It is the thirty-sixth day.

There was nothing happening in the first few days. After all, this is the western part of Shandu. It is difficult for the cultivators from the direction of the Qifu Alliance to come in. Several nearby sects even jointly launched a dragnet-style search to hunt down sporadic cultivators. However, a month ago, the Wei family organized a successful attack to pick up all the monks from Shandu in Heihefang. After the monks wandering in the Death Swamp were no longer targeted, but all infiltrated into the eastern part of Shandu. At the beginning, they were all scattered cultivators who built foundations, at most three or five people formed a group, looking for soft persimmons everywhere. In the past ten days, a large number of traces of Qi training cultivators have begun to appear nearby.

However, the Wei family has not appeared for a long time, and the traffic in various sects has been cut off and the situation has completely lost control.

"President Qi, Mao family in the south, the fireworks were not on today..."

Wei Minming walked into the Sutra Pavilion and woke Qi Xiu, who was taking a nap at the center of the formation. These days, the mountain protection formation was not strong, and the various cultivators attacking the mountain gate were not determined. Chu Qin Gate took turns to guard the garrison, and finally he was safe.

"Is the Mao family... finished..."

Qi Xiu murmured in a low voice. As time goes by, the fireworks that were originally warning and asking for help have evolved into signals of mutual encouragement and safety. The Mao family's fireworks should not be spared before they lit up.

Lifting his eyelids, Wei Chengqian was sitting cross-legged opposite him. No matter how lazy he was, he knew that something was wrong now. He put away his rogue appearance and like the Chu Qin sect, he arranged to protect the center of the formation and did his best. It was rare.

"Tomorrow, don't let my fireworks go..." Qi Xiu stepped out of the Sutra Pavilion and said to Shen Chang, who was responsible for contacting the outside world, who was replaced by the next squad led by Wei Minming.

"Wouldn't that be..." Shen Chang wanted to speak but stopped, looking puzzled.

"Hey, we are the only ones who are still close to us, and the contact is meaningless. Instead, the fireworks will attract wandering cultivators in the distance. It is better not to let go. Maybe they will think that the immortal forest has been captured, give up, and turn to the Mu family." After Qi Xiu explained, he called himself despicable. Suddenly, he heard a woman quarrel not far away, looking at the place where the sound came. Yu Jing's wife Bai was arguing with Qin Sizhao's sister-in-law about who was washing clothes with water first. I don't know which man went up to drink and stopped.

There are now 24 monks in the sect, and hundreds of mortal relatives moved in to take refuge. They gathered in the mountain gate into a small temporary village. After more than a month, there was inevitably some trivial friction. At this time, it was not worry-free.

Qi Xiu sighed heavily, too lazy to care, so he inspected other places in the mountain gate. Although the disciples all performed their own duties, they all looked numb and had no energy at all.

"Bang, bang..."

The mountain protection formation began to sound dull again, trembling, which made people panic in their hearts. The next wave of attacks of the cultivators outside the formation began again. At the beginning, these cultivators were not united, and they did their own things, and even had internal strife to attack each other. However, in recent days, they have gradually become orderly. A leader of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and two cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, more than 30 qi-training cultivators took turns to eliminate the magic array. Today's attack was particularly fierce, and it seemed that another cultivator would join.

"support!"

Wei Minming poked his head out of the Sutra Pavilion and shouted, "The support disciples Bai Muhan had already arranged to rush in immediately and stabilized the mountain protection formation."

"Master, hurry up and go back and rest. Their attacks will not stop within three or two hours." Chen Chang persuaded Qi Xiu to return to the Caotang, and he also ran into the Sutra Pavilion. Seeing Bai Muhan frowning and adding spirit stones to the center, the two of them looked at each other silently, their eyes were exhausted, and they sat cross-legged and input spiritual power.

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The battle at F Pavilion destroyed the original mountain protection formation of Xianlinao, but it was indirectly because of the reason why Chu Qin Sect could persist until now during the scattered cultivator chaos. The second-level lower-level earth-class [Huanyuan Heavy Earth Array] is good at defense and is most suitable for the current situation of defending.

What’s ironic is that this formation was bought by Qi Xiu from Qi Fucheng.

...

The next night, Qi Xiu recovered most of the time, stood on the roof of the hall, quietly looking into the distance, Monk Kongwen flew to his side and said, "The moonlight shines brightly tonight, which is not a good sign!"

Qi Xiu looked up and a full moon in the sky shone brightly outside the mountain gate. Nearly fifty people gathered there were around the bonfire, meditating with closed eyes. The rare tranquility accompanied by the cold moon and clear sunlight made Qi Xiu's talent tremble continuously. This question was afraid that he would have similar prophetic talents, otherwise he would not have come to warn himself inexplicably.

"Jie, Jie..."

Accompanied by several unpleasant and strange laughter, more than twenty monks' figures approached quickly, which was different from the black cloth Baotou who had besieged the immortal forest before. These people were all generously revealed, and the bloody smell on everyone's body could be sensed from afar.

The first person has a foundation-building cultivation level in the late stage, with a cheek-shaped eagle eye, a scar on his left face, and a full of vicious appearance.

"It's over..."

With this new force joining, there is no hope of defending the dead. Qi Shuo closed his eyes, the voice, appearance, smiles and the hot bodies of his wives and concubines in his mind kept flashing, and finally he was overwhelmed by endless blood.

Just as it was impossible to imagine, there was a quarrel outside the mountain gate. Although it was not real to hear it, it was obvious that the two groups of people who came first and then had a dispute.

Qi Xiu was overjoyed and felt the dawn suddenly appear. Looking closely, the scar monk and the original late-stage monk in the foundation building stage were not sure what they were arguing. The rest of the people were all tense and glaring.

"Great, if there is a conflict between the two sides..."

Before Qi could finish his words, his hope was broken. The two late-stage scattered cultivators were not stupid at all. After arguing, they immediately reached an agreement, each pulling their cultivators far apart, and ordering attacks together, and seventy or eighty rays of various magical instruments\

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u8292, the mountain protection formation burst into a painful roar, I am afraid I can't hold on for much time.

"Support! Come and support!"

Yu Deno, who was on duty, shouted for help. Almost all the monks in the door ran to the Sutra Pavilion. Monk Kongwen looked at Qi Xiu, sighed, and flew over.

"For the sake of the present, we can only find a glimmer of life from these two groups of people who are not in charge of each other." The situation is now, and it is a death. Fortunately, he made some plans. Qi Xiu made a ruthless heart and made a decision. He immediately flew into the Sutra Pavilion and shouted: "Mu Han! Change the tactics!"

“Which one!?”

"Close the door and beat the dog, two peaches kill three soldiers!"

"Get orders!"

...

The scar monk's surname is the district and named Bao. Among the scattered cultivators in Baishan, he is famous for his actions without any scruples. He got the nickname of a scar-faced madman and fought all the way in the mountain capital and gained a lot. Yesterday, he just slaughtered the Mao family's mountain gate and brought some monks who were willing to follow him to come to the immortal forest to grab food. It was also very smooth. After a short attack, the opponent's mountain protection formation flashed weakly and fell silent.

"There is a ghost! The formation has not been broken, they stopped it on their own initiative!"

Among the casual cultivators, a monk who is proficient in formations shouted loudly, but Qu Bao ignored these things and rushed in, "Idiot! This kind of earth-based formation is the best for defense, and it is the same inside and outside!"

He was a wise man. He rushed to the front of the hall while breathing, and was isolated from the newly lit protective shield. "Fuck! Setting up a formation in the array, this company has a lot of money! Huh!?"

The figures of two red-robed Qi-training monks will be immersed in the newly unfolded formation. A big tree they dragged by was taken away without having time to take it away together and discarded it halfway. The tree body is full of green light, like a tree or jade, and it looks like an ordinary person.

"Second-level tree! It's been at least five hundred years!"

Qu Bao thought of lightning, and the light flew towards the big tree. The branches and leaves of the trees were green, and even if they were pulled out, they were still full of vitality.

If a living thing cannot be put into a storage bag, then it will turn it into a dead thing!

Qu Bao sacrificed his usual second-level spiritual sword and slashed towards the tree body. He was "in" all over the ground, leaving a long hole in the tree body, which was bounced open and could not be killed.

"mine!"

A flying sword penetrated into his back, and another late-stage monk in the foundation building stage saw that the treasure was in front of him and had lost the opportunity. He did not care about the previous agreement and immediately launched a sneak attack.

"dream!"

The leopard roared loudly, turned around to protect the big tree, and the imperial sword held the flying sword that was attacking. The phantom of his life appeared. It was a leopard with only fangs and claws, and its huge spiritual power leopard claws were grabbed at the other party.

"Everyone goes together! The benefits are evenly divided!"

The monk seemed a little afraid of the leopard, so he attracted several followers, including one of whom was in the early stage of foundation building, surrounded each person and a tree, and attacked endlessly.

"Come and help!"

District Leopard called for support, but no one came for a long time. When he turned around, he was almost angry. The people he brought were fighting with the other party for the things in the spiritual field. There was no way, so he had to use all three things to eliminate the vitality of the big tree while leopard shadows blocking the attack of the opponent's late-stage monks, while also having to deal with several other annoying fish.

They fought in a thrilling way, and the spiritual land was also very lively. Dozens of monks competed for things such as [Mukui], with few porridge and many people, and naturally there was constant conflict. Fortunately, they were not very valuable, so there was no need to fight for it. A monk in the early stage of foundation building flew in the air, picked up the sword tip, and took the [ginseng] in the soil one by one, which was very comfortable.

The spiritual land was not big, and soon it turned into a mess. Everyone looked around and looked for new targets. Suddenly, a pavilion, a bottle and two black magic weapons flew out of the defensive formation. A large amount of black water gushed out of the bottle's mouth, and accompanied by the black thick fog scattered in the treasure pavilion, pouring into the spiritual land.

"Why is it so smelly!? It tastes exactly the same as Heihe!"

"This is the fucking smell of Heihe!"

"They are trying to destroy the spiritual field and block it!"

Many monks talked and blocked the black water and black fog. Unexpectedly, the [Huanyuan Heavy Earth Array] suddenly reopened, and a powerful force pulled everyone to the ground tightly, and the spiritual power was much slower. In the black water, there were countless plant phantoms of black branches, growing and entangled, and anyone with poor cultivation would be difficult to break free.

"Life and die together, bless\

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In the spare magic circle, about twenty red-robed monks shouted and rushed out at the same time, like a red cloud sweeping across. Various flying swords were like death-seeking ghosts, harvesting the lives of the cultivator. They suddenly burst into blood and screamed in pain.

"Return to the future! Die!"

In addition to the three foundation building that were fighting each other, there were three in the spiritual land. Among the people who were rushing out of the Chu Qin Sect, most of them were crooked and cracked. There were even children of a few years old who used their little flying sword to kill people with their breasts. They were all furious. The three of them attacked each other, and Qi Xiu waved [Qingyu Ruyi] to block one person. Wei Minming and Yu Deno worked together to block one person. Monk Kongwen kept chanting, and a golden Buddha light lit up around him, barely blocking one person.

"Dang!"

After only three moves to fight, [Qingyu Ruyi] was knocked out of dust and lost contact with the mind.

Unexpectedly, the first one to lose was the leader Qi Da, who had the highest cultivation level in the sect. Without a magic weapon to compete with, he could not fight against the Baishan cultivator of the same level. At this time, Xiao Zhanqiu also exhausted his spiritual power and fell head-on. The second-level [Obsidian Jade Pure Bottle] automatically flew into his arms, and the black water broke the source, and Qin Weiyu's [Wujian Zelan Formation] also supported it soon.

Seeing this, Chu Wuying covered everyone's body, and the rest of the Baishan scattered cultivators had just organized a counterattack, and countless magic weapons were all hit in the air.

"retreat!"

Bai Muhan held Xiao Zhanqiu and felt very distressed. Seeing that he was not allowed to do anything, he quickly ordered the retreat. Everyone retreated into the Sutra Pavilion. Although no one was injured, he also killed more than 30 middle and low-level cultivators in Qi training, but the opponent's muscles and bones were not damaged. The six foundation-building alone were enough to break through the backup magic array and Sutra Pavilion.

"Hmph, looking for death!"

There was another incident in the field. A monk in the late stage of Qi training probably thought no one was paying attention and wanted to secretly put the [Qingyu Ruyi] that Qi Xiu dropped. The foundation-building monk who defeated Qi Xiu was willing to let him go and swung him into two pieces. He didn't expect that he was the nephew of another foundation-building monk. The two groups of people started fighting each other again in the formation.

"I... is useless!"

Qi Xiu saw the eyes closed and the little ones who were already exhausted and lying on the ground gasping for breath

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"Hehe, Master Qi will have to use more skills in the future..."

Monk Kongwen was broken and the Buddha's light was cut off, and a deep gap was cut off on his shoulder. As soon as the blood was stopped, he made a joke. He said that this person was pitiful. He didn't even talk about his work for more than ten years, but now he was afraid that he would even lose his life.

Qi Xiu could only smile bitterly. While speaking, the monks outside fought internally and broke through the backup magic circles. They were in a mess and attacked the Sutra Pavilion with heavy power.

The various bookshelfs in the pavilion, the large mahogany furniture left by Bai Xiaosheng had already been thrown out, making room for the relatives of various mortals and servants in the mountain. It was crowded and it was difficult to breathe. At this time, there was no idea that at the last moment, the roar of the magic circle, the sobs of women, the cry of children, and the scolding of men were in chaos. Qin Ji was also brought in because he was Qin Sizhao's father. He leaned against the wall and looked at Xiao Qin Sizhao in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"That guy ran away with the tree!"

The crowd outside suddenly seemed to retreat. It turned out that Qu Bao finally put the [Qingyu Spirit Tree] into the storage bag, displayed the nature of a Baishan scattered cultivator, left his teammate alone and ran away. The other person, who was not willing to work in the later stage of foundation building, hurriedly chased him out.

This was completely messed up, and Qi Xiu was quick to learn and shouted, "The Wei family is here!"

A group of mobs attacked and shouted "Turn" while yelling "Turn". As the fear spread, no one left ran away.

However, when leaving, remember to search the storage bags and other property on the deceased, leaving only a mess.

Chu and Qin looked at each other, feeling like a dream.
Chapter completed!