PNB Chapter 436 Fighting
Chapter 436 Fighting
Without saying a word, Luo San flew directly towards Ying Chan who was besieged by three Mahayana monks, and at the same time his clone flew towards Yun Yin.
The Jijian Sect originally had the upper hand and was planning to press on with the victory to severely damage the two Mahayana monks of the Wu Clan, but they never expected such a sudden change to occur.
A few years ago, this female corpse puppet cultivator of the Witch Clan was only in the middle stage of the Mahayana. After ascending to the Wufang Realm for only over a hundred years, she broke through to the middle stage of the Mahayana, which amazed everyone in the sect. Who would have thought that after only a few years of practicing, she had already become a late Mahayana cultivator.
The hearts of the practitioners of Jijian Sect sank. They only hoped that the old ancestor who had passed the tribulation could quickly deal with the high priest of the Wu clan, otherwise they would probably die here.
Originally, the five Mahayana practitioners had no problem dealing with the Holy Maiden and Ying Chan of the Witch Clan, but suddenly two Mahayana practitioners in the late stage joined in, so it was impossible for them to gain the upper hand.
As expected, after only a few moves, a cultivator from their Jijian Sect in the early stage of Mahayana practice was injured and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, one of the male cultivators from the Extreme Sword Sect shouted:
"Ancestor!"
The tribulation-crossing monk who was about to deal a heavy blow to the high priest paused with the spiritual power condensed in his palm, and when he tried to attack again, the opponent had already avoided it.
He used his spiritual sense to probe downwards in displeasure, and saw that the scene below was completely different from what he had expected, and anger rose in his heart.
Well, this old man from the Wu clan will never recover from the battle with him without recuperation for ten or twenty years, but those little guys below are.
The gaze of the tribulation-crossing monk fell on Luo Shan and Ying Chan, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
With such a young bone age, he is already a Mahayana cultivator. Especially the female corpse cultivator, her cultivation speed is so fast. If we don’t cut the grass and root it out today, she will definitely be a great threat to our Jijian Sect in the future.
Their Jijian Sect is already at odds with the Wu Clan. If they allow these few to grow up...
Thinking of this, the monk who was undergoing the tribulation flew towards Luo Shan, and the pressure from his body was pressing directly towards Luo Shan's face.
The high priest, who had been seriously injured, had just recovered from his breath, but when he saw this scene, his face changed and he raised his hand to protect the person with spiritual power.
The spiritual power that the Tribulation-crossing monk used to strike out with one palm shattered the high priest's shield. The high priest secretly thought that it was not good, and watched the Tribulation-crossing monk condense another palm, his eyes immediately bursting with anger:
"stop!"
But how could Luo Shan avoid the full-force attack from the powerful man who had just crossed the tribulation line? In desperation, he directly released the Yin-Yang Domain, and the spiritual power in his dantian was rapidly consumed.
The black and white domains of law collapsed in an instant. Luo Shan spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
The high priest ignored his own injuries and quickly stood in front of Luo San.
"You actually blocked my full-strength attack?" The Tribulation-crossing monk from the Jijian Sect asked in surprise, and then a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"At such a young age, he has already reached the late Mahayana stage, and has even realized the Dharma Realm. With such talent, I'm afraid no one in the world can match him."
It’s just a pity that today, I will fall into his hands.
Thinking of this, the monk who was undergoing the tribulation looked at Luo Shan with pity.
If such a talented genius was from his Extreme Sword Sect...
pity……
"Whether to kill her depends on whether I agree or not. If my Wu clan can't even protect our own people, how can we have the face to stand in the Wufang Realm?" The high priest glared at the monk who was undergoing the tribulation.
At the same time, he sent a message to Luo Shan, Yun Yin and the other two: "I will hold this person back, and you lead the rest of the tribe to the Righteous Alliance, or to the secular world."
This is an attempt to use his life to delay the Jijian Sect's tribulation.
The three men looked solemn as they looked at the high priest who was determined to risk his life. In the end, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and agree.
The Tribulation-crossing monk from the Jijian Sect sneered and waved his hand, preparing to seal off this space.
The high priest looked solemn, knowing that he could not go on like this, so he had to take the initiative.
He was already injured, and it had only been a few decades since he broke through the tribulation. Facing the veteran tribulation cultivator, he was already at a disadvantage.
Being interrupted by the high priest, the tribulation-crossing monk from the Jijian Sect sneered and went straight to meet him.
Luo Shan knew that the high priest was buying time at the risk of his life, so he did not hesitate any longer and was about to escape.
Who would have thought that at this moment, four Mahayana monks would directly stop them.
Luo San and his clone, Ying Chan Yunyin, faced off against a Mahayana cultivator alone.
Luo San's Yin-Yang Domain withstood the full-strength attack from the Tribulation Crossing Monk, but was also injured.
Fortunately, she was facing a cultivator in the middle stage of Mahayana, and she was able to severely injure him even with her soul form.
As soon as the soul image appeared, the Mahayana cultivator panicked as expected, and a sense of crisis spread through his soul.
"What kind of magic is this?"
The mid-stage Mahayana cultivator was confused, as he had never seen this technique before. How could there be a technique that could condense the soul into a Dharma image?
As soon as the soul appeared, it rushed straight into the sea of consciousness of the Mahayana cultivator.
The Mahayana cultivator also released his soul to resist, but at the moment of collision, his consciousness seemed to be crushed by a huge hammer, and severe pain came over him.
Then, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his heart. Looking down, he saw that his chest had been pierced by a very familiar sword, and bright red liquid was dripping from the tip of the sword.
"How could this happen?" The Mahayana cultivator from the Jijian Sect who had made the move had a grim expression on his face, and then turned around and looked at his opponent.
"Oh, why are they killing each other?" Luo Ersan jumped up and down, covering his mouth exaggeratedly, looking surprised.
The Mahayana cultivator, who was still shocked that he had accidentally hurt his fellow disciple, immediately shouted angrily.
"It's you! I will kill you today!"
The Mahayana monk drew his sword, turned around and stabbed Luo Ersan.
Luo Shan looked at his opponent who was accidentally injured by his fellow disciples, and took advantage of the injury to kill the Mahayana monk.
Looking at the Mahayana monk's limp body, he took away the other's ring space.
Upon seeing this, the remaining Mahayana monks of Jijian Sect were a little scared of Luo Shan and her clone for a moment.
Seeing this, the tribulation-receiving monk who was fighting with the high priest in the sky cursed inwardly at the group of cowardly useless things. He raised his hand and slapped the high priest in a teasing manner, then quickly took out his natal magic sword from the space in the ring and threw it towards Luo San.
The natal magic weapon, after being nourished by the dantian of a cultivator who had just crossed the tribulation period, went straight towards Luo Shan. Luo Shan sensed the danger and his face looked very ugly. He raised his hand to take down the white jade coffin and used the Yin-Yang Bead to barely block the attacking flying sword.
The flying sword seemed to have intelligence. After being blocked by the white jade coffin, it turned around and flew upwards. Then it fell vertically again. The tip of the sword was glowing red, as if it was going to directly sink into Luo San's consciousness.
Luo Shan's expression changed, and he immediately raised the Yin-Yang Qi to resist the attack of the flying sword, but he still took several steps back before he could stabilize his body.
Luo Shan was horrified and sweat broke out on his forehead. When he was about to forcefully use the Yin-Yang Domain again, the flying sword suddenly stopped in mid-air for some reason.
The two tribulation-crossing warriors at the top also stopped instantly. The high priest wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a smile in his eyes, he looked at a figure coming very quickly from the distance.