Chapter 261
"This gloomy ghost formation, I'm afraid it has already approached the level of Tier 3 intermediate."
"After another period of time, swallowing more living souls and flesh and blood, it can truly advance to Tier 3 intermediate, and its strength will increase significantly..."
The pictures transmitted by the fighter made many classmates frown.
A Tier 3 formation relies on spiritual veins and can be stronger than most Jin Dan cultivators in attack distance, power, and endurance, not to mention a Tier 3 intermediate formation.
The Li Yun Sect does not possess this inheritance.
It must be from outside the realm; either True Person Master Li Hai obtained it in the war outside the realm and hid it privately, or there is an external force intervening in secret.
Looking at the roaring ghosts in it, I don't know how many mortal souls have been invested in these years, and how many Li Yun Sect cultivators have benefited from it, with their cultivation bases advancing greatly.
Although the hidden dangers are huge, advancement is difficult, and they often go into qi deviation and die, and there may be hidden doors left behind, doing wedding clothes for others.
But with their knowledge, naturally, they wouldn't know and treated it as an immortal elixir.
"However, a formation is a formation."
"The attack distance is no more than ten to twenty kilometers, and it cannot move!"
Jin Lingfeng sneered.
Cannot move!
For Immortal Sect cultivators who are strong in attack and weak in defense, and have super long attack distances, this is a living target!
"Prepare!"
Just about to order the attack.
She was stunned, looking at the thousands of ghosts in the formation, with points of cold killing intent permeating.
The group channel was also quiet, without any noise.
"Immortal Sect citizens' souls!"
"Three hundred and forty-seven!"
After waiting for a long time, it was cold and quiet, and someone in the group channel said coldly.
On the periphery of that ten-thousand-ghost formation,
There were actually many ghosts wearing jeans and shirts, with blood tears flowing from their eyes, and expressions of extreme pain!
Many people had broken hands and feet, had long since lost their heads, and wandered confusedly among the thousands of ghosts.
They were driven to the outermost periphery by the formation, wailing painfully in the sun.
"They actually dare..."
"Whose fathers and mothers are these, whose children?"
Jiang Ding felt a shock in his heart, seeing the death of so many citizens for the first time.
Mom, grandparents, uncles and aunts, they all went to military bases outside the realm to serve after becoming adults; did they also encounter such dangers?
"Li Yun Sect, really good..."
Many classmates said with killing intent; they had been in the campus during their youth and adolescence, and the immature temperament they had cultivated was rapidly transforming, iron-blooded and cold.
"Want to use this to delay time?"
"Or even block, making us helpless and stop the attack?"
Jin Lingfeng's voice was extremely cold.
"Underestimated the Immortal Sect."
"If it were so simple to make the Immortal Sect helpless, we would have perished ten thousand years ago and wouldn't have continued to this day."
"Signal flare, one!"
"Give them thirty seconds, exit the formation and surrender immediately; don't say I didn't warn you!"
A column-shaped missile protruded from the bomb bay, passed through a distance of eighty or ninety kilometers under the Tier 3 military formation's boost, arrived outside the Li Yun Sect formation, turned into a light, and penetrated inside.
"Immortal Sect missile!"
The Li Yun Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator presiding over the formation screamed in horror.
They were extremely familiar with this; thousands of ghosts roared, their auras ranging from Foundation Establishment to Qi Condensation, densely packed, rushing toward the missile.
There were even pure white Li Yun Sect sword Qi spells, gathering together, hitting the sky into pieces, with spiritual light exploding constantly.
But it had no effect on the light of the signal flare, as if hitting a void.
"We are all going to die!"
"I said long ago that the Immortal Sect envoys couldn't be killed, and I said long ago that the mountain gate couldn't be guarded!"
Many Foundation Establishment cultivators roared in despair and collapse.
For thousands of years of minor realm rule, the two words "Immortal Sect" had penetrated into their bones.
"Don't panic! It's a signal flare, just a simple communication talisman!"
An old man with a hunched back shouted, interrupting their chaos.
This person's name in the data provided by the Canghai Steel Floating Island Military Base was Zhu Fuqi, the eldest disciple of True Person Master Li Hai.
Foundation Establishment perfection cultivation base, and also the sect master of the Li Yun Sect, who had been in charge of the Li Yun Sect's affairs for many years, with great prestige.
"Communication? Do we still have hope?"
"This matter has nothing to do with me; it was all forced by the Supreme Elder. What can we do?"
With such a roar, many people immediately looked at him, their eyes full of hope, and then turned into madness and resentment, no longer caring about the majesty of the Jin Dan cultivator.
Being stared at by so many abnormal eyes, including dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators and tens of thousands of Qi Condensation cultivators, even the hunched old man felt a chill in his heart.
The signal flare fell lightly into his hand.
Many eyes stared tightly.
He wanted to destroy it, but didn't dare.
Zhu Fuqi knew that if he dared to do so, these sect Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation would immediately tear him apart without any hesitation.
If the Immortal Sect was willing to grant amnesty, it would be the same.
Helplessly, he touched the signal flare with his spiritual sense and opened it.
"According to the treaty signed between the Li Yun Sect Patriarch and the Immortal Sect three thousand years ago, the judgment is as follows."
"... All cultivators and mortals who participated in harming Immortal Sect citizens, whether directly or indirectly, die."
"All those who have no direct or indirect relationship with this matter, failing to protect the citizens, will spend the rest of their lives in hard labor until death..."
"Time limit thirty seconds, starting from this moment."
The signal flare automatically broadcasted the sound and spiritual sense fluctuations, spreading in all directions, unable to be blocked.
"Is that so?"
All the Li Yun Sect Foundation Establishment cultivators were heartbroken, showing unwillingness.
That day, a Jin Dan cultivator personally forced them, plus the guards of his confidants, what could they do?
If they refused to slaughter Immortal Sect citizens with their own hands, they would have to die at that time!
"Since the Eastern Pole Demon Sect refuses to let us go!"
Zhu Fuqi breathed a sigh of relief, points of despair floated in his heart, but on the surface, he was extremely excited: "Fellow Junior Martial Brothers, it's just a hundred or so Foundation Establishment cultivators; we have the sect formation, and we don't fear even if a Jin Dan cultivator comes!"
"The Old Ancestor won't ignore it either!"
"As long as we kill these demonic cultivators here and make great contributions, we will definitely be able to enter the Immortal Sect's eyes; by then, we will enter the Immortal Sect, and we will all have hope for the immortal path."
"It's not impossible to become a venerable ancestor in the future!"
His words made many Foundation Establishment cultivators float hope, grabbing it firmly like a life-saving straw.
"Yes, the Eastern Pole Demon Sect enslaves us, so today is the day!"
"Wait for the Immortal Sect to descend, we will all be great contributors! Our names will be sung in the realm forever!"
"If they don't give us a way to live, then kill to the Canghai Floating Island, kill to their mother realm!"
Many Foundation Establishment cultivators had blood-red eyes, roaring incessantly, killing intent sweeping the sky, their eyes blood-red, and the sect's morale was excited and crazy.
Different from the crazy and restless atmosphere of the Li Yun Sect mountain gate.
Ninety kilometers away, even the group channel was quiet, and a needle could be heard.
"... Twenty-eight seconds, twenty-nine seconds, thirty seconds."
"Release!"
Two aerospace battalions swallowed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of more than ten kilometers, and amidst the mysterious formation patterns, the Tier 3 killing formation was boosted.
Amidst the terrifying whistling, 72 missiles broke through the sea of clouds and killed toward the ghost-filled sect formation in the distance.
This was not the end.
"Release!"
"Release!!"
"..."
Jin Lingfeng ordered without hesitation.
Except for the aerospace battalion on alert, the remaining two aerospace battalions launched missiles boosted by the Tier 3 military formation wave after wave, without stopping for a moment.
A total of ten rounds of missiles were launched.
Equivalent to a Jin Dan cultivator attacking twenty times in a row with spells!
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