After waiting for several days, just when the Dai brothers were getting impatient, everyone was resting in a small forest on a hillside ten miles away from the mine. Suddenly, a fierce fight broke out from the direction of the mine.
came.
The Dai brothers suddenly stood up.
"Someone is fighting with the foreign monks in the mine. It seems there are quite a lot of them. What should we do?" A young monk named Yan Feng showed some emotion on his face. "Do you want to help us in the moon cultivation world?"
people?"
"Junior Brother Yan, you are very old-fashioned, but we are not relatives. If we rush out like this, others will appreciate it? Wouldn't they think that we are here to grab merit points?" Dai Chong said with a cold smile.
"Just wait and see what happens, and see if the flying knight tribe that some people say really exists."
"I didn't stop you before." Lu Xiaotian replied directly to Dai Chong's hostility.
Peng Dayong smiled, feeling that Lu Xiaotian's edge was sharper than before, but he liked it.
Dai Chong snorted.
"Who is good at dealing with birds?" Cao Haihua asked in a deep voice.
"Our brothers have a kind of black wolf smoke in their hands, which explodes in the air and can stay together for a long time. Presumably the people of the Flying Cavalry Tribe will be affected when they attack from the air." Dai Chong said with a bit of arrogance on his face.
"Sirian Wolf Smoke? It can indeed have miraculous effects when used well, who else?" Cao Haihua nodded. Although the Dai brothers are a bit arrogant, they do have their own pride.
"I have a heavy crossbow that can be used to shoot birds in the sky with magic arrows. But with only one heavy crossbow, it may not be able to solve the big problem." The speaker was Bai Lixing, who had spoken very little along the way.
"Since there is no particularly good solution for the time being, let's just wait and see what happens." Cao Haihua nodded.
The group of people cautiously moved toward the mine where the conflict broke out.
Yo-----A sharp eagle cry was like a heavy drum, hitting everyone's hearts.
Looking around, two teams of six black hawks each came rushing through the air. On top of each black hawk stood a monk in rough gray clothes. Each man carried a long bow of black wood and hung on his back.
A heavy arrow whose pot is thicker than your thumb.
"Flying Cavalry Tribe!" In addition to the Flying Cavalry Tribe, even the Immortal Sect's major sects rarely come up with all the same kind of fourth-level or above spiritual birds at once. Twelve eagles, twelve monks, purely based on their strength
After all, there are twenty-four foundation-building monks. What's more, there are three spiritual birds among them with extremely powerful auras, and they have already reached the sixth level, which is equivalent to the late stage of foundation-building. If it comes, this wave of flying
The strength of the monks who ride on the tribe is even more terrifying.
Moreover, the opponent relies on spiritual birds equivalent to the foundation-building stage to come and go like the wind at high altitudes. Even if they can fly with swords, they may not be their opponents.
Without Cao Haihua's signal, no one dared to show off their anger, for fear of provoking a top-down attack from above. The opponent's strength was absolutely superior.
"Oops, we encountered an ambush." The ones who attacked the mine were monks from the Shangqing Sect near Xuanqing City. They were a group of ten people, headed by a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk. However, during their sneak attack, they unexpectedly came from the Fengling Stone.
Two more people emerged from the mine, wearing a layer of white feathers on their bodies. Although they stayed in the Fengling Stone Mine, the white feathers were spotless. It seemed that they had a special purpose. The person responsible for the attack
The Puritan monks were also quite strong. There were actually as many as three monks in the late stage of foundation building. They had advantages in quantity and quality compared to the group of people stationed at the spirit stone mines. However, these people saw that the situation was not good and directly
He hid in the ore cave. The ore cave was easy to defend and difficult to attack. The Puritans could not swarm in. They fought hard several times but were beaten back by the foreign monks.
"Haha, our reinforcements have arrived. You idiots are about to die!" The monk guarding the Fengling Stone Mine laughed arrogantly.
There were not more people in the flying tribe than the commander. Each of the two teams drew their bows and set arrows, and heavy arrows thicker than thumbs rained down continuously.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The arrows carry a faint sound of fire and thunder. These heavy arrows are actually made of flint!
The monks below all used magical weapons to block, but the magical weapons used to control the air were controlled by spiritual thoughts, and their power was slightly compromised. However, Li Xian's heavy arrow came through the air, and it still used fire. Thunder Stone, the Flying Cavalry Tribe is famous for its aerial combat. Naturally, it is not for nothing. Each tribe in the Flying Cavalry Tribe has its own unique tactics for survival. These tactics are based on long-term hunting of powerful monsters. It has been accumulated at the cost of blood and life, passed down from generation to generation, and lasts for a long time, and the method of joint fighting is far stronger than that of these monks who are used to fighting alone.
Swish, swish, heavy arrows came like rain. These monks controlled the magic weapon and knocked away the heavy arrows. The stronger monks were not seriously injured, but after several weaker monks blocked the heavy sword at this time, The controlled magic weapon is a bit erratic, which is a sign of being unable to do what you want after being hit hard.
However, the flying warriors high in the sky would not pause at all. The black eagle under them flapped its wings, and hundreds of thousands of black feathers shrouded them like a heavy rain. , they are equivalent to facing more than twice the attacks. A large-scale attack like Eagle Feather is not terrible, but it is better in numbers, and the heavy arrows interspersed among them are even more difficult to guard against.
After several rounds of attacks, several screams rang out. Three Shangqing monks in the early stage of foundation building and one in the middle stage of foundation building were shot to death by heavy arrows. The out-of-control magic weapon was swaying in the air as if drunk. fell to the ground.
Cao Haihua and others gasped. Unexpectedly, the monks of the Flying Cavalry Tribe were far more powerful than the rumors said. It was a simple attack method, but it was better than the word "quick". It was so fast that people did not have enough time to react. Simple And it was effective. After a few rounds of arrows, the number of Puritan monks on the ground was reduced to 60% in an instant, which was terrifying.
Lu Xiaotian looked up at the sky. The flying warriors on the Black Eagle were weaker in cultivation, and their breathing seemed a bit rapid at this time. It seemed that although these rounds of attacks were powerful, they also consumed a lot of energy. But relatively speaking, it is much easier than the passive defense of the Shangqing Sect monks on the ground. Even if they kill all the Shangqing Sect monks, they should still have some remaining strength.
"Fight into the Fengling Stone Mine!" The old man with black mole's eyes were blood red and he looked regretful. The scene in front of him was obviously far beyond his expectation. He saw the flying knight tribe monk above him making a circle and killing him from the air again. When he came back, the experienced old man quickly realized that he could only escape this disaster by entering the mine. Although the environment in the Fengling Stone Mine was a little worse, it was still better than dying outside.