Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

On the battlefield, five Golden Core cultivators stood in the air, offering their respective magic weapons, and were about to bombard the militiamen below.

No matter how many militiamen you have with spiritual tools, they are still useless and vulnerable in front of Jindan cultivators.

Boom!

The five Golden Core cultivators made a move, like Tianwei, with the power to destroy heaven and earth, and many militiamen were already trembling.

At the same time, the 1,000 black water troops who were sparsely hidden among the militias had already sacrificed the bazooka on their backs the moment the Golden Core cultivator flew into the air.

At this moment, 1,000 bazookas blasted towards the five Golden Core cultivators in the air at the same time.

The power of each bazooka is slightly stronger than that of a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Now that 1,000 bazookas are sacrificed at the same time, it is equivalent to 1,000 late-stage foundation-building monks using their full strength to strike.

Facing such a majestic attack, even the most feared Jindan cultivator did not dare to lighten his edge.

1,000 rocket launchers and five magic weapons met in mid-air, bursting out with blazing brilliance.

On the ground below, just some of the power leaked from the collision between the two sides has turned some militiamen who were relatively close to charcoal.

In this collision between the two sides, it was obvious that the bazooka had the upper hand. At that time, three magic weapons were blown out of color and almost fell to the ground.

The remaining two magic weapons also had dim light, and were taken back by their masters.

The five Golden Core cultivators were horrified. They had never fought against others like this in their life.

In their eyes, a group of insignificant qi training and foundation building, relying on their superiority in numbers, used a one-time magic weapon they had never seen before, and even had a slight upper hand when it came to hard-pressing the Golden Core cultivator.

Seeing that the trick was successful, the Blackwater Army immediately launched a second round of bazookas, and another 1,000 bazookas roared towards the five targets in the air.

Moreover, the 1,000 rocket launchers this time are different.

Fugui saw that the effect of the 1000 rocket launchers just now was too poor, and even a Jindan was not killed.

He took out dozens of bazookas that he had treasured, and distributed them to a few people around him, asking them to replace them with this one.

When the caravan came back last time, Zhang He brought back some mutated Thunder Spirit Grass seeds.

After these mutated Thunder Spirit Grass seeds are activated, their explosive power is equivalent to the magic attack of a foundation-builder cultivator.

These dozens of special rocket launchers are all filled with mutated Thunder Spirit Grass seeds.

They have also tested this kind of bazooka filled with mutated Thunder Spirit Grass seeds, and it is definitely not weaker than Jindan's strike.

This time, 1000 bazookas blasted in front of them again. The five Golden Core cultivators had suffered some losses just now, so they didn't dare to be careless.

The two sides once again collided violently in the air.

At this time, the spells and magic weapons sacrificed by the five people immediately shattered and dissipated like bubbles after meeting the rocket.

The bazooka remained unstoppable, and continued to bombard the five Golden Core cultivators. Among them, five rocket launchers were more distinctive, and the aura they emitted was at least much stronger than ordinary Golden Core monks.

Boom!

The five Golden Core cultivators in the air were engulfed in billowing flames.

This time it was two bursts. When the previous round was just launched, regardless of the result, the Black Water Army immediately sacrificed another 1,000 bazookas and blasted them directly at the five people in the air.

The five Golden Core cultivators had their magic weapons shattered just now, and were then engulfed by the explosion flames of the bazooka.

At this moment, the hair and beard of the five people who had just escaped from the flames had been scorched.

But before they could catch their breath, another bazooka flew towards them.

The five were once again engulfed in flames from the bazooka explosion.

Being attacked by rocket launchers twice in a row is like being besieged by more than 1,000 foundation-building monks at the same time, and among the 1,000 foundation-building monks, there are also several Golden Core monks hiding, sneaking up on them insignificantly.

The good luck of the five people seemed to have run out, and the five Jindan powerhouses fell from the sky one after another like rain, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

Seeing that his side and the Golden Core cultivator also fell from the air, the many cultivators below were still thinking about attacking.

Those who were close to him went over to check on the fallen Golden Core cultivator to see if he was dead, and if so, they could collect the body by the way.

If he didn't die, he should be rewarded for saving a few big nobles by the way.

The rest of the people all turned around and ran away.

The first contact between the two parties ended hastily.

Clean the battlefield quickly!

With Fugui's loud shout, everyone rummaged through the ground to pick up the body of the dead, and picked up some useful weapons and equipment and put them away.

At this time, there were corpses everywhere on the ground, including rebel monks and ordinary militiamen.

This time in the battle against the rebels, the rebels killed about 5,000 people, and the militia also died two to three thousand people.

In addition to being beheaded by the opponent at the beginning, the militiamen suffered the most casualties when they collided with the Golden Core cultivator, and were burnt to charred corpses by the leaked power.

After hastily packing up the loot, the Black Water Army and the militia also left here quickly. They just defeated the opponent's forward, and there are hundreds of thousands of monsters behind.

He can only back away now.

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On the other side, Zhang He learned from the Shadow Pavilion that the army of demons had already killed his lair.

Zhang Daoyou, I think this must be the demon's trick to lure the enemy, because they can't find us, so they just lure us into the bait now.

When Zhang He proposed to go back to rescue, Qi Yun opposed it.

It's not that Zhang He didn't think about it, but Heishui County is the foundation of his monks, and the families of the Blackwater Army are still there.

Including his own only two family members, they are still staying in Heishui City.

Therefore, the Blackwater Army under him very much hoped that he could lead his troops back to rescue Blackwater Town, including the monks of the Qi family, who also hoped to be able to return to help.

Although Qi Yun sent away the elite children of the clan, that was only a small part, and most of the Qi family still stayed in Lu State.

In addition, Zhang He has another consideration. At present, the southern part of Lu country is the only place that has not been slaughtered by the demon army.

If the demons are allowed to occupy the southern part of Lu State, there may be no one in Lu State in the future.

Based on what they saw during guerrilla warfare during this period, there were not many people in the entire country of Lu.

The population of the enemy-occupied area was almost wiped out by the demons.

Now there are only a few million people left in this small corner in the south of Lu country.

If these millions of people were also slaughtered by demons, there would really be no people in Lu country in the future, and it would no longer be suitable for the survival of human forces.

Any force must have a population base. Without a large population at the bottom, who will do all the dirty work?

Moreover, if he wants a large number of elite talents, he must also have a large population base in order to select suitable talents from them.

Losing Heishui County, the decades of effort since time travel would be in vain.