Sun's journey to immortality

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, and there is no room for relaxation or resolution in the relationship and conflicts between the two parties. Therefore, the battle broke out quite suddenly and fiercely, and there was no communication between them during the entire process.

The twelve Fire Flame Beads seemed to be menacing, but they were ultimately limited by their level. When they collided with the formation mask, they flew back under the counterattack of power, leaving only a small dent. Apart from this, no other results have been achieved.

A slender eighth-level monk, protected by the formation's light shield, did not change at all during the entire process. His hands kept tapping on different positions of the formation.

With each slap, a rich mana will be integrated into the formation. When the twelfth slap falls on it, the sky is covered with golden silk threads.

The quality of each thread is unquestionable. It seems to be a mess, but it moves according to certain rules.

The target of all the golden threads was Sun Mingsheng, trying to directly penetrate his body at different locations, causing fatal injuries.

Another monk of the Liang family who was on the ninth floor of the foundation finally appeared at this time. He was seen coming in synchronization with the golden threads all over the sky. He was holding a Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand. There were strips of various sizes on the long handle. Different but quite exquisite, the dragons and snakes are intertwined vividly.

The huge, heavy and sharp blade emitted bursts of cold light. The ninth-level monk directly manipulated it from top to bottom, trying to hit Sun Mingsheng who was in a hurry directly.

As the ninth-level foundation-building monk moved forward, under the infusion of mana in his dantian, the eyes of each dragon and snake were constantly rotating, emitting bursts of cold light.

Unfortunately, the two monks seemed to have forgotten that Sun Mingsheng did not come alone, and these two attacks were destined to fail to successfully achieve their ultimate goal.

"Have you two fellow Taoists forgotten about me?"

Seeing that Sun Mingsheng was in crisis from the beginning, Sun Shengyuan naturally would not wait any longer.

The four spiritual swords arrived first, split into four, and struck directly on the Qinglong Yanyue Sword at different positions. Then they merged into one, condensed into an ordinary spiritual sword, and went straight to the monk's face. Leaving through the gate is the so-called encirclement of Wei and rescue of Zhao.

Unless the ninth-level monk in front of him really ignored his own safety, exchanged his life for his life, and still chose to kill Sun Mingsheng, otherwise in this case, he could only turn around to save himself, and there was no other better option.

A ninth-level Foundation Establishment monk is so important to a Foundation Establishment period family, and his status cannot be exaggerated no matter how high he is.

This ninth-level monk from the Liang family was destined not to choose to die with him.

I saw cold light flashing on the heavy Qinglong Yanyue Sword. The huge and slightly clumsy spiritual weapon turned lightly in the air, and the blade directly hit the main spiritual sword hard.

"Ding" only heard a crisp sound. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword undoubtedly had the upper hand in terms of weight and the cultivation of the monks who controlled it.

The main spiritual sword controlled by Sun Shengyuan was directly knocked away in this collision. A faint crack also flashed on it, and then disappeared without a trace under the cover of a layer of spiritual power. It seems like it has never appeared before.

Of course, this does not mean that this crack has really disappeared, it just does not damage the foundation of the spiritual sword. It is temporarily covered and compensated with spiritual power.

"Encircle and attack" Sun Shengyuan had so much combat experience that he would not retreat easily, thus putting Sun Mingsheng into crisis.

The remaining three spiritual swords were like arms, constantly hovering in the air, and each of them directly acted on different positions of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword from a relatively strange angle with cold light.

After three consecutive attacks from the front and back, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword suddenly formed a strange stagnation and lingering in the air in an indomitable state.

The battle between the four late-stage foundation-building monks was already in a fierce state, and every breath could determine the direction of the battle.

Under Sun Shengyuan's entanglement, the attack between the two powerful late-stage foundation-building monks suddenly disappeared.

The golden threads that filled the sky as the main force, under the constant consumption of mana and the flames sprayed from the flame stone, failed to establish meritorious deeds according to the original plan.

Of course, Sun Mingsheng was not without any trauma. There were two penetrating wounds about the thickness of a finger on his right leg and left arm.

It was too late, but it was too soon. This kind of fierce battle was destined not to last too long. The time consumed by this wave of attacks was only half a cup of tea.

Although Sun Shengyuan and Sun Mingsheng were at a disadvantage, they were not helpless. It would not be too easy for the opponent to win smoothly.

"Mingsheng, your opponent is not weak. Go all out to break out without any hesitation." Sun Shengyuan naturally understood the most difficult situation.

If one person continues to fight, there is a high probability that it will be a lose-lose situation in the end. It is better to give up when the situation is good, as long as you can evacuate smoothly while ensuring your own safety.

Sun Mingsheng just nodded without responding verbally. The look on his face became more solemn. His opponent was more difficult than he imagined.

"These casual cultivators really know how to protect themselves wisely. They have blocked several times without achieving any effect. The consumption of mana is also quite limited, and there is no obvious loss of combat effectiveness."

The two late-stage foundation-building monks from the Liang family were also inevitably surprised. Their opponents were far more difficult than they originally expected.

Liang Chaoyuan's unexpected death is naturally heartbreaking, but once he suffers heavy losses in recent battles, the impact on the entire Liang family will be uncontrollable.

"Focus on attacking Sun Mingsheng. Everything is based on preserving ourselves. The family must not lose another late-stage foundation-building monk in this battle."

Immediately, the ninth-level monks headed by the Liang family made a decision that was in line with common sense. The battle that had been extinguished for a long time broke out again, and it was obviously more intense than before.

Every move and style can be said to be an all-out explosion, and every collision will definitely bring about the most primitive wear and tear. The pressure on the monks on both sides will naturally increase in a straight line, especially if they are at a disadvantage in terms of their own cultivation. The feeling is especially obvious among the two Sun Shengyuan.

Sun Mingsheng, as the key target of the two late-stage foundation-building monks of the Liang family, was under the greatest pressure. He was like a small boat that was constantly swaying in the wind and rain and could capsize at any time, constantly struggling.

Sun Shengyuan attacked with all his strength in the periphery, and his only goal was to reduce the pressure faced by Sun Mingsheng. In some cases, he even had to take the initiative to bear some possible damage.