Chapter 8: The Bloody Battle of Han Xiufeng (1)
The rockery stone forest is twisted and turned, the original intention is to create a landscape and rest, but the Xiuxian family garden still brings a little formation element, although it will not kill the enemy to death, but it is normal to take the wrong road and turn back in circles.
Bai Zichen and the others smoothly arrived near Hanxiu Peak, and they did not rush out in a hurry, observing that everything was normal on the main peak, and there were still clansmen who were in a hurry to show up.
If the robbery cultivator had the idea of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, and rushed straight to Han Xiufeng, it would be a self-defeating net.
Han Xiufeng had obviously gotten the news and entered the top alert, and Guard I checked everyone closely before being allowed to put it in. The protective formation had been activated, and the four-colored spiritual light flashed, enveloping the entire mountain peak.
At this time, Bai Zichen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down soaking wet.
The effect of the Divine Talisman disappeared, and the whole person seemed to be overdrawn, and there was weakness and soreness in the depths of his bones.
"Mother! My mother is still in Qingfeng Cliff, I want to go to Qingfeng Cliff! As soon as the white fat man fell, he seemed to come back to his senses, and his red eyes were about to rush out.
"If you want to die, just go, I'll only stop you once. But you have to figure out for yourself, whether you want Aunt Song to sacrifice in vain, or whether you want to cultivate well in the future to avenge her. ”
Bai Zichen stretched out his foot to trip the white fat man, said coldly to him, and then meditated on his own and recovered. The mana of the first layer of Qi refining is better than nothing, at least it is faster to escape than ordinary people.
The white fat man was reprimanded by him, and he no longer wanted to live or die, and sat on the ground, sobbing silently.
Gradually, there were more and more people from the Han Xiufeng Shang clan, some who heard the news, and some who were chased and killed by robbery like Bai Zichen and fled here, the number of them had exceeded seventy, accompanied by three or four hundred mortals.
There are ordinary servants on the main peak itself, as well as people from various peak clans, and many of them have come to Hanxiu Peak.
Another tribe rushed over, seeing that it was only a hundred zhang away from Han Xiufeng, and as soon as these people showed their expressions of joy at escaping, a black light swept behind them, cutting down this group of people like weeds, lying on the ground and wailing.
"How daring! Dare to kill my Bai family! ”
With an angry shout, a cyan sword light stabbed away, entangled with the black light, but only three or five swords fell into the disadvantage, and retreated into the formation in embarrassment.
Bai Shoushun took a few steps back, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his beard turned red, and his face was golden, and it took a while to regain his ruddyness.
"Great Elder, are you alright?"
"Can't die!"
The Great Elder pushed away the two clansmen who wanted to support him, took out the jade bottle, poured a snow-white pill and swallowed it, "Let the second elder open the formation together, don't be stingy with the spirit stones, and pull out the box of high-grade spirit stones hidden in the library!" ”
"Fourth, you lead people to guard a few intersections, and then ask people to move out all the talismans that are stored. There is also Curry's ironwood crossbow, let the mortal children equip it, if the formation is really broken, I also want the blood price paid by the demon cubs of the Ghost Spirit Gate! ”
The Great Elder gave orders one by one, and had already prepared for the worst.
Today's situation can be regarded as the most dangerous one for the Bai family in hundreds of years, the high-end combat power in the clan is not at home, and they are blocked on Hanxiu Peak.
And where is the opponent an ordinary robbery cultivator, it is clearly a ghost spirit sect separated by a county, and a demon sect with the same strength as Qingfeng Gate.
The Ghost Spirit Sect didn't know what was going on, and at the risk of triggering a great war between the two sects, it sent its disciples to sneak into the Black Mountain Range and launched a thunderous offensive in one fell swoop.
Of course, the Great Elder would not feel that a mere Bai family was worthy of being attacked by the Ghost Spirit Sect, and it was certain that the other Immortal Cultivation Families were also attacked right now, and the elites of the entire Black Mountain Range were attracted by the temptation of the Wuyue True Cave Mansion, and it was the emptiest time.
"But if you want to attack Black Mountain County, you should also attack Qingfeng Gate first, what effect can it play if you destroy our Immortal Cultivation Family!" While the Great Elder was healing, he couldn't figure it out in his heart.
It can only be attributed to the Demon Dao Sect, acting perversely, relying mostly on their own preferences, and it is not impossible to exterminate a few immortal cultivation families to show their notoriety.
And the person who fought with him just now, in three moves, he was seriously injured by the endless flow of mana backed by the big formation, and there was only one possibility for a monk in the foundation building period.
You must know that although the Great Elder has no hope of building a foundation, he has a complete cultivation in the Qi Refining Period, has strong mana, and has the help of a flying sword, and ordinary Qi Refining Late Stage Cultivators can take it down with a single look.
By this time, the masked blackfriars had all appeared, more than thirty people in total.
In terms of numbers, it is far inferior to the Bai clan, but its average cultivation is far superior. What's more, the Great Elder could detect at a glance that the thorny enemy that he couldn't deal with became two.
"Two foundation-building monks...... The Ghost Spirit Sect really looks up to my Bai family. ”
The Great Elder only felt bitterness in his mouth, but he immediately turned into perseverance and sent out the clansmen around him one by one, and the long sword in his hand rested horizontally on his lap.
"The inheritance of the Bai family will never be broken in my generation!"
Bai Zichen and the mortal clansmen formed a team, and a piece of ironwood crossbow was stuffed in his hand, and a small acceleration circle was drawn on the crossbow. Boxes of stainless steel crossbow arrows were piled up around him, each with piercing runes engraved on them, scattered on the ground as if they didn't want money.
This kind of specially processed ironwood crossbow and crossbow arrows, which are matched by multiple people and shot in sections, are a great threat to the mid-stage Qi refining cultivators.
But the cultivators in the late stage of qi refining are not very afraid, and the cultivation is strong in mana, and they can block the crossbow arrows with a wave of their hands, and they are basically equipped with defensive magic weapons. No matter how much the crossbow arrow is processed, it is also a mundane weapon, and it is not in the grade, and no matter how many there are, it will not be able to break through the defensive magic weapon.
Bai Zichen stood on a high platform, there was already thick smoke everywhere in the distance, and a group of trembling mortals beside him - even after training, it was still difficult to eliminate the fear in the bones of the monk.
And those monk clansmen were no better, and many Bai clan people who had no experience in fighting were frightened, and their steps shrank back and forth.
This seemingly safe and prosperous clan land, like a soap bubble, was punctured by this group of robbers.
The famous immortal cultivators recorded in the county chronicles often survive and die for hundreds of years, the inheritance is severed, and the ethnic group dies, which may have encountered today's scene.
The group of cultivators gathered together, smashed a pole array flag into the ground, and quickly dispersed in a peculiar position, and inadvertently, the sky of the entire Hanxiu Peak darkened.
"Why is it so cold all of a sudden!"
A flower farmer beside Bai Zichen shivered, and as the sky darkened, the temperature in the air dropped significantly.
A burst of terrible cries came, and a little phosphorus fire floated out, and a hideous ghost head appeared at the position where Han Xiufeng lowered the formation flag, rushing towards the mountain protection array.
A hundred ghosts cried, phosphorus and fire were heavy, and the blue was miserable, as if they were in the underworld for a moment.
"It's not good, it's a hundred ghosts walking at night!" The Great Elder's expression changed, and he obviously recognized the other party's means, "Second Elder, the four elephants are transformed, and the Vermilion Bird is promoted!" ”