Five Immortals Gate

This formation was able to protect Mr. Da and his companions for countless years of peace. It was so powerful that even the Demon Sect's sect-protecting formation might not be stronger than it.

Due to the scarcity of spiritual stones in the turbulent space, Mr. Da and the others did not have any supplements except killing the monks they occasionally encountered.

After the "Yuanqi Taiqing Formation" was modified by Mr. Da, it can not only be driven by spiritual stones, but also can be operated by mana.

Moreover, a method of driving meteorites called "Tianjin Stone" was finally developed.

After Li Yan carefully read the description of the stone on the jade slip, he actually found six pieces in Mr. Da's storage ring.

Each piece is the size of a basin, and after trying it out, he found that to protect a person about a foot in diameter, he only needed a "Tianjin Stone" the size of a fingernail, which could last for an hour.

Finally, Li Yan also tried to break through the activated "Yuanqi Taiqing Formation", but even with his current strength, he couldn't do it, which made Li Yan almost jump up in surprise.

Now, although the power of the "Big Dragon Elephant Formation" has been greatly enhanced after his re-sacrifice, it is still unable to withstand the direct attack of the Nascent Soul cultivator. ??

The emergence of the "Yuanqi Taiqing Formation" instantly made up for Li Yan's deficiencies in defense. How could he not be overjoyed.

Li Yan didn't know that this formation was the "Yuanqimen" sect-protecting formation where Mr. Da belonged. It was a famous ancient formation, and its power could be imagined.

"Then you plan to go to Fengshen Continent next?"

After the two of them talked about the essence and blood of the "Immortal Phoenix", Zhao Min raised the issue again.

"Maybe a year from now, I will go to the turbulent space where the Yuanying monks of the sect are tested. After all, I am not too familiar with the turbulent space.

After we get familiar with it, we can go together to find Sixth Senior Sister! "

Li Yan had already planned this in the past few years, and he looked at Zhao Min with a smile on his face.

"I won't go to Fengshen Continent. You can go over there and see if you can bring Senior Sister Ying back. I haven't seen her for a long time!"

Zhao Min shook his head silently.

"Oh? You won't go there? The Fengshen Continent is an adjacent continent to us after all. Although it is dangerous, there is no big problem if you are careful.

What's more, I can also bring you into that space, and the danger I face is still mine. Could it be that you and I didn't notify Sixth Senior Sister when we became a Taoist couple, fearing that she would be angry? "

Li Yan was a little surprised by Zhao Min's answer.

He had talked to Zhao Min about going to Fengshen Continent before, and Zhao Min had tacitly agreed to go there together, but today he suddenly changed his mind.

"Husband, you are too worried. Ever since Senior Sister Ying and I came back from the small mountain village, we have actually known each other.

As for which one of us forms a Taoist partner with you first, I don’t care. What’s more, Senior Sister Ying, I grew up with her since childhood. I understand her character better, and once I decide, I will never look back!

The reason why I didn't go with them is that in the past two years, I have felt more and more that the heavenly tribulation is getting closer to me, and the cultivation bottleneck of the 'Demon White Jade Plate' seems to have loosened! "

At this point, she stopped explaining. After hearing this, Li Yan's face showed joy.

"This is a great thing!"

Zhao Min is about to give birth to a baby. This is not like Bai Rou who formed a pill in the turbulent space. The dangers of the two are not the same at all.

Li Yan couldn't guarantee that he could help Zhao Min survive the dangers of having a baby outside. Of course, the safest place was within the sect.

Zhao Min said that he felt that a catastrophe was about to happen, but the time could not be determined at all. It could be one year, two years, or even ten years.

Everything depends on chance. At some point, happiness will reach your soul, Zhao Min

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The day of tribulation will come soon. Therefore, Li Yan couldn't wait, as it would be like urging Zhao Min invisibly, making her feel confused.

The reason why Zhao Min's bottleneck suddenly loosened was that her state of mind changed greatly after she became intimate with Li Yan. Her knot in her heart was different from Li Yan's, and was more locked up in her heart due to things that happened in her childhood.

After becoming a Taoist couple, even though she was shy, she let go of her reserve, and many things were slowly unraveled.

It was night, after knowing that Li Yan was about to leave for a long distance, Zhao Min wanted to refuse to welcome him in the cold, his snowy muscles and ice bones wrapped around him, and he was panting softly...

"The white clouds are billowing in the distant mountains, and the waves near the water are stirring my heart. I am so shy that I hide my head and my eyes are blurred, and I am so proud that I no longer moan!"

In the next year, apart from going to the turbulent space for trials, Li Yan no longer meditated and practiced, and even the remaining three drops of "Immortal Phoenix" essence and blood were no longer refined.

Whenever he had free time, he would spend time with Zhao Min. Although Zhao Min was still cold and arrogant, he was still entwined with Li Yan every night. Li Yan also caressed every inch of his jade-skinned skin...

A year later, with only a few people aware of it, Li Yan took Zikun and Qianji and flew away from the Demon Sect, heading towards the Sea of ​​Beiming in the far north.

But only Zhao Min knew the real reason why he went out, and Wei Zhongran and the others only got this kind of news about Li Yan's travels.

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Fengshen Continent is a large rolling mountain, full of primeval dense forests and thick banana bushes.

At this moment, there were many figures swaying on the mountain tops or on the mountainside.

There are high and thick stone walls erected halfway up the mountains, connecting the peaks together like an endless stretch of the Great Wall.

There are rows of thick rolling logs on the slope outside the stone wall, and they are chained in rows after rows with huge chains.

The back half of the log was deeply embedded in the rocky ground, while the front half was cut into sharp wooden spikes, raised high in rows, looking up at the sky, like huge wooden arrows ready to be fired.

On the north side of these peaks, there were still endless, lush forests and wide banana leaves.

However, among these green vegetation, some hanging buildings or corners of eaves would appear from time to time.

If someone looked over from the air, they could see that they were some wild-style buildings, stretching for thousands of miles in the mountains and spreading to the north, giving people a sense of vitality.

But the opposite scene appeared on the south side of the endless Great Wall peaks. The originally lush and green forests had long turned into a scorched earth, forming two completely different worlds.

The corpses of many huge monsters and humans lay across the hillside, with broken limbs and corpses scattered everywhere, and black or red blood gathered into pools of blood.

Many dried corpses swelled up high under the scorching sun, and their bodies were covered with maggots. Dense maggots crawled in and out of the black frames of the eyeballs hanging obliquely.

Or they kept wriggling on the wounds, moving their bodies to drill into the rotten corpses. Under the sunlight, the white bodies of the maggots surged like waves...

From time to time, a loud explosion would be heard from a corpse. This was because the corpse was exposed to the scorching sun, causing the gas to swell and explode into a bloody rain.

Various colors of smelly juices rushed into the sky, like a blooming fountain. After the maggots rolled in the air, they fell again like raindrops with the corpses and sticky juices, hitting the ground with a "crackling" sound...

Behind the huge stone wall on the hillside, several figures hid in the shadow of the stone wall, avoiding the scorching sun while looking to the south through the stone pile.

"Damn it, this is the seventh wave of attack today. They should be tired of attacking. Finally, they can take a break!"

A man with a white turban wrapped around his head withdrew his gaze from the parapet, exhaled heavily, and slid down to sit against the stone wall.

He was about twenty years old, wearing a sleeveless shirt on his upper body, revealing his strong and dark muscles, and a pair of shorts that only reached his knees on his lower body, and a pair of bare feet like fine iron.

He felt a suffocation and nausea in his chest. Just now, when he looked down the hillside through the gap in the stone pile, there were dozens of huge monster corpses lying there.

They were either nailed firmly into the stone by a huge wooden arrow, or hit by several huge wooden arrows at the same time, turning into a pile of bloody meat.

"Agen, you can't have such an idea. Those wind beasts are not stupider than you. Don't let your head be destroyed by the normal attacks for half a month. You won't know what happened when you die!"

At this time, a shiny pipe suddenly hit the head of the strong man, and then an old voice sounded dissatisfied.

Agen felt pain on his head and turned around quickly.

"I say, Uncle Ya, don't hit people on the back of the head. That will kill people. How come I don't know the cunning of those wind beasts, just saying that!"

Agen rubbed his head repeatedly with one hand, looked at the old man who was taking back the pipe and adding tobacco in it with dissatisfaction, and said with a grin.

The old man also wore a short shirt and shorts, with many wrinkles on his face. Sweat oozed out of his bronze skin under the high temperature. Although he was thin, he looked like a cast of fine copper.

"You son of a bitch, you're not just talking, why did you put the whistle of the 'Bone Breaker' behind your neck, it's killing people!" The old man glanced at Agen, and the other seven people also looked at Agen at the same time, and immediately agreed. "Agen, if you don't want to be the deputy captain, you should hand over the whistle..." "I can do this!" "You are not suitable, I think I am more suitable..." Several people spoke up in the noise. "Get out of here, Ya Bo said I, when will it be your turn?" Agen immediately widened his eyes and waved his hands repeatedly, as if to drive away flies. He was really a little lax just now. The whistle hanging around his neck can emit a sound wave, driving the rows of huge "Bone Breakers" on the slope outside the stone wall to fire. And they are responsible for the activation and arrangement of at least five rows of "Bone Breakers", which are the most lethal weapons to ordinary "wind beasts". Normally, the whistle in his neck should be put in his mouth at the first moment, but just now, in order to observe the results of the battle, he threw the rope tied to the whistle behind his neck.

In fact, this is because he believed from the bottom of his heart that the "wind beast" would not attack immediately, so he made such a move.

"Each group of you, two people, go out and bring the tribesmen back quickly."

At this moment, a clear and cold voice came from the higher peaks behind. Although each peak is far away, the voice is unusually clear.

Under the scorching sun, it was like an ice arrow piercing this world.

"Juzi, Maoyi, you two go out and bring back the tribesmen within a hundred feet ahead!

The rest of you, be alert, be alert! Be ready to attack at any time and pick them up as soon as possible!"

Agen immediately put the whistle in his mouth and said to the two young men beside him.

In an instant, the few people who were a little noisy just now regained their calm and quickly returned to their positions.

The two young men looked at each other, supported themselves on the wall with their hands, and then jumped out of the stone wall.

At the same time, figures one after another continued to flash from behind the stone wall that stretched horizontally, and they rushed down the hillside in front of them.

Their mission is to bring back the fallen and injured members of the same tribe. Unless those tribesmen died fighting too far with the "Wind Beast", they will try to bring them back as much as possible.

We can't let their bodies be exposed in the wilderness, so that their families can have an explanation. At the same time, the next time they lie down there may be themselves. Everyone wants to return to their hometown and rest in peace.

However, they could only do their best. Every time the two sides attacked, basically less than half of the tribesmen who charged out never came back.

There were not many corpses left among them. Most of the fallen tribesmen would be devoured or torn into pieces by wind beasts in an instant, leaving no bones left.

On a high peak, a figure was standing on the stone wall. She had short hair and wore a black tights that exaggerated her exquisite curves.

You can even faintly see the vertical muscle lines under the clothes. She feels like a strong female leopard waiting for an opportunity to bite people.

A green halberd was slung across her back. Although the midday sun was glaring and hot, she still revealed a chilling murderous intention all over her body.

She is none other than Gong Chenying, and her cultivation has now reached the late Golden Core stage.

Although her cultivation level has continued to grow after years of fighting, she has fallen behind both Li Wuyi and Zhao Min because she has no time to practice in seclusion.

However, Gong Chenying's Qiongqi Purgatory Technique has already reached the early stage of the fifth level. This is the result of long-term death and grinding. Her combat power is faintly able to compete with some ordinary Nascent Souls.

“Six years have passed, what happened that made the three ‘wind beasts’ join forces to launch a massive attack at all costs?

Not only were they dying in large numbers, but the number of Tianli monks was also declining sharply. Now even ordinary tribesmen without spiritual roots had to participate in the battle.

Dad and the others have never been able to find out the reason, and this matter has never been resolved..."

Gong Chenying's thoughts continued, and she looked at the figures below collecting the corpses. She had long since lost the heartache that was tearing her apart from before.

Now she regards her life as nothing. All tribesmen who can fight are warriors, and their final lives will end on the battlefield.

Because the "wind beast" will never disappear, they will continue to fight for their descendants from generation to generation.

She is like this, and so are the other warriors in the clan. So what if it hurts?

In the end, it is just a matter of who can kill more "wind beasts" in his lifetime, and who can buy more living space for his people.

Gong Shanhe and another elder have been deep into the "Wind Beast" lair for two years, just to find out the cause. Not only has no news been returned, but even these two people have lost news.

Today, the Li clan is defended by four elders and Gong Chenying. However, the fifth elder fought with a fourth-level wind beast that broke through the city wall half a year ago. He was seriously injured and almost died on the spot, and also entered seclusion.

Gong Chenying is increasingly worried about the current situation.

In the past two years, the "wind beasts" have been attacking even more at any cost, as if they want to consume all the middle and low-level "wind beasts" of the three tribes here.

This makes the Tianli people continue to move towards the point where they run out of lamp oil.