Miss Feng Wu, the female alchemy goddess, is busy refining alchemy

Seeing this, those who had provoked him spoke even more harshly, and even cursed out loud.

The people around were not idle either. They used various magical weapons to attack the protective formation. A circle of monks gathered around to watch the fun and cheer.

Some of the Yun League disciples could no longer bear it and wanted to go out and duel with them, but were stopped by their fellow disciples.

"They are deliberately trying to provoke you so that you can get out. Don't fall into their trap."

The disciple's chest was heaving with anger, but he was persuaded to stop by his fellow disciples.

For a while, we were in a stalemate again, and then we simply stayed away from them and ignored their shouting and cursing.

The people outside couldn't attack in, so the disciples of Yunmeng felt relieved.

This was the chaotic scene that Feng Yunzhao saw when he rushed to Yunmeng.

There were many cultivators outside the Yun Alliance, some even set up camp outside the Yun Alliance and kept attacking the protective formation.

Although this formation can resist attacks from cultivators below the Spirit Severing Stage, it cannot withstand continuous attacks from so many people.

At first, the defensive formation outside the Yun Alliance did play some role and scared away some monks.

But the remaining people seemed determined to attack, and it felt like they were being instructed by someone else.

Feng Yunzhao explored the periphery for two days before he understood the situation clearly and then he took his uncle and quietly entered through the secret passage.

When Tang’s cousin saw his parents, he could hardly believe his eyes. He excitedly went forward, held their hands and told them about his worries and longing.

Several people hugged each other and cried, venting their emotions.

Then, after they were all stable, they discussed what had happened in the past few days.

Judging from their brief account of the situation, signs of unrest had already appeared not long after she left.

Are the people in the Imperial City unable to endure it anymore? It seems that the strength of one person is not enough.

However, with the support of the Soul Luo Palace behind them, and the news of his own death has not been confirmed, they dare not act rashly and can only wait and see.

Once the news is confirmed, the Imperial City will definitely take action immediately.

Feng Yunzhao narrowed his eyes. These people were really eager for fame and fortune.

"It's no use for those people outside to attack the magic circle day and night. Go and move all the low-grade spiritual weapons in the warehouse. It's time for the disciples of the Yun League to train and see how well they have learned."

Du Rou ran out happily when she heard her master's order. She couldn't wait to kill the bastard outside.

When the disciples in the alliance learned that their leader had returned, they immediately rubbed their swords excitedly. They were waiting for the leader to give orders and had been feeling very frustrated these days.

The sudden change in the situation within the Yun Alliance also attracted the attention of people outside.

"Hey, why do I feel that their disciples are a little different today? They actually dare to provoke us?"

"Damn it, do you think we can't break in? You actually dared to give me the middle finger."

The person who spoke angrily clenched the knife in his hand and attacked the protective formation, but the knife was bounced back by the protective formation, but the force was obviously much weaker than before.

Suddenly his eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly:

"Hahaha, their protective magic circle has weakened. Fellow Taoists, if you work harder, you will soon be able to break this turtle shell."

"Ouch."

As he finished speaking, excited howls rang out beside him. It is said that there are many good things in the Cloud Alliance, all of which are rare treasures.

Now their eyes were glowing red as they attacked the magic circle with all their might.

Feng Yunzhao watched this scene from the dark and couldn't help but frown. Through secret observation, he found several leaders and needed to catch them for questioning.

Looking at the weak light emanating from the magic circle, an idea immediately flashed through my mind.

While the people outside were attacking excitedly, the disciples in the Yun Alliance had already been equipped, and each of them carried a few spiritual weapons.

Each person was also equipped with several bottles of pills, including several blasting pills.

There has never been such a prosperous war, and everyone's face was filled with excitement.

Lian Song Fucheng and his daughter prepared a lot of talismans and distributed them. It was the first time for some disciples to use these high-level talismans.

Feng Yunzhao suddenly threw a compass into the center of the magic circle, and the dim protective formation suddenly became bright again. Those cultivators were shocked far away by the formation.

He stood up in a panic and looked at the increasingly bright magic circle in confusion.

"What's going on? Why did the defensive formation that was about to be successfully attacked by us become even stronger?"

Everyone around stared at the mysterious scene in front of them with wide eyes. The magic circle suddenly fluctuated and dozens of disciples from the Yun Alliance came out.

Their attire was somewhat incongruous, and they carried various spiritual weapons on their bodies, making them look like arms dealers.

“Hahahaha, have you equipped all the treasures in the sect? I didn’t expect that we could scare you this much.”

The laughter continued, and the monks around laughed out loud.

The Yun League disciples completely ignored their ridicule, remembered the League Leader's orders, and attacked several key members.

The incident happened too quickly and the monks were caught off guard at first, but they quickly reacted and rushed forward, shouting.

The scene became chaotic, with two groups of people fighting each other. The Yun Alliance disciples' seemingly desperate fighting style really frightened those cultivators.

From time to time, loud explosions could be heard, and some disciples threw out blasting pills.

The loud noise frightened the monks, and they were followed by several screams.

The loud noise was like a signal, and the disciples of the Yun League took out blasting pills and threw them at the opposite side.

Explosions sounded one after another, screams were heard, smoke and dust covered my eyes, and I could hear coughs.

When the smoke cleared, a group of people were lying on the ground, holding their wounds and wailing.

Seeing this situation, someone couldn't help but shout to the back:

"How long are you going to stand there? Why don't you take action?" As he finished speaking, a dozen men in black appeared from behind.

They wrapped themselves up completely, as if they were afraid of being seen by others.

Feng Yunzhao was watching them closely in the dark, and there was indeed someone behind the scenes.

The cultivation base of these men in black is obviously much higher than those minions in front. They are all powerful warriors in the early stage of Spirit Transformation.

No wonder these people can clamor so unscrupulously. With these people behind them, they do have the capital to be so rampant.

What puzzled Feng Yunzhao was why these people hadn't taken action before? What was their purpose in hiding behind?

But she soon found out that the man in black used a killing move right from the start, and one disciple was caught off guard and had his neck strangled.

Seeing such a vicious move, the disciples of the Yun League gathered together and watched them cautiously.