The Qian family retreated.
Qian Zhongxuan was puzzled along the way. Where did the magic come from?
Monster hunters should not be good at spells.
"Could it be that old man Yu Changlin did it himself?"
Qian Zhongxuan shook his head, "No, the spiritual power is too weak. It seems that it may not even be available in the later stages of Qi refining."
But in such a humble realm, how can magic be spread so far?
Qian Zhongxuan was puzzled and could only curse in his heart:
"Well, Yu Changlin, you turned out to be quite insidious in hiding such a skill!"
But only Elder Yu knew that he was wrongly accused this time, because the sinister person was really not him...
Seeing the Qian family retreating, Mo Hua stood up, dusted himself off, and smiled with a smile on his face.
"Fireball is so fun!"
Elder Yu was also a little impressed. He patted Mo Hua's shoulder and praised: "Yes, the spell is used in a decent way!"
He didn't want to praise him too harshly, lest he appear ignorant.
After receiving the compliment, Mo Hua smiled even more happily, and then asked:
"Does the Qian family have any other tricks next?"
Elder Yu said: "Don't think too highly of that old guy Qian Zhongxuan. With his little brains, he can think of this method, which is unprecedented. The next fight between hard bridges and hard horses will be better than his."
At dawn the next day, the monks from the Qian family arrived again.
Sure enough, as Elder Yu said, Qian Zhongxuan had no new tricks, so he could only line up and fight head-on.
Qian Zhongxuan scolded Elder Yu bloody in his heart, but he did not dare to say anything openly for fear of humiliating himself.
Don't be quick with your words for a while!
Qian Zhongxuan warned secretly.
In a head-on battle, the Qian family has many people and their cultivation is superior. There are only a few demon hunters, but they have experienced hundreds of battles, and their chances of winning are estimated to be between 50 and 50.
But you don’t know if you don’t hit it.
Both sides didn't waste any time and charged straight into the fight.
So on the mountainside of Wuming Peak, there were densely packed monks, with bright swords intertwined and colorful spiritual powers crisscrossing the area.
The ink paintings are extremely shocking to see.
When the two sides were fighting and it was difficult to separate them, Elder Yu estimated that the Qian family monks could not retreat easily, so he waved his hand and made a killing motion.
"Show you something good."
Elder Yu looked at Qian Zhongxuan in the distance, with a mocking smile on his face.
Qian Zhongxuan was startled, and then he saw a dozen demon hunters wearing iron armor walking out of the queue of demon hunters.
When the sun shines, the iron armor glows with a dark luster, and it looks majestic and solemn.
Qian Zhongxuan almost wanted to vomit blood.
Where did these poor monster hunters get their armor?
Then he saw that these armors looked familiar, his eyes were like daggers, and he glanced at Qian Zhuang who was standing aside.
Qian Zhuang stood with his head shrunken, not daring to say a word. At this time, he hated himself so much that he was tall and stood out in the crowd, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.
"It doesn't matter, iron armor is not invulnerable."
Faced with a formidable enemy, Qian Zhongxuan calmed down and ordered the Qian family monks to restrain the armored demon hunter.
If the sword is struck too many times, the armor will be broken.
Then he discovered that this armor seemed to be really invulnerable!
When an ordinary sword is struck, there won't even be a scratch. Even if it is a first-grade sword, the damage will not be great.
The impact of force and the fluctuation of spiritual power will also be resolved by the faint golden light on the armor.
These armors were collected from the Qian family. They originally had formations in them, but they were too rough. Ink Hua disliked them, so he erased the original ones and painted the golden armor formations by himself.
A first-grade golden armor array is enough to make iron armor impregnable!
A demon hunter who is at the ninth level of Qi Refining and has experienced hundreds of battles. He wears armor made of refined iron and is blessed by a first-grade golden armor array. He can basically be invincible on the Qi Refining battlefield where the foundation is built without taking any action.
If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha!
These dozen or so armored demon hunters seemed to be in an uninhabited land. Wherever they went, the Qian family monks had almost no enemies.
Face to face, no one can beat these armors.
Qian Zhongxuan's scalp felt numb when he saw it.
When did the Qian family's armor become so powerful?
Can't cut it like this?
Then he also saw the faint golden light on the armor.
"This is... a formation?"
Qian Zhongxuan cursed in his heart, the armor itself is hard enough, but why the hell did they reinforce the formation inside? Are you ashamed of yourself?
"Well, Yu Changlin, I will remember this grudge!" Qian Zhonghen said.
But the defeat had already begun, and Qian Zhongxuan had no choice but to say with hatred: "Withdraw!"
However, even if he wanted to withdraw, it would not be so easy.
The battlefield spread out, monks fought in melee, and the scene was chaotic.
When the Qian family ordered a retreat, it was like a mountain collapsing, with rocks rolling and no one knew where to go.
The monks of the Qian family lost their fighting spirit and ran around in a panic. The demon hunter was behind them to cover them up and expand the results of the battle.
By the time the Qian monks successfully retreated to the base of the peak for temporary repairs, they had already suffered heavy casualties, and nearly half of the monks could no longer fight.
Qian Zhongxuan's heart was bleeding.
Qian Zhuang felt sad, but not that sad anymore.
Compared with Elder Qian's failure, my own failure cannot be called a failure, it can only be regarded as a setback, which is nothing at all.
Thinking about it this way, Qian Zhuang actually felt a little better...
But he did not dare to touch Qian Zhongxuan's brow, so he could only say with a sad and angry expression:
"There were heavy casualties this time. The demon hunter went too far! I wonder if the elders have a plan to take us to revenge!"
Qian Zhongxuan looked painful for a while, then gritted his teeth and said:
"This revenge must be avenged!"
"Even if I spend a lot of money, I still want that old man Yu Changlin to pay the price!"
Qian Zhuang's heart skipped a beat. Elder Qian was indeed angry, but he didn't know what else he could do.
Qian Zhongxuan's heart was bleeding, while Elder Yu's heart was filled with joy.
This is a hearty victory!
Elder Yu allowed everyone to celebrate briefly, eat meat and drink wine.
The meat was cooked and smoked dried meat, and it was also the meat of the bison demon, which Liu Ruhua had prepared before.
Because of the conflict with the Qian family, she didn't know how long the spirit mine would be guarded, so she made a lot of it. But there were also many demon hunters, and each demon hunter had only a few pieces, so she could only try something new.
You can't drink too much wine, only two bowls per person.
Because the relationship between the spirit mine and the mine is so important, no accidents can occur. Even on a day of great victory, we cannot afford to be careless.
There are no restrictions on other dry food and wild fruit foods.
The atmosphere in the mine became lively.
Everyone guarded the spirit mine, had to find time to mine spirit stones, and had to deal with the harassment of the money masters, and also had to fight with real swords and guns. The atmosphere on weekdays was either serious or dull. At this time, we could finally put down our burdens and breathe a little sigh of relief.
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Mo Hua also walked around, and wherever he went, monster hunters greeted him warmly.
After all, without Mo Huahua's Golden Armor Formation, they would probably suffer more injuries, and it would be even harder to defend the spiritual mine this time.
There are also some demon hunters who are reluctant to eat meat and wine themselves and want to invite Mo Hua to eat.
Mo Hua refused. Everyone has worked hard for so long, and it’s not easy to get something good.
The most important thing is that there are a lot of delicious food in his storage bag, which his mother specially prepared for him, so as not to make him hungry in there.
But I stayed in there for a long time. Mo Hua skipped eating on weekdays and was almost done with the meat.
"I don't know how long we have to guard this spiritual mine..."
Mo Hua said silently in his heart.
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