Sun's journey to immortality

"Chirp Chirp" Just when the two sides were evenly matched and entangled, and it was difficult to tell the winner between the two sides, a large group of flying monsters numbering over a thousand appeared in the distance.

These flying monsters are not from the same ethnic group, but are also a gathering of flying monsters in the Beast Control Mountain Range.

"Monk of the Beast Control Sect, Javelin" was ordered. The monk who originally served as the supervisor of the battle team in the Beast Control City seemed to have been prepared and was not too panicked by the appearance of the flying monster.

The javelins refined with special methods turned into streams of light from the bottom up in the hands of the monks, turning into bursts of javelin rain. A large number of flying monsters were like drowned chickens, constantly falling on the ground. On top of the city wall.

The battle between the third-level monsters and the Golden Core cultivators in the sky also became increasingly unfavorable.

As a symbol of auspiciousness, the three-color deer is not the first race in the same tier in terms of combat power, but this does not mean that they are weak.

Two third-level mid-level three-color deers faced off against a mid-level Golden Core monk. With a clear advantage in numbers, they gradually gained the upper hand.

"Roar" The white bear that had been entangled with the giant tiger also heard a miserable roar. The giant tiger used its own quick reaction ability to directly leave a deep bone-visible wound on the white bear's body, and a large amount of blood gurgled down. The huge body became limp.

"Hmph, do you really think you've got me?" The carefully cultivated spiritual beast suffered heavy losses, and the face of the Golden Pill cultivator became more and more serious.

A long whip with flashing spiritual light appeared in his hand, and with the support of sufficient mana, it struck the male tricolor deer's back with lightning speed.

He got this long whip from the cave of an ancient monk. After refining it, he has been carefully cultivating it with magic power in his Dantian.

The first time he took action, he achieved good results, and a whip mark almost across the entire back was revealed.

Another female tricolor deer had a small colorful cloud appear under its limbs, and the speed of its huge body suddenly increased.

The huge body was directly wrapped in a layer of spiritual light from the side. Using its own strong inertia, the golden elixir monk flew upside down in the air and sprayed a red blood flower in the air.

It would be better to cut off one of his fingers than to injure ten of them. This time, it was a choice between injuring the enemy by one thousand and losing eight hundred by himself. The golden elixir monk did not hesitate to use his hands to seriously injure his opponent. The only purpose was to delay time.

Once a monster is promoted to the third level, it is equivalent to an all-round sublimation of life. It is not only an improvement in cultivation and strength, but also a linear improvement in intelligence.

In this case, although the overall strength is improved, it will also lose the recklessness of the past, causing a slight hesitation or lag when facing heavy blows.

Now for the entire Beast Control City, what they need most is undoubtedly time. They only need to wait for the reinforcements from the Beast Control Sect to arrive. It is not too difficult to turn defeat into victory in this battle.

As long as the battle between Golden Core Stage monks ends in victory, low-level monsters will have to passively accept hunting as their only option.

Of course, with the huge number of small beasts, there are always some lucky beasts who can escape and return to the pre-sale mountains.

"Swish, swish, swish", under the control of the flying monsters, the wind blades kept hitting different positions on the city wall. Some monks who had no time to defend were missing arms and legs, and many were seriously injured. Heavy damage.

"These flying monsters are the most difficult to deal with." Looking at the monsters that took advantage of their talents to fly flexibly in the air, Sun Mingsheng showed a trace of embarrassment on his face.

Except for the monks of the Beast Control Sect who are prepared in advance and can use special javelins to carry out long-range strikes, there are very few other monks who can use them to deal with flying monsters. In most cases, they can only be beaten passively.

From the beginning of the war, Sun Mingsheng, in addition to using magic spells to fight the enemy, only had a fire-gathering bottle floating above his head, spewing out a stream of hot flames from time to time.

It didn't show too much conspicuousness in the battle, so it didn't become a thorn in the flying monster's side, except for the occasional wounds left by some wind blades that didn't affect its combat effectiveness.

His main energy is placed on paying attention to the fire attribute monster. Once it appears, he will attack it with all his strength, and use special means to collect the soul of the fire attribute monster to strengthen the power of the fire gathering bottle and improve the The number of souls that can be controlled by the monster.

The only pity is that there are not many fire-attribute monsters in this wave of small beasts. So far, there are only two first-order middle-grade fire-attribute rat monsters in the fire gathering bottle. , a first-level high-grade fire-attributed snake monster.

All of these will be used as decisive means to press the bottom of the box at critical moments in the future, and Sun Mingsheng will naturally not use them easily.

Naturally, Sun Mingsheng would not be polite to some of the monster corpses that fell around him, and decisively put them into his storage bag as the first trophy of this battle. Of course, all this was on the premise that it would not affect the performance of his combat effectiveness. .

In fact, from this aspect, in this battle, judging from the current situation, it is an advantage.

"A mere three third-level monsters dare to come and cause trouble in the market established by our Beast Control Sect? Huh?" With a cold snort, a stern-faced monk stepped into the void and held a spear in his hand, crossing directly between the two sides. The layers of space stabbed the female tricolor deer hard.

A loud "chirp" sound came, and a golden giant eagle spread its wings about a foot wide, and a pair of claws that could easily penetrate the cracked gold stone landed directly on the giant tiger's head.

This giant eagle is also a third-level monster. It is obviously a spiritual beast belonging to the cold-faced golden elixir monk.

A short but quite fat monk came up from the air. He didn't use any direct attack method. He clenched his fist with his left hand and struck hard somewhere in the void.

A harsh sound came, and a huge fist flew directly across the void and landed on the giant tiger's body.

The reinforcements from the Beast Control Sect were obviously determined to beat up the drowned dog, and concentrated their efforts to kill at least one third-level monster. The lonely giant tiger was naturally the best choice.

In addition to the two Golden Core Stage monks, a huge flying boat soon appeared not far away. More than a hundred Foundation Establishment Stage monks and a thousand Qi Refining Stage monks appeared on the city wall.

These beast-controlling monks were not alone. They sacrificed at least one spiritual beast as they landed. As reinforcements joined the battlefield, the situation on the battlefield quickly began to change.

"The victory has been decided. Most of these trophies are destined to belong to the Beast Control Sect. I should continue to maintain my strength. The right choice is to steal a piece of the trophy while others are not paying attention." This kind of battle is destined to not have much benefit. Naturally, Sun Mingsheng would not sacrifice his life.

"Roar" followed the scream of the giant tiger in the sky. Under the siege of a golden elixir monk and two third-level monsters, the giant tiger fell on the spot, which also brought a perfect end to this battle. The remaining The next part is just about beating up the drowned dog.

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