Mechanical male god [unworn ancient]

Master Zhiqing, the head of the Lingzong, glanced at the ancestor who was sullen and silent, so he had no choice but to come out to smooth things over.

"Junior Brother Yi Ming, I really can't blame Master for this. At the beginning, no one thought that Ji Heng was so capable, let alone..."

"What's more?" Mo Yiming interrupted the head of the Lingzong ruthlessly, and roared loudly: "I told you not to trouble Ji Heng, why didn't you listen? It's the same at this point. You are to blame!"

In front of all the elders in the Tai Chi Hall, Mo Yiming reprimanded them as if he was reprimanding the juniors, but there was no change in the face of the head of the Lingzong. He even took two steps back quietly, cursed secretly in his heart, but had to be patient and continue to explain.

"Junior Brother Yi Ming, the situation was critical at the time. Who would have thought that Ji Heng would be able to come out after entering the Hell of Fire? Besides, you didn't make it clear to us at the time. If we knew this earlier, who would dare not bother to win him over? Will there be the current situation?"

Mo Yiming frowned, and looked suspiciously at Zhiqing, "So you're saying that all of this is my fault?"

Seeing Mo Yiming's slightly gloomy gaze, the head of the Spirit Sect immediately thought, and quickly waved his hands to clear the relationship, "No, no, no, I definitely don't mean that."

No matter how you look at it, Mo Yiming is only at the peak of Foundation Establishment. If an outsider sees the majestic head of the Lingzong, the strong man at the peak of Yuanying, bowing his knees and throwing away his helmet and armor in front of a junior in the Foundation Establishment period, his jaw will drop in shock. , and then suspected that the young man was actually a giant disguised as a low-level monk, but Mo Yiming was indeed just a young man who built a foundation.

Everyone here is not surprised by the scene in front of them, and no one dares to speak out.

Seeing that his disciple was forced by his son to make cold sweat break out from his forehead, Patriarch Du'er, who was sitting on the head seat, finally said, "Okay, stop making trouble."

However, the next moment he was pushed back by his own son.

Mo Yiming was not afraid at all of this father who had transformed himself into a god. He even glared at Patriarch Du'er, "That's right, I'm just making trouble! I'm not only going to make trouble, but I'm going to send back all the people on the front line! "

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. The ancestor doted on Mo Yiming so much that he even gave him the sparrow charm that could command the monks. The layout is all in vain.

Patriarch Du'er lowered his head, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down at his son standing below.

Not to mention the elders, even the head of the Lingzong sect would be so frightened that his two strands of sweat would break out in cold sweat if he stood under the gaze of the ancestor for a while, but Mo Yiming was not afraid at all. On his young face, his eyes were bright and energetic. , full of youthful spirit, and his tone was extremely angry, "I don't understand, the Great Formation for Seizing Luck has been destroyed by Ji Heng, and the luck that the sect has won from other places will slowly be lost, and return to the place where it should belong. They are in their positions. Without the threat of luck being taken away, our sect only needs to make an apology to those sects and give more compensation. Most people are willing to reconcile with the Lingzong, and the team drawn by the Sword Sect will be in no time. Most of them can disperse, after all, those middle and lower sects are small and weak, not many are willing to take the risk of being wiped out with us to the end. Without the support of those sects, Jianzong alone will definitely not be able to do us Yes! Such a good form, why do you have to go to war with them?"

Mo Yiming's tone gradually softened, and there was still a bit of youthful innocence in his expression. He persuaded: "Ji Heng doesn't have to worry, as long as we don't attack the wind, he won't target us for no reason. It can be seen that Ji Heng's body is surrounded by a thick layer of golden light of merit and virtue. He has kind thoughts in his heart, and he has no murderous crimes on his body. Presumably he is unwilling to hurt others. I haven't seen that although he demolished many places in the sect last time, But he is extremely measured, aren't all the elders all right?"

After hearing these words, everyone in the Tai Chi Hall fell silent again.

Mo Yiming looked around, the smooth black marble floor clearly reflected the doubts on his face, "Why don't you talk?

In the silence, the head of the Lingzong sighed, and said: "The current situation is beyond the control of the Lingzong. The demons have also sent troops."

"The demons?" Mo Yiming blinked, wondering, "What does it have to do with the demons?" After speaking, his face turned pale, "I saw... a group of demons attacked from the other side of the Taiji Mountain Range Come up..."

Everyone's complexion changed, and Patriarch Du'er disappeared in place with a wave of his sleeve robe. The head of the Lingzong quickly summoned all disciples to martial law.

Seeing the elders who stayed in the Tai Chi Hall rushed out one by one like burning their butts, Mo Yiming quickly reached out and grabbed one, and asked with a pale face: "What's going on? Isn't the demons in Jiyuan? Didn't they never ask about the world of cultivating immortals? Why did they suddenly help Jianzong beat us?"

The elder who was held back by him had a bitter face, and said helplessly: "According to the news from the spies, it seems that Feng Qiyin has an old relationship with the Demon Venerable, so he specially invited the Demon Venerable to help him. The Nascent Soul stage is about the same, so don't be too scruples, but he actually brought fifty thousand demon soldiers."

"Fifty thousand!" Mo Yiming opened his mouth wide.Although the cultivation base of the magic soldiers is only in the foundation building stage, they are different from the monks who do their own thing during the fighting. After training, these magic soldiers are all good fighters. If a thousand magic soldiers form a formation to attack, it is enough to kill several people. Jindan monk!There are also many formations in the Lingzong, but there is no formation of thousands of people that can compete with the magic soldiers!Now that the Spirit Sect has lost the great array of seizing luck, its luck has begun to decline, and it has gradually become difficult to fight against the Sword Sect. Now with the addition of fifty thousand demon soldiers, isn't it killing the Spirit Sect?

Mo Yiming put all his thoughts on his face, and the elder understood what he was thinking at a glance, and said: "The head has long received the news that the demons have crossed the endless river, and recently sent a lot of people to the front line Manpower, but I didn't expect them to sneak up from the back mountain, where there is a poisonous miasma, even Golden Core cultivators can't stay for long..." The elder paused, then slapped his head suddenly, and shouted: "No, it's not right now. The physique of the demon race is not afraid of any miasma at all, why have I never thought about this layer? Could it be really affected by the exhaustion of luck?" After finishing speaking, he also hurried out.

In the huge Tai Chi Hall, Mo Yiming was the only one left in the blink of an eye.

He was stunned for a while, and then walked out.

But at this time, at the border between Lingzong and Jianzong, Feng Qieyin jumped down from the cloud boat, swept across with his sword, and the powerful sword energy tore through the barrier, and cut several foundation-building monks in front of him with a sword. !

Blood rained down, drenching the lush forest below.

A few drops of the sprayed blood landed on Feng Qieyin's face, making his sharp eyebrows look a bit evil.

Feng Qi Yin Hengjian was in front of him, staring coldly at the few Lingzong monks who were expressive in front of him, and he didn't care when he watched them retreat to move reinforcements.At the same time, several shouts of surprise came from below.

"The Sword Sect sent someone!"

"We are saved!"

"Great!"

That was a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect.

Over the past few days, they have fought repeatedly against Lingzong, and the division of power between Jianzong and Lingzong has been pushed inward by more than thousands of miles.The entire Liuyun Sect faction that was the front line was slaughtered, and it was the turn of the Qingcheng Sect.

They have been suffering for the past two days, and they finally received reinforcements from Jianzong, how could they not be ecstatic.

Pei Yu asked the two juniors to cover the retreat of the injured disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, and asked Pei Song to drive the cloud boat into the monks of the Lingzong, arbitrarily disrupting their formation.

Jianzong started his real counterattack from this day on.

On the fifth day of May, [-] demon soldiers from the demon race crossed the Endless River.

On the sixth day of May, Pei Yufeng led dozens of Jianzong disciples to wipe out the monks of the Lingzong Siege Qingcheng School in one fell swoop.

In the last ten days of May, the Lingyun Sect, a subsidiary sect of the Lingzong, was broken, and the head of the sect abandoned the mountain and fled, disappearing into the human world.

At the beginning of June, Shang Yuanzong, a sect affiliated with Lingzong, was destroyed.

Liu Yuejishuo, Yun Yanzong, a sect affiliated to the Lingzong, feigned surrender, and the head of the sect was beheaded by Feng Qiyin with a sword.

In the seventh month, [-] demon soldiers approached the outskirts of Taiji Mountain.

On July [-]th, the barrier of the outer gate of the Lingzong was broken, and the head of the Lingzong died when he was hit on the Tongtian pillar in front of the gate of the Lingzong.

On July [-]th, Patriarch Du'e took action in person, severely injured several Jindan elders of the Sword Sect, and beheaded [-] demon soldiers!

On the same day, Pei Yu was seriously injured and disappeared, and Pei Yuyi was poisoned and fell into a coma.

The fierce battle for two consecutive months ended in a stalemate.

It was night, Feng Qiyin hugged Pei Yuyi, who had bruised lips, and returned to the cloud boat parked outside the Lingzong. As soon as his feet hit the ground, several senior brothers immediately surrounded him.

"Is little junior sister okay? Where's the doctor? Call the doctor!"

"Keep your voice down, the head of the sect was wounded by that Du'er patriarch during the day, and he is currently healing his wounds!"

Surrounded by several seniors, Feng Qieyin carried Pei Yuyi into the room, and the next moment, Dong Jingzhi was hastily pulled in by Pei Ruo.

Feng Qiyin looked at Pei Yuyi lying on the bed breathing weakly, and his heart became heavier.

In the past two months, although they have won every time, the price they paid was also heavy. Jianzong almost went out, and his disciples suffered countless injuries. Yuqing and Yuhua's two uncles fell, and Pei Yu and Peiqing were seriously injured and disappeared a few days ago. There is no news, and now even the little junior sister has suffered.

But until now, they have united with the demons, but they have not even been able to break through the barrier of the inner sect of the Lingzong.

Feng Qiyin couldn't help but think of the scene when Ji Heng led him through the Spirit Sect's barrier easily, and the more he thought about it, the more he regretted letting Ji Heng go so easily.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Heng had been away for more than two months, but there was no news, Feng Qieyin felt a little uneasy.

He turned his head to look at Pei Yuyi, and saw that her body was covered with scars, and her supposedly pretty and beautiful face was covered with a layer of purple gray due to poisoning. He couldn't help feeling distressed and blamed himself. Don't let her go to the battlefield!

"The wind sings." Dong Jingzhi felt his pulse and pondered for a moment, then suddenly called out.

Feng Qiyin took a few steps forward and said, "What are your orders, sir? Is it my junior sister..."

The others also looked extremely nervous.

Dong Jingzhi said: "This poison can be cured, but there is a lack of medicine to induce it. You can go to Yinglan Mountain to get a medicine." As he spoke, he told the appearance of the medicine in detail and listened to the wind, "Yinglan Mountain has a special environment. , this medicine is only available there, you go as soon as possible, it is best to come back before nightfall tomorrow, if it is too late, it will be too late."