Shen Lang was unhappy that he didn't get the Spirit Gathering Pill in advance. In fact, he wasn't very afraid of this battle.
Just because he was one step away from reaching the core formation stage, Shen Lang didn't want to capsize in the gutter, so he acted more cautiously.
After advancing to the peak of Nirvana, Shen Lang's strength has long been different from what it used to be. Even if he encounters a monk in the early stage of forming a pill, he should be able to fight.
Even if he can't win, he should be able to escape by running. What's more, he has a trump card like the Seven-Star Water Prison Formation.
After Feng Siniang left the cave, she returned to the stone house on the hillside.
The stone house looks simple and crude, but the interior decoration is very luxurious.
Walls made of white jade, soft red carpets, and tables and chairs inlaid with gold and silver add a sense of splendor.
Two elders of the Blood Refining Sect were sitting on a jade bed with their eyes closed and meditating. The yellow-faced old man was named Liu Kun, and the other old man wearing a jade crown was named Qu He.
Feng Siniang didn't say hello and gently opened the door of the stone house.
Liu Kun on the jade bed didn't care and asked: "Siniang, is there any problem with the identity of the new guy?"
"For the information of the two elders, there is no doubt that the man named Shen Lang is indeed a casual cultivator." Feng Siniang replied, with a trace of something strange flashing in her eyes.
"Brother, you are overly cautious. Since the alliance asked us to defend the formation, how could they doubt us? A piece of garbage in the Nirvana stage, just kill it when the time comes!" Qu He opened his eyes and said with a sinister expression.
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"Okay. Humph, that reckless kid still dares to ask me for the Spirit Gathering Pill. What a joke." Liu Kun sneered with disdain.
Qu He asked: "Siniang, are the people from the Blood Refining Sect ready? When can they arrive?"
Feng Siniang replied: "Probably tomorrow night, all the elite monks from the Blood Refining Sect will be here."
"Very good, this time we will cooperate with the demon clan in a big fight. Then I, the elder of the Blood Refining Sect, will also have the opportunity to enter Penglai Immortal Mountain." Liu Kun laughed.
"The little girl hopes that the two elders will take care of her from now on." Feng Siniang showed a hint of charm in her eyebrows and cast a wink at the two old men.
"Hahaha, of course. We haven't seen each other for a few days, and Siniang is becoming more and more charming." Liu Kun grabbed Feng Siniang's arm with a lewd smile on his old face.
Liu Kun was naturally lustful, and as a master in the pill formation stage, he had played with too many women, but there were not many women with such excellent bed skills as Feng Siniang.
"Elder Liu was joking. The elixir you gave me earlier is very effective." Feng Siniang's body, as ripe as a peach, slipped into Liu Kun's arms.
That irritating body made Liu Kun's mind wander, and his big hands began to act dishonestly.
"There is also the spiritual grass that Elder Qu gave me last time. The little girl also remembers it in my heart!" After hugging Liu Kun for a while, Feng Siniang blushed and hugged Qu He again.
Qu He is Liu Kun's good friend, and he is also very lustful, and his actions are starting to become dishonest.
Feng Siniang was eager to welcome her but was still shy, so she took off her coat half-heartedly, revealing her fair shoulders and tall shoulders, as well as her two beautiful white legs underneath.
Liu Kun and Qu He stared straight at it for a while, with very silvery smiles on their faces, and their two big hands quickly touched Feng Siniang's mature and delicate body.
The woman's seductive "jiaochuan" sound immediately sounded in the hall, and the atmosphere was full of spring. Two men and one woman started having sex...
Early the next morning.
Shen Lang was taken by Feng Siniang to the place where the Big Five Elements Beidou Formation was taking place.
The location is in a bamboo forest at the foot of a mountain. You can clearly see the curtains of light rising around you. This is exactly the edge of the formation.
The Great Five Elements Beidou Formation covers an extremely wide area and can cover an area of hundreds of miles at most. However, to set up such a large formation requires thousands of formation flags, a large amount of materials, and tens of millions of Five Elements Spiritual Stones as energy.
It was the first time Shen Lang saw such a large defensive formation, and he couldn't help but feel a little shocked. Such a large defense range should be able to withstand the impact of the beast tide.
This Great Five Elements Beidou Formation has been set up a long time ago, and will be activated by the monks in the alchemy stage who are in charge of the formation after the demon clan attacks.
There are three alchemy monks in charge of the formation. The leader is a mid-level alchemy monk from Yuxu Palace. The other two people, Liu Kun and Qu He, sit in the center of the formation.
The five monks, including Shen Lang, who were at the peak of the late stage of Foundation Establishment and Nirvana, were sitting at the five formation eyes behind the formation, balancing the power of the five elements in the formation.
Shen Lang's job is very simple, which is to inject spiritual power into the formation's eyes in time to prevent the power of the five elements from being disordered.
Including him, the other four monks have already taken their positions in the corresponding position. Everyone can see each other from a few hundred meters away.
The four monks who were at the peak of the late stage of foundation building guarding the formation were all disciples of Yuxu Palace. The four of them occasionally communicated through voice messages, but no one talked to Shen Lang.
Seeing that Shen Lang was at the peak of his cultivation in the late Nirvana period, the four monks from Yuxu Palace all looked down upon him.
In the world of cultivation, in terms of strength alone, monks in the Nirvana stage are indeed weaker than monks in the Foundation stage. What's more, the monks from the big sects themselves look down on casual cultivators.
Shen Lang sat quietly in the center of the formation, too lazy to care. He just wanted to get it done quickly and get the Spirit Gathering Pill.
Before the demon clan attacks, Shen Lang must sit here and is not allowed to go anywhere.
Two days passed in a row.
The spies from the alliance's front line came to report that the monster army was divided into two groups and began to attack Yulong Island and Liufeng Island. They would arrive at Yulong Island in three days at the earliest.
The Monster Clan's style of action is to fight head-on. They will most likely launch attacks from the four directions of Yulong Island, the southeast, northwest, and the south of the island is extremely likely to be attacked.
In the early morning three days later, the battle finally began.
An army of 100,000 monks gathered at the port, and its power was staggering.
Led by three Nascent Soul Stage monks, hundreds of Pill Formation Stage monks serve as high-level forces, and thousands of Foundation Establishment Stage monks serve as the backbone. Tens of thousands of Qi Refining Stage high-level monks cast spells in groups, and their combat power cannot be underestimated.
In the early morning, on the calm sea level, a small gray dot suddenly appeared on the horizon, which seemed to be moving at high speed towards the southern port.
"Then...what is that?"
"I don't know. It looks very big. Could it be some kind of giant sea beast?"
Several Qi Refining monks in the battle line were discussing in low voices, showing signs of vigilance.
I saw the small gray dot getting closer and closer. If I looked carefully, I saw it was a huge whirlwind. It was so powerful that even the clouds were sucked in and kept spinning.
The wind outlet also carries a large number of arcs, ice picks and the like.
"Be careful, it's a demon storm! Everyone, quickly retreat behind the formation." The leader of the Nascent Soul stage shouted loudly, the sound was like the sound of thunder.
All the monks looked frightened and retreated one after another.
Within a few breaths, the gray cyclone approached the south of the island and was about to land.
A large number of wind blades, ice picks, and lightning were raging. When a group of foundation-building monks escaped from the sky, they were blown around by the demonic wind and almost fell into the sea.