Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 122 Golden Winged Thunder Peng (Update 1)

“Six days have passed. I don’t know whether the flow of time in the secret realm is different from the outside world, or whether it took too long to enter that special space.”

Bai Zichen learned the specific date from the third transfer station and said to himself that it was bad.

 with Senior Brother Gu Xisheng That day, I made an appointment to rush to Hou'er Mountain on my own in five days. Fortunately, the news battle that reached the third transfer station yesterday has not yet started.

Taken out the Yinzhu Sword, transformed into a bright sword light, and flew out at the fastest speed.

“According to the battle report, Houer Mountain is the last second-level spiritual vein before Feiyue Lake, and the planned sixth transfer station will be built here.”

Bai Zichen recalled the content of the battle report he had seen before. The biggest reason why he could not attack for a long time was that there was a blue-eyed golden-eyed ape on the second level of Hou'er Mountain.

 There is only one last step left before becoming a third-level demon king.

Moreover, ape monsters are always smarter than monsters of the same level and are extremely difficult to deal with.

This ape with blue eyes and golden eyes is equivalent to the foundation-building perfection among humans. It holds a simple polished fine iron rod, and no one in the army of land reclamation can be its opponent.

 It requires the joint efforts of many people to cope with it.

Coupled with the dozen or so second-order demon monkeys in Houer Mountain, the first-order apes all over the mountains and plains have not achieved much results even in several battles.

At this time, people were further mobilized from within the sect, and even the masters of Fu Hall and Chuan Gong Hall were present in person.

"No matter how powerful the green-eyed golden-eyed ape is, it's no use. Five thousand monks, nearly forty foundation builders, but they didn't want to pay too much price before... When necessary, the battle formation will be pushed forward, and then used talismans to contain it. , first cut off the other second-order monkey demons, and finally besiege them."

“As long as you are not a third-level demon king, it is impossible for you to escape!”

Bai Zichen was daydreaming about the battle in Hou'er Mountain when he heard a thunder behind him and a black shadow chasing him.

 “What…is flying pretty fast.”

The speed of the black shadow is much faster than that of the colorful white clouds, and it can catch up to half of the full flight of the Yinzhu Sword.

Bai Zichen was curious. He put away the light of his sword for a moment and saw clearly the rapidly enlarging black shadow.

 It has two wings on its back, and its whole body is covered with golden feathers, which are as dazzling as the scorching sun.

The top of the head is raised, and the roar from the open mouth is like thunder and roaring. It is a handsome and majestic big bird, with its wings spread out for more than two feet.

 The second-level low-grade flying monster, the golden-winged thunder roc.

“Gold-winged Lei Peng doesn’t all live in Tianlei Cliff, so why did they come to this direction..."

Of course Bai Zichen recognized this famous flying monster. Tianlei Cliff was only more than three thousand miles away from Qingfengmen Mountain Gate. It could be said to be on the side of the bed.

But the terrain of Tianlei Cliff is steep and non-foundation-building monks cannot climb it.

Flying monsters like the Golden-winged Lei Peng are generally no match for foundation-building monks, and they can easily be at a disadvantage in aerial battles.

The Golden-winged Thunder Peng Demon King is already a third-level high-grade demon beast. He fought against Master Ge Cang once ten years ago, and the outcome was indistinguishable.

 A variety of factors led to Qingfengmen staying close to the site and not including Tianlei Ya among the land reclamation targets.

The golden-winged Lei Peng who appeared here saw the distance between him and the target shortening, and let out a sharp roar. Thunder light flashed on his wings, and his speed increased by 20%.

Before he even got close, a fierce wind blew up.

 “Well done!”

 Bai Zichen had been looking for a second-level monster to try his sword, but now a monster actually came to his door.

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For Bai Zichen, who was broke and still owed foreign debts, he was like a moving spiritual stone. There was no way he could let go.

 Sacrifice the bell of all living beings, and lower the big bronze bell to the top of your head.

The golden-winged Lei Peng unexpectedly turned around and did not hit the shadow of the bronze bell. Instead, it flew away and scraped against the bronze bell with its hard golden feathers, making a heart-wrenching metal scratching sound.

Bai Zichen soon discovered that it was no wonder that the sect was wary of the Golden-winged Thunder Poc. There were so many records of foundation-building monks losing to this flying monster in the past.

Not only is the Golden-winged Lei Peng's speed astonishing, but for such a huge size, it is still flexible. It has braked and turned at impossible times several times, and then flew away before attacking from weird angles.

Sharp beak, sharp claws, feathers, wings... every part of the golden-winged Lei Peng's body is used as an attack weapon.

The raised crown of flesh on the top of the head also condenses thunder and lightning from time to time, turning into a bolt of lightning and coming suddenly, making people unable to react at all.

Bai Zichen intended to test the effect of the clock of all living beings. The sound bamboo sword in his hand was hidden and not fired. He used the method newly realized last time to activate the sword's light with some magic power.

Just every moment, the white sword light attacked him and saved him, leaving golden-winged Lei Peng with little blood flowers on his body.

 After testing for a long time, the defensive effect of the All-Being Clock is very clear.

Bai Zichen pinched the spell, and the bronze bell soared into the sky. The light and shadow doubled again, directly covering the golden-winged thunder roc.

 Then it quickly shrank, making the range of activities of the Golden-winged Lei Peng smaller and smaller.

Boom!

The golden-winged thunder roc roared sharply, and the crown of flesh on its head was blood-red. It blasted out several bolts of lightning, and at the same time it swung its wings rapidly and hit it.

The phantom of the bronze bell was bombarded by lightning one after another, and was quickly cut by the steel-like feathers on its wings. It actually broke a big hole, and was rushed out by the golden-winged Lei Peng.

Bai Zichen took back the clock and looked a little ugly.

“The conventional defense is barely better than the Red Gai Orb Umbrella. The trapping effect of this attack is very poor. It is basically impossible to trap opponents at the same level... It is both offensive and defensive, even offensively, and defensively weak.”

The clock of all living things seems to be a very powerful spiritual weapon, but in Bai Zichen's eyes, it is just ordinary.

Mainly relying on the power of his flying sword, the offensive spiritual weapons that can enter the eyes are either extremely powerful or have special effects.

The purpose of the test was achieved, but Bai Zichen couldn't bear to keep entangled with the golden-winged Lei Peng. The bright sword light shot through the sky, and its power was like lightning, flint, and thunder.

Gold-winged Lei Peng's head was penetrated by a sword light, but he still flapped his wings and pounced fiercely.

It makes people sigh at the tyrannical vitality of the monster. At the same time, it can only replenish two swords. Two sword holes were opened at the heart, and blood surged.

 Finally, it fell vertically to the ground like a kite that had lost its string.

When he was about to hit the ground, Bai Zichen used a mana to drag down the golden-winged Lei Peng, letting his body slowly land on the ground to ensure that it was intact.

“Yes, the sword hole has been reduced by two points.”

Bai Zichen checked the three sword holes on Golden-winged Lei Peng. They were all only as thick as a little finger and smiled with satisfaction.

　　Before, although he could defeat the golden-winged Lei Peng, there was a high probability that the sword light would blast the monster into several pieces.

 Looking happy, it is actually caused by the inability to control it perfectly and the power of the sword light leaking out.

Now the sword light is restrained, and it seems that its lethality has been reduced, but in fact it has converged to one point.

 Outside of the sword light, there will be no excess uncontrolled power. Within the sword light, there is pure and ultimate killing.

Taken out the Demon Suppressing Peach Wood Sword, this flying sword has almost become his special flying sword for collecting monster materials.

 First of all, it was the golden feathers, which were all plucked out.

These feathers are enough to refine three to five high-quality magic weapons, or one top-quality magic weapon.

The other is the sharp beak, sharp claws, and the more valuable meat crown. This is where the golden-winged Lei Peng stores the thunder spiritual power. Many weapon refiners will buy it at a high price.

“It’s a pity that half of the blood was lost, otherwise the essence blood of the second-level monster could be sold for a lot of spiritual stones...”

Bai Zichen felt distressed and filled two jade bottles with the blood of the Golden-winged Thunder Peng. This blood can be sold to body-refining monks or made into high-grade talismans.

Talisman cultivators can use this kind of high-grade talisman ink mixed with the essence and blood of second-level monsters to draw talismans, which can greatly increase the success rate of drawing talismans.

The flesh and blood of a second-order monster is several times that of a first-order monster, and it is estimated to be worth seventy or eighty spirit stones.

With the idea that mosquito legs are also meat, Bai Zichen took out another low-grade storage bag, specially used to store the flesh and blood of monsters.

“But at this rate, this storage bag will be full soon... It’s best to find another medium-grade storage bag and only put monster materials.”

Bai Zichen has now personally participated in the land reclamation war, and has many opportunities to fight against second-level monsters.

According to the sect’s rules, any monsters killed by the foundation-building monks alone without the help of battle formations can use their own materials.

 It would be a pity to miss a lot of monster materials because there is not enough storage space.

 …

 Houter Mountain.

There are neither famous mountains nor steep natural chasms here, just because the ape with green eyes and golden eyes blocked the land reclamation army for a full month.

But with the arrival of Ying Zhong, the master of the Chuan Gong Hall, Luo Qiuzhen, the master of the Fu Hall, and Liang Yu, the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, three late-stage foundation-building monks have gathered here.

The three of them worked together, even if they couldn't take down the blue-eyed golden-eyed ape for a while, they could still make it unable to escape, making it impossible to save other apes.

“The newly arrived 1,200 casual cultivators have undergone drills and can barely keep up with the battle formation... Three days later, we will launch a general attack according to the previous arrangement. We must capture Houer Mountain!”

 In the temporary camp, Liang Yu assigned tasks to everyone.

Only the elders of the Qingfeng Sect are here, and the other foundation-building monks are not allowed to enter. They will be notified after they reach a decision.

After Mo Qianyuan's death, there was no longer a late-stage foundation-building monk in the family of immortal cultivators, and the remaining ones with the highest level of cultivation were only in the middle-stage foundation-building stage.

In such an occasion, strength means everything. If the strength is not enough, those cultivating families and casual cultivators will certainly have no say.

“I heard from people below that one of the elders of the sect has not yet arrived...Senior Brother Liang, is this possible?”

 After all the discussions were over and they were about to leave, Luo Qiuzhen suddenly asked a question.

"Senior Brother Liang, your Law Enforcement Hall is responsible for supervising the monks of the sect. You must not neglect it... Even if you are an elder of the sect, you must find out if there is any problem."

"That's right, this person is Bai Zichen, and he didn't arrive with us. We were promised to arrive in five days, but now a whole day has passed. I think he is afraid of monsters and can't avoid the fight!"

Lan Hong looked cold and said loudly.

 “It’s actually him!”

“No way, Bai Zichen is known as the sect’s number one genius in the past century, and his progress in cultivation has been vigorous and vigorous... If he is afraid of the enemy and avoids fighting, how can he have the mental strength to break through the realm so quickly.”

 Some elders held different opinions and spoke out to refute.

"It's hard to say. Who can say that Senior Sister Zhou Suqing is not a genius in cultivation... But she has no talent at all in fighting skills. She can only stay in the transfer hall to teach disciples and study spells."

"When I came out of seclusion, I heard that the sect had a new talented swordsman brother, and I wanted to spar with him to discuss the art of swordsmanship. After looking at it today, I realized that he is as timid as a mouse... Such a character , no matter how fast your cultivation progresses, don’t even think about how many achievements you can make in the way of swordsmanship!”

 A middle-aged elder with a sinister face leaned against the wall holding a golden sword and said disdainfully.

It was Shura Guangwu, the only foundation-building sword in Qingfeng Sect before Bai Zichen.

 (End of this chapter)