Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 1264 Sun Mingsheng comes out of seclusion (please subscribe, please bookmark)
As the main force that frequently invades the world of cultivation, the Fire Lion Clan seems to have an unprecedented obsession with entering the world of cultivation.

Faced with repeated failures, they were indomitable and never tired of organizing crazy attacks, as if they regarded this place as a whetstone.

As the party taking the initiative to attack, no matter whether the final result is success or failure, as monks rarely take the initiative to pursue and kill, they always have absolute initiative.

Perhaps it was precisely during these repeated proactive attacks that did not cause any serious damage but seemed so powerful that the Fire Lion Clan had forgotten the power of human monks.

Originally, they just didn't regard it as a real threat. But once they decided to take action, due to their absolute strength advantage, the only result would be to be shattered by the fierce attack like thunder and lightning.

The experience of the Fire Lion Clan was not an isolated case. In less than half an hour, monks from different races, covered in blood, appeared here one after another, asking for help.

The expressions of some foreign races whose overall and individual strengths were too weak and had never appeared here became more embarrassed than ever before.

The reason why they have not appeared here is not because the race has not suffered extremely fierce counterattacks from human monks, but most likely they have disappeared in this crazy revenge.

The originally fierce battle between the two sides naturally disappeared completely. After each side kept a distance from each other, the foreign races were caught in a dilemma. The human side, led by the ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator named Nu, not only got enough buffer time to rest, but also had high morale.

The roles between the two sides also changed smoothly at this moment. Each fourth-level invader has become a trophy in the eyes of the surviving Nascent Soul cultivators. A brutal post-war pursuit is about to begin.

"My fellow Daoists, the Yuanying Alliance has completely destroyed the lair of these invaders with its superior strength. Now is the perfect time for us to take revenge and earn merit. Kill..."

The angry ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator named Nu, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, shouted loudly and above his head, white smoke rose straight into the sky.

"Each invader must be carrying a wealth of spiritual objects. They are like a dazzling and shining walking treasure house. If you kill three or two of them, you can obtain a rich spiritual object to assist in the advancement of your cultivation."

Liu Xiongwei seemed to have benefited from this. Whenever he mentioned the spoils, a strange flush would appear on his face.

Every time these foreign invaders launch an offensive, they do so with the firm belief of breaking into the world of cultivation, so they usually carry a large number of spiritual objects with them.

Just as Liu Xiongwei said, as long as he killed three or two of the same-level beings, the spiritual objects he earned could at least meet his cultivation needs for the next ten years.

What's more, these spiritual objects are relatively scarce in the world of cultivation, and a relatively reasonable valuation can be obtained during the exchange process.

Compared to the high morale of the human monks, the invaders on the other side were filled with sadness. It was only a temporary and fragile alliance, and was now on the brink of collapse.

These beings above the fourth level are naturally extremely envious of entering the world of cultivation and enjoying a peaceful practice, but the safety of the racial heritage behind them is also indispensable.

"Fellow Daoist from the Fire Lion Clan, please forgive me. My Elk Clan is physically weak and powerless, so we must return to our nest at this moment."

The two fourth-grade high-quality elks took the lead in saying goodbye and leaving, and they did not hesitate at all to win over the Fire Lion Clan. This also became the fuse that completely destroyed the fragile alliance in front of them. Under their leadership, the groups of three or five soon turned into a stream of light and disappeared in different directions. "Fellow Daoists, stop talking nonsense. Although I am chasing you..."

Seeing that the other party's last bit of trust had disappeared, the Nascent Soul Level 9 cultivator surnamed Nu, who was extremely experienced in combat, would naturally not watch the opportunity to fight slip through his fingers. With a command, he took the lead and chased after the fourth-grade superior invader in the front.

His target was naturally not the top-level fourth-grade leader of the Fire Lion Clan, but a little-known fourth-grade foreign invader whose strength was not particularly outstanding.

At this point, the roles of both parties have been reversed, and the goals of the battle are naturally different. It is better to break one finger than to injure ten fingers. It is far better to kill a fourth-level high-quality invader in the battle than to injure three or five of the same-level opponents.

The ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Nu was not sure that he could kill the leader of the fourth-grade upper-grade peak Fire Lion clan in the battle, so he might as well change the target immediately.

"It's so lively here. I've only been in seclusion for a few days. These foreign races are so bold as to organize such a large-scale invasion. How can we allow them to come and go as they please? Isn't this treating us like nothing?"

When the pursuit was about to begin, Sun Mingsheng's voice appeared in the ears of the three late Nascent Soul cultivators at the right time.

A newly promoted eighth-level Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to play a decisive role in the originally fierce and white-hot offensive and defensive battle, but in the current pursuit battle, his effect is quite outstanding. At the very least, he can kill one more fourth-level superior invader on the basis of the original one.

"So it's Brother Sun who has come out of retreat. Congratulations on your great progress in cultivation and advancement to the eighth level of Nascent Soul. My path is not alone, my path is not alone."

The ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Nu was naturally happy to see this happen. After all, with the improvement of Sun Mingsheng's cultivation, it also meant the improvement of the overall strength of his small group. The key was that his cultivation was one step closer to the God Transformation Stage, and the demand for Yuanci Mountain and Yuanci techniques was also increasing.

"Brother Sun's potential is indeed outstanding. He has achieved the advancement of his cultivation so quickly. We can make an appointment to explore the star world together in the future."

Apart from a little praise and envy in Liu Xiongwei's tone, most of it was congratulations, without any other overt tones.

"Friend Sun has advanced to the eighth level of the Nascent Soul so quickly. I think he must have killed many enemies in this pursuit and gained a lot."

Tian Xiaotian's words were full of jealousy, and he took the lead and turned into a stream of light and rushed forward. Of course, the provocation and incitement in his words were also clear.

"Of course, this time, my cultivation level must be raised with the heads of these daring invaders as sacrifices. Otherwise, how can I explain to my fallen comrades?"

Sun Mingsheng did not take the other party's simple provocation seriously at all, but he was quite determined to kill the fourth-level top-quality life among the invaders.

Before he finished speaking, three arrows had already transformed into a stream of light and flew straight towards a fleeing giant tiger in the distance. It was one of the two kings of beasts that had fought fiercely with Tian Xiaotian.

(End of this chapter)