I think this Jindan monk is Liu Zhenren of Condor City.

Look at the group of monks on the right, dressed in a variety of costumes, sitting or standing. It's like knowing each other, but each of them is secretly on guard. Are they the group of casual cultivators who often come to Qianzhang Cliff?

Condor City is responsible for protecting buzzards, and buzzards are rare and can only be found here, and most of these loose cultivators want to catch buzzards and sell them elsewhere. It's no wonder that the people in Condor City are hostile to them.

All of them didn't move, as if they were waiting for something.

From time to time, one or two first-order buzzards would come out of the snow-covered bird's nest, and when they saw so many monks, they were so frightened that they fluttered their wings and flew down the Qianzhang Cliff, and disappeared into the sea of clouds in an instant.

The buzzard hawk is very similar in appearance to a common eagle, with a fierce appearance, a long beak with a curved and sharp claw, sharp claws on the toes, and a pair of huge wings covered with black feathers. This is really very different from the Tianshui Buzzard Eagle in Condor City.

The monks in front of him were not surprised by this.

An hour later, the light on the horizon began to wane, and the monks at the front finally began to move, and they all set up formations around them to protect themselves, and put on hidden breath charms.

Except for the Condor City Guard, which is a large formation, the rest of the people are only in charge of a formation with familiar monks. And many more monks set up their own formations in the same place.

What does this do? Many of the new monks were confused, but everyone also took out their own magic circles and laid them down, and those who did not have magic circles had to discuss with the monks around them or use spirit stones to get a place.

Cheng Yu took out the array plate he usually used from the storage bag, carefully arranged it on the rock, and after thinking about it, he climbed to the back of the rock, half-hidden between the rock and the cliff. After everything was arranged, they waited quietly with everyone.

Soon Cheng Yu knew the reason for doing this, and saw that another large dark cloud in the distance was moving rapidly, and it was several miles forward at once, and it didn't take long to be in front of him.

It's just that when he saw everything clearly, Cheng Yu gasped. It turned out that it was not a dark cloud at all, but thousands of buzzards gathered in one place, and they returned to their nests together.

A staggering number of bustards fanned their wings, bringing a powerful whirlwind.

Soon a strong gust of wind blew on the flat bottom of the mountaintop, and many monks who had not found a safe place were immediately blown out and fell to the bottom of the Qianzhang cliff.

Cheng Yu's vision outside the array was blurred, and dust was flying everywhere. Fortunately, the rock in front of her was able to withstand most of the hurricane, so her second-order magic circle only shook a few times. Cheng Yu was afraid for a while, if Fang Cai still set up a formation on the mountain rock, she would be one more person who hit the cliff at this time.

In an instant, the buzzards were overhead, descending in an orderly manner beyond the huge nest. The leader turned out to be dozens of third-order buzzards, which were equivalent to the late stage of human cultivation, which made the low-level monks present tremble in fright, hiding in the magic circle, and at this time, they wished that the whole person was invisible.

Since most of these formations were arranged with hidden breath charms, these buzzards only saw the monks sitting on the flat ground with the naked eye, but there was not much resistance. Those third-order buzzards seemed to be very curious about the extra monks in front of them, and immediately fanned their huge wings at the monks, and a strong hurricane rushed towards them. However, the magic circles at the front did not move at all, but the magic circles of those low-level disciples were immediately shattered, and one by one the low-level qi cultivators were exposed to the hurricane.

Several unsuspecting Qi cultivation disciples were swept up to the cliff wall by the hurricane at once, and blood splattered and fell down. The rest of the monks who did not have the magic circle were able to resist in time, and when they came back to their senses, their faces were colorless, and their hearts were full of regret.

After the hurricane hit, a large number of low-level buzzards in the sky smelled the breath of human cultivation and flew down. Attack the monks below.

Those Qi cultivation disciples who had just escaped the hurricane immediately came back to their senses and fought to the death, but they couldn't withstand the huge number of buzzards, and many monks were snatched up without even having room to resist.

The Qi Cultivation Disciple ran desperately forward, seeking protection. Liu Zhenren, who was at the forefront, immediately released a stream of willow leaves, repelling a large number of buzzards, and then swept the nearby low-level monks into his magic circle. There are also some foundation building monks who can't bear it, and they have taken action to involve those disciples in the magic circle they are in. Those Qi cultivation disciples who had survived the catastrophe saluted them one after another, and their mouths were full of gratitude. It's just that there are also monks who are indifferent, and no matter how many low-level disciples around them pray, they don't care.

Seeing this, Cheng Yu slapped a hidden talisman for himself, trying to weaken his breath as much as possible so as not to be discovered by those buzzards.

After a few hurricanes, the third-order buzzard in front of it lost interest and flew back to its nest. Half an hour later, all the buzzards had returned to their nests.

The night also came as scheduled, and the quiet flat ground was messy everywhere, blood was scattered, and the skeleton of the human cultivator and the corpse of the buzzard accused Fang Cai of the bloody and cruel scene. The magic circles at the front were all down.

Liu Zhenren said a few words to the escort team, and saw that the neat and uniform escort team immediately scattered to clean up the venue. It was just a moment that the corpses of those people were gathered together and burned clean by Liu Zhenren's real fire.

"This is not where you should be, don't go back quickly." Liu Zhenren's voice spread out, so that every monk present could hear it clearly. They didn't name names, but those low-level monks naturally understood it clearly. Some Qi cultivators who had just broken the magic circle immediately listened to the persuasion and walked towards the entrance of the flat ground.

Soon most of the people on the flat ground were gone. Cheng Yu hid behind the rocks, and he also thought about whether to retreat. The fact that they had clearly had a plan and did not stop so many monks from coming showed that it was not an easy task. Before it even began, so many monks had already died.

There has always been a saying in the immortal cultivation world that opportunities and crises coexist, but now she doesn't even know what kind of opportunity this is, and it is really reckless to stay.

But just before she got up to leave, she saw a person in front of her who was in the middle of the cultivator, and immediately squatted down again.

She hadn't looked closely before, but now she noticed a familiar back.

The man was talking to the monk on the side, and turned a side face, and sure enough, it was Mo Zhiyan. Why is he here? He had left Condor City in a hurry after receiving the summons before, but he didn't expect to come here.

The place where she is is is right at the entrance to the descent of the Thousand Sho Cliff, and if any danger happens, she can escape as quickly as possible. In this way, Cheng Yu felt that it was better to stay and take a look.