"Speed up, I'm going to rush back to my father's life. Feng Crack squinted at the crazy giant mountain spirit in the distance, and said easily.

"Yes. The subordinate immediately took the order with a flattering smile.

The red ripples in the air became denser and denser, almost connected, turning into a huge spiritual shield that trapped several giant mountain spirits in it. The mighty giant mountain spirit tried to break through the blockade countless times, but the red ripples were extremely strong, and although the shaking amplitude was getting bigger and bigger, it didn't look like it was about to be broken at all.

Yang Xiu silently followed from behind, and landed next to the monk who was lying behind the stone and secretly looking down. Monk Jingyuan turned around and saw Yang Xiu who was fully armed, with a grateful look in his eyes, and said, "Brother Yang, you don't have to come with you......"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Yang Xiu looked down at the scene under the mountain, and immediately noticed that he saw the wind crack in the carriage, and asked the monk with a frown: "What the hell is the situation, you wouldn't have known that the wind crack would make trouble here, right?"

"Naturally not, it's just a coincidence. But I have to save these mountain spirits,"

Monk Jingyuan's face was calm, his eyes revealed a rare killing intent, and he said in a low voice: "I will explain the details of the matter to you later, but these giant mountain spirits must not be captured by the wind crack." This is not only my private matter, but also has something to do with the current war between the shemale clans. ”

Yang Xiu frowned slightly when he heard this, carefully observing the situation at the foot of the mountain. The four-headed giant mountain spirit was trapped by the formation, and it didn't seem to be life-threatening, but it was extremely difficult to break free. Yang Xiu was puzzled in his heart, the giant mountain spirit did indeed have a lot of cherished refining materials on his body. However, compared to besieging and killing the giant mountain spirits, it was much easier to obtain refining materials of the same level from other demon beasts. It's much safer, what are these people trying to do?

Looking at the resolute face of the monk Jingyuan, Yang Xiu shook his head and said, the monk has helped him a lot this time, so he should return the favor to the other party. Moreover, with the presence of Wind Crack, Yang Xiu had no reason to let the other party hunt and kill the giant mountain spirit. No matter what the other party's purpose is, it's right to mess him up.

"There are many people on the other side. Can't fight hard,"

Yang Xiu took out the Spirit Explosion Talisman from his arms. While discussing with Monk Jingyuan, he said, "We can only come to Yin." But after saving the giant mountain spirit, we have to run quickly, in case we are trampled into flesh by these big guys as enemies. ”

Monk Jingyuan smiled when he heard this, patted Yang Xiu on the shoulder, and smiled confidently: "Don't worry." No, it won't. ”

Yang Xiu ignored the chattering monk Jingyuan, who was seduced here by the monk this time, and encountered a crack in the wind, Yang Xiu had enough reasons to make a move. Now that he had made up his mind, Yang Xiu no longer hesitated, and immediately unfolded the Spirit Explosion Talisman and casually picked up a small stone from the ground to wrap it in. Repeating this, the ground was soon filled with crimson talismans wrapped in stones.

Monk Jingyuan looked at it curiously, a little unclear. Although he knew that Yang Xiu's talisman making skills far surpassed those of his peers. But Jingyuan had never seen Yang Xiu use the Dao Fu Fighting Method.

"What is the physique of the giant mountain spirit, if it is hit by a monk at the peak of the quenching body, will his life be in danger?" Yang Xiu asked as he fiddled with the Dao talisman.

"Uh...... Probably not. The strength of the giant mountain spirit's physique is not inferior to that of the turtle spirit beast, and even if it is directly hit, it should only be slightly injured. ”

Monk Jingyuan paused, looked at these weird little "balls" on the ground and said, "Brother Yang, what are you planning to ......?"

Yang Xiu packed up thirty or forty Zhang Dao talismans, looked up at the sky, and then smiled at the other party a little weirdly: "Carpet bombing, have you heard of it?"

......

The Heavenly Demon Array is a formation specially designed to besiege powerful demon beasts. Twelve Tempering Stage Monks are required to perform it at the same time. The demon beasts in the formation will be confused by the illusion and delirious. The strength is greatly reduced. Before the round-up of the giant mountain spirit, the wind crack had been prepared for more than two months, sprinkling a unique poison in the area where the giant mountain spirit often eats, and the poison slowly gathered in the body of the giant mountain spirit in the past two months, and now the strength of the giant mountain spirit is weakened, and the strength is estimated to be only one-twelfth of the peak period.

Staring at the giant monster that was still struggling to die, Feng Crack's face couldn't help but show a smug look.

As soon as the Great War began, the main battle faction's demon beast's right to speak in the wilderness became extraordinarily weighty, and Wind Split, as the most outstanding demon beast among the younger generation, not only cultivated to a high level, but also far surpassed many of his peers in scheming, and the name of genius among the demon beasts was no less than Lin Shuangchen of Ning Kingdom.

The eldest brother of the previous wind split, Feng Kill, coveted Lin Shuangchen's beauty and talent, and attacked outside Fanjing Mountain, but was not only run away by the other party, but he was also seriously injured by the mountain sword Liu Wenzhong, and almost became a laughing stock in the army of demon beasts. Feng Crack was extremely disdainful of his eldest brother, who had more than enough success and more than failure, and this time it was also to save face for the Feng clan that he applied to the Grand Commander to come here to carry out a secret mission.

This time, if he can catch these extremely special giant mountain spirits back, he will be rewarded by the Great Commander, and with the Heaven Locking Array that has already been obtained, he will definitely be able to occupy a more important position in the demon beast clan. Thinking of this, the wind cracked in a better mood, and even the surrounding bare stone mountains became particularly pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, a loud eagle chirp came from high in the sky, attracting the attention of Feng Crack. The body of the Feng clan is a fierce bird, with a trace of the blood of the ancient spirit bird "Summoning the wind", so it is very sensitive to the cry of demon beasts.

A black shadow flew high in the sky, hovering above the valley, sometimes hovering against the wind and sometimes speeding downwind, with a vigorous posture. There are more than 10 million types of monsters in the wilderness, and it is normal to see a big bird here, but Feng Crack frowned slightly, and always felt that the big bird above was a little weird, and it didn't look like a monster.

At this time, the situation in the field had reached a critical moment, and the four-headed giant mountain spirit was almost exhausted, and had already given up the counterattack, only surrounding the smallest giant mountain spirit, and the huge gray eyeballs were staring at the wind crack in the distance. The monk who controlled the formation breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and the spirit decision in his hand moved faster, and the bright red spirit shield shrank smaller and smaller, and soon he would have to firmly bind the giant mountain spirit.

At this moment, Feng Crack suddenly had a strange feeling in his mind, and raised his head suddenly, only to find that the big bird just now had lowered its flight altitude at some point, and screamed in the air six or seven feet high, whistling past. Countless stones fell from under the giant bird and smashed down into the valley.

Wind Crack vaguely felt that it was inappropriate, but he couldn't imagine what the big bird had done to throw these stones. For a moment of hesitation, the "stones" as big as fists and as small as grapes had already smashed to the ground like scattered flowers of the heavenly maiden.

In an instant, the earth shook.

"Boom!!"

It was as if a monk from the Qi Sea Period had arrived, and the entire valley was covered in the shockwave of the earth-shattering explosion, one second the sky was clear and open, and the next moment it was full of smoke and flying stones.

The wind-cracked carriage was instantly overturned by the shock wave of the explosion, and it flew in the air and was hit by countless flying stones, and immediately turned into a sieve. Caught off guard, the wind crack was lifted into the air by the air waves, and he subconsciously wanted to stabilize his body with the flying sword, but he was greeted by the gravel that shot from his head and face. The wind crack was slapped on the body by a few stones, and then he reacted, flew to the corner as fast as he could, and lay on the ground to avoid the explosion like the destruction of the world.

What's going on! Could that blackbird just now be some great monk in Qincheng? Someone found this place?

The explosions did not stop, and the second round of deafening roar soon sounded. Feng Crack couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly at this time, so he could only hide in the corner and sacrifice his magic weapon, praying that the small stones that fell from the sky would not fall to his side. As for the life and death of those under him, the wind crack that was almost stunned in his head couldn't care so much.

Above the low hills.

From the top of the mountain, the entire valley was covered in raging and violent dust, as if a raging beast was raging in the valley. Monk Jingyuan was lying on the stone mountain, feeling that the mountain rocks under him were shaking non-stop, and his face was sluggish.

"This stupid bird, it's still not allowed to throw anything, I'll tear it down when I go back!" Yang Xiu seemed to be very dissatisfied with the results of the battle, and pouted and said.

Monk Jingyuan was silent when he heard this, and turned his head to stare at Yang Xiu without turning his eyes, as if he wanted to see a flower on Yang Xiu's face. Yang Xiu knew that the power of this spiritual explosion talisman was too terrifying, so he pretended not to see the monk's eyes and looked down at the battlefield.

This spirit explosion talisman is not something at the bottom of Yang Xiu's pressure box, the most powerful batch of Dao talismans uses spiritual ink, the best talisman paper, the most complex Dao talisman writing, and the Chinese characters that Yang Xiu has written with all his heart, and the explosion power is even more terrifying than these. However, it was used by Yang Xiu to save his life, and he couldn't show it easily, and Yang Xiu was also afraid of accidentally injuring the giant mountain spirit under the mountain, so he didn't use it.

"Brother Yang, are you really just a miscellaneous disciple of a small sect in Ning Kingdom?" asked with a smile on Monk Jingyuan's handsome face.

"Of course. You go and ask Elder Guo of Ranshi Village what I was like when they rescued me. Yang Xiu's face did not change, and he said without a beat. Yang Xiu was kind to Ranshi Village, especially with Xiao Menglu to personally teach talisman making, and it was almost a sure thing that the status of Ranshi Village in the Twelve Villages would be greatly improved in the future, Yang Xiucai didn't believe that Elder Guo would tell others about the Sumeru bag he was carrying.

Monk Jingyuan thought about it, if it was really a disciple of the big sect, how could it be like this, still living in the wilderness, and only a small sect with no resources would risk sending some cannon fodder to death in the wilderness, hoping that he could walk shit and meet the rare spirit grass, which was covered in treasures but suddenly convulsed and half dead and waited for someone to slaughter the demon beast.

The roar in the valley finally fell to a low level, and the dust in the sky was blown away by the mountain wind, revealing the devastated ground. At this time, the clearing at the foot of the mountain was full of deep pits, as if it had just been hit by a large wave of meteorites, and even the lair of the giant mountain spirit was swept away, leaving only charred stones and burning weeds. (To be continued)