Natural Fairy Species Chapter 125

  Chapter 125 White Ape (Supplement 2)

  Countless talismans and magic weapons of various colors are flying all over the sky.

  The main force of the battle is naturally a battle formation, condensing a series of powerful spells and blasting towards the monkey group.

  There are monkey groups all over the mountains and plains, and a large number of monsters fall down every moment.

   Either turned into a charred black corpse, or blasted into a mass of meat.

  The role of the battle formation lies in this.

It doesn't matter how good your magic weapon is, whether you are proficient in fighting skills, or whether you have the courage to fight **** battles... as long as you step forward and inject mana into the battle formation according to the instructions of the leading deacon, you can make a battle formation comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment. strength.

   It's just this 'Foundation Establishment Cultivator' who is dull and moves slowly.

  As second-order apes jumped out of the mountains and forests, the advance of the land reclamation army was restricted, and they began to fall into a fierce battle.

  Those foundation-building cultivators formed teams one after another to take over these second-order monsters, otherwise more casual cultivators besides the battle formation would not be able to withstand the impact.

  A complete battle formation, in addition to long-term cooperative drills, also needs a formation board, formation flag, and formation diagram, all of which are indispensable in order to truly play a role.

  No matter how rich and powerful the Qingfeng Sect is, it is impossible to refine dozens of battle formations.

  So in addition to their own monks, and some elite monks of the immortal cultivating family, and elite casual cultivators who have been equipped with the three treasures of the battle formation, more monks are only allocated one formation flag with the lowest refining cost.

  Under the array flag, monks can speed up the recovery of mana, and it also comes with three spells for promoting muscle and stopping bleeding.

  The defense mask inspired by it, even if a monk continues to infuse mana, it is at most equivalent to a super-large top-quality magic weapon.

   There is absolutely no possibility of blocking the impact of the second-order monster.

   On the northeasternmost corner of the land reclamation army, under the flag of the Xuanhuang Formation, dozens of monks gathered, looking terrified, and the formation shrunk down.

   This group of people belonged to the most unlucky group. They were all ordinary casual cultivators. There were only a few monks in the late stage of Qi refining.

  Qingfengmen didn't expect this group of casual cultivators to have much effect, so they waved their flags and shouted.

   A black and yellow formation flag was divided, and a sect steward from the seventh floor of Qi Refining was assigned to lead the team, who was arranged in the outermost corner.

  Basically, he doesn't face the group of monsters directly, so he is responsible for cleaning up the sporadically escaped first-order monkey monsters.

   This task can be easily completed by nearly a hundred casual cultivators.

  The battle started, and it went smoothly at first, but who knew that a second-order ape covered in white suddenly jumped out, and with a slap in the face, the steward in charge of the flag was sent flying.

  The steward flew tens of feet away and was still alive. He picked up his copper brick magic weapon and smashed it hard, hitting the white ape on the head.

  Although it didn't cause any harm, the excited white ape jumped over in three steps and two steps, smashing his fists randomly, blasting a big hole several feet deep, and the bottom was bright red.

   "What should we do, the white ape is looking at us again... why don't we lose our banner and run away!"

   Several casual cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining picked up the black and yellow formation flag that fell on the ground, and mobilized them with all their strength, giving them a poor sense of security.

   "Abandoning the flag and running away, being caught by the Qingfengmen is equivalent to death, and it will also affect the family...Your boy is alone, and there are three other people in my family!"

   "Then what should I do, can this broken flag withstand a few punches from the second-level white ape? Staying here is like waiting to die!"

   "Has the warning signal been issued? Put the highest level!"

   "It's been released earlier, there are only a few casual repair teams that are similar to us nearby... Without the foundation ancestor, how can we be saved!"

  The only three qi refining late-stage monks in the team put their heads together, and found that no matter what, it was a dead end.

   "Shu'er, this time it was grandfather who harmed you, and our whole family!"

  One of the veterans at the seventh level of Qi Refining, with a sad face, turned his head and said to his granddaughter in despair.

   There are a total of seven monks in the Jiang family, headed by him, the Patriarch of the Qi Refining Level 7, all trapped here.

  Even if the other monks died in battle, the Qingfeng Sect would return the land reclamation achievements after the battle.

  The immediate family members of the deceased monk can also receive it as long as they provide proof.

  The entire Jiang family was wiped out, and there was no chance to start over.

   "Grandpa, it's not your fault... It's all fate. If the Xu family hadn't clinged to the nobleman and robbed us of the talisman paper business, our Jiang family wouldn't have needed the whole family to join the wasteland war and fight for a chance."

  Jiang Shuming's little face has lost the childishness of the past, and is even more beautiful, like a crescent moon, and flowers and trees piled up with snow.

  A few years ago, she had a petite figure with exquisite curves, but now she has fully grown, exuding amazing charm.

  Her cultivation base of the fourth level of Qi refining, in such a large-scale land reclamation war, is like a floating leaf in the ocean, which will sink if any wave hits it.

  The last time she attacked Monkey Mountain, her second uncle had his throat bitten off by the monkey monster in the shadows during the retreat.

  Second Uncle clutched his throat that was gushing out a lot of blood, his eyes were full of resentment, reluctance and desire to survive, and the scene of him collapsing powerlessly was still fresh in her memory a month later.

   "Looks like it's my turn today..."

  Since the talisman paper business that the family relied on for their livelihood was taken away by another loose cultivator family, the family's situation has plummeted.

  Because I still had the idea of ​​competing with the opposing family by seizing raw materials, I borrowed a large amount of spiritual stones from others.

   Later, the business failed, and the spirit stone was not yet available, and even the ancestral house was sold out.

  White Ape had already come to the outside of the yellow mask formed by the array flag, and smashed the mask with a single punch. The three late-stage Qi refining monks all vomited blood, and the array flag in their hands fell down.

  All casual cultivators were exposed to the white ape and lost the last layer of protection.

  This nearly two-foot-tall white ape raised its head to the sky and screamed, beating its chest, and blasted out its furry fists, bringing out a huge phantom behind it, and smashing towards the ground.

  Jiang Shu closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face, he didn't expect that he would die here before seeing the beautiful scene in the world of cultivating immortals.

  The casual cultivator on the side was already crying for his father and mother, wishing he didn't have two extra legs, rolling and crawling to escape the attack range of the white ape.

   Bang!

  A loud noise aroused layers of sound waves and spread in all directions.

  Jiang Shu waited for a long time, but he didn't see the attack falling on his body. When he opened his eyes, he realized that there was a huge bronze light clock above his head.

   It was this spiritual weapon that blocked the white ape's fists and saved his group of casual cultivators.

   It's just that the bronze light clock didn't look very strong, and the white ape slapped it with another palm, the light clock shook wildly, and became much more transparent at once, causing the casual cultivators to exclaim.

   "Saved, we are saved..."

  The Patriarch of the Jiang family wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up with difficulty, and watched a bright sword light piercing in. The great joy and sorrow that had passed through life and death cannot be expressed in words.

   "I hope that the foundation-building elder of the Shangzong is stronger, at least he can deal with the white ape long enough, and wait until the other foundation-building ancestors are free, and then kill them together."

  Bai Zichen was in the air, but he couldn't feel the thoughts of casual cultivators underground.

  If he learns that a rogue cultivator only expects him to stop the white ape from losing quickly, he doesn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

   "This white ape, except for its rough skin and thick flesh, and its immense strength, seems to have no special abilities..."

  Bai Zichen tested it twice, and after confirming that the monster had no means of hiding, he prepared to make a quick decision.

  Every second-level monster is a shining contribution to the sect in his eyes.

  The white sword light turned into a bright white sword, and rushed towards the white ape's eyes like thunder.

  White Ape raised his arms to cover his face, two sword holes instantly appeared on his arms, and his snow-white hair was dyed red.

  The sword light turned around, aimed at the back of the head of the white ape, and was tilted by it again, blasting a cloud of blood on the shoulder.

   This monster with a tyrannical body, ate Bai Zichen's thirteen swords for a whole day, and couldn't touch it with both palms, and finally bled to death from exhaustion.

   fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.

   "Stay here, disassemble this white ape for me, divide it into various monster materials and pile it up!"

  At this time, Bai Zichen was glad that he accepted the congratulatory gift from Senior Brother Zhang, otherwise the two low-grade storage bags would not be able to hold this white ape.

  White Ape was dealt with by him throughout the whole process, and the banners that had been in contact were purely beaten and did not fight back.

  According to the rules, all monster materials belong to the killer himself.

   He gave instructions to the group of terrified casual cultivators on the ground, and believed that no one would dare to covet his monsters.

  Bai Zichen rushed to the next battlefield with his sword again, and a monkey monster with a red body and sparks spraying from his nose and mouth broke through.

  From the second-rank low-rank, it was promoted to the second-rank middle-rank monster.

  The battle formation was not bad for a while, and the monkey monster had the upper hand. Even the two foundation-building monks went into battle, but they couldn't turn the battle back.

   "It's him, it's actually Brother Bai, how could it be..."

  Bai Zichen beheaded the white ape, and when he shouted down, he showed his face.

  Jiang Shu was finally able to confirm that the foundation-building cultivator who was like a god-man in the sky and saved the lives of his whole family was the little brother surnamed Bai in front of Qingfengmen Mountain many years ago.

  Brother Bai with an indifferent demeanor, Brother Lu who worried that he would not be able to join the sect, and old man Tong who has a unique skill in planting...

  The scenes of that year reappeared one by one. This was the first time Jiang Shu left the family and went to the world of cultivating immortals alone, which left a deep impression on her.

   It's just that little brother Bai had the same cultivation base as himself at the beginning, how could he become a high-ranking foundation-building elder in just a few years.

  For a loose cultivator family, the foundation cultivator is too far away, and the deacon of Qingfengmen is enough to decide the life and death of their family.

   Didn't the Xu family climb up to a deacon with real power, and they forced the Jiang family to almost ruin their family?

   "Could it be that they have similar faces, or are they elders of Brother Bai?"

  Jiang Shu's mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't connect the majestic Qingfeng sect elder just now with the handsome little brother back then.

   "Shu'er, what are you talking to yourself?"

  The head of the Jiang family heard his granddaughter's muttering, and asked with concern.

  Hearing Jiang Shu's doubts, Jiang Laodao was shocked, looked at his granddaughter, and nodded with satisfaction.

  His granddaughter's appearance and body are naturally first-class. Over the years, I don't know how many monks have come to propose marriage, but he has rejected them all.

   One is that he loves this granddaughter very much, and he does not want her to marry against her will, and the other is that he also feels that those casual cultivators or small family monks are not worthy of his granddaughter.

   "Since you, Shu'er, may be old acquaintances with this Elder Bai, we will visit after the war... Anyway, he saved our life, so we should give thanks."

  Being able to kill the second-level white ape in a short period of time, Jiang Laodao judged that this elder Bai should be a powerful fighter in Qingfeng sect.

  If it can exist like this, and if it is related, the reconstruction of the Jiang family will be a matter of one word.

  Thinking of this, Jiang Laodao hurriedly yelled, directed the loose cultivator lying on the ground, and gave Bai Zichen the ingredients for breaking down monsters.

  Even if it was a dead Tier 2 monster, among this group of casual cultivators, there were only three monks in the late stages of Qi refining who could barely move with magic weapons.

   It can only rely on three people to work hard, peel and tear apart the bones, and the rest of the loose repairers will do some work.

   This place was already at the corner of the battlefield. After the death of a Tier 2 white ape, there was no monster running this way, forming a safe zone that is rarely seen in the field.

  (end of this chapter)

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