natural fairy species

Chapter 9 Han Xiufeng bloody battle ([-])
Ferocious ghost heads rushed towards the Four Elephant Tianyuan Formation, engulfed in a sinister wind and evil aura, one after another, the stream continued, and the formation shook in an instant.

A flash of red light flashed, and a red bird flying several feet high fluttered its wings in the center of the formation. As soon as it appeared, the temperature of the air suddenly rose a lot, and the surrounding fire-type spiritual energy frantically rushed towards it.

Following the command of the formation manipulator, Suzaku circled in the air, inhaled sharply, and a large amount of fire-type aura stretched its body, and rushed towards the place where the ghost shadows were most dense.

The weaker and more illusory ghost heads were charged by Suzaku, and immediately dissipated into a puff of green smoke, but there were too many ghost heads, and a circle surrounded them immediately after they died.

Every time Suzaku flaps its wings, countless sparks will shoot out and hit the ghost head, like adding fuel to a raging fire, burning blazingly.But after a few times, Suzaku's figure was obviously dimmed. If this continues, before the ghost shadow is completely burned, the fire element aura will be exhausted first.

This Hundred Ghosts Night Walking spell is a shortened version of the spell of Ten Thousand Ghosts Crying in the Alchemy Stage. It was cast by two Foundation Establishment Stage monks and dozens of Qi Refining Stage disciples with array flags, and the number of ghosts summoned was more than a hundred.

The white light flashed in shock, and a white tiger rushed out with murderous aura.

With a roar of the tiger, sharp white lights shot out from the body of the white tiger. At the same time that countless ghosts were pierced, an unlucky masked monk in black was also shot. With a wail, a hole the size of a bowl appeared on his stomach. , basically can't survive.

"It's actually a complete four-element Tianyuan array, this Bai family is really rich!"

The older one of the two foundation-building monks snorted coldly when he saw this scene, "The second-tier top-grade mountain protection circle can support a small sect and act as a facade. Brother Chen, the sect will give you The information doesn't mention that there is anything special about this Bai family that needs attention?"

"Ordinary, not in the few families that need to be avoided. These immortal cultivating families are the most life-saving, and it is not certain that they spent all the spirit stones on the formation."

This Junior Brother Chen is a short stature, and he speaks like a broken gong, "Senior Brother Shen, fortunately, I acted fast, and I still have time to support you after destroying the family next door, otherwise you alone would not be able to break the four phenomena." Tianyuan Formation, if you go back, you will have to be punished by the sect master."

"Don't be wordy, use the Xuanyin evil spirit bestowed by the sect master before you set off to break through the formation, and I'll just share half of the monk's soul here with you!"

"Okay, the senior brother has an order, and the younger brother will of course obey it!"

This junior brother Chen had collected more than a dozen monk souls when he wiped out another cultivator's family. If he could make up for it here, he would be able to condense a new Hundred Ghost Banner when he returned.

For monks of the magic way, the spells and treasures they cultivate are often accompanied by killing. Once they get started, they will make rapid progress.

But maybe this approach is not liked by the Dao of Heaven. The bottleneck of the realm of the monks of the evil way is several times harder than that of the monks of the righteous way, and it is very easy to breed demons, and it is difficult to walk on the real way.

There are all kinds of restrictions, which make Liang Guoxiu's righteous forces have always been suppressing the devil's way.

Although the Four Elephant Tianyuan Formation is difficult to deal with, it was not taken seriously by the two Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Ghost Spirit Sect. If a cultivator of the same level presided over the formation here, the two would turn around and leave without saying a word, but a group of Qi Refining Early monks, chicken tile dogs nothing more.

If it wasn't for the fear of growing up, there would be at least five or six ways to easily break the formation.

The two took out a jade bottle respectively, and cast a magic formula with one finger, two jets of black and pure evil spirits spewed out, and wrapped them around the formation flag, all the ghost heads seemed to be full of energy after taking Shiquan Dabu pills.

For the leading ones, the ghosts' heads have differentiated clear facial features, and their figures have quickly become thick and solid from thin and thick, and even have different styles of weapons condensed in their hands.

These two mysterious and evil spirits are condensed by the alchemy cultivators with special magic skills, which are equivalent to containing the essence of the alchemy real man's mana, and have great effects on several kinds of magic spells of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Bai Gui Ye Xing received two streams of mysterious yin and evil energy, and its power was multiplied several times.

Under the leadership of those leading ghosts, Suzaku and White Tiger were completely at a disadvantage, shrinking in size.

Fortunately, the Four Elephants Tianyuan Formation flashed twice, and a black turtle appeared on the northern corner, crawling slowly; there was a dragon chant, and the appearance of the green dragon was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.

The four images are displayed together, and the formation has been pushed to the limit.

At the core hub of the formation on the top of Hanxiu Peak, the second elder's eyes were red, and he removed the 12 yuan dull middle-grade spirit stone and replaced it with a new one.After such a short time, the Four Elephant Tianyuan Formation is like a gold-swallowing beast in a bottomless pit, eating more than 50 middle-grade spirit stones.

The second elder's heart was bleeding, and the spirit stones that had been saved for the sake of the dead and injured clansmen and the family for a hundred years were used up in an instant, equivalent to more than 5000 low-grade spirit stones had been used up.

"Only the last 20 yuan of middle-grade spirit stones are left, and the low-grade spirit stones can't support the speed at which the formation can be absorbed... Everyone listen to me, once the spirit stones are exhausted, inject me with your own mana into the core of the formation, It’s good to last a minute and a second longer!”

"Yes, elder!"

Bai Zichen was sweating profusely while holding the iron wooden crossbow. It was the first time he saw the battle between immortal cultivators so gorgeous and dangerous at the same time.

Whether or not the mountain guard formation could hold Han Xiufeng, his heart also fluctuated with the changes of the scene, and he got on a roller coaster.

"It seems... is it blocked?"

The red bird exploded, the white tiger scatter into starlight, the black tortoise crashed to the ground and smashed into pieces of rock, only the green dragon released a dazzling light, broke through the ghosts and blew up more than a dozen poles of the formation flag before slowly disappearing.

With the formation flag destroyed, the remaining ghost heads lost their source of power, and became faintly visible in an instant. The sun shone through the dark clouds and turned into wisps of green smoke like melting snow.

Before Bai Zichen had time to rejoice at the strength of his magic circle, he saw ghosts coming again, and there were several banners supporting the sky covering the sky and covering the sun. The four-element Tianyuan formation only lasted for a few breaths, just like a fragile egg shell , a crack appeared, and immediately the second, third... until, it disintegrated suddenly.

"The formation has been broken..." Bai Zichen said with difficulty, the feeling of going from heaven to hell in an instant is nothing better than this.

Without the barrier of the Four Elephant Tianyuan Formation, the stench of the stench would immediately squeeze in, and he would be dragged into hell by the last piece of pure land in the Bai family's land.

"Hundred Ghost Banner!" The Great Elder gritted his teeth and stood up. The formation was broken, but it didn't make him lose confidence and hang his head down to die. "Everyone follows the plan!"

Looking at the masked black-clothed monk rushing forward, Bai Zichen bit the tip of his tongue forcefully, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, shoot with crossbow arrows!"

On the high platform, several crossbow arrows shot out crookedly, but soon turned into hundreds of salvos, and a continuous rain of arrows blocked a small space.

The two masked monks who rushed the fastest were shot into a hornet's nest, and they lost their lives without even making a sound.

The masked monks in the second row had time to react. Only one of them was hit by two arrows, and two blood sprayed up and rolled aside, losing their fighting power. The others were unscathed.

"Change the crossbow!"

Throwing away the used iron and wood crossbow, he picked up the new crossbow with the bolts on his feet, took a little aim and fired another round of salvo.

But a burly, masked cultivator took out a shield that looked like a door panel and propped it in front of him. Countless crossbow arrows hit the shield with a tinkling sound, without leaving even a single mark.

"The ordinary children retreated to the back mountain, and all the monks went into the warehouse!"

Bai Zichen threw away the iron wooden crossbow in his hand and ran desperately towards the warehouse. This was the final plan arranged by the Great Elder earlier.

In a short time, there were already heavy casualties on Hanxiu Peak. The monks of the Bai family were not as good as the disciples of the sect in terms of fighting skills, skills, and magic weapons, and it often took three or four people to deal with one.And those ordinary people, more than a dozen people were burned to charcoal in one fireball technique.

A gust of wind blew up on Hanxiu Peak, and the smell of blood pervaded the entire peak. The sound of collision of magic weapons, shouting and cursing were mixed together, and people were falling down every moment.

Severed limbs and broken arms can be seen everywhere on the ground. There are black-clothed and masked monks, and most of them are members of the Bai family.

Maybe he was too young to be noticed, but Bai Zichen successfully rushed into the warehouse deep in the bamboo forest. There were already more than a dozen clansmen inside, and the second elder and others were lying on the ground who had fainted from exhaustion after injecting mana into the formation.

"Can my life be protected by this small stone gate..."

(End of this chapter)