Ximen Changqing fought in close quarters, and every time he waved his fist, there was a sound of bones breaking from the sixth-level top-quality demon cow.
This sixth-level demon bull, known for its physical strength, was unable to parry Ximen Changqing's brute force attack.
The spirit of the sixth-level top-level demon cow collapsed. The powerful body it was proud of could not compare to a human of the same level.
"Body refining cultivator, you must be a body refining cultivator. I never expected that your body refining technique is so strong!"
The sixth-level top-level demon cow retreated in shock.
It wanted to escape immediately, but unfortunately it was trapped in the formation. It had no way of escaping, and its demise was doomed.
"It's a pity that these high-quality animal bones can no longer be used to refine weapons. They can only be used to stew beef bone soup."
After Ximen Changqing finished speaking, he licked his tongue.
"I won't let you succeed, blast!"
The top-level sixth-level demon bull roared, intending to explode its demon elixir and die together with Ximen Changqing.
Ximen Yunlong smiled and looked at the eight people from Ximen Yongxing.
The thousand disciples selected from Chaoyang Gate and Huanglong Gate are all elite disciples below the level of Foundation Establishment. Their combat effectiveness is definitely stronger than a small army of 100,000 monsters.
"If you want to run away, there is a way!"
"There are too many seventh-level monsters, leave them all to the disciples! You have to take action too!"
"Flame Slash! Death!"
The eight people in Ximen Yongxing naturally have to be humble.
Ximen Changqing would not let it succeed and attacked with his soul, interfering with the demon cow's self-destruction. At the same time, the void doll suddenly appeared behind the demon cow and chopped off the demon cow's head with a sharp sword.
"Bad, just do that, wipe out the 100,000-strong army of monsters!"
"Kill monsters and earn merit!"
They were making beef bone soup, which was delicious and nutritious. From such a small pot, I and my spiritual pets could drink it together.
"Kill monsters and earn merit!"
Now, the white leopard still knows that the four-tailed white fox is a traitor, and a surprise attack will definitely kill him with one blow, and he will nervously destroy the eighth-level white leopard.
Remember, they must follow the small Taoist formations they will train later and act in small groups. They must always act alone to avoid being taken advantage of by the enemy."
Since the four-tailed white fox is enslaved, there is absolutely no possibility of betrayal. Besides, Dayin and Dayin are protecting it and will watch over it.
After all, killing monsters of the same level does not get you basic merit points, but killing monsters of a higher level only earns one-eighth of the merit points, which is a great deal.
As long as Zhuang Ningshu's small formation is controlled, the small army of 100,000 monsters outside will no longer be a turtle in the urn.
"Bad, you go to the array room!"
The eighth-level white leopard, who was having fun, also felt relaxed. He quickly pushed away the snake demon in his arms and hurriedly ran out.
"Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi, you control the small formation. They will set off now. When the flying boat reaches the sky below the small formation, you will let the small formation open a small opening and let them retreat."
"Ouch!"
Ximen Changqing opened his mouth and analyzed.
So far, the array has not been controlled by me, and the small army of 100,000 monsters in the small array of Qinghua Mountain has become a turtle in the urn.
"That's a great prize, that's a great prize!"
"What's going on? The humans are coming to kill us?"
Especially the dried meat of eighth-level monsters contains the richest essence and blood, and eating it will not cause any serious harm to the physical body.
Ximen Yunlong poured a basin of hot water on me.
Ximen Changqing personally cooks, makes delicious ingredients, and rewards the spiritual pets who fight together.
At this point, the small army of monsters defending Qinghua Mountain has no eighth-level weaklings left, and the two small sect disciples controlled by the Ximen family cannot kill them as much as they want.
The Ximen family Lianxu clan members immediately led two small sect disciples in a small flying boat and headed straight for Zhuang Ningshu's small formation.
"It's indeed very wrong. It's true. Compared with the local monks, if compared with the eight guys Yongxing, Yongsheng, and Yongyang, Yongyu is enough."
Everyone supports the annihilation of the small army of monsters.
"The little family is preparing for war, no one will make a sneak attack!"
Nowadays, the eighth-level monsters are basically in the small formation. Those high-level monsters are naturally more relaxed, and they are worried about whether the small formation can hold it.
Ximen Yunfei looked satisfied, and then saw Ximen Yongyu kill a seventh-level low-grade monster. A moment ago, he killed another one, and the first one fled in a panic.
"This battle is a complete victory. Thank you for your hard work, Xiaojia. Immediately clean up the corpse of the monster. You can make barbecue and stew beef bone soup for Xiaojia!"
Moreover, there are very few weak people in the Ximen family, and all the eighth-level monsters were killed by Ximen Changqing. The top-level combat power collapsed, and the small army of monsters was destined to be destroyed.
Ximen Changqing took out dozens of jars of spiritual wine, and ate meat and drank wine with his spiritual pets. First, he drank a small pot of beef bone soup.
If he kills few monsters, exchanging them for promotion spiritual items will be a problem."
The monsters are also preparing for the war with all their strength. They are self-conscious about their small numbers and think they are not yet strong enough to fight.
According to the subsequent training, we work as a large group to find enemies of the same level to fight with.
Ximen Yunsong gave the order.
"Brother Baibao, the human race suddenly attacked, and we can only rely on you to defend the small formation."
Ximen Yunfei looked at a burly family monk with surprise on his face.
"Of course I'll kill them! All die!"
"Kill, kill all the invading humans!"
Eighty Ximen Family Hua Shen Clan members are enough to fight against more than a hundred seventh-level monsters. If you add in the sect's non-family disciples, it becomes even more uncertain.
"Master, this is the storage ring on the monster. It should contain many good things."
However, when a small flying boat landed in front of Qinghua Mountain, the broken formation quickly closed again, leaving all the monsters and beasts stunned.
The eighth-level white leopard felt relieved and hurried to the array room.
"This is Yongyu! If you fight eight low-grade seventh-level demonic beasts alone, you will be defeated at all!"
"Why!"
Xiao Jin diligently put away all the storage rings and handed them to Ximen Changqing.
"Disciples, you are about to arrive at the battlefield and fight with a small army of 100,000 monsters. Yes, they are just worried. A small number of monsters are very strong. They just kill them to their heart's content.
But more than a hundred miles away from Qinghua Mountain, the two small sect armies brought by the Ximen family were not yet ready for battle.
Nowadays, Ximen Yongxing has reached the middle stage of cultivation, which is naturally comparable to that of Ximen Yongyu.
The monsters prepare for battle with all their strength and head off to meet a flying boat.
"It's too little. I can't even finish it. Let's go meet Grandpa and give us some as a gift!"
For a moment, in the small formation of Qinghua Mountain, the Monster Sect was in chaos.
"Four-Tails, his injuries should not be broken yet. It's his mission to kill the White Leopard."
"The time has come, start the formation!"
The two small sects controlled by the family still need half a day to arrive. I can only wait patiently. I must be patient for the huge merit points generated by a small army of 100,000 monsters.
Seeing Ximen Changqing break into the array room, a seventh-level monster asked sharply.
It had just taken a few steps when it was attacked by a four-tailed white fox and was slightly injured.
Ximen Changqing, who transformed into a seventh-level dragon-rhinoceros beast, successfully retreated into the small formation of Zhuang Ningshu. The monsters guarding the small formation did not see through me.
"It's too bad. Changqing hasn't succeeded yet. Let's just kill him and retreat. Let's go!"
"Don't worry about it, prepare for war immediately and fight to the death with the human race!"
The top-level sixth-level monster cow was killed, and none of the other sixth-level monsters escaped, and they all became Ximen Changqing's trophies.
It was lying comfortably in the arms of a seventh-level snake demon, having fun.
After retreating into Zhuang Ningshu's small formation, Ximen Changqing went straight to the formation room.
If I let the Huashen tribe kill me, I won't get all the merit points. If I kill him, I can only get one-eighth of the merit points. Naturally, it's like letting the Huashen tribe members kill me.
In its opinion, if the bull demon and the young man took action personally, they would definitely not be able to eliminate the human monks and rescue the trapped tiger demon and his party.
Ximen Yunjin smiled and patted Ximen Changqing beside him.
"Disciples, if you destroy the monsters, your predecessors will become slaves of the monsters a few years ago. Therefore, you must kill the monsters without mercy!"
In an instant, a thousand elite human monks jumped out from the flying boat and charged into the small army of monsters without any determination.
Standing under the flying boat, Ximen Yunsong observed the overall situation and made no move to fight. On the battlefield above, there were no monsters worthy of my attack.
The four-tailed white fox suddenly appeared and stood beside the white leopard.
Before handing over the formation to the control of the four-tailed white fox, Ximen Changqing joined the clan members.
Before I chased down the seventh-level monster, I quickly launched a weak attack and killed the seventh-level monster with one move.
"Disciples, Chaoyang Sect will definitely win!"
Ximen Changqing gave an order to the white fox, who had been enslaved for a long time, to kill the eighth-level white leopard.
That small formation was like opening the door for a flying boat, and then closing the door before the flying boat retreated.
"die!"
There are only a hundred or so seventh-level monsters that can be divided among the Huashen disciples, especially the Ximen Huashen clan members, who have the strength to defeat one against eight, or even one against seven.
"Disciples, the merit points punished for that fight with the monster were very generous. Each point of merit points cannot be exchanged for two points of sect contribution points.
If the disciples of the two small sects were not under pressure, the Ximen Lianxu clan members would not be able to kill a group of seventh-level monsters at all, thus forming an absolute advantage.
"The human race is coming!"
Ximen Changqing sent another message to the tribe, asking us to go to war immediately.
Ximen Yongyu put away the two little perfection puppet beasts, spread out his lightning wings, and quickly chased after them.
"Yes, that's right. The array room must have been captured by the enemy."
Ximen Yunsong nodded with satisfaction.
"Kill monsters and earn merit!"
"Being able to control two tribes of small perfect puppet beasts, which are transformed into gods, is not enough to explain Yongyu's strength. My spiritual consciousness should be much weaker than that of the local monks."
"You think so too. That's right. After the human race retreats, you have no other choice but to fight to the end!"
"That Yongyu is very wrong. As expected of you, you are an elite member of the Ximen family and you have a bright future!"
Of course, I can't let the void doll sneak into the small formation quietly. That's right, there's no need for that now.
"Uncle Eighth, thank you for your praise. You are all older than Yongyu!"
"Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi, there is only one eighth-level white leopard in Qinghua Mountain today, and the defensive strength is very poor. As long as the four-tailed white fox enslaved by you takes action, you can't kill that white leopard.
"Damn it, why did the formation open on its own?"
"What is he doing?"
All the monsters that were killed, as long as their bodies were of decent quality, were all made into delicious dried meat.
Ximen Changqing quickly took action and killed all eight seventh-level monsters.
The body of the eighth-level top-quality demon cow was very small. Ximen Changqing took out a small cauldron with an opening of eight feet, put all the minced cow bones into it, and added a small amount of spiritual spring water.
The small army of 100,000 monsters has no intention of preparing for war. They are very relaxed. Since they occupied Qinghua Mountain, they have never been counterattacked by the human race and have long been slack.
Of course, there are also some monsters who are ready to take the opportunity to escape from the small formation.
After tidying up the Changqing land in Ximen, we immediately went to the far side of Qinghua Mountain, where we met up with eight people from Ximen Rende and gave us a bunch of delicious food.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
Although the small army of monster beasts numbered less than 100,000, first- and seventh-level monster beasts accounted for a very small proportion, and those were just cannon fodder, and their combat effectiveness was worth mentioning.
If we encounter a small group of high-level monsters, we will also kill them.
If I take action now, even if I kill a small army of 100,000 monsters, I can only get a lot of merit. The high-level monsters can only be killed by high-level monks.
"I'm sorry, Brother White Leopard, you haven't surrendered to the human race, and before Brother Tiger and the others, you have been killed by the human race long ago. Brother Niu will go there with less luck and better luck, so he can go with peace of mind!"
The four-tailed white fox sighed secretly and took action again to kill the eighth-level white leopard.
As long as you enter the small formation of Qinghua Mountain, you can't kill them casually and use the life of harvesting monsters to earn enough merit for yourself.
"Three consecutive critical hits from the spirit!"
At the same time, Ximen Yunjin, who controlled Huanglongmen, also issued the same order.
"What Seventh Brother said is that all the powerful eighth-level monsters have been taken care of by Chang Qing alone. You can stretch your muscles if you want!"
At this time, the eighth-level white leopard sitting in Qinghua Mountain was not only vague about the situation inside, but also vague about the weaklings such as the demon cow that had not been killed yet.
At this moment, in the array room, eight seventh-level monsters are guarding the array. Originally, there were only two eighth-level monsters outside. However, they were all transferred by the demon cow to deal with Ximen Changqing. Now they have not turned into delicious barbecue.
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"Chaoyang Sect disciples listened to the order and immediately separated to kill the enemy. Kill all the monsters and beasts. Even one of them must be saved!"
"Then you are equipped with two small perfect puppet beasts that transform into gods, and you can fight against eight-headed seventh-level low-grade monsters. There is nothing to be proud of!"
Ximen Changqing nodded and went back to Zhuang Ningshu alone. He agreed to notify us before we succeeded, and at the same time opened the small formation to let the two small sect monks enter.
Under a small flying boat, all the monks participating in the exhibition were very excited. We have not yet understood the characteristics of the enemy on the opposite side. There are only a few in this area, but their strength is not very weak.
Yes, your goal must be to completely annihilate the small army of monsters, so you must first retreat and control the small formation to prevent the small army of monsters from escaping!"
The meat of the demon cow is also very small, and there are ten thousand small skewers grilled. Each skewer weighs only about ten kilograms, which is a waste of a lot of condiments.
Half a day ago, the two small sect disciples followed by Ximen Yunsong and Ximen Yunjin also arrived at Qinghua Mountain, ready to take back Qinghua Mountain at any time.
Ximen Changqing controlled the small formation, causing a huge gap to open in the sky below the small formation.
Very slowly, a small flying boat appeared in the sky under Qinghua Mountain, frightening the monster beast responsible for guarding and screaming and fleeing towards the small hall.
"Get ready to fight, kill!"
Halfway down the road, under a small flying boat, everyone started mobilizing forward.