Zixuan Valley, a large amount of purplexuan wood is planted here. Purplexuan wood is usually used to refine fire-attribute treasures. The older the year, the higher the value. The orc tribe sent three Void Refining monks to guard it. Meng Hao is the leader. He has the cultivation level of the middle stage of virtual refining.
On this day, he was practicing meditation in a secret room.
A transmission note flew in and landed in front of him.
He quickly stopped his power, opened his mouth to spit out a black light, and hit the transmission talisman. A panicked man's voice sounded: "Something bad has happened, Elder Meng. The descendants of the Qinglian Wang family are attacking Zixuan Valley."
"Qinglian Wang Family!"
Meng Hao's heart ached. The Qinglian Wang family is the most powerful affiliated family of Zhenhai Palace. How could they send people to attack the stronghold controlled by the orcs for no reason? Moreover, this place is far away from the human race. It is useless to send a small force. It is useless to send a large force. If so, it would be difficult not to be discovered by other orc strongholds.
He quickly took out a communication disk with flashing black light, entered a spell, and asked in a deep voice: "How many enemies are there? How are their cultivation levels?"
"The seven Void Refining monks are all music cultivators. Some of the clan members have fallen into illusion. We can't stop them. Elder Meng, come out quickly, ah..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a miserable man's cry, vaguely mixed with a huge explosion.
Meng Hao's face darkened and he rushed out of his residence as a burst of cheerful music reached his ears.
He quickly jumped into the sky and was surprised to find seven monks from the Wang family playing music outside Zixuan Valley. The leader was Wang Guangqi.
There are seven sound cultivators in the Void Refining Stage, four men and three women. There are three people in the middle stage of the Void Refining Stage.
Their goal is to capture this stronghold. For Yinxiu, the most fearless thing is that the enemy will not come out of the stronghold.
A seven-color umbrella with flashing light floated above their heads, and a seven-color glow drooped down, covering the seven of them.
Wang Guangqi and nine people held musical instruments, including jade flute, flute, guqin, pipa, guzheng, snare drum and erhu. Sound waves of different colors swept out and went straight to Zixuan Valley. The music continued.
A red light curtain covered Zixuan Valley. There was a flame pattern on the surface of the light curtain. The sound wave hit the red light curtain, making a muffled sound and the red light curtain causing ripples.
The orcs below the level of Lianxu had different expressions. Some were laughing loudly, or showing ferocious faces, or hugging their heads and crying, and even worse, they were killing their fellow tribesmen.
Meng Hao's face turned ugly. It was the first time he encountered this situation, and it was also the first time he fought against a high-level sound cultivator. The orcs' bodies were powerful and they were not afraid of most spells. Sonic attacks were a unique skill of the orcs. Big nemesis.
"Send someone quickly to the Wuguang Mountains to ask for help."
Meng Hao ordered.
It is impossible for the Wang family monks to attack them for no reason. It is very likely that a race war broke out. After thousands of years of recuperation, the strength of the human race has increased a lot.
In the past, racial wars were basically initiated by the Jinghuo tribe or the Yaksha tribe. It was rare for the human race to take the initiative to launch a race war.
…
Jinling Ridge, a stronghold controlled by the orcs.
A huge golden light curtain covers hundreds of thousands of miles, and there is a golden antelope pattern on the surface of the golden light curtain.
Wang Guangming and other five Void Refining cultivators activated their flying swords to attack the golden light curtain. Sword shadows were flying high in the sky, and sharp sword energy struck the golden light curtain one after another.
"Five Elements Soul-killing Sword Formation! Start."
Wang Guangming shouted loudly!
Wang Guangming's five-man sword technique changed, and five thick sword lights of different colors swept out, merged into one, and turned into a huge five-color sword light, slashing towards the golden light curtain.
There was a loud rumbling sound, the golden light curtain shook violently, and the aura dimmed.
Within the golden light curtain, a man in blue shirt with a bear's head and a human body was shocked. He quickly injected the array into the array disk. The golden light curtain lit up with dazzling golden light and returned to normal.
Wang Guangming and the other five people stretched out their palms, with their palms touching each other. More than thirty flying swords with shining auras condensed into a giant sword glowing with five colors of aura, slashing towards the golden light curtain.
There was an earth-shaking loud noise, the golden light curtain shattered like bubbles, and the sky-holding giant sword was like a rainbow, passing over the body of the big man in green shirt and cutting him in half.
The sky-holding giant sword dispersed and turned into more than thirty flying swords with flashing auras, heading straight for the orc monks.
For a moment, screams continued, and an orc was chopped to pieces by a flying sword.
…
The Wuguang Mountains stretch for hundreds of millions of miles and are full of spiritual energy. There is a seventh-level spiritual vein here and a medium-sized Wuguang Jade mine. The orc tribe has sent two fusion monks to take charge, with Xiong Hao as the leader.
In the meeting hall, Xiong Hao and a young woman in a purple skirt with a leopard head and a body were sitting on the main seat. More than a dozen orcs in the Void Refining Stage were sitting on both sides with solemn expressions.
"The Wang family sent experts to attack our stronghold, and we are in urgent need of reinforcements."
A man in a golden shirt with a pig's head and a human body opened his mouth to report.
"Is this a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain, or to withdraw the manpower from various strongholds and stick to the Wuguang Mountains? This stronghold is crucial and there must be no mistakes."
The woman in purple skirt suggested.
This suggestion was recognized by many orc monks. The Wang family was coming fiercely, and they did not want to fight with the Wang family. It was better to wait for help.
Just as Xiong Hao was about to say something, a deafening roar sounded, and the entire conference hall shook violently.
"Send someone to report to the clan and ask for support. Follow me out to take a look and wait for help. The seventh-level formation is set up here, so it won't be broken so easily."
Xiong Hao ordered.
They asked the seventh-level formation masters of the Jinghuo tribe to help set up the seventh-level formation. The defense was strong. The fusion monk personally controlled the formation. Ten fusion monks jointly attacked, but it was not so easy to break the formation.
They split up, one group went to report for help, and the other group followed Xiong Hao out of the meeting hall.
Outside the Wuguang Mountains, Wang Yidao, Wang Lihe and Wang Huayue were attacking a five-color light curtain. The sword light and the sword light hit the five-color light curtain one after another, and there was a muffled sound.
The orcs' bodies are powerful, and it is difficult for ordinary attacks to severely damage the orc monks. The Wang family chooses sword cultivators and sound cultivators to deal with the orc monks.
"The Crazy Sword Master!"
Xiong Hao's face condensed when he saw Wang Yidao.
The Orc Clan's Intelligence Hall is also collecting information on the Human Clan. The Wang family has developed rapidly in recent years. The Orc Clan has collected information on the Wang Clan. Xiong Hao knows about Wang Yidao.
Wang Yidao didn't talk nonsense. He swung his sword towards the five-color light curtain. With a harsh sound breaking through the air, a golden sword light swept out and struck the five-color light curtain. The five-color light curtain shook slightly. For a moment.
Xiong Hao's face darkened, and he quickly took out a five-color formation disk and entered a magic formula.
This is the territory of the orcs. When the large army arrives, the Wang family monks will definitely die. There is no need to rush out to meet the enemy, just stand firm and wait for reinforcements.
At this moment, there was a deafening loud noise, vaguely mixed with the sound of an alarm.
"No, an enemy has teleported over."
Along with a burst of miserable screams, a large piece of red flame swept out, drowning the figures of dozens of orcs, screaming again and again.
Wang Yingjie and Liu Hongxue flew out of the flames with indifferent expressions.
They didn't waste any time and immediately cast spells to attack the orc fusion monks.
Wang Yingjie summoned the Dharma, pinched the Dharma, and slapped the right hand of the humanoid figure towards the void. A large five-color hand appeared out of thin air and slapped Xiong Hao.
Liu Hongxue also summoned the Dharma Appearance, and the woman's shadow spurted out a stream of red flames, heading straight for the young woman in the purple skirt.
At the same time, Wang Yidao and the others stepped up their offensive, and the five-color light curtain shook slightly, causing ripples.
There were constant explosions, mixed with faint screams.
