Natural Fairy Species

  Chapter 9 contains the **** battle at Xiufeng (2)

  The ferocious ghost heads rushed towards the Four Elephant Tianyuan Formation, engulfed in a sinister wind and evil spirit, one after another, the stream continued, and the formation shook in an instant.

  A flash of red light flashed, and in the center of the formation, a red bird flying several feet high fluttered its wings. As soon as it appeared, the temperature of the air suddenly rose a lot, and the fire-type aura around it frantically rushed towards it.

  Following the command of the array operator, Suzaku hovered in the air, inhaled suddenly, and a large amount of fire-type spiritual energy stretched its figure again, and rushed towards the place where the ghost shadows were most dense.

  The weaker and more illusory ghost heads were charged by Suzaku, and immediately dissipated into a puff of green smoke, but there were too many ghost heads, and after one of them died, they immediately surrounded them.

  Every time Suzaku **** its wings, countless sparks will shoot out and hit the ghost head, just like adding fuel to a raging fire, burning blazingly. But after a few times, Suzaku's figure was obviously dimmed. If this continues, before the ghost shadow is completely burned, the fire element aura will be exhausted first.

   This Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Spell is a shortened version of the Alchemy Stage spell Ten Thousand Ghosts Crying. It is performed by two Foundation Establishment Stage monks and dozens of Qi Refining Stage disciples with array flags, and the number of ghosts summoned is more than a hundred.

  White light flashed, and a white tiger rushed out, murderous.

With a roar of the tiger, sharp white lights shot out from the body of the white tiger. At the same time that countless ghosts were pierced, an unlucky masked monk in black was also shot. With a wail, a hole the size of a bowl appeared on his stomach. , basically can't survive.

   "It turned out to be a complete four-element Tianyuan formation, this Bai family is really rich!"

The older one of the two foundation-building monks snorted coldly when he saw this scene, "The second-tier top-grade mountain protection circle can support a small sect and act as a facade. Brother Chen, the sect will give you The information doesn't mention that there is anything special about this Bai family that needs attention?"

   "Ordinary, not in the few families that need to be avoided. These immortal cultivating families are the most life-saving, and it is not certain to spend all the spirit stones on the formation."

This Junior Brother Chen is a short stature, and he speaks like a broken gong, "Senior Brother Shen, fortunately, I acted fast, and I still have time to support you after destroying the family next door, otherwise you alone would not be able to break the four phenomena." Tianyuan Formation, if you go back, you will have to be punished by the sect master."

   "Don't be naughty, use the mysterious evil spirit bestowed by the sect master before departure to break through the formation, and I'll just share half of the monk's soul with you!"

   "Okay, the senior brother has an order, and the younger brother will of course obey it!"

  Brother Chen had already collected more than a dozen monk souls when he wiped out another cultivator family. If he could make up for it here, he would be able to condense a new Hundred Ghost Banner when he returned.

  Mage monks, the spells and treasures they cultivate are often accompanied by killing. Once they get started, they will make rapid progress.

   But maybe this approach is not liked by the Dao of Heaven. The bottleneck of the realm of the monks of the demonic way is several times harder than that of the monks of the righteous way, and it is very easy to breed demons, and it is difficult to walk on the real way.

   There are various restrictions that make Liang Guoxiu's righteous forces in the world of immortality always overwhelm the demonic way.

Although the Four Elephant Tianyuan Formation is difficult to deal with, it was not taken seriously by the two foundation-builders of the Ghost Spirit Sect. If a monk of the same level presides over the formation here, the two will turn around and leave without saying a word, but a group of Qi Refining Early monks, chicken tile dogs nothing more.

  If it wasn't for fear of growing up, there are at least five or six ways to easily break the formation.

  The two of them took out a jade bottle respectively, and cast a magic formula with one finger, two jet-black and pure evil spirits spewed out, and wrapped them around the formation flag, all the ghost heads seemed to be full of energy after eating Shiquan Dabu pills.

  Leading ones, the ghosts’ heads have differentiated clear facial features, and the figures have quickly become thick and solid from thin and thick, and even have different styles of weapons in their hands.

   These two mysterious yin evil spirits are condensed by the special magic skills of the alchemy cultivator, which is equivalent to containing the essence of the alchemy real man's mana, which has a great effect on several magic spells of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

  Hundred Ghosts of the Night Walk received two streams of mysterious yin evil energy, and their power was multiplied several times.

  Led by those leading ghosts, Suzaku and Baihu have completely fallen into the disadvantage, shrinking in size.

   Fortunately, the Four Elephant Tianyuan Formation flashed twice, and a black turtle appeared on the northern corner, crawling slowly; there was a dragon chant, and the appearance of the green dragon was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.

   The four images are all displayed, and the formation has been pushed to the limit.

   At the core hub of the formation on the top of Hanxiu Peak, the Second Elder blushed and removed the twelve dull middle-grade spirit stones and replaced them with new ones. After such a short period of time, the Four Elephant Tianyuan Formation is like a gold-swallowing beast in a bottomless pit, eating more than fifty middle-grade spirit stones.

  Second Elder’s heart was bleeding. The spiritual stones that had been saved for the dead and wounded and the family for a hundred years were used up in an instant, equivalent to more than 5,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

"There are only the last 20 middle-grade spirit stones left, and the low-grade spirit stones can't support the speed at which the formation can be absorbed... Listen to me, everyone, once the spirit stones are exhausted, inject me with your own mana into the core of the formation, It’s good to last a minute and a second longer!”

   "Yes, Elder!"

  Bai Zichen was sweating profusely while holding the iron wooden crossbow. It was the first time he saw the battle between immortal cultivators so gorgeous and dangerous at the same time.

  Whether the mountain protection formation can hold Han Xiufeng or not, his heart also fluctuated with the changes of the scene, and he got on a roller coaster.

   "It seems... blocked?"

  The Suzaku exploded, the white tiger scatter into starlight, the black tortoise crashed to the ground and smashed into pieces of rock, only the green dragon released a dazzling light, broke through the ghosts and blew up a dozen of the formation flags before slowly disappearing.

  As the formation flag was destroyed, the remaining ghost heads lost their source of power, and became faintly visible in an instant. The sun shone through the cloudy clouds and turned into wisps of smoke like melting snow.

Before Bai Zichen had time to rejoice at the strength of his magic circle, he saw ghosts coming again, and there were several banners supporting the sky covering the sky and covering the sun. The four-element Tianyuan formation only lasted for a few breaths, just like a fragile egg shell , a crack appeared, and immediately the second, third... until, it disintegrated suddenly.

   "The formation has been broken..." Bai Zichen said with difficulty, the feeling of going from heaven to **** in an instant is nothing like this.

  Without the barrier of the Four Elephant Tianyuan Formation, the stench of the stench immediately squeezed in, and he was about to be dragged into **** by the last piece of pure land in the Bai family's land.

   "Hundred Ghost Banner!" The Great Elder gritted his teeth and stood up. The formation was broken, but it didn't make him lose confidence and hang his head down to die. "Everyone is going according to plan!"

  Looking at the masked black-clothed monk rushing forward, Bai Zichen bit the tip of his tongue forcefully, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, shoot with crossbow arrows!"

  On the high platform, several crossbow arrows shot out crookedly, but soon turned into hundreds of salvos, and the rain of arrows blocked a small space.

  The two masked monks who charged the fastest were shot into a hornet's nest, and they lost their lives without even making a sound.

  The masked monks in the second row had time to react. Only one of them was hit by two arrows, causing two **** flowers to roll aside and lost their fighting power. The others were unscathed.

   "Change the crossbow!"

   Throw away the used iron and wood crossbow, pick up the new crossbow with arrows on it, take a little aim and fire another round of salvo.

  However, a burly masked monk took out a shield like a door panel and propped it in front of him. Countless crossbow arrows shot in front of the shield, only tinkling, not leaving a single mark.

  "The ordinary children retreated to the back mountain, and all the monks went into the warehouse!"

  Bai Zichen dropped the iron and wooden crossbow in his hand, and ran desperately towards the warehouse. This was the final plan arranged by the great elder earlier.

   After a short time, there were already heavy casualties on Hanxiu Peak. The monks of the Bai family were not as good as the disciples of the sect in terms of combat experience, skills, and magic weapons. It often took three or four people to deal with one. And those ordinary people, more than a dozen people were burned to charcoal in one fireball technique.

  A gust of wind blew up on Hanxiu Peak, and the smell of blood pervaded the entire peak. The sound of collisions of magic weapons, shouting and cursing were mixed together, and people were falling down every moment.

   There are stumps and broken arms everywhere on the ground. There are black-clothed masked monks, and most of them are members of the Bai family.

  Perhaps too young to be noticed, Bai Zichen successfully rushed into the warehouse deep in the bamboo forest. There were already more than a dozen tribesmen inside, and the second elder and others were lying on the ground who had fainted from exhaustion after injecting mana into the formation.

  "My life, can it be protected by this small stone gate..."

  (end of this chapter)