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"I believe that every Buddhist practitioner is the best in their hearts, and they leave everything to enter the Buddha Gate in order to become enlightened and liberated. However, the situation in the spiritual world is too chaotic, there are crises everywhere, and there is the malicious instigation of other sects, you will inevitably go with the flow. Take it, but not everyone has the opportunity to follow the Golden Top, so they can do it themselves. Wang Baoyu said.

Lichen cried again, took the relics beads, withdrew them in his body, and then together with Lou Zibo, he reluctantly watched the Five Spirit Kings go away.

A Heart Sutra opened the heart that had been closed for a long time, and since then, he has not left the golden head of the head of the Buddha half a step, pure heart and few desires, and the improvement of cultivation is impressive.

In the past, the master of a sect turned his hands into clouds and rain, and his heart was impetuous and lonely, but now he serves cautiously and cleans the cave, but he is full of joy, leisurely, and knows his own warmth and coldness.

Returning to the southern ranks, Wang Baoyu gathered everyone to discuss how to attack Chongyang Sect.

Hui Zhen, the former sect leader of the Zen Wu Sect, knows the Chongyang Sect very well and provides a lot of useful information.

Chongyang Sect worships the sacred bird three-legged black, worships the sun, is good at absorbing the energy of the sun, and the original sunlight array created by the sect is quite famous in the spiritual world.

The previous Sanyuan Sect was named for being good at absorbing the energy of the Three Treasures of the Sun, Moon, and Star, while the Chongyang Sect was not so complicated, only absorbing one type of energy from the sun, but the focusers were often stronger.

The flash of sunlight will make people see clearly, and they can have an advantage when fighting, and the Lingbao Folding Sun Mirror in the hands of Sect Master Yuwen Zeng was also purchased from the Hidden Tantric Sect back then, and its power should not be underestimated.

Of course, it is also very easy for Wang Baoyu to level the Chongyang Sect with an absolute superiority of troops, but there are two points that must be considered, one is not to cause casualties here, and the other is not to cause casualties to the Chongyang Sect as much as possible.

Yuwen had not come to surrender, which made Wang Baoyu a little unhappy, although it is understandable that no one wants to be subservient, but the war brought about by this is inevitable.

Gathering all kinds of information, Guan Wei could conclude that the Wanshui Sect, which practiced the water system exercises, would not easily leave the land with abundant water energy to come to the rescue, and it was the right time to attack the Chongyang Sect.

Since the Chongyang Sect was accustomed to using the power of sunlight, combined with the previous experience of attacking the Sanyuan Sect, Wang Baoyu decided to use the Ten Thousand Miles Mist Technique again.

Two days later, Yuwen Zeng suddenly found that a lingering fog inexplicably appeared in the sky above the sect, the sunlight became hazy, and the heaven and earth became dim.

The wind can't blow away the fog, but the magic weapon of divine consciousness can pass through, and the sense of foreboding permeates the entire sect. Yuwen Zeng was in a hurry, and personally piloted the flying magic weapon and rushed into the fog, and as soon as he showed his head, he was so frightened that he immediately shrank back.

An upside-down mountain was just above the mist, and the coercion from it made a great cultivator like him feel tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, which was difficult to control.

This coercion did not come from the mountain, but from the city hidden in the clouds above the mountain, and it was a majestic force generated by the joint efforts of several great monks.

What to do?

Back in the sect, Yuwen was restless, his heart was numb, and he couldn't do anything for a while.

The Great Elder came and reported a serious situation, without the sun, the sect cultivators could not practice, and the power of the magic weapon could not be replenished in time.

"Is there a situation over there in the Wanshui Sect?" Yuwen asked.

"Gao Xia found that the Northern Alliance of the Five Spirit Kings, the Seven Great Sects, had advanced to the desert area, and he expressed his powerlessness for the danger of our sect. The Great Elder said, paused and said, "Gao Xia also said, let's give up the territory and go to his side." ”

"If you lose your territory, I'm afraid you won't be able to get it back, don't go!" Yuwen Zeng said categorically.

"Sect Master, with all due respect, we can't stand alone, and we can't beat the Five Spirit Kings. The Great Elder said euphemistically.

"Alas, let's wait and see first!" Yuwen Zeng sighed, knowing that with the strength of the Chongyang Sect, he might not be able to win against a certain sect in the spirit world alone, let alone face so many powerful sects.

Wang Baoyu didn't want to give him too much time to think, the army quickly flew down from the city, and through the unwielding mist, with the help of Wukong Tianyan, quickly launched an attack on Chongyang Sect.

Not long after the Great Elder left, Yuwen Zeng felt the ground tremble under his feet, and there was a roar that shook the sky above his head.

Sweeping out of the small building, the scene in the sky is terrifying.

Fireballs, thunderbolts, rolling stones, wind blades, all kinds of beams, all kinds of air currents, densely indistinguishable from each other, and at the same time impacted on the sect's defensive array, this large array condensed with daylight, constantly emitted an unbearable hum.

The monks of the Chongyang Sect rushed out of the house in a panic, took out the magic weapon in their hands, shot out rays of sunlight, and blindly returned fire into the air, the attacks were so dense that they couldn't see where the enemy was.

Bang!

A fireball broke through the defensive light shield, and the three-legged black statue set up high in the Zhengzhong Sect was shattered and turned into powder in an instant.

It was Kodan who shot and shot the statue with a cannonball, which also crushed the faith of the Chongyang Sect.

Then, another shell fell, almost hitting the small building where Zhong Yuwen once lived, and blasting a large crater ten meters deep in the ground.

The power was not great, but the blow to the faith of the monks was real, and they could not concentrate on resisting.

Wang Baoyu stood on the flying boat with his back hand, looking at the beams of sunlight rushing out below, and his heart was not calm.

He has been cultivating the Sun Chasing Gong for countless years, and he also has a lot of experience in mastering the energy of the daylight, and the Chongyang Sect is obviously better at this.

There is still a difference, the sunlight shot out by the monks of the Chongyang Sect is in the form of a launch, and the attack power is not strong, while the sunlight shot by Wang Baoyu with the sun spar is the same thickness from the end to the end, condensing a purer daylight energy.

The attacks continued, and it didn't take half a day to break the defensive array of the Chongyang Sect, and then it would be dark night, and the Chongyang Sect would become weaker.

Yu Wenzeng in the sect is also aware of the current situation, the defensive array will be broken sooner or later, it is conceivable that if so many attacks fall within the sect, I am afraid that there will be no inch left and become a scorched earth.

Gritting his teeth, Yuwen Zeng finally swept out of the defensive phalanx, relying on expensive magic clothes, rushed away from the fierce attack, and appeared in front of the two armies.

The Five Spirit King, who was standing proudly on the Flying Boat, suddenly waved his hand, and the attack suddenly stopped, and everyone flew behind the Five Spirit King.

In the mist, the figures are longing, innumerable, and the looming Five Spirit Kings are like gods descending from the earth, making people want to bow and worship.

"King of the Five Spirits, what kind of ability is it to bully the little with more. Yuwen Zeng really didn't know what to say, and even he felt pale and powerless when he said it.