Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 243 The Prestige of the Golden Elixir (Please Subscribe, Please Collect)

Some monks who originally wanted to make meritorious deeds, claiming to be superior in their own strength, wanted to make meritorious deeds, handed in their certificates, and charged at the forefront, were completely helpless under the influence of this special sound attack.

The luckier monks vomited blood and flew back backwards. The rest of the unlucky monks who were on the core of the sound attack and had no way to dodge were also not a few who fell on the spot, and there were many monks in the late foundation establishment period.

This scene made Sun Mingsheng, who had never made the first wave of shots, secretly sigh their luck. Facing the counterattack of this level of large formation, the monks in the foundation building stage are the real ones who are injured and die when they hit it.

"The Phantom Spirit Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and each generation has a steady succession of Jindan stage monks. I don't know how much energy has been invested in the mountain protection formation these years. This power is really enviable." Sun Mingzeng's eyes lit up. Bright, there is no fear in it, but more expectations for the future.

"Using the power of the grand formation to amplify the characteristics of the immortals depicted in it without limit, and borrowing the prestige of the immortals to kill the enemy, this whimsical idea is obviously not something that can be accomplished in a short period of time. Today's battle may be more difficult than It is even more difficult than imagined.”

"Ming Sheng, Ming Zeng, the Beast Sect will not wait indefinitely. I will not wait too long for the battle. Don't be confused by foreign objects. Everything is your own safety."

Sun Shengyuan looked solemn. The outbreak of the big formation this time obviously brought him a lot of pressure. If he failed to deal with it in time, he might cause a lot of casualties. It is obviously unacceptable to say that it hurts muscles and bones.

"The advice of my great-grandfather, I will keep it in my heart, and I will never be reckless"

Sun Mingsheng has been pulling the vigilance line to the highest state in his heart. The magic spirit sect is best at illusion. The essence of the mountain protection formation is also a fantasy formation, from the sacrifice of the broken formation beads to the counterattack just now , has always been a genuine frontal confrontation.

As a phantom array, the true power has never been displayed at all. For any monk, this is the most terrifying point.

Compared with other formations of various attributes, only the phantom formation is a relatively special existence, which can take people's lives silently, especially for some monks who are born with weak spiritual consciousness.

It's just that because he didn't have personal experience or observation with his own eyes about this point, Sun Mingsheng only had doubts in his heart, so he didn't raise it hastily, but just regarded it as a question, after preparing to continue to observe, before formally attacking the big formation Reminder.

The first wave of monks retreated without success, and did not even break through the mask of the formation, and killed several of the most ferocious late-stage foundation-building monks with the giant spirit god's gifted sound attack spirit technique.

This wave of monks was originally a special existence used to serve as cannon fodder to pay the votes. Naturally, they also had some understanding of their respective fates. They were just forced to take on the first wave of offensive missions due to reality, and their morale would naturally not be too high.

Just now there were casualties, and with the counterattack of various heavenly soldiers, shrimp soldiers and crab generals, they immediately extinguished the only thought of making meritorious deeds in their hearts, and retreated like a swarm of bees.

"It should be time for me to take action. This time, the Phantom Spirit Gate has lost the deep meaning of surprise and attack. It should really show the power of the phantom formation. We have no magic treasure to restrain the phantom formation. We must keep the spirit platform clear. You must not fall into it and cannot extricate yourself." As time passed, the expression on Sun Shengyuan's face became more and more solemn, as if he had sensed the coming of the crisis.

Sun Mingsheng and Sun Mingsheng did not say anything clearly, they just nodded fiercely to express their agreement, and at the same time began to cultivate their respective favorite spirit weapons in their dantians, so as to ensure that they were at their peak state at any time, and could burst out with the strongest strength and combat effectiveness when they were triggered. .

"You are an affiliated family under the Beast Sect, and have enjoyed the protection of the Sect for generations. There will be no changes in the rewards and distribution of spoils promised by the Sect before this. Please fight hard, fellow Daoists." Half an hour later , a number of supervising teams composed of late foundation-building monks who were disciples of the inner gate of the beast control gate appeared.

"If the order is given, attack, if the order is given, you can retreat, if there is no order, retreat, the supervising team will beheaded on the spot"

The faces of the cultivators in the late stage of foundation establishment were full of murderous aura, as if they wanted to jump up immediately and vent all their anger on the body of the cultivator in front of them. Of course, the more purpose was to form a deterrent.

"We do what we command"

Whether it is under the awe of the powerful strength of the Beast Gate or the temptation from the spoils, the morale of the family monks who have thrived under the protection of the Beast Gate for generations is still good, and it has not been affected by the previous defeat. fear.

Except for a very few monks who looked cautious, the rest of the monks couldn't wait to rush forward to fight bravely for the spoils and opportunities.

After all, for the family monks in front of them, treasures are almost everywhere on Baosi Lingshan, as long as they gain something from them, they can promote their own cultivation and enjoy endless enjoyment.

Perhaps there are very few spiritual objects that assist in congealing golden elixir in the outside world, but all monks firmly believe that for the five major sects that rule the entire Song Kingdom, there must be enough foundation and storage in the treasury. It is very attractive to late monks.

After all, for most monks, lacking powerful auxiliary spirits, wanting to cross the trench between Foundation Establishment and Golden Core is like a distant goal that cannot be achieved at all.

The supervisory team formed by the monks of Yushoumen was quite satisfied with the reaction of the monks, and Yushoumen did not rashly control them to die, and the first to take action were also four Jindan stage monks.

The Lingyi faction and Yujianzong also made the same choice. A total of twelve Jindan stage monks stood shining in the air.

These golden core stage monks will not launch wave after wave of continuous attacks at this time, more just to show their own demeanor and boost morale.

"We combine the power of the three sects, why don't fellow Taoists open the door and surrender? We are both monks of the Song Dynasty, and the heavens have the virtue of good life, so naturally we will not kill them all."

"If you resist stubbornly, when we break through the formation, we will kill them all and cut off the inheritance of the Phantom Spirit Gate."

Yu Jianzong's strong, grumpy Jindan late-stage monk shouted loudly, stepped on a huge sword, and yelled with a menacing look.

At the same time, the twelve Golden Core monks belonging to different sects also showed their aura one after another, and a breath of soaring sky rose up one after another, unexpectedly disturbing the clouds standing quietly in the sky. The effect of force can be imagined.

"I haven't seen you in hundreds of years. Fellow Daoist Shao is still so irritable. What's the point of using the big to bully the small? Why don't you and I have a winner?" A trembling voice, like the dying years of a candle, floated in front of everyone. Brother Dan is around.

(End of this chapter)