Chapter 70 Pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger
"What happened?" The two masters of the True Yuan Stage looked at each other, and at the same time, Yu Feng flew to the front.
"Monsters...monstrous beasts." Several Zhenqi stage cultivators covered in blood staggered over, their faces full of horror. They were the disciples responsible for guarding the outside. Seeing this scene, other people's
His expression became even uglier.
The True Yuan Stage master named Rong's face darkened and he released his spiritual thoughts.
"Brother Rong, what did you find?" Although they are both in the Zhen Yuan stage, the black-faced monk is not the master of spiritual thinking. Apart from him, other Zhen Qi stage cultivators also cast concerned glances at the old man surnamed Rong.
"No! There is a large group of monsters rushing towards us!" The old man surnamed Rong frowned.
After hearing this, the faces of the monks turned earth-colored. In Wuyao Ridge, in addition to being wary of the Snow Mountain Sect's pursuit, monsters were also their natural enemies.
Immediately some cultivators wanted to leave. They were temporarily grouped together. Now that a disaster was approaching, they naturally ran for their lives.
However, Yu Feng, the cultivator who was the fastest to escape, only flew more than a hundred feet before he screamed. A swarm of locusts as big as pigeons flew in the sky, and the monsters had already arrived.
The two True Yuan Stage monks who were originally angry that someone was escaping now had extremely solemn expressions on their faces. Vampire migratory locusts were first-level mid-level monsters. Although their individual strength was not strong, they liked to act in groups. They could be said to belong to individual cultivators.
Nightmare.
These vampire migratory locusts do not go out in groups during this season, but why did they encounter them at this time? Could it be the fault of the Snow Mountain Sect?
Seeing the two escaped monks being torn apart by blood-sucking locusts in mid-air, everyone felt a chill on their backs.
However, this was just the beginning. A rustling sound reached my ears, and countless colorful and ugly venomous snakes appeared on the ground. Although except for a few of them that were quite big, the others could not even be called monsters.
But the number of venomous snakes is so alarming that even cultivators will have a headache.
"Don't panic, everyone, as long as we get together, these blood-sucking locusts and poisonous snakes can't hurt us." A master of the True Yuan Stage named Rong shouted loudly.
After hearing the shouts of the old man surnamed Rong, the other cultivators finally calmed down. The faster they escape, the faster they die. If they unite and join forces, there may be a glimmer of hope for survival.
Survive life after being put to death. Once forced into a desperate situation, even ordinary people can unleash their huge potential, let alone these immortal cultivators.
For a moment, all kinds of strange lights appeared in the valley, and all the monks' magic weapons came out. Some sacrificed spiritual weapons, some held talismans, and most of them used the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
Insects buzzed, snakes spit out poisonous cores, and many poisonous insects and strange birds were killed. However, these monsters were not afraid of death and still swooped in.
At the same time, on the mountain ridge opposite the valley where the monks were besieged, there was a huge rock more than ten feet high, and four people were standing on the rock.
They all wore snow-white robes, with high snow mountains embroidered on the lower corners of the robes. However, the snow mountains of the two people in front had two peaks, while the two young men behind had only one peak.
In the Snow Mountain Sect, the peaks on the robe represent cultivation, one peak represents the True Qi stage, two peaks represent the True Yuan stage, and so on.
At this time, in the hands of the two Zhenqi stage disciples, one held a golden flute, and the other held a crystal green flute.
The two men were playing in a hurry, and the music contained a frightening murderous aura. If you observe it with spiritual eyes, you can find that along with the music, circles of spiritual power are emanating from the flute and the flute.
It turns out that what the two played were not ordinary musical instruments, but spiritual instruments!
"The locust-drawing flute and snake-gathering flute made by my uncle are really powerful." A man with two mountain peaks embroidered on his front shirt said to the other.
"Yes, Uncle Master is indeed the number one master of our Snow Mountain Sect. He is actually able to make such a magical spiritual weapon. When can we reach the realm of Uncle Master?" Another person sighed.
The two True Master Stage monks were filled with admiration. The Master Uncle they were talking about was naturally the Snow Mountain Sect Elder Niu Xiren. He was also the Snow Mountain Sect’s only True Master Stage monk.
"Xiao boy, flute boy, quickly use your maximum strength to drive the blood-sucking locusts and poisonous snakes to launch a more violent attack and destroy those cultivators." The face of the Zhen Yuan period monk standing on the left showed a ferocious look. This person's name was
Ding Qiufeng was already known in the Snow Mountain Sect for his bloodthirsty nature.
As soon as Ding Qiufeng finished speaking, the music became more urgent. However, although the number of vampire locusts and poisonous snakes was large, their grades were a bit inferior. Especially the poisonous snakes, although they are full of highly venom, most of them cannot even be called
For monsters.
The more than 20 remaining monks in the valley are not weak. Together, they can resist it as much as possible, especially the two cultivators of the True Yuan Stage. When the spiritual weapons are deployed, they are even more majestic, and they will suck the blood and fly away.
Locusts and venomous snakes killed people and left corpses scattered all over the fields.
"Brother, it seems we have to take action, otherwise we won't be able to kill these guys." Ding Qiufeng looked at the fighting in the valley, turned around and said to another monk.
"Okay! Junior Brother Ding, let's move around then!" Jiang Jinwei, another True Yuan Stage monk, nodded, waved his hand, and a blood-red light enveloped the four of them, then jumped into the air with a whine, and flew forward.
go.
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Nangong Daihao flipped his wrist, and with the guidance of the plain hand technique, a blue-light spiritual sword fell from the sky, transforming into the shape of a giant sword that was seven to eight feet long. With a loud bang, he chopped off a big snake that was more than one foot long in front of him.
It became two parts.
"Hoo, ho!" Nangong Daijiao panted, with glistening sweat dripping from her forehead. Most venomous snakes are garbage, but this snake has reached the level of a first-class monster. Several monks on our side have suffered from it.
With the poisonous hands, the two True Yuan Stage monks were entangled by the swarm of blood-sucking locusts. In the end, it was Nangong Dai who took action and killed the snake.
Of course she was also very tired.
The faces of the nearby monks all showed admiration. They are not as famous as meeting each other. I have long heard that Wuguang Sect has a female disciple named Nangong Dai, who is a direct descendant of the Nangong family of the immortal cultivating family. This girl is said to be good at both sex and art. This time in the valley
Only when we got together in China did we realize that it was indeed well-deserved.
Some people covet Nangong Dai's beauty, while others are extremely envious of her magical power. It is said that this woman has been cultivating for less than five years and is already at the seventh level of the Qi stage.
Faced with all kinds of greedy and complicated eyes, Nangong Dai remained unmoved. However, the next moment, her pretty face changed color, she turned to the person on her right and shouted sweetly: "Fellow Taoist, be careful!"
"What?" The monk was startled and confused. Before he could react, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and then saw his body falling backwards.
"What's going on?" Because he was so fast, he didn't realize that he had been decapitated before he died.
Blood sprayed all over the sky, and the cultivators nearby were all frightened. The enemy struck so fast, like thunder and lightning. Their spiritual consciousness had not captured any information before they were attacked by surprise. Could it be that the person who attacked was a master of the True Yuan stage?
"This girl has good cultivation, she can actually see through my attack." Ding Qiufeng said.
"Hmph, Nangong Dai of Wuguang Sect is just a disciple of the Zhenqi stage. Didn't I hear that she joined the monk camp? Why did she appear in Mist Demon Ridge today? Could it be that the military was also involved? If that's the case, then
It’s not good!” another person said.
Following the sound of singing and drinking, a ball of blood-colored Yufeng flew close to him, and the light dispersed, revealing the figures of four people.
I used the spiritual eye technique to check the opponent's cultivation level. The remaining monks looked extremely ugly. They turned out to be two masters of the True Yuan Stage of the Snow Mountain Sect!
"Xiao boy, flute boy, continue to intensify the attack." Ding Qiufeng turned around and ordered, then he sacrificed his spiritual weapon, a Hui Feng Wu Liu Dao. The surface was still glowing with blood, and murderous intent rose into the sky.
"Ah!" Following the scream, another cultivator from Zhengxuan Mountain lost his head, and two high-level cultivators from Snow Mountain Sect also joined the battle.
They are very cunning. They specialize in targeting low-level disciples in the Zhenqi stage. Relying on their sharp spiritual weapons and profound Taoist skills, they have no single enemy. As for the other two Zhenyuan stage monks, they are controlled by Ditong and Xiaotong.
Vampire locusts and poisonous snakes trapped.
Although blood-sucking locusts and poisonous insects are not enough to harm the masters of the True Yuan stage, there is still no problem in delaying for some time.
Elder Rong and the black-faced man saw the people on their side screaming and dying one by one, their faces extremely ugly. They tried to rush out to rescue several times, but were blocked by the attacking blood-sucking locusts and poisonous snakes around them. Of course, they were not real.
They care about the life and death of their companions, but when those monks in the Zhenqi stage die and there are no helpers, it will be their turn!
Xiaotong and Ditong were not very powerful, but with the help of two extremely powerful spiritual weapons, they were trapped in place.
In the valley, the bloody massacre continues...
A ray of golden light whizzed down, and the expression on Nangong Dai's face was extremely solemn. She pinched the sword in her hand, and a wisp of green light greeted her.
There was a loud sound of "Boom!", then colorful and strange lights burst out from the sky, and the ground trembled.
"Eh!" Ding Qiufeng's face was full of surprise. This was the first time his spiritual weapon was blocked after it was used in the valley. He didn't expect to underestimate Nangong Dai.
When he saw clearly the weapon that blocked his spiritual weapon, Ding Qiufeng's eyes showed greed.
Ruoshui Sword, what Nangong Dai is wielding is actually the Ruoshui Sword, the elder of Wuguang Sect, Qingshui Zhenren, who was not promoted to Zhenren back then and fought to become famous!
For cultivators in the Zhenqi and Zhenyuan stages, the most powerful treasures are spiritual weapons, while cultivators at the Zhenqi stage and above possess even more powerful magic weapons.
Compared with spiritual weapons, magical weapons are several times more powerful, so once a monk in the True Yuan Stage successfully advances to a real person, the previous spiritual weapons will be useless.
The same is true for Qing Shui Zhenren. This Ruoshui Sword was the one he used before entering the real person stage. Nangong Dai was his last closed disciple. Qing Shui Zhenren passed Ruoshui Sword to this youngest disciple.
How could the treasure used by the elders of Wuguang Sect be of ordinary quality? Even among the best spiritual weapons, the Ruoshui Sword is famous.
For a cultivator, strength is composed of three parts: the realm of cultivation, treasures, and elixirs and spiritual stones.