Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 255 The moon blade has not been tried yet

The King Kong Zhuo flew out slowly and hit the one-horned Kui Niu on its head, causing its head to crack open and mix red and white.

Looks light and airy, but in fact it is so powerful that no one-horned Kui ox can withstand it.

Nearly twenty one-horned Kui oxen fell down in a row, and the Vajra Zhuocai gradually dimmed and turned into dots of gold stars, dissipating in the sky.

Luo Qiuzhen's face was pale, and the talismans on his Taoist robe seemed to have exhausted their spiritual energy, and he curled up in a circle.

Su Li hurriedly stepped forward, supported his master, fed him a pill, and then used his mana to activate the potion.

 “Well done, Senior Brother Luo!”

Gu Xisheng was in high spirits, pointed at the jade sheng in his hand, and moved the battle formation forward.

“Everyone, take over Qingniu Valley and end this land reclamation war, today!”

The last land reclamation war allowed Gu Xisheng, an elder in charge of the general affairs hall, to prove his ability in logistics allocation and general affairs arrangements. He was recognized by the sect's senior leaders and suddenly took the position of acting head.

Decades of hard work, not daring to slack off for a day, not daring to neglect anything, can finally be considered as an agent.

And this time he was already familiar with the land reclamation war and arranged it in an orderly manner. He also took this opportunity to reorganize the five palaces and eight halls.

He has put many people from his own department in, and is no longer a puppet, but can truly give orders, with the majesty of a leader.

 Of course, he acted very carefully.

 Regardless of the real person Ge Cang, he only has one disciple, Qi Yue, and does not have any descendants or relatives.

Gu Xisheng didn't touch the other two people who worked with the other two ancestors of Jiedan, and they all held them in high esteem.

Pushing through the narrow entrance of the valley, the true landscape of Qingniu Valley is revealed to everyone. Surprisingly, more than half of it is fertile land covered with black mud, covered with wild grasses half as tall as a man.

On both sides of the valley are earth-yellow spar, exuding a pungent smell, and sporadic pieces rolling down from time to time.

 The second-level ore sulfur smoky quartz is the favorite food of the one-horned Kui cow. Other than that, I don’t know what effect it has. It seems to be ineffective when used to refine weapons.

 “So many spiritual fields that can be cultivated!”

Gu Xisheng's eyes immediately lit up. Looking at this situation, there are at least thousands of acres of second-level spiritual fields in Qingniu Valley that can be cultivated.

Even if there is no other gain, the acquisition of so many spiritual fields is a great joy for him who controls the spiritual field hall.

 “Moo!”

With a thunderous braying, a huge green bull walked out of a cave. The ground shook violently with its four hooves, and some battle formations were even disrupted.

The single horn above his head was flashing with a strange yellow light. All the vegetation within ten feet of it was flattened and the ground was sinking, as if invisible gravity was exerting on it.

The remaining one-horned Kui ox statues were so inspired that a red light appeared on their bodies, and they charged into the battle formation without knowing whether to live or die.

 Two rays of light flashed by, and Bai Zichen and Wei Dao appeared in the air almost at the same time.

“Junior brother Bai, why don’t you plunder the formation, and I’ll deal with this stupid cow first?”

Wei Dao held a jewel in his hand and spoke.

“Okay, Brother Wei, be careful, that green bull should have the power to change gravity and mobilize the power of the earth.”

Bai Zichen confessed and stepped back dozens of feet.

It seems that I have a new Supreme Purity Micro Sword Box, and the time to test the edge of the Yuexuan Sword has to be postponed again.

Kui Niu Demon King is only a third-level low-grade demon beast. He may still have the upper hand against the ordinary Jiedan Daoist, but there are two people on the scene at this moment.

Bai Zichen aside, Wei Dao is a monk with wind spiritual roots and a perfect alchemy. Even in the Holy Lotus Sect, there are not many such people, and they will be focused on training as candidates for the next generation.

Although he doesn't have any top-grade treasures, the two mid-grade magic weapons would have taken decades to refine without special opportunities.

It is not difficult to deal with the Kui Niu Demon King, which is almost the weakest among the third-order monsters.

We saw Wei Dao throwing the orb in his hand, and a roaring wind gathered. Countless wind blades surrounded the Kui Niu Demon King and sliced ​​away at it.

Kui Niu Demon King mooed, the wind blade slowed down as it approached the demon body, and they all fell to the ground with a clatter.

The cow's mouth opened, and a piece of yellow material flew out, running like thunder, passing through the layers of wind blades and hitting Wei Dao.

It was a piece of bezoar that the Kui Niu Demon King had refined within his body. It carried the power of the earth and was indestructible, breaking several protective lights in succession.

Wei Dao was not in a hurry. He held a flower basket in his hand and whispered "Ding" in his mouth.

The wind stopped in this space, and even the overwhelming piece of bezoar paused for a moment and was directly covered by the flower basket.

“I thought that the single horn in your stupid cow’s whole body was useful, but unexpectedly it gave birth to a bezoar, so you got a treasure for nothing.”

Wei Dao hit the orb with several strands of true essence, more than doubling the density of the wind blades. The rock walls around Kui Niu Demon King were rubbed by these wind blades, as if they were cutting tofu, and large chunks fell down. Fall, let alone the center attacked by the wind blade.

The yellow light above Kui Niu Demon King's head shook continuously, weakening several points, and it was no longer so impregnable.

Bezoar is an extremely rare third-level spiritual object. It is a must-have material for refining many third-level elixirs. Even if the alchemist of Qingfeng Sect cannot use it, such a large piece can be used by the alchemy master of Danxia Sect for several bottles of three-level elixirs. The elixir is ready.

“As expected, there is no challenge, the weakest third-level monster…”

Bai Zichen lost interest after just one glance, knowing that this monster could no longer make any trouble.

Just in case, Wei Dao went to get the Wutu sacred sand from the purple-skinned gourd, and prepared to sacrifice one or two grains at the critical moment.

 With this rare treasure, even if the Demon King Kui Niu wants to self-destruct the demon elixir and fight to the death, he will not be given the chance.

However, Wei Dao does not have a powerful magic weapon. If you can save one grain of Wutu Shensha, you can save it.

Level 3 monsters have rough skin and thick flesh, and strong vitality. It is normal to grind for several hours.

The moonlight sword light rushed into the sky, and the faint moonlight cast its light on the entire Qingniu Valley.

 It sounds easy to say it, but at the end of the day, you can’t be careless.

Deep in the Black Mountain, there are quite a few third-level monsters. The human monks don’t know which monsters have good relations with each other and whether they will lend a helping hand.

 It was with him on the sidelines that Wei Dao could use all his methods without reservation, without having to worry about being attacked by third-level monsters hiding somewhere.

With the hole-like fire observation and the clear heart of the sword, coupled with the fourth-level Yuexuan sword, there is no secret for Bai Zichen within a radius of dozens of miles.

 This is a completely different feeling from the divergent exploration of spiritual consciousness, more subtle and deeper.

The only drawback is that it is too publicized and is not as concealed and difficult to detect as the divine consciousness.

 Especially for living creatures, the effect is more obvious.

Several pangolins were digging in the ground and escaping in a hurry. A group of white crows flapped their wings and flew away from the Qingniu Valley. They even sensed the aura of another third-level monster at the edge of the moonlight.

It is a standing white ape whose whole body is snow-white without a trace of mottled hair. Its demonic power and aura are far better than those of the Kui Niu Demon King.

 Even compared to the dragon in Feiyue Lake, it was even worse.

As if feeling the peeping moonlight, the white ape showed a grinning expression and then disappeared in a few seconds.

 “The monster at the top of the third level…”

Bai Zichen's heart tightened. He didn't expect that he would provoke such a powerful monster when dealing with a Qingniu Valley.

 Fortunately, the White Ape seemed to be just here to watch the battle and had no intention of helping the Kui Niu Demon King.

 Otherwise, today’s battle is really hard to say.

 Self-assessment, with the power of Yuexuan Sword, I still have some confidence in dealing with third-level high-grade monsters. After all, I have witnessed the power of one or two dragons.

 But the third-level peak monster is a completely different concept, just like a monk who has completed the elixir formation, he is already considering the path of transformation.

As long as they survive the catastrophe of transformation and become a fourth-level monster, the Qingfeng Sect will face another terrifying opponent in the Black Mountain Mountains.

"After we go back, we have to increase the intelligence collection on the white ape. This is not as good as the sleeping Qingluan, which is a big monster that can move normally... Although the monster beast has a long lifespan and it often takes hundreds of years to advance, but As long as White Ape advances into the sect before Senior Brother Ge, it is very likely that it will be destroyed!"

The fourth-level transformed monster's spiritual intelligence has greatly increased, and it is no different from an adult human being, and is completely different from the third-level monster.

It is wishful thinking to expect the great demon in disguise to coexist peacefully with the human monks. When it comes to living space, the only thing between the two is life and death.

 Those super sects in the Central Region that occupy all the spiritual veins in the territory have not gone through **** wars. Countless disciples fought one after another to seize every spiritual vein from the hands of the monster.

Those transformed demons either gave up their spiritual veins and moved to other places, or they died tragically on the spot under the siege of several Nascent Soul Lords.

Bai Zichen was not sure whether the Liangyi Magic Moon Formation at the mountain gate could withstand the attack of the transformed demon.

 At least Feiyue Lake and Qingniu Valley are two places that you don’t have to think about.

 And all the resource points in Montenegro can no longer be occupied.

After making sure that the white ape left without any sign of returning, Bai Zichen returned his attention, only to find a very faint ripple somewhere above the Qingniu Valley.

“There are no mana fluctuations, and the spiritual consciousness cannot detect it...but in the heart of the sword, it is too abrupt to observe from the perspective of seeing fire, there must be something wrong!”

Bai Zichen remained calm. If it weren't for his sharp sword mind and his dual talent of seeing fire, he wouldn't have been able to notice the slightest difference from miles away.

“Could he be the True Monarch of Nascent Soul? It’s unlikely. He hides his head and shows his tail. His strength must be limited to the realm of forming pills. He should be able to achieve this with the help of magical skills or special magic weapons.”

Hide your whereabouts and peek at the most critical moment of the Qingfeng Gate wasteland reclamation war. It doesn't look like you have good intentions.

 The traces have been discovered. Even if this person wants to wait for an opportunity to destroy, he can't do it again.

The moonlight scattered over the entire place, and Bai Zichen had already grasped the Yuexuan Sword in his right hand.

His eyes were slightly closed, and he faced the Kui Niu Demon King, with nothing out of the ordinary visible.

 In fact, the center of the sword is like a mirror, and the moonlight hanging high reflects all the scenes into the mirror.

Even if you observe carefully, the faint ripples are easily ignored. Several times, you thought that the person had escaped in secret.

Until excited cheers came from the valley, the Kui Niu Demon King suddenly fell down, his head was smashed to pieces by a grain of Wutu sacred sand, and a giant wind blade cut off the horns of the bull.

Wei Dao took out a flag and waved it into the wind, sucking a mini green bull into the flag and running wildly on it.

 This is the moment!

Bai Zichen slashed with his sword, and the majestic lunar star power exploded, making the entire space seem to condense.

 (End of this chapter)