Seeing that Ran Kui still had a look of disapproval on his face, Yu Xian put away his laughter and said seriously: "Friend Ran, don't worry, I won't make fun of the lives of my junior brothers and sisters. The concentration of monsters here means that the attack is reduced." The range will make it easier for you to cut it off and help you evacuate in time."
Ran Kui thought for a moment and said: "What fellow Taoist said is not unreasonable, but here, if a high-level monster hides among the beasts and attacks, the consequences will be disastrous."
Yu Xian shook his head, looked at the herd of beasts marching ahead, and said: "I have just checked with my spiritual consciousness. At least within the limit coverage of my spiritual consciousness, there are no monsters above level seven, not even level five or six. They are all in the minority.”
Ran Kui was still hesitant after hearing this. Yu Xian saw this and said, "Let's do this. When you take action, I will follow you. Even if there is an accident, I will be able to rescue you in time. They don't have to follow, so as not to scare the snake. How about that?"
Ran Kui: "We have more Taoist friends to protect us, so we don't have to worry. However, with the concentration of monsters here, we can't separate them and trap them. The only way is to build a whole 'Mist Lock', Directly cut off a section of their route.”
Yu Xian: "Wouldn't that be better? Once the fog lock is reduced, we will clear the area immediately, and then you will arrange the formation. In this way, maybe this branch of the beast tide can be completely cut off here."
Ran Kui had a troubled expression on his face: "That's good, but... we have to build a mist lock of this scope. Even though we can barely do it, the time we can maintain it is very limited."
Yu Xian: "How long?"
Ran Kui: "Ninety breaths at most."
Yu Xian: "How long will it take you to set up the formation?"
Ran Kui: "To reach the level of initially trapping most of the monsters, it will take at least seventy breaths. As long as this step can be completed, we can slowly fill in the loopholes and improve the level of the formation."
"In other words, we only have twenty breaths at most."
Yu Xian touched his chin and turned to look at the people on his side.
"That's almost enough," she concluded.
Ran Kui's mouth was half open.
Yu Xian: "The fog lock won't work on us, right?"
"No, no, anyone who drinks any of the four seasons wine will not be affected by the fog lock."
"Then it's no problem. I'll go talk to them."
Seeing Yu Xian turn around and talk to his teammates on the other side, Ran Kui sighed.
The fellow disciple behind him said angrily: "You can't be embarrassed if you talk too much. The monsters are not wooden stakes for them to hit. What's the use of just one person with high cultivation level? How can they be able to make things right in such a short time with just a few of them? "
"Of course they don't worry anymore, just save their lives. But we will probably waste the formation materials. The sect spent a lot of effort to gather those materials. There are not many sets in the first place... Senior Brother Ran, why don't you tell them again? Tell me?"
Ran Kui took the gourd on his waist and said, "No need. If this failure happens to dampen their spirit, they won't make a big deal next time. If it succeeds, that will naturally be better."
After he spoke like this, the other disciples suppressed all their complaints.
After the two teams were deployed, they began to take action. Except for the few formation masters who stayed where they were, Ran Kui's team set out first, followed by Yu Xian.
Ran Kui and his group concealed their presence and came close to the beasts. Everyone took off the gourd from their waists, raised their necks, took a big sip, circulated their spiritual power, and then opened their mouths and spit out——
The aroma of wine suddenly spread out, and thick white mist poured out from their mouths, quickly sweeping towards the beasts.
The white mist slowed down as it approached the herd of beasts, spreading gently like ordinary mountain mist, floating in the mountain col like layers of gossamer.
There were no high-level monsters present, and the herd, which was mainly composed of low-level monsters, failed to notice anything strange. They just thought it was ordinary mountain fog and continued to move forward.
After a while, when white mist filled most of the mountain col, every monster in the range of the white mist seemed to be drunk. Their movements became sluggish, and they seemed to be unable to distinguish the direction clearly. You squeezed me. I squeeze you, and the demon bird flying above also flies lower and lower, circling unsteadily.
Outside the white mist, the monster walking in front was almost unaware of it. Even if it was noticed, it was regarded as fog in the mountains. The monsters walking behind showed some hesitation when faced with the extremely low visibility fog ahead, and most of them stopped moving forward, wanting to wait for the fog to dissipate.
Ran Kui and others had all consumed the liquid in their gourds, and everyone looked depressed. Ran Kui said to Yu Xian tiredly: "The fog lock has been completed, please fight quickly."
"Work hard. I'll send you to retreat."
As soon as Yu Xian finished speaking, he wrapped the group of them with spiritual power and took them away. Just as Ran Kui was about to refuse, he saw several streams of light passing by and rushing into the place shrouded in white mist.
What rushed to the front was a black light. Yin Xueze's whole body fell like a meteor, the Black Prison Divine Spear pierced the ground, and the dark flames ignited, with the Divine Spear as a dot, expanding rapidly in all directions. Wherever the flames passed, the monster beast was burned to the point of being burned to the point of leaving no bones without even letting out a howl.
Although the white fog is thick, people at Zuimeng Peak can see clearly what is happening in the fog because of their skills. When they saw the terrifying black flame that wiped out thousands of monsters in an instant and was still spreading, they couldn't help but be stunned.
I don't know who murmured: "Is this the golden elixir...?"
As if corresponding to the black flames on the ground, a golden rain of fire began to fall in the air. The brilliant and magnificent raindrops have become a life-saving talisman for countless demonic birds. Even if only the tip of a feather gets a trace, the entire body will instantly burn into a beautiful fireball.
The golden bell rang, and the clear sound was as sweet as fairy music, but it caused countless monster beasts to bleed from their eyes and ears. Before they had time to struggle, the beasts' bodies exploded into blood foam. Threads of blood seeped into the white mist, adding a bit of strangeness and sadness.
There was also a fierce sword light, which differentiated into hundreds of thousands of sword shadows, each of which accurately hit the vital point of a monster beast, harvesting the lives of countless monster beasts in an instant, leaving behind a river of blood and corpses everywhere.
The white mist blocked out all spiritual energy fluctuations and sounds, including the smell of blood. The number of monsters in the white mist has decreased rapidly, and it is almost certain that twenty breaths of time is more than enough.
The expressions of the Zuimeng Peak disciples ranged from shock to numbness, and their mood could no longer be described in words.
Yu Xian stood beside Ran Kui and said, "It seems there is no need for me to play."
"No wonder Fellow Daoist Yu is so confident. I underestimated the disciples of your sect." Ran Kui said.
Yu Xian: "What a coincidence. I also underestimated them."
"..."
Ran Kui glanced at Yu Xian, who was beaming with joy, and raised his hand to point at a certain figure: "According to this, is this fellow Taoist Jing a little overqualified?"
Unlike the four people who used various group attacks to sweep away the herd, Jing Yingrong stood alone at the rear edge of the white fog, with silvery clouds flying around her, making her stand out even in the thick fog. .
Although most of the monsters behind were waiting for the fog to clear, there were also a small number of monsters that entered the thick fog without any scruples. As soon as this small group of monsters came in, they were attracted by Jing Yingrong and instinctively attacked her.
So Jing Yingrong quietly poked there, killing one by one, killing one by one...
Yu Xian coughed dryly and said, "She...it's better not to use her too much."
Ran Kui didn't understand what he heard, but it was obvious that he couldn't get the answer from Yu Xian.
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