The seven of them were delayed for a moment due to some things, and they were a step behind the others and failed to follow the main force.
"Oh?" The other person raised his eyebrows, his tone full of playfulness,
"This person is actually coming towards us? He really doesn't want to live long!"
The leader sneered, demonic energy surged around his body, and he waved his hand. "Everyone, come with me for a while, this late Purple Mansion great monk who doesn't know whether to live or die!"
Among the seven of them, there are four Purple Mansion mid-term great monks.
This kind of lineup really encounters a tough opponent. If they join forces, they may not be afraid of that person.
To take a step back, even if they can't take it, the opponent won't be able to get rid of their hard bones for a while, and they might even be led by their noses to circle around this battlefield.
At that time, all it takes is to lead the person to the camp and a few people come over, and then the person will definitely die.
"So fast!!"
At this moment, the face of the person who spoke first suddenly changed.
When he used Divine Sense to detect it, the other party was clearly still six miles away, but now, it is only a mere mile away from them!
One mile away, for monk Purple Mansion, what is the difference between being cheek to cheek?
"Form up!" The man shouted fiercely, his voice changing the tone, "I'll meet this great monk soon!"
The seven people suddenly moved and gathered together in one place. Their hands quickly formed a seal, and a circle of scarlet formation light swayed under their feet.
The light was like a blood lotus blooming, its petals stretched out, magic patterns intertwined, and a combined attack formation was about to take shape.
However, the formation under his feet was only half-formed when it came to an abrupt end as if someone had cut off its roots with a sword.
The movements in the hands of the seven people all stopped, and the rapidly flying fingers froze in mid-air. Their faces became lifeless at the same moment, and the light in their eyes suddenly extinguished, replaced by a void and confusion, like puppets whose souls had been taken away.
"Qiang Qiang--!"
A jet-black sword light pierced the sky, chasing the moon like a crescent moon! Wherever the sword light passed, the air was torn apart with a sharp hiss.
When they were still tens of feet away from the few people, the black sword light suddenly trembled and exploded like a clone, turning into several sharp sword lights that were several feet long, each of which locked onto one person with incomparable accuracy!
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
There was a muffled sound of flesh and blood being penetrated and it exploded almost at the same time.
Five of the seven people died on the spot!
The corpses were either split open with sloping shoulders, or cut off at the waist, and the remaining limbs and arms were mixed with blood mist and exploded into a ball in the air.
The person with the highest level of cultivation was wearing an unknown level of protective magic weapon. After being hit by the sword light, his whole body flew backwards like a stone, and was smashed into the pile of rocks in the distance. The gravel flew into the sky, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.
But one of the early Purple Mansion monks actually survived, not because he had any protective magic weapon, nor because his defense was stronger than those of the middle Purple Mansion.
It's because this person's name is...Han Qianchen!
When the faces of these people could be clearly seen, the panels above their heads appeared in front of Jiang Tian's eyes.
Above the head of one of them were the words "Han Qianchen".
With these three words, Jiang Tian deliberately spared him a breath.
At this moment, the emotional fluctuations that enveloped Han Qianchen quietly faded away like the tide.
His empty eyes regained focus, and then were overwhelmed by the overwhelming pain.
"Ahhhhhh--!"
A scream that was too shrill to sound like a human voice broke out from Han Qianchen's mouth.
Although the sword light did not kill him, it split half of his body apart!
The wound was scorched black, and the remaining Sword Qi was like a maggot attached to the bone, eating away at the flesh and blood, making a sizzling sound.
What's even more deadly is that some of the extremely sharp Sword Qi has penetrated into the Dantian Purple Mansion along the meridians. The tearing pain from the Dantian is far more severe than the trauma on the physical body!
A figure suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes.
It was a handsome face but full of murderous intent. Under the sword-shaped eyebrows, the murderous intent in those eyes was so thick that it almost overflowed, and it was as cold as two bottomless cold pools.
"What did you do to my eldest brother Jiang Minghai!!!"
Han Qianchen's expression suddenly froze, and the face that was distorted by severe pain added a bit of confusion and fear.
He cried out in panic, "What Jiang Minghai? I really don't know it! I really don't know it!"
He really couldn't remember when he had killed a person named Jiang Minghai.
But the murderous expression in front of him told him that the other party was definitely not deceiving him.
"That's all, I guess I won't be able to tell if I ask you." Jiang Tian sneered, and there was no warmth in the curve of the corner of his mouth.
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qianchen saw a big hand growing in size in his eyes. The palm blocked the skylight and all his vision, and finally landed firmly on his Tianling Cap.
A strange wave was inserted straight into his brain and Sea of Consciousness like a red-hot iron, stirring crazily!
Sea of Consciousness seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, and countless memory fragments were violently stirred up and extracted!
"Ahhhh--!"
Jiang Tian The most brutal method was used to search for souls this time.
By the time he extracted all Han Qianchen's memories of the past year, Han Qianchen was foaming at the mouth, his eyes were white, and his pupils were as dilated as dead fish.
Jiang Tian While quickly digesting the memories pouring into his mind, he twisted his palms slightly.
"Click."
Han Qianchen's neck was easily broken like a dead branch, and his head drooped at a weird angle.
"Huh?" Jiang Tian suddenly paused in digesting the memory.
When he was searching for souls, his hands were shaking uncontrollably. He was afraid of finding the worst result.
Unexpectedly, the eldest brother's family was saved by a Buddhist monk who traveled far and wide!
Seriously...
However, the expression on his face suddenly froze again.
Since nothing happened to the eldest brother and his family, why didn't he reply to Blackwater County to report that he was safe?
Even if he had already left Blackwater County at that time, he could still inform Yuan Long or the county magistrate! Could it be that there is something else hidden?
Jiang Tian's brows furrowed even more tightly, his thoughts racing.
"Buddhist cultivation...Treasure Vase Island..."
"This Treasure Vase Island is an island between the Central Divine Continent and Cangwu Continent."
"Cough cough cough--"
In the rubble pile, the Purple Mansion mid-term magic cultivator who was knocked away slowly stood up.
If it weren't for the personal soft armor magic weapon on his body, he would have been split in half with that sword strike just now.
But now, the magic weapon had been completely destroyed and lay dull and dull on his chest. His chest also sunk into a terrifying arc, and the broken bones formed a ferocious shape under the skin.
But none of this mattered. He looked straight at the face not far away, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.
"Jiang Tian?!"
What responded to him was another fast and fierce sword light!
"Boom!"
After the sword strike, there was no sound in the rubble.
Jiang Tian did not stay here longer. He quickly searched several people for useful things, elixirs, and magic weapons, and rolled them all into Storage Bag. Then he transformed into an escape light and left the area.
He followed the most peripheral route on the map, carefully avoiding all camps.
Who knows if there is a monk from Purple Mansion Perfection in any camp?
He had no intention of confronting these people head-on.
The eight times Amplification given by Prismatic Entry indeed gave him an extremely powerful trump card, but the last incident with the reckless man had already made him remember a lot. The trump card was used to save his life, not to waste.
Since the route was extremely remote, there were no accidents along the way.
He didn't even fully spread Divine Sense along the way, but only cautiously covered an area of three miles around him.
Soon, he escaped from the Foundation Establishment camp on the White Lotus Sect side, no, it should be called Purple Mansion Camp now.
Since his appearance disrupted White Lotus Sect's entire layout, now Purple Mansion monks from both sides are probably fully involved in Foundation Establishment Battlefield, and Three Sects's side is probably no exception.
After crossing the fighting buffer zone, Jiang Tian soon arrived at the "Qi" camp at the forefront.
"Huh?"
When the outline of the "Qi" camp appeared in his sight, Jiang Tian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
"I don't remember how long I stayed in that hall..."
I saw that the camp, which was originally made up of tents, had completely changed its appearance.
Rows of lofts replaced the low tents, and the auras of light flowed between the buildings, faintly forming a formation of mutual horns.
He originally wanted to use Divine Sense to explore, but as soon as Divine Sense spread over, it was as if he hit an invisible high wall and was bounced back unceremoniously.
At the same time, in an attic in the camp.
An old woman wearing a black robe sitting cross-legged on the top floor of the attic was closing her eyes.
Under her body is a magic circle that circulates endlessly. Three skull-sized magic balls are placed in a triangle shape on the magic circle, surrounding her in the center. The old woman's hands are stacked in front of her belly with her palms facing up. In her palms lies a transparent irregular stone. A silver thread as thin as a hair extends from the top of the stone, connecting the center of her eyebrows.
At this moment, the old woman suddenly opened her eyes. A flash of light flashed in her old eyes.
"Someone is using Divine Sense to explore the camp. You guys, go and have a look."
This spiritual thought was transmitted instantly. In several attics, several figures turned into white light and flew out almost at the same time.
These people are on duty. If there is an emergency, they will be responsible for investigating. Each sect has two people.
Since Divine Sense couldn't detect it, Jiang Tian simply accepted Divine Sense and flew over without hesitation.
"Who is coming?"
A broad, dull voice came into his ears like rolling thunder.
Jiang Tian squinted his eyes and saw six rays of light speeding toward him in the camp.
Jiang Tian didn't speak, just looked at the visitor quietly.
There are red words on the heads of the six people, and there is no gold.
"Extract."
Several rays of red light flew silently into his eyebrows.
"Jiang Tian?" Heavenly Fire Sect's disciple named Zhu Zigui called out in surprise.
As soon as these words came out, several people stopped in unison.
After hearing the word "Jiang Tian", the Purple Mansion monk from the Beast Taming Sect rolled his eyes, and then laughed loudly, "Since I am a disciple of Three Sects, I will go back first."
After that, he turned around and left without waiting for anyone else's reaction.
Later, Jiang Tian, led by two senior brothers Heavenly Fire Sect Purple Mansion, came to an attic in the central area of the camp.
I learned from two senior brothers that after Three Sects's Purple Mansion monks arrived at Foundation Establishment Battlefield, they simply went to the front and built this Purple Mansion base camp based on the "Qi" camp.
Nowadays, almost all the Zifu monks from the three religions are concentrated here.
"Junior Brother Jiang."
Jiang Tian Before he opened the door, a gentle and gentle voice came from inside.
According to what the two senior brothers said, this Purple Mansion monk is the general person in charge of the Heavenly Fire Sect's battlefield here.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door in front of him opened silently.
A tall young man with a jade hairpin on his head and a gentle face like a gentleman stood in front of Jiang Tian, holding an unfolded folding fan in his hand, with mountains and rivers covered with mist and mist.
Jiang Tian glanced over his head, Li Tian. Two... golden entries! As expected of the Heavenly Fire Sect, the leader in charge of Purple Mansion Battlefield, there were actually two golden entries beside him!
Jiang Tian silently muttered "Extract" in his heart, then he cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother."
"Hey!" Li Tian strode forward, patted Jiang Tian's shoulder warmly, and said in a friendly tone, "You don't have to be so reserved. Speaking of which, you and I are from the same family."
"Huh?" Jiang Tian looked confused.
Li Tian explained with a smile, "My master Lu Qingyao is from the same sect as Master Sect Master. After all, aren't you and I brothers from the same lineage?"
Jiang Tian was about to respond with a smile when an angry, thunderous voice exploded in his ears.
"Jiang Tian! Get out of here!!!"
Before Jiang Tian made any reaction, Li Tian's expression had already changed.
The gentle and jade-like face suddenly darkened, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"Hmph!" He sneered and closed the folding fan, "Beast Taming Sect, these people are really just like Master Sect Master said. They have been hanging around with those furry and horned things for a long time, and they have become no different from monsters."
After that, he patted Jiang Tian on the shoulder again and said in a deep voice, "Just stay here and let me handle this matter."
"Beast Taming Sect?" Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows and laughed instead.
He thought about it and couldn't remember who he had offended at the Beast Taming Sect.
Could it be that another disciple had his junior sister or close relative die on the battlefield, and then the blame was placed on him?
"Well..." Li Tian pondered for a moment, with a bit of solemnity in his tone, "This person's surname is Dongfang. Purple Mansion is a late-stage monk."
"Dongfang?" Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows, then laughed, "You really hit the young one, here comes the old one."
He paused, looked at Li Tian, and said in a calm tone, "In that case, Senior Brother Li, this matter happened because of me. I'm afraid it won't be easy to solve if you come forward alone. I'll go out with you."
Li Tian hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. "Okay."
The moment the door opened, Jiang Tian saw a bit of bright golden light and a large area of dense red light, which was the color of the entry.
The owner of the golden entry is named "Dongfang Batian".
[I have an exam tomorrow, please take a day off]
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