Grassroots Immortality

Soon, three golden needles flew out of the jade box and began to circle around Lin Xian. As soon as Lin Xian's mind moved, the three golden needles turned into three golden lines and shot out in three directions. Then, they made another big turn and returned to Lin Xian's body and circled.

Seeing this scene, the face of the elder guarding the pavilion changed several times. Even if he operated two golden needles, he couldn't do such an operation. But this newly promoted elder Lin could easily control three golden needles. Except for the sect master and the elder, it is estimated that no one else in the sect can do this.

After being shocked, the elder guarding the pavilion also smiled and said, "Elder Lin is worthy of being the sect master's personal disciple. He is extremely talented and far beyond ordinary people! It seems that my Xinluo Sect has really picked up a treasure this time. Maybe..."

The elder guarding the pavilion did not continue to speak. Finally, he told Lin Xian to get familiar with the use of this set of magic tools. Lin Xian's sense of urgency was getting stronger and stronger. He knew that there was not much time left for him and Xinluo Sect. The success or failure of this time was related to the rise and fall of Xinluo Sect, and every Xinluo Sect disciple could not be careless.

Maybe many people would die, but as long as Xinluo Sect survived this crisis, Xinluo Sect would also usher in its most prosperous time. All losses would be compensated. If they could not survive, perhaps there would no longer be a Xinluo Sect on the edge of the Wuwang Sea.

The alliance of the three major forces was faster than expected. Driven by common interests, the three major forces quickly reached an agreement. Half a month later, the troops of the three major forces arrived in Huludao.

Seeing the formation of the monks outside the formation, the disciples of the entire Xinluo Sect were filled with panic, and even those foundation-building monks began to feel nervous.

Nearly a thousand monks gathered outside the Xinluo Sect's protective formation. The three people at the front of the team were all monks in the late foundation-building stage. Behind them were monks in the foundation-building stage. They were also elders from the three major forces, with a total of eighteen people. These people were also the main force of this battle and the key to determining the final outcome of the entire battlefield.

Although they had expected it, when such a lineup really appeared in front of the elders of the Xinluo Sect, their hearts were unprecedentedly heavy.

The teams of the three major forces came in a mighty force. In their hearts, this was a war without any suspense. Whether it was the number of foundation-building monks or the number of disciples, they had an absolute advantage in both aspects.

Seeing the smoke rolling down below, the leader of the Sea Shark Gang looked disdainful and said loudly into the mist: "Fellow Daoist Luo, it's been almost a month. I wonder if you have thought it through, whether to hand over the boy surnamed Lin or continue to be stubborn." After just two breaths, the leader of the Sea Shark Gang said: "It seems that Fellow Daoist Luo is going to continue to be stubborn. Fellow Daoists, we, the foundation-building cultivators, will break the formation first. When the formation is broken, we will kill everyone in the Xinluo Sect. What do you think?"

The leader of the Sea Shark Gang had a ferocious look on his face at this time, as if he had seen the scene of the entire Xinluo Sect flowing into a river of blood. The other two late-stage princes cultivators were the same, as if victory was something that could be easily obtained. The leader of the Demonic Evil Sect shouted: "Foundation-building cultivators, follow the three of us to break the formation first! The rest of the disciples stay where they are."

Twenty-one foundation-building cultivators turned into twenty-one rays of light and rushed into the smoke, wind, cloud and fog formation. All the situations were almost as expected by the elder, and the opportunity for Xinluo Sect had come.

At this time, the elders of Xinluo Sect were both nervous and somewhat excited. This situation was also what the elder expected, and the key to the success or failure of this battle was the counterattack of Xinluo Sect.

According to the prior agreement, Luo Yuxin and the elder also entered the formation at the first time to fight with the two late-stage foundation-building cultivators, not allowing them the opportunity to destroy the smoke, wind, cloud and fog formation. The remaining four middle-stage foundation-building elders used the formation to deal with another late-stage foundation-building cultivator.

Lin Xian became the key figure in this battle. His task was to enter the formation and wait for an opportunity to sneak attack the early and middle-stage foundation-building cultivators inside. As long as he was efficient, the balance of victory in this battle would lean towards their Xinluo Sect.

The smoke, wind, cloud and fog formation is a formation that mainly defends and traps the enemy. It itself has no offensive power. The cultivators who enter the formation will be severely suppressed in terms of both their consciousness and senses, and the visual distance of their eyes is only a few feet.

The defenders were different. They had the advantage of home court. Under the control of the monks who controlled the formation, their consciousness and senses would be affected only slightly. If the difference in strength was not big, of course no one would enter the formation. But this time, the difference in strength between the two sides was huge, so the coalition of the three major forces also planned to break the formation directly.

With the addition of Luo Yuxin and the elder, the leader of the Demonic Evil Sect and the leader of the Sea Shark Gang were pinned down by them. They had to be careful to deal with the attacks of the two, so there was no way to break the formation.

Another leader of the Blood Demon Sect was also constantly harassed by the four mid-stage foundation-building monks of the Xinluo Sect, so he couldn't break the formation with all his heart and soul, so the efficiency of breaking the formation was much lower.

Elder Feng was arranged to control the formation, and the remaining three elders in the early stage of foundation-building were also arranged to enter the formation to kill the enemy, including Chen Lu. It can be said that all the foundation-building monks of the entire Xinluo Sect, except Elder Feng, have been involved in the battle.

Although the coalition of the three major forces is passive in the formation, they are better because of their large numbers. Once they discover the monks of the Xinluo Sect, they will attack in groups. This also makes it difficult for the monks of the Xinluo Sect who want to make a sneak attack. If you are hit by the opponent, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die.

In the previous confrontations, the monks of the Xinluo Sect suffered a lot. With the blessing of the formation, they could save their lives. After seeing clearly the strategies and tactics of the coalition forces, Lin was now ready to take action.

He took out three golden needles, which were the set of seven-star needles he chose in the Xinluo Sect Treasure Pavilion. At present, he could only drive three at most, so he did not take out all the golden needles. Under Lin Xian's control, the golden needle hovered above his head. At this time, Lin Xian's consciousness was also lingering on the monks of the three major forces.

After making eye contact with the sect's early-stage foundation-building monks, the early-stage monks launched an attack on the early-stage monks of the coalition. However, their magical weapons failed to attack the monks at all and were blocked by their defensive magical weapons. .

However, a flaw was revealed during their counterattack. Lin Xian decisively activated three golden needles to attack a coalition monk who was in the early stage of foundation building. The golden needles were castrated quickly. By the time the monk sensed the golden needles, it was already too late. If he made any reaction, a golden needle passed between his eyebrows.