The main peak of the Qingshi Sect, many Jindan monks were dressed in white, and a small golden sword was embroidered on the corner of their clothes, and when they heard Feng Li's order from the sky, they all said yes and began to attack Xuanri Peak.

Xuanri Peak Yulin Zhenren and Qin Fairy called on the Jindan monks of Qingshimen to resist, and for a time the magic weapon was vertical and horizontal, mixed with some spiritual weapons, and the sky was dark.

The Jinjian Sect had already prepared, there were many Jindan monks, and most of the Jindan Zhenren of the Qingshi Gate were distributed all over the Qingshi Gate, and Yulin Zhenren and others were not supported, and they retreated to the outside of the cave mansion and used the formation to confront it.

In the end, the sect master peak is the old cave of the Qingshi Gate, Yulin Zhenren and Qin Fairy deliberately pretended to show weakness, and led seven or eight Jindan monks into a formation, and the big array was activated, just like a refining weapon array, directly killing all these seven or eight people, instantly shocking the three factions of the Golden Sword Sect.

Because of this, the rampant strength of the three factions of the Golden Sword Sect was much smaller in an instant, and the attack was also steady and steady, and it was difficult to see an overwhelming momentum.

Feng Li Dao and Meng Bai Dao people stood in the sky above the bluestone gate, and their faces were a little dignified.

Feng Li Daoist suddenly smiled, "Meng Bai, if the monk who crossed the infant tribulation fails, she can participate in the war, once she breaks through to the Yuan Infant, you should know what to do." ”

Meng Bai Daoren snorted coldly, "You don't have to worry about this matter, I will advise." I'm very curious, why are you so sure, now the strength of your three factions is much stronger than the Qingshi Gate, but this is my Qingshi Gate's territory, not to mention the Zishi Gate and the Huangshi Gate rushed to reinforce it, what are your chances of winning?"

Feng Li Dao people looked up and laughed, but did not explain.

The two of them are like playing chess, directing the fight on the ground.

Seeing that the Fengli Dao people were proud, the angry Meng Bai Dao people itched their teeth, and directly swept out the divine sense, covering most of the territory of the entire Qingshi Gate.

However, I saw that in the Qingshi Gate, there were nearly 100 battles carried out in large and small places, and there were dead and wounded no matter whether it was the Qingshi Gate or the three factions of the Golden Sword Sect.

But there are only two places where no one is fighting, one is the ring gate, and the other is the place where the red, orange, green, and blue gates are located.

At this time, these four disciples gathered together, propped up the formation, and watched the killing outside vigilantly, but they refused to come forward to help, Meng Baidao's lips twitched, but he didn't say anything.

Feng Li noticed the face of the Meng Bai Dao people, and smiled, "It was your Qingshi Sect who expelled them, and they didn't even give them the Divine Refining Path to use, they still hate you in their hearts, how can they help you, it's not bad if you don't destroy it." In the final analysis, monks are also human beings, and if they are human beings, they will have resentment in their hearts, and there are few people who repay virtue with resentment. ”

Meng Bai Daoren said coldly: "I made this decision, can't you still see why? Do you really think that such treasures as refining the Divine Path are eternal?"

"It's too late to say it's now. Feng Li's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

......

Jiang Ping galloped all the way, and many monks on the ground had been killed, like the previous Yin Valley, there were no monks at this time, I don't know if they had moved to other places, or they had been killed.

Jiang Ping's divine sense swept out and found that in the sky above Qingle Palace, there was a Jindan monk fighting with Jing Chuyan, and Jing Chuyan controlled a small hosta to fight with the Jindan monk.

"This golden hairpin ......" Jiang Ping was stunned for a moment, this is obviously the hair ornament she wears on her head, how did it become a treasure to kill the enemy at this time, looking at the power it emits, it is obviously a high-level magic weapon with great power, is this the treasure that the ancestor refined for Uncle Jing?

Jiang Ping saw that Jing Chuyan was not left behind, but he was not in a hurry to rush over, there was still some distance from Qingle Palace, Jiang Ping took the opportunity to hide his figure with his divine sense, and flew over from the ground at close range.

No matter how cautious the Jindan monk in the sky is, he will not care about a foundation-building monk on the ground.

"If he can sneak attack and be seriously injured, maybe he can be killed directly!" Jiang Ping thought secretly.

On the ground, a huge light shield was propped up, covering Qingle Palace and Cheng'an Immortal Mansion, isolating the white-clothed Golden Sword Sect monks, not only that, but also monks wearing colorful xia clothes, besieging the light mask together.

The monk inside the mask is desperately trying to input his mana into the mask to keep the mask running.

In fact, this large array is a high-level treasure bought by Jiang Ping, which can not only be replenished with spirit stones, but also with mana, but Jiang Ping forgot to replenish spirit stones when he left, resulting in it almost being broken by the monks of the Golden Sword Sect and the Five Banners Sect.

"Senior Brother Jiang, do you have a mid-level spirit stone there? The large array consumes the spiritual energy too quickly, the existing mid-level spiritual energy is seriously insufficient, and our mana is simply not enough to make ends meet, in another half an hour, the large array will not be able to withstand the opponent's attack, once the formation is broken, it will be difficult for us to survive!" Liu Jin asked loudly.

These monks in Qingle Palace, there are less than ten foundations, and most of them are still unfavored disciples, where are there middle-level spirit stones, and low-level spirit stones are not used.

Jiang Tong said angrily: "I went to the Treasure Hall, bought a magic weapon, and spent the spirit stone clean, there are no middle-grade spirit stones!"

"I had no choice but to ask Uncle Jing to borrow it. Qiu Di sat upright on the ground, and the mana in his hand was endlessly fed into the formation.

Jiang Tong shouted: "Don't, can't you see? Uncle Jing is just worried that the Jindan monk will fly down and break the formation, so he will drag it in the sky, once Uncle Jing comes down, the Jindan monk will follow, and our magic circle will not be able to stop the attack of the Jindan monk." ”

"There are more than 20 foundation building monks outside, and they have not broken the formation by attacking all of them together, and it is impossible for Jindan monks' random attacks to break through the formation, I think this method is feasible, what do you think?"

Liu Jin said, he withdrew his hand, and hurriedly took out a low-level spirit stone to restore mana.

He is highly talented, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy is also fast, but it is also the first time for him to output mana so quickly, and the mana stored in his physical strength is really a little unbearable.

"Which of you still has a mid-level spirit stone in his storage bag? Take it out quickly, otherwise, once the formation is broken and you die directly, even if you have a mid-level spirit stone, it is not your own!" Qiu Di shouted, he has been managing Qingle Palace for a long time, and he still has majesty.

In a few moments, a monk in the early stage of foundation building took out five mid-level spirit stones from his storage bag......

"You have it, why don't you take it out earlier! Who has it, if you don't take it out, you can only leave it for the enemy as trophies!" Jiang Tong shouted angrily, proposing to take out the middle-grade spirit stone for at least two incense sticks, and at this time, there were still people hiding the middle-grade spirit stone.

Qiu Di snatched five mid-level spirit stones and embedded them in the formation eye, and suddenly, Bo Bo spiritual energy emanated from the formation eye, causing the entire formation to resume its previous color circulation, easily blocking the monks outside.

"Senior brother, they won't attack from the ground, will they?" asked Qiu Di to Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong frowned and took a sip of the spiritual liquid.

"No, senior brother said, this formation is also underground, it is very tight, and it is impossible to enter underground. ”

Qiu Di's heart immediately calmed down. There is only one senior brother in Jiang Tong's mouth, and that is Jiang Ping, Qiu Di has unconditional trust in Jiang Ping, and he doesn't think anything else at all.

"Will Senior Brother Jiang Ping come back?" asked the monk who had taken out the mid-rank spirit stone just now, not having the majesty of a foundation building monk at all.

He didn't feel good in his heart, and the spirit stone he had worked so hard to save was taken out, and it hurt to exchange it for anyone.

His master is the third disciple of Qingle Zhenren, he died early, he relied on his own ability, listened to the preaching of real people again and again, and only then did he have today's cultivation, usually relying on the aura and vitality of heaven and earth to improve his cultivation, how could he have used something worth five hundred spirit stones!

Jiang Tong was smart, how could he not see through what this person was thinking, he snorted coldly, "Senior Brother Qian, please rest assured, when Senior Brother comes back, your spirit stones will be returned to you a lot, and at the same time, I will give you two more mid-grade spirit stones." ”

"Hmph, now that the second defensive formation of the Qingshi Gate is broken, so many disciples of the Five Banners of the Golden Sword Sect have attacked here, it is obvious that the Qingshi Gate has been completely lost, although Senior Brother Jiang Ping's cultivation is high, but it is also the late stage of foundation building, how to resist the Jindan monk, since the defensive array has disappeared, it is understandable that he escaped directly from the Qingshi Gate. Liu Jin said quietly.

Jiang Tong immediately glared at him, his expression was quite unkind.

The other foundation-building monks have no status, and now the disciples of the ancestor are competing with Jiang Ping and Jiang Tong's senior brothers, and they really can't talk about these ordinary foundation-building monks.

"I ...... There are also one or two mid-rank spirit stones here......" Another white-haired old man took out two mid-rank spirit stones from the storage bag, Jiang Tong took them over, and asked: "Who still has a mid-level spirit stone, if you don't hand it over at this time, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Jiang Tong asked, and two more monks each took out two pieces, for a total of six.