On this day, almost all the people of the sects arrived at Tiancheng Mountain, including the Yunxiao Immortal Sect, there were less than twenty sects in total.

According to a rough count, there are about 4,000 people in these sects combined, and most of them have low cultivation, mainly concentrated in the Gang Qi Realm and the Mortal Realm.

There are very few monks in the Yuan Qi Realm, and most of them are close to the Gang Qi Realm in strength. Even so, they are still the weakest in the league.

The average strength of the Blood Skull Legion is the Mortal Realm, and these Yuan Qi Realm disciples can only do some simple exploration work.

Under the leadership of a young monk named Xiao Jiu, more than a dozen Yuan Qi Realm disciples came to a plain fifty miles below Tiancheng Mountain.

As a disciple of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, spying on intelligence is Xiao Jiu's forte.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a secret silk. Xiao Jiu said as he took out a number of vials and handed them out to each Yuan Qi Realm cultivator in turn, "Find a suitable place to arrange it nearby, as long as there is an enemy approaching, we will receive the news as soon as possible." ”

Xiao Jiu selected one of the bottles, and after uncorking the bottle, he used Yuan Li to extract a filament and gently hit it on the grass beside him.

The secret silk is extremely delicate, and it is difficult to find it if you don't pay attention. If you encounter a monk, you may be suspicious, but it is perfectly fine to use it to monitor the movements of the Blood Skull army.

After a demonstration, everyone understood how to use it, and after each took the vial, after the test, they were ordered to take action.

Finding a place that was not very conspicuous, Chu Yunfeng beat a trace of secret silk on a small branch. Reaching out and touching it, he found that it was indeed as Xiao Jiu described.

This thing as thin as spider silk is something that ordinary people will not expect to be able to grasp their whereabouts even if they are touched.

A few hours later, all parts of the wilderness were already under surveillance, and Xiao Jiu ordered everyone to retreat thirty miles and set up a monitoring net again.

In the end, ten miles away from Tiancheng Mountain, it was arranged again.

In this way, as soon as an army of Blood Skeletons appears, they can quickly detect and estimate their travel speed.

After the three layers of surveillance network were arranged, everyone gathered together again.

After everyone finished reporting the task, Xiao Jiu said mysteriously: "Very good! Everyone is doing a good job! The preliminary task is completed, next, does anyone want to do a big one?"

He said it mysteriously, and immediately aroused everyone's curiosity.

"You are all in the late stage of Yuan Qi, and you have used all your means to barely deal with ordinary early stage cultivators of the Gang Qi Realm. Xiao Jiu said, "At present, the troubled times will arise, and only by growing up quickly can we survive in the turmoil." ”

His words aroused everyone's contemplation.

After a few breaths, a middle-aged man with a quiver spoke. His name is Yuzhongtian, and he comes from a middle force called the Divine Arrow Sect. Due to the poor talent, the thirties are the late stage of vitality. For this reason, he was squeezed out by his peers and was arranged to Tiancheng Mountain.

"Senior Brother Xiao, what you said is right, we are only in the Yuan Qi Realm, but the Blood Skeleton Army, the lowest cultivation level will not be lower than the late stage of the Gang Qi Realm, right?"

The rainy sky spoke out the worries in everyone's hearts. The realms are very far apart, and it is very unrealistic to gather the strength of everyone to entangle a monk in the late stage of the Gangqi Realm.

"What do you call your junior brother?"

"It's raining!"

"Senior Brother Yu's concerns are not unreasonable!" Xiao Jiu said, "In this way, first arrange a formation, after the blood skeleton army appears, and meet a lone blood skeleton, I will take action to restrain it, you activate the formation and kill it!"

The crowd fell silent again, still thinking it was too risky.

At this time, Xiao Jiu continued: "You fellow Daoists don't know anything. However, any blood skeleton above the late stage of the Gang Qi Realm will produce a blood bead after being killed. A blood bead is worth a hundred spirit stones! Even if you don't exchange spirit stones, you can use them to cultivate by yourself, which is quite effective against cultivators with strong physical bodies!"

Blood Skull Warriors, according to the level of cultivation, are divided into Blood Soldiers, Blood Shuai, Blood Generals, and Blood Monarchs, corresponding to the monks' Gang Qi Realm, Transformation Realm, Purple Mansion Realm, and Spirit Infant Realm.

The high-level blood soldiers, that is, the blood skeleton warriors of the late forces of the Gangqi Realm, will condense the essence of their whole body into a blood-colored bead after death. Monks can absorb the energy in the blood beads and convert them into yuan power, which can be used to improve their own cultivation.

The blood qi content in the blood beads is extremely high, and the effect on the body refining cultivators is very obvious. Therefore, in ancient times, this evil Blood Skull warrior not only did not threaten the life of the monk, but was pursued and intercepted by the monk.

Xiao Jiu said, his eyes stopped on Chu Yunfeng's body.

As soon as he heard that it had an effect on the flesh body cultivator, Chu Yunfeng was overjoyed. Although the others did not cultivate the physical body, a hundred spirit stones was not a small amount.

As far as Chu Yunfeng was concerned, one hundred spirit stones were equal to his resources for ten months. That's a lot of money.

Even if others don't use blood beads to cultivate, they can also exchange for spirit stones and obtain cultivation resources. At this point, everyone is sharpening their knives and hoping to do it right away.

The situation opens up, and the next action is a matter of course.

Xiao Jiu took the group and found a hidden position to arrange the formation. The formation is divided into eight parts according to the direction of the eight trigrams, with eight people in the designated position, and the remaining eight people assist in attacking and killing.

After the formation was arranged, the cave began to be excavated and used to hide. Then, they dispersed and hidden.

Two days later, the first line of surveillance was broken.

"It's coming!"

Xiao Jiu shook the ring finger of his left hand, and felt the changes from the secret silk through the silk thread.

An hour later, the second line of defense was breached.

"Report to the battalion, the enemy has arrived, and the speed is thirty miles per hour!"

As soon as Xiao Jiu's voice fell, Chu Yunfeng took out a paper kite from the storage bag and threw it forward, and the paper kite automatically flew away and went to the camp to deliver the news.

"In less than an hour, the army of Blood Skeletons will arrive, be careful to hide!

............

"Knock! knock!"

Sure enough, in less than an hour, the earth began to shake, and the sound of the march was clearly visible.

Chu Yunfeng hid in the hole in the ground, restrained his breath, and listened to the sound getting closer and closer. Until a certain moment, heavy footsteps came overhead, very regular.

"This kind of marching speed, where is the march, it is clearly a walk!"

Chu Yunfeng muttered in his heart, no wonder he had only walked thirty miles in an hour, and he didn't take the alliance army in his eyes at all.

Finally, the Blood Skull army made it to the location the Alliance had predicted.

"Kill!"

Yuwen Wangtian gave an order, and the alliance army, led by several strong men, set up a battle and fought against the blood skeleton.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, the Blood Skulls revealed their ferocity. But all the Alliance monks who were caught were all sucked up of blood, turned into dried corpses, and finally split into bones with one palm, scattered on the ground, extremely cruel.

"Blood!

A Blood Skull warrior devoured the blood of a monk's body, and his mouth was full of blood, and he opened his bulging molars and let out a cold cry.

"Blood, you're a goddamn head, give me death!"

A monk was so disgusted by this scene that he scolded and raised his knife to slash.

"Bang!"

The Blood Soldier's head was slashed off with a single sword, and blood that had not yet entered his abdomen flowed back from the cut in his neck and spilled all over the ground. In less than a few breaths, the dead blood soldier turned into a bead of blood floating in the air, and was pocketed by the monk.

At the other end of the station, a fat monk held a robe and wrapped around the head of a handsome man. After twisting dozens of times, Xueshuai couldn't move, and then was punched through the chest by the monk and turned into a fist-sized bead of blood.

"Amitabha!

The fat monk recited the Buddha name, put away the blood beads with a smile, and then rushed towards another blood handsome.

On a high ground near the tent of Tiancheng Mountain, the three alliance powerhouses watched the battle ahead from afar.

"Brother Yuwen, the other party's blood general obviously didn't take us seriously, and only dispatched five thousand blood soldiers and blood commanders!"

Wan Zhengxiong said.

Liu Feng shook his head and said, "The other party has almost 20,000 horses, and I'm afraid these five thousand blood soldiers and blood commanders are just a temptation!"

Even if it was a temptation, the intensity of the battle was beyond most people's expectations. In less than half an hour, nearly 500 monks died tragically at the hands of the Blood Skeleton, reaching one-tenth of the total strength of the Alliance.

At this rate, if you don't survive the next day, the alliance will be completely lost.

Yuwen Wangtian always watched the battle ahead, and never gave the order to attack with all his might, after all, the other side still had 15,000 blood soldiers who had not been dispatched.

At a certain moment, he turned his head and said to a Sword Sect disciple at the peak of the Mortal Realm on the side, "How are their top-level combat power?"

The peak disciple of the Mortal Realm was not knowing how to answer, and a paper kite flew from the sky and fell into his hand. Xiang Yuwen Wangtian made a junior salute, and then took off the note on the paper kite.

After a while, the paper kite was released, and the Mortal Realm disciple said, "Elder Qiyu, there are five blood generals on the other side, one is medium and four are low. ”

There will be three levels of blood: low-level blood generals, medium-blood generals, and high-level blood generals, which correspond to the three realms of the Purple Mansion Realm in turn.

"Oh?" Liu Feng, who had always looked like a wise man, and a spark appeared in Liu Feng's eyes, and he said in a gaffe, "Brother Yuwen, take down the middle blood general, and the Wind and Rain Pavilion owes you a favor!"

Wan Zhengxiong just wanted to speak, but was pushed back by Liu Feng's words.

The blood beads of a mid-blood general would be of great benefit to him and Liu Feng, a monk in the early stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, even if he broke through the middle stage of the Purple Mansion Realm in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that the favor of the Wind and Rain Pavilion is too great! With this sentence, it is equivalent to letting the Pavilion Master of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, Cang Yuxing, do one thing for him for free.

Wan Zhengxiong wanted to break his head, but he couldn't offer better conditions than this, so he only regretted that he spoke too late and let Liu Feng take the lead.

Yuwen Wangtian was also surprised, he didn't expect Liu Feng to dare to make such a promise, and at the same time, he also had a trace of curiosity about Liu Feng's status in the Wind and Rain Pavilion. But he didn't dwell on this, but agreed to it.