Chapter 469: Trap!

"I didn't expect you to copy Hu Jinyan's set!" Kong Si was happy when he saw the familiar scene below:

"It's quite tacit. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"What is copying, we are borrowing!" Rig and Rayson looked smug, as if they were the ones who created this tactic.

Don't look at the promises they made to Mondstadt, but they almost scratched their bald hair when they went back!

Even if Mondstadt managed to divide the strength of the Xuanqing Temple, the medicine in the institute would be able to cause those Jindan monks to lose at least half of their combat power. However, the gap between Jindan and Zhuji is like a quantitative change over a qualitative change, and it cannot be made up by the number of people and external objects.

So for the first time, the two brothers and Bai Yue abandoned the terrible punishment of whoever lost and who sang in a skirt, and teamed up to discuss a solution.

As a result, after discussing for a long time, he didn't discuss the ugliness of the ugly Yinmao, and Sha Hongyu, who was still passing by, saw their sad looks and mentioned the new type of cultivation method and method of using spells that were implemented in Luoshui with the approval of Nai Changchuan some time ago.

This sentence was like opening the door to a new world, and their spirits were instantly uplifted, and they quickly formulated an effective battle plan according to the characteristics of those spells!

Previously, because of the unique battle between Hu Jinyan and Sha Hongyu, this method of small transformation of the spell came into the public eye.

Later, Luoshui also issued a rule, if anyone researches a new type of attack means or spell, it is feasible after Luoshui's professional test, and the transformer will be given a rich reward, and his name will be made public, and then promoted throughout Luoshui!

However, the learning of this spell requires the payment of contribution points, but after Luo Shui collects a part, the rest will be distributed to the transformer every month.

This means that if the transformer's spell is chosen, there will be a steady stream of contribution points credited to the account!

This kind of thing, which can not only enhance prestige but also earn contribution points, greatly stimulates the enthusiasm of the whole people to learn magic, and sets off a transformation frenzy in the entire Luoshui.

However, most of the members of the First Legion are rookies who have just entered the foundation building period, and they are not like Wu Xiaoping, who have come all the way from large and small battles, and it must be difficult for them to fight too flexibly.

So they finally decided to go with a combat group, with everyone responsible for a part of it. Attacking, defending, harassing, or sneak attacking, so that everyone can focus on their own tasks.

Greedy to chew more, this time the time is too tight, they don't have that much time for the members of the First Legion to learn and become proficient in using various spells.

Now, it seems that their approach has paid off.

The battle below has come to an end, and Ming Mao, whose strength is less than half of his heyday, has been extremely difficult after the fusion of the water vortex, and I believe that the results will be seen soon, so Li Ge and they didn't pay too much attention to this place.

But not every squad can go as smoothly as they do.

For example...

Next to the smallest-looking building in town, the two sides confront each other quietly.

On one side is Luoshui's group of ten. The group of ten was the standard when dealing with two Jindan monks at the same time, but they didn't dare to move now, and cold sweat was already soaking their backs.

Because in front of them were actually three Jindan monks of Xuanqingguan.

These three monks were obviously much older than Ming Mao, and a large group of unidentified monks appeared before they met, and they didn't say much, but they were ready for battle at the first time. But just when they were running their spiritual power, they found the same problem as Ming Mao.

They have less than half the spiritual power they had in their heyday!

Their expressions instantly became solemn, and after glancing at each other, they took the lead in attacking the ten.

They must have been plotted, and the other party is obviously prepared, so they must fight quickly!

"Vine branches!"

At the critical moment, two people standing behind the ten people suddenly squatted down and stuck their fingers into the ground.

"Boom!"

Seeing that, a high wall formed by the entwining of countless vines suddenly grew out of nothing in front of the three Jindan monks, and it only took a few breaths to firmly wrap the three Jindan monks inside. And because of the overdraft of their spiritual power, the faces of these two people instantly turned pale.

Seeing this, the rest of the people hurriedly strengthened the wall.

"Wind Wall!"

"Golden Shield!"

"Water Vortex..."

The superposition of several powerful spells caused violent spiritual energy ripples in this piece of heaven and earth, and a large pit was instantly formed in the place where the three Jindan monks were.

They met in a narrow way, and they were not prepared in advance, and in the face of the three Jindan stage monks, there was no other chance except to defend and escape!

"Alright, let's go!" The leader of the ten-person squad shouted with a pale face: "I have already sent a distress signal, scatter and flee!" ”

If everyone was in one direction, maybe before Luoshui's reinforcements arrived, they would have been wiped out.

The rest of the people also knew that now was not the time to say more, so they scattered like fireworks and disappeared into the night.

And behind them, the three Jindan monks who were trapped layer by layer rushed out after only a few breaths, looking at Luo Shui and the others who had not completely disappeared into the night in all directions, and tacitly chose a direction to chase after them.

Why did they choose such a good time to launch a surprise attack just when Uncle Changzhen was leaving with the people? Could Uncle Changzhen's departure also be a scam?

Definitely catch it alive!

Silence returned to the space. But in just a moment, the figure of the wind appeared in mid-air, and he frowned and looked at the big pit left by the three Jindan monks of Xuanqingguan who forcibly broke through the rudimentary blockade of Luoshui before, and suddenly chose the direction where one of the Jindan monks of Xuanqingguan left and rushed over.

As for the other two directions...

Someone has already rushed there.

・・・

To the east, the Xuanqing Guan monk had a cold expression, vigilantly looking at this slowly approaching figure, and the sharp sword intent that was so sharp and intimidating that it even made people's scalps tingle erupted without reservation.

"Boom!"

Under the influence of his sword intent, all the surrounding objects were forcibly pushed away more than ten meters away, and the Dao Dao sword marks on them were still faintly visible.

"You... are you from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?" Xuanqing looked at the Jindan monk and said, his expression was fierce:

"I should have thought of it, Uncle Xuancheng was also done by you, right? You sanctimonious hypocrites! ”

"Not all people who are good at swords are from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect." Wu Xiaoping replied, but he was not willing to talk to him deeply.

It's not the first time he's killed a Jindan monk...

Wu Xiaoping slowly raised his sword, and the momentum on the tip of the sword was even more cold, but it seemed that a bright streamer suddenly appeared.

Starry Night Rain!

"Phew!"

With a slight thud, the Xuanqingguan monk raised his head, and at the last moment, what caught his eye was a snow-white sword light that seemed to cross the sky.

The next moment, the world gradually turns gray...

****

In mid-air a hundred miles away from the town, Changzhen was covered in blood and fled into the distance like a desperate person.

Snare!

**A moment of gossip**

Thank you Alle-Winged Angel for the monthly pass and the peace charm for waking up at midnight.

Sorry, it's late today.