Qin Yan didn't move, still patiently waiting for the opportunity.

After about a quarter of an hour like this, the scattered cultivators in front shouted and withdrew one after another.

The attack just now was useless, but it cost a lot of manpower.

Everyone's faces were full of frustration, and at this time, a middle-aged man with a bright eye and a proud face stood up and said loudly: "The enemy is strong and I am weak, although we have a large number of people, but we are scattered and do not belong to each other, so even if we exhaust our strength, it is impossible to break the formation in front of us, and we will only let the other party break each other." ”

"Liu Daoyou is reasonable, I don't know if you have any good ideas?"

"As the saying goes, the snake has no head, even if all the Taoist friends have their own skills, if there is no leader, the current crisis is difficult to break, now everyone is trapped in this formation, we should abandon the previous suspicions, help each other in the same boat, it is better for all of us to elect a highly respected, convincing heroic, led by him, everyone listens to his orders, and the strength of everyone will be able to resolve the crisis in front of us. ”

These words were met with applause, but more monks were silent and watched from the sidelines.

The reason is that's right, everyone also hates the viciousness of several major sects, but there is no filth between these scattered cultivators, and they are all here for the sake of Jindanguo, listen to your orders, why?

However, although he didn't think so, no one objected on the surface, and none of the immortal cultivators were stupid, and naturally they knew that they were fighting their own battles like now, and no one would be able to get good results in the end.

is so reluctant, each with a ghost, but on the surface they still organize them.

As for the leader, there is no need to make many choices, it is the middle-aged man who was proposed just now, and this person is not famous.

Anyway, the monks don't really plan to unite, but they are helpless by the current crisis, so they cooperate for the time being, so the leader is also very casual, after all, even if you are really prestigious and famous, you are not a senior brother of the same sect, why should you obey?

But no matter what, it's still much better than a plate of loose sand just now, don't say that this middle-aged man is quite capable, and quickly divided the monks into two groups, one group attacked, trying to attract hatred and firepower, and the other group, looking at the right time, attacked towards a point in the formation.

This strategy is really so simple that it makes people speechless, but Qin Yan nodded secretly, the immortal cultivators on his side are simply a plate of loose sand, if you get some complicated operations, they can't execute them, what you want at this time is simple, the simpler the more effective.

It's better than a mess of swarmed people.

For this kind of simple task, the immortal cultivators had no resistance, and Qin Yan was assigned to a group of attack formations.

Then everyone took a short break and started moving.

Chi will change, you must know that there are several major sects led by Baiqiao Valley, but only a small number of monks are staying here, and the rest are looking for the golden pill fruit everywhere, if these people can't get out of trouble early, where will there be any chance to compete for treasures.

Everyone knows this truth, so although they are still in a mess, there are very few people who do not contribute to the work, even if they have reservations, but at least they use seventy or eighty percent of their strength, and each of them sacrifices the treasure and spirit weapon, and kills the past viciously.

The roar was loud, and sure enough, it attracted the attention of the monks of the five sects.

In this way, after about a cup of tea, the middle-aged man in the lead gave an order, so Qin Yan and the monks of the second group also took action.

There were fewer people in their group, only about a dozen of them, and they flew to the weak point of the surveyed formation and began to attack.

This scene naturally also fell in the eyes of the monks of the five sects.

However, the other party didn't care.

The corners of Sun Yufan's mouth showed a bit of sarcasm: "A group of rabble, what is the use of such a clumsy scheme? Just these few people want to break the formation, and you are not Jindan stage immortal cultivators......

......

Qin Yan flicked his robe, sacrificed an ordinary spiritual weapon, and together with the other immortal cultivators, attacked the blue light curtain in front of him, the rumbling sound kept coming into his ears, full of inspiration, and the momentum looked extraordinary, but Qin Yan quickly felt that such an attack was useless, and the formation in front of him needed Jindan-level strength to break it.

This is something that the monk in front of him cannot do.

Of course, he could, but Qin Yan didn't want to attract attention like that, or he was waiting for a suitable moment.

He didn't have to wait long, after just a cup of tea, several monks from the five factions flew over, and the scattered cultivators who were attacking the formation shouted, coaxed, and began to retreat.

Everyone has reservations and is unwilling to work hard, anyway, they are not the only ones trapped in the formation, they are naturally unwilling to do their best.

Qin Yan sighed, sure enough, it was just a group of rabble, there was no future in cooperating with these guys, but fortunately, there was still an upright immortal cultivator.

Or rather, he was a little more sluggish.

Everyone else had already been intimidated, and he continued to attack the light curtain.

It was a slightly chubby monk with a somewhat honest face.

Seeing that his companions had retreated, a trace of unwillingness flashed on his face, his right hand was raised, and he swung it down fiercely, and with his movements, a basin-sized fireball smashed forward.

Qin Yan could see it clearly, a different color flashed on his face, his right hand was wrapped in his sleeve, his fingers flicked slightly, accompanied by an imperceptible light sound, a white light the size of a bean flew out of his sleeve, inconspicuous, and under the cover of that flame, it hit the light curtain in front of him.

Demon Cloud Thorn!

This is the stunt of the Demon Cloud Sect, which was originally to compress the demonic qi for attack, but it is no problem to replace the demonic qi with ordinary mana.

Qin Yan's strength is not what it used to be, and when this trick is used, it naturally has far more power than usual.

Of course, the reason for choosing this trick is that it is suitable for sneak attacks, and it is the least noticeable, and now with the cover of the unresponsive monk, it has hit the light curtain in front of it without anyone noticing.

Unlike all the attacks just now, which were useless, with a soft sound reaching the ears, the seemingly thick light curtain was pierced through a large hole.

The change was hasty, and everyone was dumbfounded, not only scattered cultivators, but also immortal cultivators from the five sects.

Of course, the most surprising thing was the slightly chubby and unresponsive immortal cultivator, who looked at his hands in disbelief.

I was just unwilling to throw out a big fireball, how could I make a gap in this unbreakable formation?

There was a brief silence.

Then the cultivators erupted in a loud cheer, and no one flinched, and everyone rushed to the gap.