Drunk Immortal Gourd

Qingyang had been watching closely. Kou Yuchang had provoked him many times, and this time he ambushed him on the road with his men. He had just killed dozens of alcoholic bees and injured more than a hundred, greatly reducing the strength of the entire bee colony. How could he escape easily? Seeing that Kou Yuchang had already left the range of the mad sand, Qingyang had already made preparations. He quickly mobilized some of the true energy that had just been recovered and used the Three Yuan Sword Formation to slash at Kou Yuchang. Qingyang's Three Yuan Sword Formation was so powerful that even a cultivator at the third level of foundation building could not stop it, let alone Kou Yuchang, who was only at the first level of foundation building? He was instantly submerged by the sword formation. However, Kou Yuchang was born in the old immortal cultivation family of Qingfeng Hall after all. Although his cultivation was not high, he still had some good things on him. A defensive treasure blocked most of the power of the Three Yuan Sword Formation. The energy of the sword formation was exhausted, and the treasure was also scrapped. Seeing this, Kou Yuchang was even more frightened and fled away without looking back. After defeating three foundation-building cultivators in a row, the little bit of true energy that had just been recovered was consumed again. Qingyang wanted to keep Kou Yuchang, but considering that there was a more powerful opponent, he could only give up for the time being. Then Qingyang leaned on a spiritual sword and slowly came to the place where Kou Yuchang had fought with the alcoholic bee colony before.

The effect of the crazy sand soul-breaking talisman had disappeared. The crazy sand fell all over the ground. The whole ground was in a mess, and countless alcoholic bee corpses were scattered. Some were already dead, and some just had their wings broken and temporarily lost the ability to fly. It takes a long time to recover.

Looking at the alcoholic bee corpses all over the ground, Qingyang felt very distressed. This was something he had spent decades of hard work to cultivate, but was destroyed by Kou Yuchang with a spiritual talisman. I don’t know how much energy it will take to grow to its original size in the future.

The number of alcoholic bees that were not seriously injured and could continue to participate in the battle was less than 40% of the total number, about 100. Fortunately, the six purple-backed alcoholic bees that were equivalent to the perfect Qi training were not seriously injured, and their strength did not decrease much, which should not affect the subsequent battles.

The situation of the Iron Arm Monkey next to him was not much better than that of the Alcoholic Bee Swarm. In the previous battle, the Iron Arm Monkey was seriously injured. Just now, when he was blocking Kou Yuchang, he was affected by the Crazy Sand Soul-breaking Talisman, which made him even more injured. The wound was eroded by the poisonous sand and had a tendency to gradually worsen.

Qingyang did not dare to neglect it. He quickly took out two detoxification and healing pills and gave them to the Iron Arm Monkey. He asked him to retreat to the side to heal his wounds temporarily. Maybe he would need him later.

Although the enemy who ambushed Qingyang had two dead and one escaped, leaving only the fifth-level foundation cultivator, this last one was also the most difficult to deal with among the four. Qingyang had no confidence in winning against the opponent, so he could only prepare for the worst in advance.

Qingyang hoped that the Alcoholic Queen Bee could delay for a little longer, and wait until he and the Iron Arm Monkey recovered some strength. Unfortunately, the opposite happened. Before he had time to catch his breath, he heard the Alcoholic Queen Bee squeak, and then his whole body rolled back as if struck by lightning.

At the same time, the fifth-level foundation-building cultivator shuddered all over and escaped from the pollen maze. The pollen used to decorate the secret realm disappeared. The fifth-level foundation-building cultivator's face suddenly regained clarity, and he couldn't help but look around.

This look was not a big deal, but the fifth-level foundation-building cultivator was immediately shocked. There was only one person, a monkey and a group of spirit bees around him, and his three helpers had disappeared.

Did the other three abandon him and run away? Impossible, they absolutely dare not. How dare they give up the things that Master Lingxu told them to do? But where are all the people? Did they all die by this kid? This is even more impossible. He is just a small first-level foundation-building cultivator. How could he kill three foundation-building cultivators in such a short time?

Soon, he found two large pieces of flesh and bones not far away. Although he couldn't tell who they belonged to, according to the spraying area, at least two or three people had to die. There are only five people on both sides of the enemy, and the boy on the opposite side is still alive, so it is easy to judge who is dead. In other words, during the time when he was trapped by the environment, this boy defeated two or three foundation-building cultivators in succession, leaving himself alone.

The fifth-level foundation-building cultivator wanted to disbelieve it, but the facts were in front of him, and he had no choice but to disbelieve it. Looking at Qingyang again, the fifth-level foundation-building cultivator's eyes were much more complicated. He was able to defeat three companions in a row in such a short time, even he himself was not easy to deal with. How did this kid do it? What unknown means did he have?

He even secretly suspected that Qingyang in front of him was not a first-level foundation-building cultivator at all, but deliberately used some means to cover up his cultivation. His real cultivation might be the middle stage of foundation-building, or even the late stage of foundation-building. Otherwise, how could he easily get rid of his three companions?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened the fifth-level foundation-building cultivator became, and gradually began to be suspicious. Even seeing Qingyang's current performance, he thought that the other party was deliberately confusing him, making him think that Qingyang was seriously injured, and then suddenly attacking him when he was careless to win the game.

Qingyang didn't care what the other party thought. Seeing that the fifth-level foundation-building cultivator had escaped, he could only bite the bullet and charge forward. At the same time, he called on the alcoholic queen bee and the iron-armed monkey to form a triangle, surrounding the fifth-level foundation-building cultivator in the middle.

The pollen confusion was forcibly broken, and the alcoholic queen bee was backlashed and suffered serious internal injuries. However, the overall situation was much better than Qingyang and the Iron-armed Monkey, so she had to take the lead in the subsequent battles. The alcoholic queen bee seemed to know this. She flapped her wings and let out a squeak. The six general bees received the order and led the remaining hundred or so alcoholic bees into six teams and came behind the alcoholic queen bee. Although the number was much smaller, the attack was very powerful.

The iron-armed monkey roared into the sky. Suddenly, its black hair stood up, and there was an explosion all over the body. The whole body suddenly swelled several times, especially the arms, which showed domineering, bulging muscles, and protruding blood vessels. There is power everywhere.

The iron-armed monkey seemed to have been stimulated to have a warlike factor, and its entire body seemed to have gone crazy. It looked ferocious and terrifying, with an amazing momentum, and seemed to be able to destroy everything in front of it.

Qingyang's momentum seemed much weaker. He neither had the violent appearance of the iron-armed monkey, nor the neat bee generals and bee soldiers behind the alcoholic queen bee. He just stood there quietly, staring with both eyes. The opponent, while the three spiritual swords kept circling and flying above his head, did not take the initiative to attack, and did not make any other extraordinary moves.