Motu is a monk of the early Yuan Infant of the Turkic tribe, a monk like him is almost a respected existence of ten thousand people in a Turkic tribe, the Turkic people have always regarded themselves as the descendants of the true gods of the steppe, and cultivators like them are almost the spokesmen of the true gods in the steppe, and they have always said the same.

And this time, the First Divine Master of the Steppe said that the Middle-earth cultivation world had been divided, and it was the best moment for them, the people of the Grassland, to march towards Middle-earth.

In recent years, due to the increasing number of cultivators in the grassland, and the lack of cultivation resources in the grassland, he was a dignified Yuanying monk, and he only had some ordinary mana recovery pills on his body, and there were no strange good things.

And in addition, the spiritual veins of the grassland are also very few, not to mention the spiritual veins of the good one, except for the place where the temple of the god king of the Turkic steppe is located, the spiritual veins in other places are really not worth mentioning.

And I heard that in the land of Middle Earth, in addition to the four avenues of Middle Earth Gate Kunlun, Shu Mountain, Maoshan and Kongtong are the world's best spiritual veins, even if it is far away in the southern Xinjiang, I heard that there are also two excellent spiritual veins, it was rumored that the world's spiritual veins are out of Kunlun, so Kunlun is the originator of the world's cultivation, and can almost stabilize other sects, so over the years, no matter how the external conditions change, Kunlun is majestic, which shows the importance of a good spiritual vein for a cultivation sect.

Just a few years ago, a certain immortal master of the Turkic tribe suddenly found a large area of ancient medicine garden in an ancient cultivation site, the discovery of this medicine garden, so that the entire Turkic monastic world is simply ecstatic, for this reason, the Turkic steppe also set off a great war between cultivators, but fortunately, the first Turkic priest came forward in time to stop the battle that can greatly weaken the strength of the Turkic monks.

Then, according to the opinion of the First Divine Master, the Turkic monastic world divided the elixir in this medicine garden into several parts according to the number of cultivators of each tribe, and let each part send people to manage it, and every year some medicines could be taken out from the medicine garden to improve the strength of the cultivators of each tribe.

But what people didn't expect was that because the share of the medicine garden was divided according to the number of cultivators, in order to compete for the resource allocation of the medicine garden, various tribes began to use these drugs to give birth to some cultivators, and even some cultivators with poor qualifications。

The lifespan of low-level cultivators is not long, and even the lifespan of cultivators in the Qi Induction Period is not much different from that of ordinary people, but these cultivators with low qualifications, because they are only used as a person to apply for quotas, the major tribes often only give birth to them, and they are not planning for further advancement, so a large number of Turkic cultivators have always stayed in the primary stage.

In this way, not only did they consume a lot of resources, but after the death of these low-level cultivators, they did not bring any real benefits to the various tribes. However, the group of cultivators who were born later often fought in the grassland for the sake of cultivating resources, and they were consumed internally.

Later, this matter finally reached the first priest of the Turks, and the first priest who came out of retreat was furious after hearing this report, but there was nothing he could do, and the sudden increase in the number of cultivators made the resources that were already scarce in the Turkic steppe more and more sought-after.

How many resources can be developed in order to develop a lot of power, this is also very clear to the priests, but now that there are so many monks, they can't let them waste their lives doing nothing? What's more, after coming into contact with the monastic world, these people's horizons have also broadened a lot, and they are not willing to continue to be mediocre, so, in order to appease the desires of these people, the first divine master left the grassland, and a few years later, the first divine master who suddenly turned back suddenly announced that the monastic world of Middle-earth is no longer as monolithic as before, and the Turks are now suddenly so many more cultivators, just in time to take advantage of the situation to raise troops and fight for control of Middle-earth.

Those Turkic monks who had already been suffocated had already heard that the monastic resources and beautiful scenery of Middle-earth were far from being comparable to places like the steppe.

And just at this time, Shushan, the gate of the four avenues of Middle-earth, suddenly announced that it had taken refuge in southern Xinjiang, which greatly weakened the monastic power of Middle-earth, and this sudden news hit the monastic world of Middle-earth, and at the same time greatly encouraged the Turkic monks, and their morale exploded.

Thinking like this, Motu's body flew quickly in the dense fog, relying on the suppression of the concealment technique and cultivation, along the way, he had quietly destroyed dozens of sentry posts, and behind him, those Turkic low-level monks who followed closely saw it, and also followed, and sneaked into the mountains one after another by night.

Motu flew away, while secretly thinking about this sneak attack, to be honest, these people must not have expected that their sneak attack this time was not just an ordinary raid, just in the evening, the Turkic temple in the rear suddenly sent several pieces of information, asking them to quickly take this place in order to join up with friendly forces coming from the other direction.

So, after discussing with a few of their Yuanying monks, Andulan finally decided to use a secret weapon that had not been used before to take down this line of defense, so he suddenly formulated a plan for this night attack.

Motu's current task is to clear the obstacles ahead, so that the large army behind can move forward smoothly, and it is best to be able to kill a few Yuanying monks here, which will be even more perfect.

While he was still pondering, he suddenly heard a long bell ringing, and the direction from which this bell came from happened to be the direction in which he had just killed a few sentinels?

Motu was startled, and involuntarily slowed down.

But at this moment, a burst of mist rolled around, and I don't know where the blue and yellow mist poured out of the sky, and after a while, the entire Luofeng Mountain was enveloped in it.

Seeing this, Motu's eyes showed a hint of surprise, but then he sneered, this sea of fog is only used to isolate spiritual awareness and sight, they have already encountered it in some of the previous defense lines, and it only takes time to break such a prohibition.

But in addition, what he cares about most is who discovered his whereabouts, and it also sounded the alarm bell.

Suddenly, his expression moved, and a flash of inspiration flashed on his body, and he flew out of the sea of fog somewhere on the side.

But when he got there, he saw only a few indistinct corpses, and the clothes of the corpses were none other than some of their Turkic monks.

Motu was furious in his heart, he could clearly feel some residual aura fluctuations in the air, obviously there had just been a fight here, and this person was obviously cunning and abnormal, he didn't mean to meet with him, a high-level monk, just picked some low-level monks to start, and with a successful hand, he immediately changed places.

In the midst of the mist, several Turkic monks were gathering together, ready to discuss their next move.

But at this moment, suddenly from the dense fog in front of him, a long sword with golden light flew out, the sword body was simple, and the aura was amazing.

Several Turkic monks were startled, and two of them, Jiedan monks, immediately slapped the back of their heads, each spit out two shocking rainbows, one blue and one red, and directly met the long sword. Trying to block it.

But after a sudden tremor on the sword's body, countless cyan sword filaments immediately shot out from the sword's body, and in an instant, the dense sword light enveloped all the surroundings of these Turkic monks, and the sword aura soared into the sky, looking extremely imposing.

When these monks saw this, they were taken aback, but they still commanded the magic weapon and greeted them.

In the mist behind him, a cold snort came out, and before these Turkic monks could react, dozens of blue lights immediately separated from those sword lights, blocking the two flying rainbows. After just a slight contact, the two rainbows suddenly burst out into a ball of light, and then they were cut into six or seven pieces, and turned into dust with a bang.

"It seems that the sword light of this blue-faced layman does have his uniqueness. In the thick fog, a long sigh came, followed by a sudden "Go!".

Those blue lights suddenly burst into a dazzling light, surging to hundreds of them, overwhelming the sky with blue light, and at the same time rushed towards every Turkic monk.

Although the Turkic monks in the Qi Induction Period sacrificed some crudely made magic weapons in their hands one after another, wanting to resist one or two, as soon as the cyan sword light fell, these people were divided into meat puree, and even the Yuan Shen could not escape.

However, as soon as the two Jiedan monks saw that the sword light was so powerful, their faces turned pale and bloodless.

The fate of their two natal magic weapons just now, the two of them have seen it very clearly, no matter how bold they are, they also know very well that their physical bodies can't be compared with the two natal magic weapons no matter what, and they don't want to turn into two rays of light, and they fly away in the opposite direction.

After a clear roar of the sword light that flew towards them, it suddenly divided into two pieces of blue light, and shot out at once.

As soon as the two Turkic monks flew out of a dozen zhang distance, they were covered by the blue light, and the green light fell behind, and suddenly a cloud of blood rain erupted from the sword light, and after only screaming, the bodies of the two were cut into seven or eight pieces at once, and they fell into the dust.