However, those Qi Condensing monks would often be killed by the silver giant sword before they could launch a second attack, and then be sucked to death. Therefore, the Snow Mosquito clan fought very quickly.
"Even if you are able to have children, if the fight continues like this, if the fight lasts for ten days and a half, at least 70% to 80% of your people will die, or even more, right?"
Li Yan glanced at the Snow Mosquito King with a frozen smile on his face. It was just the stronger one among the snow mosquitoes that he had conquered before, but it was not really a true king.
In all killings, one's own preferences are still the main priority.
After thinking for a while, the Snow Mosquito King lowered his head. In addition to the five foundation builders he had just dealt with, more than 4,000 clan members had died in just these two battles.
This was still a sneak attack, and the two strongest foundation builders were killed by it and Li Yan, otherwise its clan members would have died twice as many.
Although it now has a population of more than 100,000, it cannot withstand such a struggle. If this war lasts ten and a half days, he will take his concubine to the battle himself.
………… .??.
At this moment, Zhu Luomu could no longer care about the huge consumption of his spiritual power. He wrapped the remaining six "Luo Xing Valley" disciples with his magic power and swept past them with all his strength close to the ground.
Among the six people he took away was Feng Qiyuan, who had taken Li Yan and others into the house. At this moment, his face was also pale, and he looked back from time to time, with more and more sweat on his forehead.
His expression was almost exactly the same as that of the other five Qi Condensation Stage disciples around him, and they were all nervous with a hint of despair.
Zhu Luomu didn't have the intention to look at the expressions of Feng Qiyuan and others. He was looking at his side with a look of hesitation or despair.
Those were the stout junior brother who was also covered in blood and skin, and the junior sister surnamed Shen who was already unconscious on his shoulders, who was Feng Qiyuan's master.
Zhu Luomu was holding a jade slip in his hand, and he was constantly calculating how far away he was from the transmission channel, which showed how nervous he was.
Based on his time in "Falling Star Valley", every plant and tree here is extremely familiar. As long as he goes to a certain location, he can calculate the distance in an instant.
At this time, every inch of distance seemed so far away. What worried Zhu Luomu even more was that the opponent had enough ability to follow him in an instant and take the opportunity to enter the inner valley.
"How great it would be if Master were still here!"
When Zhu Luomu felt despair in his heart, he couldn't help but think of his master Xing Jie. He had been missing for a long time. There were long rumors that he had died outside.
"If Master is here, he will definitely pay attention to us at all times. In this situation, he will take action no matter what and will never let our lineage be ruined.
Now the plan executed by the elder elder and the sect leader has gone wrong, and a golden elixir has been left behind. This is definitely the nightmare of all the disciples of the ‘Falling Star Valley’...”
The three brothers and sisters had previously led thirty disciples to ambush the invading monks.
In the beginning, he did look like the clan leader Lin Xing.
He said that the enemies they encountered were all entered by small teams led by foundation-building monks.
Although they suffered a lot of casualties in the first two ambushes, considering that the three of them are brothers and sisters, they are quite familiar with each other's skills, temperaments, and movements.
Although the cooperation cannot reach the level of understanding, each other will often know what the other is going to do next with just a look or movement.
In two battles, they actually killed four of the opponent's foundation builders, and only three of them escaped.
Their side also lost more than twenty people, but what is surprising is that among the three Zhu Luomu, only the sturdy man had a big hole in his thigh, while he and his junior sister were both intact.
Although "Falling Star Valley" does not have top-quality elixirs, it does have a lot of elixirs for treating trauma. After applying the elixirs, the stout man can quickly carry out the next fight normally.
These two battles were impressive achievements. Just when Zhu Luomu and the others were about to continue their efforts, a scene that terrified them appeared.
They saw forty or fifty "Luo Xing Valley" foundation building and Qi condensation disciples running towards them in panic like bereaved dogs.
Behind them, about a hundred foreign monks appeared in a crowd. At the front of these foreign monks was a female monk riding up.
He threw away the other foreign monks behind him from a distance, and kept flying down in the air, bringing up boundless blood in his ups and downs, and continuously killed the fleeing "Falling Star Valley" monks in front of him one by one.
For someone who can fly continuously against the air restrictions and quickly kill the monks in front, you don't need to think about it to know how powerful the opponent is.
This is definitely not something that Zhu Luomu and the others can continue to achieve with their level of cultivation.
Zhu Luomu estimated that he could fly up and down like this continuously four or five times at most before falling to the ground from exhaustion, and his speed would definitely not be comparable to that of this female cultivator.
Listening to the screams and calls for help from the disciples of "Luo Xing Valley" coming from the front, the faces of Zhu Luomu and the others became extremely ugly, and they were unable to save them.
The female cultivator had a ferocious look on her face, and the two long sticky whiskers on both sides of her mouth seemed to be scorning endlessly. Her attacks were quite ruthless.
Every blow would almost smash the "Falling Star Valley" monk into a pile of pulp, or directly fly out with a long hammer the size of a melon head, fiercely piercing the back of the monk in front of him in an instant.
But before the souls of the dead "Falling Star Valley" monks could escape from their bodies, they were immediately strangled to pieces by this person with his powerful spiritual consciousness.
Do not give the other party any chance to enter the path of reincarnation. Even if you die, you must let the other party die completely from this world. Reincarnation is not allowed.
Among these monks, there are no vassal monks of "Luo Xing Valley". They are all disciples of "Luo Xing Valley". Among them, there are several foundation building monks who have good personal relationships with Zhu Luomu's brothers and sisters.
"It's the golden elixir of the Cangyu Sect. Let's leave quickly! We can't stay here any longer! Hurry!"
Zhu Luomu looked at the fire-breathing eyes of his stout junior brother, and immediately ordered that the opponent was coming too fast, and they were now within the attack range of a golden elixir.
But fortunately, there are still those "Falling Star Valley" monks ahead to attract the people behind them. The female cultivator of the Golden Core of the Cangyu Sect, at least before killing those dozens of people, should not cross these fellow sects and come to surround herself and others.
"Senior brother..."
The stout man usually focused on refining weapons, and there was still a lot of simplicity in his mind that had not receded. When he saw the monks on his side constantly falling down amid the wails, he felt a little unbearable in his heart.
"Second Junior Brother, do you want to kill everyone? Leave quickly!"
Zhu Luomu's eyes were filled with coldness. His junior brother had already reached the level of foundation building, but he was still so childish. If he and the others stayed, there would be no use at all except taking these disciples with him to death.
"Senior Brother Zhang, you must listen to Senior Brother. Can you deal with a golden elixir?"
Feng Qiyuan's master also shouted sternly, and while they were talking, they each used their magic powers to attract several disciples and fled back.
The fish in the distance raised its head in excitement.
"They are just some ants hiding their heads and covering their tails. As expected, Tian Xingzi is already helpless. I will kill all your disciples and disciples to eliminate the descendants of your 'Luo Xing Valley'."
Twenty breaths later, Yu Rong chased after Zhu Luomu and others with a thick smell of blood.
She did not kill all the chasing "Luo Xing Valley" disciples as Zhu Luomu expected. This was not because Yu Rong had compassionate thoughts.
Instead, she ignored the foundation-building monks and Qi-Condensation-stage disciples who were casually severely injured by her.
There were more than a hundred people following her. These "Falling Star Valley" disciples who had no power to resist, whether they were men or women, had no way to survive.
In particular, the fate of the female monks from "Falling Star Valley" was even more miserable, but it also brought out the evil spirit in her heart.
When Yu Rong was about to catch up with Zhu Luomu and others, Yu Rong only hit her from far away, and the female cultivator surnamed Shen who was at the end was severely injured. In an instant, she fell to the ground with her dying breath.
The residual power of this blow spread incidentally, and the bodies of the four Qi Condensation Stage disciples who were wrapped up exploded into a shower of blood in an instant.
The fate of the female cultivator surnamed Shen immediately aroused the fierceness of the sturdy male cultivator. Before letting him escape, there was a bad breath in his heart that was difficult to eliminate.
Now seeing his junior sister being hit instantly and not knowing whether she was alive or dead, she was immediately furious.
He is a
A very powerful weapon refiner, he is already 30% sure that he can refine a magic weapon-level treasure, which is extremely rare given his level of cultivation.
Just before Zhu Luomu also reached out to pat the storage bag on his waist, the stout man shook his hand, and four balls of things were shot at Yurong.
At the same time, he gave a sharp shout.
"Give it to me, explode!"
Yu Rong was about to shake his hand and hit the long hammer magic weapon to completely kill the fallen female cultivator, but her pupils shrank to the size of a needle eye.
A feeling that made her hair stand on end ran through her whole body, and she quickly backed away in a hurry.
At this time, she also saw clearly what the other party threw, three magic weapons and a high-level magic weapon. The monk was so decisive and fierce that she was unable to react. As soon as they met, he detonated a lot of them without any hesitation.
of treasures.
If she were in it, not to mention so many treasures exploding together, the explosion power of even one magic weapon would be enough to seriously injure her.
In a hurry, in an instant, he released all the spiritual power in his body without hesitation, and his body shot backwards at a speed several times faster than the previous one.
In an instant, the spiritual light on Yu Rong's body turned into a ball of dazzling white light, which made it impossible for people to look directly at it. All his strength exploded between life and death.
Although most of the foundation-building monks already have magic weapons, they will also self-destruct their physical bodies and magic weapons before they die.
But Yu Rong never dreamed that the opponent, a small foundation-building monk, would release three magic weapons in one move, and a magic weapon that was close to the level of a magic weapon would self-destruct at the same time.
According to common sense, it is good for a foundation-building monk to possess one magic weapon. Only some people among them who have other opportunities may possess multiple magic weapons. This chance is undoubtedly like finding a needle in a haystack.
Yu Rong didn't think she would meet such a person before. Of course she knew what the "Luo Xing Valley" monks practiced, but she always believed that refining magic weapons could only be done by Tian Xingzi and Lin Xinghe themselves.
After all, although a foundation-building monk-level weapon refiner can refine magic weapons, the chance of success is too low, and no one is willing to give precious weapon-refining materials to a weapon refiner of this level.
It often takes a foundation-building monk's lifetime to gather the materials to refine a low-level magic weapon. Usually, who would be willing to take this risk.
However, the stout male cultivator with the surname Zhang has a somewhat special status. The three brothers and sisters are all direct descendants of the former sect master Xing Jie, and the alchemy and weapon refining techniques they practice are the strongest techniques in "Luo Xing Valley".
The male cultivator surnamed Zhang has never heard of worldly affairs, and he only focuses on refining weapons. As a result, his cultivation level has not improved for many years, but his weapon refining skills are already at the top of his level.
However, precisely because of this personality and not liking to compete with others, his reputation in the sect is not well known. Only a very small number of people of his generation know how powerful his weapon refining skills are.
This chapter has been completed!