By this time, there were already four high-ranking monks on Zihuai Mountain.

Even the Purple Mansion monks stationed in Jiaohe Fang and Huoshan Fang also dispatched one after another, tens of thousands of miles away from Shuangjiao Mountain, to monitor other high-level demon beasts nearby, so as not to prevent them from rushing to make trouble and disturb Qingxuanzong's siege of Shuangjiao Mountain.

In order to take Shuangjiao Mountain, almost all of the entire Qingxuan Sect, except for the high-ranking monks guarding the mountain gate, were dispatched. Even the Golden Ancestor came to the wilderness and watched the nearest fifth-order demon beast Devouring the Sky Toad, lest it suddenly run out and hunt the lone Purple Mansion monk.

With the four Purple Mansion Cultivators making a move, as well as the great masters of the Purple Mansion Period like Liang Old Ancestor, it was enough to defeat the three high-level dragons of Shuangjiao Mountain.

The four of them exerted their strength, and soon the three high-level dragons in the sky were scurrying around.

Zhang Zhixuan and the others just breathed a sigh of relief, and he was about to recover his tense nerves, when he suddenly found a rushing sound in the distance.

The high dust flew up, and he took a closer look and found that the low-level demon beasts of Shuangjiao Mountain had finally caught up.

This army of demon beasts is already very numerous, although it is far less than the rebellion of demon beasts going south every hundred years, but looking at its momentum, it is also very spectacular.

With Zhou Xiangxian's help, Wu Sixian's pressure eased a lot, and he retreated a few hundred zhang, intending to slow down for a while.

Seeing a large number of demon beasts killing, he immediately shouted to the foundation building monks below.

"The foundation building monks of each family, hurry up and organize the manpower to intercept this demon beast separately, and don't let them interfere with us."

Hearing Wu Sixuan's order, everyone dropped their flying swords one after another, each looking for their own clansmen.

In the fierce battle between the Purple Mansion Stage Cultivator and the Jiaolong just now, the aftermath of the mana has already spread to the Qi Cultivation Cultivators below, and many Qi Cultivation Cultivators have been affected by the aftermath of the high-level Cultivator's Fighting Method, which has already caused more than a dozen casualties.

In order to avoid the scuffle in the sky above and avoid harming the pond fish, the Qi cultivators below had already run far away, and some of them even ran out of the establishment and became a mess.

Fortunately, the team of Taicheng County was not affected much because of the care of Wu Laozu, on the edge of Zihuai Mountain, Zhang Zhixuan came down to count it, and only two people were injured by the rocks, and their lives were not in danger for the time being.

Zhang Zhixuan took out two second-order elixirs for treating external injuries from the storage bag and gave them to the two, and the other members of the family also helped to stitch up the wounds for them to stop the bleeding.

"Okay, don't be afraid, there are already four Purple Mansion Ancestors in the sky, and they will definitely be able to kill Jiaolong.

Our mission is to kill the low-level demon beasts on the ground and prevent them from causing trouble.

We have fifty manpower, and there are third-order formations to rely on, and if you count me, a foundation-building monk, we will definitely be able to hunt a lot of demon beasts and return to our hometown safely.

If we hunt the demon beasts, we can get the spoils, and it will not be in vain for us to come to the Southern Wilderness. Seeing that everyone was depressed and frightened, Zhang Zhixuan could only cheer them up first, lest they panic and die in vain.

The monks Zhang Zhixuan brought from Taicheng County were enough for fifty people, and of these fifty monks, there were twenty-three in the late stage of Qi training, and there were also three in the ninth level of Qi training.

These twenty-three late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators, each holding a formation flag in their hands, formed a dungeon into a golden formation, turning the soft soil into hard fine iron.

Zhang Zhixuan is no stranger to this formation, they used this formation many years ago in the Southern Wilderness to trap the third-order demon beast Fire Horn Cow.

Moreover, there were only four of them at that time, and the strength of the blessing in the formation was far less than today. Although there is no third-order formation mage to control the formation, there are many of them today, even if they don't count Zhang Zhixuan, a foundation-building monk, the power of the formation is also greater than back then.

The low-level demon beast didn't have much wisdom, and when they saw the human monk, they only had the idea of predation and hunting in their minds, and they recklessly stepped into the range of the formation.

On the front of more than ten miles, these demon beasts frantically poured into the vicinity of Zihuai Mountain.

At the same time, on the endless Zihuai Mountain, other families who did not have a hand with the demon **, under the leadership of the foundation building monk, formed a formation one after another, walked out of Zihuai Mountain, surrounded this group of demon beasts from both sides, and prepared to help besiege.

Their foundation building period cultivators also sacrificed their flying swords one after another, blocking a third-order demon beast, lest they break through the defense line in front of Zihuai Mountain and cause huge losses.

A terrible scream came from the sky, Zhang Zhixuan looked up, and saw a large amount of blood rain falling down, and the head of a black dragon had been cut off by the female cultivator of the Purple Mansion Period.

This black dragon was entangled with more than thirty foundation building monks for a long time at first, and then it was cut off by the Liang Old Ancestor who took the time to sneak attack and cut off its tail.

It was already seriously injured, and it encountered You Nianwei, who had excellent skills and excellent magic weapons, was not an opponent at all, and after a few rounds, You Nianwei seized the loophole, took away the natal true fire, and cut off the Jiao head with a sword.

The last time in Hanjiaotan, those scattered cultivators were released by the frog Jiao to fix the soul because of the competition for the essence and blood of the dragon, and they suffered heavy casualties.

Finding that the monks under his command were about to move, Zhang Zhixuan's face changed and he shouted: "Whoever dares to leave the formation and disrupt the formation will be beheaded on the spot." ”

An elder monk of the Meng character generation may think that he is Zhang Zhixuan's elder, and he wants to secretly get out of the formation and collect some dragon essence blood.

After all, the fourth-order dragon essence blood was very valuable, and for them Qi cultivation stage cultivators, as long as a small vial, they could exchange it for a hundred spirit stones, which was already a very large resource.

Seeing that this person was so ignorant of the severity and dared to violate the order under his repeated orders, Zhang Zhixuan shouted sharply: "Uncle Fourteen, if you violate the order, don't blame your nephew for using your head to sacrifice the flag." ”

The golden light sword in his hand flashed, and a golden sword flew out of Zhang Zhixuan's sleeve, and the golden sword turned into a spiritual light, and with a slight turn on the head of the fourteenth uncle Zhang Mengchen, his head was cut off.

The flying sword slashed through dozens of zhang of space and brought Zhang Mengchen's head to Zhang Zhixuan's hands, Zhang Zhixuan threw the head of the fourteenth uncle who was full of horror into the middle of the big array, and shouted: "Whoever dares to move, this is the example." ”

Zhang Zhixuan doesn't have much contact with Uncle Fourteen, and Uncle Fourteen's Linggen is not good, because of his age, he has a good relationship with Zhang Zhixuan's father, Zhang Mengzhen.

When Zhang Zhixuan lost his parents at a young age, he often visited Zhang Zhixuan.

But compared with Zhang Zhixuan, who was young and old, and was full of geniuses, they were undoubtedly monks from two worlds.

After discovering that Zhang Zhixuan could take care of himself and gradually revealed his cultivation talent, this uncle, who often came to the house when he was a teenager, slowly faded out of Zhang Zhixuan's sight.

Even after Zhang Zhixuan built the foundation, he still had relatively little contact with the fourteenth uncle.

In normal times, Zhang Zhixuan would not use such drastic methods, but he clearly knew the difficulty of the frog.

If the Fourteenth Uncle is left alone, everyone in their formation will follow suit one by one, and the formation will be messed up immediately, and it will not be one person who will be killed or injured at that time.

This kind of tragic situation, Zhang Zhixuan had already seen it once in Hanjiaotan.

If Montenegro's scattered cultivation had not been carried away by interests and disrupted the formation, the losses of that year would not have been so heavy.

How can a family cry like a family crying?

If you can't make a decision immediately, the vassals of the clan will suffer heavy losses, and when the time comes, returning to Lushan will be a situation where every family will wear filial piety.

Seeing that Zhang Zhixuan didn't even hesitate to kill his own elders, the rest of the strange monks were suddenly silent, and they didn't dare to move their feet and step out of the big formation.

Even Zhang Mengling, the nineteenth uncle, seemed to know Zhang Zhixuan for the first time, and his gaze at him was a little afraid.