Baicao Gate, like Fengyun Gate, although it belongs to one of the top ten immortal cultivation sects, because there are no Yuanying monks in the gate, they are all marginal sources in the top ten sects.

However, many monks in the Baicao Sect are wood spirit roots, good at alchemy and healing techniques, and many monks of the sect have asked for them, so there is still some pride in their bones.

The spirit stone mine discovered at the junction of Baicaomen and Fengyunmen this time was originally discovered by Fengyunmen first, but if Baicaomen sent people to negotiate with the high-level leaders of Fengyunmen, it was not impossible to get a piece of the pie, but they adopted this extreme method, and Fengyunmen certainly couldn't accept it.

The seventh squad lurked in the small woods on the side of the road, and the captain Song Yizhang laid out a hidden formation for everyone to hide inside, waiting for reinforcements from Baicaomen.

Ou Zijian cultivated to the sixth level of qi refining, but he didn't have many opportunities to participate in the fight, and at this time, he stood in the forest and looked at the direction where the enemy was coming, and his heart was uneasy.

Yang Mingyang felt Ou Zijian's rapid breathing, knew the tension in his heart, stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"It's okay, you should compete with your peers in the sect, but the opponent is more cruel, so you must pay attention to protecting yourself and not be merciful. As soon as he said this, Yang Mingyang suddenly stopped, turned his head and said to everyone:

"Be careful! The enemy is coming. Everyone immediately stood up and looked in the direction where the Baicaomen monks were about to come, and after a while, a group of Baicaomen monks wearing green robes appeared in everyone's sight.

Song Yizhang turned his head and glanced at Yang Mingyang with surprised eyes, and began to pay attention to the enemy's situation. There were a total of thirteen Baicaomen monks in this group, including five monks in the late stage of Qi refining.

"There are more people than us, and the strength should be stronger than us, can you fight?" Feng Xiaoyue, who was refining qi sevenfold, was the only female monk among the people, and she looked at Song Yizhang and asked cautiously.

Song Yizhang looked at the enemy and said fiercely:

"Fight, but you must pay attention to safety, everyone obeys my command. "Song Yizhang was able to become the captain of the seventh squad, not only because his cultivation was the strongest in this squad, but also because he had rich experience in fighting, he gathered everyone together and told everyone his plan, and everyone admired it very much.

As the Baicaomen monks got closer and closer, all the monks of the seventh squad held their breath and held the magic weapon in their hands, ready to deal a hard blow to the enemy.

Several monks of Baicaomen were still relatively vigilant, and while they flew forward, they let go of their divine senses and probed everything around them, but they didn't expect that the other party had already set up a formation here, just waiting for them to take the bait.

When they passed above a forest, several people suddenly flew up from a large tree, and several attacks quickly bombarded them, and they immediately took out their defensive weapons to prepare to resist this sudden attack, but most of the monks were surprised to find that the enemy's attack seemed to be thundering and raining, and did not cause damage to themselves at all.

But then, two screams came one after another, and several people hurriedly turned their heads to look, only to see that two of them had fallen to the ground screaming.

The people of Baicaomen couldn't be rescued, and immediately looked at the people of Fengyunmen with an angry face. It turned out that this Song Yizhang saw that the other party was more numerous than himself, and decided to use a sneak attack to eliminate the enemy's living force, so he arranged for four late-stage Qi refining cultivators to attack the enemy's weakest late-stage Qi refining cultivator together, and the six mid-stage Qi refining cultivators also attacked the opponent's mid-stage Qi refining cultivator together.

Caught off guard, how could these two Baicaomen monks resist the combined attack of all the monks, and they were immediately killed on the spot.

Seeing that their fellow disciples were killed, of course the monks of Baicaomen refused to give up, they held magic weapons, and rushed towards the people of Fengyunmen in anger, and the people of Fengyunmen were not afraid, according to Song Yizhang's previous arrangement, they looked for opponents and fought a big battle.

Yang Mingyang's opponent was a small young male monk of Jin Linggen, who was also a cultivator of the eightfold qi refining class, not big, but his strength was not small, at this time he was holding two sledgehammers, just like a tiger going down the mountain, and smashed Yang Mingyang fiercely.

Yang Mingyang's body was strong, and at this time, the top-grade earth attribute magic weapon in his hand was also extraordinary, and when he touched the sledgehammer in the opponent's hand, the thin young man only retreated a short distance, but Yang Mingyang retreated several meters in the air.

Yang Mingyang had just stood firm, and the young man was holding a sledgehammer, and he pounced on him again, and smashed the sledgehammer in his hand at him.

This time, Yang Mingyang didn't dare to carry it hard, and hurriedly dodged away with the help of wind chasing boots. This young man couldn't match Yang Mingyang's speed, and chased after him several times with two sledgehammers, but he couldn't get a piece of Yang Mingyang's clothes, and he was so angry that he screamed.

Annoyed, he picked up a pair of sledgehammers in his hand and touched them fiercely, and a buzzing hammer sound drilled into Yang Mingyang's ears, which shocked his brain with a buzzing sound, and he had no energy to control the speed of the wind chasing boots, and was caught up by the thin young man, and smashed it down with a hammer on his head, in desperation, he had to raise the mountain moon in his hand and face the sledgehammer, the two magic weapons collided together fiercely in the air, causing Yang Mingyang to take several steps back, with a pain in his chest, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as he fixed his body, he saw the thin young man lift the sledgehammer and walk towards him again, and made a big jump, so he didn't dare to hide it anymore.

Immediately took out the Yan Lie Fan and waved it in the air, and a flame turned into a rope and wrapped around the thin young man's feet, so frightened that he hurriedly dodged.

This thin young man has a lot of strength, but speed is his weakness, and he dodges to the side, but this arquebus is very spiritual, and it actually chases him in the direction where he is hiding, making him scramble.

Seeing that such a small fire rope was so difficult, the thin young man was angry, and picked up the sledgehammer in his hand and threw it at the fire rope, but the hammer passed through the fire rope in the middle, but the fire rope was still intact.

At this moment, the thin young man was even more embarrassed, he put away the hammer, took out several magic weapons, and beat them even with a beating, and finally extinguished the flames, and the clothes on his body had been scorched in several places, and his face was also charred black, as if he had come out of a furnace.

At this time, he completely lost the arrogance he had at the beginning, and looked at Yang Mingyang, with a trace of panic in his eyes.

Yang Mingyang was also very happy in his heart, because each of the five spiritual roots was weaker than the monks of the same level, so it was difficult for him to gain the upper hand in the fight with the monks of the same level, and now this situation was something he had never expected, which also made Yang Mingyang more confident.

He was experienced in fighting and didn't want to give the other party another chance to turn the tables, so he immediately urged more fire spiritual power to enter the Yan Lie Fan, the Yan Lie Fan fanned in the air again and again, and several fire ropes appeared in the air, like poisonous snakes swooping towards the thin young man.

The thin young man's face was even more frightened, at this time he was holding an iron chain-like magic weapon in his hand, while dodging, he also used the iron chain to hit the fire rope in front of him, but the many fire ropes made him lose sight of one or the other, and finally a fire rope passed through his left arm, and was directly pierced out of a blood hole, the thin young man screamed in pain, took out a pill and threw it into his mouth, and then ignored his companions, turned around and fled to the rear.