The Rise of the Shen Family

Chapter 670 Lingbao Buried in Heavenly Coffin

The sky was gray, and there seemed to be a dark cloud blocking the sun, making the whole world shrouded in darkness.

Qingyun Mountain stands majestically under this heavy sky, towering into the clouds, and is shrouded by a large array of light curtains exuding cyan light.

Above Tianshu Peak, Cangsu Zhenren and Shen Huanchi stood side by side, and beside them were two old men from the Jiang family and the old man from the Xia family.

Behind the five of them, there is an open-air stone platform. This stone platform that looks like it has been through vicissitudes of life is engraved with dense and mysterious patterns.

At this time, Zhentian Zhenzhen and Zhuge Wende were sitting opposite each other, and their minds had long been immersed in this huge formation center.

In this stone platform, in addition to the two people who have already sat down, there are also several third-order formation masters trained by Qingyunmen sitting around.

Once the war starts, these people will act together to assist the two formation masters to jointly preside over this extremely large guardian formation.

In addition, at the places where the formation bases are located on Qingyun Mountain, there is a foundation-building inner disciple and more than ten qi cultivators guarding them.

The only thing these people have to do is, after the war starts, they must do their best to stabilize the formation in front of them.

Going down one layer after another, from the various formation bases to the most important formation eyes, from ordinary qi training disciples to Jindan real people, everyone on Qingyun Mountain is ready to fight.

At this time, Qingyunmen was extremely quiet up and down, and a tragic atmosphere gradually spread across the entire Lingshan.

Shen Huanchi and the others stood on the top of the mountain with a solemn expression, looking at the situation under Qingyun Mountain.

I saw that the four huge cities built around the Qingyun Mountains have also opened their respective defense formations.

There is some kind of mysterious connection between these four city protection formations, and they echo the guardian formation that covers Qingyunmen from afar.

However, it didn't take long for a group of monks of all kinds to appear on the horizon, and they were quickly converging towards the bottom of Qingyun Mountain.

clang clang

All of a sudden, the alarm bells in the Qingyunmen sect, and the rapid bell reminds all the Qingyunmen disciples that a strong enemy has appeared, and a battle of life and death is about to start.

As more and more monks appeared under Qingyun Mountain, the entire Qingyun Gate and the four giant cities below the mountain were surrounded by airtightness.

These monks who besieged Qingyunmen were not all Wuji monks, but most of them were monks from the Pingzhou family who surrendered and defected.

Some of them are greedy for life and afraid of death,

Some are trying to find another way out, while others are really forced to help.

At this moment, these people looked at the heavily defended Qingyunmen Mountain Gate in front of them, and began to feel uneasy in their hearts.

In the great formation of protecting the sect, Cangsu Zhenren and others looked at the monks at the foot of the mountain, and a gloomy expression appeared on his slightly old face.

Among the monks who were preparing to attack at the foot of the mountain, there were no less than 400 monks in the foundation-building period, and tens of thousands of monks who practiced Qi.

At this time, in the Qingyun Sect, the disciples of the inner sect and some family forces came to help, and there were only more than 180 cultivators in the foundation-building stage.

Old man Qingyang, why don't you come out and see me?

At this time, several black shadows were galloping from a distance, and the crazy laughter exploded in the air like a dull thunder.

Many monks at the bottom of Qingyun Mountain couldn't help but look up, and there was a shocking look in their eyes.

In a blink of an eye, three silhouettes lingering in black mist appeared above everyone's heads, and behind them were four monks of different shapes.

These people, standing in the air hundreds of meters high in the sky, overlooking the people under their feet, exudes a powerful atmosphere that makes everyone present tremble.

Seven Jindan real people!

Wait, that doesn't seem to be the whole story.

I saw that another eight figures appeared in the air, standing respectfully behind the seven Jindan real people.

The breath of these eight people may not be as strong as the seven people, but the breath emanating from them made all the foundation-building cultivators present feel inexplicable heart palpitations.

Are these fifteen Jindan real people? !

At this time, everyone under Qingyun Mountain felt a chilling feeling, and their hearts were already shocked beyond recognition.

And here, the Qingyunmen cultivators in the great formation also took a deep breath, and some of the disciples who were practicing Qi immediately turned pale and felt a deep despair.

Above Tianshu Peak, Cangsu Zhenren, Shen Huanchi and the others, as well as the four seniors from the upper three clans, looked at the appearance of the Wuji Sect and the Evil Dao powerhouse, their expressions dignified to the extreme.

Three peak powerhouses in the late stage of Jindan, a middle stage powerhouse, and three powerhouses in the early stage of Jindan, plus eight fake alchemy cultivators who made mixed pills!

Master Cangsu looked at the dozen or so figures in the air, his face was ashen, and his right hand clenched his fist slightly trembling.

Over the years, he has been sending people to inquire about the details of those evil monks, and the information obtained shows that the other party has only one strong person in the late stage of Jindan, a ghost-faced black-robed man with a strange whereabouts.

But the people who appear today are two ghost-faced black-robed men, and their cultivations are actually late Jindan!

And when Cangsu Master Man saw the black-robed young man standing beside Master Wushang, a strong killing intent burst out in his sharp eyes, and he shouted angrily:

Wang Yuanqing, you bastard who bullied his master and destroyed his ancestors!

Hearing this, the black-robed young man walked out slowly, took off his black robe, and exposed himself to all eyes.

It was Wang Yuanqing, the inner disciple who defected from the sect that year.

Cangsu old man, you destroy my family heritage, kill my clan, and today I will have you buried with Qingyunmen!

Wang Yuanqing faced the real Cangsu without fear at all, and the murderous voice spread throughout the entire Qingyun Mountain.

Many cultivators in Qingyunmen knew Wang Yuanqing, and some of them had a close relationship, but looking at this man surrounded by suffocating energy, his heart was not very pleasant.

Beast, this seat must clear the door for the sect today!

Master Cangsu roared like a wild lion, and then his middle-stage Jindan cultivator was completely released.

Child Cangsu, where is the old man Qingyang, don't let him get out!

At this moment, the ghost-like master Junshan walked out, and used his weird voice to mock the secluded master Qingyang.

With his cultivation at the peak of the late Golden Core, his voice can spread throughout the entire Qingyun Mountain, which is enough for the Qingyang real person who is in retreat to hear.

And he did this obviously to disturb Qingyang Zhenren's mind, and it would be best if he could make the other party go straight to the devil.

The old ghost of Junshan!

Cangsu Zhenren shouted angrily.

At this moment, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded from mid-air, making everyone instantly quiet.

Enough, it's really noisy, this seat is not here to listen to your quick talk!

I saw that a ghost-faced black-robed man walked out slowly, and his extremely strange eyes looked directly at Cangsu Zhenren and the others in the Protector Sect Great Array.

This seat can now give you one last chance to open the big formation and join my Holy Religion, but how about the lives of Paul and others?

The extremely seductive voice sounded in the ears of Shen Huanchi and the others, as if a strange force was constantly invading their souls.

You are just some lost dogs, ghosts and ghosts who can't see the light all day long, you should think that the people of Lingnan are just lambs that are slaughtered by others!

Master Cangsu shouted again, and his loud voice spread all over Qingyun Mountain.

court death!

The remarks of Cangsu Zhenren obviously hurt the other party, and the grimace in black robe directly slapped him in anger.

I saw that the huge palm composed of countless black qi immediately fell from the sky, and shot it on the large light curtain covering the entire Qingyun Mountain with the momentum of destroying the dry and pulling the rot.

Boom

All I could hear was a loud noise, and the entire Qingyun Mountain trembled.

But the large cyan light curtain only trembled slightly, and then ripples appeared on the surface.

After all the dust had settled, the great formation of protecting the sect that enveloped Qingyunmen still stood there intact.

I underestimate this bastard.

The ghost-faced black-robed man looked at the large array of light curtains that shone with light, and said lightly.

Seeing that the other party was unable to shake the guardian formation, everyone in the Qingyunmen in the formation could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Do you really think that this seat can't break through your monstrous shell? It's just a quasi-fifth-order formation!

The ethereal and eerie voice resounded from behind the grimace mask again, and this time the voice contained boundless murderous aura.

After hearing this, Shen Huanchi and the others' hearts trembled slightly, and their expressions became much more solemn.

The next moment, a pitch-black coffin appeared in front of everyone's eyes, surrounded by countless strange black auras.

When Cangsu Zhenren, Shen Huanchi and the others sensed the chilling aura emanating from the black coffin, their faces instantly turned pale.

That black coffin is actually a rare fifth-order spiritual treasure!

(The number of words in both chapters is 2800+, and there is no difference.)

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Today's quiz, what are the trump cards of Qingyunmen for thousands of years, and who will fall?

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