Grass Jelly Supplier

"You want to stop me at the early stage of Jindan? Ridiculous." The old man in green robe sneered and took out a green round bead the size of a longan.

He shook his wrist, and the green round bead flew out and headed straight for Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu was busy dealing with hundreds of green short rulers and had no time to take care of other things. The green round bead flew in front of him.

A dazzling green light lit up, a huge thunder sounded, and a large piece of green lightning flooded Li Feiyu's body.

A scream came from the green lightning.

Taking this opportunity, the old man in green robe pinched his fingers with one hand, and a large piece of green flames appeared around his body, quickly turning into a green fire python several feet long, shaking his head and tail and rushing towards the opposite side.

"Break it for me." Li Feiyu shouted loudly in the green lightning.

With a loud "boom", the green lightning shattered, revealing Li Feiyu's figure.

Li Feiyu's clothes were torn and his muscles were bulging. If you look closely, you can find that there are several long bloodstains on his body. His breath is a little weak, and it is obvious that he has been seriously injured.

Although he is a physical cultivator, he still can't resist the thunder spell.

At this time, the green fire python also came in front of him.

"Turning the sky and the sea upside down!" Li Feiyu shouted, and the red long stick in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and he swung it forward fiercely.

Layers of stick shadows swept out, like countless mountains, smashing towards the green fire python.

A deafening explosion sound came!

Layers of stick shadows hit the green fire python like waves, and the body of the green fire python suddenly exploded, turning into a large piece of green flames.

At this moment, a green round bead flew over.

A dazzling green light lit up, turning into a large piece of green lightning, which once again submerged Li Feiyu's figure.

"Hmph, take my two Qingyang Secret Thunders, and I'll see how you can stop me." The green-robed old man said coldly.

Qingyang Secret Thunder is made of several third-grade materials plus multiple second-grade materials. It can be said to be a semi-magic weapon, with greater power than the best spiritual weapon, but less than the real magic weapon.

"Ahem, if you want to disturb Brother Zhou's infant formation, you have to step over my body." Li Feiyu's voice came from the green lightning.

"Boom!"

The green lightning dissipated again and disappeared. Li Feiyu's body was charred, his breath was very weak, and his body was covered with blood.

The green-robed old man's eyes flashed with some surprise. He didn't expect that Li Feiyu actually took two Qingyang Secret Thunders and didn't die. It seems that Li Feiyu's body is quite powerful.

He was surprised that Li Feiyu was seriously injured and wanted to stop him. Li Feiyu did this. Wasn't he worried that he would die? The relationship between fellow disciples is so deep? Even his own life is ignored?

When he thought of this, he looked behind him with a surprised look in his eyes.

Whether in terms of numbers or cultivation, the disciples of Taixu Sect were no match for the disciples of Poison Dragon Sect. Even so, the disciples of Taixu Sect had no intention of surrendering. A disciple of Poison Dragon Sect killed another disciple of Taixu Sect. Before dying, the disciple of Taixu Sect cut off one of the arms of the disciple of Poison Dragon Sect. A disciple of Taixu Sect drove a flying spiritual weapon into the crowd, detonated several self-destructive spiritual weapons, and died together with several disciples of Poison Dragon Sect.

"Are all the disciples of Taixu Sect crazy? Why are they fighting so hard!" The old man in green robe frowned, and a bad idea arose in his mind. He always felt that this invasion of Taixu Sect would go wrong.

He glanced at the dark cloud that was shrinking in size, his eyes turned cold, he opened his mouth, and a green light flew out of it. After a blur, it turned into a palm-sized green seal, which swelled in the wind and grew to the size of a small mountain.

"Go."

Accompanied by the voice of the old man in green robe, the giant seal spun and flew towards Li Feiyu.

Seeing a giant seal as big as a small mountain coming, Li Feiyu's face changed drastically. He looked at Xing Feng behind him, and a resolute expression appeared on his face. After shouting loudly, the red long stick in his hand shook wildly, and transformed into layers of stick shadows, and went up to meet it.

There was a deafening "boom", and the heavy stick shadows broke apart, and the giant seal hit Li Feiyu's body.

Li Feiyu only felt an irresistible force coming, the blood in his body rolled, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. His face quickly turned pale, and his body flew backwards involuntarily and hit the ground.

The giant seal flew towards Xing Feng, and at this moment, a green glow flew out from the ground and quickly covered the giant seal.

The giant seal suddenly stagnated, suspended in the air motionless, as if it was fixed.

A green light flew out from the ground and landed opposite the old man in green robe.

The green light was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a fair face, holding a simple green mirror in his hand.

Judging from the strong spiritual pressure emanating from the middle-aged Taoist priest, he was obviously a cultivator in the late Jindan stage.

"The younger one was beaten, and the older one came running. This is good. If you don't control the formation, Uncle Li should be able to break out of the formation soon." The old man in green robe sneered.

"Hmph, the Six Absolutes Soul Trapping Array was set up by Uncle Murong himself. It should be no problem to trap a Nascent Soul cultivator for half an hour." The middle-aged Taoist said calmly, revealing a hint of confidence.

"I want to see how long you can stop me!"

The green-robed old man made a hand gesture, and hundreds of green short rulers attacked from all directions and shot towards the middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist did not change his expression. He flipped his palm and a palm-sized green small shield appeared in his hand. After shaking his wrist, the green small shield flew out and circled around him in the wind.

He did not want to fight, and planned to use magic weapons to delay the opponent.

On the other side, Shi Yue, Murong Xiaoxiao and other Taixu Sect disciples were fighting with the Poison Dragon Sect disciples. There were constant explosions and various magic lights flashing.

The Taixu Sect disciples were at a disadvantage as a whole. Although Shi Yue's personal strength was very strong, he was targeted by many disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect and could not spare any effort to help.

Seven Poison Dragon Sect disciples in the late stage of foundation building drove more than 20 spiritual weapons to besiege Shi Yue. Shi Yue barely resisted with the Qingluan Sword. If he did not want to expose Li Mubai's identity, he really wanted to release the red deer beast to kill all around and kill these Poison Dragon Sect disciples who besieged him.

One by one, the Taixu Sect disciples fell down. Even so, under the leadership of Murong Xiaoxiao, they did not surrender. What a joke, those who surrendered were killed immediately, how dare they surrender.

The disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect were not easy either. The poisonous insects they released died one after another. If they rushed too far forward, they would be concentrated by the disciples of the Taixu Sect. If they gathered together, they were worried that the Taixu Sect disciples would rush over and detonate their own spiritual weapons and perish together.

Fortunately, there were not many foundation building cultivators in the Taixu Sect. Relying on the advantage of numbers, the Poison Dragon Sect firmly occupied the upper hand.