Chapter 1796 It’s Langxing Now

Five days later, when Zhui'er was getting tired of waiting, an urgent military situation suddenly came from the Tianping camp. They detected a large group of monsters moving to the southwest. It seemed that they were going to go behind the army. Harassment.

Each battalion immediately dispatched elite troops, led by Tianping Camp Manager Yingdu Daozi, to intercept them. The ones dispatched were all those who were in the middle Nascent Soul stage or above. Zhui'er, who was in the Core Formation stage, could only watch helplessly.

As soon as Du Daozi led the troops away, Junlizi passed down a military order and ordered a deputy commander of the Youwei camp to lead half of the soldiers to the rear of the military camp to ambush, to be on guard against the evil beast's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

When Zhui'er heard this military order, he didn't know whether he should be happy or worried. He had seen the power of the monster army. If this was really a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, then the next battle would definitely be a hard battle. The people in their camp Nearly half of the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying have been transferred away, and only Junlizi is left among the great monks in the late stage of Yuanying.

The atmosphere in the military camp suddenly became tense. Lin Zhen came to Zhui'er anxiously and urged him to leave immediately. Proposing to leave the military camp at this time is tantamount to running away from the battlefield and will definitely not be approved. Lin Zhen certainly understands this truth, but she still wants Zhui'er to try Guan Ying.

After Zhui'er perfunctorily left Lin Zhen, he found Bai Ling and secretly gave her an escape weapon. He said with his mind, "This is about the same grade as the escape weapon you lent me last time. Yours You can only use it once, this one can be used three times, don’t refuse me, I still have it.”

"I don't have to go out to fight against the enemy. Even if you still have it, keep this for yourself. It's hard to buy such a life-saving thing even with spiritual stones." Bai Ling declined while looking at Zhui'er suspiciously.

"You take it first, and we'll talk about the rest after the war. I really still have it." Zhui'er took out another one and showed it to her.

"Why are you so... rich?" Bai Ling looked at him with inquiring eyes.

"I am a disciple of the Xianlin Academy of Qianxu Palace." Zhui'er winked at her, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"You didn't tell me until now!" Bai Ling glared at him angrily, and said with half joy and half suspicion, "Based on your knowledge, I suspected that you might be a disciple of Xianlin Academy, but your cultivation Because..." The Xianlin Academy of Qianxu Palace is one of the most mysterious places in the world of cultivation. All those who can be selected into the Xianlin Academy are outstanding talents, but Zhuo'er is seven or eight hundred years old and has only cultivated to the late stage of pill formation. The realm of perfection is not bad in other places, but it is too bad for a disciple of Xianlinyuan.

"I spend all my energy on other things. Cultivation and alchemy are just random things."

Bai Ling looked at him with straight eyes, not knowing whether to believe it or not. As a monk, if cultivation is done casually, what else is there to do? Isn’t this nonsense that puts the cart before the horse?

Just at this moment, the warning spirit suddenly came, and the monster attacked!

Everyone's expressions changed. They had indeed fallen into the monster's trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Everyone knew what this meant.

"All the battle teams in the mid-Nascent Soul stage will follow me to fight. The other teams will defend the defensive formation. No matter what, they must hold on until the outgoing army comes back for reinforcements!" Junlizi's calm and cold voice spread to every corner of the formation. After he finished speaking, He led all the battle teams in the middle stage of Nascent Soul to fight out of the military camp.

These people went out and fought with their lives to protect the defensive formation. With such a disparity in strength, if the army that went out could not return as soon as possible, none of them would survive.

looking at

The thin formation these people set out outside could not help but agitate even those who had fallen into fear due to timidity.

"Kill!" The skinny Si Liang was the first to roar excitedly. He led his team into the air and formed a fighting formation under the defensive formation. Although the light in his eyes was mostly excitement, But without losing perseverance and composure.

"kill!"

Following waves of shouts of killing, each team took off into the air and formed a regular formation under the dome of the defense formation with a radius of hundreds of miles. This has been practiced for a long time. When all teams are in place to perform their respective duties Finally, the shouts of death became uniform, which not only encouraged themselves, but also encouraged their colleagues outside.

Amidst the bursts of killing cries from each battalion, the earth-shattering rumble of the Demon-Conquering War Drums rang out. A battle related to the life and death of this nine-battalion army was coming!

Under the powerful formation of the monster, it was impossible for the soldiers outside to form a formation to block it. They could only set up a circular defensive formation thousands of feet away from their respective camps, trying to protect the defensive formation behind them.

As the monsters attacked, the defensive array was quickly enveloped in various mist. Despite the isolation and restriction, strong light and loud noises still came in.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The shouts of killing in the circle were hysterical, and veins popped up on the foreheads of many people.

It didn't take long for the monsters that broke through the outer blockade to attack the defensive formation. Rays of brilliance shot out from the formation to counterattack the monsters that were approaching.

Before the war broke out, Bai Ling had held onto Zhuo'er's hand to prevent him from following him to kill him. At this moment, the only ones on the ground were the two of them and Jin Fusou and six or seven other people responsible for protecting Bai Ling. Most of these people's faces were He was pale, and Guo Tu was so panicked that his eyes were scattered.

Zhui'er didn't make Bai Ling anxious. He neither shouted for kill nor showed much excitement. He just stood beside Bai Ling quietly, but his heart was far from as calm as he appeared. After seeing He thought of escaping when the overwhelming force of monsters and beasts rushed towards him, because he stayed in the military camp only after being persecuted by Du Daozi. From the beginning, he had no intention of living or dying with these people. If he was surrounded, he would not be able to survive. You really could die here.

Although he has faced death many times, he was forced to do so. He would risk his life for Shen Qing, for Lu Gang Shuyan, and even for Huaying who no longer fascinates him, but The people around him now are not enough to make him throw away his life. He still has many, many things to do. He is living vigorously, so why should he throw his life away here for no reason?

Zhui'er, who was full of longing and longing for a better life, was not prepared for such a way of death, but he couldn't shake off Bai Ling's hand that was tightly clasped with him and turned around to run away. Bai Ling didn't know his situation. The purpose of tightening him was to protect him, but it was this hand that firmly tied Zhui'er there. It was not just that hand that tied Zhui'er. Escape at this time would definitely shake the morale of the army. He didn't want to be sorry. Si Liang, Lin Zhen and others did not want to give people like Qi Hao the opportunity to laugh at themselves. He didn't care about face before because it was of no use to him at that time, but it is different now. How can a free and elegant person not have face?

As far as face concerns are concerned, it must be said that the Zhui'er brothers are getting better and better as they live more and more. As they step into the hustle and bustle step by step, the wise and foolish little Zhui'er in his childhood has gradually drifted away. Now it is Lang Xing. Now, it’s time to call him Lang Xing from now on. Five days later, when Zhui'er was getting tired of waiting, an urgent military situation suddenly came from the Tianping camp. They detected a large group of monsters moving to the southwest. It seemed that they were going to go behind the army. Harassment.

Each battalion immediately dispatched elite troops, led by Tianping Camp Manager Yingdu Daozi, to intercept them. The ones dispatched were all those who were in the middle Nascent Soul stage or above. Zhui'er, who was in the Core Formation stage, could only watch helplessly.

As soon as Du Daozi led the troops away, Junlizi passed down a military order and ordered a deputy commander of the Youwei camp to lead half of the soldiers to the rear of the military camp to ambush, to be on guard against the evil beast's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

When Zhui'er heard this military order, he didn't know whether he should be happy or worried. He had seen the power of the monster army. If this was really a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, then the next battle would definitely be a hard battle. The people in their camp Nearly half of the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying have been transferred away, and only Junlizi is left among the great monks in the late stage of Yuanying.

The atmosphere in the military camp suddenly became tense. Lin Zhen came to Zhui'er anxiously and urged him to leave immediately. Proposing to leave the military camp at this time is tantamount to running away from the battlefield and will definitely not be approved. Of course Lin Zhen understands this truth, but she still wants Zhui'er to try Guan Ying.

After Zhui'er perfunctorily left Lin Zhen, he found Bai Ling and secretly gave her an escape weapon. He said with his mind, "This is about the same grade as the escape weapon you lent me last time. Yours You can only use it once, this one can be used three times, don’t refuse me, I still have it.”

"I don't have to go out to fight against the enemy. Even if you still have it, keep this for yourself. It's hard to buy such a life-saving thing even with spiritual stones." Bai Ling declined while looking at Zhui'er suspiciously.

"You take it first, and we'll talk about the rest after the war. I really still have some." Zhui'er took out another one and showed it to her. .??.

"Why are you so... rich?" Bai Ling looked at him with inquiring eyes.

"I am a disciple of the Xianlin Academy of Qianxu Palace." Zhui'er winked at her, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"You didn't tell me until now!" Bai Ling glared at him angrily, and said with half joy and half suspicion, "Based on your knowledge, I suspected that you might be a disciple of Xianlin Academy, but your cultivation Because..." The Xianlin Academy of Qianxu Palace is one of the most mysterious places in the world of cultivation. All those who can be selected into the Xianlin Academy are outstanding talents, but Zhuo'er is seven or eight hundred years old and has only cultivated to the late stage of pill formation. The realm of perfection is not bad in other places, but it is too bad for a disciple of Xianlinyuan.

"I spend all my energy on other things. Cultivation and alchemy are just random things."

Bai Ling looked at him with straight eyes, not knowing whether to believe it or not. As a monk, if cultivation is done casually, what else is there to do? Isn’t this nonsense that puts the cart before the horse?

Just at this moment, the warning spirit suddenly came, and the monster attacked!

Everyone's expressions changed. They had indeed fallen into the monster's trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Everyone knew what this meant.

"All the battle teams in the mid-Nascent Soul stage will follow me to fight. The other teams will defend the defensive formation. No matter what, they must hold on until the outgoing army comes back for reinforcements!" Junlizi's calm and cold voice spread to every corner of the formation. After he finished speaking, He led all the battle teams in the middle stage of Nascent Soul to fight out of the military camp.

These people went out and fought with their lives to protect the defensive formation. With such a disparity in strength, if the army that went out could not return as soon as possible, none of them would survive.

looking at

The thin formation these people set out outside could not help but agitate even those who had fallen into fear due to timidity.

"Kill!" The skinny Si Liang was the first to roar excitedly. He led his team into the air and formed a fighting formation under the defensive formation. Although the light in his eyes was mostly excitement, But without losing perseverance and composure.

"kill!"

Following waves of shouts of killing, each team took off into the air and formed a regular formation under the dome of the defense formation with a radius of hundreds of miles. This has been practiced for a long time. When all teams are in place to perform their respective duties Finally, the shouts of death became uniform, which was not only to encourage themselves, but also to encourage their colleagues outside.

Amidst the bursts of killing cries from each battalion, the earth-shattering rumble of the Demon-Conquering War Drums rang out. A battle related to the life and death of this nine-battalion army was coming!

Under the powerful formation of the monster, it was impossible for the soldiers outside to form a formation to block it. They could only set up a circular defensive formation thousands of feet away from their respective camps, trying to protect the defensive formation behind them.

As the monsters attacked, the defensive array was quickly enveloped in various mist. Despite the isolation and restriction, strong light and loud noises still came in.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The shouts in the circle were hysterical, and veins popped up on the foreheads of many people.

It didn't take long for the monsters that broke through the outer blockade to attack the defensive formation. Rays of brilliance shot out from the formation to counterattack the monsters that were approaching.

Before the war broke out, Bai Ling had held onto Zhuo'er's hand to prevent him from following him to kill him. At this moment, the only ones on the ground were the two of them and Jin Fusou and six or seven other people responsible for protecting Bai Ling. Most of these people's faces were He was pale, and Guo Tu was so panicked that his eyes were scattered.

Zhui'er didn't make Bai Ling anxious. He neither shouted for kill nor showed much excitement. He just stood beside Bai Ling quietly, but his heart was far from as calm as he appeared. After seeing He thought of escaping when the monsters and beasts came overwhelmingly to attack him, because he stayed in the military camp only after being persecuted by Daozi. From the beginning, he had no idea of ​​coexisting with these people. If he was surrounded, he would not be able to survive. You really could die here.

Although he has faced death many times, he was forced to do so. He would risk his life for Shen Qing, for Lu Gang Shuyan, and even for Huaying who no longer fascinates him, but The people around him now are not enough to make him throw away his life. He still has many, many things to do. He is living vigorously, so why should he throw his life away here for no reason?

Zhui'er, who was full of longing and longing for a better life, was not prepared for such a way of death, but he couldn't shake off Bai Ling's hand that was tightly clasped with him and turned around to run away. Bai Ling didn't know his situation. The purpose of tightening him was to protect him, but it was this hand that firmly tied Zhui'er there. It was not just that hand that tied Zhui'er. Escape at this time would definitely shake the morale of the army. He didn't want to be sorry. Si Liang, Lin Zhen and others did not want to give people like Qi Hao the opportunity to laugh at themselves. He didn't care about face before because it was of no use to him at that time, but it is different now. How can a free and elegant person not have face?

As far as face concerns are concerned, it must be said that the Zhui'er brothers are getting better and better as they live more and more. As they step into the hustle and bustle step by step, the wise and foolish little Zhui'er in his childhood has gradually drifted away. Now it is Lang Xing. Now, it’s time to call him Lang Xing from now on.