Flying boats were docked one by one, and countless monks wearing blue and black clothes and fierce expressions rushed in directly under the leadership of a monk holding a broad sword.

"When the enemy attacks, all the disciples of Yunhua Sect obey orders and prepare to face the enemy!" The elder said.

The next moment, the formations of each peak were activated, and figures also rose into the air. Countless magic weapons and magic flew out, and they met the monks from each peak.

Just as Lin Qianxing was hesitating whether to participate in the war, a magnificent spiritual sense swept over and immediately sent a voice to many disciples of the Pill Hall, saying, "Pupils of the Pill Hall of the Star Peak are ordered and stand by on the spot, don't join the war recklessly."

When Lin Qianxing heard the sound, he also suddenly realized.

He is a logistics worker, what does this kind of fight have to do with him?

At this time, the leading sword-holding cultivator suddenly spoke: "True Man Yunhua, you have indeed been seriously injured in the previous battle with the ancestor. You dare not come out even if you were chopped."

The sound spread throughout the Yunhua Sect, obviously deliberately disrupting the morale of the army.

"Damn the magic cultivator of the Fantasy Sea Sect, don't be rampant!" A golden figure rose from the Divine Sword Peak and slashed directly at the man with a sword light.

"Qin Jianxin? Five hundred years ago, I was afraid of you three points. Now that I have swallowed the ancestor's immortal essence pill, my cultivation level is no longer the same as before!"

Love ~!

The sword light and the sword light in the sky intertwined, and they immediately separated quickly and fought each other again.

"Brother Qin, I'll help you."

With a shout, a red figure also flew out of Xuanlong Peak.

"Hou Zhongyao, your opponent is me!"

At the same time, a figure flew out from the enemy's warship and intercepted the red figure.

Then, the real people from Feihe Peak, Piaomiao Peak, and Yuhua Peak flew out one after another and began to face the enemy.

The other party also has corresponding real people to deal with it. Overall, it seems that the Yunhua Sect is still at a disadvantage?

Looking at this scene, Lin Qianxing's eyes hopped slightly. For some reason, his spiritual sense faintly told him that the Yunhua Sect was about to be destroyed.

He didn't want something wrong with the Yunhua Sect in his heart. If the Yunhua Sect fell, where did he get so many resources for his cultivation?

However, Lin Qianxing still had a hint of hope.

The sect leader Murong Yunhua has not appeared yet, and things should not have reached a desperate situation.

That is a great master who has reached the second level of cultivation and the bright artistic state. The old monster who has lived for almost 40,000 years should not have no trump card, right?

And this is his temple, so there must be a backup plan.

Sure enough, at the next moment, a majestic spiritual consciousness suddenly spread from Yunhua Peak to the entire secret realm space, instantly causing the invading demon cultivators to stagnate.

"Hahahaha, Murong Yunhua, you are finally willing to come out." An old voice came from the demon cultivator.

At the same time, an equally powerful spiritual sense emerged, competing with Murong Yunhua's spiritual sense, instantly regaining the movements of the demon cultivators.

A vicissitudes of voice came from Yunhua Peak and said: "Divine Lord of the Illusion Sea, are you really afraid of attracting real practitioners from all over the world to attack him?"
Chapter completed!