Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 815

A spiritual rain fell again above the Haoxu Fairy Island!
Just when the human race in Jiuzhou was reduced to only two states left, just when countless giant insects rushed out through the secret realm and forced the people on earth to the point where they almost lost the courage to resist, the Haoxu Fairy Island, which had been silent for a hundred years, finally moved again.

The golden spots of light in the sky seemed vague and unreal at first.

Too many people are busy fighting the massive insect plague, so how could they pay attention to these spots of light?

When the illusory spots of light fell, many people thought they were hallucinating in the extreme thrill.

Until the head of Xiaofeng Camp, the newly promoted great scholar-level painter Wen Jiao——

At that time, Wen Jiao encountered several immortal seekers in the fusion stage.

The fusion stage seekers are equivalent to the celestial immortals among the cultivators. Compared with most ordinary celestial immortals, the fusion stage seekers have various powers similar to those of the ancient god insects because the insects in their bodies have basically matured.

This alien power always has some weirdness, it may be chaotic or dark, or have a strong devouring ability, or be as sticky as mud, or be upside down and confused, making it difficult to tell what day it is.

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In short, each one is very strange and difficult to deal with.

Wen Jiao led many villagers from Bailidu and retreated to Liangzhou and Zhenyaoguan together with the Xianwu Alliance. Now, there are about 3,000 villagers left.

Among the three thousand people, there are about eight hundred monks, and the rest are their families and ordinary mortals.

These ordinary mortals were protected by the monks led by Wen Jiao, and no one suggested abandoning them.

Although the original rules of Howling Wind Camp did not allow mortals to enter.

Not to mention Xiaofeng Camp accepting mortals, even the entire Demon-Suppressing Pass would not accept any mortals!
But now is different from the past, the human race has retreated again and again, and only two states are left in the vast land of Jiuzhou. The four major demon passes, which were originally purely military towns, have to start accepting the various troops brought by the Immortal Martial Alliance.

It is inevitable that cultivators have a few mortal relatives, and the real vitality of the human race still depends on the huge base of mortals to maintain.

No one can deviate from this foundation!

Those who seek immortality can give up the mundane world, but most of those who practice immortality cannot do so.

Especially Wen Jiao, she came from a mortal world, and no matter what level she cultivated to, she never considered herself as an extraordinary master.

She always felt that she was still the little fisherman who made a living by fishing in Baili Dang.

Since the villagers believed in her, identified with her, were willing to surround her, obey her commands, entrust their lives and property to her, and hand over their good children to her, how could she abandon her neighbors in times of crisis?
Therefore, even if the mortals in the Howling Wind Camp became her weak spot, she would never retreat even a single step.

Those immortal seekers with graceful and graceful figures waved their hands freely, and when they raised their hands, wind and clouds followed, and thunder and lightning roared. There were also rivers that appeared out of thin air, pouring down from the sky, tigers roared and leopards roared, and gold and stone fell from the sky...

And so on and so forth, all kinds of magic were flying in the air, they lined up like immortal generals, surrounded Wen Jiao, and gave indifferent instructions: "You have wasted a hundred years of cultivation, but you can't let go of worldly thoughts, you are controlled by worldly opinions, and your life is consumed by false fame and gain. It's extremely sad and pitiful."

"All his talents are wasted. As the saying goes, if you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences. This person has wasted the extraordinary talent bestowed by God. He is a waste of God's gifts and will be punished by God."

Yes, even these immortal seekers who had just flown out from the secret realm of the spiritual world admitted that Wen Jiao was indeed a genius.

We only met once and fought a few times.

During this period, Wen Jiao fought alone against six immortal seekers who had reached the peak of their combined power. No matter how strange these six people were, she always responded with a paintbrush and a scroll.

With a stroke of the brush, there appear mountains, rivers, seas, thousands of troops, and people of prosperous times.

Thousands of troops protected the more than 2,000 ordinary people who retreated behind. The beauties in the paintings with different postures flew around and fought against the surging tide of insects. At the same time, they also helped the many young monks who followed Wen Jiao.

Therefore, rather than saying that Wen Jiao was fighting alone against six immortal seekers in the fusion stage, it would be better to say that she was fighting alone against the entire secret realm of the spiritual world!

What an incredibly powerful strength!
But the real Wen Jiao, if we only talk about her talent, is only at the perception level, which is the level of a great scholar.

The combat power of an ordinary great scholar is equivalent to that of an ordinary immortal, but a great scholar like Wen Jiao can fight in an entire secret world alone!

With such strength and aptitude, how could those who seek immortals not be envious?
If six people in the fusion stage are not enough, then six more will be added. The twelve people in the fusion stage will concentrate on fighting Wen Jiao.

The treasure-like gate of Xiaofeng Camp was broken, and all the soldiers in the camp except Wen Jiao were defeated one after another, with casualties occurring every moment.

Wen Jiao can't protect everyone.

She gritted her teeth and played her last trump card, raising her hand and throwing out a scroll.

When the scroll was unfolded, a female fairy in green with a faint smile on her face walked out of the painting as if leisurely strolling in the garden!

As soon as this female fairy appeared, there was an indescribable momentum, as if the sea of ​​stars overturned, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, and the sea and the land changed drastically...

Wherever she passed, the whole world seemed to stop for a moment.

At Wen Jiao's side, two teams of female generals wearing silver armors with cold light immediately raised their precious bows, drew their bows and drew their arrows, whoosh whoosh whoosh!

At this moment, countless arrows with explosive power rushed out from the hands of the female generals on both sides of Wen Jiao's body.

Boom boom boom!
The arrow exploded.

Wen Jiao originally thought that even if she couldn't kill those immortal seekers on the opposite side, she would definitely make them fall flat on their faces at this moment.

However, although the explosion blew the flesh of the immortal seekers, they did not care about their own injuries.

Because at the moment when the Immortal Seekers on the opposite side were torn apart, suddenly countless gray and strange substances grew rapidly in their bodies. With the existence of these strange substances, their injuries could be healed in just a moment!
Then, fifteen immortal seekers appeared, three more than before.

More and more people surrounded Wen Jiao. She was caught off guard and was hit by a force coming from behind.

"Grandma Wen!" A young monk on the opposite side screamed in pain.

Wen Jiao was hit in the heart by the strange force. She couldn't breathe and was suddenly covered in blood.

Opposite her, a kind-looking immortal seeker suddenly had his eyes cracked, and countless blood vessel-like tentacles stabbed out, instantly entangling Wen Jiao. Wen Jiao had no room to dodge at all -

Although she is very fast, she is only good at head-on confrontation.

And just as those countless vascular tentacles tightly wrapped around the person and dragged him away, a golden light rain began to fall from the sky.