The battle on the front line was tight, and the four major sects had to deploy their personnel to the rear. The Xiuxian clan had been recruited again and again.
Originally, the four major sects also left inspectors to prevent small disturbances at night, and also to supervise the war.
As the fighting became more and more intense, the inspectors were transferred to the field one after another, leaving the rear empty.
Sun Pingyuan was originally a loose cultivator who hunted and killed monsters for a living. Because of his rich experience, he was pushed as the leader by his companions.
At the age of fifty, Sun Ping photographed two bottles of Zhensha Qi and successfully entered the foundation-building stage. He gathered more than a dozen immortal practitioners.
Wei and Song were at war, and the rear was empty, and Sun Ping saw an opportunity to make a fortune.
Sun Ping was from Ningzhou, and he set his sights on the Qinglian royal family.
The Wang family had personal grudges with Sun Ping, but due to the power of the Wang family, Sun Ping had to endure it before. Now that he has the opportunity to retaliate, Sun Ping will naturally not let it go.
After all, the Wang family has been a clan for many years, and it is not allowed to have trump cards.
Sun Ping sent ten men to burn, kill, and loot in Fangshi. He stayed on the way to and from Fangshi from Qinglian Mountain, preparing to rob the Wang family's reinforcements. If the Wang family had a foundation-building cultivator, he would retreat.
At noon, Sun Ping's subordinates burned, killed, and looted in the square market opened by Wang, Huang, and Chen on time.
When the incident happened suddenly, the three families suffered heavy losses, and they sent a message to the clan for help.
Not long after, a large white cloud flew out from Qinglian Mountain and flew towards Fangshi.
It didn't take long for the white cloud to reach the top of the mountain where Sun Ping's people were. Sun Ping's consciousness swept away, but he didn't notice the aura of the monks in the foundation-building period. He was overjoyed and shouted loudly, "Do it."
He took out two yellow flying knives about a foot long and slashed at the Wang family members on the white cloud.
The five qi-cultivating monks offered either spiritual tools or magic talismans to attack the Wang family members on the white cloud.
Wang Mingzhan led the team to support him. Seeing the two yellow flying knives exuding astonishing aura, his expression changed drastically.
The crow puppet opened its mouth and spewed out a dozen red fiery blades, facing the two yellow flying knives.
Another clan also sacrificed a second-order crow puppet beast to resist the attack of the magic weapon.
At the same time, a clan member immediately sent a sound transmission to the clan.
"Second-order puppet beast! Made a fortune."
Sun Ping's eyes brightened, and he controlled the magic weapon to chop Wang Mingzhan and others.
Although Wang Mingzhan was carrying a second-order puppet beast, he couldn't resist the attack of the magic weapon. He hurriedly crushed a second-order magic talisman and turned it into a thick cyan light curtain, covering everyone.
Two yellow flying knives slashed on the cyan light curtain, and the cyan light curtain shook slightly.
Sun Ping directed his subordinates to continuously attack the cyan light curtain.
"Who dares to touch my royal family!"
A cold male voice came from the distant sky.
As soon as the words fell, a golden light appeared in the sky, it was the golden-billed eagle, and Wang Mingjiang sat on the back of the golden-billed eagle.
"The foundation-building cultivator! Damn it, why does the Wang family still have the foundation-building cultivator?"
Sun Ping's face changed greatly, and he cursed.
Before he started, he had already inquired clearly. This time, the four sects of the Song Dynasty were recruited very strongly, and the foundation-building cultivators of every immortal-cultivating family had been recruited. Unexpectedly, there were also foundation-building cultivators in the Wang family. Obviously, they were dark sons. Knowing this, he would not do anything to the Wang family.
He hurriedly recalled the magic weapon, but at this moment, two second-order puppet beasts swooped down and rushed towards him.
The sound of "swoosh" sounded, and dozens of red fire blades and dozens of cyan lightsabers flew out.
Sun Ping hurriedly took out a yellow round shield and blocked it in front of him.
A loud explosion sounded, and Sun Ping was safe and sound, but his subordinates were badly beaten, and were pierced by the red fire blade and the blue lightsaber.
There was a loud "chi chi" sound, and the dense blue short feet flew and hit the yellow shield. Some small cracks appeared on the surface of the yellow shield.
A sharp chirping sounded, the golden-billed eagle swooped down from the sky, and at the same time, three second-order flying puppet beasts also swooped down from the sky.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, the yellow shield was smashed by the dense red fire blades and cyan lightsabers, and Sun Ping himself was also pierced by a large number of blue short feet.
His eyes were wide open, and there was a look of disbelief on his face.
Knowing this earlier, he would not do anything to the Wang family, but there is no regret medicine in the world.
Wang Mingjiang landed next to Sun Ping's body, identified it carefully, and frowned: "It turned out to be him, I didn't expect him to enter the foundation-building stage."
"Twenty-first brother, do you know him?"
"Well, when hunting monsters in the early years, in order to compete for the prey, I fought with this person. At that time, he escaped. I didn't expect him to successfully build the foundation and come back to trouble our Wang family. By the way, sixth brother, You all go back to Qinglian Mountain to be stationed, so as not to fall into the enemy's plan to move the tiger away from the mountain, I can go to Fangshi to destroy those Xiao Xiao."
Wang Mingjiang seized the belongings of Sun Ping's people, sat on the back of the golden-billed eagle, and flew towards Fangshi, while Wang Mingzhan returned to Qinglian Mountain with his clan.
With the protection of the second-order formation, the foundation-building cultivator could not win the Qinglian Mountain in a short time.
In a certain continuous blue mountain range, a white light quickly swept over the mountain range.
After a dozen breaths, the white light stopped over a half-moon-shaped valley.
The valley was bare and looked a little desolate.
Bai Guang is a huge white scroll, and Wang Changsheng and others are sitting on it.
Li Hongyuan took out a sound transmission, whispered a few words, and threw it into the valley below.
Not long after, a yellow light flew out of the valley out of thin air, and the yellow light flashed, showing Zhao Ningxiang's figure.
After a few years of absence, Zhao Ningxiang is already on the third floor of the foundation building.
"Junior Sister Zhao, in Li Hongyuan of Xiabailu Academy, we have come to garrison under the order of Senior Zhao of Zixiaomen."
Li Hongyuan bowed his hands to Zhao Ningxiang and said politely.
"Senior Brother Ye and the others!"
Zhao Ningxiang was full of doubts.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, they have something to do and can't come. We are here to replace them. This is an order."
Li Hongyuan raised his hand and a white light token flew out of it, with the word "medicine" on it.
Zhao Ningxiang took out a palm-sized white jade plate and placed the token on the jade plate. The white light flashed, and dense runes appeared on the surface of the white jade plate.
"There is no problem with the adjustment, come in with me!"
Zhao Ningxiang took out a yellow command flag, threw it down, turned into a yellow light and disappeared into the valley.
With a flash of yellow light, several buildings emerged out of thin air. Several large stoves were driving in the open space, and a large amount of ores were stacked on the ground.
Li Hongyuan controlled the white painting scroll and slowly landed.
In addition to Zhao Ningxiang, there were also three foundation-building cultivators. The highest cultivation base was a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a gentle face, who had built the foundation on the seventh floor.
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