Cultivation Imitates Thousands Of Times, I Am Invincible In The World

Chapter 217 God Is Here

In the Herbs Pavilion.

People panic.

Feeling the mighty power on the giant boat outside, even those who have confidence in themselves are beginning to waver now!

"Can we really deal with this kind of enemy?"

"What about God?"

"It's better to... surrender!"

There were countless desperate voices in the crowd.

"Shut up, who dares to disturb people's hearts, don't blame me for being rude!"

Mo Chengkong's number one horse boy, Tang Xuangan, who had already stepped into the realm of the immortals, shouted angrily, and the immortal power swept past,

"Even Mr. Mo and Shenjun's family are still in the headquarters, why are you panicking?"

Although Tang Xuangan didn't know what arrangements Shenjun and Mr. Mo had, he believed that Mr. Mo and Shenjun would not be stupid enough to wait for others to break through and kill them all.

Outside the headquarters of Baicaoge.

on a huge boat.

Shi Quan stood respectfully beside a mid-stage True Immortal cultivator and whispered:

"Uncle Shi, this Baicao Pavilion is not simple. It has the protection of the thirteenth-order formation. I am afraid that the formation cannot be broken in a short time!"

"It's okay." The True Immortal cultivator of the Promise Sect waved his hand gently and said:

"After receiving your letter, the sect master asked me to bring the Promise Cone!"

"Even if it's a thirteenth-order formation, it won't last long under the Promise Cone."

Shi Quan's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

The Promise Cone is a secret treasure of his Promise Sect. It is a treasure specially designed to break the formation. With the Promise Cone, the tortoise shell will be broken very quickly. At that time, the people of Baicao Pavilion will not let them handle it?

"With the uncle controlling the Promise Cone, this Baicao Pavilion can be broken easily!"

Shi Quan's face was full of flattery.

"Um!"

The True Immortal of the Promise Sect just gave a faint hum, and then stepped out directly, the imposing manner on his body was released unscrupulously,

"Give you ants another chance."

"Starting today, Baicao Pavilion will be merged into our Wuji Sect, and all assets will be turned over, otherwise..."

Don't wait for him to finish.

Mo Chengkong's figure appeared at the front of the formation, with a strange smile on his face:

"I will also give you a way to live, turn your head and run now, or you will surely die."

Mo Chengkong's face was full of confidence, because he had just received the voice transmission from the young master, and the young master was on the way. Others didn't know Li Changsheng's identity, but Mo Chengkong knew a little bit. The descendant of the Immortal King of the Sky, how could it be a monk from the lower realm? deal with?

"court death!"

The True Immortal of the Promise Sect had a cold gaze, and an awl the size of a palm appeared in his hand, engraved with mysterious runes.

"You don't eat or drink for a toast, and today I'll show you the power of the Promise Cone!"

Boom!

Infinite Immortal Essence was injected into the Promise Cone, and the mysterious runes on the Promise Cone slowly disappeared, exuding a terrifying aura.

"go!"

With a loud shout from the mouth of the Promise Sect True Immortal.

The Promise Cone shot out directly.

"Bang!"

The Promise Cone hit the mountain protection formation of the Hundred Herbs Hall.

Boom!

The entire Pearl City is shaking!

Many cultivators who had retreated to the North City changed their faces and turned into streaks of light to flee outside the Pearl City.

They thought it was safe enough to retreat to Beicheng!

But I didn't expect that it was only the first time they fought, and there were only a few big holes on the ground of Beicheng.

This is still the two sides did not make a full shot,

If you do your best, will you pay?

The faces of the monks in the Baicao Pavilion formation also changed greatly. They could clearly see that with just one blow, a crack appeared on the mountain protection formation.

Mo Chengkong's expression changed slightly. This was a thirteenth-order formation, and a crack appeared in one blow.

"Come again!"

Seeing this scene, the True Immortal of the Promise Sect showed a smile on his face.

With a slight push of the palm, the Promise Cone slammed into the mountain protection formation again.

"Bang!"

The earth shakes.

The rift widens again!

"Bang!"

After the three strikes, the cracks on the formation were already visible to everyone, extremely clear.

Finally someone can't sit still!

A Mahayana monk from the Baicao Pavilion ran directly out of the range of the formation, knelt to the ground, and kowtowed again and again.

"Shangxian spare your life!"

"I have long been willing to surrender, but it's none of my business that they want to fight back!"

Tang Xuangan stepped out.

about to go!

"Let them go!"

"Whoever wants to surrender can go over, and I will never stop it."

Mo Chengkong looked at the cultivator of the Baicao Pavilion in the formation, and said lightly.

Hundreds of monks walked out of the crowd without any hesitation, ran towards the outside of the formation, and successfully came to the outside of the formation.

Seeing that Mo Chengkong didn't make a move.

Many people looked at each other and ran towards the outside of the mountain protection formation.

In just a dozen breaths, tens of thousands of monks from the Baicao Pavilion fled outside the formation.

Among them, there are many high-rises of Baicao Pavilion!

Anger flashed in the eyes of Tang Xuangan and others, but it was more of sadness!

A hundred years ago, when Baicao Pavilion encountered a crisis, nearly a quarter of the people chose to betray, but those people had a bad end and were liquidated.

The elites of the Baicao Pavilion who were taken back to the Baicao Pavilion headquarters this time for refuge are all the elites of Baicao Pavilion, but they have gone one-third of the time in such a short time.

"Rebel!" "It's not going to end well!"

An old shopkeeper of Baicao Pavilion shouted loudly with a flushed face.

"Ha ha!"

A monk who escaped from the half-step fairyland outside the formation sneered, "I joined Baicao Pavilion only for resources. Now this ship is going to sink, do you still want me to be buried with this ship?"

The True Immortal of the Promise Sect watched this scene with great interest, stopped and did not attack again, said lightly:

"My Wuji Sect is not an unreasonable sect. As long as the monks who are willing to take refuge in my Wuji sect will be reused by my Wuji sect in the future."

Mo Chengkong ignored the words of the true immortal of the Promise Sect, and just looked at the remaining disciples of the Baicao Pavilion and said lightly:

"Is anyone else leaving?"

Thousands of people with shame on their faces escaped from the mountain protection formation.

The rest sighed, but no one moved.

Mo Chengkong's expression did not change in the slightest. He was born in the Blood Demon Sect, and he has experienced this kind of thing a lot. In the face of life and death, even brothers will draw their swords against each other, let alone people whose interests are tied together!

But what surprised him was that there were so many people who chose to stay.

The boy is coming soon.

Those who choose to leave will regret it!

...

On the mountain north of Pearl City.

Li Chunyang looked at the tens of thousands of monks moving from Pearl City towards the headquarters of Baicao Pavilion, and shook his head.

"I don't know what's going on with this Promise Sect right now, so I just rushed over and complimented. Wouldn't it be too early?"

Lin Ruoxi smiled slightly,

"If it's too late to compliment, there will be no place for them!"

Outside the headquarters of Baicaoge.

A coalition of tens of thousands of forces around Pearl City came under the Wujizong flying boat.

The people headed by several forces fell directly to the ground, and He Yuan, the head of the He family, respectfully said:

"Baicao Pavilion is the enemy of Shangzong. It's really a shame to die. I am willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. I also ask the immortals of Shangzong to be merciful and give us a chance."

He Yuan was the Mahayana cultivator who talked to Lin Ruoxi just now, and he made a completely different choice from Lin Ruoxi.

Above the flying boat, the faces of the disciples of the Promise Sect showed contempt.

A group of people can't even take out a single immortal, so they still want to take refuge in his Wuji Sect?

Seeing that the people of the Promise Sect did not react at all, He Yuan said in a deep voice:

"Shangxian, that Zhenbeihou Mansion and Chunyang Sect are on the same page, and their people are hiding in the deep mountains north of Pearl City, waiting to take action with the people from Baicao Pavilion and kill you all by surprise."

The other two people who were friends with Li Chunyang and Lin Ruoxi sighed slightly and did not speak.

This is what they negotiated, and only by showing a little value can they be able to protect some of their own interests under the influence of Xuantian Great World.

As for Zhenbei Houfu and Chunyang Sect, since they are all ready to stand on the side of Baicao Pavilion, they are all dying anyway, so they might as well contribute to them.

After half a sound.

The Promise Sect True Immortal said lightly:

"Get up!"

"Since you have reported Zhenbei Houfu and Chunyang Sect, then you will take them down. If you can destroy these two forces, why not give you a chance?"

"Thank you, senior." He Yuan gritted his teeth and said.

"Go!"

He Yuan took tens of thousands of cultivators and headed directly towards the mountain range where Lin Ruoxi and Li Chunyang were.

"He Yuan, are we really going to do it?"

Someone couldn't help but speak out.

The Marquis of Zhenbei and Chunyang Sect were the two strongest sects in Mingzhou besides Baicao Pavilion.

The strongest people in Zhenbeihou Mansion are only half-step human immortals, but there are human immortals in the Chunyang Sect, and they are not something they can deal with at all.

He Yuan smiled coldly and said:

"The formation of the Baicao Pavilion is about to break. How long do you think the Baicao Pavilion can last?"

"We just need to drag Li Chunyang and Lin Ruoxi and wait for the powerhouse of the Promise Sect to come over."

"Remember, this is the only opportunity for us to take refuge in the Promise Sect. If I find out which one is not going all out, don't blame me for being rude!"

"As long as we are appreciated by the powerhouses of the Promise Sect, I may not be able to become the second longevity god!"

After speaking, He Yuan took the lead and rushed towards Li Chunyang.

...

"Boom!"

The Promise Cone hit the Baicao Pavilion array again.

The formation trembled!

Tens of thousands of Baicao Pavilion cultivators were all determined to sink their boats and stared at the cracks in the formation.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

"Snapped!"

Three more hits.

The cracks in the formation are getting bigger and bigger!