I Regard You as Enemies, Yet You're All After My Heart!

Chapter 35

Xiaohong is just a physical body that can be used as a shield. Although it is enough to resist the fatal blow of the golden elixir period, it can't resist if it is attacked by all directions at the same time.

"When am I alone?" Chu Wuqing raised his lips slightly, revealing infinite banter.

The young man in front of him is just a foundation period, and all his dependencies are just the corpse of a powerful man who has already died. How dare you say this, and how dare you be so arrogant.

After all, he was too young. He didn't know what he was facing. He had never heard of the name of the killing immortal boat. He got some opportunities to inherit by virtue of his luck and got a body refining master.

He killed his peers Tianjiao by refining corpses, so he didn't know the height of heaven and earth.

"Vertical son!" elder Tang sneered, his palm raised high. While he raised it, it seemed that there was an invisible artistic conception around him, and the golden light appeared on the 49 foundation building friars.

They stepped forward at the same time, with swords in their hands.

Before the sword comes out of its sheath, everyone feels that the sword in their hands is shaking. This feeling is very wonderful, just as the sword in their hands has its own spirit.

For these swords, the scabbard becomes a bondage and shackle. They just want to get out of the scabbard and drink blood to restore their former glory.

The friars who built the foundation were also infected by this excitement. Crazy fighting spirit emerged in their eyes. When they simultaneously pressed the handle of their sword with their right hand and pulled out their sword, an invisible oppression came.

Such oppression is far better than the golden elixir. Even if Tang Changlao faced it, he would feel suffocated like being strangled by others.

However, elder Tang is the controller of the battle boat. Every time he controls it, he feels powerful and witnesses the miracle of his own strength soaring. No matter how many times, elder Tang feels infinite glory and excitement.

"Chu Zu." elder Tang couldn't help but meditate in his heart.

"Kill!"

Kill the word, the sword comes out of the scabbard!

The sword light all over the sky is covered like a snare. There is no escape and no escape.

Everyone thought the matter was settled. The leader's original order was to cut off the arm of Xianling sect, which had long been forgotten.

No, maybe they didn't forget it. In their opinion, xianlingmen is just an insignificant sect since there are no really subversive changes.

The leader of Xianling sect? Kill as soon as you kill. Even if the first sect Qingling sect is blamed, can they compensate for the leader of Xianling sect? You don't even need to apologize. You just need to do some superficial work.

"It's a pity that there is a powerful corpse refining." elder Tang's face showed regret, and he couldn't help hating Chu Wuqing. Such a corpse refining can only be used as a shield in the hands of foundation building children. In his own hands, he will be able to refine into a □□ puppet through secret methods, and his combat power will be greatly increased.

"Later, you light the soul lamp with me and collect the yuan God to see if you can receive the child's soul." elder Tang is cautious. After the friar builds the foundation, the spirit can be separated from the body. Since Chu Wuqing has refined the body, he can have other adventures. He can leave a residue of the soul after the body is destroyed by magic.

"After I find it, I will light the lamp with his ghost to..." Tang Chang's old saying didn't fall. His face suddenly changed. He turned around and saw that after the sword light dissipated, only a huge hole was left. Where was the body of Chu Wuqing.

"Elder?" the head of the friar Zhuji wondered. Isn't that strange young man dead? How could elder Tang show such an expression.

They knew the power of the immortal killing boat. Even the fake Taoist golden elixir could die without a whole body in the first burst. Moreover, the young man was just a foundation building friar.

The divine sense of friar Zhuji can only explore the surface things within a mile. Only the divine sense of friar Jindan can go deep, search, and even lock the target in the spell without damage.

Since the Tang elder awakened the war boat, the divine consciousness has been locked on Chu Wuqing. However, when the 49 sword lights are only one breath away from Chu Wuqing, Chu Wuqing suddenly disappears!

His target just disappeared from his eyes!

It's impossible!

"As I said, I'm not alone."

Chu Wuqing's voice suddenly came from the air, but he couldn't tell which direction it came from. It sounded like a cloud, with a casual smile.

If you listen to such a voice, anyone will feel very beautiful, and even can't help imagining what the owner of the voice looks like.

But at this moment, I only feel palpitation. There are not many monks who escaped from the first change of the battle array of killing immortal boat, but none of them is a real golden elixir and a glimmer of vitality in exchange for cultivation and life magic weapons.

No foundation building friar has ever escaped without losing a penny when the battle array changes. He is still so silent. No one is aware of it except Mr. Tang.

There was no time to respond. Soon, they heard countless steps coming from the foot of the mountain. These steps were neat and uniform. They could not hear much, but they could feel the momentum of this step.

Such a momentum can only be possessed by war cultivation with orthodox training.

They can't be more familiar with such a momentum. Lingyang gate is the sect with the most war cultivation in the whole cultivation world, and there is a famous immortal killing Legion in the whole cultivation world!

However, the Xianling sect, which is too weak to be called one of the top ten sects. Even the non mainstream sects such as the Moon Clan can trample on it at will. When did there be a war repair army?

Moreover, when they arrived, the divine consciousness searched the whole Xianling gate, and there was no one at all.

Chu Wuqing was very accurate. Before he built the foundation, xianlingmen had taken the absolute initiative in the battle with the moon treading sect. All that remained was unilateral suppression and dealing with the aftermath.

How could he be unprepared if he wanted to reach the number of cultivation levels of more than ten levels of Qi refining in violation of the way of heaven, and then take advantage of the situation to build a foundation.

I didn't plan for the worst. I knew that after the news of the day before yesterday, everyone was eyeing the fairy gate. The most important thing to despise was the Friar's greed. How could he? All the arrangements are just to prevent ordinary sects such as the moon treading sect, rather than the aggression of the top sects in the small world.

From the very beginning, Gu Yu's body was covered with high-level runes that could enable them to communicate with God.

Even Gu Yu can't draw such a talisman. If it is transmitted thousands of miles away, the divine consciousness will arrive in an instant without leaving any trace. It needs to have deep attainments in space talisman and time talisman array. Moreover, this talisman can also be used by gas refining monks.

Only Chu Wuqing, the son of the head of the Chu family, can be so extravagant and have such financial resources.

When Chu Wuqing began to build the foundation, he informed Gu Yu to take the main force back to the zongmen quickly with the transmission array, without worrying about the consumption of the spirit stone.

Transmitting Dharma arrays are very common in the middle world and the big world, because these Dharma arrays were built by monks in ancient times. After countless years, it is natural to open up countless transmission roads between important monk gathering points in various fortresses. As long as you have enough money, it is not impossible to travel thousands of miles a day through the transmitting array.

However, the teleportation array is extremely rare in the small world, because each teleportation array needs at least a high-level talisman to draw. The consumption of spiritual materials during production can ruin the property of a slightly ordinary sect.

No matter how talented Gu Yu is, he can not produce a large number of transmission arrays in a short time, but he can draw one-time transmission symbols.

Drawing such a talisman requires half the material of the transmission array at the same distance, but it can only be used once. What a loser.

Even if the Yuanying elder of the great world sect knew it, he would beat his chest and feet with heartache and scold loudly.

But Chu Wuqing thinks it's worth it. He built a foundation at Zufeng. Why didn't he lead the snake out of the cave and make an example of others.

In Chu Wuqing's dictionary, he never held back his grievances and never hid his power and bided his time.

With him, there will only be more and more strange places in Xianling gate, which will attract the peeping of all parties. Moreover, Xianling gate itself is the entrance to immortal cave. Since it can't change others' peeping and thinking, why don't you take the initiative from the beginning.

Even if there is a rare treasure in Xianling gate, everyone is afraid of the strength of Xianling gate and dare not bend to * to compete.

At the moment when countless sword lights were about to fall on him, Chu Wuqing's transmission symbol lit up and sent him to the transmission array at the foot of the mountain, just in time to meet with the returning Gu Yu army.

Step, step, the sound of the five thousand monks stepping together.

"Calm down." Tang Changlao gently said, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and his divine sense was released to the bottom of the mountain. He saw Zhan Xiu wearing the same dress, like a black cloud, rushing towards the top of the mountain.

After a brief sweep, there were twenty-five foundation builders.

Twenty five base building friars, such a number, in the past, Tang elders would not take it seriously, but now they appear in the Xianling sect, which surprised boss Tang.

As we all know, Xianling sect is a joke among the top ten sects. Without talking about the golden pill, there are only five friars who build the foundation. In other sects, he can only serve as a deacon. As a disciple, he has become an elder with real power in Xianling gate. It's a big joke.

Now, there are twenty-five foundational friars in the battle cultivation army of Xianling sect, but they haven't leaked any news before. Moreover, Tang Changlao has a hunch that the cards of Xianling sect are definitely more than that.

However, after five breath, the xianlingmen army reached the top of the mountain and surrounded the people of Lingyang sect.

Five thousand, five thousand people. At this moment, forty-nine foundation building elders also know the strength of the Xianling gate, and the five thousand people are still alive.

This kind of awe inspiring power is definitely not available to the temporary army in a short period of training. It can only be brought by drinking blood and defeating strong enemies!

Xianlingmen is really beyond their imagination. Even if their hearts churn, there is no change on the faces of the foundation building deacons. Instead, they look down on the army composed of the vast majority of Qi refining friars.

Looking down on the fairy gate has become something deep into their bones, even if the fairy gate has brought them too many accidents.

But it was just an accident.

Chu Wuqing was in the army, and Gu Yu was on his side. Gu Yu's face was always relaxed, but when he saw the war boat, he changed slightly, "Lord, this boat is not simple."

The foundation building elders of Xianling gate showed their eyes when they saw the war boat. They couldn't believe it.

At the same time, elder Tang smiled, "yellow mouth child, really have no knowledge. Do you think you can kill my Lingyang disciple?"

While talking, elder Tang's arm was raised again, but this time, it was just different from the first awakening of zhanzhou.

Just waving, there is an invisible artistic conception winding between his arms. It seems very slow, but in fact it is very fast.

With his arms raised, the momentum of the forty-nine foundation builders also climbed to the peak.

"The second array, change!"

As soon as the word changed, old Tang Chang's right hand fell with a thunderous momentum. In a moment, he saw bursts of yellow sand surging up in the originally empty air, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping from nothingness.