Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 133 I was almost defeated by him?

“At the original meeting, the elders did not agree to choose Feiyue Lake as the target for land reclamation. There is some truth in it... Fighting in this water area is too inconvenient for the monks!”

Bai Zichen watched helplessly as a group of monks were broken into formation by water arrows sprayed out from the sky by an iron crocodile, killing everyone in the team.

But the river clam monster in front of him had astonishing defenses. Not even the light of his own sword could break its shell.

Even if two clam shells are clamped together, a huge suction force will be generated, making the sword light shake and almost become unstable.

Being entangled in this river clam, Bai Zichen didn't have time to save the group of monks.

“Damn it, the spiritual power fluctuations of the second-order low-grade monsters are even more difficult to deal with than the second-order mid-grade monsters… Why are there so many weird monsters and monsters in the water!”

Bai Zichen complained that it was indeed much more difficult to capture Feiyue Lake than Qingniu Valley.

 At least there are the same group of monsters in Qingniu Valley. They are simple and crude, and it is much easier to deal with them.

After dozens of rounds of sword light, the aura of the two-sided clam shell was finally dimmed, and the suction force became vague. With one strike of the sword, the clam was split into two halves.

 Saw a sparkling object underneath, brought it up with a roll of sword light, and dropped it into the palm of his hand.

A clam bead the size of a grape, round and flawless. When you hold it in your hand, a warm feeling penetrates into it, making it warm and comfortable.

Bai Zichen put away the clam beads and looked at the direction where the iron crocodile was wreaking havoc. Two foundation-building monks had already arrived.

  Unfortunately, the group of monks had suffered heavy casualties, and less than half of them could still move.

“The five-color light armor activated by Patriarch Ge Cang just now is a five-crystal glazed body? It can actually fight directly against the third-level demon king. I wonder when I can reach the third level..."

 Bai Zichen looked at the place covered by the formation flags and separated by layers of space. He was deeply impressed by the figure of Master Ge Cang waving his fist to meet the dragon.

If one’s cultivation level catches up with the real person Jiedan, it cannot be achieved in a short time.

That is not completely impossible on the five-crystal glazed body.

The higher the level of this body-training technique, the more obvious his training speed advantage will be.

At this point in the war, the front line of the land reclamation army has become longer and longer and more and more dispersed.

 This is because the terrain of Feiyue Lake is determined by the crisscrossing waters and several bifurcated rivers. It can only be broken into parts before further chasing the monster.

 Fortunately, Qingfeng Sect has a deep foundation and has made thorough preparations. All battle formations, talismans, and magical weapons are used to restrain water-based monsters. Otherwise, the casualties would have been much heavier.

Countless spiritual lights flashed, magic weapons collided, and the sky was almost turned red by various fire talismans.

 The entire Feiyue Lake is like a huge cooking pot being placed on the firewood, and the lake water is constantly heating up.

The Wind Shuttle above the head suddenly changed its direction and aimed at one place. The thunder light gathered and three Nine-Sky Thunder Cannon were fired at the same time.

 “There is a difficult monster over there!”

 The role of the three wind shuttles and five-color ships is not to kill many monsters, but to be able to have an overview of the overall situation from a high position.

 Once you are in trouble, use war weapons to provide remote support.

 At the same time, he was sending out a signal to guide monks like Bai Zichen who had the energy to go to the rescue.

 “It’s from the Bai family!”

 Bai Zichen crossed the small island in the middle of the lake with his sword and came to the other side of Feiyue Lake. At a glance, he saw several familiar figures below.

 …

Bai Xianzhong went into battle one after another with five golden rings in front of him, and smashed them randomly at an iron turtle. Only sparks flew everywhere, but no real damage was caused.

 Zhihe Taoist took out a pile of talismans and blew them gently, turning them into a group of flying cranes and poking at the iron turtle.

Not to mention that it failed to cause any damage, Iron Turtle shook his body, and two flying cranes were hit. Like bubbles being popped, they turned back into talisman paper.

Taoist Zhihe's face turned blue and white, and his proud paper talisman technique became a joke in front of the second-level low-grade Tie Gui.

 In fact, the art of transforming talisman paper into shape still has merit.

Although this group of flying cranes are weak in body, their lethality is close to the level of Qi Refining Dzogchen.

If you are an ordinary foundation-building monk, if you encounter more than ten at once, you will inevitably be in a hurry for a moment.

It's a pity that in front of the second-order iron turtle that can't break through the defense, it really became a decoration.

“Fellow Daoist Bai, what should we do?”

Taoist Zhihe’s voice was trembling, and he already had a hint of retreat.

 “Hold on, reinforcements will be arriving soon!”

Bai Xianzhong boosted morale. Behind him were hundreds of family monks, including those from his own family, the Mozhu Bai family, the Xiangzhu Chen family, and the Hongye Fang family...

 As soon as he retreats, these monks will only die.

Moreover, Qingfengmen severely punishes those who escape during the battle, and the liquidation after the war will even affect the family.

Even if Bai Xianzhong died in battle, he would not be able to leave his team and escape.

"These are two iron turtles. It's up to you and me to resist them."

There are two iron turtles in front of me, one big and one small. They look like they are crawling slowly, but in fact they are climbing on all fours very fast.

Several fire snakes condensed in the battle formation, burning the head or limbs of the iron turtle. They either had to bear it forcefully, or they sprayed out a water ball to extinguish them.

 In addition to slowing down the Iron Turtle's progress, it also did not cause any damage.

Taoist Zhihe's eyes were wandering wildly. Anyway, the descendants in the battle formation behind him were not taken seriously by him.

Even if you die, you won’t be too sad.

　　Boom! boom! boom!

Three bowl-sized thunderbolts struck down. Before the sound came, the thunderbolts had already arrived, blasting the smaller iron turtle directly into the ground.

 A moment later, the iron turtle staggered out of the pit again.

The Nine-Sky Thunder Cannon could not cause any more damage except that its left hind limb was scorched black and drooped on the ground, walking with a limp.

 “Golden Scaled Heavenly Dragon Slash, chop it open for me!”

Bai Xianzhong bit the tip of his tongue and sacrificed this high-grade spiritual weapon obtained from Qingfeng Sect. The flowing golden scales were connected in a line to form a half-length dragon shape.

 The dragon's head is the sword, and the dragon's tail is the handle, which is held in Bai Xianzhong's hand.

With the fertilized blood stimulating, the dragon form condensed into two parts again, slashed hard, and struck the slightly injured iron turtle with all his strength.

 There was a sharp collision of gold and stone. The dragon head and the turtle shell were at loggerheads, pressing the iron turtle in place and letting out a painful howl.

“Baidao’s friendly skills, I will help you to lure away another iron turtle!”

Seeing this astonishing strike, Zhihe Taoist gained some confidence. He took out a jade flute and played a tune. A harsh sound wave was transmitted to the ears of another iron turtle, causing it to spin in place.

Bai Xianzhong secretly complained that the Golden Scaled Dragon Slash was stuck on the iron tortoise shell, making him unable to advance or retreat.

The accumulated power of the sword gradually declined, and in the end it was unable to withstand the iron turtle's counterattack. A burst of gray light flashed on the turtle shell, and the dragon shape disintegrated, splitting into countless golden scales, and returned to Bai Xianzhong's hands like a bird returning to the forest.

 Poof!

Bai Xianzhong's body's mana was trembling and he had suffered some hidden injuries. He was about to muster up his mana and prepare to use his blood essence to activate the spiritual weapon again.

　　咻!

A bright sword light filled the sky and the earth, occupying the entire field of vision in Bai Xianzhong's eyes, and directly nailed the iron turtle to the ground.

 There is a sword hole as thick as a finger in the center of the turtle shell, with no trace of outward cracking and the center of the hole is smooth.

　　“You guys stand back and leave this to me!”

Bai Zichen's clear voice sounded, and the sword light surged, cutting off the life of the smaller iron turtle.

 “Brother Chen, be careful...”

Bai Xianzhong was overjoyed. As soon as he opened his mouth to remind him, he was shocked to find that Bai Zichen had already killed an iron turtle with a sword.

At the same time, the other iron turtle was also shrouded in sword light.

 Just a few swords, in their eyes, like an iron wall, the indestructible gray turtle shell began to be in danger.

“It’s a pity that it’s hard to use the sword energy and thunder sound, otherwise this kind of ordinary monster can be killed with three or five swords...”

That's right, this kind of iron turtle, which only has defense and no special magical powers, is just an ordinary monster in Bai Zichen's eyes now, and it is not worth taking a second look.

Far inferior to the river clam before, which made him feel a little troublesome.

However, Senior Brother Liang Yu and Senior Brother Zhang both reminded themselves not to use Sword Qi Leiyin in crowded places and try to delay the exposure time.

 There is a difference in the shock brought by a swordsmanship genius and a peerless swordsmanship genius who has mastered the sword energy and thunder sound in the early stage of foundation building.

 The former was informed by the Ghost Spirit Sect, and Bai Zichen was simply listed as a key observation object.

 The latter will most likely be regarded as a sure-kill target by the Ghost Spirit Sect, and will send out manpower to ambush and kill him when he travels.

A peerless swordsmanship genius who has mastered the sword energy and thunder sound early, and also has the hope of forming a pill. As long as Bai Zichen grows up, which of the Ghost Spirit Sect's foundation-building monks can block his sword?

 Isn’t it just another smaller version of Ancestor Ge Cang?

It would be even more troublesome if Bai Zichen was allowed to form an elixir. The real person who formed the elixir from the Ghost Spirit Sect might lose his life as soon as he left the sect.

In order to kill this possibility, it is worth spending a lot of money to take action in advance.

According to Liang Yu, as long as he can hide for a few years, when Bai Zichen ends his travels and returns to the sect, he can simply practice to the late stage of foundation building in one go.

Even if the Ghost Spirit Sect decided to send Master Jiedan to bully the big one, it would be impossible to attack the mountain gate and kill him.

However, Liang Yu said this in a joking tone and did not really mean it.

From the early stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building, Patriarch Ge Cang of Tianlinggen spent forty years, and Yilinggen of Wei Dao spent more than sixty years.

Bai Zichen's revealed aptitudes are no more than three spiritual roots. Even if he has a hidden spirit body, the senior sect members believe that it will take between eighty to one hundred years for him to reach the late stage of foundation building.

 After spending nearly a hundred years in the sect, I really want to become a tortoise.

Liang Yu also considered that for a sword cultivator, suppressing his nature for a long time and trapping him in one place may affect his progress in the realm of swordsmanship.

 So there is no such plan at all.

As long as Bai Zichen can practice steadily to the middle stage of foundation building, he will basically have enough power to protect himself when he goes to the secret hall to pick up some of the treasures left by his ancestors.

 Even though Bai Zichen deliberately hid his clumsiness, Tie Gui couldn't hold on for long—

 Sword Qi Leiyin mainly enhances the sword cultivator's continuous combat ability and the feasibility of controlling two swords at the same time.

With a single flying sword, the lethality is somewhat reduced, but the difference is not very big.

On the twelfth sword, Bai Zichen found a spiritual power node on the gray turtle shell, and finally broke through the defense and killed the beast.

In the battle formation behind him, a female cultivator dressed in plain clothes and with skin as white as snow looked at the elegant young man. With a few swords, he killed the two demonic beasts that hundreds of monks, clan leaders and senior Zhihe Taoist were helpless. Her red lips opened slightly for a long time. Close up.

"He is Bai Zichen...no, the elder Bai from your family?"

Beside Bai Ling, Chen Xiu, who had red lips and white teeth and was as handsome as a woman, seemed lost and asked in an unbelievable tone.

Seeing Bai Ling nod, Chen Xiu stared blankly at the sky.

“I actually narrowly lost to him? Just barely, and saw a chance to win?”

 Chen Xiu had a feeling in his heart that this would become the most worthy thing to boast about in his life.

 (End of this chapter)