Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 419 Saturation Rescue

"Don't panic! Don't panic!" Yuan Changsheng shouted at his monks who were already in a state of unrest.

There was no need to see a battle. As soon as they landed from the transport flying boat and saw the Jiachou military camp that was in danger of being besieged by a group of beasts, this team, which was mostly composed of independent cultivators, showed signs of falling apart.

This is as it should be.

After all, before this, many of them had only seen those wilted creatures that had been manipulated in the spirit beast shops in various markets. It would be strange if they didn't feel a little cowardly when they suddenly saw so many bloodthirsty beasts here.

As the saying goes: "There is no constant state of war, and there is no constant shape of water." At this time of decisive battle, the weak soldiers led by Yuan Changsheng can no longer be used as vanguards as before.

Even if they were forced to go up, they would probably not last for more than a few breaths before collapsing, and in the end they would just be delivering some rations to the beasts that had been fighting for a long time.

Yuan Jin, who was in charge of the overall situation, would not do such a foolish thing. The elite troops directly under the Chongming League formed a square formation and took the lead in pressing towards the beast herd.

At the same time, Crocodile Yuan, who was leading the herd, also became a little cautious, thinking that if there were any powerful people among the reinforcements, they would have to get away as soon as possible.

After all, for it, although it took a lot of effort to gather the herd of beasts under the village wall, they were not something that could not be discarded.

Moreover, the Jackdaw Mountains are extremely vast, not much smaller than the entire Shannan Road. There are endless low-level monsters in it. As an awakened monster, Crocodile Yuan should not take too long to gather a considerable herd of beasts.

However, if he fails to accomplish his goal this time, Crocodile Yuanying will have to lie dormant for a few days, at least until he has fully advanced to the third-level demon school before making any plans.

After just a quick look, he saw that the leading members of the reinforcement team were just a few people at the foundation-building stage. The beast immediately put his nervousness to rest.

After a closer look, even the two with the highest cultivation level, Xu Liuxian and Fei Nanben, although they have been practicing for many years in the late stage of true cultivation, cannot be considered as the best among their peers in terms of the spiritual energy in their bodies. It seems that they are probably not as difficult to deal with as the head of the Kang family, who has only reached the middle stage of foundation building.

Yuan Jin didn't care how much E Yuan looked down on their support troops. He just ordered most of the selected entry-level formation cultivators to work together to build a second-level formation.

As the dim yellow light of the protective formation suddenly rose, Yuan Jin raised and lowered the command flag in his hand. According to the previous drill, he emptied out the armories of various families, exhausted the reputation of the Chongming Sect, and bought more than 80 star-shooting crossbows on credit from various channels, and lined them up in the formation.

The disciples of the Chongming League who were wielding spiritual tools had grim faces. They forced themselves to suppress the fear in their hearts and, under the orders of the most experienced elder of Qiaogong Fort, they stood ready for battle.

According to Fei Wen and Fei Nanben's original plan, they were supposed to take over the task of guarding the Shooting Star Crossbow Formation in the rear.

But Fei Shuhe just glanced at them, and with his lotus steps, the maids guarding the Qinghan Courtyard, as well as Nanny Sun, Yuan Xiyue, and Zhang Qingran, three Kundao practitioners, all fell into the front army where Yuan Jin was.

The two true practitioners of the Fei family who were tasked with the mission had no choice but to follow the noble lady of the Fei family to the front of the battle.

Seeing this, Yuan Jin's heart was even higher for his sister-in-law. He knew that he had no time to say useless things at this time, so he just said: "The crossbow formation in the back is not good without a high-level cultivator to lead it. Madam Zhang, please move away and do your best to protect the spiritual tools in the formation."

Zhang Qingran had learned a lot of lessons these days and no longer dared to lose her temper. She glanced at the mistress of the house, and after seeing Fei Shuhe nod in agreement, she went behind the formation with a stern face.

I think with her, a genuine second-level formation master, in charge of the formation, even if something unexpected happens, the crossbow formation will not be destroyed by the beast herd.

It was impossible for Crocodile Yuan to give Yuan Jin enough time to deploy his troops. As soon as Zhang Qingran took his position, the beasts became agitated.

This beast was not afraid of the monks who had been guarding the military camp for many days and saw that the reinforcements were also excited. He still dared to separate a part of the team to test the strength of the reinforcements of the Chongming Alliance.

The one-horned mandrill jumped out of the herd, holding a huge stick made from various types of spiritual gold, and led the monsters of various levels to rush forward.

Xu Liuxian did not refuse Yuan Jin's invitation. He stroked his beautiful beard and led the square formation of Hanshan Sect disciples to meet them first.

The four brothers were originally chivalrous men who were willing to help others and give generously. They used most of the inheritance from Lang Yi, the number one monk in Hong County, to establish their own sect and were also willing to invest some money in their disciples.

Half of the four hundred selected disciples held axes and the other half held black shields. As the formation flags in the hands of the five true disciples of the Hanshan Sect in the southeast, northwest, northeast and center dropped at the same time, huge shield shadows suddenly appeared.

Even though he was being charged and dodged by monsters of various ranks, led by the one-horned mandrill, the phantom shield still managed to protect the disciples behind him.

The beasts were temporarily unable to do anything to the square shield shadow, which gave Xu Liuxian, who was in charge of the formation, an opportunity to take action.

A phantom of a golden fork slammed down towards the beast herd. The one-horned mandrill let out a strange cry, holding a stick in its hand, and urged the powerful beasts around it to come and block it.

Unexpectedly, the beast underestimated the elite troops that Xu Liuxian had spent a lot of effort to assemble. Jin Lu easily cut the golden stick in the unicorn's hand into two pieces. The latter relied on the agility brought by his blood to survive after only leaving a deep scar on his chest.

Not all the second-level monsters that came with it to block the golden spear shadow had such ability. Two or three clumsy monsters were chopped to pieces and died on the spot.

The phantom of the golden spear slashed into the middle of the dense herd of beasts almost without any delay. No ordinary monster could withstand this blow. Blood splattered everywhere and loud howls rose to the sky, disturbing Xu Liuxian who was on the battlefield and making him feel annoyed.

Although the initial battle was unfavorable, E Yuan was not surprised. He did not even pay too much attention to the Hanshan Sect team whose morale was high. He just turned his head to take a look and then put all his attention on the Jiachou Fortress which was still hiding.

"It's just an ordinary team that hasn't even shown the prototype of a Taoist soldier. It doesn't look like they are worthy of being feared by Huang Yan'er in the village."

Xu Liuxian was delighted to see his disciples accomplish their mission. He did not give the monsters any chance to react and swung his axes continuously. The beasts in front of the formation were covered in pulp, meat, and a fishy smell, which made the excited disciples of the Hanshan Sect frown slightly.

Moreover, Xu Liuxian did not seem to notice that even though the herd of beasts had suffered such heavy losses, the pairs of red eyes within them were still full of murderous intent.

As another golden spear phantom landed on the ground, the one-horned mandrill, which had been accumulating strength for a long time, took advantage of the break and led the herd to heavily crash into the already somewhat scattered square shield phantom.

"Swish!" The square shield phantom, which was dozens of feet tall, was immediately dimmed by the impact and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Half of the shield-holding disciples in the Hanshan Sect's formation had cracks of varying lengths on their magic weapons. The disciples with lower cultivation levels in the formation had their organs shaking and blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.

In theory, the monsters' attack this time was just an opportunity to take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness. After all, the Hanshan Sect's formation had not yet collapsed. They only needed to withstand the most fierce attack of the monsters in this round to ensure victory.

However, the disciples present had not been in Hanshan Sect for long, and it was even more difficult for them to operate the formation perfectly. As soon as they encountered setbacks, the formation fell into chaos.

The prestige of several true disciples is insufficient and it is difficult to suppress them.

It is true that the leader Xu Liuxian has great power, but he is not a talented general.

As a result, the disciples in the formation were in chaos, and even the few golden arrowhead phantoms they sent out were spinning and disappearing. On the contrary, the beasts attacking the formation from the opposite side remained frantic and became more and more excited.

The one-horned mandrill held two short sticks and smashed at the square shield phantom. Seeing that many shield-holding disciples in the Hanshan Sect's formation fell down, he was about to succeed when a blazing fire came towards him.

A stone fire puppet that was about two or three feet tall fell into the arena, first spewing flames, and then punched the one-horned mandrill in the chest with a heavy punch wrapped in a strong energy.

There was already a deep scar on the chest of the one-horned mandrill "Karala" that was scratched by the sharp energy of the golden spear, so deep that the bone could be seen. After being hit by the Stone Fire Puppet, the entire chest collapsed.

Xu Liuxian found an opportunity, and with a move of his spiritual sense, he controlled the Stone Fire Puppet to reach out and grab. The beast's internal organs were pulled out, and it immediately lost the strength to fight back. Its two thick arms, each holding a short stick, hung down weakly.

Xu Liuxian didn't know that he had avenged his brother, and was feeling very proud. However, he saw that the frenzied beasts didn't care about the death of the one-horned mandrill at all. At this moment, they suddenly charged at it, causing the square shield's shadow to dissipate, exposing a large number of Hanshan Sect disciples.

There were bursts of muffled groans from monks and the sound of shields breaking in the formation. Xu Liuxian then realized that the elite troops that his four brothers had spent a lot of money to gather had been killed by half at the hands of the beasts.

"Kill!" The shield shadow was broken. Xu Liuxian only hoped that the Golden Axe would reappear to stop the attack of nearly a thousand monsters in front of him so that he could escape.

However, no matter how much he urged them, it was useless at this moment. Seeing such a sudden change, even the true disciples of the Hanshan School who had brought their skills to surrender simply abandoned the formation flags in their hands and turned their backs on them.

The other disciples who did not have the courage to escape were also in great panic. Seeing the monsters with blood-red eyes and evil breath rushing towards them, even if they had not lost their fighting spirit, no one in the formation had the ability to summon the golden axes to protect themselves.

Seeing that all the property accumulated by the Hanshan Sect in recent years was about to be destroyed by the beasts, and not knowing how many disciples would be able to survive after this, Xu Liuxian could not help but feel anxious. His hair and beard were all messed up, and even the half of his ear was exposed.

Fortunately, at this time, more than eighty star-shooting crossbows were finally fully debugged.

The elder of Qiaogongbao who was in charge of the crossbow formation saw that the white flag under Yuan Jin's banner suddenly changed. His eyes suddenly became cold and he shouted three times with full energy: "Fire! Fire! Fire!!!"

A round of crossbow arrows rained down without any regard for spiritual stones and spiritual tools, hitting the ferocious beasts in front of the disciples of Hanshan Sect, and finally curbed the desperate offensive of these bloodthirsty beasts.

Xu Liuxian did not waste the opportunity and hurriedly led the disciples who were still rational to retreat to the back to rest.

"Hanshan Sect's elite troops will temporarily withdraw, and Brother Xu Dao will go again after they have made thorough arrangements. Chongming's central army will be in the front, Qiaogong Fort will be on the left, Hemu Dao will be on the right, Shan, Ming, and Erjia will be in the back, Ma, Lu, and Yicong troops will retreat to the crossbow formation and follow Madam Zhang's orders."

Yuan Jinyan's face became serious when he reached this point. He turned around and picked up the large banner behind him which was made from the white bear tooth flag that had been inherited by the Chongming Emperor for a long time.

The sun was setting, the wind was howling fiercely, and a ray of blood-red setting sun dyed the snow-clear flag into dark gold. The fighting in the previous battle had not yet stopped, and the sound of the wind reached Yuan Jin's ears.

Too many impassioned speeches had been made before the departure, and the details of the reward had also been clearly stated. Seeing this today, Mr. Yuan Chongming did not want to say any more.

He only glanced at the solemn faces and said, "Today's fierce battle is unavoidable. In order to save our fellow disciples, we may have to shed blood. Jin is willing to hold the flag and lead the way for you!"

The two restrictions of "forging courage" and "strengthening heart" on the big banner had already been blessed several times by Master Kang who had asked a skilled weapon master to do so. Mysterious characters appeared on the banner, spreading like ripples and covering the cultivators, instantly giving them a surge of courage.

At this time, under Fei Shuhe's instruction, Yuan Xiyue summoned Jinpiyin with a frosty face. This time, she did not use the image of Ming Fei, but just muttered a series of profound scriptures as usual.

The magnificent Buddhist music, accompanied by the silvery sound, resounded in all directions, like the gurgling of flowing water, slowly covering the bodies of the cultivators in the formation with a barely detectable layer of golden light.

But compared with the past, the Buddhist music this time was less lewd and more pure and holy.

With the blessing of both factors, the disciples of Chongming felt that the short and strong figure under the big banner suddenly became tall and straight. The disciples of other families were also inspired by Yuan Jin's domineering appearance in front of the formation, and a sense of heroism arose in their hearts.

Feinan was always arrogant and thought that this was just a battle of arrays. But when he suddenly saw Yuan Jin's graceful demeanor, he couldn't help but secretly praise him:
"There are many turtles in shallow water. Junior Brother Kang Dabao is really good. If he can join our Yingshan Army, he will have a promising future. He will be much better than that useless boy, Grandma Sun."

Fei Wen beside him was holding the golden spear magic weapon he had exchanged from Master Kang calmly. It seemed that no matter whether it was the great banner and the mysterious text or the silver Afo sound, it could not make him more determined to fight.

"war!!"

Yuan Jin was moving with his flag raised, so it was impossible for the Chongming Central Army to send him alone in the front as the former said.

Sun Fu, Niu Kuang and several other veteran cultivators led more than 200 new cultivators of various levels in the sect and rushed into the herd of beasts that were stunned by the first round of crossbow rain.

When the six-leaf green lotus seals on the clothes of the Chongming cultivators suddenly lit up, all the spiritual essences merged into one. A breeze suddenly blew in the field, and even the lingering fishy smell seemed to be washed away.

Suddenly, a green six-petal lotus platform suddenly emerged from the Chongming Formation.

All the cultivators shouted in unison, and the disciples at various joints held formation flags in their hands. The lotus leaves immediately spread out and began circling and spinning intermittently.

The lotus leaf was indeed extremely sharp. Not to mention that a large number of stupid and slow-witted first-level monsters were unable to dodge it, even the slow-footed middle and lower-grade second-level monsters would still be chopped into mud with their flesh and bones if they could not get rid of it.

Zhang Qingran, who was in charge of the formation at the back, was stunned when he saw this scene: "This is the Qingjue Six-Leafed Lotus Formation that I divided from the Zhang family! Even before my family was destroyed, no one had been able to use it perfectly for a decade, and it actually reappeared here?!"

Unlike Zhang Qingran who was surprised, the disciples from other schools were all delighted when they saw this scene.

Even Fei Shuhe and other masters from prominent families who were truly practicing Buddhism had the thought, "No wonder Yuan Jinyi didn't show any fear."

Sect Leader Kang on the top of the village wall was still sighing as usual. It was all in vain that the whole Yunjiaozhou was spreading the rumor that he, Kang Dabao, was well versed in military affairs.

Little did they know that in the Chongming Sect, the only one who truly understood the battle formation notes of the sect's founder Zhang Yuandao was Yuan Jin.

However, until Kang Dabao's departure, the Qingjue Six-leaf Lotus Formation presided over by Yuan Jin still lacked some skills and was difficult to perfect. Otherwise, he, the head of the Kang family, would have to take Yuan Jin out to train him.

But I don't know how much hard work the latter has spent in these days to reproduce the Taoist military method that the ancestor used to achieve great success.

"Dao soldiers?! No, they are just the prototype of Dao soldiers. They should have a foundation to build the skeleton before they can form a frame to fight against fake pills. The cultivation of Huang Yan'er and other disciples is not good enough, and they are still far from the right level."

It only took a few breaths for E Yuan to figure out the key point. The astonishment in his eyes slowly faded away, but inevitably a trace of solemnity reappeared. "Roar!"

Seeing that the few remaining second-level monsters in front of the Chongming Formation were about to be killed by Fei Nanben and others, the disciples of Hemu Dao fought desperately, and the puppets of Qiaogong Fort fought numbly. The vanguard beast group, which was already becoming increasingly unstable, was on the verge of collapse.

At this point, Crocodile Yuan could no longer hold back. After a series of roars, the beasts surrounding the village separated into a thick layer.

The big hand that was tightly holding the monks guarding the village suddenly loosened, and Master Kang's mind became active.

"Perhaps it's time to let this beast know what it feels like to be attacked from both sides."

At that time, the Qingjue Six-Leaf Lotus Formation presided over by Yuan Jin also encountered tremendous pressure. The crossbow arrows shot from the back formation could not consume the momentum of the beasts rushing from the front, so they had to change the formation immediately. The sharp green lotus leaves gathered together to protect all the disciples in the formation in the lotus heart formation hub.

This group of beasts was too violent, and there were too many second-level monsters among them, which made the faces of the disciples in the Chongming Formation pale.

The disciples on the left and right wings were even more unbearable. If not for the efforts of each family in building their foundation to support them, they would have been unable to withstand this sudden attack.

Zhang Qingran also showed anxiety for the first time, and kept urging the elder of Qiaogongbao who was in charge of the crossbow formation. The elder's face turned serious and he shouted loudly: "The men are resting but the crossbows are not. Fire! Fire! Fire!!"

"The men rest but the crossbows never stop, fire! Fire! Fire!!"

The rumbling of various crossbow arrows flew unreasonably into the beast herd. While they took away a large number of lives, they also finally made the disciples who were fighting in front of the formation breathe a sigh of relief.

The disciples of the Shan and Ming families in the back row were able to change positions with the disciples of the two families in front in an orderly manner. Yuan Jin also narrowed his eyes slightly and shouted: "Yu Ling!"

The disciples in the Chongming Formation raised their heads and shouted, and after they landed on the Liuhe stars one after another, spiritual mist appeared in the center of the formation and slowly seeped into the internal and external wounds of the cultivators.

Not long after, just as the monsters were licking their wounds and regaining their courage, Yuan Jin shouted again: "Zhan Bing!"

The tightly closed lotus leaves in the Chongming Formation suddenly opened up again, with sharp rays of light emitting from them intermittently.

While the monster's limbs, broken arms, and flesh were flying all over the sky, the violent beasts were not intimidated by the cruel scene and continued to rush forward desperately despite the flying arrows.

"Don't retreat. Just hold on until these beasts lose their fighting spirit and you'll win! Arrows are flying continuously from the rear, they won't be able to hold on for long!!"

Yuan Jin's shout, along with the Buddhist chanting from Yuan Xiyue's mouth, poured into the ears of all the practitioners. The former made people more courageous, while the latter made people calm down.

Although the beasts' attacks were continuous, the disciples of the Chongming Alliance did not think of retreating within a short period of time.

At the same time, Xu Liuxian also came forward alone.

His disciples were not competitive and became a defeated army, which could not be reorganized in a short period of time, but Xu Liuxian himself still had the will to fight.

The Ming Yang Fire Method he practiced was quite powerful among those of the same level, and his Stone Fire Puppet could also resist a late-stage true cultivator. As soon as he arrived, he took away a lot of pressure from the disciples in front of the formation.

The guards of Qinghan Courtyard were led by Nanny Sun, each holding a magic weapon, and riding on the Golden-Winged Owl to cause trouble to the group of demon birds above their heads. After gaining the upper hand, they also caused a lot of casualties to the beasts below.

Gradually, Crocodile Yuan also realized that something was wrong. Things were just as Yuan Jin said. The cultivators in the front line withstood the fierce attack of the beasts, but the arrows in the back line kept pouring down intermittently. If this continued, the beast herd would be defeated first.

Just by thinking about this, E Yuan knew the key point.

Just as the beast was about to move, the monks in the village led by Master Kang made unusual movements.

Seeing that Ang Zang, who was already tired of watching, broke out of the formation and was about to kill a second-level moon bear with a halberd, E Yuan shouted angrily: "Are you looking for death?!"

The serrated circle formation blocked the killing calamity for Yue Xiong, and the green-glazed arrows blocked several deadly golden lights for it.

However, Kang Dabao still did not give up. The ancient body, which had already reached a minor success stage, suddenly shook, and he used the Eight Desolations Mountain Suppressing Power to punch out with a single punch. When he retracted his punch, it was already covered with yellow and white broken bones.

"Roar!!"

Crocodile Yuan did not forget the key to victory because of his rage. He first circled out half of the monsters in front of the village and urged them to attack and destroy the crossbow formation. Only then did he pounce on Master Kang and fight him desperately.

The monks in the village also followed Mo Wen's command, brandishing their spears and swords and rushing out to kill the generals. The remaining monsters surrounding the village howled in response, and their blood was boiling.

At the same time, an old Red Eyebrow cultivator wearing a Taoist robe with a crane pattern, who was hidden in the clouds, was slightly surprised when he saw this scene: "This beast with a spiritual power must have a hidden injury, otherwise, its skills may not be much worse than mine. As for Kang Dabao."

The old cultivator with red eyebrows had a more intense look in his eyes, and he said, "Jiang has a good eye. It is rare that Kang Dabao can fight this beast for so long with his mid-stage cultivation. Even if we ignore the lines on his body, it is worth saving him.

The Taoist soldiers in that formation were only a little bit short of their skills, which was rare. I thought there were no other talented military strategists around except Tie Liuyun, but I didn't expect to see one today. From this point of view, Jiang Hongdao had indeed miscalculated.

This time, Kang Dabao may not need my help. He should only lose a few lives here and still be able to escape. If his army can hold out for a little longer, he may even be able to fight back against these beasts. Then, when I go to help him will be very important."

The old Red Eyebrow cultivator was Yang Jue, the steward of the Wuwei Tower's Tengwen Mansion branch. He had never thought about this before Jia Dan came here all these years ago, and the situation here was very different from what he had expected.

I thought I could easily save Kang Dabao from danger, but now I have to think about how to act in order to earn a bigger favor.

Just as the old cultivator was hesitating, a team in bright armor, riding on a flying boat, had already approached the Jiachou military camp.

Two clever Fei family cultivators stood on the bridge, watching the battle ahead projected by the mirage screen on the bridge with admiration in their eyes.

The older man among them spoke first: "The nephew of the master has some skills, no wonder he won the first place in the competition last time."

Speaking of this, the other man with a lighter face still refused to accept it: "At that time, there were not many outstanding disciples in Yunjiao Province. Even Bingye Daoji only had the most useless Fei Enhua here. Except for Fei Nanhu, all the people who participated in the small competition were idiots. Otherwise..."

"Zhong Yun!" The experienced man scolded him lightly, then carefully turned his head to look at the Yingshan Army behind him before saying, "Discussing the legitimate bloodline without permission, do you know what crime it is?"

Fei Zhongyun shook his head and chuckled, not arguing. After taking another look at the battle situation, he just asked the mature man: "Brother, the situation is almost getting worse, shouldn't we go forward to help?"

The mature man looked at the scene in the mirage screen that was almost drenched in blood, and frowned slightly: "Ordinarily it's time to save him, but according to what Grandma Six said, it's still a little short of the right time."

"Tsk, the old lady is old, but her heart is not as broad as it was in the past." Fei Zhongyun laughed disdainfully again. Without waiting for the old man to scold him, he asked the latter: "If it takes too long, if even Shu He gets hurt, the master will hear about it when he comes out of retreat next time, and he might skin you and me alive."

The mature man frowned even more and said, "It's true that we can't offend the head of the family, but Sixth Granny and Elder Tianqin have more say than the head of the family, and we brothers can't deny her intentions."

After hearing this, Fei Zhongyun showed some dissatisfaction on his face again: "The old lady has become a little confused. Either you sit back and do nothing to save her, or you come to save her earlier. Why do you have to force her to suffer enough before asking us to help her?"

"Alas, this is exactly what she wanted to do to this kid named Kang." The mature man imitated the tone of the Sixth Granny's words when she gave her instructions before she left:
"Our Fei family's ancestor Ye Xun is such a great man that even the emperor treats him with great courtesy. Who the hell is Kang Dabao? Why would he just disappear without a fight? Our Fei family has never had such a rebellious son-in-law. How can he remember his lesson without suffering a little?"

The mature man felt that it was not difficult to understand what Grandma Fei Liu was thinking. The only one in the entire Chongming Sect who could barely catch her eye was Kang Dabao.

The property of Chongmingzong might be considered valuable in the eyes of those small families, but it was dispensable for the great cause of Sheshan Hall.

As long as outsiders can see that Kang Dabao's signboard, which was set up by Kuang Liuting and Fei Nan'an together in Yunjiaozhou, is honorable enough, it's fine. As for whether Chongming Sect will rise or fall, no one in the Fei family will mind.

“But the old lady probably didn’t think about it beforehand, maybe they don’t need us to rescue them.” Fei Zhongyun chuckled, stretched out his fingertips with a glow, and stroked it lightly. The face of Yang Jue hidden in the cloud fell into the mirage screen.

The mature man stroked his long beard and looked at him carefully for a while: "This alchemy master seems to have a good inheritance. Where did he come from? There is almost no such person in Yunjiaozhou."

"That kid surnamed Kang has average cultivation, but I have taken in quite a few of them. He is probably the person behind that vixen. I wouldn't be surprised if Yuan Buwen came from Jingnan Prefecture with a spear to save him. I wonder if this old man with red eyebrows came out of nowhere? It seems that what the old lady said is not entirely wrong. This kid is a bit unruly and dishonest. He deserves a good beating!"

After Fei Zhongyun shouted again, his finger gesture changed, and the image of Yang Jue on the mirage screen suddenly disappeared, and the scene of fierce fighting appeared before his eyes again.

Zhang Qingran and Yuan Xiyue really risked their lives this time. One of them, who was in charge of the formation, was bleeding from all seven orifices when he was attacked by the beasts, but he still shouted loudly to the crossbows behind him to fire arrows non-stop.
A man with chapped lips was still chanting Buddhist scriptures, and only with the help of a few strong tiger and wolf medicine pills could he keep the golden and silver swords in his hands from making disorderly sounds.

As the size of the beast group grew, Yuan Jin could no longer sit firmly under the banner. He was now at the center of the Green Jue Six-Leafed Lotus Formation, facing the beast group with many disciples.

Fei Shuhe did not stand by and watch. She entered the Chongming formation like Yuan Jin. While killing the monsters with various rare items, she tightly grasped a talisman in her hand, waiting to rush to Kang Dabao's side in time after breaking the formation to help the latter.

The Chongming main formation seemed mighty and indeed inspired the morale of the other disciples in the alliance.

Even though casualties on both sides were increasing rapidly, anyone with a discerning eye could see clearly that if the battle continued like this, once the monks from both sides of the Chongming Alliance joined forces, the beast herd would be doomed to defeat no matter how much they admired Crocodile Yuan, the evil beast.

"Almost done, brother."

As soon as Fei Zhongyun made his suggestion, Yang Jue, who was hiding in the clouds, had an idea: "It may be difficult for the people below the wall to deal with them. If we take action now, we can earn a lot of favors."

The flying boat was moving fast, and two hundred well-trained Yingshan soldiers suddenly moved, while Yang Jue summoned the Bloody Vine Bone Umbrella which jumped into his hand.

The two forces were about to join the battle as saviors, but unexpectedly, at this moment, a beautiful woman in palace dress, with a frosty face, stepped on auspicious clouds and flew over their heads, and landed next to Kang Dabao first.

"Golden Elixir!" Everyone in the field exclaimed in surprise.

The Crocodile Yuan, who had been so ferocious just now, showed fear in his bloodshot eyes. Then, without thinking, he decisively abandoned his opponent and turned away.

However, the beautiful woman had no intention of sparing the beast's life. She turned her white wrist lightly, and six colorfully embroidered bamboo-frame and gold-wire lamps emerged from her fair palm, shining brightly.

Seeing that although Kun Dao was a newly promoted Jindan, he had a good magic weapon in his hand, how could E Yuan dare to have any hope of luck? While fleeing for his life, begging for mercy rushed out from the huge mouth full of blood and flesh: "Shang Xiu, spare my life! If you can let E Yuan stay in this world, I am willing to be your slave and servant to protect the descendants of the clan."

It knew that begging for mercy would be of little use, so it quickly summoned a group of monsters to stand in front of it to protect its life.

"Command!" The beautiful woman simply shone the palace lantern, and a fire-cutting knife jumped out from the colorful embroidery. For a moment, the spiritual flames were blazing, and the monsters under the village wall were almost roasted dry even though they were still far away.

A strong smell of burning suddenly arose in the field. The beasts that were sent to die by Crocodile Yuan were roasted into charcoal before they could gather together.

The serrated circle array that had reaped countless lives of monks was vulnerable to attack. As soon as it collided with the fire-cutting knife, it was burned into steam. The green-glazed arrow was even more difficult to form. Before it came out of its mouth, it melted on the tongue, leaving only a bitter taste in the mouth.

"My Queen, please spare my life!" Crocodile Yuan cried out in sorrow, and once again summoned out the beast pill that he had not dared to use for a long time to block the attack.

This time, the fire-cutting knife was finally blocked, and it slowly fell back into the colorful embroidered picture.

However, Crocodile Yuan did not have a good ending. A large stream of hot blood gushed out of his stomach, and even though the beast had closed its mouth with all its sharp teeth, it was still difficult to swallow it back into its stomach.

He had to spit out two streams of foul air from his nose, and finally managed to wrap the beast pill, whose spiritual light had dimmed, back into his dantian.

"Wow", just after doing all this, the blood in his heart could no longer be controlled, and it sprayed out mixed with organ fragments.

While the evil beast was losing its spiritual power, Sect Leader Kang, who had changed his previous attitude and was chasing it relentlessly, finally found a good opportunity.

The latter quickly caught up, not afraid of the murderous aura from Crocodile Yuan at all.

The golden eyes fired several shots in succession, first blasting a big hole in the beast's tightly closed giant mouth, then the butcher knife was wrapped in black flames, a cold light emerged from the tip of the halberd, and it entered the hole neatly, and then with a slash and a pull, it simply cut off the evil beast's life.

As a huge green crocodile fell to the ground with a bang, the various monsters that were still fanatically in the field seemed to have their courage and bones drained away in an instant. Seeing the fishy smell on the ground and the coldness in the eyes of the monks in front of them, they finally began to shrink back.

Kang Dabao did not forget his sense of propriety. The spiritual pendant on his waist gave off a refreshing aura, which cleansed the filthy beast pill. He then quickly walked forward, bowed his head and presented it to Chu Yanran:
"Junior, thank you Madam Qi for your help."

Chu Yanran did not refuse. After she put the beast pill into the storage bag, she did not speak to Kang Dabao first. She just looked back at the two people who were stunned by the sudden change and sneered:
"I just got the news. I'm afraid you all are sitting there waiting for the cold. You'd better hurry up and get some monster heads. If you go back empty-handed, it will be hard to explain to your master, right?!"

Kang Dabao didn't care about the reactions of the two families who were ridiculed by Chu Yanran. He just felt relieved when he saw the beasts at the bottom of the military camp collapsed and the Qingjue Six-Leaf Lotus Formation of the Chongming Sect saw the opportunity and gained momentum.

"Even if Master Hei Lu has gone to the outer sea, he is still looking after our Chongming Sect."

(End of this chapter)