The monks on the back of the Xuanming Spirit Turtle have all gathered in the attic where Xiao Ling is.

At this moment, Xiao Ling was standing outside the attic. He looked at everyone and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, the situation is worse than we thought. You saw what happened just now. The Yanshen Sect didn't want us to go to support Wangyue City, so they robbed and killed us on the way."

"I have received news that a large number of monks from the affiliated forces of Yanshen Sect are gathering at the exit of the Storm Sea. We cannot avoid this battle!"

Hearing this, everyone in the field felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

They originally thought that the crisis had been resolved, but they didn't expect that there would be another robbery and murder.

A Jindan cultivator immediately asked: "Senior Xiao, won't Wangyue City come to support us?"

Xiao Ling sighed and said:

"The reinforcements from Wangyue City have been temporarily held back, but don't worry, most of the people sent by Yanshen Sect this time are low-level cultivators. As long as we can hold on for a while, reinforcements will arrive!"

Xiao Ling also just received this news.

He had already guessed that there must be people from Kongyou City among their people this time.

Otherwise, their route of action will never be leaked.

But this kind of thing cannot be prevented at all, and it is impossible for him to find out the identities of all the monks.

In addition, Wangyue City did not have the same ancient formation as Yanshen Sect to teleport monks, which put them at risk of being ambushed.

When everyone heard Xiao Ling's words, they immediately understood that this battle was inevitable.

Many low-level monks took out their weapons.

Among them, the Xingfengmen had the most weapons, with almost everyone holding a pistol and a submachine gun.

The cultivators who were able to come to the open sea to participate in the war would naturally not just wait for Xiao Ling to distribute weapons to them. They had purchased weapons from the Xingfeng Sect’s market and the Xianbao Chamber of Commerce a long time ago.

In this life-and-death battle, no one held back.

"We're here!" Xiao Ling looked towards the exit of the storm sea in the distance, where there was endless strong winds. As long as they passed through this area, they would reach the inland sea.

The Xuanming Spirit Turtle's body immediately lit up with an ochre-colored light that was brighter than before, and then it turned into a yellow light and rushed directly into the strong wind area.

The surrounding scene became blurred and all the monks held their breath.

After about a few minutes, everyone's vision gradually became clear.

What meets everyone's eyes is a vast expanse of blue sea, and not far away are the continuous mountains.

Compared with the open sea, the proportion of sea water in the inland sea is not large.

At this time, a group of monks from the outer sea also felt a spiritual energy that was several times denser than that from the outer sea coming towards them.

All the cultivators couldn't help but gasp, especially some independent cultivators who were extremely excited.

If they practiced in this kind of spiritual environment, their practice speed would definitely be several times faster than usual.

Gong Qinghan also quickly took out her camera and started filming the surrounding environment.

She was also shocked by the rich spiritual energy here.

"This is at least the spiritual energy of a top-grade spiritual vein. The inner sea alone has spiritual energy of the top-grade spiritual vein level!"

Gong Qinghan is also a casual cultivator, and is considered to be the earliest cultivator to join the Xingfeng Sect.

She has been practicing in the Northern Territory. Although there is a spiritual vein in the Northern Territory now, that spiritual vein is only of the middle grade.

This is still in the northern border. If it were in other places in Yingzhou, the spiritual energy would be extremely thin.

At this moment, patches of rosy clouds suddenly appeared in the distant sky.

Everyone was stunned, but soon they saw clearly.

This is not the glow of the sunset, but the light produced by countless monks controlling various flying magical instruments and magic ships. Just a glance can tell that there are no less than tens of thousands of people.

"Get ready for battle!" Xiao Ling shouted.

He had already sensed the Nascent Soul aura coming from the army ahead, there were at least three Nascent Soul level cultivators.

There are also hundreds of Jindan monks.

He didn't expect that Yanshen Sect would actually mobilize such a lineup to rob and kill them.

Seeing this, the monks in the outer sea also understood that this war was inevitable, and each monk quickly opened the safety of his gun.

In this kind of war, guns are undoubtedly the best weapons, because guns do not consume spiritual energy and can also cause great damage.

As the two sides got closer, they started fighting without any further ado.

Dense magical lights filled the world.

The battles between monks are all life-and-death struggles, especially for those monks from the outer sea. Since they have chosen to come to the inner sea to participate in the battle, they are hoping to fight for that glimmer of opportunity between life and death.

Xiao Lin, with the Xuanming Spirit Turtle and hundreds of Jindan cultivators, rushed to the front of the crowd.

"Xiao Ling, let me learn your formation!"

A loud shout was heard from the army of monks of Yanshen Sect, and then a lightning pillar as thick as a bucket shot out from the army of monks of Yanshen Sect. As soon as the lightning pillar appeared, the space began to distort.

Countless monks were horrified and began to avoid the situation.

When Xiao Ling saw the lightning pillar, his face changed, but he did not set up a formation to deal with it. The Xuanming Spirit Turtle took the initiative to block Xiao Ling.

His body expanded again, and his huge turtle back directly hit the incoming lightning column.

boom!
The lightning pillar collided with the turtle's back, producing countless tiny lightning bolts that scattered in all directions.

A large number of monks were killed instantly under the residual power.

When powerful Yuanying-level warriors fight each other, the residual power alone is not something other cultivators can withstand.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, let me deal with this guy, you go deal with the others!" The Xuanming Spirit Turtle transmitted a message to Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling immediately said: "Daoyou, be careful!"

The Xuanming Spirit Turtle then transformed into a beam of light and flew towards the center of the Yanshen Sect's army of cultivators.

Among the army of cultivators of Yanshen Sect, three cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage were gathered here.

The one who just made the move was the old man with long blue hair among the three.

This person is the master of Tianlei Valley, a force affiliated with Yanshen Sect, Master Leiyin.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, come with me to deal with this Mysterious Nether Spirit Turtle. I'll leave Xiao Ling to you, Fellow Daoist Kou."

Master Leiyin said to the two people beside him.

The Yuanying cultivator named Kou smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, Xiao Ling is only proficient in formations, and is not as good as me in fighting enemies. You just need to hold back the monster."

Master Leiyin nodded. He was not worried about anything. The number of cultivators they brought this time was far greater than the number of people on Xiao Ling's side.

The only troublesome thing is the Xuanming Spirit Turtle.

The monster's defense is extremely strong, and he cannot stop it alone. He can only send out two Nascent Souls to deal with it.

Master Leiyin then went towards the Xuanming Spirit Turtle with another Nascent Soul cultivator.

The cultivator named Kou also turned into a beam of light and headed straight for Xiao Ling.

The several Nascent Soul cultivators who were fighting each other also left the battle area of ​​the low-level cultivators in a very tacit understanding.

Neither side wanted to have their own monks injured because of the aftermath of their fight.

After the Nascent Soul cultivators left the battlefield, the fight between low-level cultivators began.

In terms of numbers, the number of monks in the inner sea is far greater than that in the outer sea.

Moreover, the skills and magic tools mastered by these monks are of higher quality than those of the monks outside the sea.

However, the emergence of the Xingfengmen weapon made up for this shortcoming.

On the battlefield, a Qigong monk from the outer sea was seen firing back and forth with a submachine gun in his hand, and both of his legs were covered with magic talismans.

With the help of the magic talisman, his speed was incredibly fast.

This method of fighting was something he had researched a long time ago. Using high speed and then firing bullets to suppress the enemy.

Although many Qi-cultivating monks have magical weapons and protective treasures, as long as they are hit by bullets, their spiritual energy will be consumed.

In addition, the attack range of firearms was extremely long, so he alone was able to hold back five or six monks of the same level.

Not to mention the Foundation Establishment cultivators. With the help of their spiritual awareness that far exceeds that of Qi training, their marksmanship can be said to be 100% accurate. Throwing a grenade from time to time can also greatly restrain the enemy.

The monks in the inner sea had never seen weapons like firearms, and they were caught off guard for a moment.

Not long after the battle began, Inner Sea monks began to fall one after another.

In the crowd, Gong Qinghan killed a Foundation Establishment cultivator and then collected the other’s storage bag.

Since the beginning of the battle, eight foundation-building cultivators have died at her hands.

This is also because Gong Qinghan’s equipment can be said to be the best among everyone.

There were more than four hundred grenades in her storage bag alone, not to mention all kinds of guns and bullets.

Whenever he encountered an enemy, Gong Qinghan would throw grenades at once, blowing the enemy to death.

She doesn't even need to consume her own spiritual energy.

However, Gong Qinghan was still very careful. She did not go to the battle area where the Jindan cultivators were. Even if she saw a seriously injured Jindan cultivator, she would not launch a sneak attack.

This time when she came to the Inland Sea, her mission was to bring back the information alive.

"The monks in the inner sea are indeed extremely wealthy." Gong Qinghan's face was filled with joy.

In just a short period of time, she obtained hundreds of high-quality spirit stones, not to mention various precious elixirs and magical instruments.

She was just an ordinary cultivator of the Xingfeng Sect. Although she could receive a fixed amount of contribution points every month, these contribution points could not be exchanged for many spirit stones.

Not to mention, many contribution points will be used by her to exchange for various weapons.

As the battle continued, the monks on the inner sea side gradually discovered the problem.

That is, the number of casualties among their monks was far greater than that in the open sea, and this situation was beyond their expectations.

On the other side, the Xuanming Spirit Turtle was fighting with Master Leiyin and another cultivator.

The battle between the two sides destroyed almost all the mountains in the area.

Master Leiyin is proficient in various thunder spells with great destructive power, and every time he strikes, he has the power to destroy the world.

But he was helpless in the face of the terrifying defense of the Xuanming Spirit Turtle and could only drag it on like this.

At this time, a sound transmission note flew to Master Lei Yin's ears:

"Senior Lei, the casualties among our cultivators are very serious. Thousands of low-level cultivators have died in less than half an hour since the battle began!"

"What? How is this possible!" Master Leiyin was obviously a little bit unbelieving.

Because originally in his opinion, as long as they could delay Xuanming Spirit Turtle and Xiao Ling, their people would be able to resolve the battle quickly.

At this time, there should be a large number of casualties among the monks from the outer sea, so how could it be their people?

"Senior Lei, these outer sea monks have very poor spells and magical tools, but they have a special weapon that is not only powerful but also has a very long range. We have no way to deal with it!"

The person who conveyed the message to Master Leiyin was a Jindan cultivator, who was also responsible for commanding the low-level cultivators.

"You should take your men and retreat first."

Hearing this, the Jindan cultivator asked in surprise: "Are we going to evacuate now?"

The battle had just begun, and they never expected to evacuate now.

"Our ambush time is limited. People from Wangyue City are already on their way here. If we delay any longer, we won't be able to leave. We must retreat now!"

Master Leiyin was very decisive. He knew very well that if they dragged on, they would be in danger.

After finishing the voice transmission, Master Leiyin immediately called another Nascent Soul cultivator, and the two of them quickly turned into a beam of light and disappeared into the sky.

The Xuanming Spirit Turtle watched the two people leave and did not chase them.

Although these two people couldn't do anything to him, he couldn't do anything to these two people either.

The battlefield on the other side.

As Master Leiyin announced the evacuation, a group of Inner Sea monks also began to evacuate quickly.

This battle came quickly and ended quickly.

At the exit of the storm sea, the sea surface was now littered with the corpses of these monks.

Most of them belong to the Inland Sea monks.

Xiao Ling returned to the field with a group of Jindan cultivators. He asked a Jindan cultivator beside him:
"How much was lost?"

The Jindan cultivator immediately replied: "Three thousand Qi training cultivators were killed, one thousand foundation building cultivators, and seven Jindan cultivators!"

Hearing about the damage, Xiao Ling breathed a sigh of relief. The casualties were not that great.

He then asked, "How many people died in the Yanshen Sect?"

Upon hearing this, the Jindan cultivator immediately said excitedly:
"According to preliminary statistics, at least 3,000 Foundation Establishment cultivators of Yanshen Sect were killed or injured, and the number of Qi training cultivators is still being counted. Only three Jindan cultivators died."

This kind of record can be said to be a great victory for them.

The number of monks in the Inner Sea outnumbered them, but their casualties were indeed three times as many as theirs.

Xiao Ling also nodded with satisfaction:

"Clean up the battlefield."

Xiao Ling was also very surprised. He found that he had still underestimated the great role of Xingfengmen weapons on the battlefield.

Especially for those cultivators who are building their foundation or practicing Qi, the weapons of Xingfeng Sect can greatly enhance their combat power.

However, the weapons of the Xingfeng Sect have little impact on the combat of Jindan cultivators.

The Jindan cultivators on their side are not as good as the Inner Sea Jindan cultivators in terms of combat ability.

A group of monks in the outer sea began to clean up the battlefield, and the surviving monks all had smiles on their faces.

Because they all gained something in this war to some extent.

Not to mention anything else, the skills in the storage bags of these Inner Sea monks are much better than the ones they practice.

At this time, a terrifying aura wave appeared in the distant sky.

Everyone's face changed, because from the fluctuations of this aura, it seemed that this was a Nascent Soul level expert.

In the distance in the sky, a man was walking towards them on a tripod.

Seeing this person, all the cultivators from the outer seas breathed a sigh of relief, because they had seen this person before. He was the Yuanying Zhenjun of Wangyue City.

Luo Qian frowned as he looked at the sea littered with corpses.

He had just been fighting with Zuo Xuzi of Yanshen Sect, but the opponent ran away after fighting for a while.

This made Luo Qian realize that something was wrong, so he rushed to Xiao Ling's side as soon as possible. Now seeing the situation on the battlefield, he understood that this was all planned by Yanshen Sect long ago.

They are preparing to ambush the monks who are coming to support from the open sea.

"Fellow Daoist Luo!" Xiao Ling came up to Luo Qian with a smile on his face.

Luo Qian is considered a high-ranking figure in Wangyue City, so naturally he knows Xiao Ling.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, this matter was the result of the negligence of Wangyue City." Luo Qian apologized as soon as he opened his mouth.

Xiao Ling waved his hand immediately:

"It's okay. Our losses in this battle were not great. On the contrary, the Yanshen Sect suffered heavy losses."

Hearing this, Luo Qian was a little surprised: "Oh? Did you win?"

When Luo Qian saw the large number of corpses on the sea, he subconsciously thought that Xiao Ling's side had encountered an ambush and so many people died.

Now seeing the smile on Xiao Ling's face, he realized that things might not be what he thought. (End of this chapter)