The Yingtai monks rushed out and rushed to their fighting positions; in Zhuolang Hall, the magic circle was operating normally. Something like the magic circle had a characteristic. The smaller the place, the stronger it would be. If it were just the Zhuolang Hall building,
As a group, their defense strength is amazing, but the problem is that they don't have enough spiritual power.
During the previous sneak attack by the sea monster, the main hall where the spiritual stones were stored was destroyed first, and all resources were lost. Now the magic circle is maintained by the spiritual stones carried by the monks. How long can it last?
There are only a dozen large and small buildings in the temple complex, but thousands of monks are squeezed into it. These people can still resist normally under pressure and even fight to the death. But if they lose their temper and become scattered, they will
They will become another group of people.
This is not a problem of Yingtai Taoism, but a problem of mentality. The spirit of these overseas monks who can persist until now is very valuable.
The current battle is no longer a personal battle, it is actually a battle between the magic circle and the sea monster. The six real people are divided into two groups, taking turns to maintain the operation of the magic circle. There is more defense and less attack. Any shortcomings in strength will be made up by the Jindan monks.
In this situation, the foundation-building minor repair is of no use at all. I can only watch the sea monsters outside the magic circle surge up like a tide, and then slide down like an ebbing tide.
The ferocious faces, wanton roars, and the black mass of monsters in the sky seemed to fill the sky; the water mist phenomenon formed during the large-scale battle of the Hai clan produced thick clouds that the sunlight could not penetrate, as if
In a stormy environment, dark, damp...
They have persisted in this doomsday scenario for more than a month. Even if they are as tough as monks, some of them can't help but feel discouraged.
The key is that there is no hope, as if they are the only ones in the world resisting the aliens.
The number of sea monsters gathered here has exceeded 10,000, of course, most of them are small monsters at the foundation level; there are nearly thirty large Nascent Soul monsters, which are the power that Yingtai monks are most afraid of, and there are also several golden elixir sea monsters.
Hundred.
This kind of strength suppression can be said to be quite disparity, especially at the Nascent Soul level, six against thirty, there is no chance.
These sea monsters are not all of this wave. On the first day when Yingtai was attacked, there were tens of thousands of sea monsters. That was the real thing that covered the sky. Later, it turned out that the overall situation was determined. Humans were just fighting against the trapped beasts.
I walked most of the way, probably towards the southwestern coastline.
The remaining sea tribes are enough to deal with Yingtai Immortal Island, sooner or later.
Among the voluntary applications, no one has asked to become a potential seed. However, there are many people who are determined to cut off the ranks, especially those low-level foundation-building disciples. They know very well that the possibility of escape is too low, so it is better to give it a try.
The bloody bravery of the minor cultivators moved the Jindans. These are all their younger disciples, how could they completely abandon them?
If the golden elixirs don't leave, it won't make much sense for Yuanying Zhenren to escape. The cornerstone is gone, so what's the point of talking about the future?
At the last moment, the performance of the Yingtai monks was worthy of their thousands of years of inheritance. But if the spirit of mourning the army continues to accumulate like this, then there is no need to leave, and they will all fight here to the death.
Fairy Hongxiu secretly sighed in her heart. In terms of scenes, she had seen too many big scenes, and it didn't matter here at all. However, Jinxiu people have a spirit of willingness to go out. The whole sect is like this from top to bottom, and it is the same as her hometown Zhouxian.
The upper bound is not quite the same.
Will there be support coming? To be honest, this is more of her personal conjecture; the best way to ask for help is at the Dushan Ceremony, but the key is that there was no news of the attack on Yingtai at that time, so they had no reason to just
It was because of worries that all the cultivation forces in the southwest were drawn over. There was no reason for this, and Yingtai did not have such appeal.
Her words are more of an expectation, so that the Yingtai people will not give up their determination to resist, but now it seems that there is no need. The Yingtai monks do not need her to boost their energy. In the battle between humans and monsters, there is no such thing as surrender.
Life is worse than death.
In the world of cosmic cultivation, Jianmai is the most controversial Taoist unity, and there are countless forces eager to destroy its roots. But the funny thing is that every Taoism is proud to be Jianmai's friend, and they are secretly happy, because Jianmai never
Abandoning friends, no matter what the danger, cannot stop the roaring sword light of the sword cultivators.
But this is Jinxiu, not the blue sky, nor the Five Rings. The sword veins here are still growing, lacking nutrition, stunted, and growing like crooked melons and cracked jujubes... Of course, the entire Jinxiu world is the same, and they are all the most authentic.
The seeds grew a bunch of weird things.
Moreover, Yingtai is not considered a friend of Jianmai. Given their position, they rarely participate in mainland disputes, so they cannot make many friends and are isolated from the mainstream world.
Yingtai's ideas of establishment need to be changed, but I wonder if they still have such a chance?
It had been three days, and she was thinking about how she could finally come up with a feasible breakout plan.
Beside her, Xiang Anshi, who provided power to the magic circle with her, was not as much as she thought. His eyes were always outside, especially the sky covered with lead clouds, and occasionally he would look at the rough waves.
, the dark sea.
He was really looking forward to the arrival of support, and he was the only one who understood the Red Sleeve Fairy's guess as to who the support would be.
If there is an orthodoxy willing to come, it is them.
The clouds are low and dense, strong winds have begun to blow in the sky, and heavy rain has begun to fall. This is not a natural phenomenon caused by the power of God, but a local abnormal weather caused by the long-term sirens moving clouds and fog. It can be imagined that those seas
How hard the demon waved the flag and shouted.
If there are reinforcements, they must come from the sky. This is what he thought. The sea monsters also take precautions in this way. There are always ten Nascent Soul monsters hanging high above the clouds, just to guard against this move and really participate in it.
There were only twenty big demons attacking the magic circle.
They were thick-skinned and thick-skinned, with immense strength and direct magical powers. They hit the Zhuolang Palace array one after another, and every impact was like an earthquake.
The earth trembled, the mountains shook, and the sky spun.
But Xiang Anshi still did not give up his hope, because he always believed in this friend. Although there were countless inaccuracies, his friend never disappointed in times of crisis.
His eyes kept scanning between the sky and the sea. Looking down from his current position, he found the shadow of a giant whale rising under the sea. The whale's body was dozens of feet, and it was getting heavier and heavier.
trace.
Another Nascent Soul sea monster came? Or a whale monster? Being very familiar with sea whales, he couldn't identify its species for a while. It seemed to be a sea whale. At this moment and in such an environment, it could only be a sea whale, but
Instinct told him something was wrong?
He touched the red-sleeved fairy next to him with his elbow, "Fairy, look at the sea below where the Nascent Soul Siren gathers. It looks like a whale? Why doesn't it feel like it to me?"
The Red Sleeve Fairy looked over disapprovingly, her expression suddenly changed, and she shouted: "Good fellow, has the madness of Jianmai spread here? Tell the real people that we are ready to fight back!"
