The spiritual power of these young monks is too weak. If they are allowed to charge the black turret, we don't know how long it will take to charge.
So Ye Fan planned to make preparations in advance, condense more elemental crystals, and then use the crystals to charge the fort. All he had to do was choose a little monk to control the direction.
The strongest elements in Qinglong Border are the wood element and the wind element, so Ye Fan condenses the most elemental crystals of these two elements.
In addition, he also condensed some special element crystals.
For example, the crystals of light elements condensed by the Illuminati cultivation method and the gray crystals condensed by the power of the Black Emperor.
After a busy day, he looked at the element crystals filled with two palm-sized bags around him and smiled with satisfaction.
Before he could be happy for long, he heard a panic sound coming from outside.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
At this time, the sky had darkened, and many monks on the Qinglong border chose to return to their tents to meditate and practice.
Only the patrolling monks were still patrolling the camp diligently.
No one expected that the evil monks would arrive so quickly.
But their daily training is not in vain.
After discovering the evil faction's attack, he immediately stood up to fight.
Ye Fan temporarily put the elemental crystals into the ring and walked out with the Vulcan Sword.
I saw Qinglong standing at the door of Qinglong Military Camp, his eyes red with blood.
"Brother Qinglong, what's going on now?"
While Ye Fan quickly approached Qinglong, he also rescued several monks from the Qinglong military camp who were entangled with the evil monks.
"I'll fuck his grandma's legs. The evil sect is really shameless."
Qinglong cursed while slashing people.
"When the two armies started fighting, they showed no etiquette at all and actually came directly to my camp!"
Ye Fan also frowned. He stopped Qinglong, who had already killed the red-eyed man, and said.
"Brother Qinglong, don't get entangled with these little minions, send messages to the other three major borders and Guangming Pavilion first!"
Qinglong nodded.
With a quick pinch in his hand, four small green dragons flew out in four different directions.
Ye Fan’s hands were not idle either.
He held the magic formula in his hand, and under his control, the Vulcan sword turned into many, attacking different enemies.
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, use me!"
Qingyu ran out without knowing when. He floated next to Ye Fan and said anxiously to Ye Fan.
"The sound of my flute can cause collective harm to people!"
Ye Fan shook his head.
"No, everyone is fighting together now. Once you use your flute to attack, it will not only be the evil monks who are injured!"
Qingyu flattened her mouth and hid her figure.
Rather than saying it is an attack, it is better to say that these evil monks who are attacking tonight are like a test by the evil party on the border of Qinglong.
As quickly as they come, they go as quickly as they come.
After repelling them, Qinglong cursed and patrolled the military camp.
This time the number of enemies was small, and coupled with their quick response, no one in the military camp died, but there were still a lot of injured people.
Looking at the cursing Qinglong, Ye Fan felt helpless.
"Brother Qinglong, there is no etiquette in fighting, especially those from the evil faction. We can only strengthen the defense of the military camp now to prevent them from officially launching an attack."
Qinglong nodded.
"I just can't get angry anymore. Go and rest for a while."