An Ordinary Path to Immortality

One hundred and eight heavy water balls were arranged in a specific formation, and they easily defeated the opponent's magic weapons and spells wherever they passed, greatly reducing the pressure on the Qiyun Sect monks in her area.

The heavy water ball rushed into the opponent's crowd with an unmatched momentum, which immediately caused a commotion. Some people were arrogant and tried to fight against the water ball, but the magic weapon was broken, and even the monk himself was broken, and the body was contaminated with the corrosive breath in the water ball.

Zuo Chunqiu stood proudly, and the shell spiritual treasure was in the air, blocking all the opponent's attacks, allowing the monks behind him to give full play to their abilities and smash one attack after another at the opponent.

The saint stood on her spiritual treasure handkerchief, but the handkerchief was magnified countless times at this time, protecting all the Qiyun Sect monks below. The opponent's attack was just approaching, and it was blocked by the spiritual roots released by the handkerchief.

Even if the opponent used a spiritual treasure, he could not gain anything in front of the handkerchief.

As for the Saintess herself, she waved her hands and sent out waves that were like surging rivers. Not only did they wash away and hinder the opponent's attacks, but every time the waves fell and entered the crowd, they could smash a group of Nascent Soul cultivators into pieces.

Compared to them, Song Wujie and Qingniu seemed more direct.

These two guys actually rushed directly into the opponent's camp. They relied on their understanding of the wind system rules and their powerful spiritual treasures to take care of both offense and defense without worrying about their own safety.

These two guys were unscrupulous in the crowd. Any cultivator who dared to stand in front of them was either knocked away or knocked away by Song Wujie's attack.

Because they were fast and had strong attack and defense, the cultivators in this area were helpless for a while. If they attacked them, they might hurt others by mistake. If they didn't attack, it would not be a big deal to let the two guys mess around in the crowd.

The two guys took up a lot of the opponent's energy, but made it easier for the cultivators of Qiyun Sect to deal with the opponent.

The addition of geniuses like Luo Yun is not just a simple addition of a few powerful fighters.

They each carry multiple spiritual treasures, which can provide great help to the Qiyun Sect, whether in attack or defense, and gradually give the entire Qiyun Sect a little advantage.

Fang Ping, Ye Chang and Prince Jinwu hid in the void space opened up by Fang Ping and moved slowly in the void, approaching the large group of righteous and evil monks gathered at the far end.

At this time, they were very excited, relying on various treasures and formations to continuously attack the space formation. After each attack, the joy on their faces became stronger.

"The fluctuations of the formation are getting stronger and stronger."

"It must be that the cultivators in the Qiyun Sect are no longer able to control the formation."

"Fellow Taoists, work harder and try to break the formation as soon as possible."

Although the two sides are fighting back and forth now, everyone knows that the Qiyun Sect cultivators are just a delaying tactic now.

After experiencing the thunder tribulation, their strength was no longer at its peak. When their cultivation was partially consumed, the Qiyun Sect monks rushed over, and they were basically lambs to be slaughtered.

Now the only way to survive was to break through the space formation. Everyone scattered. No matter how many people and how strong the Qiyun Sect was, they could not kill them all.

Just when they were almost imagining breaking through the formation and escaping, three more people suddenly appeared in front of them.

To be precise, it should be two people and a golden crow with a black body and golden flames.

"Fellow Taoists, what are you busy with?" Fang Ping asked with a smile.

"The fight over there is so lively, why don't you go over and play for a while?" The tone of the Golden Crow Prince was a little teasing.

The people who were working on breaking the formation looked at each other, and an old man stammered and asked: "You, how did you get here?"

Fang Ping and his three men were extremely powerful. When the two sides were fighting, the three of them should have participated in the battle as the absolute main force.

They never expected that these three people would break through the heavy defense of the righteous and evil cultivators and come to them quietly.

Ye Chang said with a smile: "In fact, the three of us don't like the hustle and bustle. The shouting and killing over there is too noisy. It seems very quiet here, so we came to chat with you fellow Taoists."

A middle-aged demon cultivator looked around for a few times, and suddenly his expression was stern: "Ye Chang, you three are too arrogant."

"What do you mean?" Ye Chang asked knowingly.

"We admit that you are very powerful, but you three are not many among the Qiyun Sect cultivators, but you have penetrated deep into this place. Do you think you three can deal with us?" The demon cultivator said sinisterly.

Another righteous cultivator looked at Fang Ping with shining eyes and said: "Haha, we have given up fighting for the Chaos Golden Pearl, but I didn't expect that Fang Ping would dare to deliver it to us."

As soon as this was said, the other cultivators reacted immediately and looked at Fang Ping eagerly.

"Fang Ping, you are looking for death!"

"Hahaha, God has been kind to us."

"Knowing that we have nearly a hundred cultivators here, they still dare to come over. They simply don't take us seriously."

"Fellow Daoists, hold off on breaking the formation and take them down first. If the Daoists in front find out that Fang Ping is here, we may miss the Chaos Golden Pearl."

No one needed to remind them. They all attacked and killed Fang Ping and his group.

Although there were only three people in Fang Ping's group, they were calm in the face of the joint attack of nearly a hundred Yuanying cultivators, and they didn't panic at all.

The magic weapons and spells roared in the sky, causing chaos in the surrounding spiritual energy. The strange magic weapons covered the three people standing side by side with the power of destroying the world.

Seeing that the three people did not react at all to the attacks of the crowd, and did not even make any defensive moves, it seemed that they had been intimidated by the pressure of the joint efforts of the crowd and had lost the ability to resist.

"Hahaha, you are overestimating your own abilities."

"I don't know who gave them the courage. Three people dared to take risks here."

"My fellow Taoists, when the Chaos Golden Pearl appears, everyone will rely on their own abilities. Don't blame me for being rude when the time comes."

"Of course, there is no reason to give up such a treasure as the Chaos Golden Pearl."

"Boom boom boom..."

The attacks of the righteous and evil monks fell like raindrops, and the spiritual energy of various attributes exploded beside Fang Ping and the other two. The rich spiritual energy and various powerful abilities burst out, completely covering the three people, making the righteous and evil monks temporarily lose their sense of the three people.

In the minds of the righteous and evil monks, no matter how strong the three men were or how many treasures they had, facing the joint attack of so many people, they would only die on the spot.