Become a Fairy

Although there are already six foreign monks guarding the Fengling Stone Mine, there will be no good results if you sneak in rashly, but there is still a chance to fight for your life if you go in, stay for a long time and face twelve flying The cavalry warriors, together with the attack of twelve high-level spirit birds, have four times the difference in numbers, and they are sure to die outside. The monks have no more choices.

"Get out of the way!" Another black-clothed old man in the late construction period screamed strangely, and threw a fiery red bead into the mine. There was a look of heartache on his face, but at this time, in order to survive, he didn't care so much for the time being.

There was a bang, and the fiery red beads made a thunderous sound inside, and there were several screams in the mine, obviously a monk from a foreign land was hit.

"Kill!" The rabbit bit people in a hurry, not to mention these Foundation Establishment cultivators, once they were cornered and tried their best, they would have to pay a lot of money to take down the few remaining people.

With the explosion of the red bead just now, several monks in the later stage of foundation establishment ignored the scorching fire waves inside, propped up their spirit shields and rushed in. The speed of the last one was half a minute slower, and the flying knight still shot through the hind leg with an arrow, so he could only scream and drag his legs into the mine.

There was a burst of fierce fighting and shouting in the mine, but the dust inside was scattered everywhere, and it was a black hole. Except for the screaming and occasional pain, people outside could not judge the fighting situation inside.

Seeing this, the Dai brothers and the few people who were eager to try could not help but sweat on their backs. At least in terms of strength, these Puritan monks were stronger than them, and they still managed to beat them. In this way, if there is no accident, destruction is only a matter of time. If it wasn't for Lu Xiaotian's previous reminder and Cao Haihua's caution, they should be the ones in trouble at this time, perhaps many of them have already died in the strangulation of the Flying Cavalry tribe.

"What should we do?"

Dai Bai turned his gaze to Cao Haihua and Lu Xiaotian with a cold expression. Under such circumstances, even if the monks of the Flying Cavalry tribe found their traces, they would be quite stone steps. Judging from the current situation of the monks of the Flying Cavalry tribe, it is impossible to kill them. There is still room to spare.

"Wait!" Lu Xiaotian and Cao Haihua said in unison. Although they both belong to the moon-watching monks, but when their lives are at stake, no one will take care of the life and death of the Puritan monks. Their lives are their own. Change your position. If they are in trouble, it is not relatives. Therefore, the choices made by the Puritan monks are the same.

"Uncle, what should we do now?" At this moment, the black eagle flapped its wings and glides in the air at a low speed. One of the strong men asked the headed stout old man.

"Wait!" The stout old man had eagles in his eyes, and he made the same decision as Lu Xiaotian and Cao Haihua on the ground.

"But there are still monks from the Vault of Heaven in the mine below. Since we are an alliance, shouldn't we go down and rescue them?" A young man next to him was a little puzzled. How to unite and advance and retreat together when facing the powerful monsters on the Sky Grassland. Therefore, the consciousness of unity is far higher than that of monks of other sects. It's just that the old man, who has always been known for his prestige, made a decision that was contrary to his usual decision.

"Wu Lianhan, you have to understand that even in the Vault of Heaven Realm, we have many enemies. Right now, it's just a temporary alliance. Whether it's taking down Mochizuki's Immortal Cultivation Realm in the future or retreating after defeat, we have to be the same as before. Is it the enemy or the enemy. The current allies dare to let go of their hatred temporarily because of the alliance relationship, but they are not really letting go. Although our Flying Cavalry tribe is famous, but after all, the number is too small, especially the birds, which have been passed down from generation to generation. The scale is not easy to replenish. Our advantage is in the air. Once we land on the ground, we will use our own weaknesses to attack the strengths of others. Not only will we not be able to suppress the opponent, but it will cause heavy casualties. As for the alliance, our flying cavalry fighters have already taken responsibility Such a large area, exhausted, what else can they say." The stout old man snorted.

"The moon-watching monks on the ground just now are not weak. Could it be that we really watched them kill all of us in the sky world?" Another flying warrior still said a little bit unwillingly.

"Notify the sect and let them send reinforcements. Our people can't afford it." The stout old man's heart was as hard as iron. Although he heard screams from inside from time to time, he was still unmoved.

After a long time, the fierce fighting in the mine gradually subsided, and no Puritan monks came out. Obviously, the previous foreign monks had all been killed in the mine. The Puritan monks who survived the battle did not dare to come out to face the terrifying attack power of the Flying Cavalry tribe.

It's just that the members of the Flying Cavalry Tribe did not leave, but were responsible for covering the battlefield to prevent the Puritan monks in the mine from escaping while they were away.

In less than an hour, another group of twelve Foundation Establishment cultivators arrived, raised their heads expressionlessly, and snorted at the flying cavalry tribe hovering in the air, did not speak, and did not appreciate their notification Well, the pungent smell of blood in the mine had already explained everything. Although the people from the Flying Cavalry tribe had notified them, to some extent they could be regarded as helpless.

The stout old man didn't care about the indifference of the visitor, he just cupped his fists slightly, "My tribe just had a hard fight, and it still takes time"

Before the stout old man finished speaking, a red eagle-shaped firework rose in the sky farther away. The expressions of the flying knights present changed slightly.

"The tribe is in a hurry, please leave!"

"Why did these members of the Flying Tribe leave in such a hurry?" Wu Yan saw the twelve black eagles in the sky galloping away, a little faster than when they came, and she was very angry. I can't help being a little curious.

"Judging from the current situation, the monks of the Flying Cavalry tribe are also quite defensive against the alien forces of the alliance. The only thing that can make them angry is that their own tribe has suffered losses."

"The people of the Flying Cavalry tribe are already so powerful, especially when they fight in groups. Their combat power is terrifying. They come and go whenever they want. Who can hurt them?" Yan Feng asked in puzzlement.

"The world is so big, there are so many capable people and different people. Although the Flying Cavalry tribe is difficult, it is not invincible. It's just that we haven't encountered it before. But looking at it this way, our opportunity has come." Cao Haihua smiled. They looked at each other with Lu Xiaotian, and they smiled knowingly. Although he wanted to establish his own authority before, and he had some grudges against Lu Xiaotian, but at this moment, it seems that Lu Xiaotian has no intention of competing with him for the position of captain, and he is extremely stable in handling things, which is undoubtedly better than that of the Dai brothers. , seems more appropriate.