Chapter 79

Yan Xi was about to fly away from Qishan when he suddenly stopped.

The powerful spiritual consciousness spread out, and when you see the tragic battle situations below the Qishan Mountains, your deep eyes slightly moved.

His eyes stopped somewhere and fell.

At this time, the Qinglan Sect had truly reached the point of life and death. Everyone was seriously injured. If it weren't for the tenacity of gritting their teeth and perseverance, they would have been completely destroyed by the demon clan long ago.

In comparison, the situation of the demon clan is much better. Two wolves died, one of the Tianlang clan members was killed together, and the others were only slightly injured.

Looking at the dead wolf and his tribe, the Tianlang tribe was even more cruel. His terrible appearance even scared the barbarians with them.

The leader of the Qinglan Sect, Lao Mifeng, had his cultivation level in the divine stage. In order to protect the disciples in the sect, he almost even had his spiritual consciousness dispersed. Fortunately, the disciples fought to save them to death and survived their lives, but they were so serious that they couldn't even stand.

Mi Feng lay on the ground, looking at the young disciples who were blocking his body in front of him. They were all the best among the younger generation of Qinglan Sect. They were the hope of Qinglan Sect. Are you going to bury your bones here now?

Finally, two disciples could not hold on and were sneak attacked by the demon clan and slapped out. The defensive formation had a serious gap because the two of them were missing.

The demon clan took the opportunity to attack along the gap. The Qinglan Sect disciples who had lost their last defense were all shot out under a series of attacks by the demon clan.

The demon clan showed a cruel smile and rushed over with weapons, obviously trying to kill.

Mi Feng was anxious and wanted to stand up with the sword, but he had reached his limit. He spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell down.

Tears flowed down, mixed with blood fell to the ground, Mi Feng was already desperate.

Just as the demon clan was about to chop onto the Qinglan Sect's disciples, a spiritual power suddenly appeared from the side, easily blocking the demon clan's attack. The demon clan looked behind them in horror.

Mifeng blinked his tearful eyes before seeing the situation ahead. His turbid gaze suddenly lit up, and he shouted in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Yanxi."

Yan Xi held his hands with a faint expression. He glanced at him and slowly walked towards the demon clan.

The momentum of his body was too strong. Feeling the terrifying pressure on him, the Tianlang clan and the barbarian clan were suppressed and retreated.

He went further and they took a step back.

Qinglan sent his disciples to help each other and stood up, came to Mifeng's side, and blocked him with their bodies.

The demon clan looked at Yan Xi with fear, and the person led by the Tianlang clan looked sinister: "Who are you? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, get out of here, otherwise you will die without a place to bury."

Yan Xi had a expressionless face: "I don't even know who I am, I dare to talk to me like this. You can die without a burial place now."

That Tianlang Clan has a great status in the clan. No one dared to talk to him like this. His demonic power was surging, and he rushed towards Yan Xi.

Yan Xi's expression remained unchanged, his fingers raised lightly, and a terrible spiritual power flew out from his fingertips and penetrated into the eyebrows of the Tianlang tribe.

The man looked horrified, his eyes raked, and his body fell down stiffly, losing his life.

All the demon clan members were so scared that they retreated repeatedly, and a strong fear arose in their hearts.

Who is this person? With a raising hand, he can destroy the highest cultivation among them?

Yan Xi looked faint and did not take action. He just stood there in the same place with no expression on his face.

The demon clans looked at him with defense and looked at each other. The Tianlang clan looked vicious and wanted to fight to the death, but the barbarians led the team shook their heads. The other party was too powerful and they could not win. After moving a few steps back, they had already developed the intention of retreating.

The Tianlang tribe looked at them contemptuously, snorted coldly, stood up with five people, and at the same time used powerful demonic power to attack Yan Xi.

Yan Xi did not move a step, and waved a red spiritual power in his palm to block the attacks of the five people. His fingers moved slightly, and the five spiritual powers flew out at the same time.

Before the five demon tribe could react, they screamed and fell down at the same time.

Now, not only the demon clan members were shocked, but even the Qinglan Sect was frightened by Yan Xi's terror.

With such powerful cultivation and such neat means, when did the Fuchen Sect have such powerful disciples?

The barbarians looked at Yan Xi in horror and turned around and ran without hesitation. The remaining few Tianlang people did not dare to show off their strength anymore, so they flew directly to the wolf's back and ran faster than the barbarians.

Yan Xi looked at the back of the demon clan coldly and did not chase after him. Just as he was about to leave, a weak voice came from behind: "Fellow Daoist Yan Xi, please stay."

Yan Xi looked back at Mi Feng, with a expressionless face, and his eyes were not much better than when he looked at the demon clan.

Mifeng didn't care. He stood up with the help of his disciples, and bent over and gave a respectful gift: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Yanxi for saving his life. Today's kindness is unforgettable."

Yan Xi did not avoid it, but directly suffered, and said lightly: "No need, it's just for your ancestors."

Mi Feng was puzzled: "I wonder which ancestor Yanxi has an old age from my sect?" He couldn't tell Yanxi's age, but he thought it was not very old. All his fellow disciples of Mi Feng's sect had thought about it for nearly a hundred years, but he didn't think of anyone with such a powerful old friend.

Yan Xi did not answer, threw down a porcelain bottle, flew directly into the sky, and quickly disappeared into the sky. Three thousand years ago, he beat the only person who ascended Qinglan Sect, and now he has returned it to him.

Mi Feng opened the porcelain bottle, and the rich fragrance of medicine came out, and he exclaimed: "High-level healing pill!"

Looking at the direction of Yan Xi's disappearance, he felt that the two disciples were so amazing, and the Fuchen Sect didn't know what good things had been done.

He distributed the pill to his disciples: "Children, you must not forget your gratitude as a person. Remember the kindness of fellow Taoist Yanxi today. If you have the chance in the future, you will definitely repay it."

The disciples nodded obediently.

The situation in Tianlemen is not much better than that of Qinglan Sect. They only have six people. Although the sound attack technique is powerful, it consumes extremely spiritual power.

The demon clan only suffered the loss of sound attack at the beginning, but then simply guarded around and set up a soundproof barrier. He took the opportunity to sneak attack the six people from time to time, waiting for their energy to be exhausted.

All six people from Tianlemen were injured, and the spiritual power was consumed too much, so after several counterattacks failed, they could only defend.

The spiritual power was constantly consumed, and the six people had attacked from the beginning to four people attacking, and the two of them took the opportunity to recover.

Gong Yin was exhausted again, and a senior brother immediately replaced her.

She was surrounded by several senior brothers. Among the few, her cultivation was the lowest and she had the most rests. Seeing that another senior brother was injured in order to protect her, she had tears in her eyes, but insisted on not letting the tears fall.

She gritted her teeth and searched for pills in the space. Only by restoring her spiritual power as soon as possible can she help her senior brothers share the pressure.

But after searching for a long time, she couldn't find it. She didn't have much pill on her body and had already finished taking it.

Tears could no longer be kept flowing. She lowered her head and did not dare to let her senior brothers see it. She wiped away her tears secretly and continued to pretend to search in the space. Suddenly, she found a porcelain bottle in an inconspicuous corner.

Gong Yin was stunned. After a while, she remembered that this was the gift from Liuli when she met Liuli yesterday, and she put it into the space casually.

Gong Yin's senior brother discovered her abnormality: "Junior sister, have you finished taking the elixir?" After that, he handed her his elixir.

Gong Yin quickly shook her head, raised her head and raised the porcelain bottle in her hand and laughed: "There is more, let's keep it for me, senior brother."

With one more pill, you can hold on for a moment and a little more hope. How can she drag down her senior brothers if her cultivation is not high?

She opened the porcelain bottle casually, and the fragrance of medicine overflowed, which was much richer than the elixir she had just taken. She was a little surprised, and exclaimed when she saw the elixir inside.

"ah!"

Several others worried, "Junior sister, what's wrong?"

Gong Yin pointed at the porcelain bottle in amazement: "Dandan Pill..."

The senior brother who was next to her who restored his spiritual power and said in confusion: "What's wrong with the pill? If you have any questions, don't take it randomly."

He took the porcelain bottle casually and prepared to help her see. After seeing the things inside clearly, he said in shock: "Level 7th-level top recovery pill!"

The other four people were shocked at the same time: "What did you say?!"

The man poured out a pill and put it in his hand. Seven golden pill patterns suddenly fell into everyone's eyes. It was not the seventh-level top-grade recovery pill.

Several people looked at Gongyin in disbelief: "Junior sister, where did you get it?"

There are not many people in the world who can refine level seven pills, and it is even more unheard of for those who can refine level seven top-grade pills.

Gong Yin said in a daze: "It was... the young lady gave it to me."

The other people looked at each other and understood a little. Liuli's master is the only medicine king in the world, and it is said that he has been promoted to the medicine god recently. It is not uncommon for her to have a level seven pill.

Several people thought of Liuli's slightest bottle of level 7 elixir yesterday and gave Gong Yin a bottle of top-quality elixir. They sighed as if it was something completely worthless.

The value of the seventh-level top-grade elixir is many times more precious than that of ordinary seventh-level elixirs. One gets one bottle, and a dozen of them. Such a big deal is really something that ordinary people can have.

The six people were ecstatic. With this pill, they had the chance to survive. The person led by Tianlemen touched Gong Yin's hair: "Little Junior Sister, you little sister is really amazing. Thank her in the future."

Gong Yin smiled brightly: "Yes."

Seeing that the demon clan saw that the few people were getting more and more depressed, the harsh music became smaller and smaller, and the spiritual power became lower and lower. It was not until finally stopped that the few people leaned weakly together and did not fall down.

The demon clan was happy and rushed out of the barrier and attacked, but found that the other party had changed its depressed momentum. The vocal attack that was more powerful than just now suddenly came, accompanied by powerful spiritual power directly invading their sea of ​​consciousness.

Screams came one after another, but the few demons who were still in the barrier were in better condition, so they hurriedly dragged the others back into the barrier.

The six people from Tianlemen have taken this opportunity to disappear into the forest on the flying sword.

It was not until they flew thousands of miles and were sure that the demon clan members had not caught up, and the six people breathed a sigh of relief and landed on an open space.

A senior brother asked, "Little Junior Sister, yesterday, your young lady gave you two things, what is the other one?"

Gong Yin found the book Liuli gave from the space. The pages were yellowed, and it seemed that it was a while ago and there was no name.

She opened the book and found it was a music score, but found it was obscure and difficult to understand, so she handed the score to the senior brother with the highest cultivation level.

The man took it, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

Seeing this, the others asked him curiously: "What the hell is it?"

After a while, the man raised his head and looked a little dazed: ""Miyin Volume"."

The other five people were instantly shocked and lost.

"Miyin Volume" is one of the most famous musical music and is also a powerful sound attack technique. Its origin can be traced back to ancient times and has disappeared for thousands of years.

The six people looked at each other in a speechless manner. This technique was so precious than the music score they asked the Nine Star Gate.
To be continued...