Become stronger by accepting disciples: all disciples are rebellious against their master

The cries for help and shouts of killing came from the fog.

This was the human cultivators hunting the demons.

Seeing this, Su Mu and his son also fell into extreme panic.

Su Chen tightly grasped Su Mu's arm and said in a trembling voice:

"Father, are we going to die here?"

Su Mu tried to calm himself down and said:

"Chen'er, there's no point in panicking. We have to find a way to break through."

At this time, outside the fog, Leng Wuchen looked at this scene with disdain.

This Qin Kong only knows how to play these childish games.

But he never thought that Su Mu and his son would be such a waste.

They fell into trouble in such a short time.

But he still decided to save them, after all, he wanted to establish his own foundation in the demon clan.

He clenched his fists tightly, secretly thinking about how to save them.

Leng Wuchen knew that the fog array set up by Qin Kong must be extremely powerful, and a frontal attack would definitely not work.

He began to search the memory of the Bloodthirsty Ancestor in his mind, trying to find a way to break the formation.

Suddenly, he searched for the memory of the "Breaking the Forbidden Spirit Bead", which can interfere with various spiritual power restrictions.

Leng Wuchen quickly took out the bead emitting a strange light from the storage ring, chanted something, and activated its spiritual power.

The bead floated in front of him, emitting strange waves, penetrating into the mist formation.

In the mist formation, Su Mu and his son and the demon soldiers were still struggling.

With his keen perception, Su Mu noticed the strange fluctuations coming from the outside world. He was moved and shouted loudly:

"Chen'er, it seems that someone is trying to break the formation. Let's find the flaws of the formation and respond to the inside and outside!"

Su Chen nodded, forced himself to be alert, and began to carefully perceive the changes in the surrounding spiritual power with Su Mu.

They found that in a certain direction of the mist, the spiritual power fluctuations seemed to be slightly stronger than other places.

Su Mu guessed that it might be the weak point of the formation.

So, Su Mu led the demon soldiers to launch a fierce attack in that direction, trying to open a breakthrough while Leng Wuchen cracked the formation.

Outside the fog, the confrontation between Leng Wuchen's spiritual power fluctuations and the formation entered a white-hot stage.

His forehead was covered with sweat and his face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and persisted, constantly increasing the output of spiritual power.

Finally, with Leng Wuchen's continuous efforts, the fog formation showed a little looseness.

Su Mu and others seized this opportunity and hit with all their strength, successfully tearing a hole in the formation.

"Get out!"

Su Mu shouted, and rushed desperately towards the outside of the formation with the remaining demon soldiers.

Leng Wuchen saw this and immediately went up to cover their evacuation.

The human cultivator wanted to continue chasing and killing, but heard Qin Kong's voice.

"Don't chase the desperate enemy, retreat!"

The cultivators heard this and dared not disobey the order, and retreated reluctantly.

Qin Kong knew that the war with the demons could not be decided by one or two wins and losses.

This war must be a tug-of-war, and the final battle must be a competition of top combat power.

There is no need to push too hard.

Moreover, he saw that Leng Wuchen was hiding his weakness, and his cultivation was not the middle stage of fusion that he showed now.

Leng Wuchen saw that Qin Kong did not choose to pursue the victory, and he could not help but feel an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.

Originally, he expected to use this counterattack to more or less save some of his lost face.

However, the opposite happened. He showed some flaws when he retreated, and Qin Kong did not chase him, which made his plan fall through.

Leng Wuchen, unwilling to give up, stood outside the Black Mountain Fortress, exerted his inner strength, and shouted loudly:

"Qin Kong! I know you are in the Black Mountain Fortress!

If you have the guts, show up and have a fair one-on-one duel with me!

If you can defeat me, I will lead everyone to retreat without saying a word, and never try to attack the Black Mountain Fortress again.

On the contrary, if I win by chance, then please lead everyone to evacuate this place as agreed, and hand over the Black Mountain Fortress to me!

In this way, neither of us will have to let our men die in vain!"

At this time, Qin Kong, who was on the watchtower, just raised his mouth slightly and chuckled after hearing this shout.

This Leng Wuchen has now learned to play tricks.

Obviously, the reason why Leng Wuchen dared to challenge a duel.

It was nothing more than seeing that if Qin Kong accepted the fight, with his Mahayana cultivation, he would be able to kill Qin Kong on the spot easily, thus saving the trouble of breaking the formation.

But what if Qin Kong refused to fight?

That would undoubtedly make the cultivators under Qin Kong dissatisfied, thinking that Qin Kong didn't care about their life and death at all, and then lose the support of the people.

However, for LengQin Kong didn't take Wuchen's provocation and calculation seriously at all.

At this moment, what really worried him was not Leng Wuchen in front of him.

But the several powerful and strange mysterious consciousnesses that he had just inadvertently detected.

Qin Kong looked at Lin Baiyi on the side.

"Miss Lin, inform the monks who just participated in the battle that I will treat them to hot pot."

Lin Baiyi was slightly stunned and asked in confusion:

"Leng Wuchen outside, don't care about him?"

At this moment, Leng Wuchen's voice came again.

"Qin Kong, I look down on you, you are a coward."

Qin Kong smiled lightly and said indifferently:

"Let him make trouble if he wants to. The Black Mountain Fortress has been too deserted during this period."

Since the last time the demons attacked and were completely annihilated, the demons have not made any movement.

"But..."

Lin Baiyi wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qin Kong:

"A few words of scolding won't cost you a piece of meat. You can come with me later, I'll treat you to hot pot."

Lin Baiyi was helpless and turned to inform the monks who participated in the battle.

Just as Qin Kong expected, at this time, in the void of Black Mountain Fortress, four Mahayana monks were staring at Qin Kong.

There was Ye Bufan from Zixiao Palace.

Long Aotian, the left protector of Zhongzhou Dark Hall.

Wang Fuhai, the deputy leader of Zhongzhou Immortal Alliance.

And Elder Wu of the Demon-Slaying Alliance.

Qin Kong returned to Yunlou and called the four disciples.

"There are many powerful cultivators around us. Don't go out of the range of the formation of the Cloud Tower."

Nangong Shiyu asked doubtfully:

"Master, has it really come to this?"

Chu Ziyao glanced at them with her beautiful eyes and said seriously:

"Maybe, it's more serious than Master guessed. We must be extra careful."

Su Xiaoxiao and the others looked unhappy when they heard this.

Qin Kong comforted them:

"Don't worry, with Master here, no one can hurt you."

The four of them nodded slightly when they heard this.

At this point, they knew that Qin Kong had never boasted, he had always done this.

"Okay, Ling'er, come. Today, Master will teach you how to make spiritual medicine hot pot."

Yao Ling'er's eyes lit up when she heard this. Master was going to teach her a special skill.