Chapter 250: Looting the Sutra Library

Zhang Zhixuan's face changed drastically when he saw the sword ball easily pass through the black armor shield. He had no choice but to use the magical power of purple air and divine light.

This magical power has strange phenomena when used. With outsiders present, Zhang Zhixuan tried not to use it as much as possible. If he had not been forced to the last step today, he would not easily use this strange skill.

Seeing the sword ball coming, Zhang Zhixuan's eyes widened, and a three-foot mist rose above his head, releasing two purple spiritual lights. The two purple lights were full of spirituality and hit the sword ball one after another.

The sword ball was hit by the purple air and divine light, and Mu Huaishan felt a sharp pain in his Niwan Palace, as if a sharp knife was inserted into the sea of ​​consciousness. His spiritual consciousness attached to his life magic weapon was instantly dispersed by the purple light, and he lost control of the magic weapon.

The purple light hit the sword ball, and it spun around on the sword ball, and it shot down Mu Huaishan's spiritual consciousness attached to the sword ball. The magic weapon instantly became an ownerless object. Zhang Zhixuan easily stretched out his left hand and took the spiritual fourth-level magic weapon.

Seeing Zhang Zhixuan use this strange art, Mu Huaishan seemed to see a ghost. He had practiced Taoism for more than 200 years and had never seen such a strange art.

A foundation-building cultivator could actually take away the life-saving magic weapon of a purple mansion cultivator.

"How is it possible?" Mu Huaishan roared in disbelief. He was struggling to death, and Qingchan had already sacrificed the Xuanyin Gourd.

The Xuanyin Gourd sprayed a stream of real water and instantly hit Mu Huaishan. Mu Huaishan's body was originally a big furnace, and the encounter between water and fire instantly broke out in a violent conflict.

Explosions exploded on Mu Huaishan's body, and blood and flesh were everywhere. His strong body finally couldn't support it and knelt on the ground.

Zhang Zhixuan naturally couldn't stop at this time, giving Mu Huaishan a chance to breathe. He swung the locust demon knife, and a green light passed through Mu Huaishan's neck.

Instantly, blood spurted out more than ten feet high, and a strong bloody smell spread. Mu Huaishan's head flew more than ten feet away and fell at Wu Xiangwen's feet.

Seeing the murderer who killed Wu Xiangzhen die tragically, Wu Xiangwen was about to destroy the head, only to hear Su Heng shouting: "Don't do it, this head is worth a lot of credit. If you destroy the head, you will go to the General Affairs Hall to ask for credit later so as not to be unclear."

After killing Mu Huaishan, Zhang Zhixuan had already put away the most valuable sword pill, Su Heng also immediately put away the head, and Liu Zixuan sacrificed the flying sword and put away Mu Huaishan's storage bag.

Now is a race against time, and they have no time to divide the spoils in Mu Huaishan's storage bag, so they can only leave it after the war.

After killing Mu Huaishan, everyone continued to plunder Hongshan Sect's collection of books like locusts passing through. There are millions of books in the collection, and the storage bags of everyone can only hold one percent of them. Zhang Zhixuan and others can only take a rough look at the cover catalog and give priority to some important books.

Soon, everyone swarmed up to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion, which is where Hongshan Sect keeps the exercises.

Zhang Zhixuan looked up and found that the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion was not big. There were dozens of jade slips on the bookshelf on the left. The bookshelf emitted a series of spiritual light, and it was obvious that there was a formation to protect it.

The exercises on the right were more important. Thirteen jade slips were suspended in the air, and there was even a light curtain to protect them.

Seeing that time was getting shorter and shorter, Hongshan Sect's defensive formation would soon be restored. Once the formation was restored, they would have to retreat.

There was no formation master among the more than ten foundation-building cultivators in Taicheng County. They were not clear about the formation in the Sutra Pavilion, so everyone did not dare to act rashly.

Just when Zhang Zhixuan was about to lead his men to forcefully break the ban and take away as many skills as possible, he saw several beams of light quickly entering the Sutra Library.

These people were all Qingxuan Sect cultivators, and the leader was Han Yan. Behind her, followed Huang Peng, an old acquaintance of Zhang Zhixuan and his men.

The huge Qingxuan Sect only had one fourth-level formation master and nine third-level formation masters, five of whom were guarding the Southern Wilderness. Only four formation masters participated in this battle. These people also had to crack important places such as the Spirit Medicine Garden and the Sect Treasury. Only Huang Peng, a third-level formation master, followed Han Yan to the Sutra Library.

On the way, they encountered a group of Hongshan Sect cultivators. It took a lot of time to kill the enemy. When they escaped into the Sutra Library, Zhang Zhixuan and others had already killed Mu Huaishan and were at a loss on the second floor.

As soon as Huang Peng came up, he took a look at the forbidden method on the second floor, frowned and said: "Don't act rashly, it's the Nine Palaces Divine Fire Formation. As long as you attack the formation, a stream of Samadhi True Fire will emerge from the formation and destroy all the jade slips."

"How is it, are you sure you can crack it?" Zhang Zhixuan was familiar with Huang Peng, and asked immediately.

Huang Peng smiled bitterly and shook his head and said: "I can only try it reluctantly, I'm not sure. To crack this formation, not only do you need formation cultivation, but you also need to be proficient in the Nine Palaces Divine Numbers."

Zhang Zhixuan knew that although Huang Peng had a good level of formation, he was not very proficient in Yi Shu, and it seemed that he was not sure of cracking the formation.

"One yin and one yang, together they make fifteen. Yang changes to seven-ninths, and yin changes to eight-sixths, which also adds up to fifteen. So the number of changes is one. When yang moves forward, it changes to seven-ninths, which is like the breath of its qi; when yin moves backward, it changes to eight-sixths." Huang Peng muttered to himself, but his brows were furrowed. Although he had read many books on the Nine Palaces Divine Numbers, he had no talent in this area.

It took a cup of tea to break the first restriction and take out a foundation-building period technique.

Seeing that time had been used up and the Hongshan Sect's mountain protection formation was about to be restored, Zhang Zhixuan pulled Huang Peng and suddenly sacrificed the flying sword, slashing at the light curtain on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

As soon as the flying sword touched the light curtain, a sea of ​​fire instantly erupted inside the light curtain, and Qing Chan seemed to have a telepathic connection and sacrificed the Xuanyin Gourd at the right time.

The Xuanyin Gourd sprayed out a stream of real water, slightly blocking the fire. Zhang Zhixuan immediately took action and used the object control spell to take away the jade slip closest to him.

Zhang Zhixuan had no time to look at the jade slip, and hurriedly hid the precious jade slip around his waist, and immediately led everyone away from the Sutra Library.

At this time, the defense formation of Hongshan Sect had begun to recover, and the high-level cultivators on the top of Taihong Mountain had reached the final moment.

Even if it was unclear whether the cultivators above the Purple Mansion would win or lose in the battle, Zhang Zhixuan had already known that it was impossible to break through Taihong Mountain this time because of the rescue of Nanlu Pavilion, and it would be useless to fight any further.

After coming out of the Sutra Library, Zhang Zhixuan and others kept joining teams of Qi Refining cultivators and retreated from the gate of Taihong Mountain in an orderly manner.

Although the attack on Taihong Mountain lasted only a quarter of an hour, it had already caused serious slaughter among the Hongshan Sect monks.

More than 40 of the more than 100 foundation-building monks guarding the mountain had been killed, and more than 3,000 Qi training monks had been killed or wounded. Even without counting the loss of Purple Mansion monks, the Hongshan Sect had suffered heavy casualties in terms of personnel.

Not to mention the loss of the spiritual medicine garden and the sect treasury, the two battles at Chaoyin Mountain and Taihong Mountain had already broken the bones of the Hongshan Sect. This sect, which once ranked second in the Yu Kingdom, has now fallen to the last place.