Life is like a chess game, and things are unpredictable.

Jiuye Shanfang City was originally just a first-order low-grade spiritual vein.

For such a low-level spiritual place, Su Ping can completely control the situation by guarding it as the White Crane Master.

It even seems a bit aggrieved to others.

But I don't want the environment in various places in the world of immortality to gradually deteriorate.

Originally, it was a first-level spiritual vein place that was not worthy of the foundation-building status in the eyes of others.

But it has also become a favorite in the eyes of various small sects that have established foundations.

It became necessary for them to jointly conspire to seize the land!

This was something Su Ping didn't expect at the time.

Fortunately, as of now.

Su Ping felt that he could still handle the machinations of these small sects in front of him.

Moreover, Su Ping seemed to think that these small sects who came from the southern wasteland did not want to go to the ancient ruins to open up wasteland, but they tried their best to deal with kind monks like himself.

You can tell at a glance that the other person is not a good person!

Even if he ran away, other innocent monks would be tortured.

I'm afraid these sect monks would already be a group of evil or demonic cultivators if they weren't at the top!

As a righteous monk with a little bit of ability here, it is his duty to do justice for heaven!

Outside Jiuye Mountain, the Nanhuang monks who did not know that they and others were actually still within the range of the formation were taking a short rest.

Especially after waiting for the Unlucky Sword Builder to completely pull out the three magic swords on his body and put them back on his back.

The group of people stood up again, and then the white-robed foundation summoned a white cloud, which slowly flew up carrying everyone.

During the whole process, they were not worried about the Jiuye Shanfang City Foundation Builder coming to beat up the lost dog.

After all, judge based on common sense.

If the opponent really wants to kill them, the best time is when they are trapped in the formation.

Just being expelled shows that the other party does not dare to kill people and make the matter bigger after all!

These people flew to their sect's temporary stronghold.

A valley where no grass grows due to snowstorms.

A moist mountain breeze blows in the valley.

Under the sun, the air was filled with a faint white light.

Occasionally there will be a halo of light flashing, showing to outsiders that this place is protected by a special formation.

The white-robed Zhuji held up a wooden sign.

After a while, he drove the white clouds into the valley and disappeared.

Su Ping followed him dozens of miles away, using his spirit rat vision to keep an eye on him from a distance to avoid being discovered.

After confirming that the valley should be the stronghold of this group of Southern Wilderness monks.

Su Ping had a thought in his mind.

Exorcist Yun Kong appeared on the ground, after equipping the storage bag thrown by Su Ping.

Then he galloped towards the valley quickly.

The formation arranged in the valley looked gorgeous, but in fact, in Su Ping's eyes, it was full of mistakes.

He estimated that the formation master who arranged this formation was at the beginning of the first level at best.

A lot of materials were wasted in vain, it is really a waste of resources!

In the valley.

The white-robed Zhuji led his sword cultivator brother directly into a stone house and paid homage to the master in the house.

In the stone house, the owner of the Baiyang Sect, who was wearing a purple robe, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes shot out a golden light that could not be concealed, and the light of the orbs in the room dimmed.

After a few breaths.

The sect master frowned slightly and threw a bottle of elixir to the sword cultivator disciple.

Then he said:

"There are no major internal injuries on your body, and no temptation has been planted."

"It seems that guy's background is limited, and he is still afraid of me making things worse."

"However, the formation master... is a bit difficult to deal with."

"I am also a Formation Master. I am very aware of the difficulty of this art. Those who can achieve success in it are all people with amazing intuition."

"With our little tricks, even if the other party has no evidence, they will probably guess something."

"Your little tricks are useless."

The purple-robed sect master said this, stretched his arms, and at the same time there was a crisp sound all over his body.

Wisps of white flames shot out from his body.

Seeing this scene, the white-robed Zhuji hurriedly knelt on the ground and loudly congratulated his master for making further progress in his magical power.

The purple-robed sect master smiled faintly on the surface, but he was quite proud in his heart.

He has been struggling to survive with his sect recently, and under the pressure of the environment, he has begun to try to practice some of the secret techniques in the sect.

But he didn't expect that these secret techniques would make his practice of Kung Fu progress at a rapid pace, and he would continuously break through the previous bottlenecks.

It's a pity that most of the sect's wealth has been donated to Qi Xin Sect.

This Central Territory is actually similar to the Southern Wilderness Land. Almost all the population has been wiped out by various families and factions.

Otherwise, buying tens of thousands of warriors to practice with secret medicine and see if they can break through the late stage of foundation building is more conducive to the development of the sect.

"When dealing with an array master, don't be clever."

"You go down to recuperate first, and wait until I contact the other two sects to gather the strength of the three sects."

"When the time comes, use force to overcome skill and let Master Bai He capture him without any help!"

After listening to the review information of the two proud disciples, the purple-robed sect master had already begun to think of capturing the real Baihe alive and extracting the details of his opponent's formation.

But before he could watch the two proud disciples exit the door respectfully.

boom!

The whole valley suddenly made a dull and loud noise.

Immediately, the proud formation of the purple-robed sect leader began to crack from the sky with a click!

The whole process is really too fast.

So much so that the purple-robed sect leader, as a formation master, didn't even have time to preside over the formation and perform his duties to the fullest extent.

The greatest protection of this stronghold disappeared without a trace.

Then, the purple-robed sect leader just broke through the roof and came outside.

I saw an ice meteorite falling from the sky.

"Enemy attack!"

The face of the purple-robed sect leader changed, white flames erupted from his body, and he turned into a flame giant at least ten meters tall and stretched out his hands in an attempt to block the meteorite.

But as soon as the hands came into contact, they only lasted no more than half a second... before they were pressed into the ground by the meteorite!

The valley glowed with white light under the loud noise.

In the blink of an eye, it completely turned into a land of ice and snow.

After a few breaths.

The white-haired boy who did all this fought from the mouth of the valley to the bottom with an ice sword in his hand.

There are almost no obstacles along the way.

The qi training disciples of this sect have long since been turned into ice sculptures by the aftermath.

Instead, a white tiger spirit beast rushed out on the way.

Su Ping discovered that this white tiger spiritual beast had long lost its intelligence and was just a living puppet.

He no longer felt pity and directly summoned a large ice sword to plunge this white tiger spiritual beast, which was equivalent to a perfect physical fitness, into the ground.

"You...who are you! Why did you come to attack us!"

At the bottom of the valley, the embarrassed white-robed Zhuji still wanted to struggle.

But after seeing the sword cultivator's head cut off with a sword just as he rushed over, his fighting spirit disappeared and he asked in despair.
To be continued...