Sun's journey to immortality

Yan Jianhong showed a look of joy on his face, turned around and rushed towards Yang Mingmu. A spiritual weapon made of countless tree roots instantly turned into a cage, trying to trap Yang Mingmu completely. As the patriarch of the Yang family and an inner disciple of the Huanling Sect, Yang Mingmu's strength was also outstanding. Naturally, he would not be afraid of a cultivator with a lower cultivation level than himself. "Daoyou Sun, the old thief has appeared. When will you attack now?" After the two of them had a head-on collision with spiritual weapons, Yan Jianhong, who was retreating continuously, shouted in the opposite direction. Before he finished speaking, a stone stick had already broken through the air, and the power contained in it almost tore the surrounding air apart alive. One was at the fifth level of foundation building, and the other was at the seventh level of foundation building. Although the two cultivators joined forces, they could not defeat Yang Mingmu, but they could still entangle him in a short period of time and cause some trouble. As the three fought, none of them held back after the true fire was released, especially Yang Mingmu, who had enough home advantage and was absolutely superior in cultivation. For a while, he suppressed Sun Shengyuan and Yan Jianhong.

However, the aftermath of the three-person battle was enough to shake the already weak and congenitally deficient formation. The other seven foundation-building cultivators also launched various attacks in different positions with various means. The originally thick white aura had begun to thin at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You are using the same old trick again. Do you really think I am a fool who doesn't know how to adapt?" Looking at the sword and knife that attacked again and the more complicated sword and sword auras, Sun Mingsheng frowned, and a trace of irritation appeared in his heart.

The two sword spirits were only second-level low-grade. The power of the sword auras in the sky was not too outstanding, but it brought a lot of trouble in a short period of time. Every time it appeared, it could interrupt his original plan in time.

This time, Sun Mingsheng adopted a completely different strategy. Facing the sword and saber auras all over the sky, his expression became more and more determined. Three carefully refined second-level inferior fire swallow flying talismans turned into a fiery red breath and exploded in the air.

Under the gathering of rich fire attribute magic power, vivid fire swallows continued to form in the air, constantly ejecting extremely rich crimson flames and annihilating the sword and saber auras raging in the air, and finally disappeared into the invisible.

"Raise troops for a thousand days and use them for a moment, black-striped ants, bite" Sun Mingsheng waved his hand, and a group of black clouds about the size of two human heads took shape. After a little judgment, they devoured a white wall behind Sun Mingsheng's left.

The illusion array, which seemed honest and had never suffered obvious losses in the previous repeated attacks, seemed to be attacked by its nemesis, and it became thinner and transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This was really unexpected. The reason why Sun Mingsheng sacrificed the black-striped ants was just to make some judgments through their natural sensitivity to spiritual power. Now the effect is even better than expected.

"Fire Flame Bead, Command" As a qualified cultivator, Sun Mingsheng will naturally not slack off. Regardless of the excessive consumption of mana in his dantian, the twelve Fire Flame Beads attacked again.

The collision between the Fire Flame Bead and the white wall was silent, but under this brute force and the erosion of the hot source power, wounds as thick as arms have appeared faintly, and the figure of a cultivator on the opposite side has appeared.

"Uncle?" Although it was just a glance, Sun Mingsheng had made an accurate judgment.

Sun Xunmu's own strength is only the first level of foundation building, and most of his time is spent on dealing with some complicated affairs in the family. The time to hone his cultivation is far from enough. His strength is just barely maintained at the same level among the same level.

Therefore, in this battle trapped in the formation, Sun Xunmu had a hard time dealing with it. He was completely at a disadvantage when facing a cultivator of the Yang family in the early stage of foundation building. Now he was just barely maintaining a balance.

The Pingyang County team certainly knew how to judge the situation and planned to use the two cultivators Yan Jianhong and Sun Shengyuan to entangle Yang Mingmu, and the remaining part would use the advantage of numbers to kill his living forces first, and finally hunt down the strongest cultivator.

Conversely, since the Yang family carefully and painstakingly extended the formation, they naturally understood the principle of lion picking up the weak, and the remaining three cultivators in the early stage of foundation building naturally wanted to take advantage of this period of time to kill the living forces of the Pingyang County team.

"A big battle has been entangled in the formation, and we have not yet fought face to face with the cultivator on the opposite side. This time, it is just right to join forces with my uncle to grab the first head and record." A light flashed in Sun Mingsheng's eyes.

Perhaps it was because all the cultivators in the formation had already launched the fiercest attacks, and the power of the origin of the illusion formation was consumed too much, and the quantity and quality of the white breath recovery were slowing down.

The Fire Flame Pearl attacked again, followed by the double-edged sword, hitting the white wall that blocked its way twice in succession, and before it recovered, it once again sacrificed five Fire Swallow Flying Spirit Talismans at all costs, and one by one, the Fire Swallows took the lead and landed on the gaps.

This time, no attack was launched, but under the continuous replenishment of Sun Mingsheng's mana, the body grew a little bit.

"Boom!" In about half a cup of tea, each fire swallow reached its limit of endurance and suddenly exploded, sending waves of hot breath eroding towards the surroundings.

The Fire Swallow Flying Spirit Technique itself is only a second-level low-grade one, and the power of a Fire Swallow is only about half of a casual blow from a monk in the early stages of foundation building.

Under normal circumstances, it is naturally far from enough to have a significant impact on the temporary formation in front of them, but the timing of their appearance is quite clever, becoming the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

"The thief is bullying my Sun family, don't you think there is no one in it?" Sun Mingsheng suddenly appeared from behind the wall, and the two people who were fighting fiercely came to a slight halt at the same time.

"Mingsheng, you and I join forces to kill him." After Sun Xunmu saw the person clearly, he reacted immediately. He changed his previous attitude and took out three second-level low-grade cards with different attributes from his storage bag. The magic talisman was sacrificed to harass.

The monks he fought with before were only on the second level of the foundation building. If he hadn't borrowed the power of the formation, Sun Xunmu would definitely not be in this situation.

On the battlefield where monks of the same level are fighting, a moment of daze almost means failure and death, and even the chance of escape is quite slim.

Sun Mingsheng didn't stop for a moment. During the short period of time he paused, he jumped up and landed behind the Yang family monk to cut off his escape.

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