Today I hold the world

Qingling Mountain has a broad base and many peaks, so there are naturally many ways to go up and down the mountain.

The corner of the mountain in front of Lizi Valley is very remote, because most of the people coming down this direction are going to the direction of Shouqiu, so in normal times, disciples on Qingling Mountain seldom take this road.

But today is different, an enemy has been planning for more than half a year and finally started to attack the mountain. All the halls in the mountain are panicked, especially the old people of Chilongmen. People no longer know who to fight for.

When night fell, at the foot of the mountain in front of Lizi Valley, Zhong Ziyan led [-] Qi-practicing casual practitioners and had already arranged formations, just waiting for the people on Qingling Mountain to escape from here, and none of them would survive.

This time, Chief Chong personally followed, and Zhong Ziyan and Tao Hanting had no time to tell whether the people who came down the mountain were from the old mountain gate. In less than half an hour, more than ten people died in the sawtooth formation, and they all fled down the mountain secretly. here.

Sitting on the gourd, Chang Zizai could see the other foot of Lingshan Mountain from a distance. Many places were full of flames, and the sound of hacking, killing and fighting could be heard endlessly, but the area below him was quiet and dark, lifeless.

"Well, this is what the headmaster often says: the more you look at a safe place, the more dangerous it is." He shook his head and sighed, lying on the gourd and observing the surroundings, he would report to Zhong Ziyan if there was any movement around, because His duty at this time is to do this.

Yi Chong looked like a supervisor, with his beard sticking to his face, he was looking at the formation that Zhong Ziyan had ordered, and said, "Looking at this formation, fellow Qingfeng has a lot of knowledge in the formation, have you worked hard in the past?"

Zhong Ziyan waved his hands with a smile: "Fellow Chief Daoist was joking, the tricks of the poor Taoist are not as good as those of a three-year-old child, how can it be considered hard work.

Fellow daoists seem to be quite interested in formations? "

Chief Chong pondered for a while, revealing a rare bitter look: "I spent a lot of time in this way when I was young, but unfortunately my aptitude is very poor, my understanding is not enough, and I can't achieve anything. Now I am old and sigh, it is really a pity."

"Is it because you sighed and failed to persist in your research and comprehension?" Zhong Ziyan asked.

Chief Chong shook his head with a smile: "It's something that I should have given up early, but I have been working on it for more than 20 years. Everyone has their own strengths, and the old man's strengths are not here. The more time you invest, the more you will get twice the result with half the effort. In the end, you will leave time for the old man to form alchemy." It's not enough, it's sad and annoying."

Zhong Ziyan smiled as if he was dealing with it, and it was not good for him to continue talking about such things.

Waiting for more than 20 people who had died in the sawtooth formation and came down from Qingling Mountain, Zhong Ziyan finally couldn't help asking: "I wonder how your family is controlling the situation at this time?"

Yichong looked at the east, and cast a look of calmness: "Fellow Taoist Qingfeng, don't be anxious, everything is in the hands of my Master Yang Huan of the Xianju Gate. In the middle of the night, I will just watch a good show!"

Although Chief Chong did not explain the situation clearly, he indirectly reminded Zhong Ziyan that the matter was far more than that.

Zhong Ziyan himself was not at all curious about the actions of Xianjumen. The reason why he asked those questions was because he wanted to ask those questions as a person of 'Qingfeng'.

When No. 30, a person who escaped from Qingling Mountain, was shot dead in the sawtooth formation, midnight arrived. Chief Chong pointed to the countless scarlet light spots surrounded by far and near in all directions, and said to Zhong Ziyan and the others:

"Three friends, please look!"

Chang Zi, who was already flying in the sky sipping wine, was half drunk and half awake, and saw dense scarlet light spots flying from a distance, getting closer and closer, at the end, he suddenly let go of the alcohol and said cleverly, "So many? "

The scarlet light spot is not something else, but the Nim beast that Chang Zizai met outside Yuancheng last year. If the Nim beast at that time was a three-year-old child, the army of Nim beasts at this time can already be counted as monsters.

The beasts with black feathers and red beaks are three or four times larger than ordinary people, exuding the atmosphere of the Qi training class.

One head is not enough to scare people, but at the moment the number is so large that it can't count how many heads, it makes one's scalp tingle just looking at it.

Zhong Ziyan looked at the things in the sky with his hands behind his back, and sighed: "Mogenya is really miraculous. After all this time, your faction is really well prepared."

Chief Chong said: "These beasts are used to pollute the formation and entangle the disciples of Qingling Mountain. Once the formation is broken, the people inside will be like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. At that time, I will trouble Fellow Qingfeng and the other two to participate in it and kill more people." some people."

Zhong Ziyan nodded and agreed: "Of course it should."

He asked again: "Doesn't the Liu family have foreign aid?"

Chief Chong laughed: "If a fellow daoist asked the old man a few days ago, the old man would never have opened his mouth, but now that the war has begun, we might as well tell the fellow daoist the truth.

Many elite children of our three families and the ancestors of Jindan went to Shouqiu to compete for rare treasures, and there was no one in the Liu family who could be spared to help Qinglingshan. "

Zhong Ziyan was silent for a while, and then asked tentatively: "I heard that there is a golden elixir in the Liu family called 'Liu Jiangning', who is unparalleled in cultivation and powerful in spells. Could it be that he is the guard on the mountain?"

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Qingfeng also knows about the Broken River Sword?" Chief Chong asked with a smile.

Zhong Ziyan showed a sad expression.

Yi Chong comforted him: "Three friends, don't worry, the enemy Jindan will be dealt with by my uncle Yang Huan. Within three days, Qingling Mountain will be destroyed..."

Just when he was about to say something, everyone heard an angry howl from the entire Qingling Mountain:

"Old thief Yang Huan, do you think these beasts can destroy my Qingling Mountain?"

After a while, an old man outside the mountain laughed and said, "You'll know if you can break it, just try it, but it seems that Fellow Daoist Liu can't hold it anymore!"

The words were full of complacency, which indirectly increased the confidence and momentum to attack the casual cultivators at the foot of Qingling Mountain.

After a while, those beasts approached Qingling Mountain from all directions, and the red gold mask of Qingling Mountain's protective formation was fully opened, and those beasts covered the mask with black pressure, like countless black bugs lying on the shiny white light ball , It is extremely nauseating and frightening after watching it.

Looking at such a scene, Zhong Ziyan suddenly remembered the scene when his family was besieged by mandrills when he first arrived in Huaishan. Anyone who was inside would definitely have a headache.

In the middle of the night, there were only a lot of beasts, and there were two bursts of Jindan's aura outside Qingling Mountain, and the sound of explosions spread all over the field. It must be Liu Jiangning and Yang Huan fighting.

Seeing Qingling Mountain's protective mask getting darker, the two golden elixir breaths quickly stopped fighting, and they returned to the mountain together, the mask was brightly lit again, this time a raging fire was ignited on the mask, and those beasts were all killed. Burnt and roasted, it was not until dawn that Xianjumen's offensive weakened.

After the truce, Zhong Ziyan visited several places under Qingling Mountain. As far as he could see, there were all bloody bodies, and it could be said that corpses were strewn all over the field.

The battle last night was really tragic.