Why My Cultivation Method So Different？

3The Sect Leader flew into the air and looked at the approaching demons. His eyes focused and he shouted, "It's coming!"     3

    

Whoosh! Whoosh!    

    

A gust of evil wind blew past.    

    

The first one to land was a Nascent Infant Stage. Then, he turned into a Soul Formation, split his attention, merged his body, and transcended his tribulation.    

    

They arrived outside the city gate of Qingyun Holy Land and waited quietly for their patriarch.    

    

Luo Yan slowly landed in front of the group of demons.    

    

The patriarch looked down at them from the sky and said, "I have no grudges with you. Why did you do this to Qingyun Holy Land?"    

    

"Hehe... Why... of course it's for your territory!" Luo Yan sneered.    

    

Then, with the momentum of having completed his tribulation, he rushed towards the Sect Leader like a surging river!    

    

"Since that's the case, don't blame my Qingyun Holy Land for being heartless."    

    

The Sect Master's pupils shrunk as he faced the Qi of a Mahayana Stage head-on!    

    

Huhuhu -    

    

In an instant, the surrounding sand and stones were flying everywhere. Killing intent filled the air, and an evil aura filled the air!    

    

Twelve Sect Elders stood beside the Sect Master, and the fifty Tribulation Crossing Stage elders also came to Luo Yan's side.    

    

A great war was about to break out at any moment.    

    

The disciples of Qingyun Holy Land and Demon Race were all in position, waiting for an opportunity.    

    

"Disciples of Qingyun Holy Land, kill them!"    

    

"Cultivators of my Demon Race, kill them all!"    

    

"Kill them all!! !    

    

In an instant, all the disciples were fighting. The scene was chaotic, and not long after, there was a thick smell of blood.    

    

"Three thousand!"    

    

Ye Xiao shouted out loudly, and then the endless waves of water flowed into the crowd of demons!    

    

"Eh!"    

    

The demon cultivator only shouted out once before standing up as if nothing had happened.    

    

Ye Xiao blinked his eyes and was dumbfounded.    

    

"That's not right! I am currently in the Spirit Separating Stage Realm, and this cultivation technique is my specialty. Why is it that it doesn't hurt me at all?" Ye Xiao was shocked.    

    

However, he didn't have the time to care about that, because there were already ten Spirit Separating Stage demon cultivators attacking him!    

    

"Damn it...!" Ye Xiao's expression was ferocious, and he couldn't defend himself in time. A trace of blood leaked out from the corner of his mouth.    

    

"Vines!" Even though Zhuo Ling had rushed over, a ten meter long vine rose from the ground and stopped the ten people from advancing.    

    

When Ye Xiao saw this, he immediately retreated a hundred steps to maintain a safe distance.    

    

He closed his eyes and exhaled. The air around him gradually became cold, and layers of cold air rose around him. This cold air carried his hair, and his hair swayed along with the wind. His temperament also increased.    

    

Ice pupils appeared!    

    

What was different from before was that not only did his pupils turn blue, even his hair was dyed blue!    

    

Zhuo Ling looked at the almost perfect face of Ye Xiao in front of him and could not help losing his mind. Although his appearance was not as good as Ye Qingxuan's, it was already 70% of Ye Qingxuan's!    

    

Ye Xiao looked at the stunned Zhuo Ling and could not help but have a bad taste.    

    

"How is it? Is he handsome?" Ye Xiao made a pose.    

    

Zhuo Ling nodded.    

    

"Hehe, then I'll use this appearance to teach you a lesson tonight." Ye Xiao said with an evil smile.    

    

"Hey, that's annoying. Hurry up, they're here." Zhuo Ling blushed and said shyly.    

    

She did not think that Ye Xiao would be able to say the word 'tiger and wolf' in public.    

    

The surrounding disciples all gave Ye Xiao a thumbs up.    

    

"Older brother, strong!"    

    

Ye Xiao's expression immediately became serious. He stretched his body and smiled. "The game has just begun. Drink!"    

    

After saying that, he waved his fist and smashed it towards the ten people. Zhuo Ling went forward to assist.    

    

On the side of the sect master.    

    

Although the Sect Master was a Mahayana Stage, it was still a little difficult for him to fight against ten Tribulation Crossing Stage warriors.    

    

"Great Sun Heaven Punishing Palm!"    

    

An incomparably huge palm appeared in the sky.    

    

The Sect Master clapped his right hand, and a huge palm also descended.    

    

Luo Yan sneered and gave the few Tribulation Crossing Stage warriors a meaningful look. The few cultivators who were facing the Heavenly Tribulation immediately came over and placed their palms on his back! It seemed like they were transferring their energy.    

    

Luo Yan unleashed a strike that was no weaker than a Mahayana Stage's.    

    

"Bone Corrosion!"    

    

Luo Yan threw out a punch, and the Sect Chief also sent out a punch to block it.    

    

However, the Sect Leader was unexpectedly sent flying.    

    

The Sect Chief was injured, and the huge palm disappeared along with it.    

    

The Sect Leader stood up and patted the dust off his body, his eyes filled with shock.    

    

There is a huge gap between the Great Circle of Heavenly Tribulation and the Mahayana Stage, so how could he hurt me?    

    

And those few Tribulation Crossing Stage, they can also exchange blows with me. What exactly is going on? The Sect Master was extremely shocked.    

    

He felt a wave of killing intent approaching him. It turned out that it was Luo Yan who launched another attack. The Sect Chief didn't have time to think about this and launched the next round of attack.    

    

Ye Qingxuan had just walked out of the Qingyun Palace when he was stopped by Bai Yi.    

    

She had come under the orders of the Great Elder to delay Ye Qingxuan. Although it was useless for Ye Qingxuan to go, it was better to be safe than sorry.    

    

"Husband, where are you going?" Bai Yi stood in front of Ye Qingxuan and blocked his path.    

    

Ye Qingxuan wanted to answer her question, but the roars of the Qingyun Holy Land disciples told him that he could not delay any longer!    

    

"Move aside." Ye Qingxuan took out the abyss and was about to fly away on his sword.    

    

Bai Yi could not let him go. She immediately grabbed her sword and said, "No, you can't go."    

    

"Let go." Ye Qingxuan's face turned cold.    

    

Bai Yi held the sword tightly, not letting him go.    

    

"I will say it again, let go." Ye Qingxuan's eyes flashed a trace of sharpness, and he glared at her angrily.    

    

Bai Yi was shocked by Ye Qingxuan's look and Ye Qingxuan took the opportunity to fly away.    

    

How could Bai Yi catch up to him? She could only let him fly away.    

    

When Ye Qingxuan came to the battlefield, he found that the disciples of Qingyun Holy Land were facing the wind.    

    

Ye Qingxuan immediately offered up the Eight View Palace Lantern. Now, he could only use the Eight View Palace Lantern. His sword technique was not good enough, let alone the true strength of the abyss.    

    

Ye Qingxuan threw the Eight View Palace Lantern out. The flame shot out in all directions. Wherever it went, people would be plunged into misery and suffering, and not even a blade of grass would grow.    

    

It was accompanied by a painful roar.    

    

"Ah!!! What is this? It's so hot! "    

    

"Damn it, this thing... It feels like my dantian is burning."    

    

The demon cultivator howled in pain.    

    

"Great, it's eldest senior brother who's here."    

    

"Big Senior Brother's lamp is here! This lamp is indeed powerful!"    

    

"Hahaha, I'm going to burn you to death. I'm telling you to beat me up just now!"    

    

"Hey, I suddenly feel so hot."    

    

Although he was strong, he was strong. Ye Qingxuan realized that they could not be burned to death!    

    

That shouldn't be the case. This lamp was Virtue Sovereign's lamp. Logically speaking, even Immortals would feel uncomfortable, but why didn't they die?    

    

Ye Qingxuan was stunned. Why couldn't the Eight View Palace Lantern be burned to death?    

    

The Great Elder who was hiding in the dark let out two sinister laughs. "I didn't expect this, Ye Qingxuan. I heard that you have a lamp a long time ago. It can burn everything, even immortals are unavoidable. But did you know that? No matter what kind of attack it is during the effective period of the formation... They won't die!"    

    

"The formation left behind by the Old Ancestor is very useful." The Great Elder sighed.    

    

Ye Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the demons. The more he looked at them, the more shocked he became. The Eight View Palace Lantern could burn their souls. Logically speaking, their souls should have already been burned away, so why were they still able to move?    

    

Everything was attributed to the power of this formation. It originated from the primeval era. It was invented by a mighty figure of the ancient demon race, but this formation was too powerful. No matter what kind of attack was used during the formation, the person who was given the formation... He would not die! Even if his soul was destroyed, he could still move!    

    

At the same time, it would harm himself too much. This array formation was meant to kill a thousand enemies and damage eight hundred of them.    

    

Once, a mighty figure of the primeval demon race used it to fight a war. If he won, he would win. However, too many cultivators of the demon race were sacrificed, so the formation was banned. He even ordered that this formation could only be used during a national crisis.    

    

But now that there was no crisis, they used it. If the mighty beings of the primeval demon race knew that they were still alive, they would be infuriated to death.    

    

Ye Qingxuan looked at the flames of the Eight View Palace Lantern burning brighter and brighter. Some of them even affected the disciples of the Qingyun Holy Land.    

    

When he saw this, he kept the Eight View Palace Lantern. Since it couldn't be burned to death, he might as well take it back and burn it to the disciples of ___.    

    

Ye Qingxuan clicked his tongue and said, "If you want to win this battle, it will be even harder."