The item was in hand, and the Taiching Palace’s direct disciple had no further reason to linger, immediately desiring to retreat and escape Fire Persimmon Immortal City.

But in the next instant, Zheng Shuanggou descended from the sky, unleashing a torrent of saber qi that slashed fiercely toward the Taiching Palace’s disciple.

Zhou Nongying emerged from beneath the ground, stirring up a storm of dark shadows, completely cutting off the Taiching Palace disciple’s escape route.

Zheng Dandan, from his left, bent his bow and nocked an arrow. The arrow shot forth, piercing the air, firmly locked onto the Taiching Palace disciple’s forehead.

And the Purple Cloud Pavilion’s Golden Core disciple, also revealed himself at this moment, with a push of his palms, spells like a bouquet of brilliant flames, searing towards the Taiching Palace disciple.

It’s worth mentioning that the Purple Cloud Pavilion’s Golden Core disciple was also covered in a set of black clothing, the style of which was identical to that of the Black Shadow Demonic cultivators.

“A third Black Shadow Demonic cultivator?!” Everyone was shocked in an instant.

The Taiching Palace disciple wanted to escape, but enemies surrounded him on all sides.

He barely dodged Zheng Shuanggou’s attack, escaped Zhou Nongying’s shadow entanglement, but could not avoid Zheng Dandan’s arrow. He took an arrow head-on and then had to use his back to bear the brunt of the Purple Cloud Pavilion disciple’s brilliant flames.

Many defensive magical tools that he had activated with all his might directly disintegrated two of them. Only the innermost layer of undergarments, which was a magical treasure, stubbornly protected his vitals.

The Taiching Palace disciple still wanted to persevere, spitting blood while gritting his teeth, continuing to flee for hundreds of meters with the Demonic Scripture in tow.

As a result, attacks from all sides came one after another.

He was no match for so many hands, and in desperation, he had to throw the Demonic Scripture away again to alleviate the pressure on himself.

The Golden Cores who were besieging the Taiching Palace disciple immediately stopped.

They were worried that the pictures and texts carrying the scripture would be destroyed.

Although the scripture could be circulated outward, the circulated scripture would also suffer content loss if destroyed in this manner.

The Golden Cores restrained their attacks and then shot forth again, reaching for the scripture.

The scene was chaotic.

Golden light and silver radiance collided, sabers and hooks danced wildly, and spells flew everywhere.

Sun Lingtong plunged into the chaotic fray, and immediately after him, Chi Dun made the battle even more chaotic.

Sun Lingtong was agile, taking the opportunity to escape.

“Exciting, so exciting!” His big eyes sparkled, his mind was highly concentrated, and his face flushed.

He was both afraid and excited, and he thoroughly enjoyed such an adventure.

Outside the city, a Foundation Establishment cultivator like Sun Lingtong would not be able to gain any advantage at all.

But within the city, there was the Immortal City Array, which suppressed everything, greatly restraining the power of the Golden Cores.

In addition, Sun Lingtong had made ample preparations in advance, spending resources to support his performance, and he himself was by no means an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator, barely managing to maintain the facade.

The battlefield was chaotic, and there were too many factions and people with ulterior motives, and the transitions of attacks were very fast. Sun Lingtong was not directly facing a single Golden Core-level opponent.

Because Golden Core-level cultivators were also heavily involved with one another.

Chi Dun shouted, “Black Shadow Demonic cultivator, where do you think you’re going?!”

Then, he saw the Black Shadow Demonic cultivator – the Purple Cloud Pavilion Golden Core disciple.

This Golden Core disciple was closest to him, so Chi Dun unhesitatingly threw a punch.

The Purple Cloud Pavilion Golden Core cultivator raised a defensive spell, but its power was suppressed by the array.

Chi Dun’s punch directly knocked the Purple Cloud Pavilion Golden Core cultivator into the ground.

In such a battlefield, the advantage of a body refiner was revealed from this punch!

The two Golden Core disciples who were playing the role of Black Shadow Demonic cultivators were suffering in silence.

They were skilled in using spells, but the spells were severely suppressed, so they could only use some uncommon magical tools to keep up appearances.

Because of the disguise, their favored methods could not be used.

Taking advantage of Chi Dun being led away, Sun Lingtong secretly thanked the Purple Cloud Pavilion disciple in his heart, and dove into the underground, quickly drilling into the gaps of the Immortal City Array through the sewers, completing his exit safely.

The Black Shadow Demonic cultivator – the Taiching Palace disciple – once again charged towards the Demonic Scripture, his face full of excitement: “It’s still mine!”

But in the next moment, a Ghost General suddenly appeared, blocking his path.

Another Ghost General followed suit, grabbing the Demonic Scripture and leaving.

It quickly ran towards its master – Luo Shang!

Luo Shang reappeared.

But he revealed his true face and did not disguise himself as a Black Shadow Demonic cultivator.

Luo Shang’s face was still somewhat swollen, proving that the residual poison in his body had not yet dissipated.

The Ghost General who was snatching the Demonic Scripture was obviously extremely skilled in speed. In the blink of an eye, it crossed hundreds of steps and came before Luo Shang, offering the Demonic Scripture.

The moment Luo Shang received it, he felt the profundity of the scripture.

“Demonic-tainted Blood Tendon Art?!” Luo Shang revealed a hint of joy, about to open his mouth, when a flash of golden light exploded before his eyes.

Zhu Xuanji lunged in front of him, holding a large ruler, slashing down fiercely as if wielding a saber or sword.

Luo Shang hurriedly controlled the third Golden Core-level Ghost General to block Zhu Xuanji, while he himself took the opportunity to retreat.

“You can leave, but leave the scripture!” Ning Jiufan suddenly revealed his figure, holding the Ice Jade Pot, casting an ice frost spell that directly froze Luo Shang.

But Luo Shang, who was frozen, quickly changed his appearance, revealing his true form – a strange Ghost General wearing a bone mask, still at the Golden Core level.

The real Luo Shang was still hiding his true self.

The Ghost General was frozen, and so was the Demonic Scripture.

Ning Jiufan reached into the huge ice block.

Wherever his hand reached, the diamond-hard ice flowed like water and milk.

Ning Jiufan obtained the Demonic Scripture, and his face changed, equally startled.

But in the next moment, Luo Shang’s counterattack arrived.

A full four Golden Core-level Ghost Generals surrounded Ning Jiufan, launching a frantic attack.

Ning Jiufan’s combat strength was not weak, still blocking left and right, quite embarrassed.

Luo Shang’s true strength was demonstrated at this moment.

He came from the Soul-devouring Sect and was skilled in controlling ghosts. He had many Ghost Generals with Golden Core-level combat strength under his command.

He alone was equivalent to a small sect.

Ning Jiufan’s situation immediately improved, because another Golden Core ancestor of the Zhou family had come to his aid.

The latter threw out a formation plate from afar.

The magical treasure-level formation plate spun above Ning Jiufan’s head, instantly setting up a formation that made the Ghost Generals lose their way and make mistakes frequently.

Ning Jiufan received the infusion of the scripture’s profundity, while leaving the formation plate behind, quickly escaping the formation.

“Meet him!” Zheng Shuanggou shouted.

At this point in the battle, the combined advantage of the three cultivation families and Zhu Xuanji was finally demonstrated.

Yang Chanyu held a mechanical crossbow, firing arrows, strongly interfering with Ning Jiufan.

Seeing the urgent situation, the two Black Shadow Demonic cultivators exchanged a glance and immediately attacked, fully assaulting Ning Jiufan.

Ning Jiufan showed great combat strength, with ice frost overflowing, holding on for a while.

But in the end, he was shot through his defense by the Taiching Palace disciple’s magical tool, a flying dagger.

If Ning Jiufan hadn’t tilted his head in time, the flying dagger would have only grazed his left earlobe; he would have been seriously injured!

Ning Jiufan could not hold on either and threw the Demonic Scripture to Zheng Shuanggou.

Why such a choice?

Ning Jiufan’s reason was extremely simple – Zheng Shuanggou was the closest friendly force to him at the time.

“You go, I’ll stop them!” Zheng Dandan ran to the back of his clan’s Golden Core cultivator, resisting the enemy.

Zheng Shuanggou was also shouting, “Protect me, entering the clan’s land will be safe. At that time, the contents of the scripture will be shared with you!”

The profundity of the Demonic Scripture gradually flowed into his heart, which made him especially motivated to protect the treasure.

The two Zhou family Golden Core cultivators looked at each other and attacked with all their strength.

Ning Jiufan also frequently cast his best spells, intercepting other cultivators.

The scene was indeed that the three family Golden Core cultivators were numerous and powerful, this was after all their territory.

Seeing that the scripture was about to be taken away, and they were being blocked, some people suddenly became anxious.

The Purple Cloud Pavilion disciple formed hand seals, and then lightning emerged from his palms.

The purple lightning was extremely swift, so fast that even in the eyes of the Golden Core cultivators, it left only an afterimage.

Before everyone could react, it accurately struck Zheng Shuanggou’s back.

Zheng Shuanggou spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body lunged forward, almost falling to the ground, barely steadying himself, continuing to run wildly.

The Taiching Palace disciple snorted coldly, chanting incantations in his mouth.

The wind around him howled, forming an azure dragon phantom, the dragon’s roar suddenly rising, the azure dragon phantom flying out, carrying a strong impact and tearing force.

Wherever it passed, the green wind was like a blade, with the momentum to tear everything apart!

So fierce, the Zhou family Golden Core cultivator dared not confront its sharp edge, actively dodging.

Seeing that the azure dragon phantom was about to hit Zheng Shuanggou, at the critical moment, the clan’s own Golden Core was reliable after all.

Zheng Dandan blocked in front of the azure dragon, reaching out and wiping the surface of the storage belt around his waist.

A mechanical black serpent fearlessly appeared, its size much smaller than the azure dragon phantom.

But even so, the mechanical black serpent did not fear, raising its head to collide.

The azure dragon phantom collapsed, and the green wind quickly dissipated and disappeared.

The Taiching Palace disciple’s face changed drastically. He was very clear about the power of his move. But at this moment, it was actually smashed by an ordinary mechanical black serpent.

The mechanical black serpent pressed its advantage, continuing its attack after smashing the azure dragon phantom.

The Taiching Palace disciple threw out a magical tool, a set of green bamboo flying swords, a total of forty-nine.

The green bamboo flying swords rained down like a torrential downpour, clanging as they stabbed into the mechanical black serpent.

The mechanical black serpent’s momentum slowed slightly, but its fierce power remained, unstoppable, killing its way to the Taiching Palace disciple against the rain of arrows.

The Taiching Palace disciple felt a strong crisis and hurriedly cast a magical treasure to protect himself.

The black serpent opened its mouth and bit, directly breaking through the disciple’s protective light, and even biting off one of his left arms.

The Taiching Palace Golden Core disciple wailed in pain, his figure retreating explosively, pulling away to heal the wound on his severed arm. As a result, a black aura always lingered at the wound, hindering his healing methods.

The Taiching Palace Golden Core disciple’s face changed drastically, exclaiming in shock: “Night Rain Demonic Soldier?!”

Everyone was shocked.

The mechanical black serpent attacked everywhere, invincible for a time.

All kinds of spells smashed into it, as light as a breeze. Even magical treasures were broken and bitten through by the black serpent.

“This demonic soldier is so ferocious!” Everyone was extremely astonished.

Luo Shang refused to believe it and sent Ghost Generals to attack the mechanical black serpent.

As a result, the Golden Core-level Ghost Generals, a total of four, only two were left when Luo Shang urgently recalled them.

Even if the comprehensive combat strength of Ghost Generals often could not compare with cultivators of the same level. But the power of the mechanical black serpent was also too great.