Chen Daoyou be careful. I'm afraid that these two monks have eaten the magic pill and forcibly improved their cultivation for a short time at the cost of their own flesh." Ji Yan is like a great enemy.

Hearing this, Chen Ping tensed his body.

We know that trouble is not easy.

He could no longer use the Green Mangsword.

The current spiritual power reserve is only enough for him to use the Qingmang Sword at most four times.

It has been used three times so far, and more than half of its spiritual power has been consumed.

If you use it again, you won't be able to maintain your defensive skills.

This is also thanks to his small skin refining success, which has increased the amount of spiritual power reserves by 10-20%.

Otherwise it's more passive now.

Chen Ping hurriedly knocked a pill of Aiqi Pill, and swallowed a Awakening Pill and a Miasma Pill at the same time.

Fight again.

Because the Demon Cultivation Foundation has already attacked.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Blood and tears oozed from the corners of a demon cultivator's eyes, and a hideous expression made a sinister smile.

"I sacrifice my blood to the Heavenly Dao and draw the spirit of the abyss."

"Break!"

With a roar from the demon cultivator.

The black qi that overflowed from his body suddenly turned into countless heavenly bats, and the black pressure was like an arrow, shooting towards Chen Ping and Ji Yan.

At the same time, there was a shrill cry.

In the ravaged land, the monks of the Qi training period did not distinguish between the enemy and me, and they all screamed miserably, and when the heavenly bats had abused them, only a pile of white bones remained.

Countless monks looked terrified.

Chen Ping retreated violently, and one after another full-level "Tiangang Thunder" hit out, and lightning beams fell from the sky, brightening the black and oppressive sky.

"Smack! Syllable! Smack!"

The bats that were hit instantly turned to powder.

After the Tiangang thunder, Chen Ping immediately cast the "Dragon Fire Technique", but this time he did not summon the "Fire Dragon", but instead cast a large area of "Fire Rain".

The fire rain doesn't hurt the monks too much, but the fire spells are inherently restrained by these evil things.

The screams of the bats suddenly rang out.

Through the black pressed bat, Chen Ping seemed to see a familiar figure in the demon cultivator crowd, but it was fleeting and disappeared.

Chen Ping wanted to find out, but it was too late.

Meanwhile.

Demon Xiu didn't get a single blow, so he didn't retreat, and changed his spell to fight with Chen Ping again.

「biu！ biu！ biu！」

「……」

As the battle continued, Chen Ping felt completely numb, as if he had lost his autonomy.

There is no end in sight to the battle.

As far as the eye can see, there are scenes of battles everywhere.

But I don't see where the other foundation building colleagues have gone, and the battlefield is very large. You can only hear the roar from the battle of Tsukiki from time to time.

Among the Qi cultivation period cultivators, there were originally far more cultivators in Cloud City than demon cultivators.

But Demon Xiu fought at home, and set up traps in advance. And the demon cultivates Kido, once he frees up his hand to deal with the Qi cultivation period monks, it is a dimensionality reduction blow, and several deaths at a time.

At the moment, Cloudsdale has traces of defeat.

'I can't fight anymore. ，

'Saving your life is the most important thing. ，

"Ji Daoyou, lead the disciples of Cloud City to retreat, and if you want to fight, you have to fight at the foot of the mountain, the casualties here are too heavy." Chen Ping yelled.

There are too many obstacles here.

Not at all.

Ji Yan hesitated for a moment and said:

"Okay."

Fight and retreat.

Ji Yan began to lead Daoist friends to retreat.

Chen Ping stepped down in the air, saw that Yun Lingshan was in a bad situation, and easily solved the demon cultivator. Holding Yun Lingshan's back collar in one hand, he swept downward.

But he had just traveled some distance and was blocked by a wall of earth that suddenly rose. Chen Ping walked directly over with his full defense, unscathed, but it was at this time that he was once again demonized

Build the foundation entangled on.

Can only fight again.

Kill one, and come again.

'It's endless. ，

Chen Ping killed to the end, only the opponent was left in his eyes, and he couldn't care about anyone else.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

「……」

After half a pillar of incense, just when Chen Ping was planning to be alone, he finally waited for the rescuers.

Five or six foundation-building monks from the Lingxiao Sect quickly came from the Endless Forest and joined the battle.

The tide quickly tilted.

Chen Ping also breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Under the original situation, he only had the ability to protect himself. But if it really comes to the last resort, he can only be alone and choose to save his life.

Fortunately, reinforcements came.

Half an hour later, after the death of those few late-stage demons in the foundation building stage, the battle was completely over.

The death of the demon cultivator.

Runaway, run.

Captured captives.

Then more Lingxiao Sect monks also came and began to take care of the scene.

The Monks of Cloudsdale reassembled at the foot of the mountain.

After the number of people was cleared, I realized that most of the Qi cultivators had already died, and none of the five who were alive were still alive, and they were all more or less injured.

It was only at this moment that Chen Ping knew that this battle of demon punishment was even more tragic than he imagined:

Yun Wenting is dead, Tang Junyi is dead, Wu Ma Ming is dead, Jing Hongping is dead...

Of the six foundations, only he and Ji Yan, the two foundations with the lowest cultivation, are still alive.

The resting place at the foot of the mountain, after the mutilated corpses of Yun Wenting, Tang Junyi, and Jing Hongping were sent by the disciples of the Ling Xiao Sect.

The disciples of the two families of Yun and Tang couldn't believe that their ancestor had died like this.

Weeping echoed through the valley.

It is not easy for each of these families to build a foundation. These foundations are the pillars of the family, and the death of the foundation means that the family may be in decline.

Yun Lingshan also cried painfully.

As for Wu Ma Ming, he didn't even have a corpse, and he was swallowed by the magic of the demon cultivator on the spot, turning into dust.

"Fortunately, Chen Daoyou helped on the battlefield, thank you, otherwise there would be a corpse of mine lying here at this moment." Ji Yan was stunned, looking at the corpses of these fellow Daoists, and his heart palpitated.

Constant sighing:

"Alas, I thought it was an easy battle to punish demons, but I never thought about it..., alas... That's it, that's it."

"yes. It was so unexpected."

Chen Ping looked at these dead companions, and his heart was also very uncomfortable, and he was in a low mood.

This battle of demons, I'm afraid it's not that simple behind it. It's a pity that I'm just a guest and doesn't know anything. Even this expedition was learned three days before the departure.

Alas, all those who knew and knew each other died. ，

'Yun Wenting, Jing Hongping... Even the head of the Ning Mansion family did not escape this hurdle. Not to mention the so many familiar monks who died in Lianyun City at the beginning,

'In this world, cultivating immortals is really not easy. ，

Especially as a guest (chess piece), it is not easy, and when the twenty-year service period expires, he will never join any sect again. ，

……

Two hours later.

The monks who were slightly injured recovered to a certain extent.

As for those who are seriously injured, they cannot recover well in a moment and a half, at least they have to be measured in time units on a monthly and annual basis.

After discussing with Ji Yan, Chen Ping decided to return.

The inheritance of the demon cultivation on the Qingyun Sect, everyone is not in the mood to stay and clean it up. However, the Lingxiao Sect monk promised that all the belongings of the remnants of the Qingyun Sect's demon cultivators this time would be sorted out one by one and sent to Cloud City.

This is what Cloudsdale deserves.

Traded for his life.

"Chen Daoyou, Ji Daoyou, this battle of demon punishment is unexpectedly dangerous. Although I waited for the early stage to do as much as I could, but

There are still some discrepancies with reality. Don't hide it from fellow Daoists, the Demon Cave Battle Lingxiao Sect also suffered heavy losses. After I go back, I hope that the two Daoists and Yun Daoyou will explain more. Of course, the Ling Xiao Sect will also visit Yun Daoyou afterwards to clarify the specific situation." A ninth-level foundation cultivator of the Lingxiao Sect stepped forward.

Chen Ping said indifferently:

"I will tell Yun Daoyou truthfully. I still need to bother my fellow Daoists to help me return to the city."

There are also escaped demon cultivators on the outskirts of the forest, and they may encounter some danger if they return on their own risk.

At least you need to press the formation in the later stage of foundation building.

It just so happened that some monks from the Lingxiao Sect were in a hurry to return, so they drove a flying boat to pull the two flying boats in Cloud Medium City to return.

Ten flying boats came and two returned.

On the flying boat, the atmosphere was heavy.

One by one, their heads drooped.

At one end of the seat, Jing Hongping's Taoist Lu Xiuping was silent, looking at the scenery outside the flying boat in a daze, and the corner of the robe had been unconsciously torn by her hand, and she didn't know it.

Chen Ping sighed lightly, sat down beside Yun Lingshan, looked at her arm that was still scarred, and said:

"Stretch out your arm and treat you, the treatment will feel a little strange, you bear with it."

"Thank you, Senior Chen." Yun Lingshan's eyes were red and swollen.

"Don't be too sad, our monks are like this in their lives, it is never predictable, life and death often happen, and we can only look forward." Chen Ping comforted.

"Hmm."

「……」

(End of chapter)