Qingchan's magical power was well known to the two fifth-level monsters. She ran all the way and killed many fourth-order monsters. These fourth-order monsters could not stop her for a moment.
The egret died, and both the Bloody Cloud Marten and the Wild Boar King could see it clearly.
Seeing that Qingchan was about to bring reinforcements, the two fifth-level monsters roared angrily and quickly ordered the monsters under their command to retreat and escape.
Because the monk camp is very close to Guiyuan Mountain, less than a hundred miles away.
Many monsters are extremely fast, and it only takes a cup of tea to travel a hundred miles.
Even though Zhang Zhixuan and others killed some of the rear demon beasts, a large number of the demon beasts were still allowed to escape back to Yuanshan Mountain.
After repelling the monster, Zhang Zhixuan immediately issued an order, asking Zhou Zijian to lead people to count the casualties and clean up the battlefield.
The battle takes place at night. During the Qi training period, monks cannot yet release their spiritual consciousness, so they may not be opponents of low-level monsters at night.
Moreover, they were besieged by three groups of fifth-level monsters. Although the time was relatively short, they must have lost a lot of people by being caught off guard.
After returning to the main tent and waiting for half an hour, seeing Zhou Zijian return, Zhang Zhixuan asked softly: "How are the casualties?"
Zhou Zijian said with a livid face: "The casualties were relatively heavy. The monsters who stole the camp mainly attacked four camps. The four camps suffered different losses. The worst loss was at the Wu Sixeng camp, which faced more than a dozen fourth-level monsters.
During the siege, Junior Brother Wu was killed on the spot, and the two fourth-level puppet beasts in the camp were also damaged. Only thirteen of the thirty-six foundation-building monks survived. Not to mention the Qi-training monks, four to five hundred were killed or injured.
Man. A group of monsters broke out from the gap, Master Zhang has already chased it personally, and will soon be able to hunt down this group of monsters in the wilderness."
"Any other bad news?"
"In order to stop the Wild Boar King, Senior Brother Zhu was also seriously injured. His lifespan was not long to begin with, and his energy had begun to lose. After being injured in this battle, the situation became worse. I am afraid that he only has three to five years left.
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After listening to Zhou Zijian's introduction, Zhang Zhixuan also felt a little gloomy.
At the foot of Guiyuan Mountain, many people from the Qingxuan Sect have died.
For this fifth-level spiritual vein, Qingxuan Sect has been fighting with the poisonous dragon pond monster for two decades.
At the foot of this mountain, the monks in the Qi training stage suffered over a thousand casualties, the monks in the foundation building stage suffered over a hundred losses, and even the monks in the Zifu stage lost Wei Zongxun, Zhao Xinlian, and Wu Siheng.
Although Zhu Wuya barely managed to save his life, he was reduced to a useless person after this battle. He only had three to five years left to take care of himself and take care of his affairs.
"Senior Wu, I wish these two senior brothers have any successors?"
Wu Siheng was an elder from Zhang Zhixuan's hometown and had protected them in his early years.
Zhu Wuya was the oldest among the monks in the Purple Mansion. Although Zhang Zhixuan was a high-level cultivator, he used honorific titles when facing both of them.
Zhou Zijian smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Brother Zhu has a few new disciples, but unfortunately none of them can be called successors of Shangbo. Junior Brother Wu loves a junior in his family the most, and he should be regarded as the successor of the Taoist tradition."
Zhang Zhixuan nodded and said: "I know, this person's name is Wu Rongyuan. After the war, I exchanged the captured demon beast materials with the Song Dynasty for a piece of Xuanying Chalcedony and gave it to this person to see if he has a chance to inherit the mantle of Senior Wu. As for Senior Brother Zhu,
Let's not get involved. He still has a few years to live, so he should be able to make proper arrangements for his funeral."
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting heavier and heavier, Qingchan changed the subject and asked: "Are the gains in this battle big?"
"Although the losses were considerable, we still won a complete victory in this battle. Master Zhang killed the fifth-level egret, and Master Liu also killed seven fourth-level monsters, plus the kills of others. In this battle, we killed
Kill one fifth-order monster, seventeen fourth-order monsters, 238 third-order monsters, and more than two thousand second-order and first-order monsters. In this battle, the Guiyuan Mountain monsters will not succeed.
A lot of rice has been lost, and the loss of low-level monsters has already reached 30%."
"So, the value of this batch of monster materials is about 1.6 million?"
Zhang Zhixuan was also very satisfied with such a big harvest. Even if he had to spend a large part of the spiritual stone pension, the income from this battle exceeded one million spiritual stones.
Moreover, on the top of Guiyuan Mountain, there are still three fifth-level monsters that have become turtles in the urn and cannot escape Zhang Zhixuan's grasp.
After capturing this spiritual mountain, their harvest will be even more amazing.
Using the demon elixir of fifth-level demon beasts, you can cultivate golden elixir monks.
The demon elixirs of fourth-level demon beasts can also be used to refine a large amount of foundation building materials to make up for the shortcomings of a weak foundation.
He went down the mountain to steal the camp but failed, and even lost the fifth-level egret. The monster army also suffered heavy losses.
Wu Lin immediately knew that the outcome of the battle was doomed. It asked the Qingtong Demon King for help through the Concentric Lock, hoping that the Demon King would personally rescue it from danger.
After receiving Wu Lin's message, Qingtong Demon King suddenly became extremely angry.
Wu Lin is its beloved son, and the Demon King will try his best to save its life whenever he can.
Unfortunately, Master Liu Lingjun and his disciples were blocking the door outside Poison Dragon Pond, so Qingtong Demon King did not dare to go out at all.
Liu Lingjun alone was no match for him, and with Liu Guyan holding the Purple Sun Sky Fire Talisman, he would be in great danger of losing his life if he showed his face.
The scene in front of him made Qingtong Demon King's heart twist like a knife, and his thoughts seemed to go back seven hundred years ago.
At that time, Liu Xuanyan had just become the Nascent Soul and killed the Purple Heart Demon King in the first battle, leaving the Qingtong Demon King without his mother.
When a loved one dies, it can do nothing.
For hundreds of years after that, I didn't dare to leave Poison Dragon Pond, let alone have the thought of revenge.
The situation today is the same as seven hundred years ago. Seven hundred years ago, the young demon king did not dare to rescue her mother in order to survive.
Today, it will also not take risks for Wu Lin and test the power of the Purple Sun Sky Fire Talisman.
Since he did not dare to appear, Qingtong Demon King could only issue a strict order, ordering the seven fifth-level monsters on the east and west fronts to reinforce Guiyuan Mountain and rescue Wu Lin.
There are four fifth-level demonic beasts on the eastern front, and the four armies of demonic beasts are firmly blocked by Gu Xuanzhou and others, unable to support Wu Lin at all.
The power of the monsters in the West Road is even weaker. They are no match for Ancestor Jin, Yuan Yanlai and others. In a wild battle, the monsters suffered heavy losses. The fifth-level Golden-armored Lion King almost died in the hands of Ancestor Jin.
Moreover, the enemies of the monsters on the West Road were the monks from the country of Li. Even if Qingxuanzong had no contact, the monks from the country of the country still acted very quickly after discovering the fighter plane.
The three sects of the Li Kingdom took the opportunity to launch a counterattack. Not only did they regain the lost spiritual veins, but the three sects combined to go deep into the southern wasteland and converge on the monsters on the western front.
Although the intelligence of the Western Front Monster is not as good as that of Wu Lin, it still has spiritual wisdom to know the importance.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the three fifth-level monsters immediately chose to disperse and escape, fleeing into the depths of the Southern Wilderness and disappearing without a trace.
The depths of the Southern Wilderness are very dangerous, and if you are not careful, you may stray into the territory of the Demon King.
The monks from small countries such as Yu and Li did not understand the division of power deep in the Southern Wilderness at all, and they did not dare to rashly pursue the enemy in depth.
Both sides could only consolidate their spheres of influence and cleanse the nearby low-level monsters.
Wu Lin's hoped-for assistance ultimately failed to work.