The moment Lao Wei saw the cute bear, he immediately woke up. It's no accident that the mountain giant ape is touching here, it and the cute bear are originally in the same group!

Looking at the burly body of the giant ape, and then looking at the sturdy physique of the cute bear, the four Jin Dan on the field stared at each other, completely unsure of what to do.

If the four of them were at the foot of the mountain, they would all be invincible Jindan monks. But on the mountain, the four people together were not enough for the monkey to eat.

"Fooled!" Lao Wei blurted out three words.

The other three cast him quizzing glances.

Lao Wei gasped: "They didn't want to sneak attack the Zhuji disciples who stayed at the bottom of the mountain, but deliberately chose to besiege and kill a few of us Jindan on the mountain." ”

By the way, it's a siege! The four Jindan monks are now surrounded by a monkey and a bear!

The faces of the other three changed instantaneously. One of them hurriedly said, "Let's rush down the mountain together!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man moved a few feet out, bypassing the blockade of the cute bear and running down the mountain.

Meng Xiong shook the flesh on his body, jumped and rolled vigorously, and accurately blocked the man's line down the mountain.

Seeing the situation, the other three hurriedly dispersed, wanting to find their own way down the mountain, but who knew that the mountain giant ape actually pounced on a tiger, directly crossed the three of them, stood side by side with the cute bear, and joined forces with the cute bear to intercept it.

Lao Wei hesitated.

Punch hard? Eighty percent of them are going to throw two people down.

What should I do if I don't rush?

A Jin Dan next to him wiped a handful of sweat, gritted his teeth and said, "I can't go down! Let's go to the top of the mountain!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

The three figures turned around and went up the hill directly, taking the same path that Lao Zhang had planned before.

Lao Wei was stunned: "You ......"

No one paid any attention to him.

It was a monkey and a bear baring their teeth at him at the same time.

"I ...... it, let's run!"

Lao Wei didn't have the ability to deal with these two masters, so he followed the three people in front of him and went up the mountain.

There is still their large army on the top of the mountain, as long as three hundred people are gathered together, then no one needs to be afraid, and when the time comes, bear paws and monkey brains can be stewed in a pot and eaten.

As soon as Lao Wei turned the corner, the monkeys and bears on the other side got up and rolled down the steep slope directly to the bottom of the mountain.

And besieged and killed Jin Dan? That was all a disguise! Qian Yang's real target was still the 100 foundation building disciples under the mountain.

Qian Yang's thinking is very clear, if he wants to fight against the black-clothed man in the Infinite Valley alone, he can only have two directions: go up the mountain to fight Jindan, and go down the mountain to build a foundation.

On the mountain, whether it is the cute bear he transforms into or the mountain giant ape he raises, he can have the absolute upper hand when facing Brother Jindan. And when he got to the bottom of the mountain, his cultivation in the Jindan period could easily crush the foundation building monks.

Both combat styles are fine, but it's important to focus on which side to focus on.

Qian Yang has never forgotten that he is not fighting alone, and behind him, there are hundreds of miners behind him.

The strength of the miners is limited, and the gap between the combat power of the elites of the Infinite Valley is huge, and if they fight with people under normal circumstances, it will definitely be sent to death.

But everyone knows very well that if the battlefield between the two sides is in the mountains, then this gap will be virtually narrowed a lot. If the number of miners can be more advantageous, it is really difficult to say who will win and who will lose in the end.

Therefore, the final battle in Qian Yang's expectation should be on the mountain. Moreover, the miners, as the defenders, do have the right to choose the battlefield.

Since the decisive battle was to be fought on the mountain, it would be much more cost-effective to clear the opponent's foundation building disciples in large numbers than to kill those three or two Jindan.

The Jindan monk who was lying in ambush was repulsed, and Qian Yang and the giant ape rolled down the hillside.

The giant ape is in front, and the cute bear is behind.

The two Jindan monks at the foot of the mountain had already heard the movement on the mountainside, but they couldn't figure out the situation under the shade of the trees, and they didn't dare to move lightly.

But as soon as the two saw a monkey rolling down the mountain, they immediately knew that this was definitely not a good monkey, and the magic weapon in their hands beckoned them without stopping.

The giant ape had already been prepared for the incoming attack, and when he was halfway through the roll, he had already changed his course, and he stood up with his rolling belt crawling to the ground, and when he was far away from the Jindan monk, he spread his two feet and ran away.

The Jindan monk of the Boundless Valley refused to give up, and as soon as his spiritual power turned, he chased in the direction of the giant ape's escape.

At this time, the cute bear also arrived.

The two Jin Dan hesitated for a moment and wanted to divide into two ways, but Meng Xiong didn't give them a chance, raised his hand and threw a shiny bead between the two, and shouted vaguely in his mouth: "The Thunder Fire Bead is here!"

Qian Yang is an honest person, and so is Meng Xiong.

What he threw out was indeed a thunder fire bead, or a magic weapon-level thunder fire bead from Lao Jiang.

At this time, he didn't dare to keep his hand, no matter how powerful Dashan Mountain was, it would be a foundation building period, and he would die if he was caught up by Jin Dan.

When the two Jindan monks heard that it was a thunder fire bead, they didn't dare to slack off, and while dodging, they threw out magic weapons to meet them.

After Meng Xiong threw out the beads, he didn't even look at the two Jin Dan, but suddenly rose into the air, and the whole bear floated above the hundred foundation building monks out of thin air.

Meng Xiong's hands connected the dots, and one spell after another took shape in his hands, and countless golden needles fell from the sky, enveloping all the black-clothed disciples below.

The rain really covers the sky and the sun this time.

The improvement of cultivation and the proficiency of spells made this unremarkable spell shine in Qian Yang's hands.

Sha Tianyu is not known for attacking, and Qian Yang did not deliberately pursue lethality, all he wanted this time was the coverage area and the number of golden needles.

But even so, Brother Jindan's spell was not something that Monk Zhuji could easily block.

But these black-clothed disciples deserved to be the elite of the Duobao Sect, and no one was hurt too much under the chaos.

At this time, the side exploded!

The two Jindan monks successfully detonated the Thunder Fire Bead that flew in mid-air, but the power of the bead was much greater than they had imagined.

Dazzling light, majestic air waves, and smoke and dust soaring into the sky.

Even though there was still a long distance from the explosion, the two Jindan monks were still thrown away without resistance, and two blood arrows shot out of their mouths almost at the same time!

What kind of thunder fire bead is this?

The two of them were smashed far away on the mountain, their consciousness was still there, the pain was unbearable, and the resentment was endless.

The Jindan monks are all like this, and those who are a little farther away are even more unbearable.

The kind of impact that surpassed their level gave the men in black no room to resist at all, and they were already struggling to cover the golden needles in the sky, but they were hit by the explosion from the side, and the people in black suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

The cute bear in the sky didn't stop, and out of nowhere, he found a handful of beads and scattered them into the pile of people like money.

I can't stop this!

The strength of the black-clothed man below had already been used up just now, and he couldn't care about another round of attacks that followed.

A continuous roar rang out.

The thunder and fire beads in the foundation building period are just right for the monks in the foundation building period.

There was a wailing everywhere.

The cute bear in the sky also showed a languid color, one Jindan-level thunder fire bead, five thunder fire beads in the foundation building period, plus the non-stop rain covering the sky, had drained all his spiritual power.

Shaking his body, Meng Xiong fell out of the crowd, and a robe of a guard disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect was draped over his body.

Immediately, the cute bear appeared in its original form.

It was a strange monk who was young and handsome, but his eyes were slightly sleepy.

There were few monks on the field who were still awake, but these lucky people had deeply engraved that strange face in their minds.

There was an angry roar from the mountain: "Erdare!"

The monk, who looked like he hadn't slept for days, shrugged his shoulders, muttered "idiot", casually stuffed a medicine into his mouth, and quickly rushed to the side of a Jindan monk who had been injured by the thunder fire bead, and raised the brick to make up for it.

I had the heart to turn to another Jindan monk, but when I turned my head, the two or three hundred monks on the mountain had already fallen away.

The monk with the brick yawned and disappeared at the end of the mountain path. But his posture was somewhat strange, and for some reason, he clutched the hem of his clothes all the way, like a young girl in a skirt walking on a glass trestle.

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No. 6 Mining Area.

More than 50 miners sat down under the pile of rough rocks, their faces heavy.

Halfway up the slope of the original stone pile, there stood a big man with a height of nine feet, but his face was clearly confused. Beside him, a strong fat man with a waist of nine feet squatted, looking expectantly into the distance while tossing a small piece of rough stone with his hand.

Behind the two of them, there was a huge red rough stone, and above the rough stone, an old man with a white beard was lying flat, breathing slowly.

At the front of the miners stood a middle-aged monk in a deacon's robe, with a tall posture and resolute eyes.

At this time, a disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect rushed up from the bottom of the mountain, sweating profusely, and ran to the deacon's side and bent down to salute, saying, "White Deacon!"

Deacon Bai nodded slightly, raised his hand and put his arm around the disciple's shoulder, and the two walked over and whispered for a while.

More than a hundred eyes watched the two on the other side communicate softly without blinking, and although they couldn't hear what they were saying, they all hoped to see some clues from the white deacon's expression.

Unfortunately, they were disappointed.

The white deacon put on a poker face, hiding his emotions deeply.

In fact, since the moment the blood-colored fireworks were set off in the north, Deacon White has always had this expression. The disciple who reported the news had come more than once, and it seemed that each time he brought some new information, but Deacon Bai waved the disciple away each time, and continued to stand there to install the statue.

Sure enough, the disciple was sent away again, and Deacon Bai paced back to his original position, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Finally, some miners couldn't help it, and after a few eye contacts, Qi Cripple spoke: "Deacon Bai, what is the situation, you have to tell us, right?

The white deacon was silent.

Qi Cripple stood up: "Lao Bai, everyone is sitting here waiting for death, being forced to be helpless on the one hand, but on the other hand, it is out of trust in you." Otherwise, since we are all dead, what if we turn against your Hidden Sword Sect?"

Deacon Bai opened his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Qi Cripple moved two steps with difficulty, came to Deacon Bai's side and said, "Old Bai, let me ask you a question, do we still have any chance of survival?"

Deacon Bai suddenly laughed, but at the same time, two lines of tears flowed down the corners of his eyes: "You should be glad that you are in the No. 6 mining area, and in front of you, there are countless people who are paving the way for your survival with their lives!"