Ming Kong Dao Ren gazed at the shattered Husan Great Array in the sky, his heart aching slightly as he knew that there was no longer any power to turn back time. The thousand-year legacy of Qinghua Mountain would likely come to an end today.

  The Jindan cultivators around Qinghua Mountain looked at all of this in horror, the strongest shield of their mountain's grand array had been broken, and their greatest reliance, Ming Kong Dao Ren, was injured. For a time, these Jindan cultivators were all disheartened, losing every bit of confidence and courage.

  All this was clear to Ming Kong Dao Ren, who had been watching with his eyes. The spiritual power in his body was secretly circulating, and the injury had already been suppressed. His face returned to normal, and he shouted at these Golden Elixir cultivators: "Everyone, get energized and prepare for battle! The enemy's momentum is strong, and the mountain gate has been cut off, but I have long since secretly transferred our sect's elite disciples! As long as we are alive, our sect will not perish. We must take back this mountain gate sooner or later! Now follow me in a breakthrough!"

  Ming Kong Dao Ren's words couldn't be clearer: Qing Hua Mountain can no longer be defended, but as long as the cultivators of Qing Hua Mountain haven't been exterminated, it will rise again someday. However, given the current situation, breaking out is extremely difficult. With Ming Kong Dao Ren's help, these Golden Dan cultivators have a slightly better chance, while those Foundation Building and Qi Refining disciples can only rely on their own luck, and their fate is uncertain.

  This is also a helpless move, if not forced to this point, who would be willing to abandon their own sect and disciples? At present, if we insist on defending here, it will only add some unnecessary sacrifices.

  "The old ancestor is right! As long as we have green hills, we won't be afraid of running out of firewood to burn! Let's fight our way out!" a Golden Elixir cultivator shouted.

  "Right, as long as we're still alive, the lineage of Qinghua Mountain will never be cut off! Let's fight our way out!"

  "Get out of here!"

  ……

  For a time, the morale of the monks on Qinghua Mountain was high, and everyone shouted to kill their way out. Ming Kong's face also showed a hint of relief.

  The Demon Way Cultivator's side.

  "Kill!"

  As the Qinghua Mountain Array was broken, the demonic cultivators immediately erupted into a chorus of battle cries, and the demonic cultivators who had been hiding for a long time pounced on Qinghua Mountain like tigers and wolves as its gates were now wide open.

  The foundation-building cultivators and the Qi-refining cultivators who were waiting around also flew up with their swords, shouting loudly as they charged into Qinghua Mountain.

  But Zhao Mingyu, who had just broken through the Qinghua Mountain's protective array with a mighty blow, withdrew the Dharma image that had appeared behind him, revealing a hint of fatigue on his face. The divine ability he had just used was clearly one that had overdrawn his physical strength to be executed. Afterwards, Zhao Mingyu swallowed an elixir pill and sat down cross-legged on the spot to recover.

  "Kill!"

  After a few breaths of effort, the demonic cultivator was already engaged in close combat with the cultivators of Qinghua Mountain.

  The number of demonic cultivators was almost twice that of the Qinghua Mountain cultivators, and with the protective array being forced back, the disciples of Qinghua Mountain were in a state of panic. This battle was almost a one-sided slaughter, with Qinghua Mountain disciples constantly falling.

  In mid-air, more than thirty demonic Dao golden elixir cultivators were surrounding Ming Kong Dao Ren and the eighteen Qing Hua Shan golden elixir cultivators.

  "You young whippersnapper!"

  Ming Kong Dao Ren let out a light drink, his robe sleeves fluttered, and a huge gust of wind blades suddenly appeared out of thin air, slashing towards the several Golden Dan cultivators who were charging towards him!

  "Pffft!" "Ah!"

  The two Golden Core cultivators flying in the front couldn't dodge in time, their bodies were split into two halves by the wind blade, a burst of blood mist shot out, and the broken corpses fell to the ground. Several other Golden Core cultivators were also hit by the wind blade, although they used magical artifacts to resist, but they were already seriously injured.

  The demonic cultivators who had surrounded them were suddenly thrown into chaos, and no one dared to confront the might of the Yuan Ying cultivator head-on. At this moment, they scattered and dodged, opening up a gap.

  "Kill!"

  The Golden Elixir cultivator of Qinghuashan took advantage of the momentum and charged towards the gap that Mingkong Daoist had just opened.

  Ming Kong Dao Ren did not seek to harm the enemy at this time, but only hoped to safely escort his family's Jindan cultivators out of the encirclement, so he led a group of Jindan cultivators in a direct charge forward.

  "Ha ha, stay behind!"

  Only a strange cry like an eagle's screech was heard, and Zhao Mingjiu, who had already recovered, rushed over.

  The demonic path golden elixir cultivators saw Zhao Ming's dove hurry over and were all greatly delighted, immediately gathering around to surround him.

  Ming Kong Dao Ren's face changed drastically, he didn't ask to kill the enemy, and he charged forward with all his might, just wanting to take advantage of Zhao Ming Hu's recovery time to break through quickly. He didn't expect this old monster to recover so quickly.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  Ming Kong Dao's face flashed with a hint of cruelty, and his hands moved swiftly, each strike fatal. In an instant, several more Golden Dan cultivators of the demonic path fell dead.

  The opponent actually killed several people in front of him, and Zhao Mingjiu's face turned extremely gloomy as he rushed over, thoroughly enraged: "Old mixed hair, your time is up!"

  Zhao Ming dove out a hand, and the Leshan pestle was already grasped in his hand. His body flashed and he disappeared from sight.

  The next moment, Zhao Ming's figure had already appeared above the head of Ming Kong Dao Ren, and the mountain-splitting pestle smashed down towards Ming Kong Dao Ren's crown.

  Ming Kong Dao Ren, however, was not flustered and waited until the mountain-splitting hammer fell before suddenly disappearing. When he reappeared, he was already dozens of feet away, opening his mouth to spit out a handle of emerald green flying sword that flew out, swelling into a giant sword of several meters in length with the wind. With one hand pointing, the giant sword vanished into thin air and disappeared without a trace.

  Zhao Mingjiu only felt a wave of fluctuation in the air above his head, and his heart moved. His body had already shifted several feet away. At the same time as Zhao Mingjiu shifted away, a giant green sword appeared at the position where he was originally standing, slashing down with a loud crash.

  The two men clashed head-on for the first time, but neither could gain the upper hand.

  "Hmm!"

  Zhao Ming's cold hum, his figure disappeared again, at this time the opposite Ming Kong Daoist also held a green flying sword and rushed up. The two men's great war officially unfolded, each of their divine powers were fully displayed, they collided head-on, dodged, ambushed, treasure attacked, talismans scattered...

  At this level of combat, even the Golden Elixir cultivators couldn't see the two figures clearly, but they all had one thing in common: to get as far away from the center of their battle as possible!

  Two figures moved swiftly through the sky, appearing on the eastern horizon one moment and reappearing in the west the next.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  Each collision between the two caused a massive explosion, and those Golden Core cultivators were quick to react, swiftly fleeing the battlefield. However, the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators below were unable to dodge in time.

  The two men's residual power affected everyone, and in an instant, a large area of ??dead and wounded people could no longer be distinguished as enemies or friends.

  "Boom!"

  Zhao Ming's mountain-splitting hammer was accompanied by a massive gust of wind, bringing with it a dazzling golden light that hurtled towards Ming Kong Daoist. However, the latter had already flashed out of sight in the sky, avoiding this attack. The blow instead landed amidst the battle between the demonic cultivators and the Qinghua Mountain disciples, instantly annihilating over a hundred low-level cultivators, leaving nothing but dust and ashes.

  Li Hui hid in the cracked wind car, looking at the sky in surprise at this great battle of Yuan Ying. In fact, he could hardly see anything clearly, but the aftermath of the two colliding and killing the monks on the ground was clear to see. This was still an unintentional consequence of the two, the power of the Yuan Ying monks, Li Hui could only feel powerless and reverent like an ant looking up at a god.

  The two powerful Nascent Soul cultivators were crazily killing each other in the air, not caring about the lives or deaths of these low-level disciples. In their eyes, these low-level disciples were nothing but ants, and there was no difference between one dying and a whole group dying.

  The two figures flashed by in a flash, and in an instant they had killed from the west end of Qinghua Mountain to the east end. At this moment, Qinghua Mountain was in a state of chaos, with many buildings of the Qinghua Mountain sect destroyed, countless giant trees in the mountains ravaged by the shockwaves of the two men's battle, and some small mountain peaks flattened.

  Fortunately, the two had already gone far away, and the cultivators on both sides of the battlefield let out a sigh of relief, only to immediately clash again.

  The situation of this war is now very clear, the Qinghua Mountain side will soon collapse, and the monks of Qinghua Mountain are fleeing in all directions. The demonic cultivators are like tigers and wolves, hunting down these fleeing monks one by one, determined to wipe them out completely. Even the dozen or so Golden Elixir cultivators from Qinghua Mountain are now scattered and fleeing, being hunted down by the demonic Golden Elixir cultivators.

  Several hours later, Zhao Mingji and Ming Kong did not return, while Qinghua Mountain was completely occupied by the Demon Dao army. Some demon cultivators were stationed on top of Qinghua Mountain, while more demon cultivators went after the scattered disciples of Qinghua Mountain to hunt them down.

  The thousand-year-old Qinghua Mountain has been destroyed!

  Li Hui, who was inside the Wind God Chariot, silently prayed in his heart at this time, praying that Zhao Lao Guai would be killed by the Yuan Ying cultivators of Qinghua Mountain! That way, he could regain his freedom!

  But against all expectations, two hours later, Zhao Ming's figure suddenly flashed and appeared inside the Rift Wind Divine Car.

  At this time, Zhao Mingjiu was slightly disheveled, with several places on his clothes damaged, and his complexion didn't look good either, but there were no injuries on his body.

  Li Hui did not dare to ask about the outcome of this battle, but secretly cursed in his heart and scolded Zhao for living a long life. On the surface, however, he didn't show any unusual color and obediently sat inside the Lie Feng Divine Car.

  Zhao Ming looked at Li Hui with a glance, didn't say a word, and directly swallowed a Dan medicine, sitting on the bed in the Lie Feng Divine Car, breathing in and out.

  Half a time later, Zhao Mingjiu finally opened his eyes, and his face had returned to normal, but there was still a hint of anger in his eyes.

  "This old mixed hair actually has a few tricks up his sleeve, and in the end, he even managed to escape after self-destructing several magical artifacts. I was careless for a moment and almost got hurt by him!" Zhao Mingjiu said with a sigh, as if talking to himself, but also seemingly speaking to Li Hui.

  Li Hui didn't dare to speak at this time, pretending to be in a meditative state, closing his eyes and breathing in and out.

  Zhao Mingjiu glanced at Li Hui, and his figure flashed once more before disappearing from view.

  Li Hui opened his eyes, let out a long sigh, and Qinghua Mountain had already been breached. This old Zhao must have planned to take him to Liangzhou Liantian Sect. Who knew what kind of fate awaited him? He didn't believe that this old man really wanted to take him as an apprentice.

  Half a time later, Zhao Mingjiu returned again, didn't say much, directly picked up Li Hui's shoulder with one hand, flew out of the cracked wind car, and the cracked wind car turned into the size of a palm, which was taken by Zhao Mingjiu. Then he flew towards the original Qinghua Mountain sect.

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