Chapter 60 Shocking Change
Chapter 60 Shocking Change
If these six people were to split up to deal with the cultivators from the Kingdom of Yue, Xiao Wuji might really be held back. After all, he didn't want the Kingdom of Yue to lose its ability to fight back.
But these six people wanted to attack Xiao Wuji, which directly led to the death of three of them. No, it could be six people! The heads were delivered, and Xiao Wuji had no reason to let them go.
With a thought, the sword ball turned into a large green net, knocking the giant turtle to the ground. The sword ball refined with a large amount of five elements of energy was able to change into a thousand different forms, because its essence was energy, not a certain type of metal.
The old man from the Yuling Sect reacted in time and jumped out of the range of the giant net, but the giant turtle was not so capable! Its huge size severely limited its speed.
Then Xiao Wuji opened his mouth and spurted out a ball of gray-white flame, which turned into a fire phoenix and flew straight towards the Ghost Spirit Sect monk. This fire was extremely strong and yang, and it was the nemesis of evil spirits. It was perfect to use it to deal with the Ghost Spirit Sect monk!
Finally, Xiao Wuji threw out another paper man incarnation, and together with himself, he killed the remaining two monks.
The paper man transformed into a flying man, driving two swords towards the old man of Yuling Sect. The paper man was just a layer of skin, and the second soul hidden under that layer of paper skin was the one that could really exert the strength of the Jindan.
The second soul is in tune with his own thoughts. The great principles that he can master, the second soul can also master. Killing a cultivator in the late Jindan stage is naturally a piece of cake.
Although the pocket of the Tiansha Sect monk was a bit troublesome, it was not that troublesome for Xiao Wuji. His health bar was very thick. Even if he was injured, it was nothing. At most, he would cut off a few pieces of his flesh and blood, and then grow them again.
But in the end, Xiao Wuji still failed to kill all of them, because he overlooked a problem, that is, these people were too close to the demon camp! So close that they could almost turn around and return to the formation.
So, the three of them turned around and fled into the formation in a magnificent manner, forcing Xiao Wuji to vent his dissatisfaction on other magic sect Jindan cultivators. Finally, he cut off the giant turtle's head with a sword before he was willing to give up.
After doing these things, Xiao Wuji ran directly to the Yellow Maple Valley and hid there. He didn't want to count on the Demonic Dao Yuanying to really keep his promise. In comparison, the Yellow Maple Valley with the teleportation array made him feel more at ease.
However, what happened next made him feel completely disappointed.
On this day, the Jinglong Bell rang eighty-one times in succession, foreshadowing the coming disaster of family extermination.
Listening to the bell, Xiao Wuji was a little bit unbelievable. How long had he been back from the front line? In less than a month, the Kingdom of Yue was defeated.
He made so many efforts to keep the Kingdom of Yue alive, but now all of them have been wasted?
Moreover, he had repeatedly reminded the people of Huangfeng Valley to be wary of Lingshou Mountain, so even if they were defeated, they should not have been defeated so quickly.
With all kinds of questions in mind, Xiao Wuji went straight to the sect's meeting hall.
Along the way, Xiao Wuji saw many cultivators flying in the same direction. At this moment, there was not a single one of those foundation-building practitioners who were active on the battlefield in the past.
Xiao Wuji, with a gloomy face, soon arrived in front of the huge stone palace.
At this time, thousands of cultivators gathered in front of the hall gate, but they were all stopped by the guards at the door. Only cultivators above the Foundation Establishment Stage were allowed to enter to discuss matters.
Naturally, the guards did not dare to stop Xiao Wuji.
As soon as he entered the meeting hall, Xiao Wuji was stunned!
Because there was no chaotic scene like ants on a hot pot as imagined, the nearly one hundred monks present were silent, and the moment Xiao Wuji stepped into the hall, all their eyes fell on him, including the person sitting in the main seat.
Sitting in the main seat was an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in brocade. His face was scorched, his eyes were dull and lifeless, and he looked a little drowsy.
As soon as he saw this person, Xiao Wuji immediately asked:
"Brother Linghu? What on earth is going on? I was fine when I left the front line. Could it be that some shameless Nascent Soul cultivator took action?"
There were dozens of Jindan cultivators on the front line, and hundreds of sets of Daoist armor, which meant that there were more than a hundred Jindan cultivators alone, and Xiao Wuji specially built a triple formation for the camp where Huang Fenggu was located. Under such circumstances, it was almost impossible to have a large-scale rout. Xiao Wuji couldn't think of any other possibility except for the Yuanying cultivators to take action!
Unexpectedly, Elder Linghu shook his head, denying this answer, and then slowly said: "It's poison!"
"poison?"
Xiao Wuji actually doubted his ears for a moment. It was difficult for poison to have any effect in an open environment like on the battlefield.
"Yes, it is poison, and it is an extremely rare psychedelic toxin."
"The poison was placed inside the formation by the cultivators from Spirit Beast Mountain. It moved with the wind, and problems arose during the battle. Almost all the foundation-building cultivators were killed, and Junior Brother Huang was on patrol!"
"poison!"
Xiao Wuji felt heavy in his heart, and he tried every possible way to equalize the advantages of both sides. But he forgot that the magic sects were all passed down for thousands of years, and how many trump cards could they have accumulated over the years?
Looking at Xiao Wuji who was stunned by this matter, Elder Linghu suddenly said: "Junior Brother Xiao!"
"Senior Brother Linghu?"
Elder Linghu looked at Xiao Wuji with a complicated expression and said, "The six sects of the Demonic Path have specifically asked for your head. I can't protect you! You, run away alone!"
Xiao Wuji raised his head and glanced at Patriarch Linghu who was sitting on the main seat, as if he wanted to confirm the truth of this matter.
Ancestor Linghu lowered his brows, not daring to look Xiao Wuji in the eye. Seeing this scene, Xiao Wuji knew that he had been abandoned!
Patriarch Linghu never wanted to make Huangfeng Valley bigger and stronger, he just wanted Huangfeng Valley to continue to be passed down.
Under normal circumstances, Patriarch Linghu would definitely not do such an idiotic act. But now that Xiao Wuji has become a thorn in the eyes of the six evil sects, taking him with him to escape would be a truly idiotic act.
Moreover, what others did not know was that at this moment, there were already no less than three Nascent Soul cultivators surrounding the Yellow Maple Valley, in order to force Elder Linghu to hand over Xiao Wuji. If he did not agree, I am afraid that there would be very few people who could escape from the Yellow Maple Valley today.
Looking at the reaction of Ancestor Linghu, Xiao Wuji also understood his thoughts. He said in a deep voice, "I understand!" and turned around and walked out of the hall.
After leaving the hall, Xiao Wuji flew straight towards his own cave. He also knew the helplessness of Ancestor Linghu, so he did not resent his choice.
He called Wu Feng, who was taking care of the medicine field, removed several major formations in the cave, and then took Wu Feng to the teleportation formation in the deepest part of the cave.
"Let's go, we will be back soon!"
After that, Xiao Wuji took Wu Feng onto the teleportation array.
Without the cover of the formation, the spiritual energy fluctuations of the teleportation formation soared into the sky and could be seen clearly from more than ten miles away.
Six streams of light suddenly rose from the horizon and flew towards the direction where the spiritual energy fluctuations came from.
Patriarch Linghu looked at these streaks of light and took this opportunity to escape with his disciples!
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(End of this chapter)