Chapter four hundred and eighty third bombing the sky
At the foot of the hillside is a narrow mountain col, where many thorny redwoods grow. Yuan Kunyang, howling, ran past, faster than a rabbit.
Liu Qinghuan was quite speechless. Could his acting skills be any worse?
However, the effect seems to be okay, one, two... four! The four otherworldly monks who were chasing after them rushed into the mountain col, and there were two more far behind.
Liu Qinghuan fled among the trees, looking for an opportunity to take action.
I received Yuan Kunyang's urgent message: "Fellow Taoist Qingmu, if you don't take action, I will be caught up!"
Liu Qinghuan was also a little anxious: "I thought so too, but those people are spread too far apart. You can lead them to the left, as the terrain there is relatively narrow."
Below, Yuan Kunyang turned to the left as expected. His consciousness noticed that the four people behind him were chasing after him like a cat after seeing a mouse. He quickly formed magic spells with his hands. Wherever he passed, earth and rocks continued to break, stirring up dust.
The sky was covered with mud and sand, which not only obscured his vision, but also served as a cover for Liu Qinghuan's next actions.
Soon enough, when the people from the other world were overwhelmed by the sudden sand and wanted to rush upwards, Liu Qinghuan suddenly appeared, holding three activated iron thunders in his hands, and raised his hand to move downwards.
Throw it away, then flip your hand, and two more follow closely.
"Run!" Liu Qinghuan didn't care about hiding anymore and shouted to Yuan Kunyang. He turned into a green shadow and disappeared into the big tree next to him, escaping very fast.
Behind him, there was a series of loud bangs that shook the sky. The small mountain col was almost blown over by the explosive iron thunder, and blue-white electric snakes scurried around like dragons, killing everyone.
Everything it comes in contact with is greedily devoured!
The silence was broken, and several figures appeared in the spiritual veins of Wuyuqiu in the distance. Monks from other worlds flew out one by one and looked here blankly.
The initiator has already fled quickly, not even daring to go back and accept the results.
The two of them ran away for a long time, and when they were sure that no one was chasing them, they finally stopped, lying on the top of the mountain and secretly looking into the distance.
"Did you notice how many were killed?"
"No...but in that case, if they can escape, I will take their last name!"
"How about we sneak back quietly and see the results?"
"Are you looking for death? Didn't you see that the Nascent Soul cultivators are all out?"
"Hey hey hey hey!" Yuan Kunyang let out a string of suppressed laughter and said with a beaming expression: "These alien monkeys show off their power in front of us every day, and they don't behave like humans when they come to our place! I finally got rid of the bad breath today, so cool
Oh! Brother Qingmu, do you still have Tie Li Lei? How about we find a chance to do it again?"
Liu Qinghuan also felt quite relieved, but he did not lose his reason: "This time we were unprepared, but it will not be so easy next time if they are alert."
He still has a few Tie Li Lei in his hand. He had a fight with Zhang Nianyu in Fengqilin and won a lot from that guy.
Yuan Kunyang said carelessly: "If we don't have a chance, we can create an opportunity. After this incident, those people can no longer attack the spirit mine with peace of mind. They will definitely increase their manpower to patrol around, and then we will go and catch the lone ones!"
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Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment: "Let's see, after all, there are two Nascent Soul monks there. If they catch us ruthlessly, we may not be so lucky to escape again."
However, the current situation is much better than when he was trapped in the formation. At least he can slowly deal with it.
What he was more worried about was the situation in Qianye Mountain. His master, friends, fellow disciples and many other people were there, but he was too far away and had no news for a long time.
He has read through the Xiling Di newspaper from beginning to end. The booklet has now almost become a battle report, which is only sent out once a month. In addition to the news on the battlefield, there is also a column in it.
It was specially set aside to record the names of those monks who unfortunately died in battle for people to mourn and remember.
The Seal War had only begun less than a year ago, and death had not yet become a numbing habit, and the death of so many people was even more tragic.
The support from the Cultivation Alliance never arrived, but the crisis in Wuyuqiu's spiritual veins was temporarily relieved. In the next few days, Liu Qinghuan and Yuan Kunyang were still wandering around, and they would quietly take action when they encountered lone people from other worlds.
, and then escape when the opponent reacts.
When the opportunity permits, he will also use the Iron Li Thunder again, which will cause everyone to flip over and change their color upon hearing the thunder, almost not attracting the Nascent Soul!
Others, such as Yin Hanxiang and others, did not have the same hiding skills as the two of them, so they could only intercept those who wanted to enter Wuyu Qiu from further away. The battle was so fierce that I will not go into details.
However, when the two Nascent Soul monks who had been led away before reappeared and brought back two Nascent Souls, it was announced that all their efforts had come to an end.
Liu Qinghuan's heart sank suddenly, and she pulled Yuan Kunyang and rushed back to the underground cave, where she saw Zhenjun Baopu who seemed to be seriously injured.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he came back alive! After saluting, he couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Senior, is your injury serious?"
Baopu Zhenjun waved his hand and said calmly: "It's okay, I can't die for the time being. This time I was very unlucky. I had already gotten rid of the person, but I happened to meet two more people who had just arrived. It took a lot of effort.
It took a lot of effort to get rid of it.”
Then he asked: "Has fellow Taoist Changwu returned yet?"
"Senior Changwu has never received any news."
Baopu Zhenjun thought for a while and said, "Oh, it seems we have other plans to make."
Yuan Kunyang said blankly: "What are your plans, run away?"
"Of course not." Baopu Zhenjun said: "I contacted several friends before, and three of them have already responded to me. They will come as soon as possible, and all we have to do is delay it for another two or three days!"
Liu Qinghuan, who had been silent all this time, raised his head: "But, they already have six Nascent Soul monks there, how can they delay it for two or three days?"
"Of course I'll go for another walk."
"But your injury, senior?"
Baopu Zhenjun blinked his eyes slyly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my old bones can still be used a few times, so I won't die that easily."
With no other option at this time, Liu Qinghuan and Yuan Kunyang returned to the ground and continued to monitor the movements of the monks from other worlds.
After a night of silence, the next day, the opponent gathered everyone again and prepared to attack Wuyu Qiu's spiritual veins, and Baopu Zhenjun also appeared again.
However, the other party was no longer tempted this time, as if he didn't see him.
Zhenjun Baopu was not in a hurry, and just threw spells at the low-level monks from a distance. Although most of them were blocked by those Nascent Souls, he always succeeded.
When the alien monk couldn't bear the harassment and couldn't help but chase him out, he turned around and ran away while sitting on the crane. He ran away as fast as he could! As soon as the other person stopped chasing him, he immediately turned back and continued to harass him.
"Tsk tsk!" Yuan Kunyang said in surprise: "This is the first time I have discovered that this little old man can still be such a rogue. As expected, a tree becomes a spirit with age, and a man becomes a monster with age. I admire him!"