Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

Chapter 353: Attacking the Mountain Gate

There are not many monks in Qingliang Mountain. They live in a small valley, which is covered by a large formation.

The mountain protection formation is a second-level formation, not a very powerful formation. Chen Yunhao can sneak into it easily and quietly.

Just now, Chen Yunhao asked the spirit of the weapon to look around Qingliang Mountain from top to bottom.

Even if a human cultivator is in the Spirit Transformation Stage, he cannot see what is happening deep underground without using his spiritual sense.

What's more, if there is a formation blocking it, once the spiritual consciousness touches the formation, it is very likely that one will be exposed.

But the spirit of the weapon is different. It seems to have special functions. It can see things that even the gods cannot see or sense, and it does it silently.

Chen Yunhao hesitated for a long time outside Qingliang Mountain, wondering whether to go in or not!

The Pluto Cult had a grudge against him because of something that happened two hundred years ago.

He came here from afar, wasn't it just to settle this grudge?

But no matter how weak the Pluto Cult is, it is still a force, with about four to five thousand people, and six or seven Nascent Soul cultivators. If he breaks in alone, isn't it like a birthday star eating arsenic and thinking his life is too long!

Besides, the spirit of the weapon had just reminded him that there were still some dangers down there.

After much deliberation, Chen Yunhao decided to openly attack the mountain gate early tomorrow morning to lure out the Pluto followers hiding underground.

Whether we can win or not, let’s not talk about it for now. At least we don’t have to worry about our retreat in the outside world.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, at daybreak, Chen Yunhao flew over Qingliang Mountain, displaying his Nascent Soul stage cultivation without reservation.

"go……."

Chen Yunhao flicked his hand casually, and two high-quality talismans flew into the air, hitting the Qingliang Mountain's protective formation in no particular order.

The two talismans made the mountain protection formation tremble, and Chen Yunhao never expected that he could defeat the mountain protection formation with just two talismans.

I saw a figure rushing out from below. He just passed through the mountain protection formation and had time to take a look at Chen Yunhao before quickly returning.

Are you kidding? There is an old monster in the middle stage of Nascent Soul outside. He is just a small cultivator in the early stage of Golden Core. Why would he rush to die in such a hurry?

Chen Yunhao stood in the air with his hands behind his back, looking calm. After waiting for a moment, another cultivator came out through the formation.

"Senior, what brings you to Qingliang Mountain?"

The man who came was a person who had reached the great perfection of the Golden Elixir. He had a long, thin face, was fair and beardless, and looked middle-aged.

"Go and call out the one who's hiding underground and can take charge..."

Chen Yunhao didn't want to waste time talking to him. He had been out for quite some time this time, and he would have to travel a long way back after finishing his business!

"Senior, you're joking. I am the head of Qingliang Mountain. Did you find the wrong place?"

"snort……."

Chen Yunhao's eyes narrowed, he snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed, and a flash of cold light came.

"what……!"

A scream was heard, and Chen Yunhao cut off the arm of the Jindan Great Perfection cultivator with a flash of sword.

"Leave now, or I'll kill the entire Qingliang Mountain clan. I wonder how long they can hide...!"

The monk who had reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core Realm had a look of fear on his face. He quickly tapped his body a few times to stop the bleeding wound.

The Nascent Soul cultivator was so terrifying that he didn't even have the ability to dodge. He only felt a pain in his left arm, and then it broke at the elbow.

If the other party wants to kill him, it may only take a moment. How can he not be afraid?

Even when facing the great elder of the sect, he did not feel this fear.

The Jindan cultivator looked at Chen Yunhao with resentment, turned around and went back through the formation.

He has not yet reached the Nascent Soul stage and cannot regenerate severed limbs, which will inevitably affect his future advancement to the Nascent Soul stage.

Even though Chen Yunhao simply cut off one of his arms, it was more painful than killing him.

Only half a cup of tea later, two figures were seen coming through the formation.

This time, two cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage appeared. One was extremely tall and had reached the early Nascent Soul stage, while the other was a little fatter and had reached the middle Nascent Soul stage.

These two people have one thing in common, that is, regardless of age, they are both fair-skinned and beardless, just like the people who were chasing Chen Yunhao at the time.

Now it seems that this is all the result of practicing the ghost martial arts. With a cold and yin energy in his body, he naturally won't grow a beard.

"Could it be that this fellow Daoist has some misunderstanding?"

The slightly fat cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul looked at Chen Yunhao coldly.

"Brother, don't talk too much to him, just destroy him immediately...!"

The tall cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage had a sinister look on his face.

"It's definitely the Pluto Cult. Who was it that went to Huangfengling in Donghua Province two hundred years ago? Tell him to come out..."

Chen Yunhao didn't just think about getting rid of the main culprit. He had already come to the other party's door and killed his people. How could he let this matter go like this?

He just wanted to confirm whether the people from that year were members of the Pluto Cult and whether they were still alive.

"Senior Brother Xu is so dishonest in what he did. Now that someone has come to find you, you'd better save your life..."

The tall cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage had the most violent temper. Although his cultivation level was one level lower than Chen Yunhao's, he had a combative look on his face.

Of course, he also had his confidence. After all, he was at his doorstep, with a huge sect behind him and four or five Nascent Soul brothers. These were the reasons why he dared to challenge Chen Yunhao.

“Shut up…!”

Anyway, today can't end peacefully, so there's no point in being polite. Chen Yunhao raised his hand and another sword light flashed.

The more I practice swordsmanship, the less I want to use various spells. Swordsmanship is still more efficient and effective.

In particular, Chen Yunhao hates dragging things out and making things difficult during a fight.

After all, he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and his reaction was extremely fast. He avoided the sword in an instant.

"go……."

After dodging a sword, the tall Nascent Soul cultivator threw a black banner-shaped magic weapon out of the blue.

Waves of howling sounds of evil spirits came from the banner, and suddenly thousands of souls emerged from the banner, circling and howling in the air.

These souls were not taken from ordinary mortals, they were all the souls of cultivators. Judging from the number, we can tell that this Nascent Soul cultivator must have killed at least thousands of cultivators.

Chen Yunhao rubbed his hands together, and a golden crow rose out of thin air, instantly transforming into a size of five meters.

The Golden Crow is the most masculine and powerful being, and is just the right thing to restrain these spirits.

Of course, the most suitable one is the Qing Lei Jue, but Chen Yunhao doesn’t want to reveal it at the moment.

With the Golden Crow around, these souls can't get close to him. Chen Yunhao's best skill is the Sky-Breaking Sword Technique.

Especially at someone's doorstep, you must act quickly and decisively.

"Demon slayer..."

Chen Yunhao held the Sky-Breaking Sword in his hand, lightly tapped his foot, and combined with the Sky-Breaking Step, a ray of sword light cut through the void, like the illusory aurora borealis, unpredictable.

"Junior brother, be careful...!"

The face of the mid-Nascent Soul cultivator standing nearby changed, he cried out in surprise, and hurriedly took out a magic weapon in his hand, but it was too late.