Mechanical male god [unworn ancient]

Wen Renyou didn't know what he said to the heads of the two immortal sects of Lingzong and Jianzong, and the two actually shook hands to make peace, especially, the head of Jianzong who was still angry just now laughed cheerfully.

People don't know why, but they dare not delve into it.

The next day, the head of the Sword Sect took his disciples back, and the people from the Tiangong Sect also left, but the Lingzong didn't even make any move, letting them leave safely.

Seeing this, the leaders of various sects muttered in their hearts again. Could it be that the relationship between Lingzong and Jianzong has really returned to its original state?Wasn't that scene yesterday a show for them?They didn't know that the Spiritual Sect's Huashen Venerable was seriously injured, and the other Nascent Soul Elders were also greatly damaged. The Spiritual Sect didn't want to care about it, it was clearly more than enough but not enough!

The two most prestigious immortal sects have already left, and it is not good for the remaining sects to stay in the Lingzong for too long, so after three to five days, the leaders of the various sects who came to the Lingzong from thousands of miles away have all left in sevens and eights. It was eight, and until the last sect left, no one could see the Huashen Venerable.

Seven days later, Lingzong crossed the Erfeng Peak.

If Patriarch Du'er's injury was placed on a Nascent Soul cultivator, at the lightest, he would fall into a realm and be unable to be promoted for life. greatly eased.

Guessing that his current strength had recovered to [-]% of his previous strength, Patriarch Du'er left the pass and met with the head of the Spirit Sect who had been guarding outside.

"Is there any movement in the fire prison?" Patriarch Du'er immediately asked this sentence when he saw the real person Zhiqing.

The head of the Lingzong didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately cupped his hands and said: "Go back to the ancestors, there is no movement."

Patriarch Du'er's face was sombre, it was hard to see whether it was disappointment or happiness.In the eyes of outsiders, the patriarch Du'er, who has recovered from his injuries, is still majestic and unfathomable, but only he knows that he has developed a heart of fear for that young man named Ji Heng, and he heard that the other party fell into the fire hell There was no more movement after that, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief.

The gate of Hell has been sealed, even if that person is not burned to death inside, he will never get out!Thinking of this, Patriarch Du'er's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty.He looked at the disciple who bowed his head and waited in front of him, still respectful, and was satisfied in his heart, "You have worked hard these days. How is Yi Ming?"

Seeing the ancestor mentioned his son, the head of the Lingzong paused for a moment, and said with some hesitation: "Junior Brother Yi Ming... He seems to like that monk named Ji Heng very much. After knowing that we trapped him in the fire prison, he made a big fuss Had a game."

Hearing this, Patriarch Du'er, whose expression had not changed all this time, finally changed his expression slightly. He didn't know what he thought of, and he frowned even more, but he didn't say anything. He just sighed and said, "Let him go!"

The head of the Lingzong clasped his hands and said, "Yes. It's just the Jianzong side..."

"Old Ancestor! Sect Leader! Something is wrong!" The words of the Sect Leader were interrupted by Wen Ze who broke in suddenly.

Seeing the always prudent senior disciple barging in with such reckless shouts, the head of the Lingzong sect suddenly panicked, and a sense of ominous premonition crawled up his back like a poisonous snake along his heels, making him tremble all over. Liang, without waiting for him to ask, Wen Ze immediately said: "It's not good! I don't know who got out about the matter of picking stars! Now the whole world of cultivating immortals knows! All sects and sects are now gathering to discuss how to deal with us Lingzong!"

"Impossible!" Patriarch Du'e flicked his sleeves and got down from the first seat, "The restriction on Zhaixing Peak was set by the deity himself, how could anyone be able to enter?"

But didn't Ji Heng go in after singing softly?Wen Ze's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and then he thought that those two people had already been pushed into Hell, and it was impossible for them to send the news. Even if they could, who would believe them?The Dafa of Duoyun on Zhaixing Peak was originally searched from ancient classics. Now, except for the head and ancestor of their Lingzong, who can understand it?

But now, the spies sent out by the Spirit Sect have clearly found out that all sects and sects are now clamoring that the Spirit Sect uses sorcery to take away their luck, and righteousness and indignation gather together to discuss how to crusade against their sect!

The head of Lingzong has always trusted Wen Ze, and he also knew that his big disciple could not be aimless, so he immediately believed Wen Ze's words, thinking that if the whole world of cultivating immortals was twisted into one rope to deal with them, even if Lingzong was the number one in the world of cultivating immortals Immortal gate once, there is no way to get out of the whole body!The cold sweat on his forehead broke out immediately.

"Old Ancestor, what should we do now?"

"What are you panicking about?" Patriarch Du'er squinted his eyes, and said calmly, "As long as the Seizing Luck Formation is still there, they will never be able to defeat us." Pushed down from Hell? "It's just some small sects, and they will be wiped out immediately! What's more, the deity still has a backhand with Jianzong..."

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Two months later, Jianzong's school field.

Under the starless and moonless night, a huge cloud boat stopped in the sky above the Jianzong school grounds. Several monks dressed in white Jianzong disciple uniforms looked tired, but they still held their spirits and took the people on the cloud boat. Bring down the wounded.

"Quick! Lift people down!"

"Where is the doctor? Where is the doctor? My brother is dying!"

"Quickly tell Master Yuxu that Liuyun Sect has lost!"

The school grounds, which used to be empty and peaceful in the night, are now full of people, and there are seriously injured monks and scout disciples who are constantly shuttling through the crowd.

When Hua Qing jumped off the cloud boat holding his right arm, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell in mid-air.

Pei Qing, who was manipulating Yun Zhou, happened to see this scene, and cried out in shock: "Junior Brother Hua Qing!"

Seeing this, Ah Bao, who was standing on the school grounds, quickly threw out a thick cushion, which happened to be placed under Hua Qing.

Fortunately, with this cushion as a cushion, Huaqing's injury did not worsen.Even so, he still fell until his eyes turned black, and he couldn't stand up for a long time.

Seeing that his right arm was still bleeding and that there were many wounds on his body, Ah Bao immediately carried the medicine box over to him and bandaged him first.

Since the war with Lingzong, this situation has happened every day.The background and luck of Lingzong are terrifyingly strong, and there are venerable gods in charge. Jianzong leads most sects in the world of cultivating immortals, including the two major sects of Tiangongmen and Haohuazong, but they can barely compete with Lingzong. Draw a tie.

And just a month after the war started, several sects defected and defected to the Lingzong. Today, the Liuyunzong on the front line was defeated, and the situation worsened.

A disciple like A Bao who has not yet established a foundation is useless even if he goes to the battlefield, so he helps the doctors of the Creation Sect in the rear to help bandage some trauma.

Now there are a lot of wounded sent here every day, and all the spiritual peaks of the Sword Sect are full. There is no way but to temporarily place some monks who are only traumatized in the school grounds.

Kneeling down in front of Hua Qing, Ah Bao was about to tear off his clothes and bandage his wound, but the next moment he was grabbed by the drowsy Hua Qing.The other party's hand was too strong, and A Bao's hand was reddened in an instant.

He glared at him, slapped the hand he was holding on to, and said angrily, "It's me, you idiot! Let it go!"

I don't know if it was because he heard Ah Bao's voice that Hua Qing's hand that was holding him suddenly loosened.

Then Ah Bao began to bandage him, and after all the wounds on his body were bandaged, Ah Bao lowered his head and squeezed his shriveled Qiankun bag, curled his lips and said: "This stupid guy must have given the healing medicine to others. How stupid."

"You don't have to worry, I... In fact, it doesn't matter if I'm injured, I can come back, and I'll take another look at you when I come back."

The hoarse voice startled Ah Bao. When he looked up, he saw that Hua Qing had woken up at some point and was looking at him with bloodshot eyes.

Ignoring Hua Qing's somewhat ambiguous words, Ah Bao directly asked: "How is the front line? I heard that Liuyun Sect was defeated. Does that mean we are about to hit the border of Jian Sect?"

Seeing that Abao changed the subject again, Hua Qing didn't feel very disappointed, because at this time there were other more important things covering up the little thoughts in his heart, he blinked his dry eyes, and said: "Originally, we We can win, but I don't know who leaked the news and leaked the military layout plan of our sect. As a result, the [-] monks guarding the path and preparing for a surprise attack could not wait for the Lingzong team, and the weak Liuyunzong But it was breached, and the entire sect was wiped out. Blood flowed from their sect to the foot of the mountain, forming a small river..."

Just listening to Hua Qing's short description, Ah Bao can imagine the tragic scene of floating corpses and blood flowing in the oars in Liuyunzong, probably because this is just a war between human beings, and Ah Bao has not witnessed it with his own eyes. So he didn't have any special feelings, but Hua Qing saw that he looked very sad, Ah Bao patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, and then...then his attention was sucked away by a loud bang up!

"What's going on? Is it an enemy attack?"

"Could it be that the people from the Lingzong have already come here?"

Many wounded lying on the school grounds were startled by the loud noise and sat up from the mattresses.

Abao has been in the school grounds for two months, and he even felt a little familiar when he heard the movement. He immediately left Huaqing and ran towards the direction of the sound, shouting as he ran: "Everyone don't Don't worry, it's just a fryer!"

The monks who sat up immediately relaxed when they heard that it was just a bombing furnace and not an enemy attack. Also, no matter how dangerous the front line is, the rear of Jianzong is always the safest.

Now the battle is severe, and most of those who have cultivated higher than the Foundation Establishment Stage have gone to the battlefield. Most of those who stayed in the rear as logistics are disciples of the Qi Refining Stage, including the Physician of the Good Fortune Sect who is treating everyone on the school field at the moment. For doctors who are only in the Qi refining period, the explosive furnace for refining medicine is nothing more than a normal thing.But it's just too much work to clean.

Ah Bao bypassed the wounded one after another and rushed to help, but just halfway through, a large cloud of purple-black smoke shot straight from a distance and landed at the gate of Jianzong.

When the purple-black smoke dissipated, what appeared in front of everyone were a dozen or so demons with black horns on their heads and evil spirits all over their bodies!

The leader of the demon clan had deep purple pupils, held a huge axe, and was extremely burly under a black armor. His face was handsome but strange, and he showed a bit of disdain unabashedly when he looked at the people on the school field.The huge ax in his hand hit the stone slab in front of Jianzong's gate with a bang, and he raised his voice: "I am Si Wudao, I am here as promised, and let the wind of your sect sing out!"

The menacing demons in front of them scared the monks on the school field!At this moment, they didn't have much thought to think about the meaning of the words of the demon clan. They only had one sentence in their minds: Could it be that the people of the Lingzong united with the demon clan and wanted to attack the foundation of the sword sect in one fell swoop?