An Ordinary Path to Immortality

"Did you notice that when Ye Chang and the Golden Crow Prince attacked, they basically used large-scale attacking techniques, without using magic weapons or spiritual treasures."

"Not only that, you can see that each of them looks very comfortable, and they don't seem to be struggling to face multiple opponents alone."

"Fang Ping seems to be just assisting from the side, and he didn't attack directly."

"More than a hundred righteous and evil cultivators, including some in the late Nascent Soul stage, and several of them have spiritual treasures. As a result, not only did they not push Ye Chang and his group to their limits, they even failed to cause damage to their strength."

The cultivators watching the battle on the side talked a lot, and many of them were eager to try, but they were afraid of the strength of Fang Ping and others and did not dare to step forward.

Seeing that many people had already fallen, the remaining cultivators began to feel tremendous pressure.

Under the attack of Ye Chang, Luo Yun and others, they struggled to hold on, and their hearts were extremely desperate. If no one helped them, the only result waiting for them was the result of falling.

Finally, a cultivator was unwilling to wait for death. He shouted loudly:

"The leader of Qiyun Sect has said that he will never let us go. Are you waiting to die if you do not move?"

"Qiyun Sect is full of masters and is no longer the same as before. If you continue to wait and see, what is the difference between you and waiting to die?"

"After we die, they will definitely point their blades at you. Instead of waiting to die, why not fight to the death?"

"As a Yuanying cultivator, don't you even have the courage to fight to the death? If so, what's the point of practicing Taoism and becoming an immortal?"

These guys fought desperately while shouting for help from others, trying to get others to join the melee.

As long as a large-scale battle breaks out, they will at least have a chance to escape in the melee.

Their shouts echoed in the space formation, making the faces of the righteous and evil cultivators ugly, and their hesitant eyes kept switching between the battlefield and the direction of Qiyun Sect.

"This battle is inevitable. Instead of waiting to die, we might as well give it a try."

"Qiyun Sect has been besieged for many years, and they must be full of resentment. Moreover, their strength has greatly increased now, and they need this battle to establish their prestige."

"We have chosen to oppose Qiyun Sect many times, and it can be said that we have been fighting to the death with Qiyun Sect for a long time."

"Let's go together. With so many cultivators fighting, we may still find a glimmer of hope."

At this moment, the righteous and evil cultivators have changed from aggressively snatching the Chaos Golden Pearl when facing Qiyun Sect at the beginning to fighting against death and fighting back.

As for the Chaos Golden Pearl and the clan hatred, they have long been thrown behind their heads. The only thought left is to survive.

Seeing that more and more cultivators among the righteous and evil cultivators began to have auras, it seems that they may join the battle at any time.

Yuan Hua and Zuo Chunqiu's expressions tightened, and they immediately ordered all the cultivators of Qiyun Sect to be on guard, and they would not hesitate to attack as long as the opponent made a slight move.

Suddenly, the Qiyun Sect's aura also began to become stronger. Some even activated their magic weapons and talismans, ready to join the battle at any time.

As analyzed by the righteous and evil cultivators, the Qiyun Sect now has a huge advantage in terms of time, place, and people. They have been ready to fight once and for all, using the lives of these Yuanying cultivators in exchange for the long-term stable development of the Qiyun Sect.

The auras of both sides burst out, as if two prehistoric beasts that could burst out at any time were confronting each other. Now they are just waiting for an opportunity. The Yuanying cultivators of both sides, who add up to more than a thousand people, are about to start a war.

Throughout the entire Yuanling Continent, there are countless sects of all sizes. Among them, like the former Qiyun Sect, a sect with only one Yuanying in the sect can only be regarded as a small sect that is not in the mainstream.

Among those sects with deep heritage, there are naturally more Yuanying cultivators.

As a well-deserved high-end combat force, the fights and deaths of Yuanying cultivators naturally occur from time to time.

But more than a thousand Yuanying cultivators fought a life-and-death battle in a small space formation, and it seems that the situation that more than half of the Yuanying cultivators may die has never happened before.

If the cultivators who died in the thunder tribulation before are counted, the cultivation level of the entire Yuanling Continent will be severely damaged after today.

It is even more serious than the war between good and evil that has been fought for 20 to 30 years.

Although the war between good and evil is fierce, there are not too many battles that really involve the loss of Yuanying combat power.

Even if there are occasional deaths, it is only the death of one or two unlucky people, and then it is known to everyone in the cultivation world, and people are panicked.

"After this battle, it is definitely a disaster and loss that cannot be avoided for the cultivation history of the entire continent." The head of the Yu family sighed lightly.

"Yes, after today, Qiyun Sect can be said to be famous in history." A Yuanying elder of the Xia family responded with a strange smile.

"With so many Nascent Soul cultivators dying at once, we, the participants, won't be punished by the heavens, right?" A Nascent Soul cultivator from the Wang family thought of something, and his eyes twitched involuntarily.

Not only them, but the Nascent Soul monsters from the White Tiger and Golden Crow tribes were all excited.

They didn't care about the punishment from the heavens or the fame in history. In their opinion, as long as they could fight and help Fang Ping and Qiyun Sect fight, and more importantly, the opponent was quite strong, which allowed them to give full play to their abilities, that was enough for them.

Especially the Golden Crows, they were rubbing their hands, wishing they could rush up and kill all the righteous and evil cultivators immediately, solve the troubles of Qiyun Sect as soon as possible, and then they could take the Fusang sacred tree to settle in the demon world.

As for the monks who had taken refuge in the Qiyun Sect, they all looked helpless. There were many monks across from them who were their Taoist acquaintances, but they did not expect that they would now face each other in life and death.

Just when everyone was having their own secrets, no one knew whether it was one of Fang Ping or the demonic monks who had secretly made a move, but all of them were at war with each other. The monks on both sides of the tense confrontation each fired out a piece of spiritual sword. .

At this moment, no one cared about whether the other party was responsible for the attack. The moment the spirit sword appeared, the monks on both sides automatically located the origin of the attack on the other party.

A great war began so dramatically.

Nearly a thousand Nascent Soul cultivators from both sides either activated protective formations or threw their magic talismans towards the other side's camp.

There are also monks who formed a battle formation and continuously attacked the opponent's camp.

Colorful auras were flying all over the sky. Among these auras were magic attacks of various attributes, various strange magic weapons and spiritual treasures, and magical talismans and treasures. The monks from both sides smashed them towards each other.

At this moment, Fang Pingping and others, who were originally at the center of both camps, saw attacks in the sky like meteors, and the chaotic aura caused by various attacks, which made them feel numb in their scalps and palpitations in their hearts.

It was as if he might be overwhelmed by an attack from the sky at any moment.