"Elder Ye, the only Supreme Elder of Yunxia Sect, went to the royal family to negotiate. It is a good time to seize the mine head-on, and everything is within your expectations."

Tie Danxin, who is short and dark-skinned, has a cheerful laugh and complimented her words.

Among the four true pill monks, Tiedanxin has the lowest cultivation level.

However, as the clan leader of the Tie family who split up, he was the "righteousness" of the Ye family supporting him and fighting for Tengling Mine.

Otherwise, the attack of the Ye family camp would lead to Wuming's army.

Elder Ye glanced at Tiedan's heart. His current choice was just a bad choice, and it was the ultimate helpless alternative.

"Mortal World."

Elder Ye finally looked at Ye Fanchen, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

The winner of this battle, Ye Fanchen, who was a sword cultivator in the late stage of Jiedan, is the most critical point.

"When I get to the place, Uncle Xiang will call me again."

Ye Fanchen responded, without opening his eyes, then closed his eyes and took a nap.

Elder Ye twitched his face and smiled: "The third-level spiritual ship is very fast."

If the Tengling Mine was not under strict security and day and night, this operation would have even been an attack.

...

"Enemy attack!"

"Ye Family Spirit Ship, Tie Family Traitors attacked the mine together!"

The third-level spirit ship is extremely fast. After entering a range of dozens of miles, it triggered the formation alarm of the Tengling Mine.

Due to the suppression of intelligence, the guard monks in the Tengling Mine have not yet fully assembled, and the attack from the Ye family camp has started.

boom!

The turret at the front of the third-level spirit ship burst out with several dark red crystal lights as thick as pillars, falling on the third-level formation of Tengling Mine.

The purple-blue formation light film is violently turbulent, and the local area is suddenly dimmed, showing an unstable trend.

"Constructing the defense!"

Lu Changan flew out of Yinzhu Pavilion and glanced at the fortress on the third-level spirit ship, slightly surprised.

The third-level spiritual ship is expensive and equipped with such a powerful spiritual crystal cannon, which is extremely rare in the once Daqing's magic invasion war.

Fortunately, Lu Changan, who specializes in defense, had a drill in advance.

There is no need for him to command too much. Under the coordination of Xiuyu Zhenren, many fake alchemy real people led the monks to take charge of the formation base of the formation and activate the defense power of the third-level formation to the extreme.

At this time, the real pill cultivators from the Ye family camp, including a group of real pills, flew out of the spirit ship, sacrificed magic weapons, and brewed magical powers.

Boom! Sizzle!

Elder Ye, who was in the middle stage of Jiedan, flew out his feather fan and summoned a vast array of fire and thunder and rolling stones, like a doomsday natural disaster, bombarding the third-level formation.

Elder Ye's side and Tie Danxin and the strange-faced man were not nonsense at all, and used all means to attack together.

"Elder Xiang, the formation consumes a lot. The spiritual veins here and our people may not be able to last for a stick of incense."

The third-level formation master in charge of the formation, an old man from false pills, sent a voice urgently.

"One stick of incense? The enemy's elixir mastermind has not taken action yet."

Lu Changan is also a third-level formation master, with more profound skills and less optimistic about the actual situation.

At this time, a sharp sword intent locked on Lu Changan.

It made him feel a little threatened.

Lu Changan looked at the third-level spiritual ship and the rear of Elder Ye and the other three.

On the deck of the spirit ship, a man with a bearded and browsed swords floated. The man opened his eyes, as if an invisible sword blade had cut through the void.

Lu Changan felt a chill that penetrated his body and mind.

A similar feeling of pressure, in the great revisionism of the Killing Pill encountered in this world, only the Peacock Saint and Jing Wufeng appeared.

clang!

Ye Fanchen pulled out one of the two swords behind him, and the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around him made a harsh trembling whistling.

Before the sword light came out, the clouds above the head automatically split and spread out.

The cultivators present on both sides of the enemy, including the monk Jiedan, were thrilling and restless.

In an instant.

Between the cracked clouds, a seemingly soft blue sword wind led a huge storm and fell on the third-level formation.

Click!

The thick light shield of the third-level array was immediately cut open to a huge crack.

Not only that, the green sword wind had 30% of its power left, and it was involved in the mine, causing the rocks to collapse.

"Elder, save me-"

Among them, a middle-aged man who guarded the formation foundation was caught off guard and his body protection cover was instantly shattered and was about to be crushed.

At this moment, a mountain-like elixir-like pressure enveloped the crack of the formation.

call!

A blue palm blocked the real person who was guarding the formation foundation. Cang Qing gently wiped his palm, grabbed the blue sword wind, and then closed his palms to destroy it.

"Thank you, Elder Xiang for helping you."

The saved fake pill middle-aged man stood behind Lu Chang'an and was like a lifeless person.

The power of the sword just now almost touched the threshold of the Nascent Soul. Even if it was buffered by the formation, the remaining power could kill the early stage monks of the True Pill.

"This person has strong magic power, comparable to the great cultivator of the Nascent Soul Sect...

Ye Fanchen held the blue ancient sword in his hand, his eyes flashing.

Elder Xiang’s mana is purer and more powerful than expected.

Otherwise, if you use magic power to attach the flesh palms and forcefully destroy the remaining sword energy, this is a dangerous move and can easily damage the body.

"Ye Fanchen, as a monk from the Sword Pavilion, you have returned to the Central Region to perform missions. You have the time to intervene in the battle between the two major forces?"

Lu Changan looked at the man with a two-sword just now, and his tone was plain, revealing his identity details.

As soon as these words came out, Elder Ye, Ye Fanchen and others' expressions changed slightly.

"How could Xiang Dalong know Ye Fanchen's background, even know about the sect mission he is responsible for?"

Elder Ye was secretly surprised.

Ye Fanchen has not returned to the Central Region for many years, and the forces in the Dayu Kingdom pay little attention to him.

This time when I returned home, the Ye family kept it very confidential, and only a few senior executives knew the reason.

If it is a force like the Daewoo Royal Family, you can understand it if you know some news.

However, the information channels of Yunxia Sect and Xiang Dalong were suppressed by their Ye family.

Since Lu Changan took over the mine, he has adopted a conservative defense strategy. Intelligence acquisition is limited. Where did he get the news?

How could outsiders know that Lu Changan's fourth-level puppet clone was traveling around and collecting information at the same time.

Based on the intelligence clues and the art of divination, Lu Chang'an knew Ye Fanchen's background even if he didn't leave the door.

...

"Ye had no intention of being an enemy of Elder Xiang."

Ye Fanchen was only slightly surprised that he was able to see through his identity and said calmly:

"In today's battle, as long as Elder Xiang can block the unbeaten by a hundred breaths, Ye will not participate in the attack on the mine."

"A hundred breaths are undefeated?"

Lu Changan laughed silently, "Fellow Daoist Ye is worthy of being a high disciple of the strongest swordsman sect in Dayuan, and he is at the same level as the arrogant. A certain family asks for advice today, and I hope Fellow Daoist Ye will show mercy."

After saying that, Lu Changan first left two ordinary third-level puppets in the mine to assist Xiu Yu Zhenren in defense.

Whoosh!

Then, he rushed out of the formation gap in front of him, flew to the clouds at high altitude, and faced Ye Fanchen from afar.

Both forces were very tacit and did not participate in the duel between the two great cultivators.

Lu Changan had no choice but to fight Ye Fanchen.

There is nothing else. This person's sword attack is too strong, and the third-level formation in the mine cannot stop it.

The third-level spiritual veins in Tengshan Mine are far worse than the third-level top-level spiritual veins in Jinyun Valley. The upper limit of the power of the formation that can be maintained is there.

In terms of attack alone, Lu Chang'an's conventional methods are not as good as Ye Fanchen.

Of course, the battle between monks is not the most powerful point in the competition. There is also the principle of wooden barrels.
To be continued...