After nine rounds of attacks, the patrol array finally showed signs of decay. Runes of different sizes flickered and swam desperately, just like the colorful light film that must accelerate to ripple before a soap bubble bursts.
As the last Xuanhuo bomb hit the light shield at the east foot, the outermost defensive barrier of Taibai Peak was completely destroyed. The seventy-two formation piles were covered with countless cracks, and these cracks separated the flowing silk threads.
The flow of fireflies was blocked, and the supply of spiritual energy to the entire magic circle was interrupted.
Jiang Baichuan suddenly stood up from a high chair, his eyes filled with excitement, like a child who got a beloved toy, with a pure smile on his face. He shouted loudly: "Soldiers of Sitian Pavilion,
Follow me to Taibai Peak and capture Gu Siqin alive. Use the old man to pay homage to Si Tiange's dead hero."
In an instant, the Sitian Pavilion alliance erupted with roars of mountains and tsunamis. Hundreds of monks flew up from the dense forest. The dense stream of light was like a pool of broken silver, covering the hilly area thirty miles wide. Jiu Qing
One of them, Zhao Chenfei, was at the front, and behind him were five hundred monks wearing black sejing iron heavy armor. The only cultivation level of these people was Qi training, but from a defensive point of view, they were definitely the thickest armored among the Sitian Pavilion soldiers.
A group of people. For these monks, they don't need speed and flexibility, they just need to aim at the key target at the key time and place, and lightly activate the machine.
The dark iron is glowing with black light. Although these armors are not very exquisite and even have a wild atmosphere, each piece of armor is engraved with a ten-layer magic circle to prevent melee punctures. These monks are from Sitian Pavilion.
They are the key targets of protection because they hold in their hands Sitian Pavilion's proud weapon - the Hanxing Crossbow.
There is a saying in the Xiliang Kingdom that if you fight against a Hanxing Crossbowman, don’t be afraid, because there are many ways to kill them. Even if you encounter a few, or even a dozen, there are ways to deal with them, as long as you
The cultivation level is high enough. But if the number of Hanxing Crossbowmen exceeds one hundred, then the only option is to escape. And this time there are five hundred Hanxing Crossbowmen. No matter whether the opponent is the Nascent Soul Earth Immortal or the Transformation God Celestial Immortal, they will all
There is only one outcome, and that is to be turned into a hedgehog and then blown into powder.
Because no matter how powerful the defensive magic weapon is, it cannot stop the impact of hundreds of Hanxing crossbows. The production process of Hanxing crossbows is very complicated and the raw materials are scarce. This is why these five hundred Hanxing crossbowmen are regarded as key protection targets by Sitian Pavilion.
They put on heavy armor.
Zhao Chen flew to the five miles in front of Taibai Peak in a blink of an eye. He made an aiming gesture. In an instant, five hundred black-armored crossbowmen aimed their black Hanxing crossbows at Taibai Peak in front of them. These black-armored crossbowmen
The crossbowmen pulled the trigger of the crossbow in unison. This action was so consistent that it seemed as if only one person was pulling the trigger, and the clear "crack" sound was like coming from a Hanxing crossbow.
In the dense forest, behind the rocks, beside the mountain stream, and in the grass, the monks hiding in the sky were startled by the gentle sound. They opened their eyes wide and saw the arrows flying towards them. The black and non-stop
The rotating arrow is a sharp weapon for seducing souls. Many monks were pierced by Han Xingya without even thinking about defense. However, more casualties were caused by the explosion of Han Xingya.
After all, the inner defensive array of the Tianqiong Sect was too small to take care of all of Taibai Peak. Those monks who were exposed outside the defensive array were like white and tender lambs exposed in front of a group of hungry wolves. In an instant,
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, screams, curses, curses, and crying sounds came and went, and Taibai Peak was wailing.
Jiang Xueqin put her left hand on an injured young monk, and a clear halo gradually spread to the monk's calf, and a deep wound slowly healed. Jiang Xueqin's pure Yimu body practiced wood magic.
It's as easy as picking it up and casting healing spells is a no-brainer.
Two women, Han Jiangyan and Yan Rushi, distributed healing elixirs to all the injured monks. Although they could not heal the wounds of these monks immediately, the elixirs added some analgesic ingredients, which could at least alleviate the pain of these injured monks.
Seeing that the green mountains and beautiful waters at the eastern foot of Taibai Peak had turned into a piece of scorched earth, Han Jiangyan couldn't help but grit his silver teeth and hurriedly flew to the place where there were more casualties in front of the mountain. Yan Rushi silently followed Han Jiangyan, ever since entering
For the first time since the Tianqiong Sect, she felt like home. Every plant, tree, flower and stone here was extremely friendly, and her master and fellow disciples were like family members. Facing Si Tian who wanted to take away all of this, she felt like home.
Ge, she will fight to the death.
Zhao Chen waved his hand to stop the attack. There had just been two rounds of shooting. Except for the area protected by the inner magic circle, the rest of the land had been reduced to scorched earth. There was no need to waste Han Xingya. He led his five hundred men to move.
The slow black-armored crossbowman flew slowly towards Taibai Peak.
At this time, groups of Sitiange monks overtook Zhao Chen's team from behind. They screamed and roared and flew towards Taibai Peak. The distance of more than thirty miles made them look at each other for too long, and it was too long.
After a long time, they suddenly faced the nearly naked Taibai Feng, and they could only express their inner excitement in this primitive way.
Jiang Baichuan was in the center of the team, with the Donghai Diaosou following him closely. With such a Nascent Soul master following him, his safety could naturally be guaranteed, and he seemed more confident. While waving his hands to signal the soldiers to move forward, he lamented his youth.
If you are promising, you will soon achieve great achievements. But Donghai Diaosou is not as relaxed as him. He looks around with his old eyes and holds a white jade sign tightly in his hand. He doesn't know what it is.
Battles outside the inner magic circle started sporadically, and most of the monks stationed in these areas were either injured or killed. The injured ones had long been carried back to the inner defensive magic circle by the monks from the Sky Sect. After encountering little resistance,
, Sitian Pavilion occupied a large area of Taibai Peak.
Zhuge Jingyu and Xue Li quickly rushed to the control hub of the central yang array. After being attacked dozens of times, the patrol array collapsed. This was unexpected by him. According to Zhuge Jingyu's original idea, even if the Tianqiong Sect
By standing still, the patrolling array alone was able to stop the opponent's Nine Mysterious Artillery. He was one of the people who had witnessed the defensive power of the patrolling array. At that time, Gu Siqin had condensed more than 80% of the attack power and was still unable to shake the patrolling array.
The formation was not even close to the full strength of the Nascent Soul cultivator. It was more powerful than a black fire cannonball. And the confidence in the person who set up the formation made Zhuge Jingyu not believe that the patrol formation was defeated by his opponent.
The mysterious artillery tore it apart.
One after another, the sound of exploding like exploding beans filled Zhuge Jingyu's ears, and he felt chills in his heart. If his conjecture was correct, then the backbone of the Sky Sect's defense, the second level of the Four Phase Killing Formation,
It will not work. If the Four Elephants Killing Formation does not work, then the inner Vajra Array will be completely destroyed by the enemy in less than a moment. At that time, the Tianqiong Sect will be completely exposed in front of the Sitian Pavilion monks. Even so.
The Heavenly Vault monks can block the opponent's offensive, and I am afraid that the Heavenly Vault Sect will also turn into a pile of scorched earth.
Zhuge Jingyu has never been so urgent as today. He originally thought that the most important thing in his life was to see the mountains, rivers, spiritual flowers and animals in his paintings, but only now did he know that there was something else that was very important to him.
The more important thing is home. Zhuge Jingyu, who had been alone since he was a child, was already dying of hunger when his master found him. It was the rice soup from the back mountain cooking hall that saved his life.
Feeling the morning bells and evening drums of the Tianqiong Sect, the dawn and sunset, Zhuge Jingyu slowly reached the point of building the foundation. The image of Shang Haoran patting him on the shoulder and praising the boy for being teachable still remained in the depths of his consciousness. The golden elixir
Afterwards, Master was as excited as a child. The Lan Ming Sword made for him made him feel the weight of Master's expectations. Whether it was the fragrance of ink from the books in Tianxing Bookstore or the red maple trees next to Yingxian Ping,
Or the glistening water beside Shuyu Spring, these are memories that he can't forget. It's all so natural, just like drinking a pot of silver hair above the snow line every day when you get up early, fresh and refreshing.
When all this was about to disappear before his eyes, Zhuge Jingyu felt that he was completely irritated for the first time. A searing flame burst out in his black and white eyes. He wanted to find the person in charge of the Tianqiong Sect's magic circle.
, let him know what an unforgivable sin it is to deprive others of what they love.
The control hub of the Taibai Peak Array is located halfway up the west foot of the mountain. Due to the constant sunshine, the plants here are not very lush, but there are many vines, covering the entire mountain wall. On the straight mountain wall
Below, on a moss-covered bluestone, sat a monk in green robes. His eyebrows were lowered, and half of his eyes were exposed under his eyelids, but they were all bright. Several monks were lying in front of him.
, all had their heart veins cut off and had been dead for a long time. There were forty-eight formation stakes standing near the dead bodies. These formation stakes were the hub for controlling the second-level array. Long before Sitian Pavilion attacked the mountain, he had placed the outer patrol array
The control method of the mountain array was changed to manual control. At the same time, the key area was moved outside the inner defensive array. When the inner array was opened, although the people in the array could not enter, the people in the array could not get in.
If he doesn't come, no one can hinder his grand plan.
He has always wondered why the way Gu Siqin looked at him always made his heart tremble. He couldn't understand why such a smart person would entrust him with such an important position. This kind of trust came out of nowhere, and he couldn't take it calmly.
.But these will all be in the past. After today, those days of fear will be completely over, and he will never need to do such a shameful thing. After all, everyone wants to live under the sun.
Zhuge Jingyu drove the escape light in front, while Xue Li fell far behind. He could vaguely see the contented face of the man in Tsing Yi under the mountain wall covered with ivy. Zhuge Jingyu felt an unknown fire rushing towards the ceiling.
, the blue sword in his hand was placed across his chest, buzzing, just waiting to drink blood.
Suddenly, a gray shadow emerged from the slanting thorn and dragged Zhuge Jingyu into the bushes. The strength of the man in gray reminded Zhuge Jingyu of his master. He looked up, his eyes filled with confusion and surprise.