After the salted fish is rotten, rely on the crow's mouth to revitalize the world of cultivatin

The casual cultivators present all felt that after the Buddhist monk said these words, he should be able to go outside the territory, and they were all ready to go.

What they didn't expect was that the god-transforming boss actually came to their side and even had people distribute some pills and defensive weapons to them.

Holding the things in their hands, looking at the incarnation, their emotions were a little inexplicable and at a loss.

What, what does this mean?

They are not from their immortal sect. Could it be that they were given by mistake?

This idea occupies the minds of almost all casual cultivators.

"Fellow Taoist, we are casual cultivators."

The elected leader of the casual cultivators lowered his head and looked at the defensive instruments, elixirs, and various talismans in his hands. Although his eyes were full of want and desire, he still silently reached out his hand, wanting to return the things. to his disciples.

Looking at the things being handed over and listening to the other party's words, the young disciple was surprised. He hadn't turned around for a while, "What's wrong with the casual cultivator?"

The senior brother next to him understood something, his eyes flashed, and then he felt helpless.

"Fellow Daoist Liang, as my junior brother said, what's wrong with the casual cultivators? Can't the casual cultivators take these supplies?"

"Fellow Taoist, you really don't have to worry about it. We are all comrades now, and we are all fighting hard to protect our homeland. Our seniors have prepared these for us, and they are all used on the battlefield. Even if it is a war between two countries, the king They will all distribute supplies to their soldiers."

"I see."

After hearing the explanation, Fellow Daoist Liang was a little embarrassed. He touched his nose awkwardly. It was because he had made a mistake.

He thought...

"Ahem, then, I will keep these. Fellow Taoist, please let me tell the others too."

"Take it, take it, I think your talisman seems to be a little short. I have a bunch here and I'll give it to you."

The senior brother put the remaining stack of talisman papers into the arms of fellow Taoist Liang who wanted to refuse, then pulled the junior brother aside to say goodbye and returned to his team.

It had been arranged before, and the disciples from several sects were mixed together.

Formed in the form of small groups.

In this small group, there are some with strong attacks, some with auxiliary skills, some with fast speed, and some who know formations...

The arranged fuqing did not go outside the territory. He just found a place, sat cross-legged, and continued to play the rosary in his hand, with a solemn look. Every small group passing by, he would whisper instructions .

Fuqing wants to take charge of the world of cultivating immortals.

Everyone can't go outside the territory. Their base camp still needs to be guarded. If everyone leaves and something unexpected happens, it won't be great.

Each small group moved very quickly because they knew their support was needed outside the territory, so no one was delayed.

However, only half an hour had passed and two-thirds of the people had already left the territory.

The remaining third remains in place for the time being.

If support is needed outside the territory, they will go there.

Although the remaining disciples were a little disappointed for a while, they soon became full of energy, because just because they stayed did not mean that they were useless.The ancestors told them that the task they stayed behind was also very arduous. They must guard the world of immortality and prevent some people with intentions from taking advantage of it.

Outside the region
The arrival of a large number of manpower instantly relieved the urgent needs of Qu Han and the others.

In just half an hour, the number of evil tribes has grown to a terrifying level, and their own defense strength has even increased by a level. This intuitive manifestation is that these evil tribes are more difficult to kill.

If they hadn't learned about the weaknesses of these evil clans from Qingteng and Qingshu, they might not have been able to kill many, and they might have been directly buried by these evil clans.

Fortunately, support came when they were almost buried.

The strength of the Transformation God is worthy of that of the Transformation God. It is only one level lower but the difference is huge.

This was the first time that Qu Han felt the difference between Huashen and Yuanying so intuitively.

When killing ordinary evil tribes in the transformation stage, a sword energy flew out, and a group of evil tribes were turned into bones and dregs, and died instantly.

As for the Nascent Soul stage, if a sword is swung with full force, more than a dozen evil tribesmen will be chopped off with missing arms and legs, losing most of their combat effectiveness.

Jin Han, who had always thought that her mentality was very stable, suddenly realized that she seemed to be a common person. After all, she had not been promoted to Nascent Soul for a long time, and now she wanted to become a god, which was a bit greedy.

Not to mention Jin Han, when other people saw this scene, they were also wondering why they were not transformed gods. Even some Qi refiners were wondering if they were transformed gods. If you don't do it, you can be beaten to death by them all?
But when I think about it, after all, they are all experienced in the world, they are not so fragile, and they are self-aware, so just think about some ideas.

What's more, it was their ancestor who took action. Naturally, in addition to being envious and wanting such strength, everyone also had worship and soaring adrenalin.

The blood in his body was boiling, his eyes were filled with excitement, he roared, waving the attacks in his hands, and charged at the evil tribe.

Compared with the two-meter-tall height of the evil tribe, people in the world of immortals look like children.

However, the oppressive feeling of this gap did not make anyone in the world of immortal cultivation fearful, but instead aroused their desire to fight even more.

The attack of the magic spell exploded into bright fireworks, and the cold sword energy intertwined in the air, and from time to time, there was a cold light.

The entire battlefield was evenly matched at this time, with faint human beings overwhelming the evil clan.

Deep outside the territory, the evil lord broke away from the seal. He thought he was free, but found that there was still a transparent barrier in front of him. At that time, he became angry and violently attacked those who blocked him. Enchantment.

But it is a pity that this barrier is not as simple as breaking the seal before. It only took a few times to break the seal. This barrier is like a solid city wall. Attacks fall on it and it does not even move.

The evil master was furious. He knew who did this, but he couldn't get out now and couldn't catch anyone. He just yelled angrily.

Angrily, he suddenly felt the strange atmosphere, and there were also a few familiar atmospheres among these atmospheres.

The two breaths made him feel impatient.

He reached out and pressed his empty heart. It was the Origin Bone, his Origin Bone, and his energy.

If his origin bones and energy return, then breaking the barrier will not be a problem for him at all.

Even if he can't regain his energy for the time being, as long as the source bone is there, the power he has spent after being sealed for so many years will be restored in an instant.

By then, although his strength will not be restored to its former peak, it will definitely be more than enough to deal with the human race.