Natural fairy species

Numerous talismans and magical instruments of various colors danced in the sky.

The main force of the battle is naturally one after another battle formation, condensing a series of powerful spells and blasting towards the monkey group.

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

Or turned into a charred black corpse, or blasted into a mass of meat.

This is the role of battle array.

It doesn't matter how good your magic weapon is, whether you are proficient in fighting skills, or whether you have the courage to fight bloody battles... as long as you step forward and inject mana into the battle formation according to the instructions of the leading deacon, you can make a battle formation perform like a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment. Strength.

It's just that this 'Foundation Establishment Cultivator' is dull and slow-moving.

As second-order apes jumped out of the mountains and forests, the progress of the land reclamation army was restricted, and they began to fall into a fierce battle.

Those foundation-building cultivators formed teams one after another to take over these second-order monsters, otherwise more casual cultivators besides the battle formation would not be able to withstand the impact.

A complete battle formation, in addition to long-term cooperative exercises, also requires formation boards, formation flags, and formation diagrams, all of which are indispensable in order to truly play a role.

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

Therefore, in addition to their own monks, and some elite monks of the immortal cultivating family, and elite casual cultivators who have been equipped with the three treasures of the battle formation, more monks are only allocated one formation flag with the lowest refining cost.

Under the banner, monks can speed up the recovery of mana, and it also comes with three spells for promoting muscle and stopping bleeding.

Even if a monk pours mana continuously into the defense mask that is activated, 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 monsters.

Dozens of monks gathered under the banner of the Xuanhuang Formation in the northeast corner of the wasteland reclamation army. They looked terrified, and the formation shrunk down.

This group of people belonged to the most unlucky group, they were all ordinary casual cultivators, and there were only a few monks in the late stage of Qi refining, and even the old, weak and young children who were mixed with the third level of Qi refining, they didn't know how to get in.

Qingfengmen didn't expect this group of casual cultivators to have much effect, so they waved their flags and cheered.

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, who was placed in the most fringe corner.

He basically doesn't face the group of monsters directly, so he is responsible for cleaning up the sporadically escaped first-order monkey monsters.

Nearly a hundred casual cultivators could easily complete this task.

The battle started, and it went smoothly at first, but who knew that suddenly, a snow-white Tier 2 ape jumped out, and with a slap in the face, the steward holding the flag flew out.

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

Although it didn't cause any harm, the excited white ape jumped over in three steps and two steps, smashing his fists randomly, blasting a big hole several feet deep, and the bottom was bright red.

"What should we do, that white ape is looking at us again... why don't we lose our flag and run away!"

A few casual cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining picked up the Xuanhuang formation flag that fell on the ground, and excited it with all their strength, giving them a poor sense of security.

"Abandoning the flag and running away, being caught by the Qingfeng sect is equivalent to death, and it will also affect the family...Your boy is alone, and there are three other people in my family!"

"Then what should we do, can this broken flag withstand a few punches from the second-level white ape? Staying here is like waiting to die!"

"Has the warning signal been issued? Put the highest level!"

"It's been released a long time ago. There are only a few teams of casual cultivators who are similar to us nearby... Without the foundation ancestor, how can we be saved!"

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

"Shu'er, this time it's grandfather who killed you, and our whole family!"

One of the veterans at the seventh level of Qi Refining, with a sad face, turned his head and said to his granddaughter in despair.

There are a total of seven monks in the Jiang family, headed by him, the Patriarch of the Qi Refining Level 7, all trapped here.

Even if the other monks died in battle, the Qingfeng Sect would return the land reclamation achievements after the battle.

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

And the entire Jiang family was wiped out, and there was no chance to start over.

"Grandpa, it's not your fault... it's all fate. If the Xu family hadn't clinged to the nobleman and robbed us of the talisman paper business, our Jiang family wouldn't have had to go into the land reclamation war and risk our lives for a chance."

Jiang Shuming's clean little face lost the childishness of the past, and was even more beautiful and exquisite, like a crescent moon clearing the halo, and flowers and trees piled up with snow.

A few years ago, she had a petite figure with exquisite curves, but now she has fully grown, 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, which will sink if any wave hits it.

The last time she attacked Monkey Mountain, her second uncle had his throat bitten off by the monkey monster in the shadows during the retreat.

The second uncle held his throat that was gushing out a lot of blood, his eyes were full of resentment, reluctance and desire to survive, and the scene of him falling down powerlessly, she still remembered it a month later.

"Looks like it's my turn today..."

Ever since the talisman paper business that the family depended on for a living was taken away by another casual cultivator family, the family's situation has plummeted.

Because at the beginning, he still held the idea of ​​competing with the other family by seizing raw materials, so he borrowed a large amount of Lingshi from others.

Later, the business failed, and the spirit stone was not yet available, and even the ancestral house was sold out.

The white ape had already come to the outside of the yellow mask of the array flag, and smashed the mask with a single punch. The three late-stage Qi refining monks all vomited blood, and the array flag in their hands fell down.

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

This white ape, nearly two feet tall, raised its head to the sky and howled loudly, beating its chest, and blasted out its furry fists, unexpectedly brought out a huge phantom behind it, and smashed towards the ground.

Jiang Shu closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks, she didn't expect that she would die here before seeing the beautiful scene in the world of cultivating immortals.

The casual cultivators on the side were already crying for their father and mother, wishing they didn't have two more legs, and they were rolling and crawling to escape the white ape's attack range.

Boom!

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

Jiang Shu waited for a long time, but he didn't see the attack falling on his body. When he opened his eyes, he realized that there was a huge bronze light clock above his head.

It was this spiritual weapon that blocked the white ape's fists and saved his group of casual cultivators.

It's just that the bronze light clock didn't look very strong, and the white ape slapped it on again, the light clock shook wildly, and became much more transparent at once, causing the casual cultivators to exclaim.

"Saved, we are saved..."

The Patriarch of the Jiang family wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up with difficulty, and watched a bright sword light piercing in. The great joy and sorrow that had passed through life and death once could not be expressed in words.

"I hope that the foundation-building elder of the Shangzong is stronger, at least able to deal with the white ape for long enough, and wait until the other foundation-building ancestors are free to kill them together."

...

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

If he learns that a casual cultivator only expects him to stop the white ape from losing quickly, he doesn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

"This white ape, apart from its rough skin and thick flesh, and its immense strength, it seems that it has no special abilities..."

Bai Zichen tested it twice, and after confirming that the monster had no hidden means, he prepared to make a quick decision.

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

The white sword light turned into a bright horse, like thunder, rushing towards the eyes of the white ape.

The white ape raised his arms to cover his face, and two sword holes instantly appeared on his two arms, and his snow-white hair was dyed red.

The sword light turned around and aimed at the back of the white ape's head, and it tilted its body again, blasting a cloud of blood on the shoulder.

This tyrannical monster with a fleshy body ate Bai Zichen's thirteen swords for a whole day, and couldn't touch it with both palms, and finally bled to death from exhaustion.

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

"Stay here, disassemble this white ape for me, divide it into various monster materials and pile it up!"

At this time, Bai Zichen was glad that he accepted the congratulatory gift from Senior Brother Zhang, otherwise the 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, and the flags that had been in contact were purely beaten and did not fight back.

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

He gave instructions to the group of terrified casual cultivators on the ground, and believed that no one would dare to covet his monsters.

Bai Zichen rushed to the next battlefield with his sword again, and a monkey monster with a red body and sparks spraying from his nose and mouth broke through.

From the second-rank low-rank, it was promoted to the second-rank middle-rank monster.

The battle formation was not bad for a while, and the monkey monster had the upper hand. Even the two foundation cultivators went into battle, but they couldn't turn the battle back.

...

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

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

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

The calm and indifferent little brother Bai, the big brother Lu who worried that he would not be able to join the sect, the 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 cultivating immortals alone, which left a deep impression on her.

It's just that little brother Bai had the same cultivation base as he does now, how could he have become a high-ranking foundation-building elder in just a few years.

For a casual cultivator family, the foundation cultivator is too far away, and the deacon of Qingfengmen is enough to decide the life and death of their family.

Didn't the Xu family climb up to a deacon with real power, and they forced the Jiang family to almost ruin their family?

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

Jiang Shu's mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't connect the majestic Qingfeng sect elder just now with the handsome little brother back then.

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

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 in satisfaction.

His granddaughter's appearance and stature are naturally first-class. Over the years, many monks have come to propose marriage, but he has rejected them all.

One is that he dotes on this granddaughter very much and does not want her to marry against her will, and the other is that he also feels that those casual cultivators or monks from small families are not worthy of his granddaughter.

"Since it's possible, Shu'er, that you and this Elder Bai are old acquaintances, we'll 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 time, Jiang Laodao judged that this elder Bai should be considered a powerful fighter in the Qingfeng sect.

If it can exist like this and get involved, the reconstruction of the Jiang family will be a matter of one word.

Thinking of this, Jiang Laodao hurriedly yelled, directed the loose cultivators lying on the ground, and gave Bai Zichen the materials for breaking down monsters.

Even for the dead second-order monsters, among this group of casual cultivators, only three late-stage Qi refining cultivators could barely cut them with magic weapons.

It can only rely on the three of them to work hard, peel the skin and tear apart the bones, and the rest of the loose cultivators will do a little bit of work.

This place was originally at the corner of the battlefield. After the death of a Tier 2 white ape, there was no monster running here, forming a safe zone that is rarely seen in the field.