The Ancestor of Body Repair

In the southerly direction of the junction of Zhongzhou and Luzhou, there is a huge gray-white flying boat flying in the air. It is wrapped with a white hazy shield, which allows the flying boat to hide above the clouds.

At this time, standing at the front of the flying boat, the woman closed her eyes and opened her eyes suddenly, with a look of surprise on her face, and a few extremely dazzling golden lights suddenly appeared not far ahead, cutting over.

The golden light contained a sharp aura, as if the flying boat could be cut into several pieces in an instant.

Just as these golden lights approached the flying boat, the woman pulled out a shield that looked like ice cubes, blocking most of the golden light, but in a hurry, a golden light still rubbed onto the shield of the flying boat.

The shield of the flying boat was like a bubble, and it burst when it was poked, and the golden light hit the tail of the flying boat without reducing its speed.

This blow destroyed a certain flying circle on the tail of the flying boat, causing it to sway.

"Junior Brother Luo, you control the flying boat to fall, and there seems to be a wave of a cultivator at the stage of formation in front of you. Hmph, I'll see who is attacking." The woman's eyes flashed coldly, and she said murderously.

This flying boat was the Yun-Treading Boat of Yueyang Sect, and the two people who spoke were Wang Ruobing and Luo Yueqi.

If it wasn't for Wang Ruobing's quick reaction, Ta Yunzhou would have been torn apart by the powerful attack of the Core Formation Stage.

After she finished speaking, she turned into a white light and flew into the distance.

Luo Yueqi, the ancestor of the Luo family, squinted his eyes slightly, the right corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he lowered his head and controlled the treading cloud boat to fall to the ground.

But when they were dozens of feet from the ground, two figures suddenly appeared on the ground that was empty. The two of them flew up from the sky, summoned two magic weapons, and attacked Luo Yueqi.

The disciples of the foundation-building stage on the cloud-walking boat heard the Luo family's patriarch exclaiming in anger: "We have been ambushed by the enemy, don't be wary, run away if you can!"

Then the ancestor of the Luo family sacrificed a magic weapon to greet the two monks at the stage of forming a pill, while the flying boat swayed down.

There were about thirty disciples in the foundation-building stage in the flying boat, and they were a little flustered when they saw such a scene, and they all sacrificed their flying instruments.

Zhao Qingtian was among the group of disciples, his face was calm, he did not take out the flying instrument, but pulled Zhao Xueer and Li Waner to the center of the Yunzhou Treading Cloud, Li Waner frowned, and calmly took his hand back .

Zhao Qingtian looked serious, he whispered: "Wait a minute, don't rush down."

Zhao Xueer was a little puzzled, but nodded anyway. Her brother was nimble and witty since he was a child, and the two were brothers and sisters, and they trusted each other unconditionally.

Li Wan'er seemed to understand Zhao Qingtian's meaning, and showed some approval. Just as the three of them were falling with the flying boat, many cultivators of the foundation-building stage flew out impatiently.

The first few monks who flew out were hit by several instruments at once, and they were beaten to pieces before they landed.

Only then did some monks who fell to the ground realize that there were nearly 50 foundation-building monks dressed in Qingmen costumes around at some point in time.

The faces of these ambush enemies looked mocking, as if they were looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

Afterwards, the treading cloud boat also landed on the ground, making a huge roar. It hit the most central position of the surrounding area, and at the same time, countless dusts were rolled up on the ground.

This roar sounded like the horn of a battle, and the immortal cultivators of Yueyang Sect all rushed out madly, and some cultivators even burned liquid mana.

They all saw that this ambush was completely premeditated.

The number of opponents far outnumbered them, and they were still ambush by covering them with large circles, obviously wanting to wipe them out.

When the disciples of the two factions began to fight, from the cracked deck of the cloud-treading boat, three men and women who were lying on their backs carefully walked out. It was Zhao Qingtian and the three of them.

"Xue'er, Wan'er, we will rush to the place with the most cultivators in the Shangqing Sect. The more enemies there are, the weaker our personal strength will be, and the greater the chance of us escaping."

Under such a tense and flustered scene, Zhao Qingtian still maintained a calm state, and analyzed the best escape position for several people, so that Zhao Xueer, who was a little nervous, also relaxed.

However, Li Wan'er didn't seem to hear Zhao Qingtian's words, but looked up in the sky, showing a bit of doubt.

"Wan'er, don't be in a daze, now is the best time, let's hurry." Zhao Qingtian pulled Li Waner, who had a strange sense of consciousness, and whispered.

"Well, what Junior Brother Zhao said is right, we'll go in that direction, and it will be too late if it's too late."

Afterwards, the three men and women in the early stage of foundation-building rushed towards the monk with the largest number of people. The various instruments complemented each other, and the battle became more intense for a while.

Zhao Xueer didn't use the magic weapon, but released a misty cold air that surrounded the three of them, and all magic tools that approached them would become sluggish.

Then these instruments would be missed by the two meniscus knives of Li Wan'er's envoy.

Li Wan'er entered the foundation-building stage a few years earlier than Zhao Xueer and Zhao Qingtian. The magic weapon has already depicted the psychic array. Although it is not a complete set of magic tools, the two meniscus knives rotate with a strong traction.

With Zhao Xueer's cold air, he pulled out all the magic weapons that came from the attack, and did not fight too many enemies head-on.

The nearby Yueyang Sect disciples saw that they cooperated tacitly, and they all gathered over. Everyone regarded Zhao Xueer and the others as a slippery shield and rushed forward.

Under the sharing of the crowd, there were only three foundation-building cultivators fighting against Zhao Xueer and the others.

Zhao Qingtian secretly urged the flying needle magic weapon to attack the enemy in front of them with all his strength.

Although the flying needle is not yet a first-level psychic instrument, the penetration power is still astonishing under the urging of mana in the foundation-building period.

However, when they found out that the magic weapon did not depict the psychic circle, they were not too afraid.

These three monks in the early stage of foundation establishment hindered Zhao Qingtian and the others' progress.

Zhao Xue'er took a breath, and there was a lot of sweat on her pretty face, and she whispered: "The ice ring consumes a lot of mana, and I have to keep the mana to activate the ice jade flying boat that my master gave me."

Li Wan'er also said quickly: "The enemy in the distance is very powerful. After they have solved the opponent, it will be even more difficult for us to escape."

Zhao Qingtian looked at the enemy in front, showing a mysterious smile, and said: "Next, sister, just prepare the ice jade flying boat, Waner, pay attention to other enemies, and leave these monks at the foundation stage to me."

Hearing this, Li Wan'er and Zhao Xue'er both looked at Zhao Qingtian with very suspicious eyes. Li Wan'er has a first-level psychic tool, Zhao Xue'er has the magical power of Xuanbing Jue, but Zhao Qingtian doesn't even have a first-level psychic tool.

Zhao Qingtian laughed dryly and said, "That I haven't finished speaking yet, it's up to my senior brother."

Then Zhao Qingtian held the spirit beast bag hidden at his waist with his hand, and then a little yellow-haired monkey appeared in front of several people, Zhao Qingtian immediately threw a pair of black long sticks over.

After catching the pair of long sticks, the little yellow-haired monkey grinned at them, then flashed a yellow light under his feet and disappeared in place.

The little monkey was extremely fast, and appeared in front of the enemy in the blink of an eye, which surprised the three disciples of the Shangqing Sect. They never expected this humble little monkey to have such a speed.

However, their magic weapon was in front of them, and they attacked this little monkey together.

Then I felt a powerful demonic energy burst out from the little monkey.

"Second-level monster!" Feeling this demonic energy, the surrounding Foundation Establishment disciples all looked over.

The little monkey grabbed the double-stick magic weapon with the pair of monkey claws that were a little smaller than human beings. At the same time, a dark yellow demonic fire rushed out. The device is even more powerful.

It is easy to repel the galloping magic weapon.

"Don't be in a daze, we can take the opportunity to rush out of the siege, and we can summon the Frozen Jade Flying Boat. No matter how powerful my senior brother is, it is impossible to resist the other monks who rushed over."

Seeing the stunned expressions of his sister and Li Wan'er, Zhao Qingtian couldn't help urging.

The two girls just woke up like a dream, and they rushed out after seeing several monks of the foundation-building stage who exuded a powerful breath in the distance.

This little monkey is Xiaojin. When it broke through to the second-level monster, the gray hair on its whole body was burnt clean, and the hair that grew out turned yellow.

When Lu Kun returned from the Ye family, all its injuries had fully recovered, and it had completely entered the level of a second-level monster.

Taking advantage of this time, Lu Kun used the materials in the Dongfu Refining Pavilion and some of the materials he obtained from the Ye family to refine Xiaojin's two high-grade long sticks again.

He used his unskilled divine sense characterization technique, and reluctantly made it into a first-class psychic instrument. Although it was not as strong as his double stick, it was enough for Xiaojin to use.

After that, Xiao Jin was handed over to Zhao Qingtian, just in case, and Xu Tianchuan of Chaoyang Peak knew that Zhao Qingtian was carrying Xiao Jin, so he let him come out to participate in the battle.

Xiaojin was holding two first-level psychic long sticks, not to mention the attack power was close to the middle stage of foundation establishment, and the movement speed on the ground was also extremely fast, completely suppressing the three initial stage foundation establishments for a while.

The Yueyang Sect disciples in the back were overjoyed and rushed towards this gap. Regardless of the aftermath of the battle between the cultivators in the mid-air formation stage, they flew their imperial weapons, and Xiaojin quickly jumped on the Zhao Qingtian trio to sacrifice after pushing the opponent back. The long white jade flying boat that came out.

But at this moment, a very arrogant voice came: "Haha, it is rare to see such a special spirit beast, you all stay!"

A few people turned around and saw a thunder hammer flying towards them. The power emitted from it was extremely terrifying, and it was much stronger than the ordinary late-stage foundation-building attack.