Natural fairy species

Vast smoke waves, layers of water curtains.

A clear sword light rushed out of the formation and flew deep into the Black Mountain at lightning speed.

The water mist rises and turns into clouds.

The sword light streaked across the sky, leaving deep traces, covered by mist, obscuring its whereabouts.

Half an hour later, three escaping lights arrived, exuding tyrannical power.

The leader is shaped like a withered bone, which can be knocked down by the wind, and his hands are full of bones, glowing with ghostly light.

On the left is a beautiful woman, extremely charming, with an apricot face and peach cheeks, and a pair of eyes like autumn water. She looks at everyone with affection.

The middle-aged man on the right has gray temples and an ethereal temperament, revealing two different feelings of youth and vicissitudes of life.

"Junior sister, Fellow Daoist Jiang, this place is the Qingfeng Sect's villa, and it is also protected by a third-level formation..."

The voice of Master Bai Gu seemed to be produced by the friction of two bones, which was unpleasant and sour.

"Why don't we all compete to see who can break through a corner of the formation first?"

"Hee hee, senior brother's cultivation level is higher than ours, Daoyou Jiang's magical power is amazing, no matter how little sister is your opponent, she will definitely be at the bottom."

The Peach Blossom Fairy speaks with a sweet voice and her big watery eyes sparkle, making people feel pity unconsciously.

"Haha, junior sister, why should you be so modest? I know that you have refined the magic weapon of Peach Blossom and Five Poison Miasmas, which has miraculous effects on this kind of cloud and mist formation..."

On the five slender and sharp bone claws of the White Bone Master, a black spiritual grass appeared, with a mysterious and deep smell.

"According to the operation of the formation, at most one foundation builder in the formation can successfully preside over it. As long as we guard it a little, we can focus most of our energy on cracking the formation without worrying about the formation's counterattack."

"Let me take out this thousand-year-old Mysterious Yin Grass as a lucky draw... Whoever breaks the formation first, Fellow Daoist Jiang or Junior Sister, will get it."

"He is a real person and worthy of being the leader of a county."

Jiang Yuhe wears a plain robe and behaves casually and unrestrainedly. Matching his conflicting temperament of youth and vicissitudes, he has a different kind of charm.

"The scenery of Feiyue Lake is unique. A certain Piao Ling has never found a place to settle down in his whole life... Shamelessly wants to ask the real person to make this place a dojo and place disciples there."

The White Bone Master was slightly startled, a thought came to his mind, but there was no change in expression on his withered and thin face.

"Since Fellow Daoist Jiang has taken a fancy to this place, I should give up my love..."

Without hesitating for long, he nodded in agreement.

This third-level spiritual vein is indeed tempting, but the Ghost Spirit Sect's war only seeks to kill the Qingfeng Sect disciples as much as possible and cut off the fresh blood of their next generation.

From now on, only Ge Cang will be left in the Qingfeng Sect, and it will be difficult to turn the tide.

It would be best for Ge Cang to stop traveling, look for opportunities, understand the great road, and concentrate on guarding the sect.

I have never heard of a monk who could turn himself into a baby behind closed doors for hundreds of years.

Especially the founders of sects such as Qingfeng Sect have only completed the formation of elixirs and have never left the sect of True Lord Yuanying.

Guanghua Ying's experience and several necessary elixirs to attack Nascent Soul can stop him.

What's more, there is no real fourth-level spiritual land, and the difficulty of overcoming the thunder tribulation to achieve Nascent Soul increases several times.

If Ge Cang can't abandon the high road, then as long as he leaves Black Mountain, the Ghost Spirit Sect will be able to repeat what he did today.

Of course, it would be better if the Blood God Master could spare his time to personally destroy the Qingfeng Sect or make another breakthrough.

There is no need for this long waiting plan.

The last time we teamed up, Master Bai Gu saw Jiang Yuhe's mysterious magic skills. It seemed to be a fusion of other martial arts. Its power was extraordinary and its combat power could not be measured by its superficial realm.

If he wants to use Feiyue Lake as a dojo, no matter whether it is the will of the Blood God or Jiang Yuhe's personal thoughts behind it, the White Bone Master is happy to see it happen.

"Okay, I'm so glad, I will definitely help you and others in destroying the Qingfeng Sect!"

Jiang Yuhe smiled slightly and spoke, and white lotuses rose up, surrounding him in the center.

As the number of white lotuses increased, the aura continued to rise, eventually lifting him to a high place.

Jiang Yuhe flicked his fingers, and white lotus petals flew out, forming a rain of flowers and flying towards the formation.

Layers of water curtains, endless and endless.

But when Bai Lian touches it, several layers are instantly eliminated.

At the same time, so many white lotuses surged up, and the formation in front of them rolled and changed. There were hundreds of water curtains connected to block the white lotuses.

"Senior brother, this person's skills are naturally peaceful and he has no demonic aura. Is he really a member of the Demon Sect? Could it be that he was born in a righteous way, but he broke an unforgivable rule and turned to the Blood Demon Sect..."

Peach Blossom Fairy looked surprised and asked secretly.

"Look at his lotus heart, there is a little black light gathering, and the evil energy is hidden deep... In the previous battle against the Five Elements Sect monks, this person exerted his full strength. The black lotus bloomed, and extremely pure and extremely evil evil energy emerged, which can eliminate people's magic power."

Master Bai Gu was a little worried and sent a message to warn Fairy Peach Blossom.

"The level of this person's skills is extremely high. It should be above the several magic skills of our sect, no less than the Blood Sea of ​​Hundred Evils..."

As he spoke, Master Baigu already had a pair of bone hammers in his hands, which were made of countless bones, including the skull of a pill-forming monk, the spine of a third-order monster beast, and the mysterious leg bones dug out from ancient tombs that were thousands of years old... Dots of green Fireworks are burning among all kinds of bones, with a cold meaning, which is exactly his magic weapon, the White Bone Poison Fire Hammer.

After a hundred years of sacrificial refining and nourishment by him day and night, with the addition of countless powerful bones, the pair of white-bone poisonous fire hammers were finally promoted to middle-grade magic weapons.

After colliding in the air, the green fireworks suddenly rose high and turned into two bone hammers as big as the room, whizzing down.

The formation was hit by this, and the water curtain shattered dozens of layers, and the water mist rolled violently, like a pot of boiling water.

Fairy Peach Blossom is the least qualified and knows that she cannot compare to the other two in terms of her true energy.

Moreover, this formation is so evil that no matter how many layers of water curtain you break, most of it will be restored in an instant.

She turned her snow-white wrist, and a ball of pink miasma fell into her palm, exuding a pleasant sweet smell.

This magic weapon came from a peach grove growing under a volcano in the Southern Chu Kingdom while she was traveling after forming the elixir.

According to surrounding villagers, the volcano has been erupting for thousands of years, and this peach forest seems to have been planted thousands of years ago.

They are all first-grade spiritual peaches, containing fire spiritual power. Because of the poisonous flames of the volcano, no one has ever picked them.

Over thousands of years, the spiritual peaches have rotted, and volcanic eruptions have brought out poisonous flames from the center of the earth that continue to burn. The peach forest has a special topography, and when exposed to the sun, a miasma actually forms.

This thousand-year poisonous miasma has accumulated more and more intensely, almost forming an extremity zone around the entire volcano, and all villages and towns within a hundred miles have been relocated.

When the Peach Blossom Fairy saw this scene, she felt happy and felt that this thing was destined to her.

Although I don’t understand why no monk has discovered the effect of this miasma, it is suitable to be used as the main material of a famous magic weapon of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

After capturing the Peach Blossom Miasma, the Peach Blossom Fairy changed several poisons and asked someone to refine the prototype of the magic weapon.

After ten years of refining, she finally had her own magic weapon.

At this time, the Peach Blossom Five Poison Miasma was sacrificed, and the pink miasma in the palm of his hand instantly spread to dozens of acres, dyeing one corner of the 3,600-ring shisha array crimson.

Although Peach Blossom Fairy's attack was not as powerful as the other two, her threat to the formation was actually several points greater.

In Feiyue Lake.

Su Li and several elders were each responsible for a formation node and infusing mana.

But everyone knows in their hearts that this is just a drop in the bucket.

The 3,600-ring hookah formation took root in the spiritual veins and connected the entire body of water. The spiritual energy it could drive was terrifying.

Unless there are dozens or hundreds of foundation-building monks, there may be obvious additions to the battle strategy.

The key to whether the formation can hold up is Zhou Suqing on the small island in the middle of the lake.

At this time, Zhou Suqing only had the formation disk in her eyes, nothing else in her mind, her eyes were pious, and she used her knowledge of formations to the limit.

"Fortunately, when we first set up the formation, we chose the 3,600-ring hookah formation instead of other third-level formations... In addition to covering the line of sight and shielding the spiritual consciousness, this formation has no means of counter-injury, but it does it in terms of protective capabilities. At the limit, the water curtain is endless and never stops.”

As long as the attacker cannot break through the 3,600 water curtains in an instant, the formation can be restored by just counting breaths.

But when three pill-forming monks took action, Zhou Suqing immediately felt heavy pressure.

Changes in formations and mobilization of spiritual power required her to respond.

There was a box of high-grade spiritual stones in front of her, exactly thirty yuan, which was what Patriarch Yang left for her to use to maintain the formation before he left.

If he feels that the formation is in danger, Zhou Suqing will not hesitate to throw several high-grade spiritual stones into the formation hub, turning them into pure spiritual power to immediately fill the gap.

"If it's just this level of attack, I should be able to withstand it for three days..."

Zhou Suqing had silver hair, and some of the hair roots were dead and fell to the ground when touched.

The third-level formation should be perfectly controlled by a third-level formation mage or a real person.

With a second-level high-grade formation mage forcibly controlling it, one can imagine the mental drain.

…

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, the headquarters of the Zhengqi Alliance.

In a majestic hall, four monks were sitting on the left and right, discussing matters.

"Fellow Taoists, how are you discussing the Ghost Spirit Sect's large-scale invasion of Qingfeng Sect... Do you want to send a Danjie elder to support?"

Master Zhu of the Danxia Sect is the rotating elder of the Righteous Alliance. When the leader of the alliance, Taoist Jiuhe, moves to the front line to confront the Master of the Blood God, all matters of the Righteous Alliance will be reported to him.

"I think it's better to wait and see what happens... Who knows if it's a conspiracy by the devil to set a trap and want to ambush one of our Danjie elders."

An old monk in Taoist robes with a red face and a white beard and long beard was there and said in a calm tone.

"Amitabha...the old monk thinks so too."

The only Buddhist sect in Liang Kingdom presided over the ceremony. Ruyi monk put his hands together and looked kindly.

"Besides, the Qingfeng Sect is not a member of our Righteous Alliance, so there is no need to risk such a rescue."

"Brother Ke, what do you think?"

Zhu Zhenren turned his attention to the last person in the hall. This person was extremely ugly. He had closed his eyes and meditated and said nothing since the discussion.

"You decide for yourself whether to save or not... I want to go back to retreat. If you have nothing else to do, don't disturb me."

The monk surnamed Ke had a shrill voice, and after finishing speaking, he strode out of the hall.

"Why……"

Zhu Zhenren watched the three elders of the Righteous Alliance bow and leave, and the thousands of words in his heart only turned into a long sigh.

The Zhengqi Alliance was originally the product of the alliance of several sects, bonded together by the powerful strength of Jiuhe Taoist.

Rather than being righteous monks who are dissatisfied with the evil deeds of demonic monks, they are essentially a loose organization that has a huge conflict of interest with the demonic sect and stick together to keep warm.

Except for the Zhengqi Sect and Danxia Sect, which have a better atmosphere, their disciples are quite chivalrous and act righteously.

Some of the other sects came from side sects, and their behavior was slightly better than that of the Demon Sect, leaving little skin behind.

No one would be interested in asking these people to take risks to support a remote sect that was beyond their reach.