Natural fairy species

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

Senior Brother Zhang saw a white sword light coming across the battlefield to help, and he shouted with joy.

As the monsters advance, the difficulty becomes even greater than that of human monks.

They are born with strong physical bodies and possess various magical powers. Some of them have longevity several times longer than that of human monks of the same level.

Correspondingly, whether a monster can advance to an advanced level is basically determined based on its bloodline from the moment it is born.

There are few monsters in the world that can advance in rank after reaching adulthood.

After this fire ape advanced, he became extremely brave. Even two complete battle formations of 500 people and three foundation-building monks could not stop him.

Being attacked by it, it forcibly dispersed a group of monks protected by a formation flag on the left.

A ball of flames burst out of his mouth and turned into dozens of fireballs. It seemed like there was a shower of meteors and fire in the sky.

More than a dozen unlucky monks were hit by fireballs and immediately became burning men, wailing all over the place.

The water-type talisman was activated, drawing water to pour on it.

But the flame was very strange. It didn't go out when it came into contact with water. Instead, it burned even more intensely.

"Senior Brother Zhang, let the battle formation and the rest of the monks retreat slowly... They will have no effect just being here and will only increase casualties."

Bai Zichen took a look and found that the advanced fire ape had exceeded the upper limit that the battle formation could deal with.

The battle formation's long-awaited attack can be compared to a monk's attack in the early stages of foundation building, but it is slow and sluggish, with no twists and turns in the middle.

In front of the fire ape, who has considerable intelligence and a flexible body, not a single attack can hit.

"Without the restraints of a battle formation, wouldn't it be too dangerous for just the few of us?"

Except for Senior Brother Zhang, the other two foundation-building monks present were strangers.

The person speaking has yellowish hair, stiff facial features, and his hands and feet are obviously thicker than those of ordinary people.

The remaining monk's appearance was much better, with a pale face, a long beard, and an air of immortality.

"These two are fellow Taoist Qiong and Junior Brother Liao..."

Senior Brother Zhang briefly introduced the identities of both parties. There was no time to chat with each other on the battlefield.

"Both of you, this is Junior Brother Bai... Although he is only a few years old, his swordsmanship is superb. He has already reached the fifth level of swordsmanship, and his strength is still above mine."

Qiong Qi and Liao Changqing were shocked when they heard this and put away their contempt.

Although Senior Brother Zhang has been trapped in the bottleneck of the early stage of foundation building and has been unable to break through, he is still a veteran elder who has been building foundation for nearly a hundred years.

He can openly admit that his strength is not as good as that of a young junior fellow apprentice. Even if there is some bragging involved, Elder Bai's strength cannot be underestimated.

What's more, the sword cultivator is fierce in killing and has outstanding combat power. He is the most likely cultivator to leapfrog the challenge.

He has reached the fifth level of swordsmanship at a young age, and his strength cannot be measured simply by his cultivation and age.

"It turns out that one is a casual cultivator who fled to Black Mountain a few years ago, and the other is the master of the Feihe Sect who gave up the inheritance of the Taoism and merged with the sect..."

Bai Zichen received a private message from Senior Brother Zhang, informing him of the origins of these two foundation-building monks.

"No wonder he looks so unfamiliar, and I haven't even heard of his name."

Qiong Qi, who came to Heishan five years ago, originally lived in Yongzhou.

After offending the powerful elder of a local Jiedan-level sect, he trekked to Heishan County because he couldn't survive.

Among the large number of casual cultivators, there are only three or four foundation-building cultivators, and Qiong Qi is among the top ones.

With ruthless attacks and weird skills, he became famous in Montenegro within a few years.

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

His achievements in land reclamation that he has accumulated so far rank first among all casual cultivators, and he has a good chance of being transferred to a mountain with a second-level spiritual vein after the war.

As for the immortal Taoist Liao Changqing, because of the war between good and evil, he moved to Feihe Clan, the only one among several foundation-level sects in Heishan County that was willing to give up his own Taoist heritage and merge with Qingfeng Clan.

This sect has more than 30 disciples in total, and only the sect leader, Liao Changqing, is a foundation-building monk.

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

The disciples were also given different positions according to their level of cultivation.

However, the monks who transferred from Feihe Sect have been placed on the top of a mountain outside the Qingfeng Sect Sect.

The elder's ordination ceremony for Liao Changqing was also not held.

Everything will have to wait until after the land reclamation war.

The performance of the Feihe Sect monks in the past ten years and the land reclamation war can be regarded as a test for them by the Qingfeng Sect.

"The two battle formations need to step back a mile and harass them a little."

Bai Zichen frowned slightly and slightly modified his previous opinion, gaining a glimpse of the other person's thoughts.

If the battle formation stays in place, it can not only gather spiritual energy to contain the fire ape.

More importantly, compared to real foundation-building monks, the battle formation moves slowly and is a good target for attracting firepower.

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

"You can contain this monkey and create opportunities, and I will be the main attacker!"

Hearing that someone had taken on the most difficult task, Qiong Qi said no more, took a deep breath, and grew two points taller.

He actually turned around and rushed to the fire ape, fighting with his fists and feet, engaging in close combat.

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

Liao Changqing explained, took out a fly whisk, and flicked it lightly to form thousands of white threads measuring ten feet tall, which were wrapped around the Fire Ape's legs.

The disciples who switch to the sect halfway are always different from the disciples they have trained since childhood.

Therefore, since the land reclamation war, Liao Changqing has been coming to every battle. It can be said that he has risked his life just to prove to the senior officials of Qingfeng Sect that he is sincere in joining the sect.

"Junior brother, be careful, don't show off... We just need to hold the fire ape down and wait for the others to be free."

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

In the land reclamation army, the number of foundation-level combat forces exceeds that of the second-level monsters in Hou'er Mountain.

Coupled with the battle formations, although there are various restrictions, but the power of many Qi Refining monks is gathered together, it is simply a massacre when facing the first-order monkey demon.

The number of first-order monsters on Hou'er Mountain is declining rapidly, and half of the mountain has been dyed red with blood.

Bai Zichen stood in the air and observed the fire ape's movements for a moment. He 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 combined efforts of four people, all the materials would definitely not fall into his hands.

But if you kill the second-level mid-level monster, you will still receive a large amount of sect contribution.

Who is willing to let go of the opportunity and wait for others to come and share the credit?

The fire ape looked up to the sky and roared. His movements were restricted after his legs were bound. He was hit by Qiong Qi several times, and another mouthful of flames spurted out, directly burning the white silk roots.

The flames even spread along the white thread to the whisk, frightening Liao Changqing to quickly withdraw his mana and disconnect.

But the whisk was already scorched black, and less than half of the three thousand white silk threads were burned.

Liao Changqing checked it with great heartache and put the fly whisk away.

Even as the leader of a small sect like Feihe Sect, his net worth is quite shabby.

This whisk, a low-grade spiritual weapon, was a semi-finished product passed down from his master. After building the foundation, it took him more than ten years to collect three thousand heavenly silkworms before it was truly refined.

If you do this today, it will take several years to refine it again.

Liao Changqing no longer maintained the image of a fairy. He waved his long sleeves and displayed a row of shining flying needles in front of him.

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

boom! boom! boom!

Qiong Qi was blocked by the fire ape, and he couldn't avoid it with a wave of his palm.

With a loud shout, the clothes on his upper body tore apart, and the blood vessels in his arms bulged and became thicker. At the same time, the water was drained out, and they became like two pieces of wood.

He raised his arms and collided head-on with the fire ape's giant palm, receiving three palms in a row.

During the collision of flesh and blood, the sound of metal and stone was heard, and sawdust flew out from the arm.

puff!

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

Senior Brother Zhang quickly played a yellow talisman, which spontaneously ignited without wind. The earth spiritual energy gathered, and sharp stone thorns emerged from the ground, blocking the area around the fire ape.

At the same time, flying needles shot out and penetrated directly through the fire ape's chest, causing it to scream in pain.

He waved his palms wildly and smashed the thorns blocking the road into pieces.

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

Liao Changqing in the distance was stunned for a while. This set of flying needle spiritual weapons was his way to suppress the situation.

Since it was refined, it has rarely failed, and it was used to severely injure a monk of the same level on the way to escape.

But it was clear that it had stabbed the fire ape, and the monster seemed to be fine. Its vitality was terrifyingly strong.

"This is the moment!"

The light from the Yinzhu Sword kept wandering around, occasionally leaving a deep wound on the Fire Ape's body.

He didn't use all his strength at all.

At this moment, the other three foundation-building monks used their own methods to attract the fire ape's full attention, and Bai Zichen was keenly aware of a glimmer of opportunity.

This sword swing was accompanied by roaring thunder, wind and thunder gathered together, and there was a sense of smoothness.

The bright sword light was impossible, and the speed increased again.

Uh-huh!

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

…

Liang Yu was in the middle, and the phantom of the divine turtle behind him already had cracks. It was dying, and the turtle shell was broken.

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

That's right, this little monkey with golden eyes and golden eyes is the overlord of Hou'er Mountain, the ape with green eyes and golden eyes at the second-level peak.

The three late-stage foundation-building monks, who had prepared well in advance and had all their treasures out, finally trapped him in the formation.

"Junior Brother Luo, if you don't use your true skills, how long will it take!"

The hastily set up formation, if three people had not stood their ground, the blue-eyed golden-eyed ape would have rushed out in a flash. ,

Liang Yu secretly complained in his heart when he saw that the ape with blue eyes and golden eyes was still very energetic after fighting for almost an hour.

The speed of this monkey king was astonishing, and none of the three people could keep up with it. Moreover, with a wave of his small paw, even his own high-grade defensive weapon shook violently.

There is also a strange magical power, the pair of blue eyes can emit two green lights. After being shot, the whole person seems to have lost his soul and cannot move.

No defensive measures are effective against it.

Liang Yu had been hit by a move earlier. If Yingzhong hadn't used his spiritual weapon to block it, he would have been seriously injured or killed by Natong's attack.