As time went by, the sky gradually darkened, the wind became inexplicably impetuous, several deep dark clouds passed by in the distance, and a heavy rain seemed to be coming.
Several people felt something and opened their eyes at the same time. Chen Mo stood up and before he spoke, he heard the woman from Jiusha Palace say with a solemn expression: "Fellow Taoists, there are unforeseen circumstances. Don't wait for the time to come. Now How about just setting off?”
"What Fellow Daoist Li said is reasonable. If there is a heavy rain, the difficulty of climbing the mountain will increase a lot out of thin air." Qi Chen from Sunset Valley also nodded in agreement.
Chen Mo looked around and saw the faint black shadows still peeping from a hundred feet away. He whispered: "I and several junior brothers have no objections. Let's set off immediately without further delay."
The terrain of Qimao Mountain is just like its name, like an upside-down pointed hat. As long as you climb over the front hillside and there is a platform area in the middle, the difficulty of going down the mountain will be much reduced.
The three of them briefly discussed the formation. Including Chen Mo, the six disciples of the Fuyun Sect were at the front. The Nine Evils Hall with the largest number of people was used to resist the interference attack of the Thunder Eagle. As for the people in the Sunset Valley, they were at the rear. Plays the role of alternating cover in the formation.
Chen Mo didn't understand the formation, but after listening to their introduction, he felt that his position was extremely advantageous. He could advance, attack, retreat, or defend. If he deliberately harmed them, he wouldn't risk such a big deal, so he readily accepted it.
There are dense trees growing on the steep mountain peaks, and there are thorns blocking the road everywhere, as well as various mosquitoes and poisonous ants. Just as Chen Mo was distributing the antidote pills, he heard a deep voice coming from the bushes behind him. :
"Everyone, wait a moment. I have just been secretly observing for a while. There is something unreasonable in the formation of several people who are fighting against the enemy. Several Taoist friends from Fuyun Sect are just climbing up. So who will be the monks to open up the road ahead?"
Following the sound of the words, we saw that this was a red-haired young man carrying a mahogany coffin. He looked about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old. His movements revealed the spiritual pressure fluctuations of Qi Refining Dzogchen, which should not be underestimated. .
The conversation between Chen Mo and the others has been very low, and a simple soundproof ban has been set up so that the conversation between them can be heard. This person must have some magic weapon that can break the ban. When thinking of this, Qi Chen's expression Suddenly it became ugly.
Chen Mo's expression remained unchanged, and he turned to look at the female cultivator surnamed Li from Jiusha Palace. The latter also looked at him with questioning eyes. Chen Mo nodded slightly and asked this person: "This person from the Underworld Cult Fellow Taoist, do you want to take action with us?"
"Chen Daoyou is quick to talk, that's it." The red-haired young man nodded immediately: "If you don't believe it, you can try it. It won't be a problem to pass Qimao Mountain, but you will lose a few lives."
The female cultivator surnamed Li turned her head and looked at Qi Chen. The latter hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, and whispered to Chen Mo and the other two: "He is right, this enemy formation is indeed lacking. A moment ago, my original intention was to let fellow Daoist Chen take over, but I didn’t expect that before I could say it..."
Chen Mo knew that this guy had no good intentions and wanted him to do more, but he didn't expect that the red-haired man in front of him saw through it at a glance, and he explained awkwardly at this moment. However, Chen Mo didn't mean to pursue it, but whispered: "It doesn't matter. What do you think about the current situation?"
At this time, several people had already set up three levels of soundproofing to restrict the conversation. If the monk from the Ghost Sect could hear it, then they recognized it.
"This person dares to jump out in front of more than 20 of us cultivation masters. He must be arrogant. But if we don't agree to his joining, it seems that so many of us are afraid of him." Qi Chen said slightly. He thought about it and said: "Let him join, but as soon as he shows signs of causing trouble, our three factions will attack together. No matter how strong he is, there is no way he can withstand the spells of so many of us."
"It makes sense." The female cultivator surnamed Li said in agreement: "Then let Fellow Daoist Chen speak out and let him follow your team later."
"You two are really good at arranging things. Now Chen Mo has to agree even if he doesn't agree." Chen Mo said with deep meaning: "Forget it, let's decide like this."
If they really get entangled, they won't be able to figure it out for an hour or two. Chen Mo knows what they are thinking. Even if this monk from the Underworld Sect breaks out and hurts someone, the disciples of the Fuyun Sect will be the first to deal with it. When the time comes, If both sides lose, they can still reap the benefits.
When the red-haired man heard Chen Mo's words of agreement, his expression did not change much. Instead, he thought that this was a certain result. Chen Mo couldn't help but look wary, and whispered to his junior brothers and sisters: "We are all starting to fight in a while. Come on, be careful of this guy's sneak attacks, he's not a good guy!"
"Got it!" Everyone responded in unison.
It didn't take long for everything to be ready, and a team of more than 20 people rushed to Qimao Mountain. As previously arranged, the red-haired young man walked in the front, holding a short blade to chop the thorns blocking the road. Chen Mo , An Zihan and other Fuyun Sect monks followed behind, climbing up without raising their heads.
After that, there were seven or eight disciples from the Jiusha Palace, with the magic weapons in their hands already ready. They did not follow the climb, but were always vigilant about the eagles circling above, protecting the Fuyun Sect's smooth climbing.
The Thunder Eagle is a gregarious bird monster. When it reaches adulthood, the individual cultivation level is around the third level. Between its wings, there are countless paralyzing small thunder beads. At the same time, its sharp pecks also have a terrifying effect. Penetrating ability, extremely difficult to deal with.
This is also the reason why many monks dare not fly through the sky. After all, the Thunder Eagle is the lord of the air. Flying rashly is no different from a living target. Everyone is a monk with brains and will definitely not do such a thing to seek death.
Chen Mo didn't understand that when he first entered the world of cultivation. After joining the Fuyun Sect, he realized that the cultivation of monsters is different from what humans call them. They are measured by grade, and the first level of monsters corresponds to It is about the tenth level of Qi refining for cultivators, and the third level of monster beast is equivalent to the Great Perfection of Qi refining for monks.
As for the fourth-order monsters, they are no worse than the foundation-building monks with the Condensing Light Refining Color. If Chen Mo and the twenty or so people encounter them unfortunately, they will have no choice but to become corpses.
Dozens of tiny sounds came from above their heads. Several monks from the Fuyun Sect would be lying if they said they were not nervous. They immediately stopped climbing, turned over, and faced the Thunder Eagle that was about to swoop down. , and at this moment, they also launched the first wave of tentative attacks.
"Zi la la..."
The crackling sound of thunder and lightning made several people's scalps go numb. In order to maintain his composure, Chen Mo still stared calmly at the little thunder bead that was fanning towards him. Seeing that the next scene was about to fall, the blocking attacks from Jiusha Palace also followed. .
Whether it was the gray wind blade emitted by the magic weapon or the dense fire bullets wielded by Fu Zuan, they all completely offset the power of thunder and lightning fired by the Thunder Eagle. Qi Chen couldn't help but feel that a few people from the Fuyun Sect were still in a daze. He roared angrily: "Fellow Daoist Chen, you have seen your sincerity! Why don't you quickly climb the mountain to cover our summit?!"
"good!"
Chen Mo uttered one word simply and neatly. The first attack may not be 100% reassuring. Chen Mo took advantage of the thunderous sound in the sky and whispered to several fellow disciples: "Now start climbing up, but you still have to wait. Be careful, those who are not from our sect will have different minds, don’t be so stupid that you are completely unprepared!”
After saying that, Chen Mo didn't wait for a few people to reply, and continued to climb at the lead, ignoring the thunder and lightning whizzing above his head. It looked like he was really relieved to leave his back to the other two groups.
As for the red-haired man from before, he was dealing with the thunder and lightning coming from behind while clearing the road ahead. He didn't seem to encounter many difficult bottlenecks, and he looked much more relaxed.
The second round of attacks from the Thunder Eclipse Eagle came again, this time heading straight for the heads of the Fuyun Sect. The monks from the Jiusha Palace began to climb Qimao Mountain, and the monks from the Sunset Valley protected the Fuyun Sect. The monk was safe, and the same move as before caused the thunder eagles to fly back.
After a stick of incense had passed, Chen Mo and others stood still and began to cast spells to cover the seven or eight disciples in Sunset Valley. The three parties took turns taking action, and none of them had any intention of harming other sects. After all, causing trouble at this time would be considered as harm. When it comes to others, you will also be implicated. No one would be stupid enough to do such a thing.
There are more than forty Thunder Eagles flying in the air. Looking up from the mountainside, they look like a dull dark cloud. Chen Mo manipulated the intermediate spells he learned, and ice cones passed through the air one after another, all in time. to hinder the eagles' charged attack.
Compared to their fellow sects from the Fuyun Sect, they pale in comparison. They usually win by quantity and cooperate with everyone's spells in Sunset Valley. Although it is thrilling, nothing really goes wrong. From the time of climbing to now, there are only a few people. Just slightly injured.
"Haha, you idiots in the world of cultivation!! Attract the firepower for me!!"
At the foot of the mountain, the five monks saw that the frequency of the Thunder Eagle's attacks was increasing, and all their attention was focused on the monks of the three sects. They couldn't help but have a crooked idea, and wanted to use the gap between them to control the flying talisman from above to pass quickly. The scene above.
Not only these five people, but after the monks from the three sects left, the remaining cultivators showed up one after another. There were about twenty people. There were many people who wanted to do this, but in the end, most of them were waiting and watching, so a few people got the upper hand.
"Asshole!! Get out of here!!"
"stop!!"
Half of the three sects of monks were impatient. Seeing that someone was taking advantage of them, they immediately became furious. They slowed down a bit to stop the Thunder Eagle. The dense thunderballs bombarded an uninhabited hillside, and the whole area was immediately destroyed. There was a burning smell coming from the land, which frightened the Sunset Valley disciple so much that he almost flew out of his wits. He cursed and shouted in horror: "Don't be so damn distracted!! Can you just concentrate on it!!" "
At the critical moment, the female cultivator surnamed Li suddenly took out a small bronze bell from her storage bag and threw it casually into the sky. Suddenly, a shadow of the bell and tripod emitting golden light enveloped the Sunset Valley monks below. At the same time, she shouted: "Don't worry about them! Concentrate on doing your own thing!!"
With the bell and cauldron magic weapon blocking the way, all the thunder beads and sharp pecks that came from behind were in vain. With this strong defense, the formation of the three factions did not fall apart. After a dozen breaths, Zhong Ding Xuying could no longer withstand the pressure of the eagles and turned into a pool of golden fragments falling down. Sunset Valley also seized the opportunity and successfully reached the next stage.
"Haha, it's so funny..."
The five people in flight were so happy that they almost caught up with Chen Mo and others in the blink of an eye. They did not launch an attack on the three factions. It was not because they were so kind-hearted. Even if they killed the bait that attracted the firepower, they It's not easy, so he didn't secretly kill him. Otherwise, the attack just now in conjunction with the eagles would have killed many monks.
Just when several people were not excited for a while, a gray-black lightning suddenly crashed into one of the figures. A moment later, a surprising scene appeared!
The chest of this Yungang Sect monk was already empty. The body with internal organs was firmly grasped in the palm of an eagle half a foot wide. The corpse was still dripping with blood. This sudden change The scalps of more than 20 monks instantly went numb!
"Is this the peak level three Thunder Eagle King?!!"
Chen Mo carefully observed the eagle flapping its wings in front of him. Just now, its speed was too fast, and the barrier between its wings and the air brought out a wave of dizziness. Chen Mo took a deep breath and looked towards the two groups below. The monk shouted: "Stop climbing! Concentrate on resisting the attack of the eagles!!"
On the other side, the four people who were gloating about their misfortune finally experienced what extreme joy can bring about sorrow. The moment the previous man was killed, several people landed on the hillside like crazy. It would be fine if they didn't ridicule, and now they landed in the formation of the three sects of monks. , before the Eagle King could attack, they were about to be smashed to pieces by the spells all over the sky.
There is still some distance between the foothold of the hillside and the location where the few people are at this time. During the moment of escape, the Thunder Eagle King waved his wings, and thunder beads that were ten times denser than the ordinary Thunder Eagle swarmed out. In an instant, the Thunder Eagle King swarmed out. The two fleeing monks were reduced to black charcoal, so fast that they didn't even have time to take out their defensive talismans.
The remaining two people didn't have the slightest intention to resist. They wished that their parents would give them an extra pair of legs. The Thunder Eagle turned into a gray lightning and swooped down again. Although the two of them were frightened, there was no chaos after all. Taking advantage of his speed, he stopped suddenly in the air, and the Thunder Eagle King immediately jumped into the air.
The two of them looked overjoyed. Taking advantage of this rare free time, they shot out a large number of attack talismans and blasted them at the Thunder Eagle King. They then turned sharply and ran towards the hillside again!
"roll!"
The red-haired young man who had already climbed the hillside snorted coldly. A bloody round blade suddenly floated out of the coffin carrying the coffin, instantly beheading the unsuspecting two people. The young man reached out to explore their storage bags. Drawn by some inexplicable force, it automatically fell into his hands.
Chen Mo and the other leaders were also shocked by his ferocity. The speed of the round blade was surprisingly fast. If he attacked from behind during the fight with the eagles, they would not be able to withstand it. The female cultivator surnamed Li Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately said: "Fellow Taoist, since you have reached the top, why don't you quickly join us in resisting this Thunder Eagle King! Do you think you can pass this Qimao Mountain alone? !”
The red-haired young man's eyes flashed with strange color. After hesitating for a moment, he said: "Okay! Fellow Taoists, don't be anxious, I'll take action now!"
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