The Rise Of Xiu Xian Sect

"Yeah" Ye Bufan nodded, it sounds good, not dangerous.

"The pressure is relatively easy, but you can't be careless. The reason why Sect put a Golden Core cultivator here. The black iron ore here is a bit different." After Wang Quanyang finished speaking, he took out a piece of ore and showed it to Ye Bufan.

Compared with ordinary black iron, it is more special...

"It's really different" Ye Bufan nodded.

"We generally use Magic Treasures in the Golden Core period, and Lingbao in the Nascent Soul period.

Normal mysterious iron can only be used to refine lower-grade Magic Treasures. The piece of mysterious iron I just took out can be used to refine middle-grade Magic Treasures. "Wang Quanyang said lightly.

"This..." Although it is not the first rank, but the value is twice as bad, no wonder Baiyunmen cares so much.

"So Ye fellow daoist is under a lot of pressure"

"Wang fellow daoist don't worry, I will try my best." Of course, Ye Bufan can't swear or anything, he can only say do his best.

"Okay" Wang Quanyang glanced at Ye Bufan, then nodded.

"Wang fellow daoist, I don't know how the situation is ahead" Ye Bufan asked suspiciously.

"Not so good" Wang Quanyang took out a Jade Slip to Ye Bufan.

Ye Bufan is not polite, and it is not the time to be polite at this time.

"Many locations were breached, and more than 20 Golden Core cultivators died..."

Ye Bufan frowned, and the news in Jade Slip made him a little cold.

The cultivator who came from the Three Kingdoms for reinforcements suffered at least 20% of the casualties. Some reinforcements suffered extremely heavy casualties.

Just come here for reinforcements, you need reinforcements from others.

It was a funny thing, but he couldn't laugh.

"I'm still quite capable, and luck is okay."

Wang Quanyang saw Ye Bufan calm down gradually, "I see it, it's bad now."

"Indeed" Ye Bufan nodded.

"Three reinforcements are gradually arriving, our situation will be much better"

...

Soon, Wang Quanyang led the Baiyunmen people to leave.

Ye Bufan watched them quietly and bid them farewell.

After all, it is the home court of Baiyun Gate, so when there are reinforcements, their defensive cultivator will slowly withdraw and go to the front line.

"Brother Li, this is Jade Slip, you should get acquainted with the formation first." Ye Bufan turned around, entered the formation, and gave Li Donglai the Jade Slip in his hand.

The Baiyun Gate is stationed here, and there is also a third-order formation.

When Xuanzong is here to guard this time, he naturally also needs to be familiar with formation.

...

The Sky Profound Sect began to be busy, and the Baiyun Sect, the Liehuo Sect and some of the reinforcements began to counterattack the Yin Sha Sect.

The beacon of battle began to increase, the battle of Eastern Yuanyu further intensified, and the battle of Eastern Wasteland became even greater.

In a place in the Eastern Wasteland, an old man in gray did not care about the beacon outside, drinking tea and playing chess, so he was so cool.

After a cup of tea came to the end, the old man put down the chess piece in his hand, looked far away, and after a closer look, there was still a hint of worry.

"War, I just don't know if it will affect the mortal world."

"In the battle between cultivators, life and death are normal. This is the life of the cultivator."

After a long time, the old man sighed helplessly, "Forget it, let's stay for a while."

The old man is not worried about the cultivator, he does not care about the life and death of the cultivator. The cultivator fights against the sky, against the earth, against people, Death is normal. But mortals should not sacrifice, they have their lives.

Although there is no such situation at present, if a cultivator breaks into the mortal world in the future, it may...

This is a very strange thing, but it is normal to think about it carefully.

Some cultivators don't care about the death of mortals, after all, the gap between cultivators and mortals is too big.

But there are a group of cultivators who have gone out of the mortal world or have experienced the bottom cultivator, they will care more about the life of mortals.

The old man in gray is such a cultivator, and there are more such cultivators.

The southernmost part of Eastern Wasteland is the South China Sea. The South China Sea is densely covered with islands. No one knows how many islands there are.

On a very ordinary island, there is no Spiritual Qi from the outside.

But the interior is another First Stage day, where there are palaces and pavilions. There are hundreds of cultivators coming and going, at various stages.

If an outsider comes in, I am afraid I will be frightened.

In the highest hall, five people were chatting.

"Eastern Wasteland has started the battle, and I am afraid it will not be far from the all-round battle." An old man in white said.

"It's normal. I haven't been fighting for many years. It's healthier." An old man in red said.

"Should we intervene?" said a purple-clothed woman.

"Don't interfere, let them fight," said the middle-aged cultivator in black clothes sitting in the middle.

"But if you fight in all directions, will part of the cultivator enter the mortal world, and will the monster, fire, and barbarian settle in Eastern Wasteland?

The Eastern Wasteland's current power cannot defeat them. "An old man in Tsing Yi said.

"Let them fight, they can't beat them, we will intervene again, and lose as many sites as we need." The old man in red was confident in his tone, and did not put the other three clans and Eastern Wasteland in the slightest. one's eyes.

"There is nothing wrong with putting away the site." The old man in white is equally confident, "but I'm afraid it will affect mortals."

They didn't speak for a while on the court, and they cared about mortals.

"If they hurt mortals, they will die no matter how far they go," the old man in red said lightly.

The tone is very weak, but the words are fierce. Because of that sentence, the harsher the words, the more plain they are.

"But it's useless to kill them. People are dead if they die." The purple-clothed woman sighed slightly, her tone a little sad, as if she remembered some unpleasant memories.

Naturally, there is more than one person who has a story, and all five people present have stories.

Hundreds of people in Island Life have stories.

The court was quiet again.

The only sound is the sound of everyone's breathing.

"Do you want to contact senior?" The old man in white said solemnly.

"No contact, the senior told us before leaving, don't contact him when necessary." The middle-aged man in black said lightly, with a hint of sadness in his plain tone.

The other four turned their eyes slightly and their heads lowered slightly.

They know what this means, this is farewell.

Although the cultivator is heaven-defying, only a few people succeed.

This is the case for seniors, they are equally difficult to pass this level.

Thinking of this, they are even more sad.

...

"Do you want to warn them?" the old man in white asked.

"No, I believe they will remember things nine thousand years ago. Only a small number of people are responsible for the disaster, not the majority." The Tsing Yi man shook his head slightly.

"Well, senior has warned them, and we have done some things for so many years.

Right now we are doing this by ourselves, and senior has done a lot of things. It is time for us to carry this banner. My opinion is to send everyone to the mortal world. If there is a cultivator that bullies mortals, kill them all. "The man in black said at the end, a sharp killing intent appeared in his eyes.

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