Kong Tiancheng also risked his life. Originally, the Kong family was not favored by others.
If you have too many debts, don’t worry; if you have too many lice, don’t bite them.
It doesn't matter if you add some new hatred, it's a broken jar.
Hearing this, Wang Daoyuan and others all smiled. It would be easier if someone came forward.
We don't want to waste it like this, but we don't want to offend anyone.
Now that someone has come up with this, everyone is naturally happy to see the results.
The foundation-building monks from the local family also breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
They also knew in their hearts that with less than a hundred foundation-building monks, if they wanted to quell the beast tide, they could only attack and kill the beast king and let the beast group fall apart.
If it continues to be delayed, it will be their local family that will suffer.
Naturally, Yang Zhiyuan didn't want to delay it. If someone suggested it, he would quickly agree.
He nodded and said: "What Taoist fellow Taoist Kong said makes sense. I wonder if you fellow Taoists have any objections?"
Everyone was just waiting for someone to say this, so naturally there was no objection.
Yang Zhiyuan struck while the iron was hot and said: "Since we don't have any opinions, let's talk about how to deal with the Beast King.
The beast king of this beast group should be about to break through to the third level, otherwise, he would not have such high intelligence.
In addition, the monsters in this wave of beasts all come from the depths of the Tianzhan Mountains, and there are many alien species with the bloodline of high-level monsters.
This beast king can stand out, and its strength is naturally far superior to that of the same level. I am afraid that none of you here are its opponents.
It is not an easy task for us to kill such a powerful monster in a group of monsters.
Do fellow Taoists have any good ideas?"
An old local foundation-building monk said: "Only two hundred miles further west from here is the Chisha River.
Chisha River flows into Qingli River from east to west, and this area is mostly tributaries of Chisha River.
We just need to drive the beasts to the intersection of the Chisha River and its tributaries. By then, the beasts will be facing water on three sides.
If you want to continue moving forward, you can only cross the river.
When the monsters cross the river, if we harass them, it can easily cause confusion and cause the herd to disperse.
When the time comes, the Beast King will surely step forward to maintain the situation.
We take the opportunity to kill the beast king by force. When other monsters cross the river, it will be difficult to rescue them quickly."
It is indeed a good way to deal with the improvised herd of beasts and strike halfway through to cause chaos.
Everyone has no opinion, so the next step is to assign tasks.
Who will harass the beasts and who will kill the king of beasts needs to be carefully arranged.
Yang Zhiyuan couldn't know what everyone was good at, so he asked the monks present to recommend themselves.
Choose for yourself whether to harass the herd or kill the king of beasts.
It was Wang Daoyuan's turn to make a choice. He naturally wanted to harass the herds of animals crossing the river, and the water dragon technique was indeed suitable for this job.
It is too dangerous to fight against the beast king who is about to break through the third level, so it is better to harass the beast herd for safety.
All the eighty or so people present made their choices, and in the end, only a dozen or so people were willing to kill the Beast King.
To kill the Beast King by force, you need to kill him quickly.
Otherwise, if other monsters come to support, the beheading operation will become a forced attack.
To kill quickly, this number is obviously not enough.
In desperation, Yang Zhiyuan could only force all the monks above the sixth level of Qi training to participate in the strong killing of the Beast King.
Now, there were more than thirty people involved in the forced killing of the Beast King.
Yang Zhicheng said to Wang Daoyuan: "Wang Xiaoyou, although your cultivation level is not high, you can use a long whip, and the power of the whip is not small.
When defending Crouching Tiger Mountain, if you hadn't destroyed the black ape's thunderball with a whip, we wouldn't have been able to repel the herd so easily.
The power of your whip is stronger than the unique skills of many sixth-level monks, and it can be used very quickly.
It can be used to interrupt the Beast King's spellcasting. How about you also participate in killing the Beast King?"
Wang Daoyuan was a little unsure about what he wanted to do, whether he wanted to drag himself into trouble and attract hatred for himself, or whether he simply wanted to increase the success rate of killing the Beast King.
The Liang family monk on the side interjected: "I have long heard that Fellow Daoist Wang received the inheritance from the ancient monks and learned a set of brilliant five-element exercises. Is this whip technique also inherited from the ancient monks?
The five spiritual roots can successfully build the foundation. It seems that the ancient monk left a lot of foundation building pills.
I wonder if Fellow Daoist Wang can tell me how many Foundation Establishment Pills there are in total?"
Wang Daoyuan was actually very grateful to this person. Next, he would arrange for his eighth uncle and nine aunts to build the foundation. His words were simply making excuses for himself.
However, he couldn't admit it readily. He sneered and said: "I heard that the ancestors of the Liang family have a close relationship with several elders of Can Yang Palace. May I ask how many friends the ancestors of the Liang family have in Can Yang Palace?"
As soon as the Liang family heard this, they all stood up and used their momentum to suppress Wang Daoyuan.
Liang Jiaxing asked: "Wang Daoyuan, what do you mean by this?"
Wang Daoyuan released Yun Yi and said, "Whatever your Liang family means, I mean what I mean."
Seeing Yun Yi being released, the Liang family immediately calmed down, fearing that Yun Yi would roar again and make a fool of themselves.
As the leader of the resistance against the beast tide, Yang Zhiyuan naturally couldn't watch them fight among themselves and said: "Now we are discussing how to kill the beast king by force. Don't talk about other things here.
Since Wang Xiaoyou has a powerful killing move, let’s besiege the Beast King together.”
After that, everyone who participated in the siege of the Beast King carefully discussed the order of attacking the Beast King and the remedial measures in case of unexpected situations.
Ultimately, Wang Daoyuan's mission is to interrupt the Beast King's spell-casting process when he is about to launch an offensive spell.
The preparations for the plan were completed, and everyone left the Rock Peak with their swords, closely following the group of monster beasts.
The group of monster beasts remained unmoved and continued to advance westward. As long as the human monks approached, they would attack with long-range spells.
Two hours later, the monster arrived at the intersection of the Chisha River and a tributary.
The beast tide always comes in a straight line, and as long as it is not dispersed, it always moves in one direction and fights to the end.
Terrestrial monsters don't like to enter the water. Faced with the endless waters of Baichuan Lake, they naturally dare not force the crossing.
But the width of Chisha River is incomparable with Baichuan Lake.
At the Chisha River, the beasts only paused for a moment, and then several second-level high-grade monsters took the lead and began to cross the river westward.
When the leading second-level high-grade monsters crossed the Chisha River, other monsters also began to enter the water.
At this time, the monk responsible for harassing the beasts flew his sword above the beasts and began to use spells to continuously attack the beasts.
The group of monster beasts were in the water, unable to dodge, and many monster beasts were hit by spells.
And because they were too close, they crowded each other while dodging, and the whole herd was in chaos.
The white tiger jumped onto a slope, raised its head and was about to let out a tiger roar.
On the soil slope at its feet, two khaki-colored spikes suddenly emerged from the soil and attacked directly towards its abdomen.
The white tiger suppressed his roar, jumped suddenly, and dodged two earth thorns.
Before its body could even fall down, a fishing net immediately covered it.
The white tiger was in the air, with nowhere to rely on, so he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of wind with metallic spiritual power, hitting the fishing net.
It's just that this fishing net is also a second-level middle-grade magic weapon, so how could it be broken by its hasty counterattack.
The white tiger was still covered by the fishing net. Just as it was about to tear the net apart, more than a dozen flying swords came at it.
It was filled with spiritual energy, and its body surface shone with a dazzling silver light.
When the flying sword hit the white tiger, it would only leave a shallow wound at most, which was not enough to cause serious damage.
However, the monks did not expect Feijian to be able to capture the white tiger.
The monks on the eighth or ninth floor of the foundation building did not use flying swords to attack the white tiger. Instead, they were accumulating spiritual power and preparing to cast powerful spells to deliver a fatal blow to the white tiger.
White Tiger is about to become a third-level monster, and the intelligence of ordinary third-level monsters is on par with ordinary people.
The white tiger's intelligence is also very close to that of ordinary people, coupled with its keen perception.
It naturally knew what these people were doing.
The muscles of its two front legs were bulging, and it directly tore a large hole in the second-level middle-grade fishing net, and it fell out of the fishing net.
I thought I could escape, but I didn't expect that what was waiting for me on the ground was the second-level earth-attribute spell - Mire Technique.
Use earth-attribute spiritual power to create a muddy ground. If people or monsters fall on it, they will be trapped in the mud.
If you can't break free immediately, you will get trapped deeper and deeper.
If you want to escape, you can only rely on strong spiritual power to break the spell.
This swamp was created by the superposition of the swamp technique by many seventh-level foundation-building monks. Even if White Tiger could break it, it would still take time.
But those monks who were condensing their spiritual power would not give him this time.
Since the spell cannot be eliminated in a short time, the only way is to eliminate the person who cast the spell.
A whirlpool of spiritual energy appeared around the white tiger, and the spiritual energy fluctuations on its body surface became stronger and stronger. It was obviously preparing to release a powerful spell.
At this time, it's time for Wang Daoyuan to take action.
Interrupting the spell of a second-level peak monster is not an easy task.
At this time, Bai Hu's whole body was filled with spiritual energy. Even if he struck with all his strength, it would be difficult to interrupt the spellcasting. He had to wait for the opportunity.
He condensed all his spiritual power into his right hand and injected it into the Five Dragon Soul Chasing Whip.
If Bai Hu's spell cannot be interrupted, several monks who trapped Bai Hu may die. Bai Hu escapes, and the beheading plan fails.
After the white tiger had finished condensing his spiritual power, the spiritual defense shield on his body was also put away, and all his spiritual power was condensed in his mouth.
When the opportunity came, Wang Daoyuan drew out his whip and hit Bai Hu on the head with all his strength.
White Tiger can continue to cast spells at this time, but there is no time to dodge.
It now has no protection at all, and it can only rely on its physical body to resist the harassing attacks of the flying sword.
But Wang Daoyuan's whip made it feel a huge sense of crisis. Without protection, it might kill it.
But it was already extremely laborious to control the spiritual power gathered in its mouth with all its strength, and it could no longer gather the spiritual power to defend itself.
In desperation, it could only shoot the spiritual power condensed in its mouth towards Wang Daoyuan.
After Wang Daoyuan drew out the whip, he directly used Yunyan Dodge to dodge.
He knew how much he weighed. This whip might be able to resist the second-level mid-level monster, but it would never be able to block the spell of the second-level peak monster that had been charging for half a day.
The white tiger let out a long roar, and a strong wind carrying metallic spiritual power swept towards the location where Wang Daoyuan was previously.
He detonated the energy of the whip, but unfortunately in the strong wind, it was completely wiped out without causing any waves.
Where Wang Daoyuan was previously, a hole was dug into the ground that was one foot deep, two feet wide, and more than twenty feet long.
Seeing him, he was frightened for a while. If he were hit by this, he would be beaten to pieces.
At this time, some monsters came to rescue the white tiger.
When we discussed the plan before, we had already made arrangements.
As soon as several demonic beasts rushed up, several sixth-level monks immediately stepped forward to stop them. They did not want to kill the demonic beasts, but only wanted to delay them for a few breaths.
The attack that Bai Hu had been charging for a long time was empty, and he immediately re-accumulated his spiritual power.
Unfortunately, time waits for the tiger.
More than a dozen monks who were on the eighth or ninth floor of the foundation had completed their energy accumulation ahead of schedule.
Wang Daoyuan rode on Yunyi and flew away to avoid being hurt by the aftermath of the fight.
A dozen colorful spells were fired, all hitting the white tiger.
Only a desperate cry was heard from the white tiger, and then more than a dozen explosions were heard. The white tiger was drowned by the spell.