Just when everyone was shocked by the power of Master Huxiao's attack, the roars of the monsters around them and the screams of the monks pulled them back from the shock.
"Let's go, let's go quickly! We can't waste any time!"
The leading foundation-building monk came to his senses and shouted loudly. Everyone in the team also realized that now was not the time to be shocked, so they all took out pills and stuffed them into their mouths to calm down the shock they had just received.
Li Qingfeng also got one, and when he stuffed it into his mouth, a soft warmth immediately rose from his belly and spread to his whole body along his meridians, with a slight tingling sensation.
Not daring to stay any longer, everyone formed a circular formation, surrounding the two formation masters Li Qingfeng and Junior Brother Zhang, and headed in the direction that Junior Brother Zhang pointed. What they were guarding against were not only various monsters, but also the sword energy and spells flying around in the sky. Li Qingfeng and Junior Brother Zhang were not at the level of Foundation Establishment. If they were accidentally scratched, they would be injured. He might die here.
It has to be said that the quality of this group of disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect is much higher than that of other small forces. Even if they have different cultivation levels, they are quite experienced and skillful in cooperating with each other. The captain opened the way in front, and the deputy team pressed behind. There were foundation-building monks on the left and right sides to protect him. After the battle, Li Qingfeng didn't find any chance to take action.
But then again, Li Qingfeng's little ability is really of no use on this battlefield. After all, various spells and sword energy don't have eyes, even the various aftermaths are enough to kill Li Qingfeng several times.
The formation base of the large formation was not far away. The leading foundation-building monk flashed his sword to the left and right, killing two bone-forging stage monsters that rushed towards him. He shouted to Junior Brother Zhang and Li Qingfeng: "Junior Brother, Li Xiaoyou, hurry up. !”
"clear!"
Junior Brother Zhang quickly took out a set of formation flags and scattered them in different directions. He closed his eyes and began to mutter. Li Qingfeng on the other side was not slow at all. He took out the formation flag and began to arrange the auxiliary formation. They had made it clear who should do what before they came, and now that they are here, they are cooperating quite well.
Following Li Qingfeng's prompting, the magic formulas were shot into different formation flags, with formation patterns appearing on them from time to time, and finally submerged into the earth. What he needs to deploy is a first-level auxiliary formation, which is not difficult to deploy. Its main attribute is water, which matches Li Qingfeng's spiritual root attribute. In addition, Li Qingfeng's attainments in formations were actually no lower than those of Junior Brother Zhang. Within a few moments, Li Qingfeng completed the arrangement and opened his eyes. On the other hand, he looked at Junior Brother Zhang on the other side, still mumbling to himself with his eyes closed.
Around them, a group of monks were still forming a circular formation, but under the attack of various monsters, some of the monks forming a circular formation had begun to be injured. There were even some spells such as wind blades and stone cones that broke through everyone's defenses and flew in. Li Qingfeng did not dare to completely entrust his life to others, so he used the "Water Element Shield", but it was actually blocked by him. A few spells.
A rumbling sound came from the left side of the circular formation. It was a third-level golden-armored puppet that was over ten feet tall. Wearing golden armor and holding a black sword, he was holding on to another giant elephant that was in its spiritual stage. Two giants over ten feet in height hit each other, causing loud noises to hit the sky. They completely abandoned magic and relied entirely on their physical bodies to fight.
In the sky, Master Qingsong faced the many tricks of the snake-headed monster bird, and finally took control of the flying sword. The dark blue sword energy overflowed from his body, turning into green pine trees, and breaking the spells spewed by the snake-headed monster bird one by one. He was already good at defense, but when faced with this strange bird who was cautious by nature and only dared to release spells from a distance, he seemed to be meeting his opponent. One person catches one bird and fights against the other, but the momentum is the smallest.
In the valley, countless monks were fighting with monsters, and even the air seemed to be filled with a layer of blood. The strange thing is that after fighting for so long, the number of monsters has not decreased much, and the entire valley is still blocked.
"Hahaha, die happily!"
In the sky, golden-red sword lights were flying everywhere, causing billowing heat waves. Golden-red fire crows circled and screamed joyfully among them, but the sounds they made when they opened their mouths were not harsh crow sounds, but crisp sword sounds. He Hai, with disheveled hair, stood between the sword light and the fire crow, raising his head and laughing. The white sword robe on his body had long been turned into rags. Although he had known that the fire-attribute swordsman Xiuduo had a fiery personality, Li Qingfeng did not expect that He Hai would have such a crazy temper.
"It's done!"
Finally, Junior Brother Zhang completed the formation and opened his eyes. The leading Foundation Establishment monk looked back in surprise, but was unexpectedly stabbed on the shoulder by an earth awl, and the blood immediately dyed his sword robe red. He didn't cry out in pain. He shook the soil cone to pieces with a shake of his shoulder, and then punched a talisman on the wound, and the bleeding stopped.
"In that case, let's retreat and maintain our formation!"
He gave the order and killed several demonic beasts that came closer. The group's front formation changed into the rear formation and headed towards the direction of the formation.
Suddenly, not far to the lower right of their group, Li Qingfeng caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. It was the old man he met in the square, the girl's grandfather.
His team seemed to have been scattered, or maybe everyone except him was dead. At this time, he was fighting alone, holding a black iron ruler, with a bone-forging monster on each side, his beard, hair, and clothes covered with Or brown or bright red blood stains.
The demonic beast on his left looks like a sheep but not a sheep, and is as tall as a person, with a pair of spiral horns glowing with dark golden light; the one on his right is just a striped leopard, spitting flames from its mouth, and attacking with its body. The old man was attacked from the left and right by the two monster beasts, and seemed to be a little concerned about one thing and the other. In just a moment, Li Qingfeng saw several more wounds on his body, and he was almost stabbed several times by the monster beast that looked like a sheep but not a sheep. , I can still persist now, but it is probably the end of my strength.
Thinking of Li Qingdong and the old man's granddaughter, Li Qingfeng decided to save him.
"Senior!" he shouted: "The old man on the lower right is a relative of me, and I beg senior to help me!"
When the leading Foundation Establishment monk heard this, he glanced in that direction and saw the old man Li Qingfeng was talking about. He saw that there were only two bone-forging stage monsters around the old man. Even if they were ordinary human monks, he would not hesitate to save them, let alone those who were relatives of the people in the team.
A ray of sword light flashed across, helping the old man block the fatal blow. The leading foundation-building monk threw out two more rays of sword energy, killing the two monsters respectively. The other foundation-building monk beside him cooperated with him tacitly, and immediately stepped forward, grabbed the old man's back collar, and lifted him into the formation. Even though most monsters have rough skin and thick flesh, they still appear to be quite fragile in the face of the difference in realm.
When he was rescued by the Foundation Establishment monk, the old man had already fainted. The Xuantian Sword Sect disciple tested his breath, took out a pill from the storage bag and fed it to him. Li Qingfeng hurriedly flew up to pick up the old man, carried him on his shoulders, and thanked him at the same time.
Several foundation builders ignored him, waved their hands and continued to fly forward. From time to time, they shot out a few sword energy to save the fighting human monks. This made Li Qingfeng look at them, stopped talking, and followed the old man behind his back. Go up.
