Natural fairy species

"At the original meeting, the elders did not agree to choose Feiyue Lake as the target for land reclamation. There is some truth... Fighting in this water area is too inconvenient for the monks!"

Bai Zichen watched helplessly as a group of monks were broken by water arrows sprayed from the sky by an iron crocodile, killing everyone in the group.

But the river clam monster in front of him had astonishing defenses. Not even the light of my own sword could break its shell.

Even when two clam shells are clamped together, a huge suction force will be generated, making the sword light shake and almost become unstable.

Bai Zichen was entangled by this river clam before he could save the group of monks.

"Damn it, the spiritual energy fluctuations of the second-order low-grade monsters are even more difficult to deal with than the second-order mid-grade monsters... Why are there so many weird monsters and monsters in the water!"

Bai Zichen complained that it was indeed much more difficult to capture Feiyue Lake than Qingniu Valley.

At least there are monsters from the same group in Qingniu Valley. They are simple and crude, making them much easier to deal with.

After dozens of rounds of sword light, the aura of both sides of the clam shell was finally dimmed, and the suction force became vague. With one strike of the sword, the clam was split into two halves.

Seeing a sparkling object underneath, he brought it up with a roll of sword light and dropped it into his palm.

A clam bead the size of a grape, round and flawless, feels warm and comfortable when held in the hand.

Bai Zichen put away the clam beads and looked at the direction where the iron crocodile was wreaking havoc. Two foundation-building monks were already there.

Unfortunately, that team of monks had suffered heavy casualties, and less than half of them could still move.

"The five-color light armor activated by Patriarch Ge Cang just now is a five-crystal glazed body? It can actually fight directly against the third-level demon king. I wonder when I can reach the third level..."

Bai Zichen looked at the place covered by the formation flags and separated by layers of space. He was deeply impressed by the figure of Master Ge Cang waving his fist to meet the dragon.

If the level of cultivation is to catch up with the real person Jiedan, it cannot be achieved in a short time.

That's not completely impossible on the five-crystal glazed body.

The higher the level of this body-training technique, the more obvious his training speed advantage will be.

At this point in the war, the front line of the land reclamation army has become longer and longer, becoming more and more scattered.

This is because the terrain of Feiyue Lake is determined by the crisscrossing waters and several bifurcated rivers. It can only be broken into pieces before further chasing the monster.

Fortunately, the Qingfeng Sect has a deep foundation and has made thorough preparations. All battle formations, talismans, and magical weapons are designed to restrain the water-based monsters, otherwise the casualties would have been much heavier.

Countless spiritual lights flashed, magic weapons collided, and the sky was almost turned red by various fire talismans.

The entire Feiyue Lake is like a huge cooking pot being placed on the firewood, and the lake water is constantly heating up.

The wind shuttle above the head suddenly changed its direction and aimed at one place. The thunder light gathered and three Nine-Sky Thunder Cannon were fired at the same time.

"There is a difficult monster over there!"

The role of the three wind shuttles and five-color ships is not to kill many monsters, but to be able to have an overview of the overall situation from a high position.

Once you are in trouble somewhere, use war weapons for remote support.

At the same time, he was also sending out a signal to guide monks like Bai Zichen who had the energy to go to the rescue.

"It's from the Bai family!"

Bai Zichen crossed the small island in the middle of the lake with his sword and came to the other side of Feiyue Lake. At a glance, he saw several familiar figures below.

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The five golden rings in front of Bai Xianzhong went into battle one after another, and they were smashed randomly at an iron turtle. Only sparks flew everywhere, but no real damage was caused.

The Paper Crane Taoist took out a pile of talismans and blew them gently, turning them into a group of flying cranes and poking at the iron turtle.

Not to mention that it failed to cause any damage, Iron Turtle shook his body, and two flying cranes were hit. Like bubbles being popped, they turned back into talisman paper.

Taoist Zhihe's face turned blue and white, and his proud paper talisman technique became a joke in front of the second-level low-ranking Tie Gui.

In fact, the art of transforming talisman paper into shape still has merit.

Although these flying cranes are weak in body, their lethality is close to the level of Qi Refining Dzogchen.

If it were an ordinary foundation-building monk, if he encountered more than ten at once, he would inevitably be in a hurry for a moment.

It's a pity that in front of the second-order iron turtle that can't break through the defense, it really becomes a decoration.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, what should we do..."

Taoist Zhihe's voice was trembling, and he already had a hint of retreat.

"Hold on, reinforcements will arrive soon!"

Bai Xianzhong boosted morale. Behind him were hundreds of family monks, including those from his own Mozhu Bai family, Xiangzhu Chen family, and Hongye Fang family...

As soon as he retreats, these monks will only die.

Moreover, the Qingfeng Sect severely punishes those who escape during the battle, and the liquidation after the war will even affect the family.

Even if Bai Xianzhong died in battle, he would not be able to leave his team and escape.

"These are two iron turtles. It's up to you and me to resist them."

There are two iron turtles in front of me, one big and one small. They look like they are crawling slowly, but in fact they are climbing on all fours very fast.

Several fire snakes condensed in the battle formation, burning the iron turtle's head or limbs, and either endured it forcefully, or sprayed out a water ball to extinguish it.

In addition to slowing down the Iron Turtle's progress, it also didn't cause any damage.

Taoist Zhihe's eyes were wandering wildly. Anyway, the descendants in the battle formation behind him were not taken seriously by him.

Even if he dies, he won't be too sad.

boom! boom! boom!

Three bowl-sized thunderbolts struck down. Before the sound could be heard, the thunderbolts had already arrived, blasting the smaller iron turtle directly into the ground.

A moment later, the iron turtle staggered out of the pit again.

The Nine Heavens Thunder Cannon could not cause any more damage except that its left hind limb was blackened and drooped on the ground, walking with a limp.

"Golden Scale Heavenly Dragon Slash, chop it open for me!"

Bai Xianzhong bit the tip of his tongue and sacrificed this high-grade spiritual weapon obtained from the Qingfeng Sect. The flowing golden scales were connected in series to form a half-length dragon shape.

The dragon's head is the sword, and the dragon's tail is the handle, which is held in Bai Xianzhong's hand.

The fertilized blood was stimulated, and the dragon form condensed into two points again, slashed hard, and struck the slightly injured iron turtle with all his strength.

There was a sharp collision of gold and stone, and the dragon head and the turtle shell were at loggerheads, pressing the iron turtle in place and letting out a painful howl.

"Baidao's friendly skills, I will help you to lure away another iron turtle!"

Seeing this astonishing strike, Taoist Zhihe gained some confidence. He took out a jade flute and played a tune. A harsh sound wave was transmitted to the ears of another iron turtle, causing it to spin in place.

Bai Xianzhong secretly complained that the Golden Scaled Heavenly Dragon Slash was stuck on the iron turtle shell, making him unable to move forward or retreat.

The accumulated sword power gradually declined, and after all, it could not withstand the iron turtle's counterattack. A burst of gray spiritual light flashed on the turtle shell, the dragon shape disintegrated, split into countless golden scales, and returned to Bai Xianzhong's hands like a bird returning to the forest.

puff!

Bai Xianzhong's mana was in shock and he suffered some hidden injuries. He was about to muster up his mana and prepare to activate the spiritual weapon with blood essence again.

call out!

A bright sword light filled the sky and the earth, occupying the entire field of vision in Bai Xianzhong's eyes, and directly nailed the iron turtle to the ground.

There is a finger-sized sword hole in the center of the turtle shell, with no trace of outward cracking and the center of the hole is smooth.

"Stay back and leave this to me!"

Bai Zichen's clear voice sounded, and the sword light surged, cutting off the life of the smaller iron turtle.

"Brother Chen, be careful..."

Bai Xianzhong was overjoyed. As soon as he opened his mouth to remind him, he was shocked to find that Bai Zichen had already killed an iron turtle with one sword strike.

At the same time, the other iron turtle was also shrouded in sword light.

Just a few sword strikes seemed to them like an iron wall, and the indestructible gray turtle shell began to be in danger.

"It's a pity that I can't use the sword energy of Leiyin, otherwise this kind of ordinary monster can be killed with three or five swords..."

That's right, this kind of iron turtle, which only has defense and no special powers, is just an ordinary monster in Bai Zichen's eyes now, and it is not worth taking a second look.

It was far inferior to the river clam before, which made him feel a little troublesome.

However, Senior Brother Liang Yu and Senior Brother Zhang both reminded themselves not to use Sword Qi Leiyin in crowded places and try to delay the exposure time.

There is a difference in the shock brought by a swordsmanship genius and a peerless swordsmanship genius who has mastered the thunder and sound of sword energy in the early stages of foundation building.

The former was informed by the Ghost Spirit Sect, and Bai Zichen was simply listed as a key observation target.

The latter will most likely be regarded as a sure-kill target by the Ghost Spirit Sect and will send out manpower to ambush and kill him when he travels.

A peerless swordsmanship genius who has mastered the sword energy and thunder sound early, and also has the hope of forming a pill. As long as Bai Zichen grows up, which of the Ghost Spirit Sect's foundation-building monks can block his sword?

Isn't it just another smaller version of Ancestor Ge Cang?

If Bai Zichen is allowed to form pills, it will be even more troublesome. The master of Ghost Spirit Sect who formed pills may lose his life as soon as he leaves the sect.

In order to eliminate this possibility, it is worth spending a lot of money to take action in advance.

According to Liang Yu, as long as he can hide for a few years, when Bai Zichen's travels are over, he can return to the sect and live in seclusion, and he can simply practice to the late stage of foundation building in one go.

Even if the Ghost Spirit Sect decided to send Master Jiedan to bully the big one, it would be impossible for them to attack the mountain gate and kill him.

However, Liang Yu said this in a joking tone and did not really mean it.

From the early stage of foundation building to the later stage of foundation building, Patriarch Ge Cang of Tianlinggen spent forty years, and Weiling of Yilinggen spent more than sixty years.

Bai Zichen's revealed aptitude is no more than three spiritual roots. Even if he has a hidden spiritual body, the senior sect members believe that it will take him eighty to one hundred years to reach the late stage of foundation building.

After staying in the sect for nearly a hundred years, I really want to become a tortoise.

Liang Yu also considered that for a sword cultivator, suppressing his nature for a long time and trapping him in one place may affect his progress in the realm of swordsmanship.

So there was no plan at all.

As long as Bai Zichen can practice steadily to the middle stage of foundation building, he will basically have enough power to protect himself when he goes to the secret hall to pick out the treasures left by his ancestors.

Even with Bai Zichen deliberately hiding his clumsiness, Tie Gui couldn't hold on for long——

Sword Qi Leiyin mainly enhances the sword cultivator's continuous combat ability and the feasibility of controlling two swords at the same time.

As for a single flying sword, the lethality is slightly reduced, but the difference is not very big.

On the twelfth sword, Bai Zichen found a spiritual power node on the gray turtle shell, and finally broke through the defense and killed the beast.

In the battle formation behind him, a female cultivator dressed in plain clothes and with skin as white as snow looked at the elegant young man. With a few swords, he killed the two demonic beasts that hundreds of monks, clan leaders and senior Zhihe Taoist were helpless. Her red lips opened slightly for a long time. Close up.

"He is Bai Zichen... No, the elder Bai from your family?"

Next to Bai Ling, Chen Xiu, who had red lips and white teeth and was as handsome as a woman, seemed lost and asked in an unbelievable tone.

Seeing Bai Ling nodding, Chen Xiu stared blankly at the sky.

"I actually narrowly lost to him? Just barely, and saw a chance to win?"

Chen Xiu had a feeling in his heart that this would become the most worthy of boasting in his life.