One can imagine the shock caused by the shock of a monk from the same source, a late-stage Nascent Soul, a middle-stage Nascent Soul, and an early-stage Nascent Soul, all from the same source.
The barren mountains have poor spiritual power, and occasionally only one mountain range has third-level and second-level spiritual veins. On weekdays, except for a few monks in the foundation building and golden elixir stages who are among the casual cultivators, they show up to harvest. Apart from elixirs and hunting monsters, there are very few Nascent Soul stage monks showing up.
Occasionally, a person appears, but in most cases, it just passes by, and will not appear in such a grand manner at all.
The Great Lord of Baise Sect who is sitting here is dressed in a red robe, showing off his exquisite figure to the fullest. At the same time, against the red background, he shows an extra aura, Yuan. The cultivation level in the middle stage of infancy, coupled with the fleeting and vague look of fear on his face, makes people fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.
"I come from the Sun family. Isn't it true that there is only one great master in Baise Sect who is in charge of the base camp?"
Out of absolute confidence in his own strength, Sun Mingsheng has great confidence in himself. His origins and identity are not hidden at all, and he is straightforward and straight to the point.
Sun Mingsheng himself also knew nothing about the internal situation of Baise Gate, which was currently in the latent stage, so he naturally looked puzzled.
"How did the Sun family discover this place? During these days, apart from buying spiritual objects necessary for practice, they never left the city."
"City The fire in the door affected Chi Yu, but the disaster caused by her was completely retributive on my body?"
The face of the Baise Sect Master turned blue and white, which was quite ugly, but his face was determined. His expression was crystal clear.
"Don't misunderstand the three Taoists. I'm just cultivating here. I'm not a monk of Baise Sect. It's just that the inheritance I practice is somewhat similar to that of Baise Sect. Please don't do it, fellow Taoist Sun." There is a misunderstanding, why not go to the cave to explain it, this little girl is good at dual cultivation, how about asking fellow Taoists to enjoy the bliss of the world?"
There is a seductive look on her words and face, and every movement. They are all gentle and have endless charm hidden in them.
In the world of cultivation, various inheritances emerge in endlessly, and the charm skills practiced by female cultivators are naturally not a few. However, as straightforward as this is, it is obviously not the characteristic of Baise Sect. For a time, , the three Nascent Soul stage monks from the Sun family who claimed to be well-informed could not help but fall into momentary hesitation and contemplation.
It is these little hesitations that are the only way to survive for the female cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. I saw its light rotation, and the existences like rose petals left the shackles of the red robe and turned into streams of light surrounding them. Around the three monks, petals suddenly burst open, and layers of white corrosive ashes completely submerged the three of them.
This great master of the mid-stage Nascent Soul of Baise Sect, with persistent efforts, thousands of LiuThe leaf-sized leaves were hidden in the white ashes and turned into a palm-sized willow leaf flying knife. It was divided into three parts and surrounded and cut away the three Nascent Soul stage monks of the Sun family.
These willow leaves with jagged edges on both sides should come from some kind of high-quality spiritual plant, and they are also a one-time attack method.
Of course, relying solely on the seemingly large number and menacing willow leaves in front of us, the threat to the three Yuan Ying monks of the Sun family is naturally not too great. At most, the lack of timely response will cause some Just a simple skin injury.
But the female cultivator, who was originally full of flattery and temptation, took the opportunity to turn into a stream of light and disappeared with the help of a handkerchief-like fourth-level mid-grade flying fake spirit treasure. When he fled far away, he also decisively abandoned the great foundation in the barren mountains, focusing on the principle of leaving the green hills without worrying about having no firewood.
She is naturally clear about the functions of these willow leaves. Perhaps her only goal in sacrificing these willow leaves is to delay as much time as possible.
"She is really a witch from the Baise Sect. All the records in the jade slips are true and correct. They will investigate at the cost of their own lives. A group of junior monks have no influence on them."
"But a mere female cultivator from the Baise Sect in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, using some shady tricks to escape smoothly, is really a bit fanciful."
Facing the overwhelming force coming from the sky, Sun Mingsheng didn't take Liu Ye's flying knife too seriously. What really made him angry was the Baise Sect Master who had chosen to escape due to a moment of inadvertence.
Of course, the final result of this battle has been determined long ago. The Sun family, which has an absolute advantage in numbers and strength, has no worries about failure. The only difference is the price to be paid to achieve the final goal. That’s all.
"Three flavors of true fire, burn"
Sun Ming opened his mouth and spit out a rich flame. It was the three flavors of true fire that he had cultivated for more than a thousand years, but it was relatively condensed compared to the past. In terms of the attack method, the flames that appeared in front of them at this time were overwhelming, turning into a dark red wall of hot fire blocking the three people.
Whenever these overwhelming willow leaves tried to get close to the three monks of the Sun family, they were suddenly burned by flames, completely losing their original state and reduced to Withered, only ordinary willow leaves with worthless textures remain.
As for the ashes mixed in the willow leaves, Sun Huafeng took out an ordinary-looking gray cloth bag, which contained fake spiritual treasures that were 70% or 80% similar to the most common low-level storage bags in the world of cultivation. .
With the support of sufficient mana, the bag mouth swelled in the wind and floated in the air, and thick tornadoes continued to pour out of it.
Under the effect of the tornado, the ashes all over the sky not only failed to have the desired effect of blocking the enemy, but were blocked and gathered by the wind and turned into fist-sized objects, falling down.into the hands of Sun Huafeng.
"Uncle Twelve, nephew, please go ahead and arrest this enchantress from Baise Gate. I also ask you to plunder the formation."
Sun Mingsheng and Sun Huafeng each did their own thing. After the interference from the outside world was eliminated, Sun Caiwu turned into a stream of light and took the lead to attack. The words floating in his ears had not yet ended, and his figure had disappeared.
It was said that it was too late, but it was so fast. In fact, all this happened in the flash of lightning and fire. The aura of the mid-stage Nascent Soul Master of Baise Sect was still within the lock range of the three monks of the Sun family. Within, as long as no external force intervenes, there is no need to worry about the possibility of escape.
Sun Caiwu's cultivation has reached the peak of the sixth level of Yuanying. He is only one step away from the threshold of the seventh level of Yuanying to enter the late stage of Yuanying. His comprehensive strength is naturally far beyond that of Baisemen Yuan. The great master in the middle stage of infancy can confront and block him head-on.
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