Needless to say, the Xuantian Sword Sect was indeed very wealthy. All the food they fed them was Linggu, and its taste was much better than the "bamboo red rice" that Li Qingfeng's family ate. Many casual cultivators and cultivators from small families and sects are quite satisfied with this. They are determined not to eat like this on weekdays. Even if they don't get the rewards promised by Xuantian Sword Sect, these spiritual grains alone are worth coming here to sell some. Coolie.
Li Qingfeng was not polite. He filled a large bowl and ate it slurpingly, but he was not as relaxed as the monks around him. If the monster riot was just a small amount of movement, then there was absolutely no need for the Xuantian Sword Sect to bring them all here in such a hurry yesterday, let alone let them build a defense line here. He does not think that the people of the Xuantian Sword Sect are idiots, wasting time and effort to build the city wall here - if the scale of the monster riot is not large, the formation will be broken if it is broken, and the people of the Xuantian Sword Sect can't help but put a smear of oil on the soles of their feet. If you clean it up slowly, it's not them who suffer the loss anyway.
Since they chose to do this, they must have their reasons. Li Qingfeng believed that this monster riot was not that simple.
Just as he was thinking about it, Li Qingfeng suddenly felt a tremor under his feet. The tremors were irregular, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, sometimes dense and sometimes sparse. Not only him, but the monks from various families also felt it. They put down their bowls one by one and looked at the defense line. Even the monks from Xuantian Sword Sect flew up and sent someone over to see if anything happened.
The place where the defense line was built was not far from the front line. The disciple stepped on the flying sword and came and went very quickly. In less than half a cup of tea, he came back from the front line and whispered a few words into the ear of his fellow disciple. Li Qingfeng could see clearly that the senior brother's brows furrowed slightly and then relaxed. He nodded and flew into the air. He used the "Voiceless Curse" and said to the monks who were looking at him: "There is nothing on the front line. It's just that the monsters are attacking frequently." A little bit, but with my Xuantian Sword Sect master uncles here, you can rest assured!"
Some monks lowered their heads in relief and continued eating, while others were still doubtful. Li Qingdong was the former, while Li Qingfeng undoubtedly belonged to the latter. He continued to stand, facing the direction of the front line, motionless.
The warning signs rising in his heart told him that things were not that simple.
The shock under his feet seemed to become stronger and more urgent. Li Qingfeng stared closely at the light golden translucent light curtain as high as the sky on the front line, with a trace of purple light in his eyes.
Through the pale golden light curtain, there seemed to be an imperceptible black spot appearing from the clouds on the horizon.
The black spot seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and Li Qingfeng didn't blink, just stared at it.
The shock under his feet became stronger and gradually became coherent, and the shouts of death in his ears seemed to become harsher. Li Qingfeng remained motionless, but he stretched out his hand to pat Li Qingdong.
Li Qingdong didn't know why, but the increasing tremors under his feet and Li Qingfeng's serious expression seemed to tell him that something was about to happen, so he stood up, but his eyes immediately looked at the girl serving the rice.
The earthquake was getting stronger and stronger. The low-level monks responsible for building fortifications all stood up one by one. Some of them had already begun to ask questions to the Xuantian Sword Sect disciples in the sky. Li Qingfeng didn't care about this, he just stared at the black spot, trying to confirm what it was.
Finally, bursts of exclamations from the monks came from the front line, and the black spot gradually revealed its shape. It turned out to be a cone-shaped boulder, with a person on the tip of the cone, whose life and death were unknown. The boulder was glowing with a strange earth-yellow light, heading straight towards the light curtain on the human side.
Under the gaze of everyone, the huge boulder hit the light screen with a "swish", and the human body on it was squeezed so hard that it made a "pop" sound and turned into a pool of blood red, stained on the light screen. Slowly it started to flow down.
The pale golden light curtain that was hit made a heart-wrenching creaking sound, and a crack spread from the hit area.
It may have been more than ten breaths, or maybe only a few breaths, when a crisp sound of "bang" was heard. The pale golden light curtain was hit by a boulder and shattered, creating a big hole, and the entire light curtain was shattered. It dimmed. A strange yellow light flashed on the boulder, breaking through the light curtain with a touch of blood red, and struck straight towards the rear.
The senior brother of the Xuantian Sword Sect suddenly flew several feet high, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Impossible! Impossible! The Rock Formation is a third-level low-grade pure defensive formation, how is it possible? .....”
He saw the boulder covered in flesh and blood flying towards him, his eyes widened and he roared angrily. He lost his mind and pulled out the long sword behind him and slashed at the boulder.
The next moment, half of the sword blade collapsed. The speed of the boulder did not slow down at all, but the figure of the disciple disappeared in mid-air.
"Brother!"
The huge boulder passed over his head with a "whoosh". Li Qingfeng frowned and waved his hand to put a water shield on Fan Qingguang and himself. Looking at his actions, Li Qingdong seemed to realize something. He pushed Li Qingfeng's hand and ran towards the girl who was cooking not far away. At the same time, he pinched the magic formula, and the leaves flew up, turning into a thin sheet in front of the girl. shield.
A moment later, there was a loud rumbling sound a hundred feet behind them, and the ground beneath everyone's feet shook violently. The boulder fell to the ground. The power contained in it was so great that the splashed earth, rocks and mud flew to them.
The force of the earth, rocks and mud was quite strong, and the water shield on Li Qingfeng's body was shaking constantly. Looking at the grinning expression of the monk next to him, he thought it would be painful to hit him.
Fan Qingguang took the hand handed over by Li Qingfeng and stood up, with a trace of gratitude in his eyes. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a shock on the ground and hurriedly bent down, hoping to wait for the vibration to stop before standing up straight.
But who knew that the vibrations continued and gradually increased, followed by the roars of monsters that were much louder than before, mixed with the monks' frightened cries and roars. Among them, a few high-pitched elephant barks stood out the most, passing through all the sounds and reaching everyone's ears.
"Calm down! Calm down!"
A monk from the Xuantian Sword Sect loudly organized, and with a few sword lights and bloody lights, everyone here finally calmed down a little, but it was still a mess, with buzzing sounds coming from all over the place.
At this moment, a ray of light flashed in front of them, stopping in the air in front of everyone. It was the foundation-building monk who had given them a show of strength when he arrived yesterday. He held a sword in one hand and was full of murderous intent. As soon as he showed his body, he cast the "Voiceless Curse", and the voice spread to everyone's ears: "Everyone, listen, the rock formation has suffered some damage and it will take time to repair it. Now. , everyone forms a team and goes to the front to buy time for the repair of the formation. Who dares to neglect, don’t blame me, He Hai, for being rude!"
After establishing his authority, He Hai patted the storage bag on his waist again, and various magical elixirs, spiritual materials, and magic weapons fell out and piled up into a hill on the ground. He said loudly: "Of course, my Xuantian Sword The sect will not treat you badly, and will reward you according to your merits after the war. In addition, you can take all these things in front of me for yourself!"
