Natural fairy species

"Junior Brother Bai, you came just in time. This fire ape is very difficult to deal with, almost burned the old man's beard!"

Brother Zhang saw a white sword light coming across the battlefield to help, and he cried out in joy.

It is more difficult for monsters to advance than human monks.

Born with a strong physical body and various supernatural powers, some of them have a lifespan several times that of a human monk of the same rank.

Correspondingly, whether a monster can advance or not is basically determined according to its bloodline from the moment it is born.

After reaching adulthood, there is no monster in a hundred that can be promoted.

After the fire ape advanced, he was so brave that two complete battle formations of 500 people, plus three foundation-builder monks, couldn't stop him.

Being attacked by it, it forcibly broke up a group of monks protected by a banner on the left.

A ball of flames spewed out from the mouth, turning into dozens of fireballs, as if a shower of meteors and fire had fallen in the sky.

More than a dozen unlucky monks were hit by the fireball, and immediately became burning men, wailing everywhere.

Activate the water system talisman, attract clear water and pour it on.

But this flame is very strange, it does not go out after being exposed to water, but burns more vigorously.

"Senior Brother Zhang, let Zhanzhen and the rest of the cultivators retreat slowly... It's useless for them to be here, and it will only increase the casualties."

Bai Zichen took a look, and found that the advanced Fire Ape had already exceeded the upper limit that the battle formation could deal with.

The battle formation took a long time to build up a strike, which was comparable to the monk's attack in the early stage of foundation establishment, but it was slow and sluggish, with no twists and turns in the middle.

In front of the Fire Ape, who has a high level of intelligence and a flexible body, none of his attacks can hit.

"Without the restraint of the battle formation, isn't it too dangerous to just rely on the few of us?"

Apart from Senior Brother Zhang, the other two Foundation Establishment cultivators in the field were all strangers.

The person who spoke had withered and yellow hair, stiff facial features, and his hands and feet were obviously thicker than ordinary people.

The remaining monk looks much better, with a pale face, long beard, and a fairy-like appearance.

"These two are Fellow Daoist Qiong, and Junior Brother Liao..."

Brother Zhang briefly introduced the identities of the two sides, and there was no time to chat with each other on the battlefield.

"Both of you, this is Junior Brother Bai...Although he has only established the foundation year, his swordsmanship is superb, and he has already reached the fifth level of the Dao of Swords, and his strength is still higher than mine."

Qiongqi and Liao Changqing were shocked when they heard the words, and put away their contempt.

Although Senior Brother Zhang has been stuck in the bottleneck of the early foundation establishment and cannot break through, he is a veteran elder who has established the foundation for nearly a hundred years.

He can generously admit that his strength is not as good as that of a young junior, even if there is some bragging in it, the strength of this Elder Bai cannot be underestimated.

What's more, the sword cultivator is fierce and powerful, and he is the monk who is most likely to leapfrog the challenge.

One has reached the fifth level of Sword Dao at a young age, so one's strength cannot be measured simply by cultivation base and age.

"It turns out that one is a casual cultivator who was exiled to Montenegro a few years ago, and the other is the master of Feihemen who abandoned the inheritance of Taoism and merged with the Jupai..."

Bai Zichen received a private voice transmission from Senior Brother Zhang, telling him the origins of the two foundation-builders.

"No wonder it looks unfamiliar, and I haven't even heard of the name."

Qiongqi, who came to Heishan five years ago, originally wandered in Yongzhou.

He offended the powerful elders of a local Dandan-level sect, and trekked to Heishan County because he couldn't get along.

Among the huge number of casual cultivators, there are only three or four foundation cultivators, and Qiongqi is among the top ones.

With ruthless shots and weird skills, he made a name for himself in Montenegro within a few years.

After the land reclamation order is promulgated, sign up as soon as possible.

His achievements in opening up wasteland so far rank first among all casual cultivators, and he has a good chance to change to a mountain with a second-order spiritual vein after the war.

As for the immortal Liao Changqing, due to the impact of the war between righteousness and evil, he moved to Feihemen, the only one among several foundation-level sects in Heishan County who was willing to give up his own lineage and merge into Qingfengmen.

There are more than 30 disciples in this sect, only the sect master Liao Changqing is a foundation cultivator.

The Feihe Sect offered all the inheritance, which was recognized by Patriarch Yang, and Liao Changqing obtained the status of an elder of the Qingfeng Sect.

The disciples under the sect were also given different positions according to their cultivation level.

However, the monks transferred from Feihe Sect have been placed on a mountain outside Qingfeng Sect's sect for these years.

Liao Changqing's elder acceptance ceremony was also not held.

Everything has to wait until after the wasteland war.

The past ten years and the performance of the monks of the Feihemen in the Central Plains during the wasteland reclamation war can be regarded as the test of the Qingfengmen for them.

"The two battle formations retreat for a mile, and a little harassment is enough."

Bai Zichen frowned slightly, slightly revised his previous opinion, and got a glimpse of the other party's mind.

Staying in the battle array not only can gather spiritual energy to restrain the fire ape.

More importantly, compared to the real foundation cultivator, the battle formation moves slowly, making it a good target for attracting firepower.

As long as the two battle formations in the field don't retreat, if something goes wrong, if a few foundation-builder monks run away, there will be nearly a thousand monks in the battle formation to withstand the fire ape's attack.

"You hold this monkey in check, create an opportunity, and I'll make the main attack!"

Hearing that someone had taken over the most difficult task, Qiongqi stopped talking and took a deep breath, growing taller by two points.

He even turned around and rushed to the vicinity of the fire ape, punching and kicking each other, engaging in hand-to-hand combat.

"Fellow Daoist Qiong specializes in body training, and is best at physical combat, so there is no need to worry about him."

Liao Changqing explained a sentence, took out a whisk, flicked it lightly to form thousands of white silks, and wrapped them around the legs of the fire ape.

Switching to the sect halfway is always different from the disciples cultivated since childhood.

So since the War of Reclamation, Liao Changqing had to come to every battle. It can be said that he put his life to the top just to prove his sincerity to the sect.

"Junior brother, be careful, don't be brave... I just need to hold Fire Ape and wait for others to be free."

Brother Zhang held a pair of silver flying claws with both hands, and gave a worried reassurance.

In the land reclamation army, the number of foundation-level combat power must exceed that of the second-level monsters in Monkey Mountain.

In addition to the battle formations, although there are various restrictions, they have gathered the power of many qi refining monks, and when facing the first-order monkey monster, it can be called a massacre.

The number of Tier 1 monsters on Monkey Mountain is decreasing rapidly, half of the mountain has been stained red with blood.

Bai Zichen stood in the air, observed the fire ape's movements for a moment, raised his hand and pointed, and a white sword light fell down, as fast as lightning.

Because this monster was involved in the battle formation, and the four of them worked together, all the materials would definitely not fall into his hands.

However, killing a second-tier middle-rank monster will also bring in a large amount of contribution from the sect.

How could he let go of the opportunity and wait for other people to come to share the credit.

The Fire Ape raised its head to the sky and screamed, its movements were restricted after its legs were bound, it was hit by Qiongqi several times, and another mouthful of flames spewed out, directly burning the roots of the white silk.

Even the flames spread to Fuchen along the white silk, so scared that Liao Changqing quickly withdrew his mana and disconnected.

But the whisk was already scorched black, and half of the three thousand white threads were burnt.

Liao Changqing checked it with great heartache, and put Fuchen away.

A small sect like the Feihe Sect, even as the leader of a sect, is quite shabby.

This low-grade spiritual weapon level whisk was still a semi-finished product passed down by his master. After the foundation was established, it took more than ten years to collect all 3,000 silks before it was truly refined.

In today's case, it will take several years to re-refining.

Liao Changqing didn't maintain his fairy-tale image any more, he waved his long sleeves, and a row of shining flying needles appeared in front of him.

With a few tricks, it turned into a little bit of cold light and disappeared in place.

boom! boom! boom!

Qiongqi was blocked by the fire ape, and he swung his palm, there was no way to avoid it.

With a yell, the clothes on his upper body were ripped apart, the blood vessels in his arms bulged and became thicker again, and at the same time, the water was drained, and he became like two pieces of wood.

With both arms crossed, they collided head-on with the huge palm of the fire ape, receiving three palms in a row.

Between the collision of flesh and blood, there was the sound of gold and stone, and sawdust flew out of the arm.

puff!

Qiong Qi spat out a mouthful of blood, which was actually mixed with small pieces of wood, and flew out like a kite with broken strings.

Senior Brother Zhang quickly played out a yellow talisman, which spontaneously ignited without wind, and the aura of the earth element gathered, and sharp stone thorns emerged from the ground, blocking the fire ape around.

At the same time, the flying needle shot out, directly piercing through the Fire Ape's chest, causing it to scream in pain.

Swinging his palms wildly, he smashed the stones blocking the way to pieces.

But the spell inspired by this second-order earth-type talisman was not that simple. The broken stone thorns continued to grow, and soon returned to their original state.

Liao Changqing in the distance was stunned for a moment, this flying needle spirit weapon was his means of suppressing the bottom of the box.

Since it was refined, it has rarely missed, and it once severely injured a monk of the same level on the way to escape.

But it clearly stabbed the Fire Ape, the monster was as if nothing had happened, its life force was terrifyingly strong.

"This is the moment!"

The sword light transformed by the Yinzhu sword has been wandering outside, occasionally leaving a deep wound on the fire ape.

Not at all.

At this moment, the other three Foundation Establishment cultivators used their own means to attract Huo Yuan's full attention, and Bai Zichen was keenly aware of a chance.

When the sword was swung down, it was accompanied by thunder and thunder, and the wind and thunder gathered together, and there was a sense of smooth flow.

The Jiaojiao sword shines in the impossible, and the speed increases again.

Swish!

What a big ape head, it flew into the sky, with a ferocious look on its face, its eyes widened.

...

Liang Yu was in the middle, and behind him, there were cracks in the phantom of the tortoise. He was dying, and the tortoise's shell was broken.

Luo Qiuzhen and Yingzhong occupy the left and right sides, forming a three-cai position, surrounding a two-foot monkey in the middle.

That's right, this little monkey with golden body and blue eyes is the overlord of Monkey Mountain, the ape with blue eyes and golden eyes at the peak of the second level.

The three monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment finally trapped him in the formation when they were prepared and all the treasures were out.

"Junior Brother Luo, if you don't use your real skills, when will you wait!"

If there weren't three people standing in the formation hastily set up, the blue-eyed golden-eyed ape would have rushed out in a flash. ,

Seeing the ape with blue eyes and golden eyes who had been fighting for almost an hour, Liang Yu secretly groaned in his heart.

The speed of this monkey king was astonishing, none of the three could keep up with it, and with a wave of its tiny paw, even his own high-grade defensive spirit weapon would shake violently.

There is also a strange supernatural power, two blue lights can be emitted from the pair of blue eyes, and after being shot, the whole person seems to lose his soul and cannot move.

No means of defense are effective against it.

Liang Yu had been hit by a move earlier, if Ying Zhong hadn't used his spiritual weapon to block it, he might have been killed or seriously injured by the attack of the blue-eyed golden-eyed ape.