Xiu Xian: My clone is a giant beast from the wild

Chapter 343 Yuan Clan

'To be on the safe side, we should arrange for the Nascent Soul Refining Corpse. '

Yun He, who was arranging the formation, thought so in his mind.

Nowadays, the corpse soul Gu has completed its transformation and has officially advanced to the fourth level natal Gu. This has made Yun He's control over his Nascent Soul's refined corpse skyrocketing.

After all, the Nascent Soul Refiner is not a real Nascent Soul monk. Although he can use magic weapons, he cannot possess his own magic weapons.

However, after a certain amount of tempering, the physical strength of the Nascent Soul Refining Corpse can be compared to the magic weapon.

But if you really want to say it, Nascent Soul Refining Corpse is equivalent to at most 80% of the strength of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

Don't underestimate this 80%, because this is definitely not something that a pill-forming monk can compare to.

Yun He could only exert about 60% of the power of this Nascent Soul Refined Corpse before, but now he can exert at least 90% of it.

This is already a great help for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

not to mention.

Yunhe still has a way to continue to increase the upper limit of this Nascent Soul's corpse refining.

He waved his hand.

Refined corpses with dull and hollow eyes, but not weak breaths, appeared in front of him like wooden stakes. The one at the head was the Nascent Soul Refined Corpse.

These are all the refined corpses that Yun He has saved over the years. After being corroded by the Corpse Soul Gu and Corpse Gu, they are not much worse than the refined corpses refined by other demonic monks.

And there are strange and weird lines drawn on their bodies.

The lonely formation!

From Master Fuyun's puppets, Yun He more or less figured out some of the formation tips of the "Gu Xian Formation", especially with Shen Xingrui, an formation master who also reached the fourth level of formation attainments. With assistance.

Of course, Yun He was not able to fully comprehend the complete "Guxian Formation". At least he was not yet able to use two fourth-order puppets as the core of the formation to echo each other like Master Fuyun.

But now he can use a Nascent Soul Refined Corpse as the core of the formation.

There seems to be little difference between one core and two cores, but in fact they are vastly different.

However, for him, it was enough for the time being.

If all the dozens of pill-refined corpses were sacrificed, this Nascent Soul-refined corpse would be able to temporarily exert its strength beyond that of ordinary Yuanying early-stage monks.

Coupled with the formation laid out by Yun He, and using the Nascent Soul Refined Corpse as the "killing star" in the formation, the power of the formation can be maximized.

Afterwards.

Yun He held the "Floating Cloud Bagua Mirror" and continued to arrange the formation skillfully.

At the same time, the Qinglian Taoist crown he wore on his head emitted a faint fluorescence, and his aura began to drop sharply until it disappeared completely.

When Yun He was setting up the formation.

Ji Liuyun and the others also found traces of the people fleeing from the Ghost Sword Sect under the guidance of the help-seeking talisman.

Hiding in a forest of rocks.

Finally merged smoothly.

It went smoothly beyond everyone's expectations.

The Ghost Sword Sect, which was originally quite powerful among the demon sects, now has less than ten people left. The leader of the Ghost Sword Sect, Old Ghost Pi Dao, is also seriously injured.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, Fellow Daoist Ji, and Fellow Daoist Lianhua, I didn't expect that three fellow Daoists came to help me. I would like to thank these three fellow Daoists for their willingness to lend a helping hand!"

A middle-aged monk with a burly figure and strong muscles but a pale complexion, and his face was covered with cold sweat saw Ji Liuyun and the others, he cupped his hands and expressed his sincere gratitude.

This person is Old Ghost Han Bai, the leader of the Ghost Sword Sect, who is also a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

If it weren't for the protection of the Yuanying monks, the Ghost Sword Sect might not even be able to survive even the remaining people.

"Fellow Daoist Han, just be fine if nothing happens."

Feng Qingdan returned the salute, and his beautiful eyes swept over the surviving monks beside him, and finally landed on a handsome young monk in the late stage of alchemy wearing a luxurious black shirt.

Noticing her gaze, Han Bai obviously also knew an important reason for their rescue, so he introduced:

“This is Fellow Daoist Xiao Xiao Wuxian.”

"Thank you three seniors."

Xiao Wuxian didn't seem to be in a very good condition. Facing the three early Yuanying monks, he didn't show any arrogance because of his father behind him. Instead, he bowed rather humbly.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, there is no need to do this. This is the responsibility of my human cultivator."

As for Xiao Wuxian, Ji Liuyun and the other three did not put on the airs of Nascent Soul cultivators, and all returned the favor politely.

"This is not a place for greetings. We'd better leave quickly."

Ancestor Lotus looked around and said with a frown.

The surroundings were too peaceful.

Although this place was not within the scope of the Black Abyss Mist, it was not far away. The inexplicable palpitations made her feel somewhat uneasy.

"This is very reasonable."

Han Bai, the old ghost of Pidao who had seen the strength of the Abyss Beast and the Abyss Clan, responded without hesitation.

however.

"I'm afraid it's a little late." Xiao Wuxian looked around and said in a deep voice.

As his words fell.

boom! ! !

A sudden roaring sound suddenly started, and an extremely terrifying wave of spiritual energy burst out.

Immediately afterwards, a figure wrapped in a black robe suddenly appeared like a ghost.

"go!"

Upon seeing this, the expressions of Ji Liuyun and others suddenly changed, and they all mobilized their magic power to perform escape techniques. After rolling up a few people from the Ghost Sword Sect below, they fled in the direction they came from.

The old ghost of Pidao also gritted his teeth, took out a black flying knife, and made a sharp slash towards his back.

The ghostly aura lingering on the black knife instantly expanded and turned into a terrifying giant knife, falling down with the cold evil aura.

After doing this, the old ghost Pidao didn't dare to stop for a moment. He surged up his mana and dragged his tired body to follow.

boom! ! !

The knife struck down, kicking up bursts of dust.

But the seemingly powerful sword didn't seem to have much impact on those black-robed figures.

"Master Sacrifice?" A hoarse voice came from under one of the black robes.

"Chase."

The other party didn't seem surprised by the escape of Ji Liuyun and others.

This is the trap they set.

"Shhh!!"

A weird whistle sounded.

Strange-looking abyssal beasts appeared not far from them, and they landed on the backs of the abyssal beasts without hesitation, chasing after Ji Liuyun and the others.

You can see it later.

All the way to escape, all the way to pursue, all kinds of spells and magic weapons are constantly colliding with each other. Yun He, who was sitting cross-legged in the formation, raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

He stood up slowly.

"coming?"

His consciousness swept out, and he soon felt the figures that were rushing towards him hundreds of miles away.

'Um? '

Yun He couldn't help but frown, sensing some clues.

I don't know why, but when his consciousness swept over Ji Liuyun and others, his heart was inexplicably throbbing.

Very unusual.

Yun He was not surprised that Ji Liuyun and others could escape here.

With the ability of Nascent Soul cultivators, unless they are really stupid enough to rashly enter the confinement formation set up by the Yuan clan, they can always escape. They are not so stupid.

But their condition is a little too good.

It was just a huge consumption of mana. Except for the old ghost of the Ghost Sword Sect who seemed a little weak, the others were not seriously injured.

'Am I trying to be complicated? The Ghost Sword Sect's request for help this time is not a trap set by the Yuan Clan. The Yuan Clan's current manpower is not enough to set such a trap, so it is just a simple rescue? '

If this is the case, it does make sense.

But Yunhe didn't believe it.

Strategies such as encircling a point and providing reinforcements do not require a high IQ.

However, before he could think about it, traces of the Abyssal Clan and Abyssal Beasts appeared behind Ji Liuyun and others, which attracted most of Yunhe's attention.

"Fellow Daoist Yun!"

Feeling Yun He's consciousness, Ji Liuyun and others could not help but sigh that Yun He's consciousness was somewhat beyond their expectations. This was the most critical moment.

Yun He, who was originally planning to send out all the formations and Nascent Soul Refining Corpse, also changed his plan because of the many thoughts that flashed through his mind.

He raised his hand to call back the corpses and many array flags arranged around him.

While the mana surged in his body, he also sent a message to Ji Liuyun and others:

"quick!"

Hearing this, the speed of Ji Liuyun and the other Nascent Soul cultivators increased unexpectedly.

After they crossed a certain boundary, Yun He pinched it with both hands without hesitation and turned the "Floating Cloud Bagua Disk" in his hands.

A formation rose out of thin air!

The fourth level low-grade formation, the thick earth formation on the peak!

The emergence of the formation successfully stopped Ji Liuyun and others from pursuing the Yuan clan.

Upon seeing this, Ji Liuyun and others showed great joy on their faces. After bowing to Yun He, they fled in the direction of Tingxiang Tower without any hesitation.

According to the previously discussed rescue method, after they passed Yun He's response area, if there were pursuers, Yun He, who had set up a formation here, would stop them.

Although the fourth-level low-grade formation is not enough to completely stop the Yuan clan, there is still no problem in blocking one or two.

Yunhe, who was standing behind the formation, put his hands behind his back and looked at the large group of Abyss tribe and Abyss beasts in the dark sky, and couldn't help but smile.

"It's quite a bit of a momentum that one man can stand against all others."

He looked intently at the Yuan clan members wearing black robes.

Although they were all hidden under black robes, with Yun He's consciousness and eyesight, it was not difficult to see their appearance clearly.

This Yuan tribe is like the Hai tribe, a humanoid alien race. At first glance, their appearance is the same as that of human monks, except that their skin color is whiter, very white, as if they have albinism.

And their eyes are light red, which looks quite weird.

But what is most different from human monks is their foreheads.

It is covered with different black scales, and there are two small black horns growing on both ends of the forehead.

'Is this the Yuan clan? '

While Yun He was observing the people of the Yuan Clan, the leader of the Yuan Clan was also observing Yun He with squinted eyes.

When their eyes collided, a disdainful smile appeared on the face of the leader of the Yuan clan.

"A mere fourth-order low-grade formation."

He waved his hand and shouted softly: "Break it!"

"Yes!"

A group of Abyss monks, including Abyss beasts, launched an attack on Yun He's "Peak Capital Thick Earth Formation".

'Can the Abyss tribe control the Abyss beast? '

This made Yunhe's heart sink slightly.

He has also seen the power of the Abyssal Beast.

As the Yuan clan continued to attack the formation, the "Floating Cloud Bagua Mirror" in Yun He's hand trembled slightly and made a "buzzing" sound.

The more fierce the opponent's attack, the more obvious the vibration of the Bagua Mirror will be.

obviously.

With only a fourth-level low-grade formation, and unable to rely on spiritual veins as a basis, when the spiritual energy in the formation is exhausted, it will be broken quickly.

If Yun He stayed to preside over the formation, he might be able to resist for a while longer.

But it seems no longer necessary at this time.

As a response, he has done what he should do.

After roughly seeing some of the abilities of the Yuan Clan, Yun He no longer stayed here for long.

puff!

A pair of snow-white wings spread out on his back, and with a slight vibration, he took him to escape towards Tingxiang Tower at an extremely fast speed.

The frost and snow are falling, and the white rainbow breaks through the sky.

Not long after Yun He left.

Click, click, click! !

The "Fengdu thick earth formation" was shattered under the siege of the Yuan tribe.

Looking at the empty plain in front of them, the Yuan Clan's attempt to defeat the formation seemed somewhat useless at this moment.

But the leader of the Yuan Clan couldn't help but laugh a few times.

"The human monk is nothing, chase him!"

Boom! !

The Yuan clan didn't even have the slightest intention of retreating, and continued to pursue in the direction of Tingxiang Tower!

(End of this chapter)