Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

'It's so boring and so weak.'

With a loud roar, the small barrier built in front shattered, revealing several monks who were resisting stubbornly inside.

"He who colluded with the devil cultivators will be killed immediately!"

Lu Zhi gave the order coldly, and then his team of a hundred men attacked without mercy.

The monks who hang out in the outer sea usually have unique skills, but the number gap is too big nowadays. How can a few people defeat hundreds of people who cooperate with each other?

Originally they were just relying on the hidden formation, but when this formation was discovered, it would be a countdown to death.

"We are willing to surrender, please show mercy."

Some people wanted to surrender, but they were attacked with various talismans and spells. The Great Zhou Academy ordered that there should be no mercy for the cultivators who were involved with the Little Demon Abyss.

Thus, the resentment and insults subsided in just a few breaths, and then the battlefield was cleaned up.

After destroying the small group of people who had accidentally discovered this, Lu Zhi took out a palm-sized token from his arms. After rotating the pattern on it, a voice sounded from inside:

"This is the Baishan Thirteenth Battalion of the Western Demon-Slaying Army. Captain Lu Zhi, what can I do for you?"

Lu Zhi reported what happened here, and then heard the token say:

"The situation has been understood and recorded. I am now ordering your team to head five hundred miles east. We have discovered a gathering place of demon cultivators there. You will cooperate with the other two teams to eliminate this stronghold."

"Lu Zhi obeys the order."

After a brief conversation, Lu Zhi carefully put the token into his arms, and then the deputy team leader next to him stepped forward and said:

"It's really convenient. With this magic weapon that can transmit sound over a thousand miles and communicate in real time, we can deal with these demon cultivators just like opening our eyes. They are scattered like sand, and we can capture them little by little. I heard that other forces have suffered casualties, but we have no one dead yet."

Lu Zhi glanced at the deputy team leader with a bad mouth. This guy was stronger than himself and was already in the middle stage of foundation building. However, he was still a deputy team leader because he was too talkative.

"Just follow orders, let's go quickly."

Lu Zhi greeted about a hundred cultivators. Among them, there were about ten disciples of Qingyuan Sect who served as the backbone. The rest were independent cultivators from small groups, and more were cultivators from vassal families of Qingyuan Sect in Baishan.

At this moment, the team led by Lu Zhi was on an archipelago thousands of miles away from Wei Island.

There are many cultivators hiding here who have dealings with the Little Demon Abyss. According to the Great Zhou Academy, they should first eliminate these peripheral cultivators and then calmly attack the Little Demon Abyss.

According to statistics, there are about five to six thousand monks hidden in the thousands of islands in this archipelago. Most of them are people who practice the ghost and magic ways. If they are all killed, there may be innocent people, but if we kill every other one, there will definitely be some that slip through the net.

The order from the token instructed Lu Zhi to join the other two teams and then launch an attack. This mode of command was much more efficient than the previous method of sending messages by messengers in person.

Over the years since the spiritual power transmission tower was born, Fang Qingyuan has been asking the masters of the instruments to continuously adjust it. Now, the ability to make real-time calls is one of the major improvements.

However, this mode is not yet fully mature and can only be equipped at the team level in order to reduce the load on the spiritual power transmission tower.

Half an hour later, Lu Zhi jumped out of a spirit shuttle. This was a second-order, mid-grade cloud-piercing shuttle, known for its high speed. It could travel a thousand miles in an hour, which was much faster than the flying speed of Qi-refining cultivators.

After Lu Zhi got out of the shuttle, the rest of the team members got out of the shuttle like sardines.

"It's too painful. Can we apply for the 'Spiritual Cloud Boat' next time? This Cloud Shuttle is too small."

The deputy team leader complained as usual, thinking that it would be better for him to fly by himself than to ride on the Cloud-piercing Shuttle. However, considering the members of the Qi Refining Team, he could not come out without permission.

"It's good to have a seat. Do you think we are from Qiyun's side? Look at those external cultivators. They don't even have a shuttle."

Lu Zhi casually said that as a vassal of the Qingyuan Sect, they still have a second-order mid-grade flying shuttle, the Cloud Piercing Shuttle, for transportation. However, for those cultivators who come from all over the world to apply, the Great Zhou Academy does not provide any means of transportation, so everything depends on their own strength.

Of course, among all the cultivators, the Qiyun Sect received the best treatment, and the flying shuttles they rode were basically of the third stage.

Not only is the space inside spacious, but the defensive capabilities are also strong. A third-order magic array is arranged on the shuttle. Unlike his own, if the Cloud Piercing Shuttle is hit, it will only become a huge fireball.

There were people coming towards him, and Lu Zhi stepped forward to greet them. The two people were Yuan Chujiu and Zhang Benshan.

The two of them are both leaders of vassal families of Baishan Qingyuan Sect. Currently, they are leading a team of hundreds of people with their own clansmen as the core and other independent cultivators as the auxiliary.

The three of them were acquaintances. After a brief greeting, Yuan Chujiu introduced to Lu Zhi the mountains hidden in the fog ahead.

"This is a protective barrier that our team discovered by chance. The mist is its external appearance. Based on the size of the barrier, we analyzed that there should be a big fish inside. I can't handle it all by myself, so I reported it to the sect and sent you two to help."

Zhang Benshan also said:

"The three hundred-man teams should be able to handle it together. Even if there are Jindan cultivators on the opposite side, we can hold out until reinforcements arrive."

"In that case, let's just fight. We have the advantage in this battle."

After discussing for a moment, the three decided to take action directly, so the three teams of 100 people took up their positions and prepared to attack.

Of course, this decision was also notified to the battalion headquarters through the spiritual power receiving token.

According to the division, there are ten centuries in a battalion, and each century is divided into ten squads.

In the team organized by Fang Qingyuan, there are a total of fifteen battalions, which are directly under the command of Fang Qingyuan. With the existence of the spiritual power transmission tower, Fang Qingyuan can issue orders to each team of 100 people.

Of course, Fang Qingyuan would not command these teams personally. He did not have the time to command 150 teams.

In the center of the battlefield, the deck of a huge shuttle that landed on the ground has now been transformed into a mobile spiritual power transmission tower base station.

There are more than a dozen houses under the transmission tower. In each house, there are seven or eight monks who have cultivated their spiritual sense and specialized in battle formation dispatch. They communicate with the hundred-man team on the front line from time to time and act as temporary commanders.

At the top of these people were Madam Hua, Liu Xun and a few others, who were giving real-time commands based on the information they received.

On the huge feng shui map, the green dots representing one hundred-man teams of one's own side were evenly distributed over the archipelago of nearly ten thousand miles in radius. Occasionally, several green dots would converge, but they would quickly intertwine.

But some green dots cluster together for long periods of time, which means there's trouble.

Soon, Liu Xun noticed the situation on Lu Zhi's side. The three teams of one hundred people had been staying there for a long time.

"what happened?"

Liu Xun directly asked the monks below, and the monk in charge of Lu Zhi's camp said:

"Lu Zhi and his team have discovered a hidden barrier, which they suspect is a gathering point for demonic cultivators. They are currently casting spells to break through the barrier."

It usually takes a while to attack the formation barrier before the spirit stones in the talisman disk are almost used up.

As for the cultivator who controls the talisman disk, if it is consumed for a long time, there are also cases where the spiritual energy source is insufficient and is drained on the spot.

"Tell Lu Zhi and the others to speed up, and don't be stingy with the Boundary Breaking Talismans. Use them when necessary. This is not Baishan. Although Boundary Breaking Talismans are precious, we have Da Zhou Academy to replenish them. Tell this kid not to hide them secretly and be reluctant to use them.

Oh, and arrange two more hundred-man teams to move toward him, just in case."

Liu Xun gave these orders in one breath, but he still felt it was not enough, so he added:

"Please select one of the Jindan guest officials we recruited to go and raid the battlefield. If he is not used, it would be the best. But if he is used, it can save more lives."

"As you command, Master."

After Liu Xun's order was given, the monk picked up the corresponding token in front of him and began to call them one by one. Soon he had mobilized two teams of one hundred men.

Finally, they mobilized the Jindan guest officials. There was a guest official nearby named "Feng Sanren". When he heard the request of the camp, he readily agreed.

Over the years, Baishan Qingyuan Sect has relied on its financial resources and the temptation of the purple crystal spirit fish to attract several Jindan guests, just to be used in this battle.

Therefore, in terms of hard power, the coalition forces of the Baishan Qingyuan Sect are no worse than the vassal families recruited by Fang Qingyuan in Qiyun. After all, among the six vassal families at the beginning, three were completely incapable of fighting, and Fang Qingyuan did not bring them this time.

Outside Misty Mountain, listening to the order from the camp, Lu Zhi took out the boundary-breaking talisman issued by the Great Zhou Academy with a painful feeling, and then found the other two and said:

"The headmaster asked us to make a quick decision. I see that we have been attacking this fog formation for more than an hour, and our spiritual power has been consumed to a certain extent. How about using this second-level superior-grade boundary-breaking talisman to directly blast it open?"

"Okay, let's do as Brother Lu says."

The other two had no objections either. Seeing this, Lu Zhi channeled spiritual energy into the boundary-breaking talisman in his hand.

After a few breaths, the boundary-breaking talisman activated by Lu Zhi's spiritual energy turned into a mysterious spiritual light and rushed into the foggy barrier in front.

The next moment, the originally foggy scene began to become clear.

But to Lu Zhi's surprise, the fog barrier had not been completely broken. The talisman that had just been used to break the barrier only eliminated half of its function.

Although this approach initially achieved Lu Zhi's goal, it was not safe enough.

So Lu Zhi said:

"Brothers, stop hiding it. Who of you can produce another world-breaking talisman?"

The Boundary-Breaking Talisman is a good thing. It is a strategic material and is difficult to buy in the Baishan area. Therefore, both Lu Zhi and the other two want to save it and use it as a treasure in the family in the future.

But Liu Xun was pressing, and Lu Zhi didn't have time to continue using the grinding method to grind out the remaining formations, so he could only think of the other two people.

"Use mine, but let me make it clear that if the next spoils you get are Boundary Breaking Talismans, you have to take an extra one."

Yuan Chujiu responded, and Zhang Benshan nodded in agreement. Regarding the distribution of the spoils of war, except for the two-thirds that were handed over to the sect, the remaining one-third would be distributed by themselves.

In war, it is easiest to become rich overnight, of course, provided you survive.

Yuan Chujiu also took out the boundary-breaking talisman with pain, and with a wave of his hand, he activated it and shot it into the barrier in front.

After a few breaths, the original fog barrier completely disappeared, and a mountain gate was exposed in front of everyone.

Dozens of monks with strange shapes saw the barrier being destroyed, and those who reacted quickly immediately fled to the rear.

"Each team will move forward in threes to cover each other, clear out all enemies, and crush them."

Lu Zhi began to give orders, and except for his own guards, the remaining nine teams, under the command of the team leaders, covered each other and rushed towards the mountain gate in front.

"Flame Talisman, Wind Shield, Water Shield"

These teams of monks began to put on various protective shields on themselves halfway through their journey. The poorer monks only used the common talismans distributed by the Da Zhou Academy.

Those who have some financial resources would use the second-level talismans from their own collections. After all, it concerns their own lives, and everyone would take it seriously.

In addition, the effects of various magical instruments and the skills they were performing began to take effect. Regardless of their true strength, just looking at these postures was enough to make the demon cultivators on the opposite side tremble in their hearts.

If the Baishan monks formed a large army, they would not be able to defeat the Qiyun monks, but this kind of small-scale battle is exactly what they are good at.

Driven by the desire for wealth, this group of Baishan monks rushed forward faster than each other and rushed into the group of demon cultivators in the blink of an eye.

Then there were continuous screams, one after another.

Lu Zhi brought ten personal guards with him to patrol the rear. He would usually only take action when there were tough enemies.

However, it would be very difficult for ordinary demon cultivators in the foundation-building stage to deal with a team of ten. After all, these people cooperate with each other, have all kinds of magical instruments and talismans, and the lowest level is the fifth or sixth level of Qi training. Quantitative change leads to qualitative change, and those demon cultivators who have just entered the foundation-building stage cannot kill any of them at all.

For example, the foundation-building demon cultivator in front of him, when he was targeted by a team of ten people, he did not run away at the first moment, but wanted to start a killing spree.

All we can say is that this demon cultivator's practice of magic techniques has damaged his brain, causing his character to become arrogant and reckless, without the cautiousness of an ordinary cultivator.

When this demon cultivator opened his mouth and spit out a tangible sound wave, it spread out over a hundred meters around his body, causing the atmosphere to vibrate into ripples visible to the naked eye.

"Watch out for the devil's voice, Xiao Hu, use the centering bell."

The team leader gave orders quickly, and Xiao Hu in the team used his own magic weapon, a huge bronze bell, to directly input spiritual energy and make it sound automatically.

The sound of a bell that soothes the mind and spirit enveloped everyone's heart. The demonic sound emitted by the foundation-building demon cultivator, which could originally have severely damaged everyone, now only made everyone feel upset and nauseous, without causing any serious consequences.

Seeing that the magic sound was ineffective, the devil cultivator sacrificed the ghost flag and summoned a dozen ghosts in the Qi training stage, rushing towards the crowd.

However, how could this brainless ghost be a match for the monks who were well prepared and well coordinated? It was completely destroyed within three or five rounds.

It was not until this time that the demon cultivator discovered that his previously tried and tested method of crushing the smaller foe was no longer effective.

I was so scared that my mind became clearer and I immediately thought of running away.

But he had missed the opportunity. With a glance, he saw that the other two teams of ten people in the surrounding area had quietly surrounded him after eliminating their targets.