158: Chen Laomo

At Cloud Mirror Mountain, the vast Formation's light barrier vanished in an instant.

And when Lin Shiming roared, Lin Gang also reacted, hastily casting out Formation Flags again, preparing to reactivate the Formation.

But a gigantic black millstone, like a small mountain, ruthlessly crushed down.

It precisely jammed the circulation of the Formation's light barrier.

Accompanied by the grating sound of 'kaka-kaka', the golden light barrier was continuously being ground away.

The spirit boat in the sky also disappeared instantly, and more than ten Heavenly Demon Sect Cultivators in black robes suddenly rushed out.

"Hehe, there's one who recognizes it, but it's too late!" The leading black-robed Cultivator's cultivation unfolded, and the spiritual might of Foundation Establishment Perfection spread.

Lin Shiming's body was so pressured he could barely breathe.

"It's Old Devil Chen!" Lin Gang's face also showed great shock. This arrival was one of the Heavenly Demon Sect's true Inheritances. Although not a top direct descendant, his cultivation and treasures were all top-tier among Demonic Cultivators. Only a Demonic Sect would be willing to send out such a Genius Disciple to plunder resources.

Besides Old Devil Chen, the other Demonic Cultivators also quickly cast spells, their cultivations all no lower than Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

Especially Old Devil Chen's black millstone, which was clearly a top-tier existence among high-grade third-tier Magical Artifacts. He single-handedly formed a seal, continuously urging it, and Spirit Light radiated in bursts, making the opening of the Formation larger and larger!

"Old Devil, how dare you?" Lin Gang also roared, waving his hand towards the sky, and a Golden Horned Ox mooed as it charged out, heading directly towards the millstone to butt it.

Beside him, Lu Changming's expression also turned ugly. He instantly waved his hand, and two Scarlet Luan Birds flew out, attacking the Demonic Cultivators from left and right.

The other Foundation Establishment Cultivators also instantly made their move, and Lin Shiming was among them. At this moment, it was a fight to the death, sharing honor and disgrace. If the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators died, he, as a Disciple of the Righteous Path Three Sects, would also not escape death. He might even be captured to be refined into a Devil Head or a Demonic Corpse.

The Tiangang Sword Formation and Purple Wood Mysterious Sky Sword Formation were used almost simultaneously, and the vast momentum instantly alarmed many people.

At this moment, Lin Shiming possessed the Divine Sense of a Late Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator. Wielding two Sword Formations, ordinary Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivators could not withstand him.

Lu Changming on the other side also showed a startled expression. The most surprised was Lin Gang; he remembered. This Divine Sense was clearly the Divine Sense he had mistaken for Lin Xianzhi's that day. That time, he had been puzzled, as Lin Xianzhi was also a Sword Cultivator, so why was his Divine Sense like that of a Cultivator who had just entered the Late Foundation Establishment Stage?

Now it seemed, it was clearly the Divine Sense of Lin Shiming, a Foundation Establishment Early Stage Cultivator.

Lin Shiming's attacks were extremely fierce. The Sword Formation opened and closed widely, with continuous sword light, suppressing everything.

However, the dozen or so Demonic Cultivators cast spells together, blood light filled the sky, and various Demonic Path Magical Artifacts instantly covered everything.

Lin Shiming was, after all, only one person. He only felt the Sword Formation being violently struck, and a Blood Fiend Demonic Gourd poured out a large amount of Demonic Water, which could even corrode the Sword Formation on the surface of the spiritual swords.

Lin Shiming's face instantly tightened, and with a pained expression, he quickly recalled his magical swords.

Especially the Formation Swords of the Purple Wood Mysterious Sky Sword Formation; these were nurtured by his mind and absolutely could not be corroded.

In the end, dozens of the one hundred and eight swords of the Tiangang Sword Formation, which were high-grade second-tier Magical Artifacts, were defiled. For a short period, the Tiangang Sword Formation could not exert its maximum power.

The battle on the field was almost one-sided. Lin Gang and Lu Changming, with their two people and three Spirit Beasts, were almost suppressed by the leading Foundation Establishment Great Perfection Cultivator alone.

And the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators of the Lu Family and Ye Family were being pushed back step by step by the other Demonic Cultivators.

With a rumble, the black millstone in the sky once again flickered with an eerie light, as a gust of Cold Wind swept through.

The golden Formation light barrier shattered with a crash, turning into bursts of Spirit Light, annihilated beneath the millstone.

"Everyone, quickly retreat to the Cloud Mirror Mountain Spirit Stone Mine!" Lin Gang's face was filled with disbelief, shock, and anger, but at this critical moment, preserving more strength and defending the Spirit Stone Mine to the death was the most important thing.

The token being cracked also needed to be reported.

Lin Family's Qi Refining Cultivators almost instantly boarded Lin Shiming's spirit boat. Lin Shiming had already received a System prompt, reminding everyone to get on the spirit boat and escape first, while he himself began to form hand seals.

In an instant, a large number of Purple Gold Vines flew out. The dense, incredibly thick purple vines, like Void Realm giant pythons, continuously crisscrossed, binding towards the Demonic Cultivators.

The previously invincible vines, in the next moment, encountered a poisonous mist, and the vines immediately began to wither. In the next moment, they even began to turn into purple water.

Lin Shiming was also greatly horrified. This was his first time facing Demonic Cultivators, but he had never expected Demonic Cultivators to be so troublesome.

And almost at this moment, a brilliant blue-gold lotus flower broke through the air.

"Seventh Grand Uncle!" Lin Shiming finally breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Lin Xianzhi arrive.

As expected, Lin Xianzhi's arrival instantly recovered some of the decline. Blue-gold sword lotuses transformed into streaks of sword light, completely cutting away the poisonous mist and the corrosive water.

Almost at the same time as Lin Xianzhi appeared, Ye Mingqiu of the Ye Family also arrived, wielding his sword. Compared to Lin Xianzhi's profound Sword Intent, Ye Mingqiu was half a step weaker.

But Ye Mingqiu's Magical Artifact was a high-grade third-tier Magical Artifact, and combined with a powerful sword technique, his momentum was in no way inferior to Lin Xianzhi's.

The sword quickly flew into the sky, transforming into a sky-supporting Tiangang Sword, fiercely descending towards the Demonic Cultivators' heads.

The situation then eased significantly, but it was still not optimistic. Several Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivators from the Lu Family and Ye Family had many defiled Magical Artifacts, and their combat power was greatly reduced at this moment.

Even a Foundation Establishment Early Stage Cultivator originally belonging to Cloud Mirror Mountain directly perished on the spot.

"Everyone, continue to retreat to the Cloud Mirror Mountain Mine, and wait for support!" At this moment, Lin Gang still shot out several spiritual talismans.

He wanted to transmit information, but then the last Demonic Cultivator in the group, his black robe suddenly began to inflate as if being blown up.

In the next moment, black Formation Flags appeared from his body, and within a few breaths, they had already been shot around the Cloud Mirror Mountain city walls.

Ten demonic banners, formed from Spiritual Qi, suddenly appeared, spewing black smoke and obscuring the sky.

"Is this the Ten Sons Heavenly Demon Formation?"

And all of Lin Gang's messages were swallowed by the black mist, indicating that the message transmission failed.

"Old Devil Chen, you're really willing to be so extravagant!"

Lin Gang could only unwillingly throw out a Flying Sword, violently shaking off the black millstone, and then retreated while fighting.

Now, without the Formation, they couldn't contend with the Heavenly Demon Sect's Demonic Cultivators. It was better to go to the mine, and let Xu Daolai's third-tier Peak Spirit Beast deal with the Heavenly Demon Sect's Demonic Cultivators.

As Lin Gang retreated, his Spirit Beast, the Golden Horned Ox, also mooed and retreated backward.

With Lin Gang's retreat, Lu Changming's pressure increased sharply, and various black cloud demonic hands grabbed at him.

"Retreat!" Lu Changming glared at Lin Gang with resentment, wanting to curse him for his retaliatory actions, and also quickly retreated.

Ye Mingqiu and Lin Xianzhi's opponents were both Late Foundation Establishment Stage Heavenly Demon Sect Cultivators. The two also nodded to each other and retreated together.

And Lin Shiming behind them had already piloted the spirit boat, retreating towards the mine.

Although many of the Three Sects' Foundation Establishment Cultivators were injured at this moment, fortunately, only one person had fallen. As long as they gathered in one place, prepared a Formation, and had the two Sword Cultivators, Lin Xianzhi and Ye Mingqiu, there was still a great chance.