Cultivating Immortality: Taking on the cause and taking over the result, fellow Taoists, help me!

After leaving the alley, Lu Ming became more aware of how chaotic the city was now, and the scene was simply a chaos.

Boom!

Ping ping pong!

The sounds of explosions of spells and clashes of magic weapons are endless.

Suddenly, another loud noise was heard, and a small two-story attic collapsed and turned into ruins.

From the ruins, several streams of light rushed out, each with excited faces, stuffing the resources snatched from their arms into storage bags.

Then they rushed to other magnificent buildings with joy.

He was still shouting.

"Brothers, what are you doing here in a daze? You're going to fucking grab it!"

Lu Ming watched all this silently. Many casual cultivators who were usually honest and kind had now turned into the most greedy calamity cultivators.

For countless casual cultivators, the chaos in the city is an opportunity that they may not encounter in their lifetime.

Lu Ming also saw a monk who was hiding his figure, his body was filled with demonic energy, his eyes were glowing with blood, and he was killing people in a shop.

"Oh, I met a real demon cultivator."

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, he wanted to get this guy's hands and use soul searching to get his skills.

But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it. Now is not a good time.

There is no need to risk your own safety for a small gain.

Lu Ming quickly approached the core area, where a large number of monks were now gathered.

Although there is still some chaos, at least order still exists, and the Murong family law enforcement team can be seen still maintaining order.

However, there are many people who can't tell the difference. Those who are dazzled by the immediate benefits actually have the idea of ​​​​the Murong family.

As soon as he made a move, he was slapped into blood mist by a monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining from the Murong family.

After a lot of efforts to scare the monkeys, the monks in the core area have stabilized a lot, and no one dares to make any changes anymore.

"Don't worry, everyone, as long as our Murong family is still here, we will not let you be harmed.

As long as you abide by the rules of our Murong family, your safety can still be guaranteed. "

High in the sky, the voice of the monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining was spread by the amplification spell.

"Our Qingtian Cloud Covering Formation in Qingzhufang City is a second-level high-grade formation.

Even the foundation-building monks find it difficult to break through, and even some first-order demon beasts are even more impossible to do so.

Besides, the ancestor is still here, so everyone will definitely be in peace. "

As if to prove that what he said was true, the monk cultivating the ninth level of Qi took out a mysterious mirror, which showed the scene outside the formation.

In the picture, only the blue-green light curtain of the formation can be seen, firmly blocking many monsters from outside.

Many large monster beasts continued to collide and attack, but they were not shaken in the slightest.

Immediately afterwards, the runes on the light screen gathered together and turned into small blue balls, falling from the sky and striking many monsters below.

Those small green balls look inconspicuous, but each blow is equivalent to a full-strength blow from Qi Refining Dzogchen.

Boom boom boom!

Many monsters were pierced by the green balls, or exploded into minced meat, with blood and water splashing everywhere.

Lu Ming was mixed in the crowd, watching this scene, and he didn't feel relaxed at all.

If it was just this level of strength, then Taoist Huangmei would have underestimated the Murong family's heritage.

But he naturally hopes that things will go smoothly and nothing will happen again.

‘Once this matter is over, I’ll give Taoist Huangmei some side effects! ’

Lu Ming thought this in his heart.

The list of foundation-building monks is enough for him to practice, and he might even be able to try foundation-building.

Without looking any further, Lu Ming walked towards the central area. He had never been to Fang City for so long.

Mainly, outsiders are not allowed in at ordinary times.

What he now reveals is the eighth level of Qi Refining. Although he is not among the top people in the city, no one will underestimate him.

Wherever he passed, the monks all around gave way.

Lu Ming glanced at the crowd around him and saw some familiar people.

Ling Zhifu's old man Zhou and Zhang Li's family were also there.

All monks know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. After thinking about it, they know that coming to the core area to receive the protection of the Murong family is the right choice.

However, Zhou Yang was not seen in the crowd, so he didn't know what happened to this kid.

Lu Ming was too busy taking care of himself before that he didn't spare the energy to ask Zhou Yang.

'Hope he's okay. ’

Although Zhou Yang had more business dealings with him and Lu Ming didn't owe him anything, after all, this Ma Zai was so easy to use that he didn't want anything to happen to him.

Lu Ming would only lend a helping hand when he was able. Now that the crisis was approaching and he was unable to protect himself, he would not be overly sympathetic.

As time passes quietly.

Three days passed.

For the monks, time flies by in a snap.

But no one had ever felt that these three days were so difficult.

The roars of the monsters outside not only did not disappear, but became louder and louder, and the tremors on the ground continued and never stopped.

Every tremor seemed like a sledgehammer hitting everyone's hearts, making many people's faces turn pale and their legs and feet became weak.

Many monks have never seen a beast tide in their lives, and most of them have been recorded in ancient books.

Now that we meet him, the feeling of suffocation is indescribable.

Several monks from the Murong family were full of confidence at the beginning, but now their expressions are uncertain.

From the very beginning, he was able to control the offensive formations and magic weapons, but now he can only struggle to defend.

Their hearts gradually sank to the bottom.

Although the second-level formation can stop the beast tide, the resources invested every day can only be described as terrifying.

Every minute and every second is a large amount of spiritual stone investment.

How long they can persist depends only on how many spirit stones they have,

The cultivators of the Murong family looked at each other and exchanged glances.

The reason why they gathered so many independent cultivators was not because they were kind-hearted, but because independent cultivators were also a kind of resource.

If they didn't have enough spirit stones, they could take them from them. If the formation was broken, they would also be a flesh-and-blood barrier.

At this time, they had already made plans to collect spirit stones from the independent cultivators.

As for whether someone would not give...

No one really thought that the Murong family was easy to talk to.

Just when the cultivator of the ninth level of Qi Refining was about to announce to everyone that he would collect spirit stones.

Roar!

A deafening beast roar far beyond the past came.

Even though it was separated by the second-level formation light curtain, it made the sea of ​​consciousness of the cultivators present confused and their consciousness blurred.

Boom——

At this time, there was a roar in the sky, making a huge sound of wind and thunder.

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, and they all looked up, and then their faces changed drastically.