Zhou Xiang's team had a good harvest in the first battle, and according to statistics, Zhou Xiang killed three enemy monks, two Sun Chen, one Yang Ting, one Han Feiming and Han Feidao each, and their record was in the middle and upper of all teams. In terms of casualties, only Zhou Xiang was shocked and injured his internal organs, and no one in the entire team fell, so they were in a good mood.

Zhou Xiang quickly flipped through the seized storage bag in his hand, took out the highest-grade elixir used to increase cultivation and distributed it to everyone to swallow directly, and the best spirit stone was also taken out, and the two pieces of each person frantically absorbed the spiritual power in it.

The Northern Alliance soon sent monks to collect the loot and inspect the storage bags of each cannon fodder one by one, and those with damaged magic weapons would also be fully equipped. If it is found that there is a private possession seized, it will be immediately pulled out of the team for punishment, that is, the cannon fodder monk will be whipped with a magic weapon made of an unknown material, and the punishment will be carried out by the high-level monk of the foundation, which will definitely make the life of the tortured person worse than death, and the onlookers were all shocked by the screams, but their hearts further deepened the hatred of the Northern Alliance.

Finally, they dispersed back to the camp, and only then did everyone relax and start talking about the combat experience. Some people are arrogant, and some people are sad.

Zhou Xiang's team had no battle damage and many captures, so everyone was very happy, the Han brothers were there to talk about their achievements, and Yang Ting walked up to Zhou Xiang and asked: "Zhou Xiang, your rope-like magic weapon is good, I don't know if there is any origin?"

"You said this is the one on my waist, right?" Zhou Xiang smiled and asked for the binding god, "This magic weapon was given to me by an elder in the door, and its name is the binding god rope." ”

"Binding God Suo, it can't have anything to do with the Binding God Vine, it looks very similar!" Sun Chen next to him asked.

"Binding Divine Vine? is it the kind of plant that can even bind the Divine Transformation Cultivator in an adult body?" Yang Ting was a little surprised, "It seems that the senior who gave you something has a very high cultivation, right?"

"Our Sanqingmen is only a third-rate force, and the Taishang in the gate is a Jindan cultivator. Zhou Xiang responded, "It is estimated that he also obtained this immature god-binding vine by chance, and then refined it into a magic weapon." ”

"That is, the mature vine of the god binding is hard to find, and now it is almost extinct. Yang Ting nodded, "But it's more than enough to deal with the foundation building monks!"

"Captain Yang, you can't just praise Brother Zhou, our brothers' contribution this time is not small!" Boss Han was a little dissatisfied on the side, "My shield is actually pretty good." ”

"And me, I was actually quite nervous when I first took on the battle, but after I slashed through the sword, I suddenly wasn't afraid! It turns out that fighting is so exciting!" Han Lao Er danced on the side.

"Okay, both of you are good, there will be many opportunities to work hard for Beimeng in the future, just don't regret it when the time comes!" Yang Ting said dissatisfied.

As soon as they heard that they had worked hard for the Northern League, and then thought that there would be little benefit from defeating, everyone's interest instantly dropped to the bottom, and after chatting a few words, they went back to their tents to meditate.

In the command hall of the Northern Alliance, Deacon Gao stood up proudly and smiled at everyone: "Congratulations on our alliance's victory in the first battle! ”

The monks hurriedly got up to congratulate each other, and then went about their work according to their division of labor.

Deacon Wang and Deacon Zhu of Wuji Sect got together again in the evening.

Deacon Wang was the first to speak: "Today's battle seems to be fierce, but it is actually very boring. The southern district was stupid enough to let the dominant Nanshui Pass go and choose to go out of the city to face the battle! The commander of the other side didn't seem to be very good, but he let the surname Gao take advantage. ”

"Hmph, I don't think so, the Northern Alliance wants to use this battle to eliminate dissidents, and the Southern Region may not have such thoughts. It can also be seen from today's battle that the opposing monks are dressed in a disorderly manner, neither cannon fodder troops, nor serious famous factions, but more like loose cultivators or third- and fourth-rate forces, and being sent out is completely like sending them to death. Deacon Zhu analyzed.

"Yes, it seems that the north and the south are ostensibly incompatible, and they want to fight to the death, but the real goal is their own internal. Alas, the cultivation realm is so dirty!" Deacon Wang shook his head.

"Who's to say it isn't. From the beginning to the end of this battle, neither side dispatched a single Jindan monk, let alone Yuan Ying, which is very revealing. Could it be that the two sides have reached some kind of agreement in secret?" Deacon Zhu pondered, "It's getting more and more interesting. ”

"Yes! I estimate that at the beginning of this war, the Northern Alliance will inevitably win more and lose less, and both sides will continue to mobilize a large number of monks from the rear to participate in the war, and when these forces are almost consumed, the first-class forces will be involved, and the turning point of the war will also appear at that time, and the two sides will still return to the starting point of the war after a performance. Deacon Wang analyzed.

"At that time, the second- and third-rate forces will inevitably suffer heavy losses, and even their Yuan Ying and Jindan Monks will all fall!"

"Fortunately, you and I are from the Wuji Sect, otherwise we might have gone and never returned. ”

Speaking of this, both of them sighed at the same time.

A day later, the results of the battle were counted, and the cannon fodder troops of the Northern Alliance killed 210 monks of the other side, lost 260 people, and captured 160,000 spirit stones, and 500,000 spirit stones such as herbs, pills, and magic weapons.

To everyone's surprise, the cannon fodder monk had the best personal record and actually killed twelve people!

Next, the Northern Alliance issued rewards to everyone, and each of the Zhou Xiang team received a number of spirit stones engraved with special markings, one healing pill per person, and all the damaged magic clothes were handed over in for new robes.

Looking at the bleak inferior spirit stone that was about to be scrapped in their hands, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads, Beimeng was too stingy. Looking at the elixir again, it is not a good product, it belongs to the worst kind, it is similar to using medicinal herbs to crush and stick together.

"Everyone, have you noticed anything abnormal?" Sun Chen said, looking at the pill in his hand.

"What's abnormal, could it be that the pill is fraudulent?" Han Da was puzzled.

"It can't be another poison, right? Beimeng is too despicable!"

"I'm not talking about that. Sun Chen shook his head, "I mean the results of this battle! According to the net worth of the foundation building monk, no matter how poor everyone is, they can have tens of thousands of spirit stones." But this time, we killed 210 monks, but we only got 160,000 spirit stones, and the average was only more than 700 per person, which is very unreasonable. ”

"Are you saying that there are many cannon fodder monks who have secretly hidden the seized spirit stones?" Han Da was stunned.

"How is it possible? The Northern Alliance has investigated so strictly, who dares to hide it privately?" Han Er immediately retorted.

"Could it be that our opponents are all poor monks?" Zhou Xiang said.

"That's right! Recalling the battle that day, the other party was obviously not very neatly dressed, and judging from the number of spirit stones captured, even if they were not cannon fodder troops, they must be disciples of some loose cultivators or small forces. Yang Ting came to a conclusion.

"Could it be that there is some conspiracy in it?" Sun Chen was puzzled.

"As long as he can live, what kind of conspiracy does he care?" Han Da was a little indifferent.

"You can't think of it that way. Yang Ting shook her head, "If there is really any conspiracy, we may be able to take the opportunity to escape if we guess it in advance, of course, we have to get the antidote first." Even if you can't escape, you can find a way to find a chance to survive. ”

"The captain is right!" Zhou Xiang agreed, "I remember hearing a friend mention it before, the only three remaining passages in the Yuanling Mountains are all Yuanying monks, but in this war, let alone Yuanying, even Jindan monks didn't see one, this is very abnormal, in the face of the strong attack of the Northern Alliance, they have no reason not to take action." ”

"Maybe the Yuanying Monk was led away by the design of the Northern Alliance, and it is impossible to say if he will fight in other places. Han Er retorted, "Just like what my brother said, it's useless to think about these things now, how to survive is what we should think about the most at the moment." ”

"After a few more days, maybe we can find some clues. Let's train hard now!" suggested Yang Ting.

Everyone had no choice but to bury their doubts in their hearts and began to continue practicing.

Two days have passed in the blink of an eye, and all the siege methods of the Northern Alliance have been prepared, and the order to start the war has come again.

Early in the morning of this day, nearly 10,000 monks of the Northern Alliance formed a formation in front of the Nanshui Pass, preparing to launch a second attack, unlike the last time, the first wave of attacks this time did not use cannon fodder troops, but sent regular Northern Alliance monks, they set up a large array outside the Nanshui Pass, hundreds of foundation building monks under the command of an elder in the center of the large array together to agitate the spiritual power in the body, output to a certain position around the formation, and then the large array will operate these spiritual powers according to the law, in the process of operation, countless array flags and spirit stones continue to strengthen this power, and finally all the spiritual power gathered together to form a thick spiritual power pillar roaring towards the South Water Pass。

"Boom!" The sound of the spiritual power pillar colliding with the Nanshui Pass Protector Array shook the heavens and the earth, shaking the mountain peaks not far away. However, the defensive array was still intact after being weakened by several layers, and the southern district also sent monks to continuously repair it, so that the large array remained unbroken.