"Don't worry, the master of the sect, I dare not say anything else. No one dares to attack Caixia Mountain yet." Han Li said.

"We have unified Jingzhou now, and the territory is so large, should we give up?"

Obviously, the leader of the Wang Sect does not want to give up any territory.

Since the decline of the Qixuan Sect more than two hundred years ago, the wheel has fallen into a third-rate sect.

Now he has revived in his hands, becoming the overlord of Jingzhou again, and has risen to glory again.

This kind of achievement allowed him to surpass the previous sect leaders. How could he be willing to give up the vast country he captured?

"Does the sect master have the strength to resist those immortal sects?" Han Li glanced at the sect master Wang. He knew that this man had been fascinated by power.

The overlord of a state, the feeling of countless people surrendering once the order was issued can really make people fascinated.

Men love power, from emperors, generals, and ministers to peddlers, who doesn’t love?

In his opinion, his senior brother was also somewhat fascinated by power.

His martial arts cultivation has made no progress in recent years.

"It seems that we need to refine the foundation-building pill in advance!" Han Li said intimately.

Among the classics collected by Nangong Zhen, there is naturally no shortage of elixir recipes such as Foundation Building Pills.

Han Li has also been specializing in Foundation Building Pills.

Han Li returned to the valley behind Qixuanmen and began to prepare for refining the foundation-building pill.

The countless herbs left by Nangong Zhen are enough to prepare medicinal materials for refining foundation-building pills.

Therefore, Han Li did not need to collect medicinal materials. There were ready-made ones, and if you added a palm bottle, you would have medicinal materials of any year you want.

Qixuanmen is nervously preparing for the battle.

And all major forces are coming towards Jingzhou.

It is definitely an epoch-making thing to be able to be comparable to the martial arts and magical skills of cultivating immortals.

Many powerful people suffer from lack of spiritual roots and cannot embark on the path of cultivation.

Now that martial arts magic is comparable to the practice of practice, you can imagine how powerful it is to people.

The entire Yue Kingdom, major gangs, families, courts, and armies from all sides have begun to continuously fight towards Jingzhou.

The casual cultivators, Qingxu Sect, and other cultivators have also begun to take action.

The Qixuan Gate, which had only dominated Jingzhou for one or two years and had not yet established a firm foothold, became shaky for a while.

"kill!"

A group of people carried swords and entered the Qixuan Gate's station in Dawang Town.

"Who dares to break into my Qixuan Gate's headquarters?"

"Enemy attack!"

"If you dare to offend me, you will be killed without mercy!"

puff!

The sword lights and sword shadows, and blood flew up one after another.

The bloody killing begins from now on.

...

"Big King Town!"

"Tianyang City!"

"Qingfeng City!"

"Kunyang City!"

...

"These territories are constantly being annexed, and their disciples are either killed or caught, and they suffer heavy losses.

The court even dispatched tens of thousands of elite troops, and I, Qixuanmen, are afraid that I will be doomed."

Looking at the constant news coming from all over the place, Deputy Sect Leader Feng said worriedly.

"Is there really no way? Can the person in the back mountain try to ask him out of seclusion?" said another deputy sect leader.

Everyone was moved.

"You are going to invite me?" Sect Master Wang said coldly.

For a moment, there was a silence in the Qixuan Palace.

A few days later.

Danyang City!

"Lord Li, what should I do?"

Danyang City, guarded by Li Feiyu, was surrounded by several families of casual cultivators and was sieging the city.

Li Feiyu was silent for a moment. The major towns occupied by Qixuanmen have been cut off from contact and there is no rescue at all.

At this moment, he was the only one innate warrior, and those casual cultivators invited two foundation-building cultivators to resist one.

"I guess this is coming for me!" Li Feiyu sighed.

Otherwise, how could two foundation-building monks appear in a city?

"I'll inform you, withdraw, and return to Qixuan Gate headquarters, and maybe there's still a glimmer of hope." Li Feiyu immediately ordered.

Afterwards, Li Feiyu led a group of disciples and broke out of the city gate.

"kill!"

Li Feiyu rushed up at a very fast speed and punched a monk who was practicing Qi eighth level.

A loud roar made people's eardrums hurt.

Li Feiyu was like a martial god, breaking into a group of monks.

The monks kept flying back, setting aside, and all kinds of magic came out at once.

Fire bomb technique, flying sword talisman, ice rain technique... the overwhelming hit Chaoli Feiyu.

Li Feiyu's blood roared, and the true energy rolled, forming a layer of protection on the skin on the body to block the overwhelming spell.

The disciples who refining essence into qi in the Qixuan Gate also came to kill the cultivators in the Qi training stage.

The war broke out, and disciples of Qixuanmen continued to fall.

Some of the Qi training cultivators who surrounded and killed the Qixuanmen, also fell.

In general, in the early stage of martial arts, there are great flaws and they cannot fight against the immortal way.

Those magical tools and talismans are constantly being attacked, and martial arts monks can only be used as targets.

"kill!"

Li Feiyu roared, his fist was ascending as the mountain, and he killed several monks who practiced Qi in the fifth and sixth levels one after another.

He tore a circle of encirclement with difficulty and sent the disciples of Qixuan Sect out.

But he was surrounded and killed.

Originally, the target was him, and those disciples of the Qixuan Sect were not the targets of those monks.

"It's indeed extraordinary!"

"It's great that martial arts can be done to such a level."

It is worth their efforts to achieve such a level of martial arts.

Everyone has disciples of clans, not everyone has spiritual roots to cultivate the immortal path.

The emergence of this martial arts was targeted by many people.

As soon as the disciples of the Qixuan Sect left, Li Feiyu also began to fight and retreat, intending to escape.

"Take a move, don't let him escape!" said a foundation-building monk.

"puff!"

Two golden fairy lights flew towards Li Feiyu, which was a restrained magic weapon.

The two foundation-building monks obviously wanted to capture Li Feiyu alive, and search for martial arts magic from Li Feiyu's soul.

Li Feiyu, who was constantly running, suddenly had a warning of his mind, his blood and energy were shaken, and a bad feeling emerged from his heart.

Looking back, two golden lights flew towards him, and intuition told him that it was dangerous!

"roar!"

In desperation, Li Feiyu roared and wisps of black air appeared on his body.

There was a black light flashing in the box, and Li Feiyu raised his strength to the peak and blasted towards the two beams of light.
To be continued...