No Man Can Pass
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"Whoosh!" The silver spear flew like a bolt of lightning, its Stern Sun Spear Light bursting forth in front of them, blinding the Profound Yin Sect around them.
The Huiyang cultivator, who was the first to be hit, retreated in a sorry state. Looking at the Swordsmanship in his hand, he noticed that even its radiance had dimmed considerably.
Penglai Sword Pavilion, the Stern Sun Divine Spear!
Martial Cultivation have always been slightly stronger in actual combat than Daoist practitioners, especially at lower levels. As the level increases, this gap narrows, but in a head-on clash, the explosive power of Martial Cultivation clearly has the upper hand in a battle between equals; even the power of Law Treasure cannot withstand the force of such a spear.
Li Qingjun's first shot was effective, which gave her more confidence.
The gun tongue flickered, and the biting Gale Wind swept past, getting caught in the Fierce Wind Art coming from the opposite side.
The powerful wind spell of the Sun-level, howling for thousands of miles and turning everything in its path to dust, could not break through the power of this mere silver spear.
A beam of silver light shone directly into the center of the fierce wind, causing the gale to swirl and the landscape to change color.
"Bang!" Another Huiyang cultivator stumbled backward in horror, causing all the disciples around him to tumble to the ground.
All the Profound Yin Sect disciples were horrified when they saw Li Qingjun standing there with her spear held high.
This isn't arrogance; they simply have the capability!
Li Qingjun lowered the tip of her spear and slowly said, "The Profound Yin Sect is nothing special."
Without the sudden leap of Xuan Hao Zhenren to the Qian Yuan realm, the other Profound Yin Sect members were nothing special to begin with; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to cause such a commotion and escape when Qin Yi and Meng Qingying were still Teng Yun back then...
But these words are utterly intolerable!
You really want to take on our entire Profound Yin Sect by yourself!
The leading Huiyang cultivator shouted, "Form the Yin Yang Reversal Array!"
All cultivators below the Cloud Ascension level retreated, and two Radiant Sun cultivators led several Cloud Ascension cultivators to form the formation that had once caused Qin Yi so much pain.
Several Law Treasure shone brightly, and even the Qin Xin cultivator who had retreated to a distance summoned his treasures in an attempt to launch a ranged attack.
Li Qingjun watched quietly as the myriad rays of light swept in, her eyes devoid of sorrow or joy.
I'm so used to this kind of scene.
It's like riding a horse on the battlefield, facing countless gleaming swords and spears.
That's all there is to it!
A sharp glint flashed in Li Qingjun's eyes.
The Eye of Truth accurately discerned the true core of the opponent's chaotic formation, and the most flawed aspect of his own formation had been corrected. Daoist cultivators possess wondrous methods; Martial Cultivation can shatter them!
A massive phantom of spear light ripped through the sky, crushing countless rays of light, like a shooting star rushing towards the moon, and disappeared into the heart of the formation.
Penglai Sword Techniques, Falling Moon Divine Sword!
The biggest difference between Li Qingjun and Qin Yi wielding a stick is that Li Qingjun knows how to use Flying Sword Technique.
"Boom!"
The Yin Yang Reversal Array shattered into nothingness by a single blow. Some of the weaker Cloud-Soaring cultivators coughed up blood and fell backward. Even Yu Fuzi, who was mixed in with them, bled as he looked in fear at Li Qingjun stood proudly with his spear in the distance.
He hadn't held back at all; he was a loyal Xuan Yin disciple going all out. Yet, even within the great formation, he was still battered and bruised.
The two Huiyang elders were unharmed. With the support of the formation, they actually had a slight advantage. Taking advantage of the fact that Li Qingjun's new power had not yet been generated, two Tai Chi symbols appeared around her.
Daoist cultivation has its own mysterious and wondrous methods; it is not about relying on brute force or direct confrontation.
Li Qingjun's body stiffened, and then her consciousness became slightly confused, as if an irresistible persuasion was eroding her will and weakening her spirit.
The Profound Yin Sect's method of confusing the Cauldron.
The leading Elder Huiyang laughed, "Cultivating life but not nature is like being delivered Cauldron; you'd better behave yourself... Huh?"
Li Qingjun suddenly opened her eyes, as if two sword shadows had suddenly appeared in her vision.
Then, a sound like silk tearing rang out, and two sword shadows flashed by. The elder Huiyang, who had spoken, clutched his head and groaned in pain, "What... what is this?!"
A gift from Ghost Cultivator: the Soul-Destroying Sword!
Li Qingjun thrust her silver spear, piercing through the formation, blood splattering everywhere. Elder Huiyang staggered back, blood seeping from his ribs and even his seven orifices.
He single-handedly defeated a hundred enemies, breaking through their formidable formation, and the enemy's strongest warrior, Huiyang, was wounded and forced to retreat.
Li Qingjun slammed her spear to the ground and coldly shouted, "Those who cross the line die!"
The room fell silent.
Qin Yi, standing beside Li Qingjun, almost got an erection while watching her retreating figure.
He wasn't completely incapable of attacking while controlling the formation; he could easily manage to cast a few Technique Method to assist. It was just that he was getting carried away watching Qing Jun fight, so he didn't want to intervene. It was good for her to get some practice.
Such a dashing and heroic figure is a pleasure to behold.
She was a natural-born warrior, capable of holding off ten thousand men; she was born to roam the battlefield...
Of course, this situation also stemmed from the lack of coordination between the two sides. For example, the two Huiyang elders never attacked at the same time; they always took turns, as if competing to see whose method was more effective.
Such poor teamwork doesn't necessarily mean that having more people makes you any stronger. After all, the so-called formation isn't about setting up an array beforehand for Li Qingjun to enter, but rather an outward-facing formation. As long as Li Qingjun doesn't leave this line, she really isn't afraid of them.
"That female Sword Cultivator from Penglai... she's gone too far!" Even Elder Huiyang, who was suspected to be Yu Fuzi's senior uncle, was enraged and unleashed his trump Law Treasure: "Does she really think my Profound Yin Sect has no one to rely on?!"
Behind them, countless Profound Yin Sect disciples shone various colors of auxiliary light onto the two Hui Yang Elders, causing their auras to surge.
Qin Yi secretly cast the following spells on Li Qingjun: Giant Strength Art, Lightness, Solidify Spirit, and Sharpness Art.
It's just a support role, everyone has one.
Li Qingjun twirled her gun and smiled slightly, "Then let's try again."
The war has resumed.
Basically, the disciples of Tengyun could no longer participate in this battle; they could only launch sneak attacks from the outside... Seeing the two Huiyang elders fighting Li Qingjun like a spinning top, Yu Fuzi's eyes darted around and he slowly retreated.
After watching for a while, Qin Yi saw that they could indeed hold their own, and his mind began to wander into the distance.
While the story unfolds in great detail, the actual exchange was incredibly fast, resulting in a very short time for them to emerge from the mountains... Time calculations in the cultivation world are rather annoying. For example, this is less than two minutes, and there's no good way to describe the time. Half a cup of tea? That's too vague, not even as good as a cup of tea.
But in less than two minutes, Xuan Hao Zhenren, who was guarding outside the Thousand Mountains Alliance, should have already sensed the change in the sect. Although the distance was one or two thousand miles, which would be considered crossing provincial borders in some small provinces on Earth, Xuan Hao was a Qian Yuan!
Sure enough, just as he was thinking this, Xuan Hao's furious roar came from a thousand miles away, "Who are you, you scoundrel! Die!"
As the words were spoken, the spirit descended.
Qin Yi noticed that these Qian Yuan contestants all liked to use the "Divine Soul Descent" technique immediately, even knowing it was extremely dangerous, they still insisted on showing off. Back then, the Palace Master and Monk Cheng Yuan Feng Bulie him at sea, he also used "Divine Descent" first, only to turn tail and run at the sight of the Zhan Guang Sword, eventually catching up in his true form, panting heavily. Why bother...?
At this moment, Xuan Hao was the same. His divine soul descended, and he immediately saw a huge, overwhelming mouth waiting for him in the sky.
It just opens its mouth wide, but has no eyes, nose, or anything else.
"Awooo..."
"!!!" Xuan Hao's soul instantly retracted, as if he had seen a ghost.
Liusu missed her bite and angrily withdrew her hand, saying, "He's lucky he ran away fast."
Qin Yi wiped his sweat. "Couldn't you have launched a sneak attack? Why did you have to wait there?"
"It's too late. Qian Yuan Divine Sense can travel a thousand miles in an instant and is instantly withdrawn. Any sneak attack is meaningless. Zhang was waiting there, originally wanting to see if he would think he was very powerful and rush in to walk into the trap."
"He's not stupid!"
"Hmph," Liusu said, "His real form is here now. Let's run and play hide-and-seek with him."
"Okay." Qin Yi turned his head, about to call Li Qingjun to retreat, when the sky suddenly changed.
Xuan Hao was hastily retreating from outside the Thousand Mountains Alliance when he was caught in a giant chessboard halfway there.
Nineteen paths crisscross, each one a mystery.
There is no sky or earth, only black and white.
The cycle of Yin and Yang is like being trapped in a maze.
The most terrifying thing is that the divine sense that has just been recovered is almost unable to find its physical form. Although the consciousness has returned, the Three Souls Seven Souls seem to have been torn apart by the chessboard and cannot find the way home.
"With your soul severed, Qian Yuan is nothing more than this. I've been waiting for you to fall into this trap for seven days..." An aged voice echoed from the mountains, sounding quite heartbroken. "Do you know how I've spent these seven days...?"