Immortal Space

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The current battlefield has been divided into three places.

On one side, the group of monsters attacked Yunxia Mountain with all their strength.

On Yunxia Mountain, there are only more than forty Jindan cultivators stationed, while the Yaozu side has more than a hundred third-level monsters, plus many low-level monsters. In terms of overall strength, the Yaozu still has the advantage.

However, Yunxia Mountain has a large array of protection, and the two sides are even in a short period of time.

On the other side, forty-three Golden Cores, including the sloppy old man, joined forces to fight the fourth-order monsters, but it was much more dangerous. If they were not careful, they might die.

Among the forty-three of them, the sloppy veterans are the most powerful and experienced in fighting, and they are the main force to contain Qing Yu.

Followed by Lei Xiu, Jia Liang, he sacrificed a long white bone scorpion, with traces of electric arcs shining on it, even with Qingyu's strength, it would make his body feel numb if he was touched by the arc.

However, he is only at the early stage of the Golden Core, and his cultivation level is still shallow, so the chances of the white bone long rod he sacrificed to reach the edge are not many.

The rest of the forty people all formed a battle front formation, division of labor and cooperation, more than half of them were responsible for defense, and the rest cooperated with attack or containment.

Under the joint efforts of everyone, although the fight was difficult, they were able to persevere, and no one has died yet.

Actually, the reason why they can persevere until now without losing is mainly because Qingyu has unhealed old injuries, which have affected its strength.

In addition, it still has some scruples. It is afraid of being burned by the flames of the Golden Crow, so it has been using the phantom giant claws to fight, and its strength has dropped by a few layers.

As for the third battlefield, it is the Immortal Dao Trading Company led by Liu Changsheng. The Immortal Dao Trading Company has more than 150 Golden Core monks in total.

This time, only more than 50 people were left to be in charge of intelligence liaison, and 100 Jindan monks were dispatched to participate in this battle.

After the sloppy old man and the others were entangled by the hundred of them, they took over their work, beheading those first- and second-tier monsters from behind.

The efficiency of killing a hundred of them was extremely fast, and quickly killed a large area behind the monster clan.

The monster that is attacking Yunxia Mountain with all its strength, no matter how slow its reaction is, it has discovered the situation behind it at this moment.

Although Patriarch Qingyu came back, they still did not change their fate of facing enemies on both sides, and this time the attack was even more ferocious. In a short period of time, tens of thousands of monsters had already died.

There were hundreds of black-robed monks behind the herd of beasts. Every time they made a move, several monsters would fall down, and they were rapidly harvesting the lives of the monsters.

This caused great psychological pressure on the monsters that were attacking Yunxia Mountain in front. No matter how low their spiritual intelligence was, they were born with a fear of death.

At this time, who still has the mind to attack Yunxia Mountain hard.

In this scene, Qing Yu, who is a fourth-order monster, naturally also noticed it. It was secretly startled, not knowing where so many Golden Core monks came from.

The total number adds up to at least two hundred. They belong to the Qinghu family, which has two fourth-level ancestors and countless resources. Combined with the strength of the whole family, they have only cultivated dozens of third-level monsters.

Moreover, facing so many Golden Core cultivators at once, it is also frightened, and let those black-robed cultivators continue to kill them, and they will undoubtedly lose this battle by then.

Thus, it shot two vellus hairs from its tail and shot at the sloppy old man. This power was not weaker than that of ordinary magic weapons.

Twice "ding ding", these two vellus hairs were chopped off by the black flying sword.

Taking advantage of this time, Qing Yu left the battlefield and flew towards the group of monsters. It wanted to bombard a few black-robed monks to death, and planned to solve the crisis on the battlefield first.

However, it had just left, and the sloppy old man saw the direction it was flying, so he made a good guess.

So, the sloppy old man used his magic power and shouted: "Patriarch Qingyu has run away! Everyone follow me!"

The sloppy old man used up his magic power to roar loudly, and the sound was transmitted for several miles, and the people and monsters nearby could hear it clearly.

The more than forty monks who followed him felt a little embarrassed when they heard the old man yelling so shamelessly. They were pressed and beaten just now. Is it appropriate to brag about such a big bull?

But the black-robed monks of the Immortal Dao Trading Company a few miles away, after hearing this, looked up and found that Qingyu Patriarch seemed to be coming towards them, and one by one got into the group of monsters and disappeared.

By the time Patriarch Qingyu arrived, he had long since disappeared. It angrily patted down with its claws, and more than ten low-level monsters below were patted into a big meatloaf.

It didn't care about killing a few low-level monsters, and then chased them down.

And the sloppy old man yelled just now, and it seemed that he was not satisfied. He led more than forty golden core monks to follow Qing Yu closely, yelling one after another.

"Don't let Patriarch Qingyu go, catch him!"

"Ancestor Qingyu must not be allowed to escape, everyone will follow me!"

"..."

He led more than forty people, chasing and shouting all the way, so arrogant that many monsters who didn't know the truth believed it was true.

Even Patriarch Qingyu was defeated, and was chased like a bereaved dog by the human race. When this Patriarch Qingyu ran away, he even attacked some low-level monsters to vent his anger.

This move made many monsters lose confidence in Patriarch Qingyu.

Patriarch Qingyu chased it for several miles, but still found nothing. These black-robed monks are too cunning. Every time they saw it from a distance, but they found nothing when it came close.

Since it couldn't catch up, it stopped chasing. It turned around and stared coldly at the sloppy old group of people chasing behind.

I have endured you for a long time, and since the boss is rushing to die, I will fulfill you.

Then, Qing Yu, Sloppy Old Daoist and others fought together again.

The black-robed monk who was hiding among the monsters, saw Qing Yu and the sloppy old man fighting together, they all got out again, and continued to slaughter the monsters wantonly.

Everything went back to how it was before, but this time Qing Yu made a serious move. Although he had some scruples, he fought much more vigorously.

In just a moment, one person was injured. A hair from Qingyu's tail pierced his chest, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

During the battle, no one had time to check on his injuries.

Now more than forty people were defeated by Qing Yu, retreating again and again.

After a while, there was one death and three injuries.

As the casualties increased, they were even more unable to deal with Qing Yu's attack, and they were afraid that the casualties would be even greater.

In the distance, Liu Changsheng, who was directing the black-robed monks, saw this scene from a distance, and gathered more than 20 golden core monks, ready to rush to the rescue of the sloppy old man.

On the battlefield, the sloppy old man saw his teammates fall one by one behind him, and knew that the general situation was over, and they might have to hand over half of their men today.

"Sun Shaoxuan, Li Yuezhou, Zhang Shengyu, the three of you and I will block Qingyu Patriarch, Jia Liang, and you lead the rest of the team to retreat."

"Obey!" The three team leaders responded without changing their expressions.

Jia Liang was about to say something, but at this moment, more than 20 black-robed Golden Core monks flew from a distance, and Liu Changsheng, the team leader in front, was familiar to many of them.

At this time, Wang Hong also led fourteen Golden Core cultivators from another direction, flying towards here.

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