
At this time, Zhang Xiyi had really developed a murderous intent, not to mention Xuanzhu Zhenren, he could not break the Xuan Bing Formation of the True Spirit Sect without killing him, and the appearance of Lu Ping made Zhang Xiyi very jealous, this monk who was still ranked first on the rookie list was now actually a cultivation in the later stage of forging pills!
If it is an ordinary monk, it is fine, but a hard rule for being able to be on the rookie list is that the cultivation time of monks does not exceed a hundred years.
A late-stage cultivator of less than a hundred years of forging pills, and through a move that the two of them had just passed, Zhang Xiyi not only experienced the strong primeval essence contained in Lu Ping's Water Nether Sword, where could there be an imaginary phenomenon of foundation instability caused by the rapid rise of cultivation?
This son can't stay, in time, this person will be Jiang Tianlin again, no, even bigger than Jiang Tianlin's threat!
The sharp blade giant sword suddenly separated again in mid-air, Zhang Xiyi pushed towards Xuanzhu Zhenren with one hand, and stirred Lu Ping with the other, and the two sharp blades formed two sharp blade storms respectively, separating Xuanzhu Zhenren and Lu Ping.
Zhang Xiyi's two sharp blades were very strange, when separated, each blade was a psychic magic weapon that condensed the six treasure prohibitions, and once combined, its power was no different from a spiritual magic weapon, which reminded Lu Ping of a magic weapon that he had just advanced to the alchemy forging period: the ice and fire double ring!
With the gradual growth of the strength of Lu Ping and his spiritual pets, this set of magic weapons is rarely used, I don't know if the treasure ban used by Zhang Xiyi to refine this set of double-edged flying swords is helpful for the refining of the ice and fire double ring.
Looking at the storm of sword blades coming all over the sky, the golden scale sword in Lu Ping's hand suddenly burst into cheerful tremors, Lu Ping rose with his backhand, the golden scale sword sprinkled out the sky full of sword light, forming a huge golden sword light vortex in front of him, and countless sword lights were arranged in an orderly manner, forming a huge sword formation.
Zhang Xiyi's sharp blade storm swept in, but it was surrounded and suppressed by Lu Ping's Haina Baichuan Great Divine Power Sword Formation, and the dense sound of gold and iron covered all the sounds made by the nearby monks during the battle, and many monks in the middle and early stages of forging pills looked at the direction Lu Ping was in shock.
On the other side, Xuan Zhu Zhenren once again blocked Zhang Xiyi's attack with the magical power of the Nine Sons Na Yuan Fu, but this time the true essence net formed by the Nine Sons Na Yuan Fu was cut off by Zhang Xiyi's sword to cut off the purple light of the four crocheted true essence nets.
Xuanzhu Zhenren blocked Zhang Xiyi's blow, looking a little tired, obviously the battle with Zhang Xiyi during this period had consumed a lot of her true essence.
However, Xuanzhu Zhenren was more concerned about whether Lu Ping on the other side could block Zhang Xiyi's great magical spell at this time.
However, when Xuanzhu Zhenren turned to look over, his face once again showed inexplicable affection, only to see a golden streamer shooting out of the sword formation that had destroyed Zhang Xiyi's blade storm, stabbing Zhang Xiyi with lightning speed.
He was actually able to counterattack casually under Zhang Xiyi's all-out attack!
Xuanzhu Zhenren had a complicated expression, feeling that the primeval essence in his body was somewhat scattered at this time, and in a short period of time, he could not gather enough primeval essence to send out magical powers that could threaten Zhang Xiyi.
Zhang Xiyi looked at the golden sword light with a solemn expression, and casually stretched out his hand and stroked, a sharp blade broke through the air and blocked the golden scale sword that was shooting fiercely, while the other hand shot an invisible primordial essence with all his might towards the other blade.
"Dang!"
A touch of blue glow flashed away after the Golden Scale Sword!
After the golden scale sword was cut open by one of the sharp blades, the flying sword turned in mid-air, like a big golden fish jumping out of the water, the sharp tip of the sword swayed towards Zhang Xiyi for a while, and the golden scale sword peeled off from the countless golden light, and covered Zhang Xiyi one by one.
Listening to the dense explosions in the distance, watching Lu Ping and Zhang Xiyi fight together in an instant, exchanging dozens of moves at a dizzying speed, although Lu Ping was at a disadvantage, but he was both offensive and defensive, and he had a tendency to become more and more courageous.
Xuanzhu Zhenren sighed with a lonely expression, he didn't expect that this master and nephew really had the strength to be on an equal footing with the top monks in the same forging pill period.
Feeling the primeval essence that had been smoothed out in his body at this time, Xuanju Zhenren knew that even if he stepped forward to join forces with Lu Ping, at most he would only suppress Zhang Xiyi in reverse, and it was impossible to hit him hard, let alone kill him.
At this time, the Xuan Bing Formation defended by the True Spirit Sect was already in frequent danger, and the Xuan Zhu Zhenren saw that even if Lu Ping was at a disadvantage, Zhang Xiyi couldn't help him for a short time, so he turned back and entered the Xuan Bing Formation and commanded the True Spirit Sect's monks to resist the attacks of the monks of the various factions.