Chapter 209 Monster Attack

The cold wind blows, the earth is covered with frost, and the unmoving rocks and the lofty world all contain a fishy smell

Qin Jing and Mo Qingzi walked down the sword and saw hundreds of more than ten-foot demon snakes gathered outside the mountain protection formation defense cover.

Sparks outside the defense cover are sparkling, and hundreds of high-level monsters are constantly attacking outside the demon snake.

Ji Qinggu inside the mountain protection formation and dozens of Jiedan monks behind him kept changing gestures to maintain the operation of the formation, but it was obvious that the large number of monsters gathered outside the defense cover had exceeded their ability to support.

Qin Jing's expression changed slightly. What's going on? When did so many monsters gather?

He swept his spiritual sense and found that there were eighteen ninth-level monsters outside the mountain protection formation. The ninth-level monsters were equivalent to the middle-level Nascent Soul cultivation, and their spiritual intelligence had been opened, which was quite difficult to deal with.

It seems that these eighteen level nine monsters led the crowd to attack

At this time, Yuwen Xiu was cleaning up monsters on the east side, and he was also following several late-stage cultivators of Lingyin Sect Jiedan.

Seeing this, Mo Qingzi felt something was wrong. It seemed that the situation was even more serious than originally expected.

After he glanced at the defensive cover, he waved his right hand and summoned the magic weapon to the shocking pen. He made several moves in the air. A hell formation was created. He kept rushing directly to the south with his sword, using the hell formation to trap all the monsters on the south side in it.

Qin Jing summoned Bingming's long sword, and one sword turned into ten thousand. Suddenly, the long sword broke through the defense cover and killed hundreds of monsters below the seventh level. The monsters naturally didn't know what to support each other. In a moment, most of the monsters outside the defense array had been swept by Qin Jing.

But the monsters are defeated by a large number. Although they are injured a lot, they are still attacking the defense shield one after another. Several Yuanying cultivators from the Lingyin Sect came to pick them up, but the defense shield seems to be unable to withstand the continuous attacks of the ninth-level monsters.

Ji Qinggu felt a little sad when he saw this. He pale and said to the tall and thin monk Jiedan beside him: Beat the drum quickly, and let the monks above Jiedan from Lingyin Sect come to support quickly.

After receiving the order, the tall and thin monk hurriedly took out something from the Qiankun bag, flipped his right hand, and the original small drum turned into a big drum that was tall by one person. He continued to output spiritual energy and beat the big drum to the sky.

Cen Zhu had already returned to the training room from the scroll. When she heard the sect's urgent drumming order, she stood up and prepared to fight. However, it was not more than forty-nine days and she could not use the Yiyan technique. However, she was urgently summoned inside the door but had to go. She had to take out the gauze hat from Qiankun bag and put it on her head to cover her face.

When she arrived with her sword, she found that many high-level monks in the sect were here, including Li Shuyi, who had always hated her and Mu Jiling, who was kind and charming.

I don't know if it was Cen Zhu's illusion or what, but I always felt that when she fell down, Li Shuyi seemed to look at her.

She probably thought about it!

Seeing that most of the monks in the sect had arrived, Ji Qinggu said solemnly: Today is a great disaster for the Lingyin Sect. Since you have received the worship of the sect, you should attack with the ancestor of the Nascent Soul of the Sect. Now there is no need to say more, you all show your magical powers!

Everyone knew the attack of monsters. At this time, once the Lingyin Sect’s mountain protection formation is broken, they will not have a chance to survive.

Even if Master Ji doesn't give orders, they will fight to the enemy bravely

Hundreds of Jindan monks rushed outside the protective cover to use spells to kill monsters. For a moment, the humans and demons fought each other with their lives and used their magical powers to survive.

Qin Jing locked his spiritual sense on Cen Zhu when he arrived. His face darkened. He was really worried about Cen Zhu. He sent a message: Zhu'er, don't show off, stand beside his teacher.

Cen Zhu hesitated for a moment and said in a secret way: Master, don't worry, your disciple will be careful.

She summoned her natal magic weapon, Bailiang Silk, turned the silk into white fog, and passed through the defense array to catch the monster outside the array. The monster was immediately trapped in the fog and could not move. She called the Feilai Needle with her right hand and used spiritual energy to control the envoy. She saw hundreds of silver needles as thin as cow hair and broke straight into the fog. More than ten monsters trapped in the white fog were killed by the Feilai Needle.

Qin Jing was originally slightly unhappy with Cen Zhu's disobedience, but seeing that she did have some skills, he secretly praised in his heart: I didn't expect that Zhu'er was really good at it. It seems that she has indeed experienced a lot of experience.

The cold Junyan was as gentle as the iceberg melted, but the Bingming Sword in her hand continued to attack. With a raised hand, the sword turned into an ice lotus, blooming one by one at the place where the monster was located, like a white lotus in the water, which was amazing.

Each ice lotus is like white frost, fixing the monster's body. In an instant, the originally huge monsters were fattened one by one.

The Nascent Soul cultivators in Lingyin Sect looked at each other and said in their hearts: One by one, the cultivators of the Tianjian Sect are good methods. The skills of this name sword cultivator cannot be underestimated. Although it is the middle stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation, the killing methods are not as ordinary as ordinary, and they even have the strength that is vaguely higher than that of the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

It should be noted that many of the monsters on the ground are seventh or even eighth level monsters, but they can't support him for a moment. Not to mention the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, I am afraid that the late stage of the Nascent Soul cultivators dare not ignore it easily.

As time passed by minute by minute, the battle became more and more intense. Although most of the monsters were swept away, there were not a single ninth-level monster snake.

On the battlefield, if the three Yuanying Taoist lords of Tianjianmen are included, there are only ten cultivators above the Yuanying level, but there are eighteen ninth-level demon snakes.

At this moment of life and death, Ji Qinggu did not dare to neglect, and his spiritual power was activated again, and he quickly said to his senior brother Tianji Sanren: The demon snake is extremely powerful, and the senior brother quickly figures out a way to solve it. At the moment, the shield can only last for another hour.

Tianji Sanren smiled bitterly. He didn't know what Ji Qinggu said, but the ninth-level demon snake is not easy to deal with. In the face of absolute power, talismans or magic are like dust.

The cultivation of monsters is very different from that of humans. Human monks often use magic weapons or magic methods, while monsters use power as the main method of cultivation.

The ninth-level demon snake in front of me is a blue and white giant python. It is lustful and poisonous. Its sharp teeth can gravel and break iron. It is very powerful. The snake body is also harder than iron. Its snake skin can even be refined into a top-level defense magic weapon, which shows that it is difficult to penetrate.

At this moment, when Tianji Sanren was still thinking about the strategy of responding to the enemy, Yuwen Xiu jumped to Ji Qinggu, slapped the Qiankun bag on his waist, and a bundle of immortal rope and a drunk immortal pot turned into two green lights and headed towards the demon snake.

Qin Jing and Yuwen Xiu have had a tacit understanding of each other for many years. While Yuwen Xiu was calling out the magic weapon, his Bing Ming sword rotated several times in the air and shot towards the eye of the demon snake.

Tianji Sanren's spiritual sense swept away, and he knew that the place where Qin Jing and Yuwen Xiu wanted to attack was the eyes of the blue and white python. Since he was in danger, he had always been a killer and decisive person. After thinking for a moment, he activated his spiritual power, and several fire bombs went to the demon snake.

When Qin Jing's Bingming Long Sword slashed away, the demon snake flashed over the immortal rope and jumped up to avoid the attack of the sword. The immortal rope was just a flickering move. The drunk immortal pot had already been waiting on the head of the demon snake, and the golden light flashed from the mouth of the pot. The demon snake only felt that it was a little slow to move. When it realized something was wrong, the sword had already transformed from one hundred and sharply came.

It roared angrily, how powerful the ninth-level demon snake was. The monks below the Golden Elixir stage and the low-level monsters seemed to be suppressed by tens of thousands of kilograms of stones, and they could not move.

Qin Jing's long sword was not afraid of the pressure and came through the air, but the demon snake skin was indeed thick and could not be pierced by hundreds of swords.

When Tianji Sanren Fire Bomb attacked, the demon snake turned around and avoided it, but it was very embarrassed. The demon snake was frightened and angry. The snake's skin was swollen, and a thin blood mist sprayed out of its mouth.

Tianji Sanren said in surprise: Be careful everyone!

But just now, many early-stage Jindan cultivators had their heart veins damaged under the roar of the demon snake. How could they do the blood mist of the ninth-level monsters do not have the strength to avoid it?

Five early stage monks of the Lingyin Sect’s Golden Pills remained in front of everyone

Cen Zhu saw the tragic death of his sect brothers from afar. His pretty face under his gauze hat was pale and the immortal path was difficult. He fought with people, the heavens, and the monsters.

But at this moment, there is no reason to be afraid, even if it is dangerous, you can only move forward bravely. Even if your life is not my own, I just want to be fully in my heart.

Her hands became more and more erratic, and she was even more merciless when she killed the monster.

Qin Jing and the other three had almost perfect attacks for a few breaths, but a single ninth-level demon snake was still unable to take it down.