Chapter 1184 That Man, That Mountain, That Land

This formation was able to protect Mr. Da and his companions for countless years of peace. It was so powerful that even the Demon Sect's sect-protecting formation might not be stronger than it.

Due to the scarcity of spiritual stones in the turbulent space, Mr. Da and the others did not have any supplements except killing the monks they occasionally encountered.

After the "Yuanqi Taiqing Formation" was modified by Mr. Da, it can not only be driven by spiritual stones, but also can be operated by mana.

Moreover, a method of driving meteorites called "Tianjin Stone" was finally developed.

After Li Yan carefully read the description of the stone on the jade slip, he actually found six pieces in Mr. Da's storage ring.

Each piece is the size of a basin, and after trying it out, he found that to protect a person about a foot in diameter, he only needed a "Tianjin Stone" the size of a fingernail, which could last for an hour.

Finally, Li Yan also tried to break through the activated "Yuanqi Taiqing Formation", but even with his current strength, he couldn't do it, which made Li Yan almost jump up in surprise.

Now, although the power of the "Big Dragon Elephant Formation" has been greatly enhanced after his re-sacrifice, it is still unable to withstand the direct attack of the Nascent Soul cultivator. ??

The emergence of the "Yuanqi Taiqing Formation" instantly made up for Li Yan's deficiencies in defense. How could he not be overjoyed.

Li Yan didn't know that this formation was the "Yuanqimen" sect-protecting formation where Mr. Da belonged. It was a famous ancient formation, and its power could be imagined.

"Then you plan to go to Fengshen Continent next?"

After the two of them talked about the essence and blood of the "Immortal Phoenix", Zhao Min raised the issue again.

"Maybe a year from now, I will go to the turbulent space where the Yuanying monks of the sect are tested. After all, I am not too familiar with the turbulent space.

After we get familiar with it, we can go together to find Sixth Senior Sister! "

Li Yan had already planned this in the past few years, and he looked at Zhao Min with a smile on his face.

"I won't go to Fengshen Continent. You can go over there and see if you can bring Senior Sister Ying back. I haven't seen her for a long time!"

Zhao Min shook his head silently.

"Oh? You won't go there? The Fengshen Continent is an adjacent continent to us after all. Although it is dangerous, there is no big problem if you are careful.

What's more, I can also bring you into that space, and the danger I face is still mine. Could it be that you and I didn't notify Sixth Senior Sister when we became a Taoist couple, fearing that she would be angry? "

Li Yan was a little surprised by Zhao Min's answer.

He had talked to Zhao Min about going to the Fengshen Continent before, and Zhao Min had tacitly agreed to go there together, but today he suddenly changed his mind.

"Husband, you are too worried. Ever since Senior Sister Ying and I came back from the small mountain village, we have actually known each other in our hearts.

As for which one of us forms a Taoist partner with you first, I don’t care. What’s more, Senior Sister Ying, I grew up with her since childhood. I understand her character better, and once I decide, I will never look back!

The reason why I didn't go with them is that in the past two years, I feel more and more that the heavenly tribulation is getting closer to me, and the cultivation bottleneck of the 'Demon White Jade Plate' seems to have loosened! "

At this point, she stopped explaining. After hearing this, Li Yan's face showed joy.

"This is a great thing!"

Zhao Min is about to give birth to a baby. This is not like Bai Rou who formed a pill in the turbulent space. The dangers of the two are not the same at all.

Li Yan couldn't guarantee that he could help Zhao Min survive the dangers of having a baby outside. Of course, the safest place was inside the sect.

Zhao Min said that he felt that a catastrophe was about to happen, but the time could not be determined at all. It could be one year, two years, or even ten years.

Everything depends on chance. At a certain moment, happiness reaches the soul, Zhao Min

The day of tribulation will come soon. Therefore, Li Yan couldn't wait, as it would be like urging Zhao Min invisibly, making her feel confused.

The reason why Zhao Min's bottleneck was suddenly loosened was that her mood changed greatly after she became intimate with Li Yan. Her knot in her heart was different from Li Yan's, and was more locked up in her heart due to things that happened in her childhood.

After becoming a Taoist couple, even though she was shy, she still let go of her reserve, and many things were slowly unraveled.

It was night, after knowing that Li Yan was about to leave, Zhao Min wanted to refuse to welcome him in the cold, his snowy muscles and ice bones wrapped around him, and he was panting softly...

"The white clouds are billowing in the distant mountains, and the waves near the water are stirring my heart. I am so shy that I hide my head and my eyes are blurred, and I am so proud that I no longer moan!"

In the next year, apart from going to the turbulent space for trials, Li Yan no longer meditated and practiced, and even the remaining three drops of "Immortal Phoenix" essence and blood were no longer refined.

Whenever he had free time, he would spend time with Zhao Min. Although Zhao Min was still cold and arrogant, he was still closely entwined with Li Yan every night. Li Yan also caressed every inch of his jade-skinned skin...

A year later, with only a few people aware of it, Li Yan took Zikun and Qianji and flew away from the Demon Sect, heading towards the Sea of ​​Beiming in the far north.

But only Zhao Min knew the real reason why he went out, and Wei Zhongran and the others only got this kind of news about Li Yan's travels.

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Fengshen Continent is a large rolling mountain, full of primeval dense forests and thick banana bushes.

At this moment, there were many figures swaying on the mountain tops or on the mountainside.

There are high and thick stone walls erected halfway up the mountains, connecting the peaks together like an endless stretch of the Great Wall.

There are rows of thick rolling logs on the slope outside the stone wall, and they are chained in rows after rows with huge chains.

The back half of the rolling wood was deeply embedded in the rocky ground, while the front half was cut into sharp wooden thorns, which were raised high in rows and pointed towards the sky, like huge wooden arrows ready to be fired.

On the north side of these peaks, there are still endless, lush forests and large banana leaf bushes.

However, among these green vegetation, some hanging buildings or corners of eaves will appear from time to time.

If someone glances over from the sky, they can see that they are some wild-style buildings. They stretch for thousands of miles in the mountains and are paved to the north, giving people a sense of vitality.

But the opposite scene appeared on the south side of the endless Great Wall peaks. The originally lush and green dense forest had long since turned into a piece of scorched earth, forming two completely different worlds.

The corpses of many huge monsters and humans lay across the hillside. Broken limbs and corpses were scattered everywhere, and black or red blood gathered into pools of blood.

Many dried corpses bulged high under the scorching sun, and their bodies were covered with maggots. The dense maggots crawled in and out of the black frames hanging sideways from the outer eyeballs.

Or they are constantly squirming on the wound, twisting their bodies and burrowing into the rotting corpse. Under the sunlight, the white bodies of maggots are surging like waves...

From time to time, there would be a loud explosion from a corpse. This was because the corpse had been exposed to the scorching sun and exploded into a shower of blood.

Smelly sap of various colors rose into the sky, like a blooming fountain. After the maggots rolled in the air, the corpses and viscous sap fell again like raindrops, making a "crackling" sound on the ground...

Halfway up the mountain is huge

Behind the stone wall, several figures were hiding in the shadow of the stone wall, hiding from the scorching sun while looking towards the south through the stone stacks.

"Grandma, this is the seventh wave of attacks today. They should be tired of attacking and can finally rest!"

A man with a white turban on his head looked away from the crenel, exhaled heavily, and sat down against the stone wall.

He was about twenty years old, wearing a sleeveless shirt on his upper body, revealing his strong and dark muscles, and a pair of shorts on his lower body that only reached the bend of his legs, with a pair of bare feet as fine as fine iron.

He felt a sense of tightness and nausea in his chest. When he looked down the hillside through the gaps between the rocks, there were dozens of huge corpses of monsters lying there.

Either a huge wooden arrow was nailed firmly into the stone, or they were hit by several huge wooden arrows at the same time, turning them into a pile of blood and meat.

"Agen, you must not think like this. Those wind beasts are no stupider than you. Don't let your brain be destroyed by normal attacks for half a month. By then, you will die without knowing what happened!"

At this time, a shiny chimney suddenly hit the strong man on the head, and then an old voice sounded dissatisfied.

Agen's head hurt and he quickly turned around.

"I said, Yabo, don't hit people on the back of the head, that will kill them. Why don't I know the cunningness of those wind beasts? I just said that!"

Agen rubbed his head repeatedly with one hand, looked dissatisfied at the old man who was taking back the pipe and continuing to add shredded tobacco, and said with a grin on his face.

The old man also wore shorts and shorts, and his face was covered with grooves. Sweat oozed from his bronzed skin under the high temperature. Although his whole body was lean, it was as if he were cast from fine copper.

"You son of a bitch, you're not just talking about it, why did you put the whistle of the 'Bone Awl' around the back of your neck? It's going to kill someone!"

The old man glanced sideways at A Gen, and the other seven people also looked at A Gen at the same time, and immediately agreed.

"Agen, if you don't want to be the deputy captain, you'd better hand over the whistle..."

"I can do this!"

"How suitable are you all? I think I am more suitable..."

Several people spoke one after another amid the commotion.

"Go away and play for me. Uncle Ya asked me, when will it be your turn?"

A Gen immediately widened his eyes and waved his hands repeatedly, as if to ward off flies.

He was really a little relaxed just now. The whistle hanging around his neck can emit a sound wave, driving rows of huge "bone-breaking awls" on the slope outside the stone wall to fire out.

And they are responsible for the activation and arrangement of at least five rows of "bone-breaking awls", which are the most lethal weapons against ordinary "wind beasts".

Normally, the whistle in his neck would be in his mouth as soon as possible, but just now in order to observe the results of the battle, he threw the rope tied to the whistle behind his neck.

In fact, this was because he believed in his heart that the "Wind Beast" would not attack immediately again, so he acted like that.

"Two of you go out in each group and bring the clansmen back quickly."

At this moment, a clear and cold voice came from the higher peaks behind. Although each peak was far apart, the voice was extremely clear.

Under the scorching sun, it was like an ice arrow piercing through this world.

"Jiezi, you two are so brave, go out and bring back the clansmen within a hundred feet in front!

The rest of the people are on alert, alert! Be prepared to launch an attack at any time and respond to them as soon as possible

Come! "

Agen immediately put the whistle in his mouth and said to the two young men beside him.

In an instant, the few people who had been a little noisy regained their composure and quickly returned to their positions.

The two young men looked at each other, put their hands on the wall, and then jumped out of the stone wall.

At the same time, figures flashed from behind the long stone wall and rushed to the hillside in front.

Their mission was to bring back the dead and injured tribesmen. Unless those tribesmen died in the battle with the "wind beast" for too long, they would try to bring them back.

They couldn't let their bodies be exposed in the wilderness, so that they could give their families an explanation. At the same time, they might be the ones lying down next time. Everyone wanted to return to their hometown and rest in peace.

However, they could only do their best. Every time the two sides attacked, half of the tribesmen who rushed out would never come back.

And not many of them could leave their bodies. Most of the fallen tribesmen would be swallowed or torn into pieces by the wind beast in an instant, leaving no bones.

On a high peak, a figure was standing on the stone wall. She had short hair and a black tights that exaggerated her exquisite curves.

You could even faintly see the vertical muscle lines under the clothes. She gave people the feeling of a vigorous female leopard waiting for an opportunity to bite people.

A green halberd was slung diagonally behind her. Although the midday sun was dazzling and hot, she exuded a chilling murderous intent.

She was Gong Chenying, and her cultivation had now reached the late Jindan stage.

Although the long years of fighting had allowed her to continuously improve her cultivation, she had no time to practice in seclusion, and she was one level behind Li Wuyi and Zhao Min.

However, Gong Chenying's Qiongqi Purgatory Technique had already reached the early fifth level, which was the result of long-term death grinding. Her combat power was already able to compete with some ordinary Yuanying.

"It's been six years. What happened that made the three tribes of 'wind beasts' join forces to attack at all costs?

Not only did they die in large numbers, but the number of Tianli cultivators was also decreasing sharply. Now even ordinary people without spiritual roots have to participate in the battle.

Dad and the others have not been able to find out the reason, so this matter has not been solved in a targeted manner..."

Gong Chenying's thoughts kept coming up. Looking at the figures below collecting the remains, she no longer had the tearing heartache she had before.

Now she regards her life as nothing. All the tribesmen who can fight are warriors, and their lives will eventually end on the battlefield.

Because the "wind beast" will never disappear, they will continue to fight for their offspring from generation to generation.

She is like this, and so are the other warriors in the tribe. What does it matter if they are heartbroken?

In the end, it just depends on who can kill more "wind beasts" in their lifetime and who can exchange more living space for the tribe.

Gong Shanhe and another elder have been deep in the "wind beast" nest for two years, just to find out the reason. So far, not only has no news been sent back, but even the two have lost news.

For example, the four elders of the Tianli tribe led Gong Chenying to defend together, but the fifth elder fought hard with a fourth-level wind beast that broke through the city wall half a year ago. He was seriously injured and almost died on the spot, and he also entered seclusion.

Gong Chenying is more and more worried about the current situation.

The "wind beast" has been attacking more at all costs in the past two years, as if it wants to consume all the low- and middle-level "wind beasts" of the three tribes here.

This meant that the Tianli tribe was also heading towards the point where their lamp oil was running out.