Although the cliff wall is convenient for Fenglingzong to block Wang Xian's retreat, it is also convenient for Wang Xian to narrow the scope of defense. Wang Xian's practice was the tactic of shrinking, with golden shields and icebergs blocking the road in front and behind, and the remaining seven or eight zhang long roads in the middle. Feng Lingzong wanted to attack in front of him, and the spatial hole seven or eight zhang high above his head suddenly became a must-pass.

Climb the iceberg or golden shield seven or eight zhang high, and there is still a distance of seven or eight zhang from the king on the ground. To attack from top to bottom to the ground, it is beyond the range of the mana attack of the Qi Refining Stage cultivator.

If Fenglingzong wanted to attack again, he had to jump down from the deep wells formed by the rock walls on both sides and the icebergs and golden shields, and attack in the narrow place surrounded by Wang Xian. Moreover, Wang Xian can shrink the space between the golden shield and the iceberg at any time, striving to block the periphery and trap the inner perimeter. This made the monks of the Fengling Sect a little tricky.

Cao Xudong was worried that if the time dragged on for a long time, the monks in the nearby Huatian Sect's sphere of influence would rush to reinforce him. He didn't dare to delay, and immediately adjusted the plan, letting Luo Cheng continue to take the Earth Fire Dragon and another monk, with the third-level spirit beast Water Dragon Rhino, to block the front of the road, and let the ant-swallowing beast domesticated monk and another monk, with the third-level spirit beast saber-toothed pig, block the back of the road, and the two of them and the two beasts attacked the golden shield and the iceberg with all their might.

He took it upon himself to put Chi Xia Peng into the spirit beast bag to prevent the spirit beast from losing and to ensure that there was no way out. And with two other monks, they jumped down along the cliff wall from the cave above, releasing a third-level spirit beast Arctic Fox and a third-level spirit beast thurethane.

Wang Xian could have placed another golden shield on top of his head to keep the three of them out of the cave above his head, but Wang Xian had already moved to kill them, so he let them down. Facing the three Qi Refining Terminal Stage Cultivators, and the two Level 3 Offensive Spirit Beasts that had just been released, the Arctic Fox and the Long-tailed Bear, Wang Xian knew that the opportunity to close the door and fight the dog had come.

Immediately sacrifice five low-level high-grade talismans, fire crow talismans, to the three people and two beasts, and attack them. Due to the small space, if you are not careful, you will be attacked, so several people are careful to deal with each other's attacks. Wang Xian still had his back against the mountain wall, and he held an iceberg talisman in his hand, guarding against possible dangers at any time.

The situation has reached a stalemate again, and Feng Lingzong wants to kill Wang Xian in a hurry and attack with all his might. Wang first had to use his divine sense, deal with attacks from seven directions at the same time, and pay attention to the seven runes, which consumed a lot of divine sense. Fortunately, the golden shields and icebergs blocked at both ends of the road do not need to be moved, just pay attention to whether they are stable, and Fei's divine sense is less. But the confrontation with three people and two beasts must be dealt with at any time, and you can't be careless.

Three hours passed, Wang Xian defended with all his might, changed a few batches of runes, and when he encountered danger, he immediately waved a low-level Xuanqi golden sword to dissolve, and the mana of both sides consumed one percent. Cao Xudong and the others were unwilling to return in vain, and there was no sign of monks coming within a radius of more than ten miles, so they still attacked with all their might. Wang Xian responded to all changes with no change, and still defended with all his might.

Cao Xudong was a little depressed, Wang Xian's talisman seemed to be scattered as if he didn't want a spirit stone, how many of his mid-level talismans were there, and when they were auctioned in several large markets, I had never heard of anyone selling them. He saw that the value of the talisman consumed by Wang Xian had reached the value of a fourth-level spirit beast, which was the spirit beast he had ever dreamed of.

He muttered to himself, could it be that this person is the nephew of the peak master or the great elder of Huatian Sect? But Hua Tianzong didn't seem to have heard of a peak master or great elder with the surname Wang.

It was dark, the moon was bright and the stars were thin, and the breeze was blowing. From time to time, there were some bombardment sounds, beast roars, and even faint firelight shooting out from the canyon, making the bald and barren mountains that have always been silent in the wild a lively scene.

In the blink of an eye, it was the second day, and nearly a day and a night had passed. Cao Xudong kept consuming mana to attack, and kept hoping that Wang Xian's talisman would end here, so that everyone could rush up and destroy him. But the talismans he took out round after round continued to hit Cao Xudong's confidence.

Especially the Golden Shield Talisman, this is a mid-level talisman, he actually used seven or eight of them! This is not only a hard bone, but also a little madman. Is there such a Qi Refining Period cultivator with a rich net worth and throwing it around? Cao Xudong gritted his teeth and hated it.

At this time, the mana of all the monks and spirit beasts was only nearly sixty percent left, and the more mana was consumed, the more reluctant they were to give up, and the more they hated Wang Xian.

The transmission notes that Wang Xian sent out in the four directions were actually blank notes sent to the four sect town stations. There was a resident deacon disciple who received a blank charm, and he was a little puzzled, thinking that someone had made a mistake, and he didn't care.

Wang Xian just wanted to force the opponent to attack, and the more the opponent was worried that someone would reinforce Wang Xian, the more he would fall short, the more he would rush to attack, the more he would be unable to attack, the more he could not attack, the more he was unwilling, and the more unwilling he was, the more he rushed to attack.

Wang Xian didn't want to do a loss-making business, so he set his sights on Chi Xia Peng. The value of this fourth-level spirit beast is comparable to the talisman that he consumes in a day. But this spirit beast, like the golden shield talisman, is often priceless. Even if the Fengling Sect had such superfluous spirit beasts, they would only sell them to allies in their sphere of influence, or to countries far away from the Xia Kingdom, those cultivators who could not threaten them.

When Wang Xian was selling talismans in the fang market, he also did an understanding of the background of the store in advance. All the middle-level low-grade and low-level high-grade runes are basically sold to Hua Tianzong's ally stores. These shops, for the mid-level talismans, must first be presented to the sect for their own use, and will not be sold. This is also one of the reasons why many small sects and small Xiuzhen families are attached to the seven major sects.

For example, the divine masters enshrined by Hua Tianzong, Danyao Peak, and Fuqi Peak will develop new Dan Fang, Runes and Magic Weapons every few decades, especially some imitations of the elixirs, runes and magic weapons that have been lost for a long time in ancient times, which are even more powerful.

And these newly developed spiritual objects, made into finished products, in addition to the enjoyment of the sect, will be sold to allies to earn spirit stones, or transported to countries far away from the Xia Kingdom, exchanged for spirit objects to earn spirit stones. Ordinary small and medium-sized sects and families do not have a god-level existence at all, and if they want to be eligible to buy them, they must rely on the big sects and be allies honestly.

However, there are exceptions, for example, in the history of the Xia Kingdom's cultivation realm, every few thousand years, there would be wars with the surrounding countries' cultivation realms. At that time, the Seven Great Sects will abandon the view of the portal, release the limit, expand the trade between each other, and jointly improve each other's strength.

But often, after the war, these exchanged spiritual objects are far from being consumed. This time, Wang was hunted down and killed, and the drill rat was also one of the reasons. Even if it is a low-level spirit beast, the Fengling Sect hopes to try not to lose to other major sects, and keep the secret of the sect's beast taming as much as possible.

After another three hours, Wang Xian saw that there was only more than fifty percent of mana left, so he drank a drop of thousand-year-old spiritual milk and recovered his mana. After a little pranayama, he changed his defense to offense. He took out two talismans, overlapped them, rubbed them in his palm, silently recited the Xuantian talisman in his mouth, and waved them towards Cao Xudong.

Cao Xudong finally saw the icicle technique he had been guarding against again. I saw the frost rising into the sky, mixed with ninety-nine eighty-one ice picks, and many slender vines that had grown more than last time, with a huge spiritual pressure, quickly covering the hole above, leaving no room for him to be under the hood.

Such an overwhelming spiritual pressure and spell equivalent to the mana at the end of the foundation building exceeded the capacity of the three of them and the two beasts. Suddenly, the offensive of the other monks and spirit beasts all stopped, all focused on guarding against Wang Xian's offpick, and when there was no way to escape, Cao Xudong swung out the moon mud stone that had been prepared long ago.