I Live Forever With My Proficiency

Chapter 424 The despair of the Helian family and the tears of Baili Xianling

"Everyone, follow me to break the formation."

Wei Changmiao, the leader of Zhongdao Tianwuzong, stood at the front. A treasure flew from his sleeves and floated in the sky.

Chen Ping didn't recognize the level of the treasure.

But I don’t know how serious it is.

The treasure is in the shape of a pot. When Wei Changmiao's spiritual power is poured into it, the treasure emits a dazzling yellow light directly towards the magic source area.

The large array above the Demonic Source Area suddenly flashed with array patterns and overflowed with light.

The auras of the row of Nascent Soul monks behind Wei Changmiao exploded at the same time, and multiple sources of spiritual power converged on the pot-shaped treasure.

The pot-shaped treasure suddenly grew larger, and its light became sharper.

Chen Ping and other Gold Core monks were several miles away behind Nascent Soul monks, standing tall and nervously watching the situation ahead. Behind them are the Foundation Building monks and monks with lower cultivation levels.

"Brother Chen, my brother asked me to come with you." Baili Xianling stood beside Chen Ping at some point.

Chen Ping nodded:

"Where's your brother?"

"He is only in the Foundation Building. He is behind. After the war starts, a team from Monster Race and I will take the opportunity to secretly enter the Moyuan Mountain in the Moyuan District. Previously, Wenhun learned that there is a restricted area in the mountains. Let's see if we can The Queen Mother cannot be found there.”

Chen Ping said nothing more.

But then I heard Baili Xianling say:

"This battle is different from the ones in the past few days. Demon Race has no retreat this time. Demon Race will probably fight to the death. Brother Chen should be careful."

"Be careful too." Chen Ping smiled.

Although he had a smile on his face, he was actually quite nervous inside.

He has seen the lethality of Nascent Soul. This kind of battle is not a competition on the competition stage. It is not a fixed battle between Nascent Soul and Nascent Soul, Gold Core and Gold Core. That is to say, Gold Core monks may also be attacked by Demon Race Nascent. Soul's attack.

Such a situation is not without danger.

The only thing he can do is stay away from Nascent Soul when the time comes.

At this moment, the large formation in the Demonic Source Area began to shake violently under the continuous attack of the treasure. When everyone was caught off guard, a wave of air rippled out.

This air wave was very fast, but not too strong, so no one paid much attention to it at first.

Such waves of energy are all too common in wars.

But when the air wave got close, those Nascent Souls realized something was wrong. This air wave didn't seem to be strong, but in fact it was just weak in terms of physical attack. On the contrary, it contained powerful divine soul aggressiveness.

"Everyone, be careful of soul attacks." Wei Changmiao reminded loudly.

But the air wave was so fast that Brother Gold Core didn't even have time to react before the air wave arrived.

The few Gold Core monks standing at the front suddenly turned pale, and one of them was so shocked that he almost knelt down.

Chen Ping quickly used the 'Nether King Soul Splitting Technique', and a huge skull roared out instantly, roaring against the air wave.

The third full-level ‘Nether King Soul Splitting Technique’ is already the highest level that can be cultivated in the Gold Core realm. Under the skull, the wave of energy has disappeared.

‘It was indeed not a waste to learn this spell in the first place. ’ Chen Ping looked at the Gold Core monks in the distance who were pale and even knocked away, with lingering fear.

Fortunately, my Nether King Soul-Splitting Technique was at full level and I was extremely sensitive to the soul-damaging aura, so I was lucky enough to be unharmed.

These Nascent Soul's methods are indeed terrifying.

"Thank you Fellow Daoist for your help." A female cultivator standing next to Chen Ping benefited from Chen Ping's spell and also survived.

"You're welcome, Fellow Daoist. On the battlefield, you and I share the same hatred." Chen Ping cupped his hand.

The female cultivator smiled, looked at Baili Xianling next to Chen Ping, and said nothing.

After a while, the female cultivator heard Baili Xianling calling Chen Ping "brother" and couldn't help but send a message to Baili Xianling: "Fellow Daoist, is he your elder brother?"

Baili Xianling blinked:

"He has Taoist companions, six or seven."

Female nun:.

"Ahem, the girl misunderstood. I just want to know whether he is an Independent Cultivator or a sect disciple, and I just want to invite him to join my sect."

"Oh, he has a master, six or seven."

Female nun:.

"He also has apprentices, six or seven."

Female nun:.

Loud noise.

shining.

The large upside-down bowl above the Demonic Source Area finally fell apart.

"Follow me to slay the devil."

"Kill! Kill on Demon Source Mountain and block the passage."

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The human monks, led by Wei Changmiao, galloped forward and launched a fierce attack on the Demon Source Mountain Range. For a moment, shouts and whistling spells resounded through the Rising Sun Realm Wall.

On the other side, Demon Race is not to be outdone.

"Kill all the human race, enter the human world, and enjoy the rich resources of the human world."

"Butcher! Butcher! Butcher!"

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The battlefield was quickly divided into divisions of labor and fighting. The team Chen Ping was in was led by a Monster Race Nascent Soul True Monarch. There were dozens of people, including Gold Core and Foundation Building, and they quickly competed with a Demon Race team. Encountered them and killed them.

Because this Demon Race team has two Nascent Souls, another Nascent Soul quickly came to support the human side upon seeing this, forming a two-on-two situation.

Chen Ping moved to a place with fewer people as soon as possible to avoid being affected by the battle of Nascent Soul.

In fact, after the war started, Nascent Soul and Nascent Soul consciously fought farther and farther apart, freeing up space for Gold Core and Gold Core to fight.

"Go to hell."

A Demon Race cast a spell, and the black energy came straight towards Chen Ping. Chen Ping had successfully practiced the 'Hundred Poisons True Demonic Skill' and was no longer afraid of these poisonous and demonic energies.

When hitting the defensive shield, quickly launch the Heavenly Punishment Thunder at Demon Race.

Taking advantage of the Heaven's Punishment Thunder to make it numb and stagnant, the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword immediately sent out countless green light Sword Intents. The opponent was not very strong, but he was killed by Chen Ping with one blow.

Then the second Demon Race rushed over.

then the third

Chen Ping runs away when he encounters strong ones, and kills when he encounters weak ones.

He is fast, and those who are too strong to catch up with him will fight with the Human race, Monster Race and other Gold Core Late Stage monks, and will not pursue him relentlessly.

On the battlefield, the human side had the numerical advantage. However, Demon Race had the home field advantage and had arranged some formation traps and other measures in advance, and the game was difficult to separate at first.

After half a stick of incense, Chen Ping was already numb.

Killing Numb.

He didn’t know how many Demon Races he had killed, nor how many of his companions had died around him.

The entire battlefield grew larger and larger, forming an endless expanse that covered the entire Demon Source Mountain Range.

Chen Ping can no longer tell which side his master and Senior Sister Guan are fighting on.

Chen Ping understood why Xiyue didn't let him join Xiyue's own team. It is very likely that the pass Xiyue wants to break through is more difficult and the risk is higher. And he is only at the fourth level of Gold Core, so it would be too dangerous to go there.

As time went by, the human race began to gain an advantage.

Continuously advancing deeper into the mountains.

"Stop those damn Monster Races." Suddenly, a loud voice came from the distance. It was a Demon Race Nascent Soul monk who was in a fierce battle with Monster Race Nascent Soul.

At the same time, a spell suddenly hit the valley.

That's where the Monster Race and the Terran Monks are focused on moving forward.

"Old Monster, your opponent is me."

Monster Race True Monarch took one step forward to stop Demon Race Nascent Soul from moving towards the valley, and at the same time a stream of light shot out to offset Demon Race's spell attack.

"Brother." Baili Xianling rushed over and blocked a wave of attacks from the aftermath of the Nascent Soul spell for Baili Ye.

The mission of Monster Race this time is not only to take down the Demon Race, but also to find the Demon Queen.

Low-level monks such as Bailiye and the Helian family were also among them. While fighting with the low-level Demon Race disciples, they continued to advance deeper into the mountains in an attempt to find the restricted area.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah."

Demon Race Nascent Soul launched a fierce attack on Monster Race Nascent Soul like crazy:

"Go to hell, go to hell."

Demon Race Nascent Soul's eyes were red, and black energy kept coming out of his pupils. His whole body even started to turn red, and he kept roaring:

"Die, die, who is afraid of whom, ah, ah, ah."

"Supreme Demon Lord, please grant me power."

In the non-stop attacks, his spells became more powerful and more deadly each time. Monster Race Nascent Soul was beaten back steadily.

As the attack intensified, Demon Race Nascent Soul's body became increasingly red and transparent. Demon Race Nascent Soul is in a state of madness. He doesn't care if his hand is broken, he doesn't care if his abdomen is stabbed, and he doesn't care if the wounds on his face are hideous.

The next moment, a huge stream of red light shot out from the raised sarcoma on Demon Race Nascent Soul's forehead and shot up into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the red stream of light fell from the sky again, heading straight for Monster Race Nascent Soul.

"Bang!"

During the battle, Monster Race Nascent Soul's tail suddenly broke into two pieces, and its entire body flew out like a kite with its strings broken.

"Ancestor." Countless Monster Race disciples looked up at this scene helplessly.

Full of sadness.

After the red stream of light knocked away the Monster Race Nascent Soul, the largest beam of light spilled out and hit the battle valley on Chen Ping's side.

The monks in the battle suddenly got out of the way, but the light group did not appear as a large attack wave as imagined, but there was a violent earthquake and mountain shaking.

When everyone came back to their senses, they discovered that where the red light beam disappeared, there was a huge pit that was bottomless.

Except for the monk hit by the light ball, no one else suffered any ripple damage.

The monks instinctively stopped their duel for a moment and flew up one after another, looking curiously and warily towards the bottomless black pit.

But seeing nothing unusual, someone took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, and the two sides fought together again.

Chen Ping frowned.

Silently he stepped back a few feet.

He instinctively felt that this deep pit that appeared out of thin air was not simple, although he could not explain the reason.

Sure enough, when no one was paying attention, a red storm suddenly blew up in the abyss. This storm was like a turbine, constantly rotating downwards, and the huge suction force sucked towards the fighting monks without any difference.

The closest monk instantly fell into the abyss.

Churned to dust in the red storm at the bottom of the abyss.

Those who were a little further away fled away one after another, but the huge suction force made it difficult for them to move. Only a few human monks escaped.

Chen Ping is one of them.

The most disgusting thing is that the Demon Race seemed to have planned it in advance. At the moment when the suction force broke out, most of the Demon Race moved away from the pit first.

At this time, these Demon Race launched a fierce attack on the remaining humans and Monster Race.

Chen Ping was horrified, and the advantages and disadvantages of the entire battlefield were instantly reversed. While he was responding to Demon Race's attack, he heard calls for help coming from the walls and entrance of the abyss cave.

"Sister, save me."

"Master, save me."

"Husband, save me."

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Among the monks who were about to fall hanging on the cave wall, Chen Ping saw many people from the Helian family.

Patriarch Helian held down six or seven monks from the Helian family by himself. Even though he was in the middle stage of Gold Core cultivation, the huge suction force still made his face look ferocious:

"Little friend Yi, please save me. I can't hold on anymore."

The human genius monk Yi Dao, who had merged his soul with He Lianzheng, saw another Gold Core Late Stage step forward to save him, but he was hung on the cave wall, unable to escape the suction.

Yi Dao looked frightened and made no move to step forward.

"Fellow Daoist Yi, hurry up, ancestor can't hold on any longer. With your Gold Core seventh-level cultivation, you have the same mind-set as our Helian family members. Only you can save us."

Yi Dao stared at the red vortex in the abyss, the corners of his mouth twitching. Just at this time, a Demon Race attacked. He turned around and started fighting with that Demon Race, and the fight continued further and further away.

The people of the Helian family were very anxious. They saw Yi Dao fighting farther and farther, and they still didn't understand.

This is just pretending that I can't get out.

The Helian family monk hanging below was heartbroken:

"Little friend Yi, our Helian family has treated you well. Without the resources provided by our Helian family these years, how could you, Yi Dao, have achieved the level of cultivation you have today?"

"Yi Dao, you and Zheng'er are soul-melders of each other and share weal and woe. You can't treat me like this."

"Yi, come back. Have you forgotten the promise you made?"

"My Helian family is really blind, choosing you."

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After cursing, Patriarch Helian felt like his heart was falling into an ice cellar when he saw that Yi Dao was still fighting farther and farther.

Above the abyss, He Lianzheng hurried over. He had been seriously injured in the battle just now and had retreated to the rear to recuperate. At this moment, I heard that many people in my family were suffering, so I rushed over dragging my dying body.

Hearing the shouts of the family members, he saw that Yi Dao, as a seventh-level Gold Core monk, had an inextricable fight with a Demon Race who was in the early stage of Gold Core, and the fight was getting further and further away. He didn't know what Yi Dao was thinking.

He begged:

"Brother Yi, save my family. Use the Helian family magic you have practiced to connect with the ancestor's energy. Maybe there is a chance of survival. Without the ancestor, my family will decline. I beg you. "

"Fellow Daoist Yi, ask yourself, have our Helian family spent too little resources on you over the years? Now you are not willing to take action just this time?"

"Yi, I know you heard it, fuck your mother."

Helianzheng was like falling into an ice cellar.

Seeing Yi Dao pretending to be deaf, he gritted his teeth and ran towards the abyss.

But He Lianzheng was only at the first level of Gold Core, and he was seriously injured. Before he got close to the mouth of the abyss, the huge suction force made him lose control of himself.

He Lianzheng was horrified, and quickly turned around and ran back, but the huge suction force seemed to be sucking not only the body, but also the soul. He could not escape in front of the suction force, and he retreated instead of advancing.

Invisible red threads seemed to be wrapped around his legs, constantly dragging them toward the abyss.

Seeing that he was about to slide into the mouth of the abyss, He Lianzheng used all his strength to activate a Law Weapon and plunged it deeply into the ground. The source of spiritual power continued to pour in, allowing the spiritual power to take root in the ground, and then he stopped sliding backwards.

In the next breath, a big phantom hand held Helianzheng in one hand, and a figure dressed in white jumped forward several times, pulling Helianzheng back with difficulty.

Yi Dao was furious:

"He Lianzheng, you and I are Soul Melters, and I have only the obligation to save you. Those monks in your family are extremely stupid, and I have no ability to save them."

"Didn't you see that all those Gold Core Late Stage members from Monster Race are trying to save them? This is the first and last time. If you want to die again, then it's up to you. I won't do anything again."

After saying that, he turned around and went into battle.

This time I really hit it farther and farther.

He Lianzheng burst into tears.

During the battle with Demon Race, Chen Ping also saved several human race and Monster Race monks who almost slipped into the abyss.

As for the monks who were already hanging on the wall of the abyss, Chen Ping could do nothing.

I don’t dare to go deep into it rashly.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard someone shouting words such as "little princess", "your highness", "hold on", "Xuanyuan Xuance, save your highness quickly", "."

Chen Ping suddenly turned his head and looked into the abyss again.

As his gaze continued to move downward, he discovered that Baili Xianling and Baili Ye were hanging on the cave wall, quite low down.

It was also quite hidden, so Chen Ping didn't even see them at first.

"Little friend Xianling, Brother Chen." Chen Ping shouted.

Baili Xianling had been staring at Chen Ping quietly just now, but she remained silent the whole time and did not make any cry for help.

She knew that her position was too low. Not only Chen Ping couldn't save them, but those Monster Race Gold Core Late Stage couldn't save them either.

The only hope is that Nascent Soul will come over.

But his own Monster Race Nascent Soul was seriously injured and his whereabouts were unknown. The other Nascent Souls were going about their duties and might not notice the situation here, and if they did, they might not come to save them.

The overall situation always takes precedence over the lives of individual monks.

At this moment, Baili Xianling grabbed her brother's hand with one hand and a raised stone on the cave wall with the other, pouring Entering Spirit into the stone continuously to keep the stone from breaking.

It also resists the huge suction force under the body.

As a little girl, she was bearing a heavy burden.

Baili Xianling tried to throw her brother up several times, but the suction force was too powerful. What was even more terrifying was that she found that her consciousness was becoming trance-like.

This suction force also erodes the soul.

"Ah~"

One of the low-level monks from the Helian family could no longer hold on and fell into the pit.

Instantly shattered in the red vortex.

All the monks who persisted on the cave wall looked at this scene with pale faces.

Baili Xianling's face was also pale. She looked at Chen Ping and secretly said goodbye in her heart. Two lines of tears fell down her face.

At this time, Bailiye's voice came from below:

"There's no need to call for help. Brother Chen can't save us. It will only drag him down and harm her."

Baili Xianling nodded silently.

"It's my useless brother who has caused trouble for you."

Baili Xianling shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

"Let go. I've earned it by being able to enter the Foundation Building and survive for so long. Let me go. You can try your best to hold on until the moment the Nascent Soul monk comes to save you."

Having said that, he also knew that his and his sister's positions were too low and it was very difficult to hold on until that moment.

What's more, when Nascent Soul came to help, there was no doubt whether it would happen or not.

Baili Ye just didn't want Baili Xianling to give up. He turned his head and looked down, and those terrifying red whirlpools were still rising.

Perhaps it will soon engulf them.

"Let me go," he begged.

Baili Xianling kept shaking her head, her face filled with tears, her little hands clutching Baili Ye tightly, unwilling to let go.

(End of chapter)