Seeking immortality.

Chapter 331
Qin Yan didn't move, still patiently waiting for the opportunity.

After about a quarter of an hour like this, the casual cultivators in front shouted and withdrew one after another.

The attack just now was useless, on the contrary, it lost a lot of people.

Everyone's face was full of frustration. At this time, a middle-aged man with bright eyes and a proud expression stood up and said loudly: "The enemy is strong and we are weak. In this way, even if you exhaust your strength, it is impossible to break the formation in front of you, and you will only let the opponent break it one by one."

"Liu Daoyou is right, I wonder if you have any good ideas?"

"As the saying goes, a snake can't do without a head. Even if you fellow Taoists have their own abilities, if there is no leader, the immediate crisis is difficult to break. Now that everyone is trapped in this formation, we should abandon the past and work together. Why don't we all recommend a leader? Heroes who are highly respected and trusted by everyone will come out, let him take the lead, and everyone will listen to his orders together, and with the strength of everyone, we will definitely be able to resolve the immediate crisis."

These words won a lot of applause, but more monks remained silent and watched with cold eyes.

The truth is true, everyone also hates the viciousness of the sects, but these casual cultivators have never been dirty since the beginning, and they are all here for the golden elixir fruit, to listen to your orders, why?
But even though they disagreed in their hearts, on the surface no one objected. None of the cultivators are stupid, and they naturally know that they are fighting each other like they are now, and no one will end up with good results in the end.

Just like this, they are reluctant and have their own ghosts, but somehow they are still organized on the surface.

As for the leader, there is no need to make too many choices. It is the middle-aged man proposed just now. Speaking of which, this person is not very famous.

Anyway, the monks didn't really intend to unite, but they were forced to do nothing by the immediate crisis, so they cooperated for a while, so the leader was very casual, after all, even if you really have prestige and fame, everyone is not from the same sect Brother, why should I obey you?
But no matter what, it’s still much better than the mess just now. Not to mention that this middle-aged man is quite capable, he quickly divided the monks into two groups. One group attacked, trying to attract hatred and firepower, and the other group , then look at the timing and attack at a point of the formation.

This strategy is really so simple that it makes people speechless, but Qin Yan nodded secretly. The cultivators on his side are just a mess. If you do some complicated operations, they will not be able to execute them. What you want at this time is simplicity. Simple is more effective.

Better than a messy swarm.

For such a simple task, the immortal cultivators had no resistance, and Qin Yan was assigned to the attack formation group.

Then everyone took a break and started to act.

It's too late to change. You must know that there are several sects headed by Baiqiaogu, but only a small number of monks stay here, and the rest are looking for golden elixir. If people like myself can't get out of trouble early, what chance do they have? Fight for treasures.

This truth is well understood by everyone, so although they are still chaotic, very few people don't work hard, even if they have reservations, they have at least used [-]% to [-]% of their strength, each of them sacrificed their treasures and spirit weapons, and fiercely moved towards The front killed the past.

The loud roar really attracted the attention of the monks of the five sects.

After about a cup of tea in this way, the leading middle-aged man gave an order, so Qin Yan and his second group of monks also started.

There were fewer people in their group, about ten or so, and they flew to the weak spot of the surveyed formation, and began to attack.

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of the monks of the five sects.

However, the other party didn't care.

The corner of Sun Yufan's mouth showed a bit of sarcasm: "A group of mobs, what's the use of such a clumsy scheme? Just relying on these few people to break the formation, you are not Jindan stage immortal cultivators..."

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Qin Yan flicked his sleeve robe, and sacrificed an ordinary spiritual weapon. Together with other immortal cultivators, he attacked the blue light curtain in front of him, and the rumbling sound kept coming to his ears. It was no small matter to go up, but Qin Yan soon felt that such an attack was useless, and the formation in front of him required the strength of Jindan level to break through.

This is something the monks in front of him cannot do.

Of course, I can, but Qin Yan doesn't want to draw attention like that, or he is waiting for a suitable opportunity.

It didn't take long, and after only a cup of tea, several cultivators from the five factions flew over, and the casual cultivators who were attacking the formation uttered a cry, cowered, and began to back away.

Everyone has reservations and is unwilling to do their best. Anyway, they are not the only ones trapped in the formation, so they are naturally unwilling to do their best.

Qin Yan sighed, as expected, they were just a bunch of mobs, and there was no future in cooperating with these guys. Fortunately, there was finally an upright immortal cultivator.

In other words, his reaction was slower.

The others were already discouraged, and he stepped back, but he continued to attack the light curtain.

It was a slightly fat monk with a simple and honest face.

Seeing that his companions had all retreated, a look of unwillingness flashed across his face, he raised his right hand, and swung it down fiercely. Following his movement, a fireball the size of a washbasin slammed towards the front fiercely.

Qin Yan could see it clearly, a strange color flashed across his face, his right hand was wrapped in his sleeve, he flicked his fingers slightly, and accompanied by an imperceptible sound, a white light the size of a bean flew out from his sleeve, without any trace. Eyes, with the cover of the flame, hit the light curtain in front.

Devil Cloud Thorn!
This is the magic cloud sect's unique skill. It was originally used to compress the magic energy to attack, but it is no problem to replace the magic energy with ordinary mana.

Qin Yan's strength is not what it used to be, so when this trick is used, it will naturally have far greater power than usual.

Of course, the key to choosing this tactic is that it is suitable for sneak attacks and is the least noticeable. Now, with the cover of the unresponsive monk, it has hit the light curtain ahead without anyone noticing.

Unlike all the attacks just now that were useless, a big hole was pierced through the seemingly thick light curtain with a soft sound.

It became hasty, and everyone was dumbfounded, not only casual cultivators, but also immortal cultivators from the five sects.

Of course, the one who was most surprised was the chubby immortal cultivator who looked at his hands in disbelief.

I was just unwilling and threw a big fireball. How did I break this unbreakable formation?

A brief silence.

Then the casual cultivators burst into loud cheers. At this time, no one was retreating, and everyone rushed towards the gap in unison.

(End of this chapter)