Natural fairy species

Countless talismans and magical weapons of various colors were flying in the sky.

The main force of the battle was naturally the battle formations, which condensed powerful spells and blasted them towards the monkeys.

There are monkeys all over the mountains and plains, and a large number of monsters fall down every moment.

Either turned into charred corpses, or blasted into a ball of flesh.

The role of the battle formation lies in this.

It doesn’t matter what your magical weapon is, whether you are good at fighting, or whether you have the courage to fight bloody battles... As long as you step forward, follow the instructions of the leading deacon, and inject mana into the battle formation, you can make a battle formation perform as well as a monk in the early stages of foundation building. Strength.

It's just that this 'Foundation Building Monk' is dull and slow to move.

As the second-level apes jumped out of the mountains and forests, the progress of the land reclamation army was restricted, and a fierce battle began.

Those foundation-building monks formed teams one after another to catch these second-level monsters, otherwise more casual cultivators besides the battle array would not be able to withstand the impact.

A complete battle formation, in addition to long-term cooperation with drills, also requires formation plates, formation flags, and formation diagrams, all of which are indispensable before it can truly play its role.

No matter how wealthy the Qingfeng Sect is, it is impossible to refine dozens of battle formations.

Therefore, in addition to their own monks, some elite cultivating family monks, and capable casual cultivators who were equipped with the Three Treasures of the Battle Formation, many more monks were only issued a formation flag with the lowest refining cost.

Under the formation flag, the monk can speed up the recovery of mana, and it also comes with three myogenic and hemostatic spells.

The activated defensive light shield, even if a monk continues to pour mana into it, is at most equivalent to a super-large top-quality magic weapon.

There is absolutely no possibility of blocking the impact of the second-order monster beast.

Dozens of monks gathered under the banner of the black and yellow formation in the northeastern corner of the land reclamation army. They looked frightened and the formation shrank smaller and smaller.

This group of people is among the most unlucky group. They are all ordinary casual cultivators. There are only a few cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining. There are even old, weak and young children from the third level of Qi Refining. I don’t know how they got in.

The Qingfeng Sect didn't expect this group of casual cultivators to have much effect, so they just waved the flag and shouted.

A black and yellow formation flag was assigned, and a sect steward from the seventh level of Qi Refining was assigned to lead the team, and was placed in the most peripheral corner.

Basically, he will not face the monsters directly, so he is responsible for cleaning up the scattered first-order monkey monsters that escape.

This task can be easily completed by nearly a hundred casual cultivators.

The battle started, and it was going smoothly at first, but who knew that a second-level ape covered in snow suddenly jumped out, slapped the person in front of him, and flew away the steward holding the flag.

The steward flew dozens of feet and was still alive. He picked up his copper brick magical weapon and smashed it hard, hitting the white ape's head.

Although it did not cause any damage, the white ape was so excited that he jumped over in three steps and then smashed his fists randomly, blasting out a large hole several feet deep, with a bright red bottom.

"What should we do? The white ape is looking at us again... Why don't we lose the formation flag and run away!"

A few casual cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining picked up the black and yellow formation flags that fell on the ground and activated them with all their strength, giving them a pitiful sense of security.

"Abandoning the flag and running away will mean death if caught by the Qingfeng Sect, and it will also affect the family... You are alone, and I still have three people in my family!"

"Then what should I do? How many punches can this broken flag withstand from the second-order white ape? If you stay here, you are still waiting for death!"

"Has the warning signal been sent? Let it go to the highest level!"

"We have been released a long time ago. There are several teams of casual cultivators similar to ours nearby... Without the foundation-building ancestor, how could they have saved us!"

The only three remaining late-stage Qi-refining monks in the team put their heads together and found that no matter what, it was a dead end.

"Shu'er, this time it was my grandfather who harmed you and our whole family!"

One of them, an old Taoist at the seventh level of Qi Refining, had a sad face, turned his head and said to his granddaughter in despair.

A total of seven monks from the Jiang family, led by him, the master of the seventh level of Qi Refining, were all trapped here.

Even if other monks die in battle, Qingfeng Sect will still return their achievements in land reclamation after the war.

The immediate family members of the deceased monk can also receive it as long as they provide proof.

And the entire Jiang family was wiped out, and there was no chance of starting over again.

"Grandpa, it's not your fault...it's all fate. If the Xu family hadn't clung to the nobles and robbed our talisman business, our Jiang family wouldn't have had to join the land reclamation war and risk our lives for a chance."

Jiang Shuming's clean little face has lost the childishness it once had, and looks even more beautiful and elegant, like a clear moon in the new moon and snow piled among flowers and trees.

The petite figure that had exquisite curves a few years ago has now completely grown out, exuding amazing charm.

Her cultivation at the fourth level of Qi refining, in such a large-scale land reclamation war, is like a floating leaf in the ocean, and will sink if any wave hits it.

During the last attack on Hou'er Mountain, her second uncle's throat was bitten off by the monkey demon in the shadows during the retreat.

The second uncle was holding his throat as blood gushed out crazily. His eyes were filled with resentment, reluctance and the desire to survive. The scene of him falling powerlessly was still fresh in her memory a month later.

"It seems that it's my turn today..."

Ever since the talisman paper business that the family relied on for a living was taken away by another family of casual cultivators, the situation of the clan members has plummeted.

Because at the beginning, I still had the idea of ​​competing with the other family by seizing raw materials, so I borrowed a large amount of spiritual stones from others.

Later, the business failed, and even the ancestral home was forfeited without paying for the spiritual stone.

White Ape had already arrived outside the yellow light shield formed by the formation flag, and smashed the light shield with one punch. The three late-stage Qi Refining monks all vomited blood and fell down with the formation flag in their hands.

All casual cultivators were exposed to the white ape and lost the last layer of protection.

The nearly two-foot-tall white ape looked up to the sky and roared, beating its chest and blasting out its furry fists. It actually brought out a huge shadow behind it and smashed it towards the ground.

Jiang Shu closed his eyes with tears streaming down his face. He didn't expect that he would die here before he could see the beautiful scenes in the world of immortality.

The casual cultivators nearby were already crying for their fathers and mothers, wishing they had two extra legs, and they were rolling and crawling trying to escape from the white ape's attack range.

Boom!

A loud noise stirred up layers of sound waves and spread in all directions.

Jiang Shu waited for a long time, but no attack landed on him. When he opened his eyes, he found a huge bronze light bell above his head.

It was this spiritual weapon that blocked Bai Yuan's fists and saved him as a casual cultivator.

It's just that the bronze light clock didn't look very strong. Bai Yuan slapped it with his palm again. The light clock shook wildly and suddenly became much more transparent, causing the casual cultivators to exclaim.

"We are saved, we are saved..."

The head of the Jiang family wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up with difficulty. Seeing a bright sword light coming across, he couldn't express in words the joy and sorrow he felt after passing between life and death.

"I hope this sect's foundation-building elder is stronger and can at least deal with the white ape long enough. When the other foundation-building ancestors are free, we can kill him together."

…

Bai Zichen was in the air, but he couldn't feel the thoughts of the casual cultivators below.

If he were to learn that there was a casual cultivator who only expected him to hold White Ape from a quick defeat, he would not know whether he should be happy or sad.

"This white ape doesn't seem to have any special abilities except for its rough skin, thick flesh, and immense strength..."

Bai Zichen tested it twice and determined that the monster had no hidden tricks, so he prepared to fight quickly.

In his eyes, every second-level monster was a shining contribution to the sect.

The white sword light turned into a bright horse, and it rushed towards the white ape's eyes like thunder.

The white ape raised his arms to cover his face. Two sword holes instantly appeared on his arms, dyeing his snow-white hair red.

The sword light turned around and aimed at the back of the white ape's head. Then it tilted its body and exploded into a ball of blood on its shoulder.

This physical and tyrannical monster took Bai Zichen's thirteen swords and failed to touch it even though he waved his palms wildly. He eventually bled to death from exhaustion.

He fell to the ground with a crash, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"You stay here and dismantle this white ape for me, divide it into various types of monsters and pile them up!"

At this time, Bai Zichen was glad that he had accepted Senior Brother Zhang's congratulatory gift, otherwise two low-grade storage bags would not be able to hold this white ape.

The White Ape was dealt with by him throughout the whole process. The formation flags that came into contact were simply beaten without any counterattack.

According to the rules, all monster materials belong to the killer himself.

He ordered the group of frightened casual cultivators on the ground, believing that no one would dare to covet his monster.

Bai Zichen charged towards the next battlefield with his sword. A monkey demon, whose whole body was red and spraying sparks from its mouth and nose, unexpectedly broke through.

From the second-order low-grade, he was promoted to the second-order mid-grade monster.

The battle formation was in good shape for a while, but this monkey demon had the upper hand. Even the two foundation-building monks entered the battle and failed to restore the situation.

…

"It's him, it's Brother Bai, how could it be possible..."

Bai Zichen beheaded the white ape and showed his face when he shouted down.

Jiang Shu was finally able to confirm that the foundation-building monk in the sky who was like a god and saved the lives of his family was the young man surnamed Bai in front of Qingfengmen Mountain many years ago.

Brother Bai, who has an indifferent appearance, Brother Lu, who is worried that he will not be able to join the sect, and Old Man Tong, who has a unique skill in planting...

The scenes from that year reappeared one by one. This was the first time Jiang Shu left the family and ventured into the world of immortality alone, which left a very deep impression on her.

It’s just that Little Brother Bai used to have the same cultivation level as he does now. How could he become a high-ranking foundation-building elder in just a few years?

For a family of casual cultivators, the foundation-building cultivators are too far away, and the deacons of the Qingfeng Sect are enough to determine the life and death of their family.

Didn't the Xu family just get a hold of a powerful deacon and force the Jiang family to almost lose their family?

"Could it be that they have similar faces, or are they the elders of Brother Bai?"

Jiang Shu's mind was in chaos, and he couldn't connect the majestic Qingfeng Sect elder just now with the handsome young man back then.

"Shu'er, what are you talking to yourself about?"

The head of the Jiang family heard his granddaughter's muttering and asked with concern.

Hearing Jiang Shu's doubts, Jiang Laodao was shocked, looked at his granddaughter, and nodded with satisfaction.

His granddaughter's appearance and figure were naturally first-class. Over the years, he had rejected countless monks who came to propose marriage.

First, he doted on his granddaughter very much and was unwilling to let her get married against her will. Second, he also felt that those casual cultivators or cultivators from small families were not worthy of his granddaughter.

"Since Shu'er, you may be an old acquaintance with this Elder Bai, we will pay him a visit after the war... Anyway, he saved our lives, so we should be grateful."

Being able to kill the second-level white ape in a short period of time, Jiang Laodao judged that this elder white should be considered a powerful person in the Qingfeng Sect.

If it can be related to such an existence, the reconstruction of the Jiang family is just a matter of words.

Thinking of this, Jiang Laodao shouted quickly and directed the casual cultivators lying on the ground to break down the monster materials for Bai Zichen.

Even if it is a dead second-level monster, only three monks in the late stage of Qi refining among this group of monks can barely move it with magic weapons.

It can only rely on the three of them to work hard to skin and remove the bones, while the rest of the casual cultivators do some work.

This place was already at the corner of the battlefield. After the death of a second-level white ape, not a single monster ran here anymore, forming a rare safe zone in the battlefield.