This old man is also one of the great monks of the late Nascent Soul who has been guarding this place for more than a thousand years in the above-ground city. It is said that he is only one step away from the stage of becoming a god. As long as he can cross it within a hundred years, there is hope to ascend to the spiritual world in the future.
exist.
Compared with other Nascent Soul stage monks who spend most of their time practicing in seclusion or going out to look for opportunities, his practice method is quite violent and bloody, and he is specifically responsible for suppressing some resistance or provocation.
Monster.
Whenever a monster of the same level is hunted, a shadow composed of evil energy will condense behind it, and its strength will also increase accordingly, which is equivalent to a clone.
This old man's combat effectiveness ranks among the top three among all the late Nascent Soul monks. When he appears, it has a significant effect on boosting morale.
Compared to the excitement of the golden elixir and the foundation-building monks, the other three Nascent Soul Ancestors who accompanied them showed dumbfounded expressions. Obviously, since they were traveling with this god of death, the trophies on the fourth-level monsters might not be available to him.
The monks responsible for slaying the White Bear tribe include four Nascent Soul Ancestors, more than 300 Golden Core Stage monks, and nearly a thousand Foundation Establishment Stage monks. The Qi Refining Stage monks are obviously not qualified to participate.
"The underground city is the core city of our monks on the subcontinent, and it is also the spiritual pillar in the hearts of every monk. Some monsters who do not know life and death and do not know the general situation are openly occupying the roads in all directions. How can we tolerate them?
Continue to be arrogant?" The old man with a sword on his back stood in the air and lectured menacingly.
With every targeted word, his momentum is also rising, and the morale of the monks is improving simultaneously, which should be a secret technique.
"Will you all follow me to open up the eastern trade route and kill the white bear tribe?"
"We sincerely obey the order of our ancestors and are willing to follow our ancestors to kill the monsters." A neat and powerful voice rose up into the sky, soaring straight into the sky. It was something that should not be underestimated.
Zhao Shoushou, who always prided himself on being calm when he was caught in this situation, could not restrain his inner excitement at this time. He couldn't help but follow the monks present and roar, as if this was the only way to express his heroic ambitions.
"Since you all have no objections, please follow me and kill the White Bear tribe to pieces." The great monk of the late Nascent Soul stage took the lead and was the first to rise into the sky.
The remaining more than a thousand monks followed closely behind, each using their own methods. After leaving the forbidden area of the city wall, they rushed towards the location of the White Bear Group as quickly as possible.
The distance of eight thousand miles only consumes half an hour for the Golden Core monks who are moving forward with all their strength. As a middle-stage Golden Core monk, he is obviously faster than the large army.
When it arrived at the predetermined location, surrounded by layers of monsters, there were already bursts of roars that resounded throughout the world. It should be that the ancestor of the Nascent Soul stage who arrived here first was fighting against the fourth-level monsters.
As for the third-level monsters, battle groups of various sizes have also broken out, and they are basically dominated by mid- to late-stage Jindan monks.
Because they are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they are naturally also at a disadvantage in actual battles. However, this situation is constantly changing as the monks arrive one after another.
Now that the battle has begun, Zhao Shoushou will naturally not shrink back at the last moment, not to mention that in his eyes, these white bears are completely moving treasures, which are related to the exchange of defensive magic weapons and ancient treasures.
After searching with his spiritual consciousness, he found traces of two third-level middle-grade white bears, and saw a water gun in their hands surrounding them, actively trapping them in the battle.
Thanks to the requirement to exchange magic weapons in the above-ground city, all the monks have very clear goals. Unless they are forced to do so, they will not hunt down low-level monsters, and naturally they will not challenge high-level monsters without overestimating their capabilities.
beast.
"Roar!" The two thick-skinned white bears, provoked by the water guns, quickly fell into a rage, and each of their powerful bear paws instigated them crazily.
Unfortunately, due to the limitations of their own body size, these guys are naturally slightly inferior in speed, and the monks can easily dodge them.
Seeing that after a fierce battle, there was no result at all, the furious white bear suddenly opened its mouth and spit out streams of white smoke. As soon as Fang came into contact with the air, it immediately turned into ice needles the size of iron needles, surrounding it from all directions.
These ice needles were small in size, fast in speed, and sharp enough, and they seemed to be all-pervasive, causing him a lot of trouble.
"Cover the watermark, edict" Facing the attack of hundreds of ice needles, Zhao Shoushou did not take a step back. A burst of rich spiritual light flashed over his hands, and streams of spiritual water containing special energy turned into giant hands.
Slapping hard against the earth, these ice needles seemed to have encountered a natural nemesis, turning into a futile part of the earth upon contact with water.
"If someone Zhao hadn't recently understood this watermark, I'm afraid this battle would still be quite difficult. It's rude to come and go without reciprocating. The earth-shattering sword comes out." How could Zhao Shoushou's character be able to withstand the attack from the white bear in vain?
Whenever there is an opportunity, we will definitely fight back decisively and fiercely.
The Earth-Shattering Blade, the only ancient treasure obtained from the monk's cave, even if its attributes are slightly inconsistent, it is difficult to exert its full strength, and the power it unleashes cannot be underestimated.
Under Zhao Shoushou's urging, a complete blade suddenly shot out from the earth-shattering sword. Its sharpness, lethality, and speed far exceeded all previous methods.
As a white bear that bears the main power of the Earth-Shattering Blade, even though it had the right to retreat and defend itself as soon as it sensed the threat, it was a pity that it was too late.
The sword shadows all over the sky fell one after another, and the main body as the main method directly chopped off a pair of powerful forelimbs. Warm and smelly blood spurted out, almost dyeing the surrounding ground blood red.
"Roar" came the painful roar of the white bear, biting off the two strongest front teeth alive, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood mist, turning into two sharp hidden weapons and hitting him directly on the forehead.
It is said that the death of a rabbit makes a fox sad, and the same goes for a white bear. Seeing his companion suffer a heavy blow, how can another third-level mid-level white bear remain indifferent?
The huge white bear swooped to bring its strength advantage to almost its peak level. In the process of swooping closer, it was originally an ice and snow monster. As it moved forward, the wind and snow naturally accompanied it, and it turned into a monster.
An all-pervasive snow sword provides assistance.
Faced with the pincer attacks from the two white bears in front and behind, Zhao Shoushou dodged as much as possible while also waiting for opportunities to launch some fierce counterattacks. The battle between the two sides was quite exciting.
Just as the battle between Zhao Shoushou and Bai Xiong was intensifying, the largest number of foundation-building monks on the monk side finally arrived.
These monks controlled their own spiritual weapons one after another, and drew the second-level white bears that had been harassing the Jindan battle group into their own battles.