Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 254 Confluence (Please subscribe, please collect)

Taking a step back, the existence of these casual cultivators is, in all likelihood, closely related to the connivance of these monks from the Beast Guard Patrol Team.

Using an extremely secretive means to control the existence of casual cultivators who take advantage of the fire and rob them one by one, and take advantage of the opportunity because of the lack of family strength, they enter the resource points that each family usually regards as treasures and openly exploit them.

Within the control of the entire Beast Sect, some high-quality spirit mines above the second level are undoubtedly in the hands of the sect. According to their respective strengths, what each family controls are only some low-grade and average-value spirit mines. That's all.

Although these small spiritual mines have never been placed in the eyes of the rich and powerful Yushoumen, they are also a valuable resource in themselves, and they are a stable source of income to support the prosperity of various families.

It is even more valuable for a single monk, and it is understandable for these patrolling monks to take the opportunity to make a fortune.

After all, the Royal Beast Sect is rich and powerful, but there are so many monks in the sect, and the competition for various resources is quite fierce, so naturally they will not easily give up the fat that is fed to their mouths.

"In the near future, we will check all the resource points affiliated to the family, and replace some damaged formations as soon as possible." The first opinion in Sun Shengmei's mind is to ensure the interests of the family.

Not long after, the whole family began to get busy again. A large number of monks in the Qi refining period settled in different resource points, and each resource point guaranteed at least two Qi training ninth-level monks and four second-level low-grade magic symbols as support.

Be sure to ensure that in the event of an attack, you can persist in the support from the family, and ensure the safety of each resource point as much as possible.

Sun Youhai and Sun Shengmei patrolled the various resource points from time to time, and Sun Mingwang, who had just been promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage, was in charge of the family.

For a while, the entire Sun family was in a state of tension, and at the same time they were praying that they could get through this period of vacuum smoothly.

After the family's four Foundation Establishment stage monks return smoothly, naturally similar situations will not happen again.

Baosi County, Baosi Lingshan, where the base camp of the Huanlingmen is located

With the passage of time, the two sides have been fighting continuously every day, and it is very common for monks in the foundation building period to perish in the battle.

It is not uncommon for Jindan stage monks to be injured during the battle. There was even a Huanlingmen Jindan early stage monk who accidentally fell into the siege and fell.

From this battle onwards, the Huanlingmen seems to have truly sensed the coming crisis of exterminating the sect. Every monk completely changed their fighting style in every battle, exchanging injuries for injuries and lives for lives.

In order to preserve the inheritance of the sect, the Phantom Spirit Sect itself spared no expense, almost sacrificed the treasures that had been accumulated for thousands of years at the bottom of the box one by one.

All kinds of high-grade talismans, mountain-protecting spirit beasts carefully cultivated by senior monks, puppets that are extremely rare in the Song Dynasty, and even some powerful magic weapons, can be said to emerge in endlessly.

Although the three major sects have enough advantages in terms of strength, they don't want to become one of the fallen ones at the last moment of the battle. degree of confrontation.

It's just that after all, they have a sufficient number of people, and after enough time has accumulated, they can control the situation of the battle little by little, and the balance of victory has been tilted to their side.

Baosi Lingshan, Phantom Spirit Gate
"The foundation-building period monks who broke into the formation fell and supplemented about [-] of them. The remaining monks have entered the second half of the formation, and we need to continue to send more monks to kill them." A beautiful-looking man with a unique temperament The cold-faced fairy with a stern look on her face.

"If it weren't for the shackles of the main body of the formation, and the inability to kill the monks trapped in the illusion formation, how could such a difficult situation arise?" The second big man covered in blood showed a dissatisfied expression on his face. .

"Hmph, if that wasn't the case, how could we have quietly killed sixty foundation-building monks? If we survived this catastrophe, we will definitely go all out to strengthen the formation, promote it to the fourth-rank low-rank as soon as possible, and kill this deadly cultivator." The shortcomings are completely made up for." The third Golden Core stage monk did not have enough confidence.

Although the Huan Ling Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, its own foundation is extremely profound, but the three sects of Yushoumen, Yujianzong, and Lingyi School are also not easy.

The three sects join forces, with a large number of people, and they already have enough advantages. As long as they move forward steadily step by step, and do not make some irreparable mistakes when they move forward rashly, the possibility of winning is still relatively high.

After discussing with each other, the three Jindan stage monks returned to their respective caves, and seized the short time to carry out a breath adjustment to restore vitality to the greatest extent.

Inside the Jiugong Bagua Hundred Immortals Array

"The source of consumption has not been restored, but the mana in the dantian has returned to its peak state. Finally, [-]% to [-]% of the combat power can be exerted. It is time to continue to explore." Inside the big formation, Sun Mingsheng's pale face Finally a red color appeared on it.

It's just that this red color is obviously different from the normal blood color. It looks normal but there is a weakness mixed in it.

The consumption of the remaining source of mana and body cannot be completed in a short period of time, and can only be replenished in the future with sufficient time and various valuable spiritual objects.

And with the passage of time, the originally stable formation around him seemed to be shaking more and more, and he was completely unable to continue to calm down and adjust his breath.

I don't know if it's because the scope and power of the large array are already in a relatively weak state with the consumption of the war.

After a short time, Sun Mingsheng had already entered the range of fierce battles belonging to the large formation. Various noises such as the impact of spiritual weapons, the explosion of spiritual symbols, the screams of monks after being injured, etc. had been constantly appearing in his ears, but it happened that he was in front of him. There is nothing within the range that can be reached, which really makes people feel a little surprised for a while.

"Although the surroundings are filled with the sound of fighting, there is nothing in front of us. The power of this large formation cannot be underestimated. The danger has not passed away. You must still be cautious at every step." Sun Mingsheng saw this kind of situation. In this situation, a stern look flashed across his eyes.

Sun Mingsheng stepped on the ground with both feet, and even though his spiritual consciousness was suppressed, he still opened it with all his strength, trying his best to search for any movement around him.

Now that he is still in the big formation, the danger is still lingering around him and will not disappear easily.

"Whoosh" a flash of sword light appeared around his body without any warning, and he couldn't dodge in time, directly cut through his left rib, and an inch-long wound gurgled down.

"Mingsheng, why is it you?" Twelve Fire Flame Pearls were about to spurt out, and a familiar voice appeared beside my ears.

"Brother, why are you in such a mess? Could it be that you were ambushed by the cultivators of the Illusory Spirit Sect?" Sun Mingsheng frowned and asked, at the same time, he also had some sympathy for the miserable cultivator in front of him.

(End of this chapter)