Thank you for the monthly pass.

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Facing the concern of Ning Dan, surnamed Li, Luo Jiang nodded and walked away.

In one corner of the battle group, to be exact, behind the cultivators of the Thousand Transformations Sect, a young cultivator from the second layer of Ning Dan was there, he obviously had not experienced this kind of melee situation, and he was very nervous. For a moment, he didn't know whether to get involved or what.

At this time, a young cultivator came behind him, and his cultivation of the third layer of Ning Dan. The young cultivator encouraged: "This is the battle of the defense of the stronghold of this sect, we are usually protected by the sect, and today we are bound to fight to the death and make the cultivators who come to invade pay the price." Until the last moment, you can't give up the stronghold of the sect to others. ”

The young cultivator turned his head and found that it was Senior Brother Bai Fang, who was idle on weekdays, and belonged to the person who said with his mouth better than with his hands, and seemed to have heard that this person was of inferior character...... But today, the rumors are obviously wrong.

He was encouraged, the fear in his heart was less, and his eyes full of fighting spirit looked at the chaotic battle situation in front of him, and he couldn't help but tremble, and then gritted his teeth, turned around and said: "Senior Brother Bai, your cultivation is higher than mine, if you can escape in the end, you will go to the Zhou family on Lanjing Island to send some spirit stones, so that the family can live without worry." ”

As he spoke, he took out a storage bag, which contained half of the spirit stones of all his net worth, and handed it to Bai Fang.

At this moment, an enemy cultivator noticed the person who was hiding quietly here, and flew over.

Bai Fang reached out to pick up the storage bag, and the moment he took it, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed the young cultivator's body towards the battle group, letting the junior disciple who kept saying it go to delay the enemy for himself.

Moreover, when he reached out and pushed on the young cultivator's waist, with a premeditated hook of his fingers, a storage bag arrived in his hand. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, the spirit stone will definitely be delivered." ”

After reaching out to push the young cultivator out, Bai Fang turned around and shot fiercely, fleeing towards the outside of the battle group. He said with disdain in his heart: What kind of love for the sect, what kind of meaning for the same family, there are really people who believe it?!

This scene happened to be seen by Luo Jiang, who was shooting fiercely, he was about to encounter the young cultivator almost in a moment, although the young cultivator was surprised and angry, but he would not stand still, and he was even more clumsy in pulling out the magic trick under nervousness, but before his spell could be condensed and formed, he was defeated by Luo Jiang with a wave of his hand.

After defeating the spell, Luo Jiang stretched out his hand, and a rune line radiated out between his five fingers, and he shouted "sleepy" in a low voice. The young cultivator felt that the power of the Dao rope was derived from the surrounding air and bound himself.

Luo Jiang pulled the young cultivator with one hand and held him in his hand.

"You can't kill me, you let me go. "The young cultivator struggled.

"Shut up. Luo Jiang let out a low sigh and continued to chase down.

Although Bai Fang had escaped dozens of zhang away, it was difficult to compare with Luo Jiang's speed, and he was chased by Luo Jiang in a short time.

The Luojiang method was introduced, and the glacier trail roared out, killing the inferior people under the crampons. However, the next moment, the crampons collapsed and turned into thick ice mist, covering a space of dozens of feet.

The next moment, the figure of a young cultivator shot out from the ice mist, and there was no lack of gratitude in the panic, and Luo Jiang's words still sounded in his ears, "Whether you can escape or not depends on your creation." ”

When the ice fog dissipated, Luo Jiang's figure was also missing, and he had already appeared dozens of feet away.

After more than half an hour, the battle gradually came to an end, and the cultivators of the Thousand Transformations Sect either died or fled, and only the people of the demon cultivator force were left in place.

After counting, nineteen of the thirty-one Thousand Transformation Sect cultivators were killed, and only twelve escaped. Five people fell in the melee on their side, plus the three people who fell before breaking the shield, making a total of eight.

The number of people has almost doubled, and there are still eight cultivators who have fallen, although the thousands of sects have a geographical advantage, but the disadvantages of the lack of cooperation on the side of the demon cultivator force are also obvious. However, after the growth of a melee, if you start again, the demon cultivation force will not fall more than two people.

Next, after cleaning up the battlefield leftovers, the three teams of the demon cultivation force left the stronghold.

After all, this was not an advance battle between the two forces to fight for a stronghold, it was just a blow and a defeat, and they also had to watch out for the retaliation of the cultivators of the Thousand Transformations Sect.

Three hundred miles away from the attack stronghold, two half-demon cultivators led the group to land on an island. The island is dozens of miles in size, lush and lush with vegetation.

After stopping, the grim man said, "Rest here for a few days, and then attack the next stronghold." As for the distribution of the obtained resources, they will be distributed together after the next stronghold is captured. ”

The spirit stones, elixirs, etc., obtained from the attack on the stronghold of the Thousand Variations Sect had already been handed over before leaving the stronghold. Now he is not trustworthy and disagrees, which makes many people angry.

And the two teams led by the two half-demon cultivators obviously had a xenophobic intention towards Luo Jiang's team, which made Chen, Li, Ning and other Ning Dan cultivators extremely unhappy in their hearts.

After resting on an unknown island, Chen, Li, and Ning stationed their team far away, miles away from the other two teams.

Luo Jiang turned a blind eye to these, the short-haired strong man who was a half-demon cultivator did not trouble him after the war, but let him have no chance to expose his cultivation. Now that he can blend into the demon cultivation forces, it is also a rare opportunity, and he is not in a hurry to return to the Ten Thousand Law Sect.

At this time, he was in the midst of cultivation, but he suddenly smelled the aroma of wine and meat in his nose, and he couldn't help but open his eyes, but saw a busy scene.

In this group of thirteen cultivators, some brought out a treasure of good wine, some hunted delicious fish from the sea, and some brought out a fat deer, a wild boar, and a few birds with bright feathers from the forest, which were roasted into fragrant and dripping meat.

Seeing Luo Jiang open his eyes, an early cultivator who was roasting wild deer five zhang away from him had never said a word to Luo Jiang, at this time, he suddenly smiled, threw over a jar of wine, and said with a smile: "Senior, Chen Ningdan said it, I am not happy in my heart, I might as well drink wine and eat meat in large pieces!"

Luo Jiang stretched out his hand and grabbed the wine jar and smiled.

This group of cultivators who had gathered temporarily became more and more like a whole.

"Barcelo, come out. Luo Jiang shouted. When Barcelona appeared with a greedy face, Luo Jiang reminded again: "As long as you don't speak, you can toss it." ”

Barcelona roared out happily, and the early cultivator of the barbecue only felt that a dark red shadow flashed in front of him, and the fat deer like a calf was missing a hind leg.

Luo Jiang put down the wine jar for the time being, his eyes were full of thoughts, and he didn't know which force he belonged to in the next stronghold of the attack?

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PS: I was so tired yesterday that I slept and wrote for a while, and I always made typos. I owe a chapter first, and I will definitely pay it back within three days.