Chen Yunsheng led five foundation-building monks to appear behind the four foundation-building monks like divine soldiers descending from the sky. With a long-suppressed anger, the five monks behind Chen Yunsheng took action at the same time, and the five flying swords buzzed.
The buzz trembled, screamed, and cut the air.
The deadlock has been solved. Jiang Xueqin and Feng Danggui felt a big stone in their hearts. An unstoppable fighting spirit burst out from their hearts. It was a kind of domineering spirit that would make the remaining brave chase the enemy.
The happy meaning of shame. Although they knew that Chen Yunsheng would definitely escape death if he fell into the enemy's trap by mistake, they always had an indescribable sense of dependence on this monk who was not very old, had a low level of cultivation, and had a high level of seniority.
He will definitely keep his safe and sound emotions deep in his heart.
Naturally, the four monks did not dare to attack again. They were experienced and faced the sudden reversal of the battle situation without any surprise or delay. They made a bold decision - to escape. Each of the four monks took out a talisman shimmering with red light.
He fell hard to his side, and red clouds rippled across the mountains for a while. Even the strongest wind from the wind crack could not blow away this dense cloud for a moment.
The four monks fled desperately, and there was only one way to die. Now that they understood this, they naturally felt no guilt in their hearts. These ten monks had undoubtedly very high tactical literacy. Chen Yunsheng did not chase them. What he had just experienced under the mine
The moment of life and death exhausted his spiritual consciousness. Without the assistance of divine consciousness, many spells could not be cast. Even the Fengming Blade Technique was greatly restricted. For example, it was impossible to accurately judge the trend of the blade, the strength of the blade, and the opponent.
The weaknesses of body protection magic weapons, etc.
The five foundation-building monks did not pursue rashly. They were pale and poorly dressed. It was obvious that their experience underground was not much better. The five swords fired just now were obviously mixed with a lot of spirit. They should have a good rest.
After all, they are the heroes guarding the wind rift.
Jiang Xueqin's sword turned into silk and separated a monk's throat. The plasma bloomed in the air like a fountain. The sword silk did not stop, but separated his bones and flesh like cutting wadding. A white bone instantly appeared in front of everyone.
In front of her eyes, it was like a finely carved handicraft. Jiang Xueqin's body was trembling slightly and her face was pale. Although the spiritual energy in the veins around her body was not cut off, it was already as thin as silk. At this time, Chen Yunsheng quietly floated to her side,
A stream of pure Qingmu Lingyuan was injected from the woman's Mingmen point, to the three points of Zhiyang, Lingtai, and Shendao, and was injected into the two meridians of Ren and Du. Feeling this abundant and soft breath, Jiang Xueqin gradually felt a trace of light on her face.
She was bloody, and when she turned her head, there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, which made the world eclipse, as if all the colors were concentrated on the woman.
Chen Yunsheng saw her smile for the first time. This smile was enough to melt ice and snow.
He retracted his two fingers with a hint of embarrassment. There was still an infinitely delicate touch on the woman's back on his fingertips. He felt that less than half of the spiritual energy in his body had passed through. The woman should be fine, at least it would not affect her cultivation.
Chen Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief and turned to focus on the battle situation in front of him.
The battle ended quickly. Feng Danggui lived up to his golden elixir cultivation. The remaining three foundation-building monks were destroyed by his absolute strength. Even a wisp of spirit was torn to pieces by Feng Danggui's black jade.
The mutilated corpse fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The thick red clouds dispersed, and Feng Danggui was surprised to find that there were two hundred mortal miners and dozens of Qi-training monks standing next to the mine at his feet. Their faces were pale, but their eyes showed the joy of surviving a desperate situation. Everyone couldn't stop
Hug each other, praise life, and express humble but sincere gratitude to Chen Yunsheng and others.
"None of them died? Tell me what's going on?" There was a hint of excitement in Feng Danggui's voice, although he tried his best to suppress it.
Chen Yunsheng pointed to a long-robed monk behind him and said, "You should ask them, they are the heroes of Fengxiakou."
The long-robed monk was a little embarrassed and hurriedly came over to bow deeply: "Senior, I've been waiting for you to kill me. We just did our duty, and we can't be called heroes. This matter starts from earlier today, when a sentry
The disciples found something abnormal around them, and the spiritual energy was disturbing very strangely. A few of us quickly judged that someone was coming, and mobilized all the monks and miners in the mine to quickly hide underground. Now that I think about it, the Sitian Pavilion monks did not launch a surprise attack, but
The reason for using the test may be that there is a magic circle around the mine, which makes them a little afraid. This leaves us with precious time."
"The veins in Windrift Valley have been mined for a long time, and the underground mines are complicated. If you are not an experienced miner who has been stationed here for many years, you will definitely lose your way. There is a very hidden place underground, and there are reinforcement circles around it. The design of this place
It was originally intended to prevent accidents from happening. It has not been used for decades. I thought it was abandoned, but I didn't expect it to actually work. The magic circle that a few of us launched underground sealed the mine tightly.
Don't dare to show the slightest trace."
"But the opponents are quite cunning. They found the place by following the traces of breath we left, and then followed a series of strong attacks. We five foundation-building monks and dozens of Qi-training monks worked hard to guard the surroundings of the magic circle.
They barely managed to hold off several waves of their attacks. However, when they ran out of gas and light, they stopped all attacks, and what followed was a deathly tranquility. It didn't take long for Senior Chen to break in, and I don't know how he broke through.
The one who lost our magic circle. At first everyone wanted to fight to the death, but after he explained it, we woke up like a dream. Then the five of us followed him out of the mine and saw you all,
This is what happened in the past." After saying that, the long-robed monk looked at Chen Yunsheng gratefully, with a look of admiration in his eyes. Obviously, he still had a lot of confusion about how he destroyed the defensive array in three strokes, five divided by two.
Feng Danggui nodded and said: "I am Feng Danggui, the deputy of the Ding team of Xantianyuan. What is your name?"
The young monk didn't know his intention, so he said with a little hesitation: "I am Yueyang, a third-generation disciple of the Tianqiong Sect, and my master is Zhou Heming."
Feng Danggui nodded and understood. Zhou Heming is a second-generation disciple who studied under Yu Gu Siqin. He is now in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. It is said that he has recently entered the late stage of the Golden Elixir and is a quite powerful monk in the Tianqiong Sect.
"I see that you are all bloody people, good men who would rather break than bend. I wonder if you are willing to join the Xantian Yuan, shed your blood for the Tianqiong Sect, and leave your name in history?"
The cold wind at the pass could not extinguish the blazing flames in Feng Danggui's words. The so-called leaving a name in the history is to leave the name in the historical books on the third floor of Tianxing Pavilion. Not every monk who guards the Tianqiong Sect will be recorded in the books, only
Only those monks with outstanding merits and commendable courage can receive this honor, and it is the dream of every monk of Xantianyuan to have their names remembered by future generations.
The five foundation-building monks were stunned when they suddenly heard the news. They looked at me and I looked at you, and then they nodded in unison. Although the mission of Xantianyuan is dangerous, it can obtain the best magic weapon in the sect and the most.
Resources, and more importantly, the heartfelt respect of other monks, joining the Xantian Yuan is the wish, or the goal of most Tianqiong Sect disciples.
Taking the initiative to recruit five foundation-building monks on behalf of the Sentian Academy, Feng Danggui turned to Chen Yunsheng and asked in confusion: "Uncle, how did you suddenly find that place? What happened after we were separated?"
A flash of light flashed in Chen Yunsheng's eyes. Although that period of time was not long, it was extremely dangerous. It turned out that after he was separated by a huge stone wall, he wanted to break through the stone wall and join his companions. Unexpectedly, the place where he stood suddenly began to sink.
The land was like quicksand, and his feet were stuck in and could not be pulled out. The thin Qi-training monk who first greeted them appeared in front of him, with a sneer on his face and a terrifying aura around him. His cultivation had reached the level of Foundation Establishment.
In the later stage, it seems that the golden elixir will be achieved.
This monk must have used some kind of Qi-condensing spell at the beginning to control his cultivation in the Qi-refining stage to confuse them. Chen Yunsheng fought with this monk. Although his opponent was a monk in the Foundation-building stage, his strength was
But he was very powerful, with many magical weapons in his hands, and he smashed them at Chen Yunsheng. His feet were trapped, and his greatest speed advantage was curbed. His hands were tired of dealing with the opponent's endless magical weapons, and he couldn't spare any effort.
to free the legs.
Gradually, the situation began to tilt towards the opponent. Chen Yunsheng was already in danger. He had no choice but to use his yellow jade armor to protect his body. At the risk of being torn apart by his opponent, he used the Yuanshen Slash to kill the opponent. The Yuanshen Slash not only killed the opponent.
The monk was cut into two ends, and the wall behind the monk was cut open, revealing the secret hiding place. Only then did Chen Yunsheng discover that none of the monks stationed in the Wind Rift Valley were dead, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed. Although the defensive circle
It's quite mysterious in itself, but because of the long time, several restrictions completely failed, and it didn't take him too much time to break them.
After Chen Yunsheng finished talking about his past experiences, Feng Danggui also talked about his own experiences. Although only three hours of fierce fighting had passed, the three of them felt as if they were a world apart, with life and death intertwined in an instant. Chen Yunsheng licked his chapped lips,
Although he has been tempered by many battles and fights, the ferocity of the fierce battles caused by the struggle between two huge forces still shocked his inner world. Such fierce battles are usually extremely tragic, affecting the fish in the pond and causing bloodshed.
In the river, there is no right or wrong, no right or wrong, and no compassion. The one who survives is the king, and the one who survives is just. The dead are always just a handful of dirt, and all dirty and dirty things will be solved as much as possible.
The ground was pushed onto them.
The setting sun is like blood, the cold wind is strong, and the clothes are dancing like butterflies.