Chapter 242 Broken
The Tiangang Divine Thunder Talisman is a fourth-level mid-grade spiritual talisman. The price of a Divine Thunder Talisman is 6,000 spirit stones, which is already more than a fourth-level low-grade magic weapon.
Refining this kind of spiritual talisman is difficult. Not only does it require very advanced talisman-making skills, but also the Leilinggen monks are required to communicate the vitality of the world and seal the Tiangang divine thunder into the talisman. This requires the person who makes the talisman to have a cultivation level above the Zifu stage.
The Qingxuan Sect has been passed down for three thousand years, and there are only six Tiangang Divine Thunder Talismans in the sect’s treasure house.
In order to break through Zhemei Mountain’s defensive formation, Li Zigong, the elder of the General Affairs Hall, opened the sect’s treasure house in advance and took out four divine thunder talismans. They used them together to achieve immediate results.
A huge white thunder fell from the sky, instantly penetrated the defensive light curtain of Zhe Mei Mountain, and hit the monks holding the formation flag, killing more than a hundred people on the spot. Among these more than a hundred people, there were also three monks in the foundation building stage.
There are only a thousand monks in total on Zhemei Mountain, and there are only twenty-two monks in the foundation-building stage. One-tenth of the soldiers died in an instant, making the low-level monks below extremely frightened.
There were more than thirty Qi Refining monks who couldn’t hold on any longer. They abandoned the formation flags in their hands and fled down Zhemei Mountain in a panic.
Qingxuanzong Jiji, who had been preparing for a long time, was about to kill these deserters when he saw Li Zigong wave his hand and said: “Don’t act rashly, let them go.”
Seeing that some people successfully escaped from the battlefield, more monks gave up their responsibilities.
Especially the Qi-training monks guarding the mountain, when Qingxuanzong asked them to escape, large-scale chaos immediately broke out. More than two to three hundred Qi-training monks abandoned their formation flags and fled down Zhemei Mountain in a panic.
Without the large number of monks in the Qi training period to control the formation and provide mana, the power of Zhemei Mountain’s defense formation would only be 20 to 30%. If Wan Qingyuan wanted to hold the formation, he could only leave more people on the mountain.
Now that the monks guarding the mountain were uneasy and a wave of fleeing had formed, Wan Qingyuan had no choice but to shout angrily: “Chengfeng, Tinglou, you two personally take action, kill a few deserters, use your heads to intimidate these vassals, and let them Wake up and wake up.”
Among the monks guarding the mountain, in addition to Wan Qingyuan, the Zifu, the core below are Lu Chengfeng and Feng Louting.
Lu Chengfeng is Wan Qingyuan’s direct disciple, and his cultivation level has reached the eighth level. He is usually the most loved by Wan Qingyuan, and he has been practicing beside Wan Qingyuan.
Feng Louting is a monk from Feng Castle. His status in the Hongshan Sect is the same as that of Zhang Hanyan. His cultivation level is higher than that of Hanyan, and he has already built nine floors.
Because Feng Castle has been destroyed, Feng Louting and Qingxuanzong already have irresolvable hatred. Now that Zhemei Mountain is trapped and it is impossible to get reinforcements, he has already determined to die. Even if he cannot defend Zhemei Mountain, he will kill several enemies to avenge his family.
As soon as Wan Qingyuan finished speaking, Fenglouting transformed into a sword of light and cast the sword in succession. With a slight twist of the flying sword in his hand, he chopped off the head of a deserter. This man was so ruthless that he killed more than a dozen people in just a short moment.
This tragic scene instantly woke up the Qi-training monks below. They saw Wan Patriarch of Zifu staring at this place, with the evil star Fenglouting beside him. These Qi-training monks knew that escape was impossible, so they could only suppress the fear in their hearts and reluctantly returned to the formation.
However, there were about a hundred monks who escaped from Zhe Mei Mountain. Compared with their companions on the mountain, these people were undoubtedly luckier. Even if they became casual cultivators, they could barely save their lives.
The effect of the four Tiangang Divine Thunder Talismans was astonishing. One hundred people were killed and hundreds of people were scared away in one blow. The number of monks on the mountain was instantly reduced by 20%.
Following Li Zigong’s order, the monks controlled by the Qianli Rui Golden Formation went a little deeper into the formation. A golden arrow with a radius of ten miles pierced the defensive light curtain fiercely. It was just a little short of piercing the light curtain and breaking through the formation.
At this time, Zhemei Mountain’s defensive formation was already difficult to support. Seeing that Sun Changgeng and others were about to take action again, Wan Qingyuan’s face turned red, his eyes were bright, and he had a determination to look forward to death.
Sun Changgeng, Zhao Xinlian, and Han Wangpeng saw the critical moment and threw down a sparkling formation flag with a wave of their hands.
Three light pillars fiercely opened the defensive light curtain. With the help of these three light curtains, the golden arrowheads led by Li Zigong finally penetrated the defensive light curtain and successfully broke through into the formation.
Although Wan Qingyuan is not an formation master, his expression changed when he saw the three formation flags, and he blurted out: “Three Talents Locking Formation. To deal with me, Wan Qingyuan, today I invited the Three Talents formation flags, and I, Wan, also It’s a well-deserved death.”
The Sancai Soul Locking Formation is one of the most important formations of the Qingxuan Sect, ranking fourth among the sect formations in terms of inheritance.
The three formation flags are all fourth-level high-grade magic weapons, and the combined power is extremely powerful. As long as three Zifu monks use them together, they are enough to defeat Liang Taixu, who is holding a fifth-level magic weapon.
Compared with the other three more powerful formations in the sect, the Sancai Spirit Locking Formation is not only convenient to set up, but also the most offensive.
After breaking through the formation, the Qingxuan Sect monks immediately burst into cheers. Zhang Zhixuan and other Taicheng County monks followed Sun Changgeng and the others and rushed to the gate of Zhemei Mountain.
Wan Qingyuan was already determined to die. Seeing that the formation had been breached, he decided to blow up the spiritual veins and pollute the spiritual fields, leaving no one to the Qingxuan Sect.
“Lou Ting, you lead people to blow up the spiritual cave. Chengfeng today we will fight to the death with the Qingxuan Sect monks, and we will have to pull one or two people on our backs before we die.”
With a trace of madness in Wan Qingyuan’s eyes, he waved his sleeves and flew into the sky, killing Li Zigong who was the first to attack the mountain gate.
Wan Qingyuan has cultivated to the fourth floor of the Purple Mansion. In terms of cultivation, he is not as good as Li Zigong, but now he is focused on fighting for his life. Instead, he beat Li Zigong back repeatedly. Even the foundation-building monks who were following Li Zigong were driven into madness. Wan Qingyuan came and killed three people in a row.
Li Zigong had been in charge of the General Affairs Hall for many years and was very majestic in the sect. However, he was defeated continuously by Wan Qingyuan, who was not as good as him in cultivation, and his face suddenly became gloomy.
But he was unwilling to let him fight Wan Qingyuan for his life.
Just when Li Zigong was in a dilemma, Sun Changgeng’s three Zifus had already killed Zhemei Mountain with hundreds of foundations.
The three of them used the Three Talents Soul Locking Formation, formed three light curtains, and fiercely enveloped Wan Qingyuan into the light curtain.
“Junior Brother Li, you lead the people to eliminate the remaining enemies. Don’t let anyone blow up the spiritual veins, otherwise we will suffer a huge loss in this battle.”
Sun Changgeng, Han Wangpeng, and Zhao Xinlian besieged Wan Qingyuan, and Li Zigong led thousands of monks to the gate of Zhemei Mountain.
Zhang Zhixuan and other monks from Taicheng County initially followed Sun Changgeng, and now followed Li Zigong to attack Zhemei Mountain. Their group of troops was strong. All enemies standing in front of him were killed by everyone in an instant.
Everyone had just reached the top of the mountain and was preparing to disperse the wind to wipe out the remaining enemies, when they heard a rumble and an explosion.
Zhang Zhixuan and others had heard this sound once. His heart tightened and he immediately said to himself: “Oh no, the monk guarding the mountain blew up the spiritual cave. Once the spiritual secret is leaked, the level of this spiritual vein will be greatly reduced.”
A fourth-level spiritual vein was damaged. Even though it was impossible for this spiritual vein to fall into the hands of the Zhang family, Zhang Zhixuan’s face showed a trace of physical pain.
(End of chapter)