GBP Chapter 105 Take the initiative
Chapter 105 Take the initiative
"Sister Geng Ling, please don't bite my fingers!"
"What finger? It's obviously a lollipop!"
Since Ye Chen came, Geng Ling also relaxed. He took the time to tell Ye Chen about the situation here. The high-level cattle and horses were much stronger than his dozen sets of combined formations. Ye Chen himself might be able to defeat the old Biden who was in the middle stage of the Mahayana.
It may also be that his sense of crisis has decreased a lot, so Geng Ling has been awake less in the past three months, resulting in Qingqing having no time to practice at all, and he is tormenting Qingqing every day.
It's just like a female college student raising a husky.
After finally pulling her hand out of Geng Ling's arms, Qingqing put her hands on her hips, her eyebrows raised: "If you continue like this, I will be angry and beat you!"
Geng Ling immediately became quiet and looked at Qingqing cautiously.
Qingqing felt like she had gone too far. Just as she was about to say something nice, Geng Lingfei rushed out of the attic and said, "I'm a nimble dog from the mountains. You can't hit me!"
"...Sister Geng Ling, come back!" Qingqing jumped up and down.
Geng Ling came to the lake and regained consciousness. Qingqing also caught up with him at this time. Geng Ling turned around. Qingqing was driving too fast and had no time to brake, so she crashed directly into the top of the snow mountain and was bounced out.
Geng Ling quickly grabbed Qingqing, who was about to fall backwards. She suddenly thought, who said that the mid-stage Mahayana cultivator had to attack? Why don't I just take the initiative?
Before, I used conservative tactics because I was afraid that I might go crazy at any time, but now I have Ye Chen, the ox and horse!
He did it right away, picked up Qingqing and flew to the conference room, and sent a message to the He family's ancestor, He Qing, and Ye Chen.
Soon everyone gathered together. Geng Ling didn't know when he would go crazy again, so he said directly:
"We can take the initiative and attack. There's no need to wait for them to come to us. I may become crazy sometimes, but Ye Chen will definitely be stronger than I was in my prime. We just need to break through their mountain gate before the Mahayana recovers."
He Laozu and He Qing heard this and began to consider whether the action was feasible. Ye Chen thought for a while and spoke first:
"I think it's possible. Fellow Daoist Geng Ling told me before that there are only a few cultivators in the Fusang Realm who are at the Fusion Stage. Only the Qingyun Sect has a cultivator in the middle stage of the Mahayana Realm who is near death. The overall quality of the cultivators in the Fusang Realm is not as good as that in the Qiankun Realm."
Ye Chen paused for a moment, then spoke carefully:
"So my current strength should be enough to stop an early Mahayana cultivator. Even if that dying mid-stage Mahayana cultivator wakes up early, I'm confident I can take a few of his attacks."
Geng Ling continued, "The four of us can easily fight against the combined forces of the four. Even if that independent cultivator doesn't intend to help us, it won't have much of an impact on us."
"I agree with Young Friend Geng Ling. We should take the initiative."
"I agree too." He Qing also nodded.
"Then let's set off!"
After setting up two or three combined formations, Geng Ling activated the teleportation array and the five people disappeared directly. Ancestor He had already inquired about the locations of those sects and families.
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The wandering cultivator in Qingyun Sect shuddered, feeling that a disaster was about to happen. Although he had no reason, he still chose to believe his feelings. He left behind a virtual clone, and the real body disappeared without causing any disturbance.
The next second, Ye Chen's spear fell into the main hall of Qingyun Sect, razing half of Qingyun Sect to the ground.
"Who dares to offend our Qingyun Sect!"
Dozens of cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage flew in from all directions and surrounded Geng Ling and his companions.
"Master!!" Someone exclaimed in surprise when he saw that the master's hall was gone.
Geng Ling looked at Ye Chen in surprise. This kid has made a lot of progress in the past few decades. He came up and praised himself to the sect leader.
"You are looking for death!!"
How could the dozen or so Void Refining cultivators have ever suffered such an injustice? In the Fusang Realm, their Qingyun Sect can almost be called the strongest force. When has they ever been attacked by anyone?
"Form a formation!", a cultivator at the peak of the Void Refinement Realm roared.
"Yes..."
Before he could finish the word "yes", Geng Ling and his men rushed forward, punching each kid one by one, leaving them no chance to form a formation.
"Puff!" The cultivator at the peak of martial arts took Qingqing's punch but did not achieve perfection immediately.
Instead, he held on with all his strength and trembled, "You...have no moral principles!"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Geng Ling knocked him down with a punch.
"There!" Geng Ling clearly felt a dead but very powerful breath from the perspective of his tentacles.
Everyone instantly came to the sky above Lao Bideng, who was in the middle stage of Mahayana and was about to die, and joined forces to attack him.
The ancestor of Qingyun Sect is also below.
Geng Ling and the other four could sense the presence of a Mahayana formation below, so they attacked one after another.
The Qingyun Sect's ancestor became anxious and began to call on the independent cultivators to unite: "Fellow Daoist! Come quickly!!"
"Here they come!" The wandering cultivator merged and appeared behind him in an instant. Of course, it was just a clone, but it might have some rare treasure on it, and it also exuded the aura of a mid-stage fusion, looking no different from the original body.
"They're coming to our door, what should we do?" The combined wandering cultivators asked the Qingyun Sect's ancestor anxiously.
"This is a Mahayana formation. Together we can hold on for at least a month. I'm going to wake up my master!"
"Do you have a way to wake him up?" The casual cultivator raised his eyebrows.
"There is always a way, but awakening him this way will make my master's condition worse. He might only be able to launch one or two attacks."
The veins on the Qingyun Sect's ancestor's face bulged: "Since you've come to my door! Let's fight to the death!"
"Wait, don't go yet. I don't know how to control this formation!" The casual cultivator looked a little flustered.
The Qingyun Sect's ancestor threw out a jade slip and said, "This jade slip contains something. I'll show you how to do it."
"Okay!" said the casual cultivator and stood behind the ancestor of Qingyun Sect.
Geng Ling could see everything clearly from the sky, and she felt that this casual cultivator might use heavenly-level fighting skills.
To be honest, Geng Ling quite admired this casual cultivator, but unfortunately he was right in front of him, and Geng Ling had no reason to let him go.
"It's coming! It's coming!" Geng Ling was a little excited.
"Pfft!"
The ancestor of Qingyun Sect looked at the long sword that emerged from in front of him in disbelief.
"Awesome!" Geng Ling felt happy. No matter how many times he saw backstabbing, as long as it didn't happen to him, Geng Ling would never get tired of it.
Ye Chen was stunned. He was the only one present who didn't know that the wandering cultivator was a spy.
The Qingyun Sect's ancestor turned back with difficulty:
"you..."
The wandering cultivator left the sword in the body of the Qingyun Sect ancestor, retreated instantly, and formed a seal with his hands: "Explode!"
A combined magic weapon was detonated, and the ancestor of Qingyun Sect was blown into half.
Although he was not dead yet, he was almost dead. The casual cultivator went up and used another set of operations to kill the ancestor of Qingyun Sect.
When Geng Ling saw this scene, she admired him even more.
The casual cultivator dismantled the formation according to the instructions on the jade slip and welcomed Geng Ling and the others in. In fact, even if he didn't turn against them, this Mahayana formation wouldn't be able to hold off a few people for long. The Qingyun Sect's ancestor had underestimated Geng Ling and the others, not to mention the arrival of Ye Chen.
"My fellow Taoists, I have kept my promise. Would you please let me live?"
Geng Ling looked at him with great admiration, but still didn't intend to let him go: "I can, but you're right in front of me. There's no reason for me to let you go, right?"
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