Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 8 Bloody Battle at Hanxiu Peak (1)

The rockery and stone forest are winding and winding. The original intention is to create a landscape for rest, but the Xiuxian family garden still has a little element of formation. Although it will not kill the enemy, it is normal to turn back in circles if you take the wrong road.

 Bai Zichen and the others arrived near Hanxiu Peak smoothly and did not rush out. They observed that everything was normal on the main peak and that there were tribesmen running towards them in a hurry before they showed up with confidence.

If Jie Xiu came straight to Hanxiu Peak with the idea of ​​​​capturing the thief first, he would have fallen into a trap.

 Hanxiu Peak has obviously received the news and has entered the highest alert. The guards conducted strict inspections on everyone before they were allowed to enter. The protective formation has been activated, and the four-color spiritual light flashes, covering the entire mountain peak.

At this time, Bai Zichen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down completely soaked.

The effectiveness of the magic talisman disappeared, and the whole figure seemed to be overdrawn, with weakness and soreness deep in the bones.

"Mom! My mother is still at Qingfeng Cliff, I want to go to Qingfeng Cliff!" Fatty Bai seemed to have come to his senses after falling, and was about to rush out with red eyes.

"If you want to seek death, just go ahead. I will only stop you once. But you have to think clearly whether you want Aunt Song to sacrifice in vain, or whether you want to practice hard in the future to avenge her."

Bai Zichen stretched out his legs to trip up the fat man, said to him coldly, and then meditated on his own to recover. The magic power at the first level of Qi refining is better than nothing. At least he can escape faster than ordinary people.

Fatty Bai was scolded by him and no longer wanted to live or die. He fell to the ground and sobbed silently.

Gradually, the number of clan members on Hanxiu Peak increased. Some came after hearing the news, and some escaped here in a panic after being chased by the cultivators like Bai Zichen. The number has exceeded seventy people, accompanied by three to four hundred people. mortal.

 There are ordinary servants on the main peak, as well as people from various peak clans. Many of them have come to Hanxiu Peak.

Another group of tribesmen rushed over in panic, seeing that they were only a hundred feet away from Hanxiu Peak. As soon as these people showed expressions of joy in escaping, a black light rolled through behind them, mowing down the group of people like weeding, and lying on the ground. The ground was wailing.

 “How brave! How dare you kill my Bai family members!”

With an angry shout, a green sword light pierced and entangled with the black light, but it only took three or five swords to fall into the disadvantage, and he retreated into the formation in embarrassment.

Bai Shoushun took a few steps back, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his beard turned red, and his face was golden, and it took a while for it to regain its rosiness.

“Great Elder, are you okay?”

 “Can’t die!”

The first elder pushed away two tribesmen who wanted to help him, took out the jade bottle, poured a snow-white elixir and swallowed it, "Let the second brother open the four elements of the formation together, don't be stingy with the spiritual stones, hide them in the library Pull out the middle-grade spiritual stone from the box!"

"Fourth, you lead people to guard a few intersections, and then ask people to move out all the stored talismans. There are also ironwood crossbows in the library. Let the mortals equip them. If the formation is really broken, I will also want it. The price paid by the demon cubs of Ghost Spirit Sect in blood!”

The Great Elder gave orders one by one and was already prepared for the worst.

Today's situation can be regarded as the most dangerous in the hundreds of years since the establishment of the Bai family. The high-end combat power of the clan is not at home and is blocked on Hanxiu Peak.

Moreover, the opponent is not an ordinary calamity cultivator, but it is clearly the Ghost Spirit Sect, which is just a county away, a demonic sect that is as powerful as the Qingfeng Sect.

The Ghost Spirit Sect didn't know what was going on, so at the risk of triggering a war between the two sects, it sent its disciples to sneak into the Black Mountain Mountains and launched a thunderous offensive.

Of course, the Great Elder would not think that the Bai family is worthy of the Ghost Spirit Sect's special attack. It is certain that other immortal cultivating families are also being attacked. The elites of the entire Black Mountain Mountains have been attracted by the temptation of Wuyue Zhenren's cave, which is the most empty. when.

"But if you want to attack Heishan County, you should attack Qingfengmen first. What effect will it have if you destroy our Immortal Cultivation Family?" The elder was healing his wounds, but he couldn't figure it out in his mind.

It can only be attributed to the Demonic Sect, which behaves erratically and based on their own preferences. It is not impossible to exterminate several immortal cultivating families to show their bad reputation.

As for the person who just fought with him, he was seriously injured in three moves with the endless mana of the large array on his back. The only possibility was that he was a monk in the foundation building stage.

You should know that although the great elder has no hope of building a foundation, but with his perfect cultivation in the Qi refining period, strong magic power, and flying swords to help, ordinary monks in the later stage of Qi refining can defeat him in one encounter.

By this time, all the masked monks in black had appeared, a total of more than thirty people.

 In terms of numbers, they are far inferior to the Bai clan, but their average cultivation level is far superior. More importantly, the great elder realized at a glance that there were two difficult enemies that he could not deal with.

"Two foundation-building monks...the Ghost Spirit Sect really thinks highly of my Bai family."

The great elder felt bitterness in his mouth, but he immediately turned into determination and ordered the tribesmen around him to be dispatched one by one, placing the sword in his hand across his lap.

“The inheritance of the Bai family will never end in my generation!”

Bai Zichen and the ordinary tribesmen formed a team, and an ironwood crossbow was stuffed in their hands. A small acceleration circle was drawn on the crossbow. Boxes of fine steel crossbow arrows were piled around him. Each arrow was engraved with piercing runes, and they were scattered on the ground as if they were free of charge.

This kind of specially processed iron wood crossbow and crossbow arrows, when used together by multiple people and shot in stages, are a great threat to monks in the middle stage of Qi refining.

But in the later stage of Qi refining, monks are not so afraid. As their cultivation level increases, they have strong magic power and can deflect crossbow arrows with a wave of their hands, and they are basically equipped with defensive magic weapons. No matter how processed the crossbow arrows are, they are still common weapons. If they are not of high grade, no matter how many they are, they cannot break through the defensive magic weapon.

Bai Zichen stood on a high platform, with thick smoke everywhere in the distance, and a group of trembling ordinary people beside him. Even after training, it was still difficult to eliminate the fear in the bones of the monks.

 And the monks were not much better. Many members of the Bai family who had no fighting experience were frightened and retreated further and further.

This seemingly safe and prosperous clan land was like a soap bubble, bursting with just one **** by these robbery cultivators.

The famous immortal cultivating clans recorded in the county annals often experienced repeated changes in existence and death over hundreds of years, with their inheritance cut off and their clans extinct, which may have led to today's situation.

The group of robbery cultivators gathered together, drove the formation flags into the ground, and quickly dispersed in a strange position. Inadvertently, the entire Hanxiu Peak sky darkened.

 “Why is it so cold all of a sudden!”

A flower farmer next to Bai Zichen shivered. As the sky turned darker, the temperature in the air dropped significantly.

Haunting bursts of cries were heard, and bits of phosphorus fire floated out. Under Hanxiu Peak, where Jie Xiu had lowered his formation flag, ferocious ghost heads appeared one after another, rushing towards the mountain-protecting formation.

Hundreds of ghosts were crying, the phosphorus fire was heavy, and the dark green was miserable. For a moment, it felt like being in the underworld.

"No, it's the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade!" The great elder's expression changed, and he obviously recognized the other party's method, "Second brother, switch between the four elephants and ascend to the Suzaku!"

 (End of this chapter)