Vol 2 Chapter 49:

At this moment, on the battlefield between the fairy gate and the small mountain gate.
One-third of the cultivators of the Fairy Spirit Gate had died, and the original indestructible formation became messy.
Among the surviving monks, half were lingering, with weak breath and bloodstains all over them.
Unfortunately, they had reached such a crisis, but none of them backed down, and none of them called down.
The foundation-building cultivator who became the third among the immortal spirit gate army had almost exhausted the spiritual power in his body, and the same cultivators fell down all over him.
The enemy they faced was the strongest mountain gate ever, a powerful sect that was completely different from the previous Tayue Sect.
Another fellow sect blew up in front of his eyes, and killed a monk from the small mountain sect.
The warm blood splashed on the face of the cultivator of the Fairy Spirit Gate, and the entire battlefield was wrapped in despair.
Even if they change their lives, with their four thousand numbers, they definitely can't match the opponent's tens of thousands of troops!
The terrible breath spread on the battlefield, but none of the cultivators of the Fairy Spirit Gate took a step back.
Many monks of sects were observing this battle secretly, the battle between the fairy gate and the small mountain gate.
It is not so much the battle between Xianlingmen and Xiaoshanmen, as it is the battle between Xianlingmen and Cultivation Realm, the two top sects.
This determines the future pattern of the cultivation world, and also determines their future attitude towards the fairy gate.
At first, everyone thought that even the head of the small mountain sect would be dispatched, and the eight gold cores would take action, plus the elite of the Lingyang sect, this would be an overwhelming battle.
The beginning of this war was indeed overwhelming. The head of the small mountain sect easily controlled Gu Yu, and the commander of the entire fairy sect army was brief.
Even playing Gu Yu as a mouse, everyone thought that the fairy gate would soon be pushed back, but in the end it was one monk after another who exploded tragically.
Even if you die, never take a step back!
And Gu Yu, from the beginning of the battle of the trapped beasts, became more and more courageous, began to calmly set up the formation, broke away from the control of the small mountain sect leader, and dispatched the army again.
Even though there are fewer and fewer cultivators at the Fairy Spirit Gate, their aura is getting more and more full.
"If you give the Xianlingmen cultivators enough time to grow, they will surely grow into a powerful army sweeping the entire cultivation world, even surpassing the Lingyangmen that was in its heyday." A Jindan elder who secretly observed it exclaimed.
"If these cultivators survive this war, they can become true elites of war cultivators based on their will honed in life and death. If they all build their foundations, there will be a handsome talent like Gu Yu. , Killing the golden core is like killing a chicken. Unfortunately, they can't survive. And Gu Yu is destined to fall." Another golden core elder, echoed, with a bit of regret and respect in his words, but more It is fortunate that such a powerful opponent died in the infancy.
"After all, Chu Wuqing was too young. He didn't even think of a sneak attack. He didn't enter the trap and ambush at the small mountain gate from the beginning. The fairy gate had no chance. Young man, too impatient, thought Can you kill the Quartet if you kill a golden core? His arrogance and ignorance will make him soon be destroyed before he grows up."
The elder of the small mountain gate watched another sect person die under the blew of the fairy gate.
Although in his heart he had already prepared a lot of sacrifices in this battle and exchanged tragic preparations for the future of the martial art, but the death of the doorman, he could not help him, and his Dao Xin was strongly impacted.
He had to stabilize his mind, with madness and decisiveness in his eyes, "Simply hitting the rocks with pebbles, your self-destruction is just a slight delay to the defeat."
"It's extremely ridiculous. You are so desperate in front of you, but Chu Wuqing is hiding in the fairy gate, never showing up from beginning to end. It seems that he didn't take your life at all. Maybe he is already receiving the wind. After escaping, I have pity for you to be so loyal to him."
"In my opinion, it's better to be scattered, and to escape, maybe you can get a glimmer of life."
There was anger in the eyes of the cultivator of the Fairy Spirit, and the big brother was so insulted by the people of the small mountain.
From the beginning to the end, they never thought about asking Big Brother to come out to rescue them.
The people at the small mountain gate didn't understand at all. Without Chu Wuqing, all of them had died under the iron hoof of the Moon Sect a month ago.
Without Chu Wuqing, without their current cultivation base, they would not be regarded as equal opponents by the five top sects that have always been above the top.
For Chu Wuqing, for the big brother, they can give everything.
Ke Yun flew out from the crowd and flew into the small mountain gate army at an extremely fast speed. Although his body was weak and his body was scarred, he still smiled contemptuously and said: "Shut up, you are under the sun gate like this. Stooges, you don’t deserve to talk about our big brother. We hope that big brother can stay away from this place of right and wrong, but it is a good dog of Lingyangmen who won by sneak attack."
A strong murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the head of the small mountain gate. He was fighting for the future of the small mountain gate, and it was the Lingyang gate that was begging for the small mountain gate, even if it was so.
However, the fading small mountain gate was willing to lead the Rising Sun gate and attack the fairy gate with all the power of the faction. It is conceivable that even if this war is won, it will leave a bad reputation among other schools.
Even if the Lingyang Gate declined, and the small mountain gate prospered from then on, in the eyes of those hostile sects who scorned the facts, they would only be the lackeys of the Lingyang Gate.
Ke Yun's words were extremely unsound, but they all stuck in the most painful place in the heart of the head of the small mountain sect.
"Since Chu Wuqing doesn't care about your lives at all, and you have lost the value of the bait, it's time to end the war." With a strong murderous voice, indifferently pronounced the sentence, the head of the small mountain sect's arm gently raised, and the magic weapon of life was taken Flying out of his mouth.
It was a seal raised by a small hill, given by the ancestor Xuanshan, this was originally an ordinary tenth-order magic weapon.
However, the elder of the small mountain gate has his own great will and infinite admiration for the Xuanshan ancestors, and he has cultivated this magic weapon in his dantian into a magic weapon that is closely related to the golden core.
Once this magic weapon flew out, it quickly became a peak, and the Xuanshan ancestor burned his cultivation base and pressed it against all the immortal spirit gate cultivators present with the power of the peak.
Looking at the head of the small mountain sect who had fallen into madness, Ke Yun's mind was exceptionally clear, the hideousness on his face had also been calmed down, his chest had infinite meaning, and his cultivation base began to burn.
But unlike the small mountain sect leader who burned to improve his strength for a short time, Ke Yun was accumulating his energy for self-destruction!
Like a meteor, Ke Yun shot towards the head of the small mountain gate, "Even if I die, Ke Yun will pull on your small mountain gate as a backstop. I can't kill you as a running dog, and I will cause you to suffer unrecoverable damage!"
Following Ke Yun's shout, all the immortal cultivators began to burn the cultivators, in exchange for the final cultivation base of their lives to erupt, making the damage caused by the self-detonation even more violent.
Countless meteors dart across the ground. How beautiful is this sight.
But all the onlookers did not have the slightest thought of appreciating the beauty, and they did not have the good fortune that they were defeated at the Fairy Spirit Gate... Some, they just paid infinite respect to the Fairy Spirit Gate monk.
They thought that they would never forget this scene. There was such a sect that they would rather burn their cultivation bases to explode and die tragically than to bear the humiliation.
The realm of comprehension has always been ruthless, and people take the tea to cool down. Once a school is defeated, it will be quickly seized by other schools.
While the people were in awe, it did not hinder them. They had already begun to think of how to seize the site of the Fairy Spirit Gate from the Lingyang Gate and Xiaoshan Gate's men.
However, just as Ke Yun hit the head of the small mountain sect, when his self-destruction was about to unfold, something happened suddenly.
A continuous mountain range descended in the sky, and the moment the mountain range appeared, everyone understood what a mountain stood.
The magic weapon of the elder Xiaoshanmen, compared with this mountain range, collapsed like a paper toy.
The coercion of this mountain range shocked everyone and their knees trembled, but when they were pressed down, the flames burning on all the cultivators of the Fairy Spirit Gate were instantly extinguished, and they fell back to the ground gently, as if they were wrapped in a big palm. .
Immediately, a figure walked out of the clouds, at the moment the figure walked out.
All the craziness in the eyes of the head of the small mountain sect was decisively dissipated, leaving only unbelievable. He opened his eyes wide, as if a child saw the sky full of stars and the Milky Way falling, his legs knelt weakly and muttered. : "Ancestor."
All Jindan monks, whether they are on the battlefield or not, recovered from the ancestor of the head of the small mountain gate, and there was infinite fear in their hearts.
That is the fear of being ruled by one person for an era, and this fear is deeply imprinted in their souls.
The head of the small mountain gate trembled and crawled forward excitedly, "Ancestor, you succeeded in having a baby." After finishing speaking, he bowed respectfully.
All the small monks bowed their heads.
The cultivators of the Fairy Spirit Gate were all ashamed. If they said that they could save a little situation by exploding before, they could also win the dignity in the defeat, but now the arrival of Yuan Ying, they can't even explode.
As you can imagine, what kind of insult and torment they face next.
Complete despair.
"My ancestor, the fairy cultivator dare to insult me, and I respectfully invite my ancestor to take action." The elder said with excitement. He knew that this battle would surely arouse secret prying from other schools, so he used the fairy sect to let these Xiao Xiao, let's take a look at the strength of Yuanying Period.
His small keeper will once again return to the number one position in the world!
See who dares to insult the small mountain gate, see who dares to show the slightest disrespect to the small mountain gate.
"Oh?" A smiling young boy's voice sounded in the air, and then Chu Wuqing walked out of the clouds, and what he was stepping on under his feet seemed to be the Taoism of Xuanshan, "You said, my fairy gate insults you Small mountain gate?"
At the moment he appeared, it seemed that the entire sky was lit up, and all the shock of the people who were surprised by the Xuanshan magic moved to the young man.
"Chu Wuqing?!"
The head of the small mountain gate didn't recognize Chu Wuqing, but from the peerless elegance of the boy, the face that could describe his beauty in non-human language, he suddenly guessed the identity of the person who came.
How could Chu Wuqing appear with the ancestor? Is it because of Chu Wuqing that the ancestor went from extinction to becoming Nascent Soul? This is impossible!
However, this is the only explanation for the dignified ancestors of Xiaoshanmen Yuanying and the enemy sect's small foundation-building monks.
"It's me." This time Chu Wuqing's voice no longer smiled. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it lightly, and Gu Yu took off all resistance and came to his battle boat.
Except the day when he first saw it, Chu Wuqing had never seen Gu Yu look so white, his body was covered with scars.
Even so, Gu Yu did not make a cry of pain, but respectfully bowed down to Chu Wuqing and said, "Master, Gu Yuxing does not humiliate my life. I am fighting and practicing this battle at the Fairy Spirit Gate, and my strength has greatly increased. ."
Gu Yu's body was weak, but he showed a strong breakthrough breath.
Every cultivator in the Fairy Spirit Sect showed a breath of breakthrough, and they knelt towards Chu Wuqing.
Chu Wuqing fed a pill into Gu Yu's mouth.
Gu Yu looked up at Chu Wuqing and opened his mouth obediently. The pill was filled with the Lord's breath, and the Lord himself fed him down. At this moment, he felt that his blood was boiling, and it seemed that those scars did not exist.
The bitter pill was in his mouth, but Gu Yu felt a sweetness blooming between his lips and tongue. He wanted to stick out his tongue, so he licked Chu Wuqing's finger while Chu Wuqing was feeding the medicine.
However, no.
Now, it is not yet time, to make such a move at such a time, it will definitely arouse the Lord's disgust.
In the end, Gu Yu just rubbed the corners of his lips on Chu Wuqing's fingers because of his weakness. He felt his pulse trembling violently when he passed them. When he stole that little bit of dark fragrance, his heart missed a beat. .
"Xuanshan," Chu Wuqing tilted his head slightly, and shouted a name that was terrifying in everyone's hearts in the eyes of everyone's astonishment, even with a slight command tone, "I want the Lingyang gate to destroy the gate, the Xiaoshan gate, I To give you a face, all the golden core cultivators have been slaves of the foundation-building cultivators of my fairy gate for ten years."
Chu Wuqing's tone was cold and flat, but everyone could feel the anger in it.
The monks of the small mountain gate listened to Chu Wuqing's arrogant words in disbelief, and cast their eyes on the ancestor Xuanshan, but their ancestors did not attack the fairy gate at all, even after Chu Wuqing finished speaking, Nodded slightly.
Infinite fear arose in the hearts of the gold cores of the small mountain gate, and the last fluke was also annihilated under this nod of Xuanshan.
"Big brother!" Different from the desperate collapse on the side of the small mountain gate, blushes appeared on the pale faces of the entire fairy sect disciple, frantically worshipping Chu Wuqing in the air, "big brother."
It seems that only by repeatedly kneeling and shouting can they calm their excitement from death to life, from despair to hope.
The ten fingers of the hanging mountain lightly raised, and in an instant, the soul blood of the eight golden cores flew from the center of their eyebrows and hung in the air.
Chu Wuqing lowered his head and asked, "Gu Yu, do you need a golden core servant?"
Gu Yu shook his head, "I am a formation cultivator. I should travel the world in formation instead of relying on foreign objects. It is I who serve and protect the Lord, not the Lord who sends someone to protect Gu Yu." His expression was firm.
Chu Wuqing nodded slightly and stretched out his hand, Xuanshan followed Chu Wuqing's finger and dropped eight soul blood into the hands of the foundation-building monk appointed by Chu Wuqing.
Among them, the life soul of the head of the small mountain sect fell into the hands of Ke Yun.
This move stunned all the golden core monks who secretly watched. In their past belief, they were the top class in the cultivation world, and only they decided the fate of the foundation-building monks.
Only they, arbitrarily taking foundation-building cultivators as slaves, have now become like building foundations and refining Qi, unable to resist.
Fear rose from their backs, lingering no matter what, but before Xuanshan gave the order, none of them dared to leave without authorization.
Which golden pill can escape under the Nascent Soul? This is a great realm gap, insurmountable.
I don't know who knelt down and shouted, "I would like to become an affiliate of the Fairy Sect and be a pioneer in the crusade against the Lingyang Sect."
Then all the Jindan cultivators knelt down and said, "I would like to become an affiliate of the Fairy Spirit Sect and be a pioneer in the crusade against the Lingyang Gate."
It wasn't until the figures of Xuanshan and Chu Wuqing had completely disappeared that the Golden Core cultivators dared to stand up. When they stood up, they were like mortals, feeling their knees trembling and sore.

Inside the Lingyang Gate, the head and the golden core elders are still sitting in the main hall, their faces no longer worry about them.
The head picked up the tea cup and took a leisurely sip of the spiritual tea ceremony, "Counting the time, the small mountain gate should have destroyed the immortal spiritual gate army, everyone, it is time to go to the fairy spiritual gate to collect the results of victory. That Chu Wuqing dare Killing our elder Jindan, dare to insult me ​​and send a war boat, and must not let him die casually."
Death is too cheap, life is better than death, it is the most terrible.
The head of the Lingyang Sect and a group of golden core cultivators just stood up, suddenly the golden light in the sky rose sharply.
On the golden light circulates all kinds of mystery but runes, which is triggered by the great formation of Lingyangmen.
"Could it be that the small mountain gate is so trash that even a fairy gate can't be killed." The head of the Lingyang gate said angrily, "Also, let this incompetent sect, see my Lingyang gate guarding the mountain formation. The endless changes, I am not just an offensive war boat at the Lingyang Gate."
The guarding formation of the Lingyang Gate is also the pride of the Lingyang Gate. It is with this great formation that the Lingyang Gate has escaped the crisis of destruction several times during its decline, and finally relied on the war boat to counterattack and stabilize the realm of cultivation live.
"Elder Xu, you follow me to control the big formation," as soon as the leader's words fell, the golden light in the sky suddenly disappeared, making the Lingyangmen proudly protect the mountain formation, and it was easily broken.
At the same time, the master felt that the hall under him was trembling like an earthquake, and then the entire hall was pulled up by invisible force from the roof to the wall, as if opening a box.
All of them were exposed to the air.
The head of the Lingyang Sect raised his head in horror, fear in his heart like a wave erupting, and instantly drowned him from head to toe.
He saw someone he couldn't think of anyway.