Others are still struggling, but I am just slacking off.

Chapter 216 "Destroy the Hualing Sect"

Nine people flew out of the spirit ship and disappeared in front of everyone.

Xuan carried the others and set off as quickly as possible.

"Hand over Qian Yushui, Qian Yuting, and Yang Hui, or I will destroy the Hualing Sect."

"Destroy the Hualing Sect"

"Destroy the Hualing Sect"

"Destroy the Hualing Sect"

The sound was deafening.

Tan Xingsheng's heart trembled as he looked at the dense crowd outside the fairy formation.

The highest level of cultivation is that there are two people who have completed the Mahayana stage, three people in the late Mahayana stage, ten people in the middle Mahayana stage, and fifty people in the early Mahayana stage.

There are dozens of people in the tribulation period.

Looking at the sect again, now there is only Elder Hu who is in the middle stage of Mahayana, and Jiang Li who is in the early stage of Mahayana.

He is the only one in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, the others are not in the sect.

Fortunately, there is the immortal formation.

It's totally fine in the short term.

Look, we have been besieged for half a year, but the fairy formation is still the same fairy formation.

He was a little worried at first, but now, he just had to hold on until they came back.

However, this fairy stone cannot last long.

I just don’t know if I can hold on until then, alas!

He should go practice first.

There are shouts of war outside, but people inside pretend not to hear and just do what they need to do.

"Elder Hu, this third-grade defensive immortal formation can only last for one month at most. What should we do then?" Tan Xingsheng suddenly had a headache.

"Have you ever found out why Yin Yang Palace and Yixing Sect formed an alliance?" Elder Hu frowned.

Tan Xingsheng sighed slightly: "Why else? It's just profit first."

"Where did they get so many experts?" Elder Hu couldn't figure this out.

"I don't know. Could it be borrowed from another sect?" Tan Xingsheng thought about it for several months, and this was the only reason he could think of.

Elder Hu raised his head and looked at the Mahayana in the air: "Don't think too much, make preparations early."

"Hmm!" Tan Xingsheng's face was full of worry.

Jiang Li sat next to him and said nothing.

He cursed his six apprentices in his heart. They had agreed to stay for three years, but it had been more than two months and they still hadn't come back.

Maybe he doesn't want this apprentice.

Humph! He wanted to scold them to death, regardless of whether they received the message or not.

He took out the spiritual jade and was about to scold Yang Hui when he saw a bunch of messages from Yang Hui.

Yang Hui: Master, we are back from the Western Continent!

Yang Hui: Master, are you still in Yixing Sect?

……

Yang Hui: Master, is the Yin Yang Palace really besieging the sect?

Jiang Li then discovered that these disciples had returned from the Western Continent more than a month ago.

The last message was three days ago.

He smiled at the two people who were frowning, and decided not to tell them.

Nothing will happen anyway, it's Tan Xingsheng's fault for bullying his apprentice.

Humph, if I don’t avenge this, I’m not Jiang Li.

That's right!

That's how he defends his shortcomings.

Anyway, whether these two people know it or not will not affect the overall situation.

"Okay, nothing else, I'll go back first." Jiang Li said hello with a stern face and disappeared in the master's hall.

After returning to Yitian Peak, he sent messages to his six disciples one by one.

Seeing the people from Yixing Sect outside the sect, he sighed deeply and just hoped that old lady Duanmu was not involved.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult for him to live.

"Immortal, the power of this defense formation is weakening."

"Tsk, it's just that it's inconvenient for me now, otherwise I can break this third-grade immortal formation with one strike." His tone was full of disdain.

The person who was speaking raised his eyebrows and one corner of his mouth turned up.

The leader of Yixing Sect knelt down and flattered, "Yes, yes, yes, sir, you will surely win the battle."

"You don't need to flatter me. Not only is the spiritual energy here thin, but it also suppresses my strength. However, dealing with you bunch of trash is easier than crushing an ant."

The "immortal" was half lying in the sedan chair, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he looked as soft as if he had no bones.

One on his left and one on his right, two women in the Tribulation Crossing stage were kneeling down to give him a massage.

"Oh! Forget it. Time is limited. I have to do it myself."

The "immortal" waved the two people away and with a light palm, the immortal-level formation shook.

"The immortal is really powerful. With just one palm, he can shake the defensive formation." The leader of Yixing Sect continued to flatter.

"What did you say?"

The "immortal" suddenly raised his voice and slapped the leader of Yixing Sect with one palm.

The leader of Yixing Sect only felt an unshakable force attacking him.

In an instant, his internal organs shattered and he flew backwards, hitting the formation, his breath barely there.

A trace of resentment flashed across the eyes of the "immortal", and with one palm he caused the third-grade defensive immortal formation to shake, which was a great humiliation.

Humph, he only used one percent of his strength.

[What should we do? Is the formation going to fail? Are we going to die?]

[No, this immortal formation is so powerful, how can it be broken by just a palm strike?]

Everyone in the Hualing Sect felt their hearts pounding and could completely sense the infinite pressure. They just wanted to prostrate themselves on the ground and submit to him.

He slapped out again, using only 30% of his strength.

A crack appeared in the third-grade defensive immortal formation.

This garbage continent has greatly reduced his strength. Damn it.

[It’s over, it’s over, the defensive formation is about to break]

Is today the end of us?

[Whether it is the end of the world or not, I will fight to the end]

[I would rather die than live in disgrace]

[That’s right, if the sect is in trouble, I will stand with the sect]

[With the Sect]

[With the Sect]

[With the Sect]

Everyone in the Hualing Sect shouted in unison, and their voices echoed through the sky.

"Hmph! Ant!"

The “immortal” slapped out a third palm strike, using 50% of his strength.

The third-grade defensive formation shattered and disappeared.

"kill!"

A murderous aura spread throughout the Hualing Sect.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Disciples from Yin Yang Palace and Yixing Sect rushed into Hualing Sect, and the battle began.

The Immortal looked at the Tribulation and Mahayana who were still watching the show and scolded, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you take action?"

"Isn't this a bit bad?" Yi Xingzong had some concerns.

After all, if a high-level monk kills low-level monks for no reason, he will be despised by the world.

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man turned into blood mist.

"If anyone has any opinions, please speak up."

The "immortal" sneered and glanced at the group of ants in front of him. The disdain and contempt in his eyes could not be ignored.

When the personnel from both sides saw a living Mahayana cultivator, they turned into blood mist and their hearts trembled like sieves.

"Since you have no objection, why don't you do as I say? If you want me to teach you, it's not impossible."

No one else dared to join the battlefield directly.

Tan Xingsheng, Jiang Li, and Elder Hu also began to fight back.