I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 353 Yunye is shocked (Seeking monthly votes)

The Cold Crow Mountain Mine collapsed amidst a deafening roar. Zhen Shan shattered the ground, his arms bulging with muscles, and nine illusory mountain peaks materialized from the void. With a single punch from Zhen Shan, the nine peaks collapsed in a chain reaction!

The rock strata cracked like tofu, the mine shaft pillars shattered inch by inch, and the entire mining area was reduced to ruins in the earth-shattering collapse.

"That feels great, hahaha!"

Zhenshan laughed wildly, his fists crackling with earth-fiend fire poison. Each strike unleashed towering waves of earth, smashing the mine guards and their magical artifacts into a bloody pulp!

Hongli transformed into a ten-zhang-tall giant fox, leaping into the air and sweeping her three tails, scattering gray-white moth flames all over the sky!

The Yin-Erosion Moth Fire spread like wildfire once it touched anything with spiritual energy, and for a moment no one dared to approach Hong Li. Hong Li suddenly experienced the joy of the Heavenly Heart Ancestor.

Burn it all!

A cunning glint flashed in the red and green fox eyes. With a single claw, it tore open the warehouse's protective barrier and saw a mountain of unrefined ores piled up inside. It immediately let out a sharp screech, and with a flick of its tail, it collected all the ores into its storage pendant.

High in the sky, Duan Jin, dressed in black, fluttered his fingers as he swiftly tapped on a bronze chessboard.

Three hundred Xuanjia soldiers charged forward in formation following her divine will, their blades forming a torrent of iron and blood. The guards had just assembled when their spiritual shields were shattered by the Xuanjia soldiers.

Protected by numerous Xuanjia soldiers, the Northern Xuan cultivators from the southern mines scattered like exploding fireworks, disappearing into the darkness and snow.

Zhenshan cleared the road to the eastern mining area, and Huagu Hongli, Duanjin, and many Xuanjia soldiers immediately followed suit, blasting through the mine.

Within the Ten Thousand Bamboo Sword Formation, Zhaoming stood in mid-air, the crimson flames of the Yaoling Sword in his hand surging.

Just as the male cultivator at the early stage of the Golden Core realm opposite him unleashed his natal magic weapon, the Zhaoming Sword trembled.

Nine giant jade bamboos around him split open, and nine figures identical to Zhaoming surrounded and attacked.

Nine swords were unleashed simultaneously. The male cultivator hurriedly waved the banner in his hand to defend himself, but the torrent of water magic within the banner was torn to shreds by the Yaoling Sword before it could take shape.

Zhaoming's true form flashed behind the male cultivator and slashed horizontally with his sword.

In another part of the bamboo forest, Jiang Yi was fighting a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator alone.

The seven strings of the Qinghui Qin vibrated in unison, and the sound waves transformed into twelve invisible sword beams that tore through the sky!
Just as the mid-stage Golden Core cultivator made a hand seal to summon a thunder seal, Jiang Yi swept his five fingers across the strings, and the music of the zither suddenly changed to a murderous tone.

These twelve Heavenly Gang Sword Qi, tempered by the sea of ​​sword qi, were almost tangible. Each of them carried the killing intent of the zither music and quickly formed a sword formation under Jiang Yi's control.

Before the cultivator could even unleash his lightning seal, the space around him was already locked by sword energy. He roared as he activated his natal magic weapon, but Jiang Yi's divine sense suddenly poured into his crown chakra into his head.

The divine sense condenses into a sword, formless and intangible, making it a hundred times more lethal than the golden needles of the Crimson Silk Calamity.

The cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness was instantly pulverized, and his soul was violently shaken.

At the same time, sword energy crisscrossed within the sword formation, tearing down and shredding the cultivator's protective aura like thin paper. His physical body disintegrated inch by inch, eventually exploding into countless fragments!
……

In the distance, Jiang Yunye stood with his hands behind his back, his body surrounded by crimson flames that stretched across the sky like an insurmountable barrier, keeping the three Nascent Soul cultivators of the Tai Xuan Sect a hundred miles away.

He remained calm and composed, even managing to spare a wisp of his divine sense to quietly observe the battle unfolding within the mine.

When his divine sense swept across the chaotic battlefield and he saw the bamboo swordsman Zhaoming, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes. He sighed inwardly, "What a rare sword spirit!"

Immediately afterwards, he sensed a powerful sword intent erupting from the other side of the battlefield, with the sound of the zither like thunder and the sword energy crisscrossing.

"Controlling swords with a zither?!"

Jiang Yunye's pupils shrank sharply, and he almost lost control of his breathing!
He had seen many musicians wielding swords, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone blend the arts of the zither and the sword so seamlessly!

The music of the zither flowed like a surging river, and the sword energy poured out like a galaxy; the heart of the zither and the courage of the sword were perfectly integrated.

"This sword formation...this sword control technique...it's clearly the path of orthodox sword cultivators!"

Moreover, they are among the top-tier ones!
Jiang Yunye's heart felt like it had been scratched hard by a cat's claw. "This girl has such amazing talent in swordsmanship, why did she have to go and cultivate demon control?!"

He couldn't wait to rush down and grab Jiang Yi in front of him so he could test her sword!
Just then, a streak of bluish-white light, like a meteor tearing through the sky, suddenly shattered the curtain of fire that Jiang Yunye had spread out.

"Sword Master Yunye, how have you been?"

A soft, smiling voice rang out, and a middle-aged scholar dressed in a white robe stood in mid-air, holding a gilded jade fan with mountains and rivers painted on its surface.

With a gentle shake, he stirred up a thousand layers of spiritual energy, shattering Jiang Yunye's fiery barrier and revealing Jiang Yunye's true form. This person was none other than Pei Xuanling, the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Tai Xuan Sect!

Jiang Yunye's pupils shrank sharply. He never expected that this ingrate who tricked the Northern Profound Immortal Alliance into joining the scheme would personally show up.

"So it was you, you filthy wretch!"

Jiang Yunye laughed in anger, and the broadsword 'Canglang' in his arms was drawn with a clang. Before the sword even moved, the hundred-mile sea of ​​clouds was already churning like boiling water.

Jiang Yunye cultivates water, not fire, but for a Nascent Soul cultivator, the five elements of heaven and earth are entirely within their grasp and can be controlled at will.

Pei Xuanling swung his jade fan horizontally, and nine beams of mysterious light burst forth from between the fan ribs, crashing down with an overwhelming force that could suppress all things.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators below seized the opportunity and immediately transformed into streaks of light, rushing towards the mine.

"Go away!"

Jiang Yunye roared and slashed the Canglang Sword through the air. The sword energy river swallowed the nine streams of profound light and roared towards the two Nascent Soul cultivators. The two cultivators' protective magic treasures shattered instantly, and they were sent flying thousands of feet backward, spitting blood!

However, the third Nascent Soul escape light, aided by the protective golden talisman secretly activated by Pei Xuanling, withstood the aftershocks and rushed into the mining area!
"court death!"

Just as Jiang Yunye was about to give chase, Pei Xuanling suddenly appeared in front of him, his jade fan unfolding like a curtain falling from the sky, the rivers and mountains on the fan surface transforming into a real illusion, and the scenery of heaven and earth suddenly changed.

"Sword Master, aren't you afraid I'll go to the Kunwu Sword Sect to demand an explanation for interfering in Qianzhou's affairs so casually?"

Jiang Yunye's body stiffened slightly, but worried about his little grand-disciple, he still swung his sword at Pei Xuanling.

at that time.

The mine collapsed completely amidst the swirling ash and sword light, and most of the Cangling Sect cultivators had already fled into the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

As the bamboo forest dispersed, Shen Puning and Shang Shixu, under the cover of the Xuanjia soldiers, quickly ran to Jiang Yi's side. Before they could even exchange a word, a Nascent Soul-level escape light attacked from the horizon.

The Nascent Soul cultivator had a sinister face and moved with lightning speed, instantly appearing above everyone's heads!
"Remnants of the Northern Xuan, prepare to die!"

He roared, and the pressure of his Nascent Soul instantly crushed everyone's bones, rendering them unable to move!

Shang Shixu groaned, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. Shen Puning was even more severely suppressed, his face turning deathly pale, and the barbarian bone battle patterns involuntarily overflowed from his protective body.

Jiang Yi gritted his teeth and took out the Earthly Fiend Yellow Spring Pearl. Just as he was about to activate it, a blue light barrier with tortoise shell patterns suddenly appeared above their heads. The palm wind of the Nascent Soul cultivator hit the barrier and exploded into a powerful shockwave.

"Who dares to touch my disciple!"

A deep voice resounded through the sky. Shen Puning looked up abruptly and saw a familiar figure standing in mid-air.

"Master!"

Huiyuan Zhenjun's eyes were like torches. Although he was the weakest Nascent Soul cultivator in Beixuan, he still exerted all his strength to release a pressure that was not much inferior to that of his opponent, firmly protecting the three juniors behind him.

"You go first!"

As soon as Huiyuan finished speaking, a golden arrow exploded in the air, illuminating the path ahead.

Shen Puning was overjoyed, "It's Wushuang."

The three turned and sped away. The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Tai Xuan Sect shouted and charged towards Hui Yuan.

A giant ink tortoise phantom appeared behind Huiyuan, and he instantly merged with the ink tortoise he usually played with. The patterns on the tortoise shell transformed into a solid barrier, covering an area of ​​ten zhang in radius, forming a perfect protection.

The nine cone-shaped magic weapons unleashed by the Nascent Soul cultivator on the other side crashed into the barrier, yet not even a ripple was stirred!
As the weakest Nascent Soul cultivator in Beixuan, Huiyuan knew that his foundation was unstable and his magic power and divine sense were somewhat lacking. Therefore, he specially cultivated the "Xuanwu Suppressing Prison Technique," which maximized defense among the three Heavenly Grade techniques of Cangling Sect.

He can't beat the Nascent Soul cultivator on the other side, but standing here and taking the beating will buy Pu Ning and the others some time to escape. No problem!
Jiang Yi protected Shen Puning and Shang Shixu as they fled out of Hanya Mountain. The fact that a Nascent Soul cultivator could break into the mine meant that their master was facing a difficult problem and could not be stopped, so they had to evacuate immediately.

Jiang Yi immediately sent orders to the demons, but unfortunately, misfortune struck again. A tremendous tremor suddenly erupted in the eastern mining area, and Hua Gu's plea for help and the overwhelming pressure of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator came at the same time.

"Duanjin, protect Pu Ning and Shang Shixu and go ahead. I'll go check on them!"

Jiang Yixuan used his Qi to escape, traveling swiftly underground, and arrived at the eastern mining area in the blink of an eye.

A male cultivator in the late Golden Core stage, dressed in the golden robes of the Qian Tian Sect, was relentlessly pursuing Hong Li.

(End of this chapter)