The Qianqiu Gate Yuanying Monk was the only one left Shao Wanqiu who was still fighting alone: "The old man is fighting with you!", he bit the tip of his tongue with an angry shout, spewed out a blood mist and melted into the cold ice sword, and then his whole body soared, and he actually reached the realm of half-step godhood, and then the cold ice sword shook, and instantly sent out three sword intents, and went straight to the opposite two Northern Alliance Yuanying to cut off.

"Oh no! The old brute is desperate, and he even used the three strikes of the blood sword. The two Northern Alliance monks quickly flew back in a flash of lightning, and at the same time tried their best to resist the sword intent. You must know that the three swords issued by this consumption Shou Yuan are extremely powerful, comparable to the early stage of the transformation of gods, even if they resist it, it is inevitable that they will be injured. However, as long as they can hold on, Shao Wanqiu, who wields this sword, will be counterattacked, and his cultivation will also be reduced to the Jindan stage in a short period of time, and then it will be the end of being slaughtered by others.

Shao Wanqiu's face seemed to be much older after casting the three swords, but his eyes were still locked on the peak cultivator of the middle Yuan Infant period, and he chased after the other party with a flick of his body, and the body of the cold ice sword swept over violently.

At this time, the three blood swords had just slashed at the magic weapon of the Northern Alliance monk, but the expected heavy blow did not come, and the sword intent actually completely dissipated after encountering the magic weapon!

Beimeng Yuanying tried his best to block and fell into the air, his spiritual power couldn't be vented, and he almost held back a mouthful of old blood, "Damn, I was deceived!" The two glared angrily, and then their hearts were bad.

Shao Wanqiu's timing was just right, after the mid-Yuan Infant monk on the opposite side smashed the fake blood sword with all his might, the old power was exhausted, the new power was not born, the real cold ice sword was cut horizontally at this moment, and the gap in cultivation and poor defense made his spiritual power shield break instantly, and it was cut into two sections in the blink of an eye. The body was in a different place, and then a frightened Yuan Infant came out of his body and was about to teleport away, but Shao Wanqiu had already prepared, grabbed it in his hand, and the huge ice aura sealed layer by layer and froze the other party forever along with that frightened face.

"Get up!" Shao Wanqiu quickly retreated with a single blow, getting rid of the encirclement of the remaining three Yuan Infants, and then took out a formation plate, and with words in his mouth, the big array of Qianqiu Gate in the distance began to hum.

"Not good!" Zhou Xiang and the others, who were stunned by the Yuanying battle just now, saw the abnormal movement at the foot of the formation, and knew that something was wrong, they immediately raised their magic weapons and desperately fled out, fortunately, the team was not far from the foot of the formation, and they rushed out in a few breaths, and they heard a buzz behind them when they escaped, and the Qianqiumen Great Array appeared out of thin air again, and the momentum was even better than in the past! And the monks and cannon fodder troops of the Northern Alliance who attacked this time were trapped in it, including Li and Ma.

The change just now was too sudden, but fortunately, another Northern Alliance Yuanying who realized that something was wrong saw the opportunity very quickly, and the moment Shao Wanqiu took out the array plate, he bit the tip of his tongue without hesitation, and performed the Blood Escape Technique, and left the battlefield before the big array was activated.

Looking at the Yuanying Daoist who had escaped and the few dozens of low-level monks, the angry Zhao Jin took up the main force of the Northern Alliance's army, and together with several Yuanying monks, launched a frantic attack on the Qianqiumen Great Array again. It's a pity that the mountain protection array personally activated by Shao Wanqiu was unusually strong, and the four Yuanying monks dispatched by the Northern Alliance couldn't break through it with continuous attacks. From this point of view, the previous phenomenon that the large array could be blown to the ground and weakened or even crumbling just by building a foundation and attacking the magic circle was obviously a trick to lure the enemy.

After only a stick of incense, the dead bodies of Li Xiangyu and Gao Lingkong, the two Yuanying monks, were thrown out of the formation, and the angry Zhao Jin's face was extremely ugly, but as a great monk in the late Yuanying period, he quickly calmed down and ordered to stop the attack, and then ordered all the monks to retreat fifty miles back to rebuild the camp.

The battle has reached this point, and Zhao Jin and the other Yuanying also feel a little scared in their hearts. In the face of the attack of the seven Yuanying of the Northern Alliance plus nearly 10,000 low-level monks, Qianqiumen could actually design a counterattack to kill three Yuanying and thousands of low-level monks, and the strength was absolutely strong. Now Zhao Jin is a little skeptical about the accuracy of the internal intelligence of the Northern Alliance, could it be that the other two Yuan Babies of Qianqiu Gate did not go out at all, but hid inside the Mountain Gate? If that is the case, now there are only four Yuan Babies left in the Northern Alliance and there is no strong large array defense, and the five Yuan Babies of Qianqiu Gate are definitely at a disadvantage. If you are not careful, it is possible that the whole army will be wiped out. Therefore, Zhao Jin began to turn from offensive to defensive and sent a letter of help to the rear in a hurry.

How the higher-ups operate the weekly team is unknown. Now they were retreating with a hundred or ten cannon fodder monks, most of whom were supported by magic weapons.

Just now, these cannon fodder monks who couldn't afford to be injured as soon as the war started were still lamenting that they were unlucky, but they lost their combat effectiveness when the big array was broken, and they couldn't go to loot the loot. Now they unanimously sighed that it was not that they were too unlucky, but that they were too lucky, compared to those monks who were trapped in the big array and were about to die, they were only injured.

Han Dahan Er patted his chest: "Escaped another catastrophe!" However, Boss Zhou, it seems that there are not a few people left in the cannon fodder monk team, and our team is still the most complete, this time I am afraid that it will really attract attention." ”

"Oh no! I was accidentally injured just now!" Sun Chen on the side suddenly vomited blood from his mouth, and one shoulder also oozed blood.

The Han brothers were stunned when they saw this, and after reacting, Han Da suddenly fell to the ground: "I'm also injured! It was all done by those Qianqiumen monks just now, second brother, help me heal quickly." ”

"Where is it, what Qianqiumen monk, come out and die quickly!" Han Er looked nervously on guard, shaking his head and looking around.

"Leave it alone! They're already running! Pick me up!" Han Da used his power to blast out several big holes in his suit. After Han Er pulled him up with a sad face, Han Da oozed blood from the corner of his mouth again.

"Boss, are you alright?" Han Er asked very worriedly.

"It's okay! I actually did it on purpose. Brother, if you don't pretend to be injured, the Northern Alliance will definitely suspect us, don't show your stuff!" Han Da explained in a low voice.

"Ahh Then he rolled his eyes, and suddenly burst into tears, "My boss, why are you so badly injured, how can I live alone in the future!", which caused many nearby monks to look at it.

"Okay, okay! Don't pretend too much, just bring some expressions!" Han Da hurriedly instructed.

Han Er's screams immediately stopped abruptly.

Zhou Xiang and Yang Ting couldn't help but shake their heads and smile bitterly when they saw the performance of the two brothers. Captain Yang Ting usually looks like a person who is not close to anyone, but when she smiles, she is like a spring flower, bright and moving, and Zhou Xiang can't help but be stunned. Yang Ting couldn't help but blush when she saw his appearance, and after slanting at him, she turned her head to help Sun Chen, who was pretending to be injured.

Zhou Xiang's heart moved slightly by her glance, but he didn't expect Yang Ting to have such a side, and he also supported Sun Chen on the other side at the moment, and a group of five people mixed in the sparse cannon fodder and the surviving monks of the Northern Alliance, and slowly retreated to the camp.

During the retreat of the Northern Alliance, Qianqiumen did not launch any counterattack, on the one hand, because they insisted on focusing on defense, and on the other hand, they were busy eliminating the Northern Alliance monks who were attacking the formation.

Thinking of the thousands of cannon fodder trapped in the big array and the monks of the Northern Alliance, even if they tried their best to resist, they could not escape the situation of falling on the spot and corpses all over the field, and the surviving monks would fall into a long period of loss.

Zhou Xiang was the same, after returning to the tent in the new camp, he recalled the experience of entering the human world, from Zhang Xuezhi, who was forced to become a god monk but was finally used as a nourishment, to now he was deceived into taking poison and became a combat tool of the Northern Alliance, as well as those cannon fodder monks who died tragically in a foreign land, where is there any happiness compared to mortals. Zhou Xiang even envied those idlers who wandered around the countryside and grew old ordinarily. From this point of view, is it too impulsive for him to sacrifice himself to come to the other world just to cultivate into an immortal, and for a while, he actually began to wander without an owner, his mind was in a trance, and his Dao heart was also a little unstable.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside the tent: "Zhou Xiang, can I come in?"

Zhou Xiang heard that it was the captain Yang Ting, so he waved his hand to remove the prohibition at the door, and then saw the slim Captain Yang walking in with two long legs, she twisted her waist and sat on the futon on Zhou Xiang's side.

Looking at the other party's delicate face, Zhou Xiang was in a slightly better mood, and asked, "Is there anything the captain looking for me?"

Yang Ting smiled, as if it was a little unnatural: "It's nothing, it's just that today I saw the monk who was also cannon fodder end up so miserably, and I felt a little uncomfortable, and I wanted to find someone to talk to." ”

"Actually, I'm pretty much like you. Zhou Xiang smiled bitterly, "Just now I was thinking, what is the purpose of cultivation? How many people have left their hometowns to find the way to become immortals, and after many years of hardship and meditation, they were able to build a foundation and form a pill, but in the end they gave their lives in vain because of the competition for resources by unrelated forces, is this cultivation of immortals right or wrong? It is not as good as those mortals, who have no quarrel with the world, seem to be weak, and in the end can die of old age and pastoral." He sighed.