Although there is the cover of the Flying Cavalry Tribe, there are still a large number of monks from the Wangyue Realm, centered on the major camps near Wangyue City, infiltrating into the various spirit stone veins around Xuanye City, and from time to time, they have fallen into the hands of the foreign monks. Attack the spiritual mines inside and some areas where spiritual grass is abundant. Although there is the cover of the Flying Cavalry tribe, there is no way to completely take care of it. Around Xuanye City, many places are surrounded by high mountains and towering trees, and some places are densely covered with severe miasma. Spirit birds are not willing to go to such places. go.
There are also some that are filled with smoke and mixed aura, making it difficult to find traces of the activities of small groups of monks. It is naturally unrealistic for these flying tribesmen to land on the ground for hunting. Once they land on the ground, they lose their advantage in the air. They are like tigers with their teeth pulled out and have no deterrent effect on the monks of the Moon Watching Realm. . In ground fighting, the monks in the Moon Watching World will have more experience.
"Why are there so many monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe, more than thirty knights? My God, they usually only have one team acting alone. Unless they encounter many people from our Wangyue Realm, they will send out two or even three teams together. Action, what are you doing, have you discovered us?"
At this time, no one noticed that there were several cracks of varying widths under the rich bushes on the ground. In the cracks, traces of earth spiritual energy emerged from the ground, and the breath of low-level spiritual grasses around them filled the cracks. The aura of the hidden monk himself was covered up. As long as the people inside do not take the initiative to expose themselves, even ordinary foundation-building monks will not find anything strange inside if they get closer. The world of immortal cultivation is so vast that there are many strange terrains, and the cracks on the surface in front of you are just one of thousands. That’s all.
One of the young monks could not help but shudder when he saw how many flying warriors were flying in the sky.
"I would have discovered it earlier. There have been several waves of flying knights before this." The white-browed old man from the Qingdan Palace next to him said cautiously and cautiously, "Everyone pay attention and try not to make any strange movements. In case these people are alarmed. Flying Cavalry, if you provoke other foreign monks, we will be dead."
"No, senior sister, look, these people from the Flying Cavalry tribe seem to be chasing that silver-haired young man." A monk in the cracks in the ground suddenly reminded him in a low voice.
"They are so fast!" There were many people in the cracks in the ground, but they were all very careful, lest they alarm the monks above.
"No, that silver-haired young man is crazy. He actually rushed towards the monks of the Flying Cavalry Tribe. What is that mount of his? The aura is so powerful!"
"It should be a monk from our Wangyue Realm. I don't know which sect he belongs to. He can subdue such a flying silver corpse. He must be very powerful. However, he was discovered by several monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe. He must also be doing something. It is impossible to survive the dying struggle, but it is a pity." The white-browed old man who had spoken before couldn't help but sigh at this time.
"Senior Sister Zhu, why do I look like that silver-haired young man looks like Senior Brother Lu?" A female cultivator in green pulled Zhu Ling next to her.
"Senior Brother Lu? I also think it's a bit similar, but I'm not completely sure." Zhu Ling's eyes were a little suspicious at first, but in her memory, Lu Xiaotian looked calm and indifferent most of the time. The only time they interacted was The experience of entering the bloody forbidden land.
Although the silver-haired young man at this time looked equally indifferent, it was rare for him to face the soaring fighting spirit of dozens of flying cavalry alone. Lu Xiaotian rarely stayed in Lingxiao Palace since the foundation was established. During that time at Qingyue Peak, they were either refining alchemy or in seclusion. Even Su Qing, Wu Yan and Lu Xiaotian's best friends could hardly see each other, let alone her and Leng Qiaoyu, who only heard about them occasionally. Some rumors about Lu Xiaotian. Coupled with his silver hair, Zhu Ling couldn't fully recognize him for a while.
"Why, the other party is your fellow sect?" the white-browed old man asked in a deep voice.
"It's somewhat similar, but I'm not completely sure yet." Zhu Ling said matter-of-factly.
"The other party is directly exposed to the attack of dozens of flying warriors. In this situation, let alone the strength we have in front of us is far from enough. Even if it is enough, it is too late to go out to save people now." The white-browed old man shook his head and said, "No matter what is happening outside Whether it’s you people from Lingxiao Palace or the monks from Qingdan Palace, you can’t ruin the overall situation for one person, otherwise once our whereabouts are exposed, no one will be able to leave here alive.”
"That's right, we can't put so many of us in danger just for one person."
The young monk next to him suddenly turned out to be Meng Yu from the Xuan Bing Sect. Seeing the white-haired young man in front of him overlap with the figure of Lu Xiaotian who ruined his good deeds in the cave of the Bloody Forbidden Land, his eyes couldn't help but be a bit resentful. After his treacherous behavior was spread, Meng Yu's status within the Xuan Bing Sect was also greatly affected. After all, Lingxiao Palace and Xuan Bing Sect had a good relationship. If something like this happened, Meng Yu would be dead even if he died. The people still protected him, but due to the pressure, they had to treat him coldly for a few years. Meng Yu naturally placed all the blame on Lu Xiaotian. Even if the silver-haired young man in front of him only had some imagination with Lu Xiaotian, Meng Yu felt a sense of disgust in his heart for no reason.
Hearing Meng Yu's voice, Zhu Ling, Leng Qiaoyu, and the five monks from Lingxiao Palace didn't have a good look at him, and they didn't bother to talk to him.
Meng Yu looked a little ugly, but he was not very lucky. The team of monks he was in was attacked by foreign monks and suffered heavy losses. Now he and two other fellow disciples who were seriously injured were the only ones left in the team. In comparison, Zhu Ling's team is in a much better situation. There are now seven people, only one of them has been slightly injured, and overall they still retain strong combat effectiveness. The three teams of monks from Qingdan Palace, Xuanbingmen, and Lingxiao Palace all suffered losses of varying sizes. Out of coincidence and the need for self-protection, these damaged teams temporarily came to Together, and with the help of this unexpectedly discovered crack, he hid to avoid being hunted and pursued by foreign monks.
At this time, neither Lu Xiaotian nor the dozens of flying knights in the sky noticed that there were still some eyes staring at the battle in the sky at high altitude. At this time, their attention was on the opponent, and they had no time to notice such a fight. many. Coupled with the concealing effect of the crack and the deliberate caution of the monks in the crack, it is difficult to detect even with the strength of Lu Xiaotian's spiritual consciousness.
"Such a strong fighting spirit." Wu Hong, who was responsible for leading the tribal soldiers to intercept in the sky, was secretly frightened, and at the same time he had a bit of respect on his face.
