Chapter 187 Fengguo Battlefield

The northern part of the Fengguo battlefield.

Temporary logistics base in Jinyun Valley.

In front of the riverside valley, the formation's light dimmed, and the temporary pavilions and stone houses collapsed, leaving a ruins.

There were potholes and scorch marks all around, and bursts of black smoke were rising.

"Senior Sister Zhao, it was thanks to you that we fought just now."

A surviving male foundation-building cultivator in Jinyun Valley looked at the tall and handsome figure in the blood-stained white dress with lingering fear.

Not long ago, there was a fierce battle here, and nearly twenty monks from the sect were lost. With the help of the formation and the favorable location, the attack of the monks from the Feng Kingdom was repelled.

"We barely managed to hold on. Our logistics strongholds have all been attacked like this. I wonder what the condition of the monks on the front line is like."

Zhao Siyao's face was pale, her hair was messy, and there were one or two dark red scars on her fair and fair profile.

Her shoulder was pierced by a black nail, and the blood had solidified.

hiss!

Zhao Siyao groaned, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, sat down with difficulty, and took a few pills to regulate his disordered breath.

"Senior Sister Zhao, your injury is serious and requires timely treatment."

A young man in white shirt carrying a medicine bag walked towards her with a concerned look on his face.

"Junior Brother Qin, my injuries are not fatal, but I am just a little weak. You go and treat the critically ill first."

Zhao Siyao forced a smile and declined.

The nearby Jinyun Valley monks looked at Junior Brother Qin with contempt.

Junior Brother Qin, who is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, can barely be considered a pharmacist. Based on this and the fact that the elder was a fake alchemy monk from Jinyun Valley, he was dispatched to the logistics base.

Due to the depth of Fengguo's battlefield, even the logistics monks were often attacked and were not necessarily safe.

However, this junior brother Qin considers himself a "doctor" every time he fights. He is unwilling to fight on the front line and likes to hide behind and paddle.

"Senior Sister Zhao, you are the person in charge of the stronghold and the strongest monk. No one is more important than you. If the enemy returns within a short period of time and Senior Sister's strength is not restored, the consequences will be disastrous."

Junior brother Qin was righteous and insisted on coming over to treat Zhao Siyao first.

"Senior Sister Zhao, your injury is more important."

Another male foundation-building cultivator agreed with this point.

Zhao Siyao had no choice but to agree and let Junior Brother Qin assist him in pulling out the black nails on his shoulders, removing the toxins, and bandaging the wounds.

Junior Brother Qin has nothing wrong with him other than being greedy for life and afraid of death.

He openly pursued Zhao Siyao, always showing concern and asking for help.

When bandaging the wound, Junior Brother Qin did not behave impolitely.

"Senior Sister Zhao, you seem to have injuries on your legs too? Did I help you take care of them?"

Junior Brother Qin looked at Zhao Siyao's calf.

Although it was covered by the skirt, the reaction of the body movements could not be hidden from him who was careful.

"It's just a minor injury there, don't bother me anymore. Junior Brother Qin, please go and save your fellow disciple who is critically ill."

Zhao Siyao smiled.

"Um."

Junior Brother Qin was a little disappointed, but he didn't force it.

He called a female doctor who was in the late stage of Qi refining to help Zhao Siyao treat his leg injury.

In fact, Zhao Siyao's calf fracture was not serious.

The female doctor set the bones, used spells to treat the wounds, and bandaged them.

This scene seemed so similar that Zhao Siyao was in a trance, falling into some kind of reminiscence state, and was silent for a long time.

…

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air came from ahead, interrupting Zhao Siyao's thoughts.

Two rays of escaping light, one behind the other, swept towards this direction.

A figure in front stepped on a silver metal shuttle. The mana fluctuations it emitted were in the late stage of foundation building, and the speed was far faster than the ordinary late stage of foundation building.

"It's Senior Brother Zhang!"

The figure escaping in front was a young man in a state of embarrassment with a slightly darker complexion.

"No, the enemy's Fake Pill Master is chasing us!"

The escaping light behind was terrifying and emitted the aura of a real person's elixir power.

It is clear that he is a fake alchemist.

In this temporary stronghold in Jinyun Valley, the remaining monks were in a panic.

"Hahaha! Zhang Tieshan, I am here well prepared this time. Where are you going?"

Long laughter came from several miles away. A fake old man with white hair and purple robes was driving a purple cloud of light and mist, with a playful look on his face.

"This sect's temporary base?"

Zhang Tieshan, who was seriously injured, felt happy at first when he discovered the flag of Jinyun Valley.

If you get the help of two sects who are in the later stage of foundation building, you may not be able to compete with the fake elixir master.

However, seeing the dilapidated and messy scene in front of them, it was obvious that the monks in the stronghold had just gone through a deadly battle, and most of them were wounded. Their combat effectiveness was hard to expect.

He had no intention of bringing the fake Dan Zhenren here, and luck and misfortune were unpredictable.

"Zhang Tieshan, this disaster star! Even if he is seeking death, he still wants to drag us into trouble."

Junior Brother Qin looked desperate and scolded angrily.

"It's useless to talk about it now."

Zhao Siyao's pretty face changed instantly, her heart sank to the bottom of her heart, and she calmed herself down.

She sent a message: "Senior Brother Zhang, quickly retreat to the formation! I will fight against the real person together with my disciples."

"Junior Sister Zhao, I have caused trouble for you."

Zhang Tieshan smiled bitterly, bit the bullet and flew to the temporary stronghold.

Even if he changes direction now, the real person who is chasing him may not let Zhao Siyao and other wounded people go, and may easily kill them.

puff!

When he fell to the ground, Zhang Tieshan staggered and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior Brother Zhang, your injury..."

"In the previous fight, my internal organs were injured by 'Zifeng Zhenren'. Fortunately, I took the secret medicine and suppressed it temporarily..."

Zhang Tieshan stabilized his body and took two brown-red pills.

Just breathed a sigh of relief.

With a "boom", the formation of this temporary base shook violently and a gap was broken.

Two screams came from the Jinyun Valley.

The aftermath of the attack of the fake Dan Zhenren killed the two late Qi Refining masters who were healing.

"Brother Zhang, the formation of the base was damaged in the previous battle. We can only rely on ourselves to deal with the fake Dan Zhenren."

Zhao Siyao reminded.

At the moment of the conversation, the old fake Dan man with white hair sacrificed a gourd magic weapon.

Boom! Boom!

The gourd magic weapon spewed out dark purple concentrated fire beads, which fell into the air and the ground, exploding into huge clouds of fire.

Zhang Tieshan sacrificed a metal ball-shaped magic weapon prototype, and his mana was consumed violently.

The metal ball burst into a red-gold glow and expanded to the size of a house, like a small scorching sun, surrounded by thousands of metal fronts, facing the gourd magic weapon head-on.

Zhao Siyao and the three injured foundation-building cultivators each used their best magic weapons to help deal with the attack of the old man with white hair and fake pills.

In the short term, everyone resisted the first round of attack from the old man with white hair and fake pills.

However, Zhang Tieshan and Zhao Siyao, the two main forces in the late stage of foundation-building, were seriously injured and consumed a lot of mana.

As for the early and middle stages of foundation-building, it is difficult to pose a real threat to the fake pill master.

"Master Zifeng, we are here to help."

At this time, a sound of breaking through the air came from the deep mountains in the distance.

The three injured foundation-building cultivators laughed wantonly and came back, followed by some late-stage Qi-refining cultivators.

"These are the cultivators from the affiliated sects of the 'Jinyang Sect' who attacked us before."

Junior Brother Qin's face was pale, and his heart skipped a beat.

In this way, they no longer have the advantage of numbers, and they can't withstand the frontal attack led by the fake pill master.

"Fellow disciples, at the moment of life and death, please use any means you have."

Zhang Tieshan solemnly transmitted the voice.

"Our only chance of survival is to seriously injure or even kill Master Zifeng before he meets up with the reinforcements."

"Seriously injure and kill Master Jiadan?"

Junior Brother Qin widened his eyes, suspecting that Zhang Tieshan was crazy.

"Brother Zhang has the strongest fighting power, and I will follow your instructions later."

Zhao Siyao took a deep breath, and a hand quietly touched her chest.

She has always kept her strongest trump card close to her and never showed it to anyone.

"Master Jiadan can't use magic weapons for a long time. This 'Master Zifeng' also consumed a lot when chasing me. When he runs out of stamina, it will be our chance!"

When Zhang Tieshan transmitted the message, he and Zhao Siyao took the initiative to kill Master Zifeng.

"You want to hurt me, just like a remnant of defeated soldiers?"

Master Zifeng guessed the intention of Zhang Tieshan and others, chuckled, stepped on the gourd magic weapon, and formed a protective magic shield around his body to respond steadily.

Zhang Tieshan and Zhao Siyao's offensive could not do anything to Master Zifeng.

Because they let go of the attack, they revealed a few flaws. Under the counterattack of Zifeng Zhenren, Zhao Siyao and Zhang Tieshan were injured.

Zhao Siyao was wearing a white dress and robes, which were blackened by the firelight, and her delicate and fragile face was also gray.

"Zhang Tieshan, is this all you have?"

Zifeng Zhenren stroked his beard and smiled.

A few years ago, Zhang Tieshan escaped from his pursuit and left a shame.

This time, he was well prepared, diligently practiced escape techniques, and played steadily without any contempt.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, the three foundation-building cultivators of Fengguo were about to arrive at the scene.

Like Zifeng Zhenren, they showed a smile of victory.

However, these smiling faces soon froze one by one.

Ka! Boom——

Zhang Tieshan's metal ball magic weapon prototype exploded, turning into a metal frenzy that covered Zifeng Zhenren and the gourd magic weapon.

The power of the self-explosion has exceeded the full force of ordinary fake Dan Zhenren.

That's fine, at most it can hurt the fake Dan Zhenren, but it can't bring a fatal threat.

At the same time.

A talisman in Zhao Siyao's hand was activated, and the violent spiritual power fluctuations emitted were enough to move the Zhendan early stage.

No one noticed that this talisman was slightly larger than usual and contained some spirituality.

Roar!

In an instant, a dragon-shaped water wave of twenty or thirty feet was brewing, and a roar that shocked the soul came, turning into a dragon-headed water column that amazed the sky.

"Third-level spiritual talisman, no——"

Zifeng Zhenren's scalp was numb, and the dragon-headed water column overlooking the earth was reflected in his pupils.

His defense method had been broken by Zhang Tieshan's metal ball self-explosion. Facing this special water-based spell that was slightly better than the Zhendan early stage, he felt unprecedented despair and powerlessness.

Wow! Boom!

The dragon-headed water column, carrying a huge wave, engulfed Zifeng Zhenren, and the dim spiritual light on his body was instantly shattered.

Wow!

The terrifying impact of a mountain torrent made this fake Dan Zhenren vomit blood on the spot, and his internal organs were almost shattered.

"The power of this talisman..."

Zhang Tieshan's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Zhao Siyao in disbelief.

His goal was to seriously injure the fake Dan Zhenren, win a chance of survival, and let Zhao Siyao and others assist him and share the pressure a little.

He didn't really want to kill the fake Dan Zhenren.

"This time it's a big deal!"

In a barely perceptible murmur.

Swish!

The body of Zi Feng Zhenren, who was washed away by the turbulent waves, was suddenly pierced through the heart by a piece of metal debris with a gleaming crystal light.

The fake Dan Zhenren of Fengguo stared with his eyes wide open, and his body and magic weapon fell together.

"Third-level talisman! Run--"

Among the three foundation-building monks who came to support, two of them were injured with weaker cultivation levels. They were hit by the water dragon wave and died on the spot.

puff!

Zhao Siyao vomited blood and looked as pale as paper.

Due to lack of experience, the power of the pill-level talisman he guided was not perfect, and he almost hurt himself.

"Ahem...Junior sister Zhao, we killed a fake elixir master, escaped disaster, and achieved great success."

Zhang Tieshan's face was filled with joy, he was coughing blood, and together with Zhao Siyao, he fell precariously to the ground.

"The fake Danzhen died?"

Junior Brother Dong and others from Jinyun Valley were either shocked or ecstatic.

Zhao Siyao looked at the talisman that turned into ashes in her hand, her heart was filled with waves, and she was silent for a long time.

A few years ago, Lu Changan quietly gave this talisman its power beyond her imagination.

For the first time, she felt a sense of mystery in her heart about this turtle friend she had known for a hundred years.

"Fortunately, Junior Sister Zhao has a third-level talisman, otherwise today would be in danger."

Zhang Tieshan sighed with emotion, but did not ask about the origin of the talisman.

In the world of immortality cultivation in Liang Kingdom, very few true disciples of sects may receive such life-saving trump cards from their elders.

"That talisman was accidentally found by Siyao in an antique shop in the mortal world in his early years. It's a pity that this is the only one."

Zhao Siyao briefly mentioned.

She quickly changed the topic and asked: "Zhang Daoyou is on the front line and was chased here by the fake Dan master. I wonder how the battle is going?"

"The frontline was defeated!"

Zhang Tieshan let out a long sigh, looked tired and weak, and sat on the ground feebly, seizing the time to adjust his breath and recover.

"It's obviously our advantage, how could we be defeated?"

The two of them were recovering and communicating through voice messages.

"When our army of monks invaded the Feng Kingdom's first family, the Tantai Family, they were ambushed by forces led by Blood Sword Valley and others..."

"Several true elixir cultivators from the Liang Kingdom sect have died, and our Jinyun Valley has also lost a mid-level elixir-forming cultivator."

"What's even more terrifying is that a Nascent Soul-level battle broke out in that battle. It is said that even the Supreme Elder from Lihuo Palace..."

Zhang Tieshan's mood fluctuated slightly and he almost didn't dare to say any more.