Disaster Strikes

It was just dawn in the morning.

The foundation-building monks of the Poison Cloud Sect had already led a large number of disciples to the foot of the Yulong Spirit Stone Mine.

The temporary camp was attacked by the Jianwu Sect, causing a lot of damage to the disciples of the Poison Cloud Sect.

However, at this moment, looking around, the number of monks summoned by the Poison Cloud Sect has not decreased, but increased.

There are actually three or four hundred people!

The disciples are setting up flag formations and prohibitions.

More than a dozen foundation-building monks gathered together, carefully alert to the possible sneak attack of the Jianwu Sect, and at the same time looked at the dense prohibitions on the Yulong Mine.

"In just three days, so many monks from aristocratic families were forcibly summoned. Junior Brother Lu still has a way."

"Hehe."

Lu Fu smiled proudly when he heard this.

"If we don't occupy this mine, we will be attacked from behind by the monks here if we bypass it by force. Now this mine is still under the control of Jianwu Sect. In this case, I will use this as a bargaining chip to attract the scattered cultivator families here to join. First, it is a lure, and second, it is a threat. These cultivator families who have surrendered to us will naturally submit obediently."

As early as when the poisonous blood old man launched the midnight sacrifice, he had already gone to Jiayuan City.

This also caused Lu Qiao to lose an arm in the battle without his care.

And under his operation, he actually summoned a large number of nearby cultivator families, directly doubling the number of cultivators under his command. As for the magic weapon he gave to Chen Mo, it was just a gift from the Jiayuan City cultivator family as a bribe.

"It seems that Junior Brother Lu will be the first to bear the credit in this battle, haha!"

"Yes, Junior Brother Lu has a bright future..."

Other foundation-building cultivators couldn't help but praise.

On the other side

The calamities also gathered together, looking up at the Jade Dragon Spirit Stone Mine.

From the bird's-eye view of the biochemical dove of peace, the area of ​​the Spirit Stone Mine is not large, just a bare stone mountain with a height of four or five hundred meters.

But because it is protected by a large number of prohibitions, under the mutual cover of layer after layer of prohibitions, the mountain is like a layer of fog, full of mystery.

"Everyone listen to my orders later, don't lose the big picture because of the small."

Chen Mo's voice echoed among the calamities.

Whether it was out of coping or sincerity, everyone responded one after another.

Tiantian is drawing a devil's contract, letting these enchanted monks sell their souls, and then gain a temporary improvement in strength.

"Captain, there is movement over there with the poisonous blood old man."

The reminder made Chen Mo turn his head to look.

After seeing that his disciples were ready, the old man with poisonous blood still did not make any movement on the Yulong Mine, and had no intention of taking the initiative to attack. He knew that the other party saw that there were too many of them and planned to defend and resist to the end.

After all, in addition to the defensive restrictions on the surface, this mine also has dense underground tunnels, which is really very troublesome.

"Humph."

He sneered and threw out the spirit beast bag on his waist.

As a black smoke full of death gushed out, zombies with oily green poisonous fire burning on large nails appeared, more than fifty of them.

These were the poisonous blood zombies he had accumulated for more than ten years.

These poisonous blood zombies were all refined by disciples of the Poison Cloud Sect who committed serious crimes, and in the process of refining, they needed to practice with the blood of monks every month to enhance their ferocity.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mo looked at the twelve Poison Cloud Sect monks who were nervously waiting on an altar.

Although they were only at the Qi training stage, they seemed to have practiced special skills. At this moment, they swallowed a pill, and the spiritual power in their bodies suddenly became turbulent.

"Get ready."

Following Chen Mo's words, the natural disasters also began to increase various temporary states for themselves.

At this time.

A foundation-building cultivator took off into the air and laughed at the Yulong Mine.

"Hahaha, Jiujian Laodao, why haven't you shown up yet? Could it be that the battle three days ago has already been attacked by my poisonous fire?"

"Humph, with your little tricks, you dare to bark in front of me!"

With the sound in the ban, a giant sword broke through the air.

Seeing this, the foundation-building cultivator of the Poison Cloud Sect showed an unbelievable look on his face. While he summoned a large number of poisonous clouds to block in front of him, he sacrificed the treasure mirror magic weapon to resist the attack of the giant sword that broke through the air.

Seeing this scene.

Chen Mo was also shocked!

You must know that with his current mental strength, the attack distance of the evil sword is only more than a hundred meters.

However, the attack range of this giant sword is at least 700 to 800 meters!

Even if the opponent is a second-level professional, this is too outrageous.

"Kill!"

Seeing this, the old man with poisonous blood immediately gave an order and launched an attack.

Poisonous blood zombies, three-legged wild toads and a large number of spiritual beasts rushed up the hillside, and there were even a large group of poisonous insects, flying out in waves, covering the sky and the sun.

The natural disasters and the local family monks who were recruited followed closely.

Then came the many disciples of the Poison Cloud Sect.

The Yulong Mine, which was attacked by many monks, was quickly destroyed and a large number of restrictions under the mountain were broken in succession, but with the appearance of a group of mechanical puppets, the momentum of the strong attack also stopped.

"It's the mechanical art of Baiqiao Academy!"

"It seems that the two factions have finally decided to join forces..."

Chen Mo listened to the words of these family monks.

These mechanical puppets are divided into two forms, human and beast, and the number is very astonishing, at least hundreds of them. After rushing out of the restriction, they immediately fought with the poisonous blood zombies and spirit beasts as the vanguard.

Among them.

Most of the human-shaped puppets hold bows and arrows and attack from a distance, with a damage intensity of at least 100 points.

If they are shot by several concentratedly, it will be very dangerous even for many natural disasters.

As for the beast-shaped puppets, they have thick skin and flesh, sharp claws and fangs, and can cast earthquake wave spells to cause large-scale damage to the surroundings.

As the vanguards of both sides fell into a stalemate, the natural disasters and family monks in the back rushed up the hillside and began to attack these puppets.

Accompanying them, the sword cultivators in the restriction also launched an attack.

Chen Mo's evil sword fell on a beast-shaped mechanical puppet. Although one of its front claws was cut off with one blow, it didn't feel any pain at all. After launching an earthquake wave to knock down the nearby poisonous blood zombies, it actually rushed towards Chen Mo.

The two sides were tens of meters apart.

There were still a large number of natural disasters in front of it, so this beast-shaped puppet naturally had no chance.

"The blood value may have reached 1,000 points."

Chen Mo commented.

But he did not use any other skills.

After all, in such a chaotic battlefield, it would be quite dangerous if it was noticed by high-level professionals.

Unlike others.

Tiantian was like a fish in water in this environment.

She didn't need to worry about being noticed at all, because her ability was very hidden, and she fought completely with the help of charming people. Ten monks risked their lives for her.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The foundation-building monks had also started fighting at low altitude.

Unlike the second-level professionals in other worlds, once the monks entered the foundation-building period, they would be able to maximize the power of the magic weapon with the help of the change of the true qi in their bodies into mana, and thus automatically master the ability to float and fly at low altitude.

It was just because it was not real flying and the speed was relatively slow, so many times the foundation-building cultivators would move quickly on the ground instead of fighting in the sky.

"Almost done."

Seeing this, the old man with poisonous blood gave the order to activate the poisonous fire and flowing cloud technique.

Upon hearing this, the twelve disciples on the altar took a deep breath and activated the blood essence secret technique, causing the old man with poisonous blood in the center of the altar to surge in energy.

The billowing poisonous gas rushed into the sky and condensed into a cloud of poison.

Watermelon-sized green fireballs fell from the poisonous cloud, constantly falling from the sky to the distant hillside.

Boom, boom, boom...

Accompanied by dense explosions, the billowing poisonous fire spread out, destroying a large number of restrictions in a short moment, covering a large group of Jianwu Sect disciples in it.

The screams continued.

"Hehe, hum, hum, hum, hahahaha..."

Seeing this, the old man with poisonous blood laughed excitedly.

This is almost a large-scale spell that only Jindan cultivators can activate.

However, with every second of the Poison Fire Flowing Cloud Technique, the twelve monks on the altar suffered more pain.

In less than ten seconds, several disciples could no longer hold on, bleeding from all seven orifices and passed out. The violent and surging spiritual power of the old man with poisonous blood also weakened, and the poisonous fog rising into the sky gradually became unsustainable.

Affected by this.

The Jianwu Sect monks, who were already at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, began to retreat towards the top of the mountain.

Even the foundation-building monks in the air were no exception.

Because a large number of restrictions were destroyed, Chen Mo could already see the entrance to the mine on the top of the mountain.

"Uncle, it's almost done. There are at least two foundation-building monks and more than thirty Qi-training monks in the sword formation over there. Let's go with them."

"Yes."

Once these monks form a sword formation, they can be said to be an integrated attacker and defender, and extremely sharp.

It is said that if the scale of the sword formation reaches hundreds of people, plus multiple foundation-building monks presiding over it, it will be very dangerous even for Jindan monks. It is the secret of the Jianwu Sect.

At this moment.

These sword cultivators were very weak in the poisonous gas, so they had to fight and retreat.

Some of them could not hold on on the way and fell forever in the poisonous fire.

Even the area where Chen Mo and others were located was covered by the poisonous fire.

Emerald green poisonous gas rose into the sky.

Chen Mo's skin turned green because he did not take the detoxification pill. He obviously overestimated his ability to resist poison, or underestimated the power of the poisonous fire and flowing cloud technique.

So he could only take out the cornucopia on the spot and eat the dusk fungus to detoxify himself.

Boom! !

At this moment.

A huge beam of light suddenly fell from the sky.

The beam of light descended so fast that there was no time to react, and it submerged the Jianwu Sect cultivators who formed the sword formation and fought and retreated.

The particle flow composed of solar rays, like a divine punishment from the sky, blasted from the edge of the void to the hillside.

"Hiss!"

The other cultivators who saw this scene all gasped in shock and were horrified.

Strong static electricity was stirring in the air.

The uncle was panting excitedly, his eyes were slightly red, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel arc, his expression was full of excitement, pride, and madness that could not be concealed.

The light column lasted for about 3 seconds.

As the light column suddenly disappeared, a deep pit with a diameter of 50 meters appeared on the hillside, which seemed to lead directly into the mountain.

The Jianwu Sect monk who was submerged by the light column had completely evaporated from the world.

"Ah..."

However, only less than two meters away from the light pillar, several Jianwu Sect monks who were not enveloped in the light beam looked at the scene in front of them after a brief silence and let out heart-rending screams of terror.

Even the natural disaster victims who had been prepared for this could not help but look at the tour group when faced with such a shocking scene.

Everyone in the tour group couldn't help but look proud when they saw this.

"rush!"

Chen Mo gave an order, breaking the calm nearby, and the natural disaster victims continued to charge forward.