The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

As soon as the guy named Yunlin opened his mouth, the faces of the cultivators belonging to Yun Country changed drastically, and they were finally organized together by him.

However, after hearing about the origins of this group of people, the eyes of the other group of cultivators became scary.

Needless to say, these people are naturally cultivators from the Wind Country, which has a feud with Yun Country. The war between the two countries has lasted for thousands of years. It is no longer a simple family feud. As long as the two sides get together, they will fight to the death.

But at the moment, the cultivators who do not belong to these two countries occupy far more people than these two sides, and they did not choose to take action.

A dragon scale grass can create a small invincible existence here.

Whoever snatches it will have unimaginable benefits for him personally and for the cultivators of this immortal country.

Let me ask this guy named Yunlin, who already has such appeal. If he gets the dragon scale grass and then his strength is greatly improved, what good will the group of people in the Wind Country have?

On the contrary, if someone from the Wind Country gets it, then the group of people from the Cloud Country will certainly not get much advantage.

In this situation, Yun Lin's influence immediately spread to many idle people.

As long as there are multiple people present, the monks took the initiative to form a team successfully, and some lone walkers retreated a little with envy.

No one expected this scene. Li Ruoyu just got close to a team and didn't even get to know them. Unexpectedly, they were all monks from Qi.

Although there are not many conflicts between the Wind Country and Qi, they are friendly neighbors, but they will definitely not be too "friendly" with him at this time.

Li Ruoyu could only retreat to the side with an embarrassed face. He did not join the team of the Wind Country. Such a temporary team lacks a famous and extraordinary person like Yun Lin to organize it.

It is extremely dangerous!

He, Li, has never taken the path of a saint. If he can help the team of the Wind Country, he will lend a hand, but if he wants to save people by himself? He will run faster than a rabbit.

Li Ruoyu's face flushed slightly, because Lao Hei had become one with the group of guys in the demon tribe.

He was not as good as Lao Hei. Li Ruoyu felt a little embarrassed.

But just when he was emotional, someone had already started to act.

Yun Lin's appeal was stronger than that of the others present. A total of ten Yun country cultivators actually rushed to the giant mountain together.

Except for the few people who accidentally broke into the mountain and found the dragon scale grass and survived by chance, the others who dared to break into the mountain and wanted to take the dragon scale grass basically never came out again.

After the Yun country cultivators rushed in, other teams followed suit.

Especially the team of the Wind Country, they would rather not get anyone than watch the Yun country cultivators succeed.

Seeing those people rushing into the mountain in groups of three or five, Li Ruoyu and other "loose cultivators" looked at each other at this time, and were stunned.

Li Ruoyu did not move, naturally because Lao Hei had not moved yet.

The demons who could reach the peak level of foundation building were not fools. Even if the dragon scale grass was temporarily obtained by the human cultivators, what could it do? If they wanted to really get it, they still had to get through them.

The most important thing was that most of the demons were very indifferent, and some of them even looked at the giant mountain with a little awe.

Li Ruoyu suddenly wanted to remind the cultivators of the Wind Country, but it was too late. In just a short while, they had already rushed into the giant mountain.

Not only them, but forty or fifty people had already landed in the mountain. Their target was the rumored flamingo. Only by killing this bird could they get the dragon scale grass.

However, what was waiting for them was a group of fiery red figures.

A full two or three hundred flamingos flew up to the sky at a high speed, and most of them were demon birds at the middle and late stages of foundation building.

They blocked the way of the cultivators!

Any cultivator at the peak of foundation building might be nervous against such a lineup, but there were forty or fifty cultivators at the peak of foundation building in front of them.

It is no exaggeration to say that they can destroy such a lineup of demon birds with just a wave of their hands.

"Cry~" Many firebirds spread their wings and blocked the group of outsiders who tried to invade their nests.

"Kill!" Most people in the crowd stopped rushing into the mountain, but some were ruthless.

As soon as this person finished speaking, many people had already taken action.

Various spells, sword auras, and even palm prints were used together, and the group of firebirds could only shoot out red fire feathers to meet the enemy.

The flying fire feathers were a beautiful scene. However, the murderous intent in this beautiful scene destroyed the original artistic conception.

The sound of birds crying was everywhere, and in just one encounter, twenty or thirty firebirds fell from the sky.

They came here under orders, and they were all terrified at this time.

"Cry!!!" At this moment, a high-pitched bird cry with a hint of grief and indignation came from the mountain.

Many monks changed color, and the sound of just one cry had already made some people's eardrums sore.

And with just this cry, all the flamingoes gathered together, and then they formed "one" huge flamingo.

Many flamingoes moved almost in unison, and each individual flamingo turned into a feather of this giant flamingo.

Its every move seemed to merge these two or three hundred flamingoes into one, and all the birds seemed to have unified their actions and will.

"Cry~" A high-pitched cry came from the giant firebird, and hundreds of bird cries turned into one cry.

It was really terrifying!

After this cry, groups of fire feathers shot out violently.

Each group of fire feathers was composed of at least four or five firebird feathers, but its power was many times stronger than the previous fire feathers.

Everyone's face changed. This was an extremely magical combined attack technique. The strength of this giant firebird was no less than that of a pseudo-Jindan-level strongman. They had to deal with it carefully.

Some people used attack instead of defense, slashing out powerful sword beams, and some people took out magic shields to directly resist. This second fire feather attack left many people injured.

They were all cultivators at the peak of the foundation building realm, so naturally there were capable people present. Some people directly broke through the fire feather formation and rushed to the side of the giant firebird.

What about the inexplicable formation combination? The giant bird was made up of low-level demons. If we killed some of them and destroyed the formation, we could kill them all.

However, this man's sword landed fiercely on the body and head of the flaming bird on the left wing of the giant bird, but there was no blood splashing as expected.

Not even a few feathers were cut off!

There was an inexplicable energy covering all the flaming birds. If this combined attack method was passed on to the human race, it would be unimaginable.