In this world of cultivating immortals, only when you have cultivated to the condensation stage can you fly in the sky. Monks in the condensation period can also fly with the help of magic weapons, but they do not have the freedom of the condensation period and fly freely. If it is not operated properly, there is also a risk of falling to death.

Ordinary monks have to cultivate until the foundation building period before they can cultivate the body protection qi. If you come across a team of archers, or a master archer, you risk being shot. Therefore, there is a certain risk for monks below the foundation period to fly in the sky.

Cultivating immortals seems to be beautiful, if you don't cultivate to the foundation building period, or even above the golden pill, you don't have any arrogant capital. However, there are also some monks who are not high in cultivation, and who have no hope of cultivating and building a foundation below the condensation period, mingling among mortals, acting as prestige and blessing, and even becoming bandits.

Although there were monks who mingled among the mortals, these monks did not dare to go on a killing spree among the mortals. Because these monks are subject to the rules of the Heavenly Dao. One day of cultivating immortals is subject to the rules of heaven for the rest of his life. No matter how many mortals kill mortals, they are not affected by the way of heaven, and at most there are monks who are not used to seeing it and doing the way for the heavens. However, if the monk slaughtered more than a thousand mortals, it would trigger the Heavenly Dao Tribulation, and his soul would immediately be scattered. It has never failed. Therefore, those monks and scum are at most aiding and abusive, and will not kill people with their own hands.

Therefore, among the mortals, every family of each country has monks to worship. The families of various countries provided the monks with gold, silver, and beauty, eating, drinking, and merrymaking, and the monks provided all kinds of protection.

As a result, bows and crossbows have become indispensable weapons in the rivers and lakes. Used to deal with the heavenly monks, without air superiority, the monks are not much different from ordinary martial arts masters.

However, in addition to good martial arts, monks also know a lot of spells, and they can use magic weapons, so there are endless tricks and it is difficult to deal with. Therefore, mortals can only rely on the advantage of numbers to deal with monks, except for the masters of releasing true qi and killing people in the air. One team of archers is not good, just two, three, or even more.

The caravan of more than two hundred people, except for a few powerless merchants, everyone else took up weapons in their hands and set up a position.

Li Zhaoyuan was originally arranged in the second lap, but it was the first time he encountered this situation. Since he was born, he has never had such an experience. So he was a little scared, but the excitement was more than scared. Therefore, regardless of Tielong's opposition, he must stand on the front line. So he was arranged to the side of the iron leopard.

Tie Long's face was serious and very calm at this time, although he had no bottom in his heart, but he had to be calm, otherwise it would be difficult to say whether they could go back. This is a real positional battle, they can't run, this is the credibility of the dart game. His hand gripped the hilt tightly, and his fingers were a little white.

Tie Longshuai's team guarded the middle lane, Tie Hushuai's team was on the right side, and Tie Leopard and Li Zhaoyuan guarded the left side on behalf of the first team.

The one hundred and twenty Sunset Thieves did not look at the caravan as if they did not see anyone, and waited for the caravan's dart master and guards to be fully prepared and did not move. They looked like they were looking at a dead person, with a sneer in their eyes, desire, a desire to kill. What they like to see most is the way their opponents are dying and struggling. The more this happens, the more they can get excited, and the more they can rush to the thrill of killing. If the opponent lies there and lets them kill, they don't bother to do it, they have to hear the cry of being cried and struggle, so that their bestiality can be aroused.

At this moment, the leader of the Sunset Thief riding the bird, dragon and beast raised four fingers of his right hand. The leader of this sunset thief is known as Tu Yidao Tu Sanling. There was a deep scar on his face from right to left, from his forehead to the corner of his mouth, and the scar was deep into the bones, and the end was terrifying. Back then, he fought hard with others, and was stabbed in the face of his opponent, and he also slashed the opponent, but he cut off the opponent's head. It can be said that it is fighting for life. Since then, it has become famous.

Seeing the gesture of Tu Yidao, forty bandits with spears in their hands among the Sunset Thieves rode out of the ranks, and then advanced step by step, slowly descending the sand dunes. After that, he galloped towards the caravan.

Soon it was within range of the crossbow. "First column!" shouted the iron dragon, "let go!" the first column of crossbowmen shot towards the forty sunset pirates. The Sunset Thief was really good, and while clinging to the horses, he waved his spear, and even resisted most of the arrows, although some people inevitably hit the arrows, but they did not hit the vital point and fell from the horse.

"Second column, go!" Iron Dragon ordered. Due to the close proximity of the first round of shooting and the second round of shooting, although the Sunset Thief was good at martial arts, five or six arrows still fell from his horse. However, there were only about forty crossbowmen, and each team was only about twenty people, and the density of bows and arrows was not enough, and the damage to the sand bandits was not very serious.

Soon they came into range of the sand bandit spearmen, and saw spears flying towards the caravan.

Tielong immediately shouted, "Concealment! Concealment......

However, more than a dozen crossbowmen were shot and killed before they could conceal themselves, some were shot directly in the head, and some were shot through the chest.

After the Sunset Thief succeeded in attacking, he didn't rush up directly to hand-to-hand combat, after all, there were not many of them, only more than thirty left. The remaining Sunset Thieves bypassed the caravan's defensive formation and outflanked the caravan's back.

Tie Long ignored them at all, and hurriedly commanded the personnel to carry away the dead and bandage the wounded, and the battle behind was the real evil battle. Someone else comforted the sand-packed, and although the spear didn't do much damage, it still hurt. At the same time, because the number of dead and wounded is now more than double that of the sand bandits, it has a certain impact on the morale of the caravan's dart masters and guards, and needs the encouragement of the iron dragon.

Seeing this short confrontation, it was so cruel, so bloody and bloody, and the flesh and blood were flying, Li Zhaoyuan smelled the smell of blood, and immediately felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. But when he saw the iron leopard beside him, his face was grim and unusually calm, and he looked like he had been tempered by a lot of battles. He hurried his luck and adjusted his emotions.

"Brother Tiesan, those sand bandits seem to have gone to copy our back road. What should I do?" asked Li Zhaoyuan. (Iron Leopard is the same age as Li Zhaoyuan, but three months older than him.) ）

"We have no way out, only by repelling the bandits. So leave them alone. As long as we hold our ground. As long as they hold on all night, the sand bandits will retreat at dawn. Iron Leopard explained.

After the first wave of Sunset Thieves attacked, Tu Yidao raised another finger. A group of ten sunset thieves with bows and arrows on their backs slowly approached the caravan's position. They didn't charge, they just moved slowly, and they didn't stop until they were in range. Then they took out the big bow behind them, and they used a powerful bow of more than six stones that only a master of arm strength could pull.

At this time, the wind just hung up, which was a tailwind for the sand bandits.

These ten sunset thieves, after setting up their bows, someone called: "Shangshen Yan bow and arrow!" should be the captain of this team.

So they all took out their bows and arrows, and prepared them with their bows. The Sunset Captain shouted, "Pull —— shot!"

I saw a row of arrows neatly shooting at the caravan's defensive position. These arrows do not have spiky metal arrows, but rather a bundle of round white balls, I don't know what they are.

There were also people in the caravan who called for arrows, but their arrows did not come into range and posed no threat to the sunset pirates.

The caravan's arrows did not reach anyone, but the opponent's arrows did. The bags of arrows all shot at the sand-packed beasts in the defensive position, bangbang...... There were ten explosions in a row, and then there was smoke and dust.

At this time, someone saw that the other party did not shoot anyone, and was laughing: "What kind of archery? haha......" Before he could finish laughing, he fell to the ground and did not move.

The three brothers of the Iron Dragon, Iron Tiger and Iron Leopard and some experienced people shouted: "Poisonous! Hold your breath quickly!" Someone shouted again: "Quickly cover your mouth with a damp cloth." Someone else shouted: "Cover your mouth with urine if you don't have water!"

All the people were busy looking for water, peeing, peeing, messing around.

Li Zhaoyuan also took a cloth to cover his mouth, but the poisonous smoke had no effect on him. He can now hold his breath for a few days without any problem, and he can live by relying on the qi of yin and yang.

Ten sunset thieves' archers fired five poisoned arrows in succession. Poisoned arrows add up to sixty. That's enough poison gas to spread over the entire defensive position.

Looking at the chaotic caravan position of the caravan on the opposite side, Tu Yidao showed a bloodthirsty smile, and said in a playful tone to the two black-clothed men on the side who were surrounded by an eerie aura and had a pale face: "Please also ask the two immortal masters to make a move." "These two men in black are disciples of the Evil Sect's Smoke Sect. The two are a pair of brothers, the eldest is called Zhu Yongshou, the second is called Zhu Yongnian, the cultivation is not high, one is in the early stage of condensation, the other is in the middle of condensation, and there has been no progress in cultivation for more than 20 years, and it has stagnated. Therefore, he was sent to the mortal world to loot his goods.

A sect that cultivates to the Jindan stage will not look at gold and silver property, but there are many disciples below. Not everyone has a panacea to take, and none of the disciples below the foundation have Bigu to eat and dress. If you go down the mountain, you have to spend a lot of money on housing and transportation. In addition, there were monks who had a large family of people who needed his support.

So the two of them colluded with Tu Yidao, acted in embarrassment, and started to rob the house. Because they had robbed a lot of money, they were rewarded with a lot of pills by the elders of the sect, and they were rewarded with the high-grade magic weapon of the Liujue Black Smoke Sand Gourd. Therefore, they are even more diligent in the business of robbing and robbing, hoping to improve their cultivation and get more benefits.

The magic weapon level of this immortal cultivation world is divided into magic weapons, spiritual weapons, treasure weapons, immortal weapons, and artifacts. The same magic weapon has different grades divided into lower grade, middle grade, upper grade and best grade.

The magic weapon is refined, and the monk sacrifices the magic in the magic weapon, and the level of the magic weapon is determined according to the strength of the number of magic sacrificed. When the monk uses it, as long as he has enough spiritual power, he can urge it. However, the magic weapon has a fatal flaw, that is, it is not a divine consciousness sacrifice, so anyone who takes it can use it. If you fall into the hands of your opponent, you will suffer from it.

Only the magic weapon above the spiritual weapon requires the divine consciousness to refine and recognize the master, so it is relatively much safer.