From the family treasure tree to build an eternal family

Chapter 60 Immortal War
Du Yong was caught up in the surging crowd of soldiers and people.

"Brothers, follow me and charge!"

He roared loudly and led his soldiers to charge towards the enemy crowd.

With a "bang", a leather-armored soldier from the opposing team was kicked into the air by Du Yong, blood spurting out of his mouth two feet high, and he was already dead when he landed on the ground.

The fact that Du Yong was able to survive for ten years on a battlefield filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood and repeatedly make meritorious contributions shows that he is not stupid.

The enemy camp he led his men to charge into was a team of coolies similar to miners, and was very weak.

He didn't dare to get close to the spirit stone mine.

Since the threshold for practicing martial arts is low, there are many innate warriors and martial arts masters on the battlefield.

With Du Yong's strength, he would definitely not be able to defeat the enemy innate warrior.

"I wonder what the battle situation is like in the sky?"

He looked up at the night sky; the various spells cast by the immortals were dazzling.

The outcome of this war has nothing to do with them, the mortals; the decisive factor is those great foundation-building monks.

If they showed signs of defeat, Du Yong would take the opportunity to slip away without hesitation.

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Yan Yijin is from Yuanli County and is a cultivator at the third level of foundation building.

He came here to earn spirit stones. The scattered spirit crystal mines before made them think that there would not be many spirit stones in the core area, so both parties planned to negotiate and split it equally.

However, based on the mines deep underground, it was estimated that there were at least 100,000 spirit stones buried in the mining area. If the foundation-building cultivators of the Qianyuan Immortal Dynasty were to distribute them, each person could get several thousand.

That's a big number.

The foundation-building monks of the Baiyue Immortal Dynasty also thought so, so the negotiations broke down and war broke out.

The winner can monopolize the spirit stone mine, obtain the immortal cultivation resources from the opponent, and other spoils. The loser will die without a complete body.

There was a person floating in the air next to him. He was Wu Zhe, a fellow Taoist who was also from Yuanli County.

At this time, the two of them's spiritual consciousness was firmly locked on the enemy foundation-building cultivator several hundred meters away: Ruan Xiong.

They had seen Ruan Xiong's flying sword skills, so they joined forces. One-on-one, they could not be Ruan Xiong's opponent.

"Whoosh~~"

In the night, three inconspicuous rays of light cut through the space and headed straight for Yan Yijin and Wu Zhe's heads.

"careful!"

Yan Yijin reminded him.

The opponent's three flying swords are at least mid-grade spiritual weapons. Not only are they as thin as a cicada's wing, sharp and strong, they also have the ability to conceal their aura.

At the same time, he put his right index finger and middle finger together and extended them in the shape of a sword, and a white sword energy more than a foot long shot out from his fingertips.

He practiced the "Liang Yi Sword Finger Technique" in depth, and cultivated the Shangyang acupoints on the index fingers and the Zhongchong acupoints on the middle fingers of both hands into his own "weapons against the enemy". With a single finger he could launch sword energy that could fly several thousand meters straight.

The white sword energy flew out at a faster speed and accurately blocked a flying sword.

With a crisp "ding" sound, the palm-long spiritual flying sword was knocked away by the white sword energy and spun in the air.

However, the spiritual flying sword quickly stopped in the air, adjusted its angle, and flew towards Yan Yijin again.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, I'm entangled with him, you go and kill him!"

Yan Yijin didn't dare to hide his weakness any longer. He pointed his swords with both hands and tapped his fingertips repeatedly. Strands of white sword energy collided and entangled with the flying sword of the spiritual weapon.

The advantage of his "Liang Yi Sword Finger Technique" is its fast speed, but its disadvantage is that the white sword energy flies in a straight line and is uncontrollable.

The opponent's spiritual weapon flying sword was refined by the opponent and controlled by his spiritual consciousness, and could turn flexibly in the air.

Another point is that his sword fingers consume a lot of spiritual energy and are not suitable for protracted battles.

Wu Zhe, who came to help in the battle, appeared with spiritual armor on his body and flew towards Ruan Xiong with a long sword in his hand.

Ruan Xiong had no choice but to control one flying sword to stop Wu Zhe. He could control three flying swords, so splitting his attention between them was no problem.

"Ding ding dang dang~~" They fought at an extremely fast speed.

In a short while, Yan Yijin had already shot out hundreds of white sword energies, repeatedly knocking away Ruan Xiong's spiritual flying sword. He wasn't just defending, he would occasionally fire a few sword energies at Ruan Xiong.

Similarly, Ruan Xiong would also control the spiritual flying sword to block the sword energy.

The two sides exchanged blows, and it was difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time. Yan Yijin's spiritual power was rapidly depleting, and he knew that if he didn't have help, he would lose.

Wu Zhe swung the long sword in his hand, knocking away the flying swords that were flying around like mosquitoes and flies again and again.

"Damn it! I hate sword-controlling monks the most. They're so difficult to deal with."

The armor he wore was a low-grade spiritual weapon. Although it was not as powerful as Ruan Xiong's flying sword, it would not be easily penetrated. The long sword in his hand was a mid-grade spiritual weapon, enough to compete with the flying sword.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Ruan Xiong, he swung his sword, and the blade emitted a dazzling golden light dozens of meters long.

Ruan Xiong panicked when faced with the sudden attack. He was only good at killing enemies with flying swords from a distance, and his combat ability was weak when the enemy was close.

As he dodged, his control over the flying sword weakened, so that the flying sword was bounced a thousand meters away by Yan Yijin's sword energy.

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"good chance!"

Yan Yijin saw that the opponent was vulnerable to the combined forces of the two, and shot out several sword energies with both hands.

Seeing that he was no match for his opponent, Ruan Xiong decided to retreat and controlled his flying sword to defend himself at close range.

One flying sword blocked the sword energy, and another flew to Wu Zhe's back, intending to attack the enemy.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, you will pursue the enemy while I'm victorious. Leave the flying sword to me!"

Yan Yijin and Wu Zhe switched from defense to offense. He used his sword energy to tangle with the flying sword, while Wu Zhe attacked from close range.

Ruan Xiong controlled his flying sword to block the attack while retreating, but the two pursued him relentlessly, unwilling to let him go.

Suddenly he controlled the flying sword to change direction, and three flying swords flew towards Wu Zhe from three directions.

Wu Zhe, who was close to him, was his primary trouble in getting rid of the pursuit. Only after he got rid of Wu Zhe could he escape.

This time, Wu Zhe still trusted Yan Yijin, thinking that Yan Yijin would block the flying sword behind him like he did just now.

Wu Zhe only blocked the flying sword coming towards him, and there were two flying swords behind him: one hit his back and got stuck in his armor, and the other flew through the weak point of the armor and pierced Wu Zhe.

Yan Yijin took this opportunity and shot several sword energies towards Ruan Xiong.

Several of the sword energies were dodged, but two hit him: one cut off Ruan Xiong's left arm, and one penetrated his Dantian Qi Sea.

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Ruan Xiong didn't expect that the other party gave up on saving people and only wanted to kill him. He felt with horror that the spiritual power in his Dantian Qi Sea was leaking out rapidly. His right hand was like a phantom, tapping the meridian acupoints near his Dantian to slow down the speed of spiritual power leakage.

He took out the pill from the storage bag and swallowed it, then threw out a second-level fog and miasma talisman, turned around and turned into a stream of light and fled into the distance.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Yan Yijin hurried to chase after him, but the fog and miasma talisman blocked his vision and spiritual perception.

By the time he rushed out of the range of the fog and miasma talisman, Ruan Xiong was no longer in sight.

"His Dantian is destroyed, there's no way he can escape far!"

Yan Yijin's spiritual power was exhausted, so he quickly took out a pill to restore his spiritual power from his storage bag and swallowed it. While quickly recovering his spiritual power, he searched everywhere for Ruan Xiong's trace.

However, the range of his spiritual awareness was only a thousand meters. How could he search for Ruan Xiong who was hiding in the vast and desolate mountains?

After searching in vain, he returned to the battlefield, collected Wu Zhe's spiritual weapon and storage bag, and also picked up two of Ruan Xiong's flying swords.

He killed several late-stage Qi training cultivators from the Baiyue Immortal Dynasty and joined the battlefield again.

Once the balance of war is tipped, the winner will be decided.

Soon, the Baiyue Immortal Dynasty fled, leaving behind many corpses of cultivators.

Thanks for the reward from "Gu Bu Ren"
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