Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

The territory of the Qi Fu Alliance has now become a carnival of killings. Some powerful sects are okay. After signing an offensive and defensive alliance and a mutual protection agreement between the north and the south, they can still maintain it if they encounter a small group of robber cultivators attacking the mountain gate.

But those sects that were originally weak were in great trouble now.

At a mountain gate, the Jie cultivators outside continued to attack, and the people inside were in panic all day long. When the attack was suspended, the people inside finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, we don't have enough spiritual talismans in reserve. We still have less than twenty high-grade water spiritual stones left. If the offensive continues for a few more days, our formation will not be able to support it. What should we do?"

"We must hold on even if we can't hold on. If we don't hold on, we will die. When the higher-ups free up their hands, they will come to save us."

"The warning fireworks have been released for a long time, and no one has come to help at all. If we hope that someone will come from above, we might as well break out and fight for a way out, seize the spiritual field and scripture library in the sect, as well as the treasures in the treasury. Let them snatch all the spiritual materials, how about we take the opportunity to kill them?"

After hearing his junior brother's suggestion, the head of the Haolin Sect couldn't help but move, but looking at the many mortals, low-level monks in the mountain gate, and the land where he had lived all his life, he finally shook his head and said:

"The hard work and accumulation of five generations cannot be cut off from me. Moreover, if we choose to break out, except for a few of us who are highly cultivated and can probably survive, these disciples and relatives will all die here. I can't do such a thing. If you want to leave, you can go, I would rather die with the ancestral tablets of the Haolin Sect."

"Senior Brother, head of the family, there is no need to worry about having no firewood to burn the green hills. Preserving the foundation of the sect is the most important thing. The Haolin Sect will not die as long as the people are alive."

"I have made up my mind. Stop trying to persuade me. If you say it again, you will be punished for disturbing the morale of the army!"

There were constant arguments inside the mountain gate, and the same was true outside the mountain gate. A dozen foundation-building monks were seen gathered around, arguing about what to do next.

"It's been half a month. This Haolin sect is a tortoise. Why is it so hard and can't be broken open? There is meat in several other places. We can't even take a sip of soup now."

"The Haolin Sect has been passed down for five generations, and our ancestors were also very wealthy. The grand master of the sect is only one step away from being a Yuanying monk. The family is naturally rich. It is normal that it cannot be defeated in half a month. If you work harder, the bigger the storm, The more expensive the fish is.”

"To put it lightly, the people from the Lingmu Alliance will free their hands at some point. When they do, we will all die. I don't have much time to spend here. Next, use whatever means you have. , stop hiding it."

These foundation-building monks gathered together in twos and threes, and none of them knew each other. When they encountered the hard-nosed Haolin Sect, they naturally wanted to fish in the water and expect others to do their best.

But who is stupider than who? This also leads to the fact that after half a month, the Haolin Sect's grand formation has not been launched yet. Of course, this is also because the Haolin Sect's family is rich and the formation is a third-level high-quality magic circle. .

It is a pity that in the past thousand years, since the first and second generation golden elixir masters passed away, the formation has not been able to fully activate its power in the hands of the foundation-building monks. Moreover, after thousands of years, the formation has also been seriously damaged. , has long lost its former glory.

Otherwise, under the third-level high-grade formation in all states, these foundation-building monks would die one by one, and they would not be able to be so reckless.

After a quarrel, the leading foundation-building monks outside gradually reached a consensus. Just as they were about to continue taking action, a huge camel ray appeared gracefully in front of everyone.

"I, the leader of the Qingyuan Sect, have come to visit my friends. Please, fellow Taoists, please make way."

On Yinbao's back, Fang Qingyuan said this with a kind face. As soon as he said this, most of the other monks seemed speechless and surprised.

That Heavenly Lord Wuliang is fighting a war right now. When you talk about visiting friends, is there something wrong with your brain?

After a few breaths, there was a burst of noise, and then many people stared at Fang Qingyuan with evil eyes, eager to try.

Seeing this situation, Fang Qingyuan's expression remained unchanged. With a gentle smile, he motioned to Mao Cheng behind him to raise the Qingyuan Sect's flag higher:

"Qingyuan Sect has been protected by three generations of Great Zhou Academy. If you want to take action against us, are you prepared to face the wrath of Great Zhou Academy?"

As soon as Fang Qingyuan finished speaking, the scene fell into silence, and then a foundation-building monk stammered:

"You said you, you, you are a sect entrusted to the Great Zhou Academy. Do you have proof?"

Fang Qingyuan glanced at him and pointed at the flag held by Mao Cheng:

"Can't you see the big gold characters? Isn't it written very clearly at the top?"

On the banner of the Qingyuan Sect raised by Mao Cheng, in addition to the name of the Qingyuan Sect, the most conspicuous thing is the eight characters: 'Dazhou Academy, divided into three generations! '

The foundation-building monk's face turned red and he retreated. Then another foundation-building monk raised a question:

"Who knows if it's true or not? Did you embroider it randomly to fool us?"

Fang Qingyuan sighed and stared at him as if he were looking at a fool:

"If this kind of thing is fake, it will destroy the three tribes. Do you dare to fake it so brazenly?"

In one sentence, a foundation builder was defeated again, and the field suddenly became cold. But after a few breaths, a voice from an unknown location came from the crowd:

"The law does not punish the public. There are so many of us, so we swarmed up and killed them without anyone noticing. Then we went our separate ways. I don't believe that Dazhou Academy is clinging to us."

As soon as these words came out, less than half of the two to three hundred monks on the opposite side were ready to make a move. Yes, taking advantage of the chaos to take action at this time, who knows who could do it.

However, there were still many monks with clear minds who watched the development of the situation with cold eyes.

Faced with this situation, Fang Qingyuan sighed, took out a token-like magic weapon, raised it high, channeled his spiritual power, and shouted throughout the audience:

"The Tongtian Order is here. Let me see who dares. As soon as I issue the Tongtian Order, the Nascent Soul-level inspectors from Dazhou Academy will arrive within ten breaths. If you are not afraid of the three Yi tribes, you can give it a try!"

Seeing the things in Fang Qingyuan's hands, many of the monks on the other side immediately burst into an uproar.

"Does he have a Heavenly Order? I'm sorry, everyone. I have something to do. Please take the first step."

"A Tongtian Order with two hundred thousand merit points? Someone really changed it. I thought it was something that Dazhou Academy used to cheat merit points. I really gained some insight today."

"He doesn't dare to use it. Don't leave, please come together. Hey, hey, why are you pulling me?"

Fang Qingyuan looked at the chaotic situation in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. If the other party didn't believe it, he would have asked Yinbao to turn around and run away by now. After all, they were a mob, and they would lose their sense of proportion after being slightly frightened.

In fact, where does he have any Tongtian Token? He took out this token casually. Although the style is very similar to the Tongtian Token from Dazhou Academy, it is the token of Qingyuan Sect.

How could he be willing to exchange for the Tongtian Token that cost 200,000 merit points? Even if he wanted to, the merit points of the Baishan Beast Control Sect were not enough.

Pretending to be a sect entrusted by the Great Zhou Academy for three generations is a very serious crime, but saying that I have the Heavenly Order is just bragging. If you believe me, there is nothing I can do about it. After all, bragging does not violate Zhou law.

There was a commotion in the opponent's crowd for a while, and dozens of monks left on the spot. The remaining monks could not believe it anymore.

So Fang Qingyuan collected the Tongtian Token, took a slight detour, came to the other side of Haolin Sect, and shouted to the people inside: